#and the eating grunts 😖😖

[junkieboyfriend]

When my cat makes the little drinking noises: 🥰

When people make mouth noises: 🤬

[elliezlils11utt]

sevika’s nose look so rideable omg I js wanna grind on it. ☹️

pairings: sevika x f!reader

~~~

I can js see sevika after coming home from a long day and all she wants to do it eat her girl out. she’ll walk through the door and js tell u to ‘ride her’. ofc you go to pull out the strap and she coos to you ‘no, no, no, baby, my face.’ she’d be laying on the bed as you climb on top of her face. your thighs trapping her head. you shimmy yourself over her mouth, hovering over her eager lips. her hands guide your hips onto her tongue. her mechanical hand leaving a cool touch on your waist. you wince at her cold feeling. you begin to grind into her face. her tongue pulling in and out of you. you find yourself rocking your body onto her face, fucking urself onto her. her nose bumps your clit as you grind onto her face.

‘fuck. ur- ur nose. Sevika. mhph~ ’ your slick runs down her lips, wetness leaking all over her. you let out little whimpers feeling her grunt into your cunt. her hands slide from your waist up to your chest, her digits playing with your nipples while your body made its way farther up her face. you subconsciously started grinding onto her nose. ‘mhhph- commnn sweet-hmph..heart~’ her words sending shivers up your body. feeling your high approaching quickly you grab the headboard in front of you. holding onto it as your body starts spazzing out. your stomach ties itself into knots. your thighs trapping her head, your clit rubs against the cartilage of her nose. the curve driving you crazy. one of ur arms holds onto her hands that were playing with your boobs. you grind faster while you cum. the bed frame creaking at your rapid pace. your hot cum slides over the bottom half of her face. your whines and moans fill the room full. your fucked out whimpering slowing down as does your pace. her hands roam your body. sliding over your curves as you fall back onto her. your body giving up after the best fucking orgasm in your life.

A/n: sevikas nose is so cute i wanna kiss the tip of it then ride it into the sunset !😖🤗

[taegimood]

okay okay i just came across ur acc and and and i cannot get over you saying that yeonjun dumbification and spit kink thing like i NEED more PLSSSS. love u and ur writing sm frienddd <3

I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT POST YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT RAHHHHHH i forgot i wrote that 🤭 giggling n kicking my feet rn

also thank you sm for the love !!! 🥺 i hope you stick around on my silly lil blog <33

i’ve been wanting to talk abt yeonjun today so this gives me the perfect excuse to do it 🤤

yeonjun who loves to fuck you stupid on his cock… loves to get your head so high up in the clouds that you’re nothing but a drooling, whimpering mess on his sheets, too fucked out to even speak properly.. can’t even hold yourself up, so he’s left to do it for you, manhandling you into any position that he wants <3

blending the lines, degrading and yet praising as he pounds your gushing pussy;

“what’s wrong, baby, can’t answer me when i’m talking to you? huh? too stupid on daddy’s cock? look at you… tsk, can’t even beg for it properly. pretty pussy sucking me in so good, so greedy… what am i supposed to do with such a perfect little slut like you?”

and don’t even get me started on the spit kink 😖

yeonjun loves, and i mean loves, to mark and claim you — whether it’s something that lasts like bites and hickeys, or something only temporary, like when he’s got his thumb pressed to your tongue as he leans down and spits into your waiting mouth, patting your cheek as he grunts “good girl,” with his cock already entering past your lips.

especially loves it on your pussy; pulls out only to spit on it and finger you with no warning. spits on it before tapping his cock against your clit, making you jolt before he enters you; spits on it as he dives in to eat you out like it’s the last meal he’ll ever have. and of course, during any of these times he’s holding eye contact with you so he can watch your every little reaction as you gasp and moan and cry underneath him.

when all is said and done and you’re left a trembling mess in a puddle of your shared cum with tears streaked down your pretty face and the only word that you can remember is his name —

well, that’s when yeonjun knows that he’s done a good job.

and the best part is, he knows that you know it, too.

[yameoto]

no, no, no it’s okay to go full anal yam… Tashi is the kinda girl who deserves to get her ass ate whenever she wants

maybe when she’s sprawled, in just panties on her stomach after a hard practice, or in the shower, boobs pressed into the cold tile. under her desk while she studies, lifting her thighs up just a bit so you can tongue at her rim… oufgh)gek 😖😖 she’d love it sm im convinced (especially with her pretty little pet so eager to do it)

eating tashi’s ass RAGGSGSGGHHH

tashi’s chin is propped up on her pillow. she’s splayed out, on your shitty form mattress; bare back positively glistening in a bronze, post-practice sheen. chest rising in deep, even breaths, still—sweat trickling down the divot in her back, rolling all the way until they soak into the damp seat of her panties, clinging to her hips. she rolls them, lazily. “you sure?” tashi hums, and her voice is sweet, but there’s a smirk on her lips, because she’s really just asking to emphasise how degrading this could be, for you. “it’s kinda gross.” except her ass is arching up anyways and you’re peeling back the fabric sticking to her skin, pulling back the sweaty globes of her ass. firm and tight under your palms. taut and perky from all that muscle. her teasing “o-kay, then.” when you bury yourself in immediately, tongue licking hot down the crevice. tashi grunts, backing up, and it doesn’t take much for you to find that tight, twitching ring of muscle and swirl, deep and searching and indulgent. nose wedged right in her crack, soaked panties wet under your chin, not even fully slid off her legs—that’s how eager you are. hot and sticky and sweaty except you’re cleaning her up so good. adorable little pet. would do whatever she fucking wanted. lapping in and around her pucker like a literal version of a lapdog, hands spreading her cheeks wider wider wider. watching her pretty hole flutter so you can dig in like a fucking feast.

underneath her desk while she studies. except she’s certainly not getting much study done, with one leg pulled up on top of the desk and her shorts pooled at her ankle, spreading wide and giving you full access to lick into her gapping hole. positively drooling at the sounds of her muffled groans and grunts. preening with each shove of her hand at the top of your head. she’s so wet. can smell her pussy from here, nose almost right up against her trickling cunt. but the second your mouth starts to move, or the hands clamping underside her thighs start to reach a little too far up—her hand is immediately there, jerking you back down by the fistful of your hair. her growled, breathy “did i say you could go there?” eliciting a whimper as you’re cowed back into your place; tongue up her rim, face smushed against her cheeks.

[poppy-metal]

mmmmppphhfff thinking about boyfriend dick from patrick 😖😖 lazy morning sex … he’s barely sliding out … just rocking against you languidly … his cock resting soo deep inside inside hhhh 😖😖

me when I eat my hands. your pussy is so needy in the mornings too. sticky and juicy and so fucking easy for him to slide into - half asleep with him nosing the back of your neck. just the thick stretch of him inside you, rocking. balls squished against your pussylips. ass rubbing against his pelvis. barely any words spoken, just soft grunts and groans as he uses your hole and you let him, reaching down to play with your puffy clit. when you cum you feel warm and fuzzy all over - clenching and gripping him as he mutters "fuck," into your hair. only speeds up when he's close himself - the wet slosh of his dick going in and out with your slick fluids coating him filling the room along with your little whimpers and encouragements for him to fill you up.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Pietro nsfw headcanons?? Pretty please😓

your wish is my command😔

—

NSFW HC’S (3)

pietro maximoff x female reader

word count. 490

warnings. 18+ only!! random horny brainrot. mdni

✧.┊ MASTERLIST

loves soapy titty pics !! if it's your kinda thing, you send them randomly to him. you love to do it at inappropriate times, just to see him try to hide a reaction. watch him inhale deeply, rub the bridge of his nose or send a scowl your way

on the subject of sending. pietro sends pics, and I mean he sends them- he knows what he's doing, and the kinda thing you want to see. pics of his veiny forearms !!! neck and jaw !1! HANDS !! dick resting on his lower stomach with his abs on display!! HIS FIST WRAPPED TIGHT AROUND THE BASE OF HIS COCK (😩) he knows you don't want to see his semi resting on his thigh at an unflattering, overhead angle, so he gives you what you want to see :((

sends small recordings of his grunting and moaning and then a pic of him after he came. his cum leaking from his head, dripping down his thumb. telling you that he thought of you the whole time 🫠

he has CRAZY stamina !! could go round after round after round. he is a big ball of energy and could give it to you long and hard (if that's what you want)

he's a horny mf! not in the way that borders on sex pest, but he's hornier than the average person?? gets real frustrated, all hot and bothered. desperate and whiney. sighs and huffs a lot, buries his face in his hands kinda thing

soft dom, needy sub !! that's him tied in a pretty bow

he's always going fast, so he prefers slow sex with you. making love if you will

eye contact during it!?!?!😖

loves holding your hand while he’s pumping into you nice and slow

kisses parts of you that you're insecure about and rubs over them lovingly💔 kisses your chin. JAW. CHEEK. FOREHEAD. TIP OF NOSE! ! holds your face, and cups your cheeks :(( 

squeezes your thighs when he's eating you out. grabs your tits and tummy while he's winding into you. holds your throat lightly. grips a lock of hair (at the roots) while he's ploughing into you from behind. he's very handsy and always touching you

although he may seem like it, he's not the kind to hit it and quit it. wants to make sure you feel appreciated and loved- even if it was all rough and dark (would do all the reassuring in aftercare)

talking of aftercare.. he's the best!! would shower together after (maybe another round??) then dress into something comfy. kinda imagine you playing video games after, eating snacks and laughing/ talking. just all-around wholesomeness. maybe order food in for dinner or a late-night dessert  

loves to sleep between your legs- the side of his head resting on your pubic bone, face snuggled into your inner thigh. LOVES when you rub his head in this position, just dragging your fingers over his scalp??!!

— — — — — — — — — — ☆ — — — — — — — — — —

pietro taglist: @astermath @thewinterv @earth-elemental18 @lunnnix @idontknowwhattohaveasmyuser @randomawesomeperson102 @queerponcho @daenerys-supremacy @dontknownameauthor @mrsbarnesxxx @honestly-who-even-is-this @simplyreflected @apxtowiris

[idontplaytrack]

Off Night

AJ Campos x chronically ill fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, angst, coarse language, chronic illness/pain(costochondritis is painful asf— has not went away for me since 2019😖) flare up descriptions

In which reader has something they’d call an ‘off night’.

Writing this bc I need it rn🤐 I’m a self-indulgent writer at my core😄

(Pictures used above are from Pinterest & Tumblr)

With each breath you took, the wider the pain spread across and around your ribcage causing you to wince. An unintentional groan left your lips as you laid in bed uncomfortably, on your side. AJ walks into the room to check on you, informing you that dinner would be ready soon.

“I don’t feel like eating.”

She sits down beside you, gently running her hand up and down your back. Very gently. And yet it still made you flinch. “I’m sorry.” AJ apologises for hurting you more and for how you were feeling.

“Is there anything I can get you?” She asks softly, her eyes studying you worriedly.

“Unless I can get a new body, no.” You answered bluntly.

She presses a kiss to your forehead and stroked your cheek before pulling the blanket higher up past your shoulders. After that, she quietly exits the room. AJ wishes that there was more she could do, but she knew she’s done the best she could, and so do you. The pain just made you so incredibly irritable. Every single time you inhaled or exhaled made you feel closer and closer to crying. Just wanting to burst into tears…but you knew all too well that it would just make your pain worse. So you swallowed those tears like your life depended on it— quite literally.

You tried shutting your eyes in hopes of drifting off to sleep, but it did not work and you were growing impatient. And angry. At whatever the hell it was. AJ returns after awhile, thinking that you’d be asleep but clearly, you weren’t. “I’m not asleep.” You huffed.

“How about I run you a bath, babe?”

“I dunno.” You mumbled.

“We’ll try, okay?”

You just let her. What could you do, say no? She’d just go ahead anyway. When she walked out of the ensuite bathroom, she glances at you before picking out a new set of clothes for you. You knew she was worried and you felt terrible about it, but you were also aware of the fact that you needed her to help you right now. If you were alone, you’d definitely just curl up in bed and do nothing. She helped you get out of bed, out of your clothes and into the bathtub. “Easy, easy.” AJ says, “Okay, sit— yeah. You okay?”

You nodded, letting out a little grunt when you strained yourself while trying to sit down. One of the few things that have helped was soaking in warm water. And you wish you could’ve been in here all day, but that’s just…not possible. The sun had just completely set, leaving you and AJ in darkness for a brief moment before she turned the lights on. “Would you want them off instead?”

“It’s fine.”

She sits down on the floor by the tub to keep you company. “Go eat dinner.”

“I will, in a minute.” She assured, “Does the water help?”

“A lot.” You admit, “The relief won’t last long though.” AJ held onto your hand, stroking her thumb over your knuckles as you leaned back and shut your eyes. This tiny gesture gave you a bit more comfort, which you appreciated and gave her a smile in response. “Do you maybe want to eat dinner, here?”

You shook your head, telling her that you’ve got no appetite. “Maybe later.”

“Alright.” She stroked your hair, “I’ll go get you some water, okay? You’ve got to stay hydrated, love.”

“Okay.” You murmured.

She leaves, and comes back with a plastic cup filled with water, and a straw dipped in the cup. “Here you go, honey.” She holds the straw to your lips and you took a tentative sip. “Thanks, honey- please go have your dinner. Just leave the cup on the stool. I’ll just be right here.”

“Are you sure?”

You nodded in confirmation, “Yeah. Go.”

“Okay, but if you need anything- call for me.”

You watch her leave, then you hear sounds from further away, in the kitchen. She was having her dinner. You dozed off for the duration of her dinner, and woke up when she walked back in. “Looks like you got some rest.”

“Luckily I didn’t fall back or I would’ve drowned.”

“Tsk.” AJ chuckles, “Come on, let’s get you outta there.”

You let out a groan, having to sit up straight and then stand up. “Okay, alright- you good?” She squints, grabbing your towel off the sink countertop. “Mm.” You mumbled incoherently but nodded. “Okay.” AJ rubs your towel-covered back just ever so gently. She guides you back into the room and onto bed. After helping you get changed, she freezes in her tracks in front of you. “I’d feel better if we get you to eat a little bit while you’re feeling some relief right now.”

“I’ll try.” You stood up on your own, sending her into a moment of panic, “I wanna— go outside.”

“I figured.” She says, walking beside you. Once you two got to the dining room, she pulls a chair out for you and you sat down in it while she got you a bowl of mac and cheese.

————

She sat with you while you ate, checking her phone for any missed texts or calls. Then she went around the apartment to tidy it up some. AJ then somehow persuaded you to go to bed, and you managed to fall asleep. Also, she’s thought of putting a cushion under your back so the surface you were lying on was way softer. Maybe that was what helped, because you barely felt the pain that way. “Mm, no.” You mumbled half asleep, “Stay with me.”

“I’m not going anywhere, lovebug. I’m right here.” She shushed, “Sleep now, okay?” At first, she was sitting beside you on her side of the bed, but then she decided to lay down and go to bed early too. Letting go of your hand gently, she turned to be on her side so she could watch you sleep. Peacefully.

Slowly, she succumbed to sleep as well and was only awoken by you a few hours later. You were pressed up against her, an arm wrapped around her as well. AJ could feel that you were cold, and that your face was pressed up against her back. AJ was stuck— she didn’t know whether to stay put or move. You couldn’t possibly be comfortable like that, baby. She thought.

Rolling over slowly, you detaches from you. Your arm falls onto the mattress as she feels your forehead. Shit. Were you suddenly having a fever?

You whined in your sleep at the loss of contact. So AJ hurries up to get closer to you again, holding you in her arms— face to face with you. She anxiously feels your forehead again, “Maybe my hand’s just cold?” She mouths to herself. She could go grab the thermometer but if she tried to get away from you again, you would definitely wake up. She knew that she couldn’t know for certain until you were fully awake so she gave in and just dozed off again.

The sleep was very broken up. Because an hour later you were awake. “What’s wrong?” She looked at you, you’d just stepped out of the bathroom.

“I don’t— uh, it kinda stings when I go to the bathroom.”

“Does your stomach hurt?”

You nodded sadly, “I’m sorry.”

You’re sorry? She felt like shit right now for not noticing that you hadn’t been drinking enough water for the past few days — which probably was what lead to this. “I’m gonna take you to the doctor.”

“No. No, no, no, no,” You declined, profusely, “I’ve had enough of antibiotics.”

“Okay, so what do you need then?”

She couldn’t lie, she was a little bit worried about the infection spreading if it was indeed a UTI, but you knew your body best. And it wasn’t your first time having this happen— it also certainly won’t be the last.

You chugged a glass of cranberry juice then crawled back into bed to sleep. “I’m giving you two days, alright? If you don’t feel better and if the fever and pain gets worse, you gotta see a doctor.” AJ tried to reason with you.

“Okay.” You mumbled, “Cuddles, please?”

She happily obliged but was cautious since you were still in pain, “I’m sorry you’re in pain right now, my love.”

“I know. It sucks.” You muttered, “I just want it to go away. I didn’t meant to not drink enough water or however the fuck this happened.”

“Just let me know whatever you need and I’ll give it to you, okay? Just wake me up and I’ll help you, please. If you can’t get up, please let me help you. I don’t want and you doubled over and struggling on your own.” AJ says, rubbing soothing circles on your back. You simply gave her a nod and laid your head in her chest, making yourself comfortable.

After being sick for a few years, and with AJ being with you through it all since the very beginning, she’s had to learnt a lot in a short period of time. About the conditions, about your habits, how they’ve changed, how to help you manage symptoms, what medications helped and which ones didn’t, the side effects. Everything that came with being chronically ill and dealing with chronic pain. AJ had to learn, and remember them. It was tough as shit and she didn’t have to help you with any of it, but she never once complained. She’s never made you feel bad for needing her help. You may have felt bad on your own, but she has never made you feel bad and just showered you with love and care. Because she was the sweetest person you’ve ever met in your life and she just understood. No one chooses to be sick, but being the usually healthier person meant that she was able to do more than you could. You’ve had to learn to be vulnerable and honest with her and yourself if you wanted to feel better sooner. It was an equally painful experience to go through over time. But you were very glad to be past that stage…so when off nights happen, that’s all they were. You don’t let them linger for longer than needed and affect your mood too much— you let it run its course and did what you knew that could help.

AJ looked at you, heart swelling with pride as much as it ached a little bit, ‘You are so strong, my girl.’

[addie-henderson]

I’m such a slut for clarisse, she’d kick my ass for no reason and I’d thank her😭

her holding down your hips while eating you out, AHHHHH😖

“Shh, sit still.. damn..” She whispers softly, her breath blowing air onto your puffy clit “be a good girl..” she murmurs lowly, holding your hips down onto the bed as she licks at your wet pussy.

not my best work but it'll do

clarisse la rue smut

cw: jealousy

She was a jealous person. That much you'd known even before dating. she was jealous, protective, and mean in nature, often possessive and rough. you knew that. you had to have known that. everyone knew that. campers new and old wonder maybe if you'd lost your mind to be playing such a dangerous game, smiling and chatting with some other girl that wasn't your girlfriend at the campfire. Eyes bounce between the scene and the continuous image of Clarisse glaring daggers from across the fire, her knee bouncing in irritation and her eye almost twitching in a cartoonish manner periodically.

she was pissed and everyone around her could tell. she watches as you look up from your conversation and seem to scan the crowd before pointing to her and waving. she grunts an annoyance to herself but she can't help that her glare softens when her eyes are only on her girl. she stands to her full height with crossed arms and in the glaring light of the fire her muscles look magical. the thought of her holding you seemed printed in your mind as she stomped over. you don't bother to stand when she's finally hovering over you just glance up half through your lashes to look at her. "Hi Clar." you smile and her face flushes but remains its look of annoyance. "let's go." her hands uncross from her chest one hand loops its thumb around the back of her belt buckle and rest there as the other extends to assist you in standing. "but I was-" she raises an eyebrow and you pause taking her hand silently. you open your mouth to say goodbye to the new camper you'd been accompanying but Clarisse started pulling you along. "Clarisse-" nothing else is heard from surrounding campers as you're dragged towards the mostly deserted cabins. the familiar dark red building of the Ares cabin comes into view. by now you're far enough that the fire is nothing but a glowing Dot from the distance and you expect her to pull you inside but instead she tsks and pulls you to the side of the building far into the shadows of the late night. your back hits the worn wood and she grunts, it's a familiar sound "what was that?"

"what was what?" you ask confusion evident in your voice. "don't play dumb with me. what was that? all the smiling and giggling and screwing each other with your eyes."

"I was not screwing her with my eyes."

"that's what it looks like to me." she growls

"then maybe you need glasses." you finally say with a huff pushing at her shoulders to get from the compromising position of your back literally being against a wall. she clicked her teeth in annoyance but doesn't budge, so you shove her again.

"will you stop that?"

"will you stop being paranoid?" you shove again, this time much harder actually making her take a small step to center herself.

"WILL YOU JUST-" her voice begins to raise as she grabs your wrist pinning them roughly to the wood behind you. she's quick to try and find her calm her chest raising and falling with heavy breaths as she tries to control her temper. it's hard for her and you sympathize but still wiggle to get loose.

"let. me. go."

"no. " she says simply

"I mean it, La Rue."

"oh I'm La Rue now?" she raises an eyebrow

"shut up." you huff.

"you're in control huh?"

"shut up." you demand again.

"is that all you can say baby? nothing else? no more denying you were screwing her in your head" she tilts her head in faux curiosity.

"I was not! " you screech

"you were."

"I would never do that I don't want anyone but you Clar. " you slump in defeat with a sigh

"no one?" she asks

"no one."

"good girl." she smiles pressing her lips to yours. she was still clearly fuming not gentle and kind but rough and hastily clashing your mouths together.

"im-" you begin to start talking only to get interrupted with her lips on yours again

"I'm still" and again

"clar stop." you finally whine "I'm trying to be mad at you."

"why the hell would you be mad at me?"

"you just accused me of liking some girl I've known for like 10 hours."

"no, I accused you of eye fucking a girl you've known for like 10 hours." she corrects moving her lips down your neck making you gasp and tangle your fingers into her hair.

"is that what you think of me?"

"let me show you what I think of you." she smiles against your skin and you shiver humming half heartedly the stiffness and frustration melting from your body. Her hand runs in-between your thighs "that sounds nice hm? "

"..sounds nice..." you agree softly.

"and we should take these shorts off?" she asks

"here?" you look at her with wide eyes glancing around the space.

"that a problem?" she smiles, undoing the button of your shorts

"i- uh- nono please touch me." she doesn't hesitate tuggy down your shorts letting them drop down to your ankles as she lifts you up into her arms pulling your legs over her shoulders

"CLARRISE." you shout in shock only to be shushed before she buried her face between your thighs, Gently she pushes your panties to the side and runs the rough callous pad of her thumb across her bare clit. she lowers her head between your aching thighs, tongue curious for just a taste of the familiar taste of your sweet cunt. she began probing and sucking on your clit spinning in expert circles causing you to attempt to grind your hips closer.

"Shh, sit still.. damn.." She whispers softly, her breath blowing air onto your puffy clit "be a good girl.." she murmurs lowly, holding your hips down against the wall as she licks at your wet pussy.

"I can't-" you whimper softly pulling her hair making her groan her mouth falling open.

"yes you can." she lines her thick finger up with your achingly empty dripping cunt and pushes it in.

"clar I can't."

"just let me make you feel good and stay still."

[cinhomi]

Hey babesss, sup? Good day?

I had an exam, that went swimmingly well and now I feel sleepy✨

Popped in to say hi- you thought I was gonna leave without a brain rot? Silly🤭

Domestic husband Changbin- hear me outttt😖

He feels so safe and reliable and sturdy(?) Can’t explain it but everything about his whole personality feels so certain.

Husband Changbin who’d be such a goofball when he knows you’re down, stress from work and study weighing down on you. Or be a solid pillar for you to lean on in times of distress.

Husband Binnie, who’d feed you like his life depends on it. He adores how you look when you think the food is amazing, even better when you go crazy and eat like no one is watching.

Husband Changbin who’d make fun of your movie choices because they’re cheesy and then end up squealing and crying his heart out, giggling and curling his toes or reprimanding the characters. He’s the drama 😂

Husband Changbin who’d love to lay on you, because you like it (I’d like to get crushed by Seo Changbin thank youuu). He doesn’t understand why but he’ll do it, he likes when you play with his hair in this position.

Husband Changbin how just enjoys lifting you like you weigh nothing (bro does more than 250 pounds bench press😵‍💫 so yes darling he can lift you… effortlessly) just to hear your surprised squeal and your little whined that he’s disturbing your workflow

Husband Changbin who’d stay up late into the night with you as you work on your projects, making you laugh as the hours fly by

Husband Changbin who’d spoil you rotten “I got reminded of my princess” “I liked this and you pull of anything baby” “what do you think of this set? I already ordered it”. Being his passenger princess🥺 The random karaokesssss✨

Husband Changbin would want pets because of how lovely you are with the other members’ pets and would take all necessary medication just so he can see you play with any furry 4 legged beast of your choice. Just to see you happy

Husband Changbin who finds you sexy no matter what. Pre-shower make up? He’s gonna get that mascara running anyway. Regular cotton panties? Bro knows what’s underneath. Regular jogging leggings? He’s on his knees, he needs to worship your body. You’re just too beautiful, personality and compassion-wise you have him wrapped around your fingers. Coupled with that body? He’s convinced he’s I heaven. A dream, that’s what you are to him

Baby fever would hit so hard for himmmm🫠He’d come across several TikTok videos of parents play with their children and one one random day he’s ravaging you and begging you to take him and all of his chromosomes “‘need a little us” he’d whine longingly, grunting with every hard thrust he’d make, repeatedly chanting “get pregnant” into you ear. Oh he’s calculated your cycle, he knows that shit (as a girls’ boy🥹✨) your hips look wider, your breasts are more tender and larger than usual and your skin is shit. Deffo getting that baby.

But for extra precautions, he’d fuck you for the entire ovulation period, grinning like a madman when he doesn’t glimpse any blood stains in the toilet bowl, he’s gonna be a daddy.

Husband Changbin who’d burst into tears at your baby bump and talk to it for hours till he falls asleep. He’d be that best dad ever☹️❤️

Yeahhhh…. This took a while

-🍯

WHATS GOING ON WITH THIS HUSBAND AND DOMESTIC KINK Y'ALL *explodes*

once again I don't know what to add, your hot takes are detailed and on point! Binnie and Channie as husbands 🥰 it's such a lovely thing to imagine, with them it's kind of automatic to skip the boyfriend stage qhsjb2hdx (Lino too, I have to be faithful to my dilf Lino)

just so you know, the last part got me dizzy. phisically closed my thighs together 🫶

[primalspice]

rat👕 9, 12, 18 📦 4, 15, 🍽️ 6, 13, 15 🌤️ 2, 14, 🤝 6, 10, 14, 💓 2, 5, 18 🎲 3, 10, 11

rattus

👕9 What does your character smell like?

genuinely looks like she smells like essence of gnat. kinda dusty, kinda like a thrift store. she uses perfume occasionally but its probably one she picked out like 10 years ago and still uses. i think she'd like something kinda masc like a woodsey/amber scent perhaps

👕12 Has your character gone through major stylistic or physical changes?

not really shes always been kinda haggard but she does change up the haircut/glasses every few years. only ever had short hair when she was a teen, never dyed it or styled it a particular way. always a preferrer of practical clothing styles. she knows what she likes.

👕14 Is there a style your character is afraid they can’t pull off?

quite nervous about dressing particularly formal and/or fem. partially for the practicality thing but also bcz she doesnt think it fits her vibe. doesnt like to stand out. looks pretty cute in a skirt tho if u ask me.

📦4 Is there an item your character liked that they can’t get back? 

nuclear launch codes 😖 probably also some stuff from her childhood home since she never really came back, but she dont miss it all that badly, its been long enough. she always enjoys the projects she used to work on for her Career as well in the factory and such, but those were never hers to begin with and also made to be exploded <3

📦15 Would your character prefer something bought or made personally?

enjoyer of homemade things. making them and receiving them. (but in the case of receiving, she WILL critique/comment on the craftsmanship if its related to anything shes dabbled in. beware.)

🍽️6 Would your character eat or drink something they didn't like to appease someone?

Yea shes not really picky to begin with tho so if it was That bad she'd certainly be Showing It unintentionally.

🍽️13 How much does your character care about wasting food?

despite being financially comfortable for A While shes still afflicted with chronic Poverty Brain so she cares p severely. but its not that unusual compared to the overall culture of the region. would eat around moldy bread. free penicillin.

🍽️15 What food or drink does your character consider a treat?

i think she likes old lady snacks. oatmeal cookies and fruitcakes and the like.

🌤️1 What would your character do if they were suddenly caught in the rain?

shes not very bothered by it. even her canonical snow travels werent really severe for her. looking like a sobbing wet beast her her natural state apparently. i think she Should be more concerned due to the Toxins.

🌤️12 Could your character survive in the wilderness on their own for a week or more?

theoretically yes with some struggle (not particularly athletic or skilled at hunting/foraging) but also i feel like she'd do perfectly well for a while and then randomly die by like rare bear attack or rare poison mushroom consumption. SAD.

🤝7 Who is your character most honest with?

i mean she WAS honest with faust </3 shes a bit of an overshare-er with anyone she becomes close enough with tho, due to not being close with very many people at all ever. needs to let it out Somewhere.

🤝17 How well does your character work with others?

works well with others in cases of being the most specialist woman on the assembly line, works poorly with others in social scenarios. due to her submissive-yet-structure-seeking nature. would love to do any of the grunt work you wanna put her to but PLEASE do not ask her to speak to people or discuss opinions or policy.

🤝18 What is your character's favorite form of affection?

undeserved validation 😌

💗5 What words could tear your character down?

MOST WORDS SHES V EASILY DEJECTED BY THE COMMENTS OF OTHERS IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER EVEN IF NOT DIRECTLY NEGATIVE.......

💗10 Is your character a light, medium or heavy sleeper?

medium... once shes asleep its usually just fine. she does have issues falling asleep though.

💗19 Are there scents your character dislikes?

probably but idk if shes especially averse to any...

🎲7 What is a talent that your character is proud of?

her ability to share her vast knowledge of firearms and machines and nuclear weapons and energy. and fixing things.

🎲9 What is a topic your character would be excited to talk about? 

see above <3 hashtag autism

🎲11 Does your character have any injury stories?

yea shes probably had some crazy jobsite injuries but nothing severe. various head trauma is my headcanon for her.

[taegimood]

small chest reader w taehyun? honestly we need more small boobie lovers 😭💔

*short circuits* YES PLS MORE SMALL BOOBIE LOVERS 😖 also i got WAYYY too into this. i am: Wet

──────────────────────

taehyun sitting back on the couch while he has you straddling his lap, shirt and bra discarded to the side — you’re shyly fiddling with the hem of his shirt as he looks up at you endearingly, big hands slowly tracing your body; your ass, your hips, sliding along the curves of your waist before finally making their way up to your breasts.

they look so cute and small in his hands as he cups them, thumbs caressing the skin as you sigh out, his eyes staying locked on yours all the while, even as he slowly leans in to press a kiss against one nipple and then to the other — not breaking eye contact the entire time.

“such cute little tits, baby.” he murmurs as he massages them in his hands. your bottom lip is tugged between your teeth as you watch his movements in anticipation, hips twitching, tempted to grind down on him but knowing that he wouldn’t let you. taehyun’s foreplay is slow and torturous when he wants it to be; times like these when he’s feeling patient, feeling like worshipping your body until you’re trembling with need before he even gets anywhere near your pussy.

him slowly leaning forward again to take your nipple into his mouth, pulling at it languidly, pinching the other between his fingertips as his teeth graze over your bud.. you’re shivering and moaning softly, gripping his shoulders and arching your back into his mouth when he starts to suck <3

will refuse to touch you further if you start grinding on him; he’d immediately stop and lean back against the couch, waiting with an eyebrow cocked, not having to say a word for you to stop obediently and whine out an apology.

“be patient, baby girl. want me to fuck you, right?” you nod vigorously and he continues as he leans in again, “then stay still until i say so if you want to cum at all today.” before latching onto your breasts again, sucking harsh hickies all over them until he’s satisfied with the pretty marks that show you’re his.

taehyun is always telling you how pretty your little tits are.. always giving them a possessive squeeze and leaning in to whisper in your ear, “these are mine.” if you’re ever feeling insecure about how small they are compared to others, he’s sure to remind you how ridiculous that is as he fucks you too good to even care anymore, giving them extra special attention when you’re feeling particularly sad about it.

he’d spit on your tits and then massage them with it, or finger you till you’re dripping before smearing your arousal all over your nipples to suck them clean right after. making you ride him so he has a full view of your tits bouncing in front of his face; fucking you rough in missionary so he can slap them, grunting out “yeah, you fucking love that, huh? love feeling like my little whore? love it when i slap your pretty tits like that?” and it has you moaning and gushing around him INSTANTLY.

he’s also a pussy slapper just saying.. giving your pussy a slap before diving in to eat you out.. SLAPPING IT WITH HIS COCK BEFORE HE ENTERS YOU.. making you cum by that alone.. ANYWAY BACK TO THE TOPIC

taehyun fucking you so hard that when you cum your body automatically jerks nearly completely off of his cock from the force of your orgasm, but he just yanks you back down on it without missing a beat and continues fucking you, his pace never changing as you cream around him pathetically~

his aftercare is so protective and full of love, though, caressing your boobs softly while being careful not to press down on any of the hickies.. peppers gentle kisses to your jaw and lips, whispering about how beautiful you are and how you never have to feel insecure with him because he loves your and your little boobs so much ㅠㅠ he doesn’t care what size they are. you’re just so so sexy to him and he always makes sure to tell you that <3

[promisedneverwrite]

Sometimes you have to beat the ladies off with your purse

Masterlist

A/N: a Poppy x mc fic where poppy and mc are dating and selene flirts with mc but ofc mc being dumb is clueless so poppy intervenes and stake her claim. Requested by my buddy K. (I tried to extend it as much as I could K 😖)

Poppy really needed a break from these thirsty bitches going after her girlfriend like yesterday.

If it wasn't a freshman with a budding crush, it was Kingsley, and if it wasn't Kingsley it was some idiot who couldn't muster up enough critical thinking skills to comprehend that Bea was HERS.

She couldn't really blame Bea. Not when she was so painfully oblivious to their advances. Poppy loved her, truly, but she could be dense as hell. Fiercely loyal but dense, the flirting would just fly by her head.

Bea's general aura of kindness just seemed to bring in hordes of girls waiting to be pampered by her attention. Attention that was solely made for her and no one else.

If it wasn't bad enough, she already had to share that attention with New money. And that was already too many people for Poppy to be comfortable sharing Bea's attention with. She was selfish, sue her.

She had to intervene every single time some girl thought Bea being generally nice to them was her flirting with them. It was exhausting, but she couldn't really complain when seeing the fear in their eyes when she strutted over and crushed their hopes and dreams of ever putting their grubby hands on her girlfriend.

Currently the flavor of this week was the ginger headed apprentice Bea had taken under her wing. Selene. Who, coincidentally, was also Bea's lab partner for Bio.

Poppy stirred in bed eyes still closed, smiling at the smell of Bea's cologne next to her, hugging the squishy thing closer to her. Her nose scrunched in confusion, Bea wasn't this squishy.

She begins to notice the usual warmth in the bed with her is missing also. Poppy grunts arms stretching out in search of her, when she feels a warm hand take her's.

Poppy peeks an eye open seeing Bea kneeling by the edge of the bed an elbow propped up resting her cheek on her closed fist an amused smile on her face.

"Good morning." Poppy smiles at the soft greeting, eyes closing once again mumbling out a question.

"What time is it?"

"It's like 9ish." Poppy's brow scrunches.

"It's a saturday, why are you out of bed." Poppy weakly tugs on Bea's hand trying to get her back to lay next to her. Bea only chuckles kissing her hand.

"Sorry Pop, I'm meeting up with Selene for our Bio project." Poppy groans burrowing her face into Bea's pillow then peeks out with a pout.

"Again?" Bea's face imitates a sad puppy, and Poppy feels bad for making her look that way.

"Sorry Bibi." Poppy hugs Bea's hand to her, kissing her knuckles.

"No, I'm sorry. I know it's important. Can we at least do lunch later?" Bea smiles and nods.

"Of course, I'll be at the cafeteria most of the day, but if you want to go somewhere else that's fine with me." Poppy hums smiling as Bea presses a kiss to her temple as she settles back to sleep. "Just text me if you need anything okay?"

Poppy nods curling up as Bea surrounds her with more pillows.

"I made you some breakfast if you're hungry. I put a note on it, so hopefully the girls won't eat it." Poppy smiles at that, sleep once again taking over.

"I love you."

Bea smiles at Poppy's cute mumbling as she snuggles back under the covers.

"I love you too, Poppy."

Bea places another kiss on Poppy's cheek before shouldering on her backpack and leaving silently.

Poppy eventually awakes an hour later, showered and impeccably dressed for the day. She finds the food Bea made her untouched and a coffee as well. She laughs to herself as she reads the post-it stuck to the plastic wrapped plate.

This is for POPPY  (DO NOT EAT IT, OHIO 😑)

Veronica makes her way into the kitchen walking past Poppy only to track back a fork in hand. 

"You gonna share?" Poppy scowls moving her plate of strawberry crepes away from Veronica's quick hands. Only to hear a clatter and munching on the other side.

Veronica and Poppy turn to see Chloe chewing thoughtfully.

"Oh this is good." Chloe smiles. Poppy's eye twitches and Veronica takes that as a que to leave not before stabbing a crepe with her fork and leaving.

"VERONICA!"

After chewing out Veronica and Chloe for eating her food, she left heading to the cafeteria to find Bea, texting her as she strutted through the quad.

Babe, I'm heading to the cafeteria

Perfect! We're about done here. Did you wanna go out to eat?

No, I think the cafeteria is fine. I'll see you soon 😘

Kay, I love you 😘💕🥰

Poppy arrives first taking a seat at the bar at the coffee shop ordering an Irish Coffee for Bea. No doubt she was tired working all morning, and it was her favorite. She had spotted Bea walking along with Selene deep in conversation when something caught Bea's attention.

"Hey, you want ice cream?" Bea smiled at Selene, pointing her thumb to the stand. "I'll pay for yours."

"Oh sure thanks."

Poppy narrows her eyes as Selene blushes pink, tucking her ginger hair behind her ear. Okay Debbie Ryan. 

Poppy just watches like hawk, from her perch on the stool.

"Order for Po-" Poppy whirls on the barista eyes burning a hole into his head.

"Shut. Up." The barista squeaks, setting the coffee down and turning tail. Poppy takes the coffee turning her attention back to Bea and Selene.

"-and I'll get that in a cone. What about you?" Bea turns to Selene who steps up beside her, closer than Poppy would like.

"Oh uh I'll get-" Poppy clicked her tongue as she watched Selene order whatever it was she got.

They got their ice creams and Bea happily licked her ice cream. Poppy blushed, although innocent, the way Bea's tongue licked the cone was a bit erotic. Selene looked like she thought the same with how her face flushed and her mouth opened a bit.

"So why did you buy me an ice cream?"

"I mean we worked hard, you deserved a treat." Bea smiles.

"We should do this more often." Selene says, eyes looking to Bea, fingers touching Bea's own on the table.

"Well when are you free?" Poppy knows its an innocent question, but Selene doesn't.

"Anytime you are." Poppy watches as Selene licks her cone suggestively.

"Oh we have the same schedule?" Bea smiles. "That's wild, what's your last class." Poppy chuckles to herself as once again the flirting flies over her head.

She watches as each and every pick up line Selene asks flies by until Selene asks straight up.

"Is this a date?" Poppy's eye twitched hand clenching around the cup of coffee she ordered.

"No, pretty sure it's a fig." Bea hummed as she held up a fig she had somehow found laying about.

Poppy's earlier anger dissipated, laughing at the ridiculousness of their interaction. She had enough of watching this, so she hops down from the stool straightening her skirt and making sure her purse is secured and the coffee still hot in her hand.

She walks up from behind Selene and Poppy's purse accidentally hits the back of her head, making the girl push face first into her ice cream.

Poppy smirks as Selene sputters quickly taking a napkin to clean her face.

Bea doesn't see any of it as her eyes are solely on Poppy, looking like an excited puppy. Poppy plops into Bea's lap arms wrapping around her neck.

"Bibi you're here! Look what I got you." Poppy smiled as Bea hands her a cup of froyo, with five sprinkles and a half oreo cookie off center.

"Thank you baby, but you know I can't have dairy." Bea smiles, an excited look on her face as she wiggles excitedly and rambles.

"I know, that why this is made of almond milk! It's from this new shop that opened up next to the juicing shop and I know you can't have dairy which is why when I saw it I immediately thought of you and-" Poppy pulled her in for a kiss, endeared by her going through all the trouble for her.

Poppy pulls away, fingers playing with the collar of Bea's shirt.

"I missed you." Bea melts.

"I missed you too bibi."

"I got you something." Poppy hands her the coffee and Bea gasps kissing her cheek.

"Thank you Bibi." Bea wiggles happily drinking her coffee and Poppy watches for a bit a fond smile on her face.

Then Poppy turns to Selene, and the soft look vanishes to a cold glare.

Selene gulped as Poppy, while sitting in Bea's lap still exuded an aura that made her flinch away. Like a queen seated on a throne, staring down at an insignificant and measly peasant.

Selene looks from Bea to Poppy blinking trying to piece together what was happening before her.

Poppy only raises a brow at her.

"Is there a reason why you are so close to me and my girlfriend." Poppy inspects her nails, as she speaks. Her voice cold and biting, nothing like the voice she used when talking to Bea.

"I was just looking-" Poppy cuts her off with a tittering laugh hand playing with the hair at the back of Bea's neck turning said girl to putty in her arms.

"Well that's the great thing about looking. You can do it from far, far away." It's an order, not a suggestion and Selene flees.

Poppy smirks turning back to Bea who is already looking at her smiling. How cute.

"Lunch?"