#UGH THIS IS SO SWEET I'M GONNA CRY

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

Not sure if there's a limit on requests but I would love to see the circus troup and Ciel, Edward and Alois getting a hand made blanket from their s/o. Crochet or quilting as I do both. Getting to make and give gifts like that is one of my favorite things to do!

aaaaa there's no limit on how many you can send! but I did only do Alois, Ciel, and Edward for this one, because even a reaction style like I did, the limit is ten characters haha. pls feel free to send in the same thing for the circus babes when requests open again!

super side note I'm also a crocheter and I totally get it~ I've made a couple hats for my boss and I'm working on my first blanket! (I'm a lil slow but XD)

Oh, it’s — wait, it’s for him?? They’re not just showing off their work to him? Honestly, he would have been fine and just as impressed with his S/O letting him fawn over it for a bit. But… it’s his. They made it for him. There’s not one single, solitary moment in his life that he’s felt like someone cared about him, and suddenly… he’s feeling that in abundance. Nobody’s done anything like this for him before. (Name) loves him enough that they actually made something, by themself, by hand, specifically so they could give it to him. As soon as he processes all of that, he might actually cry. He can’t believe someone (and someone he deeply loves) poured so much time and effort into something for him. Of course, he’ll try feverishly to play it off or act like it really isn’t a big deal. However, his S/O is probably going to sleep in the same bed as him, right? So they’ll get to see firsthand how much he loves it; he uses that blanket every night, cuddling up with them, drowsily thanking them, and mumbling that loves them. Who knows? Maybe he’ll have to learn how to make something like this for them in thanks! Until he does, he’s content to just enjoy it and share it with them.

Well, that’s a nice gift… he was thinking about getting something like that for them. They could always share it. Somehow, he completely misses the fact that they didn’t buy it, they made it. He just expects presents which are bought, because that’s what people usually give him. As impersonal as some of those things are, the last time he got anything handmade was… a very long time ago. So long ago that he doesn’t even remember what it was. So when his S/O tells him that this blanket is something that they made for him, he’s stunned. It’s not something he expected. He just… doesn’t quite understand at first? Why would they go to all that trouble, when they could just go out and buy a blanket? It’s not really that he’s missing the point. It simply catches him off guard. Then he thinks more about it. The fact that they spent hours, days, weeks, maybe months making it… they spent time and work on something for him. To him, time is more precious than money; meaning a gift like this means more to him than he particularly wants to show. He’s actually careful not to use it so much that he wears it out. This blanket is only for special occasions, only used for cuddling with (Name), when he’s sick, or when he’s incredibly emotional. It… makes him feel better.

Goodness, how lovely. Did they really make this? It looks like they put a lot of work into it! Even if it’s not perfect, he doesn’t really care about that. It’s perfect to him, because it’s something his darling (Name) created. Much like Ciel (and you’d be pulling teeth to get him to admit any similarities), Edward isn’t necessarily accustomed to receiving handmade gifts like this. Most of the things his family or past partners have given him are store-bought, which of course isn’t bad, but… it’s sort of flattering, that his S/O wanted to put a lot of their time into making something for him. As far as he’s concerned, it’s the same as someone baking a cake for him — they did it to make him happy, because they thought he’d like it, and they spent a lot of time on it. He admires it for a good long while, perhaps even being a bit silly and briefly wrapping himself up in it. Then he smiles as he stores it away in the bedroom, ready to be used. While it’s not one that he uses every night, he wants to use it since they made it for him. Maybe every other night? It was made to be used, after all. And it’s very comfortable. Perhaps if he keeps it in good condition, it will last for a long, long time.

[delphi-dreamin]

Random HC's of Solomon and You

He stays up with you and you have lengthy discussions about anything and everything. He is awed by the amount of things you know. He also loves just hearing you speak about your passions

You draw and write?? He will absolutely love admiring your creative works.

Sometimes he just catches himself staring at you instead of gazing at the night sky. You've captivated him.far.more than the stars ever could.

He loves to help you in anyway he can

He would love for you to touch him.

Kisses, caresses, love bites he likes it all. He'll also give back double what you give him.

Run out of something of forgot something at the store? No problem give him a few minutes and he can conjure it up.

He will love watching movies with you

You like reading perfect curl up beside him so he can cuddle you

He will tease you(affectionately)

Wait...you have cats? He loves cats!! He'll love your dog too but he definitely will be playing with your cats.

As far as his potential as a lover. You will never want. He will give you what you desire and then some.

Randomly find yourself bored Solomon smirks as he carries you off to the bedroom.

Sometimes he randomly surprises you with sex out of nowhere.

He is open minded and will be willing to try whatever you like as long as it pleases you. Because that is his top priority.

He gives you cute names of endearment

He will soothe you to sleep with his voice is you ever have trouble

He would pamper the hell out of you this man is down bad for you and be hopes you are too because he loves you so very much.

Hold up, hold up...I need a minute...

[nc-vb]

y-y'all... we just got home from Toronto... we were there for 40 minutes to do our business and buy take out... we left at noon. it's now 630pm.

[the-cooler-king]

It's really, really sweet to notice when he talks to me like I talk to him. Like super sweet.

[whoskimii]

UGH ovulation week request where gojo teases you for being a crybaby in bed (he totally thinks it’s cute tho) 🤤🤤

ovulation week is making everyone feral frfr. hope you'll like it!

⋆౨ৎ˚ notes > satoru x you. it's literally just nasty shit hehe :) he's a cocky asshole as always. tell me if i missed anything!! ^^ ౨ৎ warning : you may have butterflies in your belly while reading this!! 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

you were overwhelmed. you didn't even know what to concentrate on. everything was happening so fast and you were feeling so so good you felt like you could cry. "oh, 'toru," you whimpered. "i can't..."

satoru chuckled quietly and continued sucking on your soft neck, your comforting scent blurring his senses. "what do you mean, you can't ? 'course you can, sweet girl..." he punctuated his words with a harsh thrust, grazing that gummy little spot deep inside you that made you see stars.

you clenched around him, head rolling back against the plushy pillow behind you. "look at you... you're a good girl, you can take it." satoru whispered, grabbing your left ankle to hook your leg around his hip.

"please, 'toru, s'too much..." you whined. "too much ? we've barely started, baby." he continued giving shallow thrusts, enough to make you feel good but not enough for you to cum.

between his lips around your nipple, his middle finger toying with your clit lazily and his cock inside you, you choked on your own saliva. "aw, what is it, pretty girl ?" he gently cooed. "i can't..." you closed your pretty eyes, too overwhelmed.

satoru's fingers left your clit to grab your chin. "hey, keep those eyes on me," he instructed. "no looking away shit." as your eyes fluttered open, although with difficulty, you whined softly.

your boyfriend hummed in approval. his eyes shifted to where you were connected. he watched shamelessly, staring at himself disappear inside you. "look at her, she's taking me so well... what a big girl." you clenched around him as he referred to your cute little dripping core as an individual.

his hand lifted to grip the headboard, using it as leverage. he glanced down at you, bright sky blue eyes settling on your pretty face. the tip of your nose was pink from sniffling so much. "aw, you're so cute... what's wrong, baby ? thought you could handle me." you mewled softly, tears rolling down the sides of your eyes. "feels so good, 'toru..." you babbled.

satoru chuckled. "aw, yeah ? i know." he hummed cockily. "d'you think— shit, baby..." his forehead fell on your shoulder as you clenched around him tighter than before. "keep that up and i'll cum... but that's what you want, mhm ? and she wants that too, huh ?"

he continued thrusting into you but stopped speaking to be able to listen to the squelching sounds your pussy made. "yeah, that's what i thought... she's eager, huh ?" you sniffled and your hand found his sweaty strands. "you barely fit inside..." you babbled, which caused satoru's ego to swell. even more. "mhm, already know that. can you tell me something i don't know ?"

"you're an asshole..." you mumbled, sniffling. "aw ? that so ?" he gave a harsh thrust. your back arched and you moaned. "that so ?" he repeated. you shook your head vigorously. "that's it. good girl." your bottom lip got caught between your teeth. "'toru, m'gonna come..."

"yeah ? you gonna be a good girl and cum f'me ?" you nodded quickly. "oh, 'toru, m'coming, m'coming—" your sentence ended by a moan as you came, clenching around him. "theeeere you go, baby, that's it..."

satoru sighed as he drove himself into you over and over again, almost there himself. "i'm right behind you, love..." he peppered kisses all over your jawline, gently shushing your little cries. "shh, you're okay, you're okay..."

when satoru came, he groaned and hid his face in your shoulder. "fuck, yeah, c'mon, c'mon... awww..." you gasped softly as he spilled himself inside you.

he sighed heavily and rolled onto his back. "see ? wasn't that bad, baby..." his index lazily brushed against your slippery folds, gathering your combined fluids. he lifted his hand, holding it up as the light made his fingers glisten. "look at that. it's us, baby..." he kissed your neck and smothered the juices over your lips. "c'mon, taste us..."

as you whimpered at the intoxicating taste, satoru smiled. "y'up for round two, beautiful ?"

oh, definitely.

aughh i want himmMM

⋆˚࿔ kimi 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

[alastor-simp]

Returning The Favor - Alastor x Sick Female Reader

❥Summary: Alastor was finally rid of his sickness, however, you contracted it due to taking care of him when he was ill. Now you lay in your bed, hoping to recover soon, until someone teleported inside your room.

❥Tags: Sick reader, alastor takes care of sick reader, sequel, female reader, fluff, fluff and romance, taking care of someone sick

❥Notes: This is a sequel to my other story Sickly Deer. Hope you guys enjoy it.

✦Your Bedroom✦

"Achoo! Ugh this sucks." Your hand reached for a tissue on your bed counter, wiping your runny nose. It had been a few days since you took care of Alastor when he was bedridden with his sickness. He was stubborn in the beginning, but after his fainting spell in the hallway and you bringing him in his room, he allowed you to do so. It was nice that he was opening himself a bit to you, letting you take care of him, since he barely allowed anyone to see that part of him. He recovered quickly and he was back to his radio demon self. However, the next day from his recovery, you had felt feverish and woozy the minute you woke up in bed. "Great, now I'm sick" were your first thoughts, as you slowly grabbed your phone, making sure to shoot Charlie a text, letting her know you were sick. The response you got back was emoji crying faces and a bunch of kind messages saying "FEEL BETTER SOON!" and "GET LOTS OF REST!!". Heh, she was so sweet.

You were glad you had some stuff in your room to prepare you for your cold, as you put on a face mask to prevent spreading it to others if they came into your room. Sneezing again, you reached for another tissue and blew your nose, throwing the gross tissue in the bin next to you. The gross sick feeling was bothersome, it felt like your body was being held down by a bunch of weights while changing your temperature from scorching hot to bitter cold. Adjusting your body, you leaned on your side, face smushed into the pillow, hoping your body was tired enough to allow you to fall asleep. Shutting your eyes, you tried to relax. Sounds of static penetrated in the air, making you open your eyes slowly, seeing a certain red-headed demon in your room.

"Ohh Y/N! You look an absolute mess." Alastor spoke in a mocking tone, as he bent down to peer at you. "Haha, very funny Al." you returned a mocking tone back to him, as you raised your middle finger up at him. "Now now, my dear, it was a mere joke, no need for unpleasantries." Alastors smile turned apologetic as he walked closer to your bed. Setting his microphone down, he turned to sit on the bed, angling his body to look at yours. The both of you continued to stare at each other, as small sounds of static continued to emit from him. Slowly raising his hand, he removed his glove, allowing you to see his darken skin and nails. He moved to place it on your forehead, appearing to check for a fever. "How are you feeling?" His voice contained no static, speaking in his true voice. You smiled behind the mask, saying you were okay and not to worry. His crimson eyes were kind as he stared at you, continuing to rub your head with his hand. "Your hand is cold. Feels nice" He let out a small chuckle, smiling wider at you.

He soon removed his hand from your head, making you feel a bit sad, but you knew he was a busy man, so it was nice that he dropped by to see you. It turns out you were wrong when you heard the loud snap of his fingers. A small cart had appeared in front of the bed, with a tray on it. Along with the tray, there appeared to be some small bottles of medication and an ice bag. Wait, was he gonna take care of you? The tray had floated over to Alastor as he removed the cover, revealing a bowl of some sort. "It seems you haven't eaten, so I took it upon myself to prepare you something that will satisfy you and help with your ailment!" Alastor continued to smile down at you, as he moved closer towards you. Lifting your body up a bit on the bed, you waved your hands at Alastor, telling him to stop. Alastor tilted his head at your actions, confused as to why you were reacting this way.

"Al, you don't have to take care of me. Its fine, plus you just recovered from being sick. Taking care of me will just make you sick again." Alastor listened to your explanation and let out a hearty laugh, "HAHAHA! I am as fit as fiddle, my dear. I have already recovered from my previous condition. My immune system is not that poor." He inched closer, placing his hand on your cheek, giving it a soft rub. "Plus, I do remember saying that I would return the favor if you were ever to become ill. I am not a man that fails to go back on his promises." His lips drew into a soft smile, making your heart skip a beat. Seeing he wasn't going to take no for answer, you nodded your head. He moved the bowl to his lap, which contained a yellow mixture. "I had made some porridge with honey for you, my dear. I much rather have given you gumbo or jambalaya, but it seems spicy foods are not a wise choice to consume when sick." Alastor took a spoon in his hand, mixing the porridge in the bowl.

"When I feel better, we can make some together." You said to Alastor. Alastor grew giddy at that, feeling happy that you wanted to cook with him. He moved the spoon towards you, holding it in front of your mouth. He raised an eyebrow at you, "Are you planning to eat through your mask?" He jokingly teased. Oh! You forgot you still had the face mask on. You took it off, mumbling a sorry. Alastor giggled as he moved the spoon closer, telling you to say "Ahh". You did what he told you, accepting the spoon. Your mouth bursted with flavors of honey and sugar, making you feel all cozy inside. "It's delicious. My compliments to the chef" you said, smiling back at Alastor. Alastor smile grew soft again, uttering a "thank you", as he got more porridge from the bowl and fed it to you.

After feeding you all of the porridge, he had gotten some pills from the medicine bottle and handed it to you with a glass of water to follow after. After taking the medicine, he told you to lay back down. He had gotten the ice bag and slowly placed it on your head, allowing the cool sensation to help with your fever. You looked for the face mask you had taken off, and grabbed it, only to be stopped by Alastors hand. "Oh no you don't, my dear. This measly mouth guard is going to hide your beautiful smile! We can't have that can we?" Alastor said as he took the mask and threw it away. Rolling your eyes at his silly antics, you told him that it was better to wear it so as not to accidentally spread your germs to him, but Alastor said again, it wasn't needed.

Relaxing your body, your eyes began to feel droopy from exhaustion. You continued to stare at Alastor, as he conjured up some shadows to fix your room a bit, and throw away the tissues that had littered the bin and the floor. He turned back to you with a smile, leaning down to become face to face with you. "Anything else you need, my dear?" His eyes were soft when they looked at you. It was honestly so surprising how much he can go from scary overlord to humble gentleman. Hesitant, you moved your hand slowly to grab a part of his coat. "Could you stay with me a little longer, please?" Alastor stilled for a minute, a bit surprised by your answer. A soft chuckle escaped him, as he snapped a chair to appear behind him, allowing him to take a seat. You smiled at him, "Thank you." Alastor's lips drew into a soft smile, as he conjured up a book. You observed him as he continued to seat next to you. Eyes scanning the book in his hand, while moving up to check on you, before going back. Soft jazz began to emanate from his microphone, creating a calming atmosphere in the room. It felt like he was playing a lullaby for you, as your eyes slowly began to close, falling into a deep sleep.

Alastor had paused his reading to look back at you. Your eyes were shut and you were breathing softly. He got up from his chair, moving closer to look at you. Placing a hand on your cheek, he softly stroked it, as gazed at you lovingly. "Sweet dreams, darling." was what was whispered from his mouth, as he leaned closer, placing a soft kiss on your forehead, before he disappeared into the shadows.

-END-

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[bitchimasnake-sss]

"my name is whatever you decide" ft. the monster trio!

ft. luffy, zoro, sanji x fem!reader

set-up: nsfw drabbles; let's talk about our fav men on sea (//some other misc. headcanons)

warnings: nsfw stuff includes: penetration, oral (both m!recieving and f!receiving), creampie, degradation, praise kink, choking, toys (i kinda went overboard); MDNI (thankyou very much)

luffy:

- this man is messy to his core no matter where - so, naturally, sex with him? sloppy as fuck - his hands are pulling your wayward hair into a tight ponytail, using his grip as leverage to push his cock further into your mouth "just. like. that." he fucks your throat with every punctuated word, marveling in the way tears slides down your cheeks and you struggle to breath "just a little bit more" he coos, as your nose brushes against his skin and your eyes roll into the back of your head - youre reduced to nothing but a toy for luffy to fuck into "god, ju-st like that. just a bit mor-e ugh" he holds your head still, "yn, fuck." - his hips stutter in an uneven rhythm as he empties out into your throat, painting your sore throat with a sticky coat - once this man gets hyperfixated, there's no stopping him - he will play with your nipples, tugging and biting till you're pushing his face away "t- too sensitive, luffy" "you can take it" he grins, giving your hardened nipple kitten licks - he will spend hours with his tongue playing with your cunt, licking up and down, fucking you with his tongue till you're pulling him away from your overstimulated pussy - actually moans everytime you pull/tug on his hair and whispers, "again, please" "you like that?" the way he dives back into your pussy answers for itself - doesn't exactly have a mommy kink but god, ask him once and he'd say anything that makes your pussy clench down that fucking good around his cock "mommy, your pussy-" he notices how you bite down on your lip, your walls shutting on his dick, trapping him in, "you like that, huh?" - his fav position is missionary, because (1) he is a simple man, you're in front of him naked and he's gonna fuck you senseless now and (2) he can see every inch of your body and face as he slips in and out of you. he can see in real time how your eyes roll back into your head as he stretches his cock just slightly to hit your g-spot, rubbing against you periodically - will not stop until you've cum, if he came before you, he will just keep fucking into you till you're milking him dry again - down to try anything and everything - will always cum inside you but if he wants a real sweet view, he will pull out and pump himself till he's releasing ropes over your chest and face - the way you scoop up his cum from your tits and suck on your fingers has him hardening all over again

zoro:

^^ jfc jfc jfc jfc jf-

- he was so fucking reluctant towards you ever owning a sex toy cause he was right there and if you "needed help, you can always ask me, baby" - but when you went ahead and bought one from an island one of these days, he wanted to see just how worth that purchase had been - his thick fingers are slipping in and out of your slick cunt, curling everytime he enters it. low buzz fills the room as your shaking fingers hold the vibrator to your clit - "zo-" your head is thrown back, mouth dry from the pace his fingers fuck you in, "zoro zoro- zo- fuck fuck fuck god- i'm gonna-" "cum?" you nod feverishly, hands forcing the vibrator harder against her swollen clit - "you can take it" he coos and you're almost crying when his lips bite down on your neck, kissing your pulse, "you can fucking take it, can't you?" "zo- r-o" he thrusts into you harder, still cooing next to the shell of your ear, "are you gon' cry from how good i'm fucking you? hm?" - his other hand holds your face tightly, "go ahead, fucking cry like a pretty, little slut" - he makes you hold that vibrator till you're squirting on his fingers, face red and eyes blurry due to the building tears, lips swollen from how hard you were biting down "good girl" he says as he licks up your remnants on his fingers, "aww, was that too much?" he whispers against your lips at your fucked out state, "i thought you could do better than that?" - his hands are pulling you onto him, "show me you can do better than that" - his favourite position is 100% cow-girl because (1) after a long day, he just wants to lay down as you bounce up and down his dick, gyrating your hips around his cock as your tits bounce with you and (2) he loves seeing your frustrated moans as you try to fuck yourself using him, he loves knowing no matter what you do, you cannot cum the way he can make you cum - eventually he'd flip you around and fuck into you, animalistic and blinding "god- fuck, you like that, huh?" his fingers are rubbing on your clit, the same slick covered fingers and then being shoved into your mouth, "your pussy feels so good, you have no fuckin' idea" - he keeps fucking into your tight cunt, groaning lowly as your fingers claw on his back and you chant his name - cums inside you and watches as his essence drips out of your over-used pussy - and fuck, he needs you again

sanji:

^^ i dont condemn smoking but okokokok-

- if theres one thing sanji knows, its worship - he takes his time, no matter how many times you tug on you hair or moan his name, he is a man of thorough precision - hickeys mark your body right from underneath your jaw to your inner thigh, the purple bruises springing onto the surface as his bites and kisses and licks - he takes his painfully sweet time in opening your legs, kissing around but never where you want him "sanji~" you whine, trying to push his face further in "patience, my love" - and lord if you're patient, he will send you to heaven and bring you back down again and again and again - as much as he is a gentleman, he loves having you at his disposal "are you close?" he hums against the bundle of nerves, fingers scissoring inside you his tongue edges you, slowing down painfully when you yell his name and ask him to go faster "aw sorry, im just not done with you yet" he smiles, licking the fluids splattered across his lips - one might call him selfish but it's okay because you pay him back in the same manner and you can tell from his half-lidded gaze how much he loves it - his forehead is damp, eyes screwed shut and he's begging you to please let him cum "pl- please, yn" he whimpers, "don't play with me like this, darling- please" - cums unexpectedly on your hands and face, mumbling a half-ass apology because you know he loves the view of his seed on your tattered skin - his favourite position is wherever he can hold most of you, so usually it's his chest flush against yours as you bounce in his lap - the sounds he makes are unholy when you graze your teeth on his neck and clench down on him at the same time - but he will take any type of lazy fucking, you next to him, your back against his chest as he pounds into you slowly? it has him going insane "god, look at how wet you are, love" he whispers as his fingers find your clit, "i can probably fuck you like this forever" - he wouldn't ever cum inside cause homeboy only wants to do that when you want to make him a father - but you way you're whimpering, clenching down on him again and again as your juices coat his thighs, whispering, "please, please, please sanji, inside me" makes him change his mind - you are collapsed against each other, body sticky with sweat and other fluids. after he's gathered himself, he tips your head back, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips he finds himself tucking your hair behind your ear, "you're mine forever" (ofc u are <3)

a/n: well have fun!

[mattsdolll]

"mm, baby what-" you start as you feel hot open mouthed kisses being pressed to your neck. you look down, met with the sight of your boyfriend sucking hickeys into your neck.

"oops, hi sweetheart! did i wake you?" he grins, planting a gentle kiss to your lips before laying his head sideways across your breasts, playing with your messy strands that laid across your shoulders.

you sigh gently, you couldn't stay mad at matt for long, he had this childish demeanor that simply melted your heart. he stared up at you innocently, you knew all too well he had ulterior motives.

"..what? what do you want, baby"

he huffed, burying his face in your neck.

"i dunnoo"

"c'mon, use your words sweet boy" you coo as you gently scratched your nails through his hair, extracting a whine from his lips. matt shimmied his way between your legs, laying comfortably. he tried to kiss your neck softly, peppering kisses everywhere he could reach.

"wanna mark you up, give you hickeys"

he mumbled softly, sucking your skin a bit rougher

you tugged his face out of your neck, tutting softly "mm-mm, not now, baby..i'm seeing my parents tomorrow, you can't leave marks on me." he pouted, clearly upset. he tugged your arm a little, silently begging. he was so pent up he looked like he could cry, his frown shaking.

"but..i want to, though." he states sassily, he was acting like a brat. he shifts grumpily, trying to get comfy in your neck once again. he felt so unattended to. "SO mean t'me." he grumbled

you rubbed his back softly in attempt to calm him down, to make him less worked up. he stared up at you with pleading eyes. "pleaseeeee?"

"hickeys are just..colorful kisses!"

he grins, giggling like a little kid. he was so proud of himself. you let out a deep breathy sigh. "you're ridiculous, y'know that? c'mere." you gave him full acess to your neck, you couldn't deny him when he was like this, he would whine and beg you for the next five hours if you didn't cave.

he giggled happily, scrambling on top of you. he pressed kisses all over your neck, sucking light marks into the sensitive skin, he was so happy at such a simple action.

"okay enough, sweetheart." you whispered, afraid of ending up with bruises throughout your entire neck. "how can i ever make it up to you?" you say sing-songingly, being dramatic.

"hm, i mean..you could..ugh if i tell you, you gonna do it f'me?"

he snuggled closer to you, his midsection resting between your legs. you nodded at him, making him chuckle. he repositioned himself so he could whisper into your ear;

"well i mean you COULD at least let me cockwarm you, or you could suck me off?"

he teases, a massive cheesy grin spreading across his lips. you hit his arm, laughing. "BABY! i'm not doing that at..SEVEN in the morning!" you say in disbelief, checking your phone to see the time. 7:16am. he giggles softly, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

"fine, finee..i'm kidding..unless?"

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@mattscoquette @blahbel668 @emely9274 @pearlzier @wompwomp-1 @bernardsgfs @sturnsxplr-25 @aesthetixhoe @jetaimevous

[angelsnkisses]

nsfw headcanons - spencer reid <3

‼️ NSFW - MDNI ‼️

warnings: smutty!, sub!fem!reader, dom!spencer, mild degrading, brief mentions of overstimulation, brief mentions of choking, unprotected sex (please wear a condom when u have sex, life is not a fanfic!!). lmk if i missed something!!

• i just KNOW he would love giving you head. his hair pulled back, your legs over his shoulders, and his large hands gripping your pretty thighs as he absolutely devours you.

"you taste so good, baby.. i just can't get enough of your pretty little cunt~"

• even when you're overstimulated and crying, he would keep going, eating you out like a starved man, ignoring your feeble attempts to push him away.

"aww don't cry princess, you can do it. just one more for me, hmm? one more."

• spoiler alert, he'll probably keep going after the 'one more.' he can't help it, he loves seeing his pretty girl squirm.

• oh, and he definitely has pictures of you in his phone. you're falling apart while he goes down on you? snap. he gets a picture. you're all fucked out and messy while he drills into you? snap! another picture! don't worry though, he's the only one who ever sees them <3

• did i mention how possessive he is over you? he loves when your legs are spread as he slams into you in missionary, so he can wrap a hand around your throat and lean down to whisper filthy things in your ear.

"you're mine. all mine. my special, slutty girl. nobody's ever gonna get to fuck you like this but me. do you understand me?"

• if you don't answer right away he'll fuck you even harder, enunciating his question until you manage to babble out a response.

• when he's cumming, he can't stop praising you, mindlessly saying whatever comes to mind.

"oh, fuck! oh baby, you feel so fucking good~ fuckfuckfuck, i love you! i love you, i love you.."

• he'll just chant how much he loves you over and over, his hands rubbing over your thighs as he fills you up.

• despite all that, his aftercare is nothing short of a miracle after how rough he is with you.

"there you go, baby.. all done. you did so good, i'm so proud of you."

"let me clean you up, honey. don't want my sweet girl to be all messy, do we?"

"did you like it, my love? you were so good, such a good girl for me."

• ugh he just loves you so so much <3. expect him to put on your favorite movie, make you tea, and cuddle with you until you fall asleep! :)

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(A/N): this is so random 😭 this is my first ever post on tumblr, and i haven't written in general in ages! if you have constructive criticism let me know! requests for drabbles or fics are always open :). hope you enjoyed, theres still plenty more to come <3.

[dolcekissy]

so, so horny , ღ

: ̗̀➛ rafe helps sexually frustrated bunny!reader out.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ main masterlist | bunny!reader x bsf!rafe

disclaimer // 18+ content. this story includes unprotected sex, p in v, brief masturbation, oral sex and fingering.

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your fingers work fast and harsh circles around your clit so fucking horny you cant even think straight. sitting up with a huff and aggressively pushing your light pink covers off your body ─ you grab your phone off the nightstand searching for rafe's contact.

'rafe come pick me up i'm bored as shit'

Read 9:32 PM

'bet omw'

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honestly at this point you're hoping rafe could at least take your mind off of how horny you are ─ doing something fun with him always helps you feel better.

but when you noticed that throbbing feeling that never went away and that wet patch that kept growing on your lacy pink underwear ─ you knew you were fucked. rafe was not helping you out at all. of fucking course he decided to wear all black today and his new buzz cut was not making this any better for you.

at this point rafe could tell something was wrong. you were being short and extremely feisty with him ─ being so sexually frustrated everything was starting to just piss you off. he repeatedly kept asking you what was wrong, pissing you off even more.

"the fuck is the matter with you doll?" he places a hand on your knee and you bite back a moan. "nothing rafe. oh my gosh stop asking me that." he stares at you, eyeing you and your figure for a minute.

"lay down." you look at him with a confused face. "for what?" you stay still, folding your arms and watching him.

he looks at you with a stern and irritated face. "listen i'm not dealing with this shitty ass attitude you got. lay down or i'm taking you right the fuck back home." you widen your eyes at his tone ─ laying down against his bed.

"since you wanna come over here with a stank ass attitude," he rips your tiny shorts and panties off ─ smirking at the way your pussy is glistening and clenching around nothing.

"i'm gonna fuck it out of you, toots." he leans down lifting your shirt up leaving a trail of kisses from your stomach to your thighs. you buck your hips up ─ silently begging him to just do something.

he leans down further and presses a soft kiss of your swollen clit. "if ya needed some help, why didn't you ask?" you moan loudly while he licks long stripes up your pussy ─ devouring you.

your hands fly to his hair ─ pushing your hips up into his face. he hold your hips down firmly while shaking his head back and forth ─ staring intensely into your eyes.

"holy fucking shit rafe! m'so close! so close ugh!" he adds his fingers into you pumping fast and still sucking on your clit. "c'mon doll. you got it, i got ya."

you cum hard ─ pussy convulsing and body shaking. "shittt!" his fingers fuck you through your orgasm ─ pulling them out of you to suck them clean.

you watch him as he groans out pulling his fingers out of his mouth. you grab his face pulling him up to you ─ kissing him hard. "fuck me, rafe. please." he leans back and studies your face for a second. "you sure?" you whine bringing his lips back to yours. "fuck rafe! please!"

he smirks with a shrug ─ sitting up to remove his clothes while you work on removing the rest of yours. he leans back down pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. "ready?" you respond by grabbing his cock and lining it up at your entrance. pushing your feet into his back ─ forcing the head of his cock in.

"fuck girl. you're horny huh?" he says sniffling a laugh ─ pushing the rest of his cock into you with a groan. "shit. you feel so good."

you whine out impatient. "c'mon rafe. please fuck me." he nods his head with a soft laugh thrusting into you at a relentless pace. you grab onto his shoulders whining and arching your back.

"ohhh my fuck. you got a mean pussy on you. shit." you cry out ─ stomach on fire and so close to cumming around his cock.

"i'm so close rafe! oh my- ohhh!" your eyes squeeze shut, face scrunching up in pleasure as you squirt all over rafe's lower half. you honestly felt like a teenage boy with how fast you came but you were so, so horny.

"h-holy shit." his eyes widen as he watches you soak his sheets. he fucks his cock into you faster chasing his own orgasm. you whine out feeling too overwhelmed as he pulls out and cums on your stomach.

your grip on him loosens ─ feeling completely worn out. "have you ever done that shit before? that was so fuckin' hot." he says quietly with a soft moan leaving his lips.

you tiredly shake your head no ─ grabbing his face and kissing his lips, giggling softly. "thank you rafey."

"shit. anytime princess."

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[c0zyrainfall]

Damian: Ooh. There's a cute girl over there.

Anya: What.

Damian: Do you wanna be my friend? Only if your dad is an elitist tho

Anya: My dad's a doctor

Damian: Ew imagine being as poor as the upper middle class

Anya: No

Damian: I hate you.

Anya: I hate you too.

Anya: Ugh, I'm sorry for punching you I guess.

Damian: I'm literally in love with you.

Anya: what

Damian: WHAT. I SAID I HATE YOU

Anya: what 😭

Anya: Guess I'll befriend him? For the mission!

Damian: I cannot stand the sight of you crying. You're not allowed to cry in my presence. It's too dangerous because I'll just give you anything you want.

Anya: I want sweets

Damian: You're so unfair

Anya: Well shoot, you're gonna get a tonitrus bolt unless I save you rn.

Damian: No

Anya: Take my hankerchief

Damian: I literally owe you my life now

Anya: I'll settle for cake.

Anya: Omg our moms are friends now. We should become friends so we can beat them at friendship

Damian: Hold up did my mom reveal all my embarrassing secrets

Anya: Nah

Damian: Darn... I mean that's great, but we're still not friends

Anya: Camping trip!

Damian: Camping trip:

Anya and Damian: wait no we're stuck in the woods together

Damian: Guess I'll hold your hand 🙄

Anya: 🥹

Damian: Ugh I brought the cake... Nvm my friends ate it

Anya: Omg a terrorist hijacked the bus. I'm gonna go save everyone

Damian: Wait no ur gonna get yourself killed!

Anya: what are you worried

Damian: Yeah kinda 😭 Just a lil but only because you're my classmate

Anya: well too bad I'm saving everyone anyways... Oh nvm the terrorists just strapped a bomb to my neck.

Damian: Put it on me instead

Anya: ....

Anya: I saved everyone

Damian: I guess you did. That was kind of a little bit cool.

Anya: Well you were pretty cool too when you tried to take the bomb for me

Damian: I only did it cuz we're friends 😭

Anya: We're friends?!?!?!

Damian: NO

Anya: OHOHO other people think I'm cool now. I don't need Damian anymore

Damian: Say WHAT

Becky: Ur jealous lol.

Damian: No

Ewen: Space is cool

Damian: Whatever

Ewen: OMG Anya we share a common interest in space!

Anya: I want to build a castle on the moon!

Damian: When I grow up I'll make it so you can go to space whenever you want. I will literally build you a castle on the moon.

Becky: You are SO jealous lol

Damian: Well I can't really deny it now can I

Damian: I literally got Anya the most expensive cake in the world. But only to pay my blood debt to her for the handkerchief thing, and for no other reasons.

Anya: Omg give me the cake.. I mean, be my friend.

Damian: She wants to square up???

Anya: No. I want to be your friend.

Damian: Idk why she wants to fight me so badly but I guess I'll oblige as an excuse to spend time with her... I mean to give her the cake.

Anya: Omg just give me the cake already.

Damian: I'm literally in love with you. I MEAN I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND. I'M JUST GIVING YOU THESE TO PAY BACK MY BLOOD DEBT.

Anya: Yeah okay we can be friends now! Gotta beat our moms at the friendship scheme.

Damian: Wait she's in love with me

Anya: King of jumping to conclusions over here 😭 Omg nevermind pls leave me alone

Damian: Queen of mixed signals you make no sense 😭

Anya: Bro chill we're literally in first grade 💀✋

Damian: Haha, you're too dumb to make it into the same class as me next semester

Anya: Oh wait ur right :(

Damian: Wait but what if she actually beats me though

Anya: I drew a beard into my face with permanent marker.

Damian: WAIT BUT WHAT IF SHE ACTUALLY BEATS ME THOUGH

[ficretus]

Blake ships problematic things

*teams RWBY and JNRO in Vacuo cafeteria*

Jaune: So what are you up to these days?

*scroll rings*

Weiss: I have to excuse myself, SDC related business. *walks away from table*

Yang: Well I am mostly killing Grimm VB. Although I did pick up some sweet lasso skills.

Ren: That's bit odd.

Yang: I got inspired by that girl from that crossover I'm not allowed to talk about anymore due to copyright reasons. I asked Ilia for a help since she is a whip user. I guess you can say she... showed me the ropes.

*audible groaning*

Yang: As for the others. Weiss is trying to keep the company afloat, Roobs is probably doing weapon maintenance.

Ruby: My baby is not gonna clean itself.

Yang: Nora and Ren are helping refugees settle.

Nora: I also picked up an electric guitar... not as exciting as I thought.

Yang: Oscar is trying to stay alive and Blakey is back to writing.

Ren: Blake is a writer?

Blake: Not professional one, I mostly write fanfics.

Ren: What kind of fanfics do you write?

Blake: Mostly romantic ones. I usually delve in more sensual aspects of love.

Ruby: She is writing filth.

Yang: Don't be like that, lot of them are sweet. I almost cried when I read her fanfic about us.

Ren: You write fanfics about people around you?

Blake: Yeah, I wrote at least dozen fics about all of you.

Nora: *stands up* Who do you ship me with?

Ren: Nora, you can't just jump Blake like that...

Blake: Ren.

Nora: *giggles*

Ren: *groans*

Ruby: Blake, I hope you are not making me cheat on my beloved Crescent Rose.

Blake: I ship you with Oscar.

Ruby: That's... acceptable.

Oscar: YES! I mean... very interesting.

Yang: Let me guess, Weiss Cream with Vomit Boy.

Blake: No, that one makes no sense.

Jaune: Fair enough, I was obnoxious to Weiss back in Beacon.

Blake: Oh, that's not an issue. I usually ship things like that, but both of you have better partners.

Jaune: Wait, then who do you ship me with? Emerald? That girl from crossover we are legally not allowed to talk about? Cinder?!

Blake: Oh, that last one might work. Need to write few fics about it.

Yang: No offense VB, but I personally don't care who you are shipped with. But what about Weiss?

Blake: Weiss with Whitley.

Everyone: Wait, what?

Blake: There is nothing more beautiful than relationship between siblings. It's both pure and dirty at the same time.

Ruby: I might puke.

Jaune: Wait, you ship me with Saphron?!

Blake: I ship you with all of your sisters.

Jaune: What the hell Blake?! Is that why you kept asking me details about my sisters?! So you can turn it into smut fic?!

Blake: Ugh, it's not a smut fic, it's a beautiful story about people growing closer before crossing the taboo line.

Jaune: *looks at his scroll* Latest story is titled "7 inches, 7 sisters," how the hell is this respectable?!

Blake: It was a conservative estimate.

Yang: VB don't make this about accuracy of your dick size, there are more pressing matters. Do you ship me with Ruby?!

Nora: Wait, is that why you ship me with Ren? You said we were like siblings back in Beacon.

Blake: I don't ship you with Ruby anymore, I wouldn't want you to cheat on me.

Yang: Anymore?!

Ruby: Yup, here it comes. *pukes*

Ren: Look Blake, you can't ship people with their siblings, it's wrong on so many levels.

Oscar: Oz says it was normal back in the day.

Jaune: Not now Oz.

Ren: Imagine if someone wrote about you having an explicit relationship with your parents. How would you feel?

Blake: Ew, that would just be weird. Those two things are not comparable. Sexual relationship between parent and child would be gross violation of trust. Relationship between siblings is pure.

Yang: IT'S THE SAME! But because you are the single child you don't see anything wrong with it.

Weiss: *walks towards the table* What did I miss?

*five traumatic minutes later*

Ruby: *puking*

Weiss: *crying*

Ren: So Blake, what did we learn today?

Blake: Titling the story "Little brother, big problem" is highly offensive?

Ren: Go on.

Blake: Brothers don't jump their sisters whenever they have their back turned to them?

Jaune: Or in any other circumstance.

Blake: Inbreeding is not funny and "we must ensure our babies have Schnee Semblance and blue eyes" is not good reason to do it?

Yang: Or any reason for that matter.

Blake: You are right, this whole... bro x sis thing was mistake on my part. I'll no longer write stories like that. Sorry Weiss, sorry Jaune.

Ren: See, there is nothing constructive conversation can't fix.

Blake: From now on, I am shipping Jaune with Cinder...

Jaune: Sigh, tiny step forward...

Blake: And Weiss with Winter! I can already imagine it, forbidden love and neither can let it go.

Yang: AW COME ON!

Ren: This might take a while...

[star-dust-shark]

PJO characters as dumb things me and my friends ( bonus one with my parents ) have said part two

Will: what's your type?

Nico: you

Will:

Will: that's sweet but I meant blood type

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Percy: oh fuck I'm blue now

Percy: but like actually blue

Percy: like a smurf

Percy: being sad's for idiots lmao

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Leo: everyone hates me lol

Jason: what am I??? like???

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Nico: and Axl Rose's real name wasn't Axl Rose

Percy: *crying* STOP

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Will: easiest way to come out to people is tell them that you listen to coldplay

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Nico: Im gonna fugging krill myself

Annabeth: krill????

Nico: isn't that like a fish or smth

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Piper: *knocking on Leo's door* WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THERE

Leo: uh shit uh erm uh

Leo: *moans loudly*

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Will: *joking* we should makeout

Nico: I really wanna

Will: what

Nico: ...

Nico: did I say that out loud

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Piper: *sobbing* why are penises so ugly

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Annabeth: math is weirdly calming to me sometimes ngl

Annabeth: *flips page over to read massive paragraphs of words*

Annabeth: *bursts into tears*

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Will: I just had to help hatch a baby chick

Will:

Will: I'm waiting for applause it was so gross

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Will: if you drink the water I'll give you a forehead smooch

Nico: *glances at water, thinking*

Nico: nah you wanna give me one anyway

Will: gods dammit

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Rachel: *GASP* MY SKETCHBOOK

Rachel: MY BABY

Rachel: *kisses it*

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Hazel: ugh I want someone to fuck me

Hazel: hahah jk that shit's nasty

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Piper: yeah I've noticed after watching you for a bit that you smile whenever Nico messages

Will: aww that's so swee-

Will: wait why are you watching me

Piper: *stares into his soul*

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Nico: I miss you

Nico: *replies an hour later* that was a moment of weakness fuck you

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Will: what if I say "darling" in a seductive voice

Nico: no

Will: u sure?

Nico: I ahdiamdveip dnsjhbksahcblaiwcbjsd-

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Will: like at first I wanted to be you but then I realized that there's a diffrence between wanting to "be you" and wanting to "be on you"

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Percy: I'm depressed

Percy: ...

Percy: WAIT I HAVE COOKIES NVM

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Will: wtf are hickeys??

Will: I'm an experimental learner btw

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Leo: omg guys look the guitar strings made my finger darker

Leo: *looks at finger* do you like watermelon, sir?

Will: you are so close to being hit in the head

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Frank: *points* haha you've been fingered

Hazel:

Hazel: love... no

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Thalia: OMG IM GONNA BE BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS RYAN GULDEMOND

Reyna: technically you already are

Thalia: *passes out*

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Octavian: ugh I'm so single

Nico: *sighs* me too

Nico:

Nico: WAIT I CANT SAY THAT ANYMORE

Nico: FUCK YEEEEEEEEAH *smashes table*

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Annabeth: what's ur favourite animal I'm gonna buy you something

Percy: shark but don't waste your money

Annabeth: but my parents told me to spend it on something important

Percy:

Percy: *cries*

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Will: I'm autism!!

Will: *turns to Nico, wiggle eyebrows* I could be in you

Nico: tism rizz????

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Frank: I love these drama videos

Reyna: *massive bags under her eyes* why do you want more drama wtf

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Jason: honestly scared to sit on the edges of chairs at my trans boyfriend's house

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Percy: *over text* jason are you gay for me

Jason:

Jason:

Jason:

Jason: no gtg

Percy: he's hiding something

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Piper: don't mean to be heterophobic but why is straight porn so gross

Nico: agreed gay porn is much better

Piper: IM SORRY WHAT

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Percy: are there any not cool lesbians

Reyna: I mean they probably exsist

Annabeth: no

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Leo: *sighs sadly* cock and ball torture

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Will: guys I learnt how to play my favourite song on guitar *starts playing good lookin by dixon dallas*

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Leo: *playing adopt me*

Leo: chat chat guess what I'm on acid

Percy: KARMA'S A BITCH

Percy: I SHOULDA KNOWN BETTER

Leo: wait since when do you play adopt me

Percy:

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Reyna: yk those yummy smelling shampoos

Nico: yea

Reyna: well I went to walmart and thought I found some and started smelling it but this lady was giving me weird looks

Nico: oh?

Reyna: yeah

Reyna: so uh

Reyna: it was lube

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Will: hey bbg *winks*

Nico: I will slam you down and makeout with you right now

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Percy: hi

Jason: hi

*leaves swirl around them*

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Leo: don't mind me just massaging my clit

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Leo: NICO GET UR GYAT OVER HERE

Nico: WHAT????

Leo: *points* HOMOSEXUAL TENDANCIES

Nico: WHAT DID U SAY

Leo: HOMOSEXUAL TENDANCIES

Nico: OH

Nico: I HEARD SEXUAL TENDANCIES

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Leo: *singing* coked up dick sucking hoe?

Jason: *walks in*

Jason:

Leo: oh haiiii

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Leo: how does it feel to be Draco Malfoy

Jason: idk how does it feel to be tweek

Leo: idk pretty good

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Reyna: you don't deserve it

Percy: yeah I do

Percy: I've been a good boy

Percy:

Percy: jesus I just turned myself on wtf

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Leo: *in sad voice* I'm a cheeseburger

Jason: a sexy little cheeseburger

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Will: *gets text from Nico*

Annabeth: SIMP

Will: ???

Annabeth: YOU SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPP *has siezure*

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Will: darling

Nico: *throws phone, screams into pillow, face red* I hate that man

anyway part three will cum ( pun intended )

thanks to @crowwolf8 @justagremlinoncaffeine @localcosplaymushroom @secret-mewtwo and my om and dad for being inspiring an shit

[highvern]

Lucky Me

Pairing: Kim Mingyu x fem reader

Genre: idiots in love, fluff, established relationship

Warnings: sickening sweet tooth rotting fluff, kissing, tears, brief mention of illness, in this lore Seungchoel is a married man and off the proverbial streets

Length: ~1.4k

Note: Drunk Goggles couple's first L-word! post Discovery by like a few weeks lmao. I'm actually crying in the club bc Mingyu is my ENXJ kindred spirit so i wrote this in the most self serving way possible lol

read more here

“Can’t believe you’re not picking up your phone right now. Really selfish of you. What if I was dying in the street and you didn’t know because you ignored my call? What then, huh? Your poor boyfriend just wants to talk to you but I guess you hate me now.”

You chuckle at the sound of your Mingyu’s scolding. Always one for dramatics, that one. Toweling off your hair, you move to tidy the discarded packaging from the decorations you spent hanging all afternoon. Mingyu’s voicemail plays through the speaker of your phone on the counter as you work to clean up before people start arriving.

“Anyways! I picked up the cake for the party tonight, and some more snacks and beer just in case. The lady at the bakery said the cake took her all morning because the picture I sent of Jihyo kept making her laugh. Hate to say it but I think you have some competition. I can already see us getting married and being her sugar baby.”

Everytime an old lady even compliments Mingyu he tells you to watch your back because they want to steal him from you. Your eyes roll at his comments but they humor you nonetheless.

“She’s nowhere near as pretty as you though, so she's gonna need to step up her game. Alright, I’m gonna stop at my place to shower and grab some clothes and then I’ll head your way. Text me if I need to get anything else on my way, okay? Love you, bye!”

You freeze, plastic bags and towel dropping to the floor with a wet thud. 

“Shit.” 

You hear his faint curse through the speaker as the voicemail ends. 

Heart squeezing as you replay his words over and over, you plop down on your butt to the hard wooden floor. Love you, bye! Love you, love you, love…

He loves me.

Oh boy.

The new information is magical, twisting your insides in knots as you think of all the times you’ve wanted to say those very words you’ve buried in your chest over and over. The times he makes you laugh so hard you think you might pee your pants, his own giggles pulling him to the ground; when he cleaned out space in his dresser for your stuff, buying duplicates of your toiletries so you could come over whenever you wanted and feel at home; when your car broke down on the side of the road and he came to pick you up, racing across town in the dark of night to get you; when Wonwoo told you he’d never seen Mingyu so happy since you’d started dating; the time he cried when Seungcheol recited his vows to his now wife; how he always pulls a extra mug out of the cabinet when he makes his morning coffee, leaving it next to the machine with a sweet note for when you get up.

I love him.

Oh boy, indeed.

Standing, you grab your phone from the counter. Mingyu called almost an hour ago meaning he will be at your apartment any second. You use the few minutes you have left to calm your breathing, praying your hands stop shaking and the blush you feel dissipates as you open the freezer and pludge your face into the cold air.

A clunky knock at the door startles you. Sprinting to unlock it, you nearly fly face first into the door knob in your haste. 

On the other side is your boyfriend, thick waves of stress palpable as they roll off his body. Mingyu’s hands are full with groceries so you snag the cake, planting a quick kiss on his chin in greeting.

“Hi,” he mumbles, fear evident on his face.

“Hi!” You beam, dazzling smile thrown over your shoulder as you walk back toward the kitchen.

“Ugh, did you get my message?” 

Mingyu pauses to kick off his shoes by the door, nervousness firing through every fiber of his being. He meant what he said on the phone, but you've only been dating for a few months and he doesn’t want to mess anything up by being over eager. Correction: he can’t mess this up; he’s certain the heartbreak would kill him.

Mingyu prides himself on all the times he’s reigned in those three little words from slipping past his lips. Whenever he’s drunk and sees you smile, whenever he’s sober and sees you smile; when you cried about your shitty boss; when he cried at Seungcheol’s wedding, imagination running rampent; every morning when he wakes up next to you and every night before falling asleep in the same place; when you took care of him when he had the flu a few weeks ago; the first time he saw the new toothbrush you bought him to keep at your place, sitting in the cup on bathroom sink right next to yours. The list is endless. 

He can’t help that he’s built to love so deeply; his friends, his family, all of the important people in his life have their own space carved in his heart including you. Even before you started dating he cared for you. Your name has been branded in his chest since day one and inferno has only grown as his fondness expands with each moment.

“Yeah, I did. Sorry I missed your call, I was in the shower.”

“It's okay! I just know you like to be kept updated.”

After placing Jihyo’s birthday cake safely in the fridge, you turn to face your boyfriend. He looks like he might actually throw up, hands shaking as he unpacks the bags he’s brought in and eyes refusing to look in your direction. You can tell Mingyu is watching you out of his peripheral, waiting for you to comment on his confession with bated breath.

You stride around the kitchen island to stand next to him, helping sort the different treats he bought in silence. The juxtaposition between you two is almost laughable. You’re all shy smiles and flushed cheeks, unable to control the wild thump of your heart; while Mingyu looks like he might sprint out the door and into traffic at the drop of a hat.

Once all the bags are discarded, food lining the counter to be prepped, you turn to rest your back against the edge of the cool marble, your soft gaze focuses on his face. Arms crossing in front of you, you watch as he pretends to be busy to avoid meeting your eyes.

“I love you too.” You confess shyly, sides of your mouth quirking upwards.

Mingyu’s head shoots up so fast you’re afraid he might give himself whiplash. All you can do is smile demurely, embarrassed by the way he stares at you with wide eyes and an open mouth.

“Really?”

Biting your lip to control the grin attempting to split your face in half, you nod gently.

Next thing you know you’re consumed in a tight embrace, squashed into his chest as he squeezes you so hard you might explode. The smell of his cologne and laundry detergent waft of his shirt, soothing your own nerves as you relax in his hold. You can hear his heart racing in his chest, thundering below your ear; your own echoing in response.

“Say it again.” Mingyu sighs into your hair.

You can’t help but laugh.

“I love you.”

“Oh my god.” He gasps.

“Say it back.” you pout, chin digging into his pec as you peer up at him.

For a second, all Mingyu can do is stare at you, face soft with emotion, eyes cataloging your features. In his wildest dreams, he never thought he’d be fortunate enough to feel this way about another person. How lucky is he that the person he loves loves him too?

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” He says, hands moving to cup your face as he emphasizes a different word with each repetition, tip of his nose rubbing against the side of your own.

“Baby, are you crying?”

“I can’t help it! I love you! And you love me!” He wails, pushing his face into your cheek. “I think I’m gonna faint.”

“Aww, Gyu!” You coo, turning your head to kiss away his tears as they fall.

Mingyu catches your lips with his, needing to show you how much he cares for you rather than just tell you. 

But one more time doesn’t hurt.

“I love you.”

[gallaghersgal]

frat boy lip finding out that some new cocky, asshole freshman are being mean to other girls, let alone you oh it’s so over for them lip’s already got his foot on their neck (metaphorically or literally—depends on the situation tbh…)

obsessed w/ lip being so so protective over his little clingy crybaby gf ugh I need him to [redacted] [redacted] [redacted] no warnings, just some crying and a little bit of angry lip at the end!

when you step into lip's room with tearful eyes and mascara tracking down your rosy cheeks, he doesn't waste a second in scooping you up into bed with him. between situating you in his lap and kissing your wet cheeks he whispers; "who." not a question, a demand. "who the fuck made y'cry, baby? 'cause they're gonna regret it."

you inhale in a pitiful little sniffle and press your face against the firm muscle of his chest, shaking your head. "jus' some dick i-in the student center. h-he called my dress ugly!" you exclaim.

"the dress i bought ya? this gorgeous dress?" he asks, playing with the soft fabric of the skirt. he ruches it up past your thighs, letting it fall gently back over the swell of your ass. one firm hand rests there, the other cupping your jaw. "you think i would spend my hard earned money on an ugly dress? hm? dry the tears, sweet girl."

a wet laugh escapes your lips and an indescribable swell rushes over your poor, tormented heart. "no, y'wouldn't," you admit in a mumble as you wipe the remaining tears from under your eyes.

"good girl," he praises, scattering kisses all over your face in an attempt to hear that precious laugh of yours again. "so fuckin' sexy, this 's'ya color. he's jus' jealous, mad that y'so far outta his league. lemme show you, yeah?"

the worries slip from your mind in tandem with his hand slipping under your dress, and by that night you've forgotten all about it.

you don't remember the interaction until a few days later. you're seated on the half wall outside lip's frat house, a grin on your lips as you play bouncer alongside him. a loud, rude voice catches your attention and you shudder, pointing with the cig in your hand to a group of guys approaching the party. "lip, there! the one in the middle, that's the asshole from the student center."

lip gets a shit eating grin on his face and plucks the cig from your fingers, pushing off his spot on the wall. "y'want me to kick his ass, baby?" he kisses your cheek, not even waiting for a response before he marches up to the boy. "hey! who the fuck do y'think you are, huh?"

you hear the boy slur out some drunken excuse, his friends scattering towards another party nearby. it doesn't take long for him to swing at lip, at which you hear a hearty laugh rise from your boyfriend's chest. he catches the punch, twisting the boy's arm behind his back before leaning in towards his ear. you can't make out what lip says to him, but whatever it is does the trick because he ends up nodding solemnly. the pained grimace on his face is a laughable contrast against lip's cocky smirk as he walks the boy up towards you.

"what d'ya fuckin' say t'her, hm?" lip demands, stopping right in front of you. the boy is silent until lip twists his arm harder, drawing out a pained yelp. "i said, what the fuck d'ya say to her? or do i need to remind you."

"no, no! jesus, fine" the boy slurs, directing his gaze to you. "y'very pretty."

lip kicks his heel, not hard enough to knock it from under him, but just enough to hinder his balance. he pulls his cigarette from his lips, exhaling the smoke before demanding, "what did i say about respect."

"you are very pretty, ma'am," he repeats, pursing his lips before the next statement. "an' i'm a little bitch, w-with a littler dick."

you turn your gaze to lip, refusing to address the boy. "you can let him go, i guess," you tell him with a smile, and laugh when the boy stumbles.

"i don' wanna see you around here again, y'hear me?" lip calls out, flicking the ashes of his cigarette at the boy's retreating form.

[hyunverse]

hii!! how ru?? i hope u have/had a lovely day~ :33

so i was thinking for the fluff reqs, maybe hyunjin and reader are just chilling at home and hyunjin starts crying bcs he loves the reader too much and he's overwhelmed??

if not ignore- tyy <3333

hi my sweet i'm doing good! ugh i love soft hyune <3 brb gonna cry as i write this... 😵‍💫

hyunjin, who loves spending his free time with you. the digital clock displays 10:00 p.m, and you're laying in his arms. his arms lazily wrapped around you provides warmth, contrasting the coldness of the sheets.

you're reading, too absorbed in the material to notice hyunjin's eyes boring holes into your skin. he finds himself doing this often — admiring your face during mundane moments when you won't realize his adoring gaze. sometimes, on nights where hyunjin can't sleep, he'd spend a solid hour watching you sleep. he'd admire each feature on your face, engraving each detail into his mind.

and then, you hear a little sniffle. when you look up, you're met by the sight of hyunjin's teary eyes, one of his hands carding through the strands of your hair. he's not fully crying, no — but you couldn't help but worry.

"what's wrong, hyune?"

"nothing," he says, inching his body closer towards you for warmth. "just love you a lot."

amidst the darkness of the night, he hides his face in the crook of your neck, sniffling — heart heavy, but full of love.

apologies for the delay i ran out of creativity juice 🧃👎