#EEK i would really love to go out and eat with him >:(

[javierpena-inatacvest]

Cramps

Summary: After going off of birth control, your periods have been a little more intense than you're used to. What starts out as a stressful morning between you and your husband, very quickly turns into a night that bodes very well for the both of you.

Paring: Husband Frankie Morales x Wife f!reader (no use of y/n)

Word Count: 5.4K on the dot (idk how we got here)

Warnings: SMUT (18+) PERIOD SEX, unprotected p in v sex (do better, but also they want a baby so), vaginal fingering, oral (f receiving, again, you're on your period but our pussy eating king Fransisco Morales is an unstoppable force of nature), creampie, praise kink, big fat nasty breeding kink (it's who I am now, I won't apologize for it), Frankie's got a NASTY mouth, Frankie is the best husband, reader is on her period/has period symptoms, talks about family planning/not being on birth control, use of nicknames (hermosa, quierda, cariño), reader has no physical descriptions besides that she can wear Frankie's clothes

A/N: Well... This was gonna be a drabble... and then it was just gonna be fluff.... and then it was gonna be just some implied smut... and now, we're here??? Idk, don't ask me 🥴 self indulgent bc I just finished my period (and my periods have been whack since stopping bc) and what better way to heal myself than imagining what Frankie would be like taking care of you 🥺 also pls be nice to me this is my first time writing Frankie and I'm v nervous EEK I hope you enjoy!!! sorry Javi bby, I still love u

Bitchy. 

You wished you had a better word to describe your mood for today, but truth be told, bitchy was by far the most accurate. 

You and Frankie were hoping to start trying for your first baby soon, and had recently gone off your birth control after your doctor had told you it may take a few months for your body to regulate itself before you had a better chance at getting pregnant. Your doctor had also  warned you about many of the symptoms and side effects that stopping the pill could have, one of those being becoming more aware of your emotions and mood swings throughout your cycle. That, you were prepared for. 

What you were not prepared for, was to feel like an absolute psychopath in the days leading up to your period. 

 Your cycle had  been wonky the past few months as your body began to sort itself out- you had a feeling your period was probably about to start soon, but hadn’t thought much about it, considering your terrible and grouchy mood had overshadowed it. You had tried your best to pull yourself together the past few days, chalking up your grumpiness to long hours at work, or just being in a weird funk, but today, you woke up with a fire in your gut, ready to fight, and poor Frankie was about to be your punching bag. 

Sweet Frankie had been nothing short of a saint when it came to just about anything, but dealing with your newly heightened emotions right before your period really should have earned him some sort of Presidential Medal of Bravery, considering that your newly discovered highs and lows while PMS-ing were just as frightening as any time he had spent during his time in the military. 

Unfortunately for your husband, despite his best efforts, he had been on your nerves all morning. Not because he was really doing anything wrong, but because the little things that you were normally so good about letting go, or the patience you frequently had seemed to have flown out the window, and you were convinced that if Frankie even breathed the wrong way, you were going to absolutely lose it. 

So when unsuspecting Frankie decided to ask you a simple request about after work plans, there was very little he could have done to prepare for your response. 

“Morning, Hermosa.” Frankie cooed, emerging into the kitchen, his hand rustling through his untamed, sleepy brown curls as he let out a yawn and a stretch, the slight softness of his stomach peeking out between his t-shirt and pajama pants as he raised his arms above his head before settling behind you. He wrapped himself around your waist, pressing a gentle kiss into your shoulder as you finished putting the last of your lunch in your bag for work, trying to force yourself to focus on his sweet good morning, rather than the empty bowl of cereal in the sink that had greeted you first thing when you woke up, already starting you off on the wrong foot in your already irritable mood. 

“Morning, babe.” You grinned, forcing yourself to forgo the annoyance hidden behind your smile as you pecked a quick kiss on Frankie’s lips before gathering the rest of your things for the day scattered across the kitchen table. “Sorry, I didn’t have time to make you breakfast this morning because I was running late, but there’s extra scrambled eggs on the stove if you want them. I’m really sorry, Frankie, I gotta head out, have a good day, I’ll see you later okay?” You sighed, slinging your work bag over your shoulder, your hands full of your coffee mug, water bottle and keys, your cluttered grip and running behind schedule only adding to your frustration. 

“All good, Querida, no worries. Hey, actually baby, before you leave,” He paused, setting down the coffee mug he was just about ready to take a sip of, as if a little lightbulb had just gone off in his brain, “do you mind picking up stuff to make that really good buffalo chicken dip for Benny’s tonight? I told ‘em we’d bring like, an appetizer or something, if that’s okay.” 

For Frankie’s sake, you couldn’t have been more thankful that you had your back turned to him, because if looks could kill, Frankie Morales would have been a dead man. 

Every rational part of your brain knew that even though his request perhaps wasn’t the best timing, stopping by the store and making dip to bring to Benny’s for game night really wasn’t that much time or effort out of your day. But today, it seemed like every part of your brain but the rational one seemed to be functioning properly, and the raging, irrational part might as well have heard that Frankie wanted you to prepare and cook a Thanksgiving meal for 74 after you got home from work. 

You took a deep breath, your grip tightening around the items in your hand, praying with every bone in your body that someway or another, you had misheard your husband. 

“Tonight? As in, like, today, after I get home from work?” You questioned, trying to do your best to keep your tone from sounding too condescending. 

“Yeah, we don’t have to be there until 7, I just don’t think I’m gonna have time to since I probably won’t be outta work until 6:30.” He shrugged nonchalantly, taking another swig of his coffee 

Oh yeah, you’d heard him right.  

You let out a deep sigh, even more over dramatic than you had intended it to be, arms crossed over your chest and stark frown spread across your face as you turned towards Frankie. 

“Oh, perfect! That’s a great thing for me to find out about at 7:45 A.M. the day of, Frank!” Your voice oozed with ferocious sarcasm, now slamming your things back down onto the table to run your hands over your face. “No, that’s great, because there’s nothing I wanted to do more than to come home and make buffalo chicken dip instead of all the other shit I needed to do today before we left! Amazing! Thank you!” 

At this point, you were almost positive that if your eyes rolled any further, they’d be in the back of your skull, letting out another angry huff as you shook your head at Frankie, who was looking absolutely petrified as he leaned back against the counter, eyes darting to the floor to avoid yours, running his hand over the wispy curls at the nape of his neck. Frankie began to stammer, trying to defend himself from your wrath. 

“Hermosa, I’m- I’m sorry? I know it’s last minute, but you normally make it every time we go over there, I just- I figured it’d be easy for you to do? You can get something else, or I can try to stop by the store really quick on the way home, I just might-” 

“Nope, you want buffalo chicken dip, apparently I’m making buffalo chicken dip!” You groaned, collecting everything back into your hands, swearing under your breath as you tried to balance everything in your grip. “Jesus, okay, I need to go to work, just- I don’t even know. I gotta go, Frankie.” 

“Querida, I-” Frankie pleaded, beginning to trail behind you as you made your way to the front door. 

“Frankie, whatever, it’s fine! I’ll make the stupid dip! I have to go to work, I’ll see you later.” You could feel the muscles in your jaw beginning to clench as you gritted your teeth, trying with everything in you to keep from exploding as you headed out of the house. Without even a kiss goodbye, you left Frankie in the doorway, watching you throw your things in the car and slam the door behind you as you drove down the driveway. 

But as soon as you were on the road and your house was out of view, you could instantly feel the tears beginning to well in your eyes, slowly streaming down your cheeks as you began to sob, wondering why you had ruined the morning over as stupid as an appetizer, and even worse, that you had been a complete asshole to your husband about it. 

You couldn’t have been more thankful that work had been quiet today- no meetings on the schedule, and no one coming to bother you, leaving you plenty of peace and quiet to continue sulking and brooding in your unpleasant mood. 

Right around lunch time, you found yourself eating alone in your office, wishing your lunch was about ten times saltier and chocolatier than it was, crying to yourself as you watched a video of a dog meeting its new human sibling for the first time.

Just as you were beginning to pack up the rest of your lunch and start back up with your work, you felt a terrible twinge in your lower stomach that had you just about keeled over in pain, followed by that all too familiar feeling in your underwear. 

Frantically scrambling, you reached into your bag to pull out a tampon, hurriedly shuffling to the nearest bathroom, only to reveal the murder scene equivalent as you pulled down your pants. 

Your period had come.  

In that moment, as much as you were dreading the pain and misery that was the next few days to come, you couldn’t also help but feel a slight sense of relief, realizing that you were in fact, not actually a crazy person for the way you were feeling, you were just PMS-ing out of your mind. You couldn’t also help but feel absolutely awful for your unjustified freak out at your husband this morning, your heart sinking with guilt as you made your way back to your desk, immediately grabbing your phone to text Frankie. 

“Hey… I’m so sorry about this morning. What you were asking me to do wasn’t a big deal at all and I totally freaked out on you. My period just started, I think that’s why I’ve been such a bitch this morning. I’m sorry, Frankie, I love you.💕 ” 

It was almost instantly after you hit send that the reply bubble popped up in your message, your heart pounding anxiously waiting for your husband’s reply. 

“It’s okay, I kind of had a feeling 😉 babe, you weren’t being a bitch- I should have talked to you about it sooner. Shitty timing on my part. I’m sorry. I love you too, Querida.” 

Before you could even respond, another message popped up below his first. 

“Don’t worry about going to the store or making anything tonight. I already texted Benny and told him we couldn’t come. We can spend the night in, just the two of us. I can pick up takeout on the way home if you want and we can pick a movie to watch.” 

You could feel your frustrated facade beginning to melt away as your lips shifted from a pursed frown to a small smirk reading Frankie’s text, your thumbs quickly tapping across the screen of your phone to reply. 

“Thank you. You’re the best.” 

“Of course. Hopefully none of your co-workers ask you to make buffalo chicken dip before you leave 😘” 

“Oh shut up, meanie.” 

“Just kidding. Have a good rest of your day, love you. 💙

“Love you too. 🤍” 

Although the rest of your day was nowhere near enjoyable, given the fact you felt like you were getting punched repeatedly in the uterus and your personality resembled that of Oscar the Grouch, you knew that your night in with Frankie was your light at the end of the tunnel, and only needed to make it a few more hours before there was at least some sweet relief finally headed your way. 

Despite the constant stabbing pain in your lower stomach and back, your drive home from work had you in much better spirits than your drive there, now not only having an explanation as to why you had felt like such a mess, but also knowing the rest of your night was going to be dedicated to nothing but cuddling up in your comfiest clothes and snuggling up next to Frankie on the couch. 

As you pulled down your street, you were surprised to see Frankie’s truck already parked in the driveway, wondering what he was doing at home almost an hour earlier than he had mentioned he would be this morning. Gathering all of your things out of the back of your car, you quietly entered your home, confusion scrunching in your brow as you called out for your husband. 

“Frankie? Babe, are you home?” 

Before you could even kick off your shoes or hang up your coat, Frankie had already appeared at the front door to greet you, boyish grin spread across his face as he grabbed your things out of your hand, carefully placing them on your entryway table before engulfing you in a bear hug, his broad arms wrapping around your body and pulling you closer into his chest. 

You could feel all the muscles in your body instantly relax as your face rested against the soft cotton of his t-shirt, soaking in the familiar woody and savory scent of him, letting yourself be consumed by every ounce of his embrace. 

“Hi Hermosa.” Frankie cooed, pressing a soft kiss against your temple, running his hands up and down your back as you looked up at his sweet brown eyes shining down at you. 

“What are you doing home so early? I mean, not that I’m mad about it at all, I just thought you said that you had to work until 6:30 and-” 

“Told my boss I had to head out early for a family emergency.” Frankie smirked, laughing at you playfully rolling your eyes from his so-called excuse. 

“Last time I checked, your wife being a grump because she’s bleeding out of her cooch doesn’t classify as a family emergency, Fransisco.” You teased, giving him a little shove, making the two of you giggle in tandem. 

“Eh, close enough. I’m really sorry about this morning, querida. I was a dick for not talking to you about plans beforehand and just assuming you could go do it. It wasn’t fair of me.” 

“It’s okay, Frankie. What you were asking for wasn’t a big deal and I made it one because I’ve been a psycho all day. I’m sorry, too.” 

“Well,” Frankie paused, pressing another kiss onto your cheek, the width of his palm gently cradling your jaw as you stared up at him and his sympathetic smile, “number one, you are not a psycho. I can’t imagine how uncomfortable you must feel right now, so even if you were, I wouldn’t blame you one bit. Number two,” he paused again, shifting his kiss from your cheek to your lips, his thumb delicately swiping across your skin, “you’re my wife and I love you more than anything, and if I can take a little time off to help make you feel better, it’s the least I can do. So, why don’t you go change into something comfortable, and when you get back down here, I will have pizza and ice cream, whatever movie you wanna watch, and a back rub ready for you, okay?”   

“Okay. Thank you, Frankie. God, you’re the best.” You grinned, pressing up on your tiptoes to let your mouth meet Frankie’s, the plush pout of his bottom lip swiping across yours, lingering just long enough to let the butterflies in your stomach begin to swirl, heat creeping through your cheeks in the tenderness of the moment.

“Of course, cariño. Te amo. Now go get changed.” With one last peck on his lips, you wiggled out of Frankie’s grasp to make your way up the stairs, grinning to see that your husband had already set out your favorite of his oversized sweatshirts and sweatpants, neatly folded on the bed for you to grab, quickly shuffling out of your uncomfortable work attire and exchanging it for Frankie’s clothes, your smile growing even wider at the feeling of perpetually being wrapped up in the essence of him. 

As you made your way back downstairs to meet Frankie, you found your heart skipping a beat again to see that the better part of the living room had been turned into a cozy sanctuary- lights dim and candles lit, both parts of your couch squished together, filled with every pillow and blanket you owned, and Frankie sitting in the middle, giant box of pizza, tub of ice cream and your handsome husband waiting for you. 

As if your emotions hadn’t already taken you on a wild roller coaster of a ride today, the adorable sight in front of you had you on the verge of tears again, wiping the wetness pooling in your eyes with the back of Frankie’s sweatshirt sleeve drooping off your arm before crawling into the blanket fort he had constructed for the two of you. 

“Frankie… You didn’t have to do this.” You sniffled, curling up next to Frankie as he draped a blanket over your lap and his arm over your shoulder, passing you a plate with 2 large pieces of pizza. 

“It’s the least I could do. I put on Hercules for us to watch, but if you wanna-” 

Before you could let him finish the rest of his sentence, you were running your hand across the scratchy stubble of his cheek, pulling his face closer to yours as you planted a kiss on his lips, feeling your smiles melt into one another's as your mouths met. “That sounds perfect. God, how’d I get so lucky?” 

“I could say the same thing, mi amor. You ready to start the movie?” 

“Only if you also pass me that tub of Ben and Jerry’s to go with my pizza.” 

“I think I can make that happen.” 

About half way through the movie, pizza and tub of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, your and Frankie’s bodies were tangled together in a sea of limbs and blankets, contently snuggled up with one another as Frankie’s fingers traced lazy circles on your back and shoulder as you laid against his chest. 

“You doin’ okay, querida? Need anything?” He cooed, his soft voice dancing in your ear. As if it weren’t enough that you had already been through the extreme highs and lows of almost every feeling under the sun today, the one you hadn’t been until this very moment was insatiably horny. While the mood swings you had mentally prepared yourself for with your new period symptoms, the constant other kind of ache between your legs you had not, and feeling the low rasp of Frankie’s words tickling your neck had been just enough to flip the switch to make you desperately needy. 

Letting your leg slide over Frankie’s lap, you pushed yourself up to straddle his hips, running your hands through the dark curls of his thick, brown hair, and down his broad chest, your fists bunching the worn fabric of his shirt in your hands as your mouths became a mess of tangled tongues and teeth. 

“I need- fuck- I need you, Frankie, please.” You pleaded between muffled moans, his tongue swiping in the parted space where your lips melted together as one, instinctively beginning to grind your hips into his, feeling the bulge in his sweatpants starting to grow beneath you. 

“Fuck- You sure, baby?” Frankie rasped, reactively bucking up into you, making you whine as his hands dug into your hips, guiding you as you swirled over the tented fabric of his bottom half rubbing against your covered core. 

“Please. Please, Frankie.” You were all but whimpering at this point, nodding frantically in approval as Frankie used the grasp on your hips to guide you onto your back, making you cock your head in confusion as Frankie scampered to the other side of the couch, back turned to you as he reached over the ledge, pulling out a thick, black towel with a smug grin on his face. “Did you seriously have a towel ready incase I wanted to have sex?” You snorted, shaking your head at Frankie, now crawling back to you, caging your body under his with an electric kiss as he shimmied the towel underneath you. 

“Maybe.” Frankie smirked, breaking from your kiss to let his lips trail down your body, his hands toying with the edge of his sweatshirt covering your body as he pushed it up your stomach and chest, helping you to shimmy it over your head, leaving your top half exposed. He gently palmed at your breasts, taking each pebbled nipple in his mouth, sucking and flicking at the buds with his tongue before letting his kisses travel down the soft skin of your stomach and waistband of your sweatpants. The clothes on your bottom half soon joined your sweatshirt in a crumpled pile as Frankie nestled himself between your legs, gently nudging your hips to let your thighs part, revealing your pussy, slick and shiny for him with your juices. 

Even though Frankie would eat you out for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a late night snack, you couldn’t help but feel guilty that he still found himself between your legs during your time of the month, considering any other man probably would have scoffed at just the thought of going down on you on your period. 

But, then again, Frankie Morales wasn’t just any other man. 

“Frankie, baby, you know you don’t- Oh fuck!” You gasped, cut off in surprise as Frankie’s tongue licked a long, broad strip across your cunt, making you shudder in pleasure as his head perked up, revealing the devilish grin spread between his cheeks watching your chest already heave in heavy, shaky breaths. 

“Oh I know I don’t have to, sweet girl. But I want to. Relax, baby, lemme take care of you.” 

Before you could agree, protest, or anything in between, Frankie was back between your legs, arms wrapped around your thighs as they draped over his broad shoulders, digging his fingertips into the plush softness of your skin, dragging his tongue through your folds with the exact grace and precision that he knew made you fall apart in seconds. 

With flat, firm presses of his mouth latched against your clit, you could already feel your bottom half writhing under him, the perfect pressure of his tongue dancing around your sensitive bundle of nerves making you moan in pleasure. As your head dipped back, falling into the couch pillow behind you, your hand shot down, fingers burying themselves in the wild curls of Frankie’s hair, tugging at the thick ends for any sort of release as he worked relentlessly at your aching cunt. 

“Fuck, Frankie, oh fuck- Fuck, baby, you feel so good.” You whined, your praise only intensifying the way your husband drank every ounce of you up, two thick fingers now gently pressing inside your heat, curled deliciously as they rocked in and out of your entrance, nudging against your g-spot. 

Frankie had spent enough time worshiping the altar that was your pussy to know exactly how to make you crumble beneath him, leaving you chanting his name like a prayer as his lips latched around your clit, ferociously sucking as his fingers prodded at the soft, spongy spot that made your cunt begin to clench and heat in your belly pool. 

“That’s it, Hermosa. I know you’re close, baby girl. Let me feel you, mi amor. I’ve got you.” Frankie groaned, his words humming deep in his chest, placing chaste kisses on the inside of your thighs before drinking you up like a man starved, adding a third finger into your heat, the added fullness and stretch, combined with Frankie’s relentless pace, enough to have the tingle that had been building at the base of your spine now washing through every inch of your body. Your orgasm began to crash through you, your pussy fluttering as pleasure radiated in your veins, making you cry out Frankie’s name over and over. 

Frankie worked persistently through your high, only pulling back after making sure that you had cum again, sitting back on his haunches as he admired the blissed out and ragged mess you had become, your pussy slick and swollen as your chest rose and fell in wrecked inhales and exhales, trying to compose yourself from the Frankie and fucked you senseless with just his tongue. 

Wiping the slick and juices glistening in his mustache with the back of his hand, Frankie tugged the sweatshirt covering his own body over his head, followed by his pants and boxers, freeing his painfully hard cock as it slapped against his stomach, his tip red and leaking with precum as his broad body loomed over yours, sucking and nipping at your pulse point as you whimpered his name. 

“Frankie, holy fuck.” 

“Such a good girl for me, querida. You still want me to fuck you, baby?” He mewled, the metallic and tangy taste of you still lingering on his tongue as he kissed you, laughing to himself at the way you found yourself frantically nodding your head to tell him yes before your words could. 

“Jesus Christ, yes. Fuck, please Frankie, I need to feel you.” 

Reaching down to stroke himself, he lined his cock up with your entrance, easily sliding into your heat and brushing his tip against your cervix, taking a moment to let you adjust to his fullness. The whine you let out as Frankie filled every inch of you was nothing short of ragged, digging your nails into the skin of his broad back as he ever so slowly began to thrust in and out of you, dragging his length against the slick of your cunt. 

“Oh fuck me- Fuck, you hear how wet you are for me, sweet girl? This what you needed, baby? To fill up that pretty little pussy of yours?” Frankie groaned, letting his forehead rest against yours, his sweaty curls now starting to stick to his skin as he pounded into you, rutting his hips at a faster and faster pace. 

“It’s all for you, Frankie- Oh shit- only for you.” You moaned, your fingers wrapping around the width of his biceps, flexing deliciously as he hovered over you, sucking you in to a long, deep kiss, fucking into you over and over. 

Even with the years between you and the ring on your finger, the possessive part of Frankie’s brain would never get over how the primal and all consuming feeling of knowing you were his, forever, your words shooting straight to his dick as a low groan rumbled in his chest, silently cursing to himself through gritted teeth, watching you fall apart below him. 

Readjusting himself, Frankie sat back on his heels, hooking his arm under one of your legs to drape it over his shoulder, the new angle stretching you out in a way that had you seeing stars as Frankie rammed into your g-spot and began thumbing at your clit, still swollen and sensitive from your first orgasm. You could already feel the heat beginning to bloom in your belly once again, your leg beginning to tremble hoisted over Frankie’s shoulder as he dug into the meat of your thigh with a bruising intensity. 

Just like he would never get over the fact of knowing you were his, Frankie would never get over watching you begin to crumble under his touch, taking the time to memorize every twitch and twinge your body made as you came closer and closer to your end, always savoring in the moaning mess you’d become as you fell apart around him. 

“Fuck, Frankie, Fuck, oh my god- I’m close, baby.” You were all but rambling at this point, your brain barley stringing together coherent sentences as you felt your cunt beginning to clench around his cock, the lewd noises of your moans, wetness and skin slapping together as your hips met filling the room at a borderline pornagraphic rate. 

“Meirda, I’m not gonna last much longer, hermosa. Fuck, where do you want me, baby?” Frankie growled through gritted teeth, his eyes locking on yours and telling him everything he needed to know without you saying a word. 

“Inside. Fuck, please Frankie, I want you to cum inside me.” 

Your confirmation was all it took to flip the switch in Frankie that sent him absolutely feral, the thought of being able to actually knock you up now that you weren’t on birth control anymore, giving you a baby, proving another way to the world to mark you as his? The thought alone was enough to have him bracing every bone in his body to keep him from cuming right then and there. 

“Fuck me. You want me to fill you up, querida? Fuck me full of you? Fuck a baby into you? That's what you want, huh?” Frankie moaned, grunting with each thrust of his hips, his rhythm becoming more frantic and shaky as he felt your pussy begin to flutter around him, pressing the pads of his fingers against your clit, swirling them in frantic circles to make sure you came before he did. 

“Fuck, yes. I need you too, holy fuck- wanna make you a daddy, Fransisco.” 

You could feel the tightly wound knot in your core starting to snap, your legs trembling and breath shaking as Frankie fucked into you, finding yourself on the verge of collapse- but not before Frankie’s filthy mouth got the last word in. 

“Jesus, fuck- Fuck, hermosa. That’s what you want, pretty girl? I swear, I’m gonna fuck myself so deep into you it’ll fucking take. Get you fucking pregnant tonight.” 

That was all it took to have you orgasm come crashing through you, every inch of your body radiating with pleasure as you came, crying out Frankie’s name as you gushed around him, your eyes practically rolling to the back of your head, your mind going blank and numb, the only thing grounding you were the incoherent ramblings of your husband as he followed suit behind you. 

“Fuck, that’s it, baby. Fuck, I’m gonna cum too, fuck, fuck-ahhhhhh.” With one final thrust, Frankie could feel himself spilling against your walls, coating you with his spend as his cock pulsed, making sure he milked himself of every last drop deep inside your cunt before even thinking about pulling out. Moving your leg, Frankie slumped into you, splaying himself across your body as your chests rose and fell in sync, laying in silence as you let your breathing steady, coming back down to Earth from your high. 

With a shallow grunt, Frankie carefully pulled his softening cock out of your heat, leaning back to admire the mess he had made between your legs, his cum dripping down the inside of your thighs and pussy glistening with the mixture of your arousal. You let out a soft hiss at the loss of Frankie’s fullness inside you, only to quickly be replaced by a gasp as he buried his two fingers back into your cunt.  

“Gotta make sure every last drop stays in there, hermosa. Gonna keep you full of me all night, baby.” He mewled, carefully gathering his spend and pushing it deep inside you, making you whimper as he slowly pulsed his fingers back and forth, pulling away his hand to lean back into your body, engulfing you with an electric kiss. 

“Holy fuck, fuck me. Jesus, Frankie.” You laughed to yourself, your head dipping back on the pillow as you buried your face in your hands, at a loss for words at how euphoric you now felt in your post colital bliss. 

“Wow, again, already? Gotta give me a few after that querida.” He smirked, making you roll your eyes at his joke as you playfully swatted at him, making him lean in to pepper your body with kisses, leaving you squealing and squirming in delight. 

“You are absolutely ridiculous, Fransisco Morales. If you keep fucking me like that, then yeah, absolutley.” 

“If I keep fucking you like this, I have a very hopeful feeling that next month, we’ll have something else to care about besides period cramps.”

“I swear to god, if one of my cravings ends up being buffalo chicken dip once I’m pregnant, I’m gonna be pissed.”

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Guess who's suffering from writers block!!! No but fr I wanna write SO BAD but I just can't 😭😭 so take some twst pp hcs until I decide to work on commissions again

Not proofread idc shank me

♧CW!!! Fem reader! twst dick hcs duh, every NRC student EXCLUDING ortho, might have some other hcs too

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Riddle:

Its... cute? Idk how to explain it

He is VERY sensitive

5.5 inches

Slight curve downward

The tip is a really deep red

Cum is watery, tastes like rosewater(this is a fantasy world i can make cum taste like anything i want)

Balls aren't all that heavy, very soft and squishy tho

Likes rimming. No further comments

Trey:

EEK MY BOY

I'm gonna try not to be biased

Hes BIG tho

I know you've seen him. Let's be honest, we all know he's PACKING

So I'm gonna say a solid 7-8 inches with a nice amount of girth

No curve, but very veiny

Heavy balls. Like, HEAVY. Bros got a whole bakery in there

Soft pink tip

Cum is the normal consistency, he takes care of himself

If you're sucking him off he'll change the flavor of his cock and his cum to whatever you want (thank god for doodle suit)

Cater:

Easy 7 inches

Not too sensitive, it takes a while for him to cum

His cum is pretty thick, its all the spicy ramen he eats

Curve upward, huge thick vein going from his balls to the tip

Cum tastes salty, but not overwhelming

Will have his clones fuck you silly

Deuce:

Another small boy

I'll say 6 inches, no curve

Hes sensitive too, but not as much as riddle

He really like getting his balls sucked more than his cock itself

Cum is watery too, but it tastes good

Like sweet in a way

Tip is a light blue dont ask why

Ace:

Another small boy 😭

He is CLUELESS

Poor man is a one pump chump

5.6 inches, curve to the left

SENSETIVE. pussy got this boy on his knees

Balls squishy, balls soft?

Yes to both

His rip is red, like a blush red

Azul:

A good 6ish inches with a curve downward

Not as sensitive as you may think

I think it would be funny if the bottom of his cock had like little suckers or some shit

Tip is dark purple and he has some veins, not many tho

Heavy balls, no squish :(

Cum is thick and black bc octopus

Tastes like what watered down hand sanitizer smells like

Jade:

😨

Its slimy.

No further comment on that

No but its like wet, a lot

So is floyds but we aren't there yet

Its like lube 🥺

Okay but he's LONG

8.5 AT LEAST

He also enjoys rimming

Tip is dark cyan

Cum is slimy too

Add some borax water and sell it on etsy

Floyd:

Basically the same as Jade

Hes smaller tho

Hes 6 inches but has SO much girth

His cum is more watery than slimy and the tip is a light blue

Lots of veins too

Kalim:

6 inches

So sensitive

He begs.

Loves blow jobs but would NEVER ask for them

Heavy soft balls

A dark brown tip and there's lil red swirlies

Cum is thick

Tastes like coconut toothpaste

Jamil:

mmmmmmmmMMMMMMM

BIG

So big

Destroy me PLEASE

7.8 inches and a big curve upwards

Likes fingers in his ass, just like Kanye west

Doesn't like blow jobs he cums too quick :(

Gets overstimulated easily and when he does hes highly submissive

Cum a lil thick (its all the curry he eats)

Its yummy tho

Tastes salty and a lil sweet

Like a pretzel

Tip is a redish-brownish

Vil:

Hes a very odd case

Hes big, dont get me wrong

But mans does NOT have sex 😭

He complains it ruins his makeup

7.4 inches with a few veins

Oh yeah hes unclipped too idk why but he is

Tip is a pinky purple color

Balls got some weight, they're not sensitive

Rook:

Hes an even weirder case

Hes very big but almost NEVER penetrates you

Hed much rather be in between your legs for hours on end

Making you cum on his face gives him so much pleasure

He doesn't touch himself either

When he's eating you out he has one hand thrusting fingers into your pussy, the other hand thrusting fingers into your ass(hes an ass man I know he is) while he sucks on your clit the whole time

He cums on the sheets whenever you do bc he knows how good you feel

Hes 8.5 inches with a curve down, large vein going upward

A creme colored tip

Cum normal consistency, you don't know what it tastes like because he never let's you suck him off :(

Epel:

Small boy

Whimpers

A lot

Hes 6 inches with a curve to the left

Light purple tip bc I said so

Light balls, but no squish :(

Cum is watery and tastes like lavender oil

Idia:

Oh god

Contrary to popular belief he has a lot of stamina

He doesn't have ANY experience tho

Played a lot of hentai games but thats the extent of his experience

I think it would be really funny if instead of whispering dirty talk or praise during sex he tells you the fnaf lore

Like he'll be blowing your back out and he'll just be like "so the crying child was actually william aftons son-" and then he cums

After hes done and doing aftercare he'll quiz you on the fnaf lore

If you get any of the questions wrong he'll fuck you until you can't walk as a punishment

If you get them all right he'll eat you out for hours until you also can't walk

Win win honestly

8 inches

TIP IS BLUUUEEEEEE

Cum is thick and salty, he doesn't take care of himself

Heavy, HEAVY balls. Very sensitive

He loves blow jobs too

Leona:

8.8 inches, but if we're being real to how ACTUAL lion anatomy is hes closer to 3 inches but yall aren't ready for that convo

Not sensitive at all, it takes so long for him to cum

But when he does hes so sweet, whispering praise after praise to you and lots of kisses

Cum is normal consistency, a lil on the thicker end

Its a bit bitter with a sweet aftertaste

Hes also unclipped and I will not elaborate

Idk if lions have them but if they do then he has a knot, not as big as jacks tho

Heavy balls, they're sensitive

Brown tip, like, dark brown tip

Ruggie:

7ish inches with a curve down

Also likes eating you out

Doesn't like having his balls touched

They're cute and squishy tho

Cum is also thick and doesn't taste like anything

Tip is a light brown and has a vein going through it

Jack:

8 inches.

Has a huge knot. Physically cannot pull out when it comes to it

Cum tastes like strawberries

Doesn't let you suck him off often bc he doesn't wanna knot in your mouth

Also gets pleasure from eating you out

Tip is grey and sensitive

Malleus:

Hes also like rook in the way he'd eat you out for hours if you'd let him

But he does penetrate you

Our big dragon boy loves the feeling of being inside your tight cunt

Will probably cum if you praise him

He has 2.

One on top one on the bottom

The one on top is longer, 9 inches while the one on the bottom is 7ish, the bottom one is a lot thicker tho

He'll be so slow easing them in and almost never goes fast when it comes to sex

He sees it as love making

They both have a black tip and the cum is normal consistency, tastes like... eggs? Hardboiled don't ask

Oh yeah his cum glows in the dark

Lilia:

Idc what you guys say this man is SO EXPERIENCED

He knows how to have sex properly and can make you cum in seconds if he feels like it

7 inches, his dick is where all his height went

Because he's so experienced he doesn't cum easily

PINK TIP PINK TIP

His cum is normal consistency, a little watery maybe

Tastes like citrus

Silver:

Loves when you ride him

Likes missionary too tho

7 inches too

His tip is grey

Very sensitive and gets overstimulated easily

Hes also just very submissive in general

Cum is watery and tastes like what a new car smells like

Sebek:

LOUD

SO LOUD

CANT TAKE THIS BITCH ANYWHERE

Cries during sex

Loves when you pull his hair

Does he have horns? If he does they're very sensitive

Cums if you touch them

Hes a crocodile right

Nah he has horns

8 inches no other comments

GREEN TIP

Cum is thick and bitter

We love him tho

Balls squishy

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A/n: im so fuckibg tired god help me

[lumilovessmut]

My Messy Girl

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Nanami Kento x Female Reader

Trigger warnings: Smut (18+), slight choking, daddy kink, office sex, slight exhibitionism, p in v, established relationship, name calling: love, sweetheart, slut, dear, wifey, baby, mama, few mentions of breeding, slight pervert Nanami.

A/n: Hello my lovely readers! It's your lumi 🧡 So I thought I'd give you guys something special cause my hiatus is supposed to end around May but since you readers would want something I'm making this, I hope you guys will love it too 🧡 As always striving to make better quality fanfics for you guys. It would be really helpful if u guys can join my Instagram account also. I'll leave the link below, ty 🧡🧡🧡

Word count: 0.86k

Upload date: 10th March, 2024

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Everybody knows Nanami Kento was a clean freak. But if anyone were to see Nanami right now they would be astonished. His office is a mess, the papers on his desk is in a disarray, his couch is messy, and if it were normal working hours right now, everyone would have heard your pathetic, melodious moans. But the most surprising factor of all would be, the fact that Nanami Kento, the NANAMI KENTO is so messy right now that it is both a sin and a boon to look at him. He has you, who only came to deliver his dinner because it was very late and he may stay in the office for more hours. But the moment Nanami saw you, his world blurred and only your presence was worthy of his attention. The dinner you prepared in the cute bento box didn't matter only you did.

Everything was a blur, Nanami has been eating you out for more than what seems like eternity, his tongue laps at your entrance and he fucks his saliva into your hole, like a thrifty man in the desert he keeps sucking all your juices. The bridge of his nose serves to be a good spot for grinding your clit, Nanami was in heaven. "Baby, have I ever told you- fuck that you taste like the nectar from heavens? Yeah, keep going, just one more baby, just- fuck one more please darling, make a mess! make a mess, sweetheart I'm just a mess for you down there." "Nanami pleas- I-I-I can't n-no mor-nghhh please no mor-eek! Gonna ah! Gonna cum! Nanamiiiiiii!" "Don't worry princess cum, just like that mmmmmmgh, fuck you taste heavenly, keep cumming, mmmmm." Nanami, keeps tongue fucking you till you calm down, once he comes up from between your legs, you see the most breath taking view of your life, disheveled hair, your juices running down his chiselled face.

"Wanna taste yourself baby?", he comes and kisses you, "understand why I like your cum so much? Hmm? Answer me baby?", "Yes", you could hardly answer him, he looked too ethereal for you to comprehend anything else, without much thought in mind you brush the baby hair stuck to his forehead. "Wanna be come my Messy Girl?" Nanami suddenly asked you and to say you were shocked was an understatement cause you knew he hated messes yet here he his asking you if you can be his messy girl. You nod yes cause after all who would say to no to him?

The only thought your head is filled with is Nanami and the only thing your cunt is filled with is his cum and dick, he has been fucking you practically everywhere in his office, on his desk? Check. On his office sofa? Check. On the glass window looking down the city? Check. His thick girthy cock, throbbing with veins and his pretty flushed red tip banging at your cervix was bringing you closer to heaven than even death can bring you to. "Baby imagine someone were to notice us fucking like horny teenagers? Hmm? What would they think when the most polite person, the most beautiful- fuck, the most sexy person ever on earth is getting laid down in such a dirty, dirty, pathetic way? Scream for me my love, louder I want the whole city to know who is fucking you, who owns the most prettiest slut in town. You drive me wild babyyyy, I can't seem to stop thrusting into you even if I want to, my body craves for you my soul aches for you, without you I'm nothing- oh fuck! I'm gonna cum in yeah again, yeah? You like the sound of that? Does my wifey wanna become a mama? Yeah? Fuck Oh! Feels so good c-can't stop g-gah mmm fuck can't stop, focus on me baby, focus on me on my-aaah! On my thrusts cum with me, I said cum with me- Aaahh fuck fuck FUCK!! OHH feels tooo good baby."

You cum on his cock on command, your mouth opens in a silent scream, throat raw from screaming and moaning his name, your ears are ringing and your thighs are all sticky with cum and arousal, your eyes are rolled back into your skull and your back is arched beautifully, thick cum shoots inside of you one last time for the day, he slowly removes himself from you, your legs shaking like a lone leaf on a tree in winter. "Darling, don't let my cum go waste yeah?" He says while pulling up your panties which were ruined already due to your arousal. "Nanami? I-I'm tired." "I know baby I know, don't worry I'm here just you rest while we leave for home." He kisses your head and slowly lifts you and his work bag and goes to his car making sure you are well covered. The ride home is silent and peaceful, Nanami glances at you every now and then at your sleeping face. Once he stops at the red signal, he slowly takes the hand which he was holding and kisses it while saying, "Thank you my treasure, the only mess I love is you and only you.

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Thank you guys for making it to the end of another fic :)

Hope you guys enjoyed it!

Until next time 🧡

Luv ya guys

[freminet-writings]

catboy fremni with afab reader during his rut cycle..poor boy just can’t control himself. :< he’s all worked up when u get home, and almost immediately pounces on u !! >_< tackles u to the ground and starts crying because it hurts !! he’s much needier than usual, and twice as whinier ! once u agree to help him with his rut, he practically drools !!! being inside of u is all he’s ever wanted, after all ! (≧◡≦) ♡

first request ! i love love LOVE ur writing by the way, u write him so amazingly well ! there’s a serious lack of fremni writing, so i appreciate u, as many other ppl do ! if u don’t like this request, pls feel free to ignore !! remember 2 stay hydrated n eat well, and take time to rest !! (=^ ◡ ^=)

eek tysm 😭😭 i hope you guys are also all good and hydrated amd also eating well!!

i'm at a new year's celebration and I'm writing catboy smut omg😭

poor freminet who was all alone sitting at the couch, shaking so hard as he resisted the urge to touch himself, because he knew it would only leave him disappointed and unsatisfied, his ears and tail twitching all over the place as he rubbed his thighs together

until his nose twitched as he smelled you at the door,the second you came inside he threw himself at you while whimpering, making you lose your balance and tumble down "what the- freminet?? uh, what's wrong?" you asked, noticing the way his eyes rolled back as he inhaled your scent

"ah, please please please please! it's too much, too much...i need you so badly! pleaseeee!" you've never heard him speak in such a....whiny tone before, but based on the pile of your clothes on the couch,you could probably guess what's got him feeling this way, that and the way his hard cock is perched against your thigh

"y-y/nnn...." he sniffled, he was really crying "please...it hurtss,i need your help..." with the tears on his face and his adorable little frown, how could you say no? "...okay, I'll help you, since you're that- mnph!"

he kissed you without hesitation, he was practically drooling as he made out with you, the position from the floor was not working for you, so you pushed him away softly even though he looked at you so sadly and it broke your heart "nonono, I'm not stopping you, let's just get somewhere more comfortable okay?"

he made a small noise but didn't protest much, he just held you up and spirited over to your room, the fast pace catching you off guard but you chuckled, he was really that desperate for it, pushing you to the bed and resuming his kiss, with his cock positioned on your clothed entrance, he grinded softly and whined before going faster

"aah.... hng, oh, god...i need this, i need it...aah!" he moaned louder as you touched his tail, feeling more sensitive than ever as you stroked up and down, his back arching with his eyes wide, feeling like he could cum just from that

"I'm gonna....cum if you keep touching me like that" he whimpered "aah...fuck... I'm really going to..." he shuddered as you continued your strokes, effectively increasing his sensitivity and need, his cum dripped onto your thighs as he moaned and squirmed above you

"s-stop... it's too much...nggh... please~! i need to be inside of you, please please..." you stopped after a few more strokes just to make him whine a little more, you switched your positions so he was under you instead, his breathing becoming stuttered as you lowered yourself onto his cock

feeling himself sink into your wetness made him throw his head back with a satisfied moan, looking up at you as you moved your hips so deliciously against him, still so sensitive from his last orgasm his moans were stained and even more whiny

"oh god...nggh...you feel even better than i imagined...aahng!" the way you moved up and down on his already sensitive cock made him feel the effects of his rut increase, he thrusted up into you, and despite being so into his own desires he still hooked a arm around your waist and used his other hand to rub at your clit, albeit sloppy

his back arched as he came again, shooting his seed inside of you and all he could think about was fucking it into you, with his legs shaking he pushed you down making you let out a surprised squeak, pushing you into the bed as he thrusted deeper into you

the noise of skin clapping and the wetness of his cock thrusting into your pussy was the only thing you could hear, as well as your moans while his fingers touched your clit as he thrusted and groaned

"o-ohh, god... you're so..." he didn't finish his sentence, just kissing you sloppily as spit gathered around your mouth, your moans being swallowed into each other's mouths "are you close? please, cum for me...i wanna see how good this is for you" he whined softly as his thrusts became faster, feeling himself on the edge

your hand gripped his ear as you came, your rough grip on him making him whimper and still his hips as he came again, twitching as his cum poured out, he breathed heavily and collapsed on top of you

his ear twitched as he leaned his head into your neck and nuzzled you, no words were exchanged as he purred, his soft purs luring the both of you into a sleepy state, he moved only to take himself out of you and cuddled you closer, he knew this wasn't the end of it, but a little nap and going right back at it sounded great to him

[singleloverr]

Could you please write bts reaction to sharing a bed with their crush for the first time?

A/n: >_< eek!! I think I loved writing a bit too much

A/n: this took a while, I hadn't thought I'd be so busy but here it is :))

Warnings: teasing..?

Masterlist

Bts x reader

Kim Seokjin [김 석진]

• you guys were eating takeout while watching some TV and talking with one another in his house

• Seokjin's eyes became so droopy as time went by

• so much practicing had happened the past few weeks, and sleep wasn't really a priority of his, but he had to see you because it's been a while

• but he was so tired and his body needed rest

• his head dropped as he slept right next to you

• you noticed the uncomfortable position he was in so ofc you switched the TV off, put the food away in his fridge and woke him up so you can both go to bed

• you couldn't go now, it was too late anyway

• you both walked slowly to his room, and you both laid on his bed, wrapped by the warm blankets

• he was fast asleep, letting out a few snores here and there due to his fatigue

• you hesitantly reached for his hand and caressed admiring the beauty upon you

• you then let go after some time and fell asleep , sleepiness reaching you as well

• what you didn't know, he was conscious throughout the feel of your touch

• the darkness in the room saved his red, hot cheeks

• just what are you doing to him?

Min Yoongi [ 민 윤기 ]

• man was SO nervous but didn't dare to show it cause he didn't want you to see

• he hadn't really planned on having you sleep over, but due to the strong storm and rain that occurred, he didn't want you to risk it

• wanted to make sure you were very, very comfortable cause he needs you to be okay

• he gave you clothes of his that are really soft so you can sleep well

• once you both got into bed, there was silence

• it wasn't that awkward but it kinda was

• your laugh lightened the atmosphere, and you both felt sleepy and then you both fell asleep

• you both woke up tangled in each other's arms

• Yoongi has never woke up feeling so good in his life

Jung Hoseok [ 정 호석 ]

• giggles were shared in between you both

• you were both a little tipsy from the champagne you both drank together from the restaurant you were hanging out at (it was a secret date shhh)

• you guys would laugh at everything and anything in sight

• you were both having such a wonderful time

• that was until he realised that you'd both have to sleep in the same bed together, for the first time

• he was nervous, to say the least

• I mean, what if he smacks you in his sleep! he was quite known to do stuff like that...

• nevertheless, you both got into bed, and suddenly, you were both a gigglng mess

• those giggles slowly turned into slowed breaths of relaxation

• you both slept well that night

• (ps, he didn't smack you in his sleep)

Kim Namjoon [ 김 남준]

• your reading session wasn't intended to be that long

• I mean, HOURS long

• but that's okay cause you love spending time with your friend (future bf)

• you offered to order some takeout as you were very hungry

• the food came, and it was delicious and very filling to the point where it led to drowsiness

• you had to go home, but, oh, what's that?

• it's storming outside and it's dark too

• this is all reason enough to stay at his place, is it not?

• warm clothes of his were given to you, and he couldn't help but smile at how you looked. you were beautiful (still are)

• you got into his bed and got comfortable while realizing that he had just stood there, looking all shy

• you gestured for him to come join you, I mean, it's still his bed

• he then joined you in his bed, getting comfortable as well

• his heart fluttered

"Goodnight Joon."

"Night Y/n."

Park Jimin [ 박 지민]

• was giggly with you in bed and even playfully asked if you wanted to cuddle with him

• to his surprise, you scooched towards him and wrapped your arms around him

• he was super flustered

• he usually pulls moves like that!!

• nonetheless, he snuggles you right back, and never has he felt so cosy before

• he really needs to ask you out now

Kim Taehyung [ 김 태�� ]

• I feel like things would be kind of intense with between you guys the first time you share a bed and sleep together

• it all started with a walk at night both of you talking about everything and anything together because your friendship has just reached that level of trust and comfort

• it was getting a bit chilly, so he held your hand in his claiming he wanted to warm himself up (he was using this opportunity to hold your hand)

• you didn't mind wggsbs

• you teased him, saying he just wanted to get a feel of what couples do

• he blushed and giggled at that before he led you both to his home because it was closest

• you both entered his house quite quickly, and he offered you his clothes that you could sleep in

• you both got into his room and got into bed, smiling at each other, staring deeply into eachothers eyes

• you looked at him and asked:

"Should we do cuddle just like couples do?"

"Yeah, just like couples do."

Jeon Jungkook [ 전 정국 ]

• was playfully teasing you throughout your shared nighttime routine

• that was until you both entered his bed

• he wasn't used to this because he normally sleeps by himself or with the other members

• so having you there?? next to him?? he'll kinda malfunction

• he'd say that he'd be fine sleeping on the couch but you insisted that it was okay and you trust him

• (ego boost lol)

• you both got into the bed and silence

• awkward silence .....

• before you burst into giggles, and then he also burst into giggles

• you then soon got comfortable and fell asleep

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

hii, could i have a Tangerine and fem!reader headcanons if its not to much trouble? maybe some angst to fluff hcs where she(r) overhears him calling her "clingy" and so she like stops giving him hugs and all? and she doesnt wear his clothes anymore and he asks her abt it one day and turns out it was a huge misunderstanding??? and then loads of fluff? sorry if its too much trouble but thanks!

hii!! ofc ofc. no trouble at all. hope you like it 💌

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OVERHEARING AN ‘INSULT’ HC’s

I feel like tan is on the phone a lot - on a call to discuss details of a mission or just talking to lem about stuff. he'd be in his home office upstairs, maybe in there for most of the time he's home (when not away for work) so sometimes, you'd bring him up food/ snacks and drinks if he's been in there a while. a tea, pack of biscuits, maybe a sandwich. you'd stand outside with items in hand, and as you're about to knock, you hear him say, "...she's so clingy..."

he doesn't know other women (that you know of) so you assume he's talking about you. and the food in your hand confirms your theory (the fact that you're bringing it to him as he talks about clinginess)

so instead of knocking, you go to your shared room and eat what you made for him. sitting in bed, eating as you watch something on tv/ laptop/ phone

you'd avoid him for the rest of the day - making yourself useful elsewhere. if he was in one room, you were in another. he'd be in and out his office, trying to get work done, so wouldn't really notice (eek)

you'd go to bed way earlier than usual to avoid seeing him, wanting to be asleep before he joins

he'd come to bed, see you 'asleep' (you couldn't fall asleep) he'd apologise to your sleeping self for not being with you today, then would fall asleep, maybe spooning you 

over the next couple days you'd distance yourself from him - won't join him on the sofa, won't wear his clothes, won't be up awake the same time as him (you go to bed earlier and wake up earlier to avoid tan) won't ask him things, won't initiate any hugs or kisses

he'd notice the change in you and pull you aside one day, saying something like, "what's going on with you? been really weird lately," you'd shrug him off, saying it's nothing, maybe you try to walk away and he holds your arm, stopping you, "you've been distant, what's going on with you? everything okay?" you'd meet his concerned face, your stoic one softening. maybe you say, "I thought I was too clingy,"

he'd be confused, "clingy? what you on about?" and you're like, "I overheard you the other day," he'd still be confused, so you'd explain more, saying how you heard him on the phone when you were bringing food. eventually, he'd catch on and explain how it was A HUGE misunderstanding. saying how lem was asking tan to look after his cat, hence why tan said she's clingy - talking about the cat

after you'd be very embarrassed, apologising profusely, saying how you feel foolish and dumb for thinking that. he won't be mad at you for assuming. he'd feel sad for you, how you kept it to yourself and changed the way you acted. would also feel bad for not saying something sooner, and you wallowing in the feeling on your own

he'd be very reassuring!! telling you he loves the way you love and treat him. how sweet and caring you are to him. telling you he loves you as is and doesn't want you changing to fit/ suit/ accustom his moods 

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no taglist as don’t wanna spam you guys

[squoxle]

🎄Christmas Fun w/ Enhypen

☃︎ pairing: Enhypen!bf x Reader!gf | ☃︎ wc: 930 ~ 100+ wc per member | ☃︎ summary: Christmas/Winter themed activities each member would do with you (in my opinion) | ☃︎ cw: it’s pure fluff so have fun 🎁😘🎄

🎄희승~Heeseung wc: 132

Correct me if I'm wrong, but Heeseung is such a loser boyfriend--but in a cute way like he just wants to chill with you yk

Anyways, I could definitely see him wanting to watch a billion Christmas movies with you while you snuggled up together.

"Hey, babe. Do you want any snacks?" he asked as you layed on his chest. "No, I'm alright," you said looking up at him. "You sure?" he asked again...you could tell he wanted something, but didn't want to get up only for himself. "You know what? I'd like some cookies...or maybe some ice cream," you suggested. "How about both," he smiled before running off to create your tasty toothache.

Being that this is Heeseung...it could get freaky, but I think cuddling would be great for now.

🎄제이~Jay wc: 132

We all know how much of a husband Jay is. So we shouldn't be surprised when he calls you in the kitchen to bake cookies with him.

I could see him coming over to wrap an apron around your waist before you go over to look at the recipe he printed out.

"Soooo, what do we do first?" you ask. "Hmm, let's get out the ingredients and then we can start," he said as you scanned the list with your eyes. After gathering the ingredients and mixing the dough Jay grabs a spoon for you to scoop the cookies onto the tray.

Ok...I can see things getting really cute after this, like maybe one of you mention something about baking cookies with your future kids and the other one blushes. EEK!

🎄제이크~Jake wc: 149

As our cute little Aussie boy, I feel like Jake would have fun making a gingerbread house with you.

I can see him getting frustrated as he struggles to keep the walls together.

“Ahh,” Jake sighed as the walls fell down. “Jake…you can’t do them all at once,” you said picking up the frosting covered gingerbread pieces. “Ugh, and you used too much icing,” you giggled. “They’ll never stay together with all this stuff,” you added as you watched Jake hopelessly scrape the frosting off. “Argh! This is impossible!” Jake laughed as he tried again. “Here, let me do it,” you smiled as you held the pieces in place. *Crunch* you looked over to see Jake eating the little candy decorations. “Save some for the house,” you giggled as he licked the icing from his fingers.

Who wouldn’t have fun making a gingerbread house with this cutie patootie~

🎄성훈~Sunghoon wc: 111

You should immediately expect the Ice Prince to take you out on an ice skating date...duhhhh

I can literally see him laughing with you and holding your hands while you struggled to stop yourself from falling flat on your ass.

"Relax, princess. Just keep your eyes on me," he'd smile as you trembled. "I'm scared," you whined. "What if I fall?" "If you fall I'll catch you," he reassured you as the two of you continued inching around the rink. Eventually, you'd do well enough to skate slowly, but you enjoyed watching your boyfriend dance on the ice.

Afterwards he'd probably take you out for coffee...because...why not? Sunghoon LOVES coffee.

🎄선우~Sunoo wc: 160

I feel like Sunoo is the type of guy to love doing arts and crafts. So making cute Christmas cards for everyone is right up his alley.

I could see you two playing around with stickers and glitter as you created you holiday masterpieces.

“What do you think?” You said lifting up your googly eyed reindeer card. “It’s for Heeseung,” you continued. “Awww. Cute,” he smiled. “I know our Bambi boy will love it. Wanna see mine?” He asked. “Yesss!” You smiled. Sunoo lifted up a card covered with glitter and heart stickers. “Who’s that for?” You asked with a puzzled look on your face. “Do you like it?” He asked immediately. “Yeah, but who’s it for?” You asked again. “It’s for you. I just wanted to make sure you liked it first,” he giggled before placing it down to scribble some designs on it.

OMGGGGG!!! The more I think about it the more I can see this happening!

🎄정원~Jungwon wc: 134

Maybe it's because he's the leader, but I could see Jungwon and you decorating the Christmas tree together. It would be sooooo cute omg.

You'd be helping him hang ornaments and string garland all around the tree. He'd most likely even let you put the angel on top (or the star...whatever you prefer)

"Wow, we did a really good job," he said stretching as he scanned the tree from top to bottom. "Yeah, we did," you smiled. "Ah, wait...we almost forgot the angel," Jungwon said handing you the cute tree topper. He supported you from behind as you reached up to carefully put the angel on top. "Phew, now it's perfect," you sighed. "Just like you," Jungwon said before hugging you from behind.

Is this cute or what??!!! Help this just radiates Wonergy.

🎄니키~Niki wc: 115

Being the fun, lovable maknae that he is, I could so totally see Niki wanting to build a snowman with you.

Just don't say anything cringey because he WILL call you out for it.

"Aww he's so cute," you said looking at the snowman you and Niki built together. "Oh yeah, well how about you date him instead," he teased to which you just rolled your eyes. "Well hopefully he takes me out on better dates," you teased back. "Hmm looks like he already bought you dinner," Niki smiled mischievously. "Wh--" you were cut off by a snowball launched right at your face.

Yeah...I can definitely see you two getting into a snowball fight.

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[rosewaterandivy]

fightin' to get better

modern!eddie x f!reader

summary: eddie does his damndest to get us out of the study to take a frickin' break.

a/n: My blog is 18 +, minors DNI; purely self-indulgent smut and prosaic idolatry here, my usual brand of filth.

🎶 ooh, let you slide up your hand, uh oh, let go all of my plans 🎶

Grad school could suck a dick. A whole bag of ‘em as far as you were concerned. The entirety of your summer had been taken up by this final class— a subject you loved, but far too much reading and work assigned for the condensed semester.

Eddie thought so too.

The man was quick to chime in when you’d had a glass of wine or two and finally extricated yourself from the front room you’d claimed as an office. Couldn’t understand how you would be complaining one minute and then the second he adds his two cents, you’re defending the professor in question.

But then again, you’d always been tender-hearted.

Which more than explained your penchant for collecting strays, present company excluded, naturally.

“That’s it,” he says, fingers working to peel the damp label from the beer bottle. “First thing tomorrow, I’m gettin’ on the horn with this so-called professor.”

“Eddieeee,” you whine, lips falling into a pout. “Don’t do that.”

He leans into it really playing it up, an eye roll and scoff combo, head inclining to rest on your shoulder as he falls on you dramatically.

“Can’t have my best girl pulling all-nighters every other week.”

His voice was softer, not laced with his typical jocular tone. The bright images of the screen dance across your faces in the cool room. Eddie settles against you, warm breath fanning across your chest and neck.

He can see the subtle dark hues beneath your eyes, hates the evidence of your sleepless nights spent in front of the computer, nose buried in a book.

“I know,” you rasp after a beat or two. “I’ll get better baby, I promise. S’just a few more weeks and then I’m army-crawling to the finish line.”

He cracks a smile, unable to hide his elation at your accomplishment— at you.

Eddie Munson and his genius girlfriend, who would’ve thought?

—

So it really shouldn’t be a surprise a week or two later when Eddie wanders into the study to find you up at all hours of the night. Again.

“Babe—”

“Jesus Christ!” You jolt in your chair, startled by the sound, and slowly swivel toward him. A deep breath once you realize who it is, eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room.

And, sure enough, your boyfriend is standing there wiping the sleep from his eyes, sporting his Suspiria sweats and looking entirely displeased.

“God Eds, make a noise! You’re like Ruth Gordon just standing there with a tannis root.”

He crosses his arms with a sign, ignoring your barb. Ruth Gordon, with her blue eye shadow and head scarf? Puh-leeze.

“You said you’d be ten minutes.”

You shudder at the timbre of his voice— raspy and low, hitting the sweet spot that sends heat rushing to your core.

“Shit, I’m sorry, babe.”

Glasses discarded and hair askew, you sigh catching the time and start to pack it in for the night.

Eddie is surprisingly quick for someone snatched from sleep and dreaming, he turns your chair away from the desk and fixes you with a look.

The penetrating kind, where he squints and tilts his head like he just can’t figure you out. And yeah, he’s never really understood academia or why the books you’ve had to buy are always so damn expensive. But he does his best to support you, reminds you to eat and sleep more than he’d like because you have the tendency of getting too caught up and distracted.

His gaze softens, “C’mere pretty girl.”

Eddie picks you up and throws you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, despite your protests. Smacks your ass for good measure.

“M’gonna fall!”

“No, you aren’t,” he tuts, “Such a drama queen.”

He barrels through the dark house only to deposit you in the dimly lit bathroom. A shaft of light eeks in from a partially opened closet door, candles flickering on countertops catching their reflections in the mirror.

Right side up again, you pause and take a look around. The bathtub is filling up, bubbles growing in soft peaks of foam, and a bath bomb fizzles away, painting the water in candy-colored hues.

There’s a glass of wine and another of ice water, sweating against the ledge of the tub. An iPad propped up in the corner, your favorite show cued up and ready to go.

“Baby,” you say, turning back to him, voice barely above a whisper. “What is all this?”

He takes a step toward you, the slightest inclination of his chin prompting your hands to rise above your head. Eddie’s nimble fingers find the hem of your shirt and tug it upwards, soft fabric brushing against your skin only to be kissed with damp heat.

“Jus’ wanna take care of you,” he says simply, quietly. As if he’d rather do nothing else.

“Oh.”

His fingers alight on the waist of your shorts, thumbs hooking in and pulling down.

“Hmm.” He says, kneeling in front of you, brow quirked and eyes seeking yours. “Feelin’ lucky today or—"

The heat rises in your chest and neck, hands flying to cover your face while he lazily peruses your bare form.

Not so much luck as it was sheer exhaustion that informed your sartorial choices and distinct lack of underwear today, but you’ll take what you can get.

His breath ghosts along your thighs, muscles tightening inadvertently, the coil in your stomach winding taut.

As you step out of the shorts, Eddie turns off the faucet and herds you back against the sink. A brief lift and you're sitting on the countertop, legs splayed, head falling against the cool mirror behind you.

Eddie buries his head between your legs, and smothers praises between your thighs.

Eddie's pretty sentimental with oral— kissing, kissing, kissing— can't stop his lips from meandering, can't stop his mouth from savoring. He noses against your slit, tongue darting out to taste. A low rumble ripped from his chest as the slick muscle works against your petaled heat, savoring the arousal gathered there.

He gets dizzy off it. Selfish for it. It all goes to his head— whimpers and moans falling from your candy-pink mouth, a prolonged whine of his name.

Left, then right, back over again. Drowsy roaming paths, curving and bending, pleased when you arch into his mouth, forever wanting more. Licks you for hours like you’re the last bit of sweetness in the world, savors it long and lazy and delicate.

"Sweetheart," he sighs, pulling away briefly. Lips ruddy and wet with your slick, smiling slow and dangerous, “You’re fucking delicious, baby.”

You moan on his clever tongue and the sloppy sounds he makes. He's always stunning— eager and devoted to the singular task of lapping at you like a starved man.

Two fingers twist inside before he turns them back and shoves them in his own mouth. He repeats this again and again, like pulling a secret from your body that only he’s allowed to enjoy.

“Yes,” he sighs, “Fuck yes. Fuck—mmm—"

It's as if you're on the precipice of a coming storm, pressure building, and rising, too, in your belly, as he works into your body, heavy-lidded and transfixed on your beautiful face. Deeper until you’re shaking, pulling your legs up over his shoulders, getting him closer, closer, closer.

Your toes curl.

"Eddie—"

You shatter like a splinter of lightning. It bursts across your skin—a bright, brief halo—before it’s gone, chased by the explosion of swollen clouds. He muffles a loud fuck! into the meat of your ass, while his fingers continue to corkscrew inside of you.

He's wet down to his wrist, coaxing vestiges of arousal from you, and rises to kiss your open, panting mouth, your exposed throat. Eddie's lips turned wicked and desperate when he asks, "Think you can gimme another one?"

Nodding dumbly, bath and freshly laundered sheets completely forgotten, you watch as he all but yanks you down further, ass now hanging off the countertop. Swings your legs over his shoulders and dives back in, your cunt now positively flooded due to his velvet tongue.

On the bright side, this all-nighter was exceedingly better than the one you had planned; you wouldn't have it any other way. Well played Eddie Munson.

Well played.

[ticklygiggles]

Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 10 - Cloak

Sa Dowon x Seol Beom | [N$FW]

A/N: we have a rare fandom today! These handsome boys are from manhwa "Full Volume"! If you guys haven't read that I'll recommend it to read it, it is n$fw though, like this fic! Enjoy!

"Woah, are we doing a roleplay?"

Beom nodded shyly as he showed his outfit to Dowon. He made sure to look extra arousing for his lover, carefully picking the right costume that would make Dowon's mouth water. 

"Are you a little slutty vampire?" Dowon purred, licking his lips and smirking.

Beom nodded again as he made his way to Dowon who was sitting in bed. "What do you think?" He asked, straddling Dowon's lap and encircling his arms around his neck. 

"What do I think?" Dowon asked, raising an eyebrow as he eyed Beom's outfit. 

A long black cloak fell behind him, the collar was high, almost at the level of his jaw. Under the cloak, his torso was bare and across his chest he had a pretty harness with a metal ring in the middle. It was tight around his plump chest and Dowon felt the urge to bite his flesh. 

Further down, past his plump hips, a small pair of black leather underwear clung to his body, showing all the edges and bulges of a growing erection. Beom smiled when Dowon's eyes lightened up at realizing that the underwear had a zipper that went from the front all the way back to the tailbone. 

Beom grinned mischievously and he grinded against Dowon, feeling him slowly starting to wake up down there. 

"So?"

"I love it. I want to eat you whole while wearing this."

Beom covered his mouth to muffled a moan as Down grabbed his waist and pulled him closer to him, his mouth just a breath away from hiss chest. If he reached out just a little bit, he would- 

"Aangh! A-Ah, Dowon, my n-nipple," he cried when Dowon closed his mouth around one of his erect nipples, his fingertips lightly tracing up his back, making him gasp and arch against him. 

"Yes, I love your nipples, Beom."

Beom moaned again, grinding harder against Dowon, but also trying to push him away. 

"W-We c-can't! Let me start the s-stream if you're going to-" 

"We'll do it late or some other day. Now hold your hands up here," Dowon said, gathering Beom's wrists between his hands and pushing them against his chest. "Don't move."

Beom whined, "D-Dowon, we shouldn't- w-what are you doing?"

Beom saw with dazed eyes how Dowon grabbed his cloak and started to wrap it around his upper body, successfully trapping his hands. Beom moaned when he was pushed to the bed and Dowon leaned down to kiss his stomach. 

Dowon made sure to suck and bite and lick every path of skin that had Beom shivering and moaning out his name and circling his hips, trying to find some friction for his poor cock. He kissed around Beom's belly button just how he liked, but the streamer was surprised when he suddenly felt Dowon's mouth closing against his navel. 

It didn't take long for him to feel Dowon's tongue poking him there. 

He giggled, jerking his hips. "N-No! S-stohop that! It's tihihicklish."

Beom felt his lover grinning against his skin. "Are you ticklish?" 

"Yehehes, Dohowon. S-so n-no mohohore! Eek! Ahahaha, nohoho!" 

Fingertips dragged up the muscles of his stomach. Dowon's touch was always gentle, but this time it was also lighter and it made Beom's skin prickle ticklishly. He giggled brightly and tried to stop Dowon's hands, but he was trapped, wrapped with his cloak like a burrito. 

"Why didn't I know you are ticklish, Beom? And very much so, I would say," Dowon said, nibbling the rim of Beom's belly button, making him shriek. 

"B-Behehecahause you wohohuld do thihihis- ahahaha, please not thehehere!"

"Of course I would do this, especially when someone here is really enjoying his tickles."

Beom's cheeks felt on fire. Of course he felt how the light touches and the attention on his belly button were doing wonders to his lower parts, but he blamed all to Dowon because he… well… he was Dowon! 

"Ahahahah, plehehease n-nohoho!" What was he thinking when he wore that damn cloak? "Dohohowon, Ihihi- ngh!" 

"Are you ticklish here too?" 

Beom threw his head back with loud laughter when he felt fingertips scribbling against the tip of his cock. He tried to close his legs, but Dowon was between them and he heard him chuckle. 

"I'll cuhuhum! Plehehease, Dohohowohon!" 

"Will you? Just because I'm tickling you? Oh, I would absolutely love to see that!" 

He really should have thought better before using that cloak...

[jayfortheday]

EEK ur inbox is open, can I request Vance Hopper dating HC?

All the best wishes - Melo 💕

Vance Hopper Dating HCs

Pairing: Vance Hopper x GN!Reader (romantic)

Word count: 394

Tags: fluffy, first kiss, confession, bullying, fighting, dates

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Vance definitely wasn’t the type of person that people thought would date anyone, much less someone like you

People definitely thought you were out of Vance’s league, which is why they were surprised to see you two together all the time, Vance himself especially 

Vance’s emotional issues have always held him back romantically, so he didn’t have any experience before you

You have to be vocal with him if you don’t like something or if he did something wrong because he literally has no real references for what he’s supposed to do

Most of his dates consist of taking you out for food or just hanging out at his house or the Grab N Go, he really just treats dates like normal hangouts

Vance is always afraid of getting mad over something that doesn’t warrant it, so if he feels himself getting angry, he’ll just step out and come back when he’s feeling better

He always says you’re the first good thing he’s had in a while and he’s really scared of losing you because of him acting stupid

Vance is always hanging around you, watching out for anyone who might give you trouble

One time, someone was bullying you as they pulled back their hand to hit you, Vance hopped in and almost broke their arm, but you intervened before he could

You told him that while you were grateful he stepped in, he didn’t have to hurt the kid that bad. He said he was sorry

Vance really likes physical touch, which surprised you because he’s usually really stand-offish

If you guys are ever hanging out, he’s touching you in some way if you’re comfortable with it, whether it’s holding your hand, his arm around your waist, or his arm hooked on yours

Since he was really scared of misreading your relationship, he wasn’t the one to initiate your first kiss

When the time came, you could tell he was too nervous to do it so you leaned up to him and kissed him

Ever since you had your first kiss, he kisses you all the time, it’s his favorite small way to show he loves you

Vance told you he loved you about 9 months into your relationship, a sentiment you happily reciprocated

Although Vance doesn't really say it, he can easily picture spending the rest of his life with you

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Even more HCs, y'all eating good tonight, fr I don't think I've had this many HC requests in a while, it's nice to get to do this kind of stuff :)

[stawpny]

New York, while shoving a ritz cracker into his mouth: did I punch him? hell yeah. Do I regret it? fuck no.

Gov, looking at him oddly: who did you punch?

California, concerned: aren’t you ceiliac..?

New York, still munching on the cracker : am I gluten free? hell yeah-

also New York, but with a southern accent, and still eating a cracker: but am I liberal pussy? fuck no.

-

anyways, I was bored

way for an introduction I guess

I jus thought of this while eating crackers

HEADCANNON TIMMEEE 😼

—

-Mass (when the little times he cooks) give York pieces of cheese or something like that. most of the time he just kinda throws it at him. you never know what the next thing is that he brings York.

- he loves doing southern accents to piss off the southerners.

- he eats things the wrong way to piss off his fellow NE states. EX: eating a cheese stick from the side.

- he loves to piss people off and then scurry away like he was never there, especially when people are cooking.

-speaking of cooking, I feel he would take bribes from his older brothers and go out into the kitchen to distract the person cooking so they could steal food from them. like he would say something really fucking stupid or ask the state something about their history. it sometimes works. onky sometimes

-he likes to make matching bracelets but especially likes receiving them from Cal or anyone really.

-calls Illinois “deep dish” and Illinois calls him “thin crust” (idk if this is cannon or not I js like the idea )

-he is very rat-like (obvi) he will steal something from you and never give it back. he has a shelf full of silly little trinkets that he steals from people. not really much important, just like bottle caps or random things.

-New York is the moon and Cal is the sun. (gay)

(also, I don’t think york is gluten intolerant but like I wanted to do it bc it was funny in my head)

-

eek

ily guys

I hope u liked these

I’ll do more soon, I pinky promise.

:D

[olives-and-sunshine]

Steve x GN Reader w/ Chronic Pain

Word Count: 467

Summary: Steve helps and comforts you when you wake up with more pain than usual. Pure fluff and comfort.

Warnings: Chronic Pain, Gender and physical attributes aren’t mentioned, (I think that's it, please let me know if I missed anything) A/N: This is based on my own chronic pain experience, but I tried to write it very generally. I wrote the reader’s relationship with Steve as romantic, however, it could also be read as a really affectionate platonic relationship or queer-platonic relationship. (I think. I tried.) This is one of the first things I have written in years, and the first piece of writing I have ever posted so... eek.

The warm sunlight from the window hit your face as your eyes fluttered awake. As you came into consciousness you smiled, feeling Steve’s arm around you. As you went to shift in the bed to face him, you suddenly felt the pain. Hitting you like a ton of rocks, you felt stiff and weighed down into the bed, everything sore and aching. You weren’t entirely sure that your foot wasn’t completely numb. You instantly know it’s going to be one of those days.

As you turned to lay on your back you groaned, the pain getting the better of you for a second. Steve lifted his head slightly from the crook of your neck, opening his eyes slightly.

“Are you ok?” He muttered softly.

“Yeah, just fine,” you tried to whisper, but your voice was raspy.

“Liar,” He said without any malice. He pulled away and moved so he was looking down at you, perching his head on his hand. “Is it one of those mornings?”

You look away from the ceiling to look at him, basking in the morning light, simply nodding. Steve runs his hand through your hair before kissing your forehead briefly. He pulled away and got out of bed. “I’ll be right back.”

You looked at him and tried to get up before falling back down on the bed, feeling too heavy to move. He moved to sit next to you, gently grabbing your hand. “Hey, just sit tight for a second, ok? I’m going to get you some tea and meds. Is it a heating pack or ice pack kinda day?” He asked, gently rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.

Your heart can’t help but melt. In all the time you have known each other, he has always been gentle and understanding with you. It took him a little while to understand what was happening and what you needed, but he eventually memorized all the signs. And every time they pop up, he showers you with so much love and care that you’re unsure if you can take it. It can be overwhelming sometimes to have someone take care of you like that. To have someone be so attentive to your condition. However, despite the overwhelming emotions of love, it’s still so amazing. You wish this feeling would never go away. Your face broke into a soft smile, “Heat, please.”

“Great, I’ll be right back, then. I’ll also bring a snack for you. You want to stretch after you eat and then use the heating pad for a bit?”

“That’ll be great. Thank you.”

He kissed your forehead again before getting up and walking to the door.

“Hey, Steve?”

He turned around and smiled gently at you, lingering in the doorway. “Yes?”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

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[dunnswrld]

brainrot incoming....imagine while they're traveling they obvi eat out alot and go to many restaurants where they find reader a bartender/server and they can't help but fight over who can talk to you more...yk?

THIS EEK! also ik i didnt include wee man and preston it’s just that im not really requested to do them so i just wrote for the main people im requested to do.

all the guys went to hooters just to film random stuff they did. the whole idea was just to make themselves look like fools in front of pretty girls.

while they waited for their waitress steve-o might snort salt and pepper and have to hold back throwing up cause he really didn’t want to embarrass himself in a hooters. his red face and closed mouth gagging had the whole table laughing. rick of course filming steve-o on a smaller camera.

all the guys were being loud and rowdy like usual, johnny’s laugh booming through the restaurant as other customers looked at their table with a annoyed expression. 

rick was smiling because they were actually getting good footage, he thought the idea of filming in a restaurant would be bad because of many factors but it was going really well surprisingly.

but that idea went down the drain as soon as you walked up to their table.

“hi boys im yn and ill be your waitress today. can i get you guys started with any drinks?”

your orange shorts and practically skin tight top had every guy at the table fall silent and just admire you, everyone but rick and jeff of course. only because they knew how to keep it in their pants

“ill take a miller light.”

“yeah ill have the same thank you.”

the rest of the guys watched closely as you scribbled down their drinks, they were taking in how nice your hair was, how smooth your skin looked, and how lovely your sweet smile was.

“anything for you guys?”

all the boys began to stammer until bam- the youngest out of all them- spoke up over all the mumbling sentences being spoke.

“ill have a rootbeer.”

“cant handle the real thing yet?”

“uh- no ma’am.”

half the table couldn’t help but laugh at bam’s sudden manners, ma’am? he had barely just met you and he was already whipped.

“yeah he’s just a baby. only 20! so he legally can’t have any, sucks right? but anyway im actually 23 and will have a beer.”

bam kicked ryans leg from under the table for ratting him out that he was only 20. the kick caused the silverware on the table to jump up. ryan trying to keep the best poker face infront of you as he could, getting kicked in the was a very tough kind of pain.

“ill have a beer too.”

a very smiley chris said as he looked over others at the table to see you. his smile reminded you of a kid in a candy store so you couldnt help but give him a small nod with a smile.

“one beer for mr smiley.”

you said earning a giggle from chris, his cheeks flushed a red.

“are you on the menu?”

you looked up from your notepad to see the boy with the buzzcut make the silly pick up line that earned several scoffs from his friends at the table.

“unfortunately not, but beers are.”

“yeah that’ll do too.”

you then looked up from your notepad after writing the last guys order signaling you were ready for the next orders.

“i’ll have just a beer sweetheart.”

“just a beer for the cowboy got it.”

johnny couldn’t help but laugh, he was glad such a pretty girl like you had a sense of humor.

“two beers for us please.”

you looked over at the blonde man who had just spoke, a brown haired boy next to him. the brown haired boy didn’t look a day over 19 and his rosey pink cheeks didn’t help that factor.

“what year were you born in sir?”

“uh- me?”

“yes you, you don’t look a day over 19.”

“‘76 miss.”

“you sure got a baby face for being 26.”

you trusted the boy and wrote yet another order of beers. and when you looked up from your note pad you saw the whole tables eyes on you, other than the nice two gentlemen who ordered first.

“well i’ll make sure they get those out for you boys quickly.”

a rush of thank yous was heard from the table, each boy wanted to be the first to say it to you but instead they all said it in union together.

when you walked away rick and jeff quickly hursted out laughing. the rest of the table knowing exactly why they were laughing and rolled their eyes at them.

“you- you guys were like a bunch of vultures circling their pray but except being vultures you all are virgins!” 

jeff said in between laughs, his sentence only making rick laugh even harder than he was before.

“im so glad i got that on camera!”

[sphericaldice]

Slow and Steady

Loosely Inspired by an ancient Pkm Kink Meme prompt:'Dawn/Barry, premature ejaculation and Barry being embarrassed/guilty because this time he wanted to finish last.'

Written during my JunHika fixation in January. This fic is a lemon. 

Or read it on Ao3

“Oh did you..?” Hikari began, between hard breathes.

“Uh yea.” Jun answered the half asked question. The straw-blond teen then rolled over and swung his legs over the side of Hikari’s small bed. “I’m Sorry.” He added, in barely a whisper, and shrunk away from her, hanging his head. "I thought I could do this right but I was wrong. It’s okay if you uh. Don’t want to do anything with me ever again.”

Hikari sat up and met him, wrapping her arms around her boyfriend from behind, her bare breasts were pressed against his back.

“Jun,” She sighed the name lovingly , “I’d never want that, being with you is wonderful. Even if you are a bit…”

“Fast?” He finished the observation for her. It was less ignominious when he didn't have to hear her say it out loud. “I know. I feel really crummy about it. Thought third time would be the charm.” All his life Jun had always bragged about being “The Fastest Kid in Twinleaf Town”. The quickest eater, the speediest runner, the most efficient trainer, the nimblest bather . But things were different when it came to being with Hikari, making the girl he loved feel good. For once he wanted to finish last, and he just couldn't seem to pull it off. But maybe there was something he could do to at least make her finish at all.

“‘The Fastest in Twinleaf Town’” Hikari teased.

Jun couldn’t help but laugh along too, “That’s me" he sighed.

Hikari nuzzled his neck like a needy Glameow, tickling the boy’s skin with her messy, prussian blue hair that had come loose of it’s scrunchie. “You know, I still want you.” she hinted.

“Well if you’ll have me, there is something I’ve been wanting to try, something I saw in a video once.”

Hikari straightened up, intrigued. “A video?” She replied, raising an eyebrow, “Was it that crazy girl from Goldenrod? I don't know if I’m ready for any of that stuff-”

“Hikari.” Jun interrupted, looking the girl of his dreams straight in the eyes, “I want to eat your pussy.”

“Oh!” The girl exclaimed, almost falling off the bed. “A-Are you sure?”

“Oh definitely. Would you let me? I hear it feels dynomite.”

Hikari played with a lock of hair anxiously, before answering, “I’m open to it…Yes.” “Jackpot!” Jun exclaimed, “I won't let you down.”

“Oh Jun…” Hikari pulled her boyfriend close in a hug and allowed him to lay her down gently on her back. Her legs were bent and her hands rested on either side of her head in semi-fists.

Jun positioned himself between her legs and leaned over his beloved. He started with a kiss on the mouth, thyen one on the neck. He crept down to her slight breasts, planting a kiss on each of them before making his way to her stomach and finally her smooth thighs. He picked the left one, planting kiss after kiss, descending until-

“Wait!” Without warning Hikari clamped her knees together, squeezing Jun’s neck with her legs.

“Whoa, man, you’re gonna choke me!”

“Sorry, sorry” she appologised, “It’s just…Doesn't it smell?”

“It’s nothing too bad, I kinda like it.” The boy admitted.

“Okay, okay. Continue.”

Jun prepared to lick her neglected lower right thigh when Hikari yelled again.

“Wait!”

“Yea?”

“Is it…too hairy?” She asked bashfully.

“No, it’s beautiful.”

“Eek!” Hikari shrieked like a startled Cleffa. “You’re embarrassing me!”

“Just being honest. You want me to stop?”

“Ah, no. I’m nervous and a little embarrassed but so far it feels nice…” She confessed sheepishly, her cheeks flushed. “Please keep going.”

“As you wish, princess.”

He kissed her slit gently, then again. Hikari exhaled softly and closed her eyes. ‘I think she likes it’, Jun thought, ‘Maybe I should go faster.’ He darted his tongue in to her opening.

“Ow!” Yelped Hikari.

“Ow?”

“You’re doing good but you need to slow down, it’s pretty sensitive down there.”

“Slow and steady, huh.” He briefly imagined his great, lumbering Torterra, then shook the image away. Not exactly what he wanted to be thinking about while he did this, but the right idea was there. Slowly, gingerly, he began to lap at her opening before gradually inserting his eager tongue.

Hikari squealed and groaned as Jun performed, consumed with pleasure. “Jun…Jun…” She sounded like an angel to him, when she moaned his name. He ate her greedily, exploring her every fold with his mouth, taking his time, savouring her taste and her sweet song.

“Jun…” Hikari spoke pleadingly now, “I think…I’m about to…Eek!”

Once his girlfriend had finished, he sprung up and kissed her mouth excitedly. “Good girl” he moaned into her mouth.

“Oh wow,” Hikari laughed, after they’d separated, a string of fluid still between their lips “I sure taste weird.”

“Nah, it’s cool,” Jun chuckled, “You were so wonderful.”

Hikari threw her arms around him “No you!”

“I may not have been last this time, but I’d say The Fastest Kid in Twinleaf Town did pretty good at pleasing his girl”

“Yea,” replied Hikari, “And we didn’t wake my mom this time!”

[clandestine-j]

MY BRINGERTON HOT TAKE

which isn’t really all of that hot. I’m going to sum up a little but i want to cover it all-ish. i really want to talk about polin but i don’t want to make a bunch of post so i’m going to toss everything into one. 

Season 1: I really liked it. I liked the subplots of this season better. I did like Simon & Daphne...aside from that one ugh scene that I had to FIGHT so many people about because they didn’t believe it. I can only remember Simon’s speech to The Queen as a stand-out relationship moment but the flirting was cute and all. 

Season 2: I liked the main couple better but the side plots of season 1 more. I’m glad I wasn’t on social media when season 2 first dropped because it would’ve been a headache. I know people saw Kate & Anthony got less time together BUT I remember them so much more and I can re-call various of scenes with them more than I can our S1 couple. The bee string with Kate, Anthony telling her to tell him no before Daphne came in, the game of pall mall and etc, I just felt more for the couple. 

Side note, also viewing S2, I like Daphne more as a side character who gives advice than a main lead. 

I’ll agree Kate should’ve gotten some more depth added by the end but I wasn’t unhappy (I didn’t even realize this was an issue until I joined fandom stuff because I just loved her so....)

All I’m going to say about Edwina is she’s not some evil bitch. Home girl is out here fighting in the streets but I liked her and I don’t mind ep 6 being mostly about her because LMAO SHE was the one getting married. SHE was the one who trusted her sister. SHE was the one who watched her sister and fiancé making love to each other standing at the alter. SHE was the one who found about the money last, SHE’s the one who was told there weren’t anymore secrets. 

So, yeah.  

Onto the meat of my topic! POLIN, it’s under a read more because there will be some book spoilers. 

I feel like I need to address a few things first. 

I know all of the characters in the show and in the book are mainly rich, privileged, spoiled, entitled people. I know most of their problems will be first world problems. I’ve accepted it that, I’ve accepted that I’ll have to relate the character flaws and ‘whinying’ and I say this, because it ties into my post overall but i’m going to roll my eyes if a rich character feels listless compared to their family because, well, this rich person is human and being rich doesn’t prevent them from feeling. 

TV POLIN:

Honestly, I’m here for it. I’m going to eat, no crumbs left. I can do friends to lovers. I got all of those ‘OOF’ feelings whenever Colin would say something sweet to Pen and then follow it up with “HEY BESTIE!” I like how Penelope is all heart eyes in a romantic way and Colin is heart eyes like ‘i love my little sis so much’

so, Pen as LW in the show is MILES extra than what she did as LW in the books. I was EEK. I’ll admit, ya girl doesn’t know how she’s gonna comeback from this. I mean, her apologizing, telling the Bridgeton family and etc all has to happen but I’m scared for her to come out as LW.  It’s life or death. In the books, that C girl finds out and they do whole reveal but with the Queen in it....hmm...maybe...they let the Queen in on it? Let her do the reveal, maybe she’ll be impressed that it was PEN of all of people who did it. Idk, I’m here for the romance. 

So for the romance. I don’t know how Colin & Pen will handle LW, so I won’t touch but this is what I will touch. HOT TAKE. DON’T HATE ME.

While Colin does need to say sorry and prove he’s sorry, I can’t do an entire season of him groveling at her feet while she plays hard to get. I say this because, while Colin was tactless and etc, I do get where he was coming from when he did it in two ways, one, the peer pressure and drinking with the guys and etc! But even more than that (two) as of right now, he really wouldn’t dream of courting of her. I think I took that scene in...is based off my real life, growing up, I had a guy bff and everyone would hit me with you like him and all and I’d be like NO, that’s my BFF. 

It’s obvious to see that Colin DOES care about Penelope, he values her, he looks out for her, he’s open in a way with her that he isn’t with his own family. I don’t think he meant it in a mean way but in his mind, they’re asking him about his bff, someone who could be like a little sister to him. I don’t think what he said is worth making him grovel for half a season. He does love Pen, just not in the way we want.

I think what I would like, is Colin starting look at Pen in the way society would sort of look at her. He isn’t supposed to be as comfortable he is with Pen, how he treats her like friend, how he doesn’t really dance/talk with other women outside his family. How, in his mind, saying what he said is harmless because everyone knows that they’re good friends but the issue is, men and woman *aren’t* really suppose to be friends in this era, at least until they reach a certain age. I’d like someone, like Violet or Daph or even Fran to have that talk with him. And maybe once he starts looking at her through that lens, he starts seeing her as a *woman* and not as Pen. 

I’d even like an episode or something of him, maybe, possibly, for whatever reason of him helping Pen find a boo and just harshly inspecting them all and he’s complaining about it at the breakfast table and everyone is gets it and just giggles and laughs at him.

OR 

Maybe a scene where someone is talking about the different types of loves, the different ways it can hit you and as the scene is going on and that person is talking to Colin or around, he see’s Pen and what they describe truly hit home for him and he starts to get it. And then he freaks out and panics and is like OHSHITIMINLOVEWITHPEN and he’s running around, freaking OUT. 

I’d like some real courting. It was too rushed in the books. This is a TV series so, give me the courting. Give me starting to court and taking a bet on how long it’ll take everyone to figure it out. 

Onto my next bit, which is more book related. Julia rushed Colin’s emotional journey too much. Which hurts me because I liked that! I like a guy from his period being that in touch with his emotions. Which leads me to my next point, I get it. He’s a white boy with money and is entitled. He’s liked by everyone and compared to Pen he has a lot going on. AND STILL.

The scene in which he’s being open and vulnerable, trusting her and she shits on it. Don’t get me wrong, I understand why she’s saying it, it’s just that it was resolved too easily for me. He doesn’t matter if he didn’t love her, it doesn’t matter if he’s more well liked. When you’re being open with someone and they shit on your feelings right after, when you’re putting your trust in them, that hurts. 

Which leads me too, I hope the show goes more in depth on that emotional journey. All aspects. Does he feel like he can’t go to his older brothers? Does he feel like he can’t be open with them like he was with Pen because on some level he knows it’s a petty problem (which, I don’t think it is, it’s a human thing.), is he scared of getting the same reason. How does their father’s death impact him? (And all of the siblings honestly.) In the books, there’s a throw away when he says he isn’t tall and brooding. It shows what type of person he thinks women are into and that he doesn’t see himself that way so he’s putting himself down. Why does it bother him to be known as charming fool and why would Pen see that as a compliment? (In the books, he mentions whistle down saying he was charming and it made him feel some type of way because is that *all* he is, is that the only way people see him.) I just think a few of things could be used in the show to go a little deeper into Colin, because compared to Pen, he hasn’t had that deep dive yet. 

And to transition to home girl, it’s funny, they don’t communicate GREAT as in not yelling but I like in the books they tend to get the problems out, right the and there. It might translate differently to the scene but I like the no-nonsense stuff. 

And to say, my girl Pen gives at good as she gets when given the chance. In the book and we’ve seen this in the show. I think Penelope needs to work on ownership most of all. In the books, LW wasn’t a big deal, LW wasn’t horrible and picked on mean people. In that sense, her being LW isn’t that big, but the SHOW OH BOY THE SHOW. 

Guys. Home girl fucked up. I’m rooting for home girl but she fucked up. 

[cherryjuiceblues]

Hiiii bestie (eek!) 🙈🥹💌

You were wondering about me?! That’s so nice 🥺🥺🥺

I know I must sound insane but no one has ever used the word “clever” in reference to me, so idek what to do with that. Thank you.

Also so cute that you put an a/n that the end of part 3 isn’t meant to be scary because I was so scared and then you calmed my fears with that little note 🥺

I’m so excited for the next part. I’m content to live in your brain. I wish I could write like you so I never had to leave these worlds. I would just write and write and write.

Is Harry planning on playing with edging? What’re your thoughts on collars? Yay/nay? I’m still literally so excited that you wanted to incorporate my suggestion about tickling, I’m bouncing in my seat 😭😵‍💫

I love how much Harry smiles at her. That he’s so delightfully amused with her every action, seeing right through her. I love when he smiles into her/against her skin when he does something that makes her gasp or moan or jolt. I love when he calls her “little one” or “little thing”. I love that she makes him a little weak. That she softens him. That’s how you know he’s falling for her…Is y/n aware at this point that she has feelings for him too?

I could see him taking her to a sex shop at some point to see what toys she would pick out and her being really bashful about it. Way down the line (maybe a blurb) considering the bullet vibrator had her blushing. But if that’s super lame forget I said anything.

Maybe another blurb idea, he takes her on a luxury vacation, and she’s sooo adorable the way she is moony-eyed at all the beautiful places they go? Like the views and the delicious foods and the little bakeries and their confections? She would just be wonderstruck. I feel like he wouldn’t even see anything around them; he would be watching her the entire time. I could see them laying in the sand at night when it’s dark and lit only by the moon, and her laying on top of him, kissing and loving on one another. Eskimo kisses. Nosing each other.

I also see her as someone who when she’s very concentrated and focused, that the tip of her tongue peaks out the corner of her mouth while she makes tiny little breathy grunts (I.e. when she’s trying to take his trousers off while holding her bare self). She would be awfully cute I think. And Harry would debate having to interrupt her for a second because she’s so cute.

Also I can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this before but the part where she comes off ungrateful… literally perfection. How did you think to include this? Because I do this too and when someone points it out I feel so so so so so so guilty and am like no no no no I promise I’m grateful. So real 🥺

Harry pretending to go for her jugular and her squealing and pressing against his body weight in vain 😵‍💫 playful, playful, playful boy. And him looking charmingly youthful after just having woken her up, and her seeing this glimpse of his younger teenage self in the look on his face. Unph🥺 I would love it if when she meets Anne, she tells some cheeky stories about Harry growing up. That might have him blushing a bit. I bet Y/N would eat that up too.

Her storming off to get dressed after he asks if she’s gonna drop her towel 🤭

Just some other favorite things:

Y/N giggles, fruit bulging in her cheeks as she covers her mouth with her hand. “Have—” she swallows, “—relations with? Were you born in 1954?” —This has me permanently giggling. How cute of her. Like she unknowing and out of nowhere teases him and it’s just darling???

“Hm, make you a nice dinner? Make you laugh all bright and bubbly? Make you—”

“Make me come!”

“Ohhh,” he smiles, “how silly of me.” He’s incorrigible.

Harry laughs, “That,” he emphasises, “is something you’ll have to put up with, darling. S’fun to play with you—watch you silently suffer. Promise it won’t be all the time. If only you’d just asked for what you wanted.”

Thank you for your kindness. Until next time.

-💌

hi bestie 😁😁😁 !!! 🫶

edging can definitely be incorporated !! i think edging and overstimulation would be things that harry would want to train y/n for, because she’s so sensitive. she’d be easily overwhelmed and it would take time i think. but harry definitely loves edging. he does it to himself a lot and he knows it always feels good so why wouldn’t he want y/n to feel like that? he’s a pleasure dom for sureee

collars are a definite yay ! i could see them both enjoying a little personalised Harry or Daddy collar very much. he’d put it on y/n and stand behind her in a mirror 🤕🤕🤕 and then……. do stuff 😁 ask her who she belongs to whilst he pushes her back against his chest by her collarbones 😵‍💫

y/n is definitely aware that her feelings are developing. it will be touched on a lot more in part 4 !! but she’s very scared about it ☹️ because fear of unrequited love and humiliation is enough to make her swallow it all down 💔

sex shop would 100% happen at some point omg !!!!!! y/n would be so intimidated but would definitely have butterflies in her tummy the entire time 😣 and harry would have his hand on her lower back for as long as they’re in there. he’d explain what everything is and tell her what his personal favourites are just to rile her up. and then he tells her to pick whatever she wants out and they go home and try it immediately 🤕

and a little holiday extra is already very much planned !! :D

I could see them laying in the sand at night when it's dark and lit only by the moon, and her laying on top of him, kissing and loving on one another. Eskimo kisses. Nosing each other.

this is so special bestie 🥹 i’ll definitely be writing this in.

the ungrateful thing just came naturally to me !!!! i can struggle to have a filter sometimes and my tone can come across rude when i really don’t mean it to. and i felt y/n would be a bit like that too. especially when she’s comfortable like she is with harry. and he didn’t even flinch which is just the perfect reaction 🤕

thank u for sending in again. it’s so kind to read how my words make u feel. so surreal but so lovely <3 all the love for u 🩷