#dollyswriting ✎

[infectedollysworld]

Friend x (afab gn) reader please 🙏 🙏

(Smut if you are comfortable but anything for friend pls I am starved for content with this man 🙏🙏)

— ꒰‧⁺ RESTLESS ☁️ *ೃ༄

•ଓ.° [ FRIEND x AFAB!reader ] [ NSFW ]

both you and friend are soo tired, and decide to take a nap! — it unintentionally escalates… friend is just pent up!

[ FRIEND BELONGS TO @stnaf-vn !!! ]

[ NSFW ] [ 18+ ] [ sleepy sex !! ^^ ] [ friend is DOM! ]

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plush blankets envelop you gently as they’re thrown over your body. your boyfriend sits at the edge of your bed, wide eyed as he sets a few more blankets at your feet.

“mmh.. you don’t look tired,” you speak, visibly relaxing at the weight atop you.

“not really sweetheart, but you sure are.” he replies, gently tossing a few plushies at your face.

the two of you had just gotten back home from running around the mall. while driving home, both you and friend agreed to rest the minute you walked through the front door.

the both of you, practically in sync, dressed out of your outside clothes and into your cozy pajamas. though, you beat your boyfriend to bed, throwing yourself onto it face first.

the bags you’d been carrying all day made your forearms sore.

it was almost as if everything you touched, lightly complimented, or simply looked at for a second too long ended up at the front counter. no matter how much you insisted you’d pay, claimed you didn’t need it, how much he’d be wasting his money on that silly little knick knack, friend’s card was inserted into the reader to shut you up.

he sure spoils you, no doubt. you couldn’t be any more thankful.

“cmon friend, lay down” you say, flipping over to face him.

friend smiles at your messy hair and droopy eyes, hearts lightly forming around his head. “whatever you say.”

almost immediately, you feel your boyfriends arms slither around your waist, pressing your head even closer to his chest. he hums, finally reconnected with you.

now that you think about it, he’d been attached to you all day. you’ve caught on to his stunts, he reveals his possessiveness most in public spaces. though, you can’t say you hated it.

he takes in your scent, sniffing at your hair. his lips are placed atop your forehead, giving you a quick kiss. “you smell soo good.” he speaks, scooting his head back a bit.

your eyes are closed, but you can certainly feel his gaze scanning your features. you almost looked asleep, if it weren’t for the subtlest grin on your face.

friend hums as he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck. “i love you so much, sweetheart.. so so much.”

you smile even wider, “i love you.”

a wholesome moment, so wholesome you felt as though you could cry. that was until his knee slides in between your thighs.

he was just getting comfortable! you thought, attempting to convince yourself his movement didn’t make you feel something. only moments later, his hips buck forward into yours, only making his thigh grind even harder against your crotch.

squirming a bit, hands are met at your waist, holding you steady.

your growing heat progressively becomes more needy for friction. you want to move, want to seek out that clash, but you were just so tired. only thing you could do was wait another movement from friend. and he did. he jolts his hips forward even more, riding his thigh even harder against your heat, making you make the quietest hum. though, it wasn’t quiet enough for friend to overlook. “you okay, love?” he asks, a hand running up and down your side. “mhm..” you murmur, slightly clasping him even closer to your chest.

“yeah? you falling asleep?” he speaks, his leg completely pushing upward even more intensely. your fingers clasp his shirt, the tension being too good to not move. friend tests the waters once more, placing a hand just above your crotch. you wriggle even more, gripping onto him. “what?” he asks, “does that feel good?”

you roll your eyes, refusing to let go. “you know what you’re doing.” you speak, a little irritated.

“hmm? can’t hear you..” he smiles, fingers lightly trailing farther down your body.

fidgeting even more, you press yourself down onto his leg, seeking out that friction you desperately need.

“yeah baby? you want it?” he speaks, “tell me what you want.”

his free hand plays with your hair. such a cute gesture, even though he’s practically toying with your pussy under the sheets.

“tell me only what you want. not what you think i want.” he kisses your temple, “no matter the answer, i’ll do as you please.”

nodding your head up and down repeatedly, friend almost instantly slips his fingers beneath the fabric of your pants.

“but friend.. mmph.. i’m tired” you complain, wrapping your arms around his neck.

his fingers aligned perfectly with your entrance, he shakily huffs. “you want me to take care of you baby? you want me to be in control?”

“mhm..” you murmur, jerking your hips against his slender fingers.

using his free hand, he grabs at your chin, tilting your head for you to look at him.

“tell me you want me.” he speaks, hearts visible in his eyes.

“i want you, friend.. i want you so badly..”

it was as if you flicked a switch, a switch in his mind that made his body move in every right way.

massaging your clit was enough to get you going, though the prep is what really had you groaning into him. slipping a finger in your entrance, your back arches against his torso. inserting another finger, you moan softly, eyes squeezed shut while friend moves his fingers inside.

“tell me how good it feels. tell me baby.. i wanna hear you say it.” he groans, hips jolting against your thighs.

“it feels so good, my love.”

[infectedollysworld]

How do you think Ren would respond if Angel started taking an interest in fashion closer to his true self (darker, more edgy)? Its very interesting to see your take on him

DISCLAIMER // i'm sure it's known that i did not create ren, so i most definitely could not give a cannon answer, but i definitely could headcannon!

if you're looking for the cannon answer, feel free send @14dayswithyou an ask !!) [creator of ren]

of course, i can only assume he’d slowly begin to dress in the clothing he’s hidden away from you for.. as long as you’ve known him really. he’d very discreetly begin to switch from his light academia appearance, including pastels and comfortable fluff, to a very darker, alternative aesthetic, involving darker clothing and blingy jewelry. one thing i’ve gathered from ren is that he is not afraid to make sacrifices!! whatever it takes for your attention, it is said and done.

if you ever bring it up to him in person, i feel that he’d most definitely ask questions! — “what do you like most about it?” // “do you find it attractive?” // “how do you feel about piercings and tattoos?”

knowing that he doesn’t view his real self in the best light, i feel he'd most likely keep his “ren” persona going, sticking by his soft demeanor and caring attitude, just .. switching up his appearance bit by bit!

[infectedollysworld]

— ꒰‧⁺ DESERVING?.. ☁️ *ೃ༄

•ଓ.° [ <REDACTED> x GN!reader ] [ FLUFF ] [ SFW ]

•ଓ.° baby is stiff! he looks like he’s in need of a massage, (posture is outrageous.) so you’re happy to give one to them!

[ REN BELONGS TO @14dayswithyou !!! ]

[ REVERSE comfort!! ] [ 18+ ] [ not proofread! per usual ]

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you lay on your boyfriend's bed as you wait for them to detach from their computer.

you eye him once more as you speak up for what seems to be the hundredth time,

“babe.” you speak as deeply as possible, serious and concerned. you couldn't help it! you watched him hunch over his desk for a solid four hours without taking any break! it was worrying to see them strain themself so much without rest.

the man glances at you repeatedly —practically every two seconds— to which he’s met with the same disappointed look on your face every single time.

“ren, you need a break! im serious!” you exclaim, a hint of distress in your tone as you raise your voice slightly.

frowning, you watch as he /finally/ slips his hand underneath the screen. a button clicks as the display goes dark.

he rests his head on the back of his seat and takes a deep breath, pausing for a moment.

eyes on your lover, you hope they aren't upset with you.. it was just, the sight of him being hunched over for so long without stretching or standing worried you. the overall discomfort seemed to be taking a toll on him—

practically snapping you out of your thoughts, they use their arms to push themself upward. finally standing on his feet, just like you’d asked.

you feel a sense of relief at the sight.

he turns to face you with an unreadable expression.

“‘m sorry love.. i was so distracted-” he speaks, gradually stepping closer to you, their eyes focused on yours. “— forgive me?” he pleads, taking notice of your furrowed brows. you couldn't be upset. he did as you asked, even if you had to question them several times.

“forgiven.. now, sit honey,” you speak, patting the cushion beside you.

calmly, they sit down, reading your expression to see if you'd really meant your forgiveness.

untangling yourself from the sheets beneath you, you expose your legs and toss them on each side of your lover, straddling him. his breath gets caught in his throat at the sight of you, the pressure finally dropping in his lap.

“all your pleas jus’ for you to have me sit again? you sure missed me, hm?” he teases, hands slowly sliding up and down your thighs.

“of course..” you coo, gliding one hand up his tattooed arm, finally relaxing it on his shoulder. your other hand rests against their face. slightly moving their bangs out of the way, you reveal the glossy eyes underneath. “do you know how long you've been sitting?” you ask, noticing how his eye bags have suddenly grown darker.

“mmm.. dunno.” they hum, leaning into your touch.

suddenly, your warm hands find their way towards his neck, slightly rubbing circles around his collarbones with your thumbs. <REDACTED> closes his eyes at the relaxing touch, hands resting on both of your hips, pressing you even further down on their lap.

“feel good?” you whisper, not wanting to disrupt his peace.

“mhhmm..” he drifts off, head leaning forward a bit.

“shh..” you hush, “let me take care of you.”

placing a kiss on his forehead, you continue to run your hands gently up and down his neck, applying slight pressure.

over time, the tension being placed on his upper half begins to get more intense as you dig your palms into circular motions. the more you feel around, you can definitely determine the most tense areas.

<REDACTED> unexpectedly inhales sharply, hissing as you place even more pressure on his tense neck.

“you okay?” you ask, slightly removing your hands.

realization hits as their eyes shoot open. he practically snatches your wrist back with a loose grip. “‘m f-fine.. keep going angel..” he huffs, placing your hands back onto his tender skin.

“it feels good, yeah?” you smile, applying slight force once more.

“so good.. don’t stop, please.”

they relax into your gentle touch once more, surrounding themself in your scent.

the aroma and situation suddenly becomes overstimulating..

he swiftly envelopes you in a hug. his face hidden away in your neck as his eyes begins to sting. tears begin to form as the realization of the scenario sets in. how could he get so lucky?

“so good to me.. i don’t deserve it, angel.”

[infectedollysworld]

— ꒰‧⁺ A CALL AWAY! ☁️ *ೃ༄

•ଓ.° [ FRIEND x GN!reader ] [ ANGST // FLUFF ??? ] [ SFW ]

•ଓ.° friend hasn’t spoken to you in so long! he misses you! daydreaming at a party, he suddenly receives a call?

[ FRIEND BELONGS TO @stnaf-vn !!! ]

[ comfort ?? ] [ 18+ ] [ not proofread! ]

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friend rests on a rigid couch, the blunt he’s holding slowly become shorter with each puff.

exhaling the smoke, he tilts his head backwards, eyes burning. he can’t tell if it’s the weed rushing to his brain, or the feelings he’s attempting to shove aside with using drug, but he just cannot stop thinking about you.

the two of you haven’t spoken in the so long. is this what typically happens in high school? it was almost as if the two of you were sitting atop the slide down the street late at night, just talking to each other. the both of you had the deepest conversations at that park. it all felt so.. recent? as if it had happened just a few days ago.

except, it hasn’t been a few days. it’s been months. a year, even?

everything is blurry.

your smiling face, your cheery laugh, your clear voice — “friend.”

a bright light is flung across his face; “what?” he spits hoarsely, lifting his head off of the raggedy couch. “phones ringing.”

snatching his property back with an attitude, friend squints at the letters displayed on the screen.

incoming call from “NAME”…

widening his eyes as far as they could possibly open, his hands shake over the “accept” button.

why?

he ponders, the gears audibly turning in his head.

missed call from “NAME.”

before he knows it, the screen fades back to black.

he was too late. he didn’t accept your call in time.

thoughts almost immediately flood his head. was something wrong? need a favor? were you thinking about him too?

ding

lifting his screen hastily, it reads:

“NAME” sent you a link

opening the text almost automatically, his head begins to throb.

clicking your message without hesitation,

“NAME” has has shared their location with you!

what????? what the hell????

headache growing more intense, friend immediately rises to his feet. albeit stumbling, lightheaded with blurry vision, he hurries outside.

spotting his all to familiar vehicle, he pops the helmet atop his head and swings a leg over his motorcycle.

friends phone is displayed in front of him, allowing the directions shown to guide him. the cool, harsh wind blows against his exposed forearms, sending chills throughout his body.

the closer he gets to the destination, he more alert friend grows. his head bops every direction possible, searching for any sight of.. anybody at all. friend realizes he’s been driving for about 15 minutes, heading farther and farther on a long, dark road. continually darting left and right, he finally spots you.

the headlights of his bike expose your roughed up hair, the scrapes which cover your exposed forearms, the shake in your legs as you walk along the rode. you hadn’t noticed him yet.

“name!!” friend shrieks, practically lunging your direction as you finally realize that the headlights you thought would pass, would actually end up taking you home tonight. taking recognition of his features, his worried face becomes all to familiar. his ginger hair, his dark, glazed eyes, the piercings surrounding his face. it was friend. he showed. he showed after youd done him so wrong. done him so dirty. completely left him in the dust, just as you were right now. he came. he came because you called.

the realization becomes all too overwhelming. the wounds covering your arms finally settle in. the tenderness of your skin burning and uncomfortable. the man standing before you repeatedly trying to get your attention as you stare into his soul.

he cared. he was so worried.

“friend—“ you croak, “friend i-.. friend i’m so sorry” you’re about to collapse. your knees fall weak as tears immediately blur your vision.

he brings you in, resting your head against his shoulder, he holds you. he holds you tight and firm. with open arms, he grasps you, whispering. whispering he’s so glad you’re safe.

[infectedollysworld]

— ꒰‧⁺ NEED A LIFT? ☁️ *ೃ༄

ଓ.° [ ren x a GN!DOM!reader ] [ SFW ]

•ଓ.° ren sits patiently on your bed as he waits for you to come back into your room. he waits and waits and waits, until you request a favor.

[ REN BELONGS TO @14dayswithyou ]

[ ren brainrot because obvi ] [ 18+ media! ]

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ren sits patiently in your bedroom, waiting for you to return from the kitchen.

you’d gone to grab something with zero explanation. the simple “be right back” you’d shot at him before you left the room made his chest a bit heavy.

it wasn’t that he was afraid of you not returning, this was your own apartment after all.. unfortunately.

he just wanted to spend as much time with you as possible.

but if you’d asked him to sit, he’d stay.

he glances up at the ceiling, visualizing your stunning figure above him, just as it was not even five minutes ago. your hand resting on his shoulder, patting it softly as he sat comfortably on the plush mattress. “wait here, ren” you beam, before lifting your hand off of him.

peering up at you from such an angle left him completely breathless. you looked so.. in control.

like you exactly how easily he'd listen.

his eyes, glazed over and glossy, widen in surprise once he overhears something loud fall to the ground.

*THUD*

he rushes into the kitchen, locking eyes with yours as he wails, “are you okay?!”

you smile at the man down the hall, arms extended into one of the cupboards above. “i’m fine honey, thank you.”

he makes his way over to where you stand, peering down at the ground to see exactly what caused the ruckus.

a box, toppled to its side lays on the floor beside your feet. partially opened, ren can see the contents inside. it’s packed with dishes, wrapped in rough paper to prevent them from breaking.

glancing over once more, his gaze immediately diverts onto your legs. how your calves tighten as you balance on your toes, extending your fingers, desperately attempting to reach the box. he felt a bit bad watching you struggle like so, but he just couldn’t get enough of you.

“ugh!” you slam your heels on the floor, sighing in defeat. leaning against the counter to catch your breath for a moment, your eyes shoot open as they dart over to ren.

“hey.. you’re tall! could you help me get this box down up here?” internally beating yourself up for not asking him sooner.

darting his gaze upward, he shyly looks at the box you were pointing at, afraid of getting caught.

“of course.”

swiftly shifting closer to you, he practically traps you with his body. his tall figure towering over your small one. a hand rests against the rim of the counter, his thumb grazing the side of your hip. he extends his other arm above you, his chest appearing closer and closer to your face the more he leans, his scent fulfilling your nostrils.

you can practically hear his heart hammering through his ribcage.

you grin.

grabbing at his elbow, you put a halt to his movement.

he looks down at you, in fear that he’d done something wrong. maybe he'd gotten too ahead of himself? he just wanted to help out? and—

“not like that, ren.”

he slumps his risen arm, resting his two hands on both sides of your body.

“can you lift me?” you softly utter, your index finger grazing the hem of his cardigan.

he jerks, mouth agape as his heavy eyes settle on your lips.

“a-anything for you.”

bright-eyed, you pat at your thighs, signifying the way you want to be lifted.

he lowers himself on one knee for an easier arrangement.

glancing upwards yet again, he’s met with your smiling face. the vision of you earlier appears before him once more. breathtaking.

you really do relish having him beneath you, and he really wouldn’t have it any other way.

his lovestruck puppy eyes glance at the waistband of your shorts.

giggling, you circle around him and place one of your legs on his shoulders. his heart jumps at the warm contact of your thighs. you then place your other leg on him, wiggling around his neck to secure yourself.

his heartbeat practically blasts throughout his ears as his cheeks flush an even darker shade of scarlet.

his body is hot to the touch, his layers of clothing not making him any cooler. his fingers twitch and ache as he holds you in place with both hands, pressing your legs even closer to his face, your plush thighs feeling all the more comfortable against his cheeks.

he hopes you feel how hot his face is. he hopes you understand how much he’d do for you. he hopes you realize how much he cares.

he wants to rest you on the couch, his head between your legs as he gets lost in his bottomless obsession with you.

but he can’t. he has to wait just a little while longer.

after all, he is a patient man.

— WRITTEN BY INFECTEDDOLLYSWORLD, 🥀

[infectedollysworld]

THE WAY YOU WRITE REN IS SO ADDICTIVE- How do you think he'd react if his beloved told him to wait at home while they went out, to grab groceries or go to work or anything of the sort? I'm so curious, your work is the first time I've seen someone write this more submissive version of him and its so good omfg

thank you so much for your kind words !! i appreciate you sooo much ! <3 thank you thaaank you

as for you question, i’m sure it’s known that i did not create ren, so i most definitely could not give a cannon answer, but i definitely could headcannon!

(if you’re looking for the cannon answer, feel free send @14dayswithyou an ask !!) [creator of ren]

i seriously think that he’d whine to his darling, insisting that he needs to go to watch over you of course !! what if somebody tries to hit on you as you’re shopping ?? holding onto your hands gently, the hem of your shirt, tugging you away from the front door, he continues to frown and pout, set on changing your mind. though, you’re dead set on your decision, and ask him to take care of himself while you’re gone. he’d hold back his reasoning, afraid of getting in some sort of argument, he just loves you! he wants to spend every waking moment with you, cmon now.

the minute you leave, he’s still worried, obviously! not as deathly worried he would’ve been if he didn’t have a tracker on your cell phone.

[infectedollysworld]

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