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upsidedownwithsteve · 7 months

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Love Sucks IV. The Siren

Vampire!Steve Harrington x fem!reader

He's just a gloomy, little guy.

It just… happened.

An autumn night, an evening without the younger kids, movies in Nancy’s basement. Jonathan was running late, apologising profusely when he burst in the door to the sound of Eddie’s booing, kernels of popcorn thrown at him from Robin’s direction.

His hair was still damp from a shower, work uniform swapped for fresh clothes and he slumped down in the empty spot beside Steve.

It happened then. In the dim light, in the glow of the television screen. You were beside him, legs thrown over his lap, curled into his side and you smelled like honeysuckle and hibiscus, your fruity shampoo, the leftover scent of sticky butter on your fingers and lips from the popcorn, cherry on your neck from when you spritzed some perfume all of nine hours ago.

Steve could pick out your scent from a mile away, something that smelled like home, the same thing that clung to your sheets and most of his clothes now.

But something else invaded all of it, a sharp tang of metal and warmth, copper pennies and delicious, cutting through the sweet, summery smell of you.

Jonathan.

Steve’s head whipped to the side, eyes wide and mouth watering, the distinctive shlick of his fangs sliding out from beneath his gums. You turned, confused, watching Steve watch Jonathan and then the gentlest kind of chaos ensued.

Steve didn’t attack, he didn’t throw himself onto the other boy, he didn’t snarl or bare his teeth and his eyes didn’t turn crimson, his veins didn’t protrude from his skin.

No. Nothing scary like that.

Not all.

Steve just frowned and gulped, looking at Jonathan with a gaze akin to adoration and he asked, “please?”

The other boy scrunched his face in confusion and was about to ask what the hell Steve was talking about but then the vampire reached out a gentle finger and prodded at Jonathan’s pulse point in his neck, a barely visible thrum under his skin.

“Dude!” Jonathan gasped, eyes wide with surprise and he batted at Steve’s hand, offence written across his face.

Everyone else’s attention had been stolen now, the movie forgotten and Robin looked confused, Eddie was grinning, ready for live entertainment and Nancy was running to the kitchen, yelling something about getting the bottle.

“You smell,” Steve inhaled deeply, crowding into Jonathan who leaned back at a comical degree, head pressed into the cushions and his shoulders shrugged up to his ears to his his chin. “So nice.”

Honestly, you felt a little put out, Steve had never reacted to you with such genuine hunger, a starry look in his gaze, a faraway, dreamlike wonder. But before you could voice your jealousy, Nancy scrambled back into the room with a squirt bottle. She aimed in at your boyfriend and a small jet of water hit him between the forehead.

Steve blinked.

He turned to Nancy, looking even more offended than you, than Jonathan. Eddie cackled around a mouthful of popcorn.

“My hair,” he implored, sulking, irritated.

“Dustin told me this was holy water!” Nancy sounded disgruntled, annoyed but you gaped at her, arms flung wide.

“Holy water? Nance!”

“What!” The girl looked a little guilty but she pointed at Steve all the same, gesturing at how your boyfriend was staring wide eyed at Jonathan, the tiny tips of his fangs poking out from his lips. “It’s fine, it didn’t even work!”

Jonathan swatted at Steve again, crawling over to where Robin was sitting, his knees nudging uncomfortably over her lap and the girl promptly shoved him to the floor.

“It could’ve!” You accused, “what if you’d melted him! What then!”

“Just one little taste?” Steve was following Jonathan around the room, both of them crawling and stumbling over furniture, Eddie’s legs, a stack of video tapes. The bucket of popcorn spilled at your feet. “Jonathan. Jon. Jonny. Buddy.”

“Steve!” You tried to intervene, helpless, but Steve just gazed at you sadly, like you were trying to take away his favourite treat. “Babe, you can’t bite Jonathan.”

“But he smells so good!” Steve tipped his head back, petulant, his voice a soft wail.

“Is Vamp Boy in love with Byers?” Eddie finally stood, giving Jonathan a solid structure to hide behind. The boy peered at Steve through Eddie’s curls, eyes narrowed and suspicious.

“No, he’s not,” you and Nancy said together, both voices hot and impatient.

Steve looked guilty, Jonathan didn’t look convinced and Robin snorted.

Steve walked to the car later that night with his head bowed, skulking behind you like a proper little cryptid, pouty and forlorn. He gazed behind him as you fumbled with your car keys, his eyes trained on the small window at the base of the Wheeler’s house, the one that showed off the warm glow of the basement.

Even from the sidewalk, he could see Jonathan, talking animatedly to Nancy, his fingers pointing to his neck, his facial expression aghast. Steve sighed, world weary and hard done by and he licked his lips.

One day, he vowed.

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thebellearchives · 10 months

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Belle my BELOVED!!

If I may graciously request fluff prompt number 12 for our husband inumaki 🖤 maybe a friends to lovers situation bc I’m a whore for tropes (or quite literally any direction it inspires you to go- bc all your jjk writing it chefs kisses 🤌🏻)

Forehead kitheth for u bestie muah okaybye

𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

~ inumaki toge ; jujutsu kaisen

✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : this is it: the romantic movie night you once daydreamed about, so is it gonna go down as it did in your head days ago?

‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : gn!reader, fluff, sequel to the romance alley, friends to lovers, onigiri words are in japanese

‧₊˚ a / n : girl you’re in for a ride because this is the longest request i’ve written for now, like can you blame me? IT’S INUMAKI, of course I went overboard what were we expecting, i’m down bad for him ): Anyways, I know you loved romance alley so here you go, a second part 🫶🏻

i also got requests for this prompt with sukuna and gojo, so i’m gonna link those here for whenever i post them

Toge ver. || Sukuna ver. || Gojo ver.

prompt list

So there you two were. Just like you had imagined: sitting in front of your TV, lights off and a fluffy blanket covering you both. In the screen the lead protagonists were laying in bed in front of each other, trying to hold hands despite the girl being just a ghost. By then your eyes would’ve been tearing up like they always did whenever you watched this movie, but this time wasn’t like the others.

Ever since you and your friends had gotten back from the shop two days ago you and Toge had been in this situation where you’d glance at each other constantly and yet tried to play it cool in front of the others. Your touches would linger, the smiles were usually accompanied by a small sigh. But then you’d both quickly pretend everything was normal again. Your friends had probably caught up with the fact that something was going on anyways, but since no one had said a word you both didn’t either.

And now you were watching your favourite movie with him. In your couch, alone. So close you could reach for his hand like you had wanted to before that kiss at the shop.

And your eyes would wander from the bright screen of your TV to those soft, shiny lips and the way he’d use one of his fangs to nibble on the straw of his drink.

And your face would flush wishing he was nibbling on your lip instead.

Fuck, you looked away once again.

Your eyes felt like they were on fire by now, staring at the screen so hard that you could’ve damaged it permanently if they were daggers. But after a minute or two you looked at him again, this time staring at his eyes. Long, white lashes that framed his beautiful violet irises. He blinked once, twice, line of sight never moving away from the screen.

With a smile you went back to the movie. The protagonist was rushing through the streets in an ambulance, coming up with the most insane plan to get his lover back. Your favourite part was coming up soon, you glanced towards Toge once more just to find him typing away in his phone.

“Toge!” you frowned, then reached for a pillow to hit him in the head with it “what are you doing?!”

He giggled, shrinking in his own space in reaction to the hit.

“Tuna” he shook his phone in his hand and staring back at you as if the answer wasn’t obvious enough: texting.

“Who are you even texting?!”

Toge tapped the screen. Suddenly your phone ringed.

“You were texting me?” your eyes widened and your face turned red in embarrassment “… sorry”

Toge’s little snickers reached your ears as your hands searched across the blanket. While trying to find your phone the sound of the text notifications ringed two more times.

“I thought we were watching the movie, why are you staring at me so much?”

“ 'wHo aRe yOu tExTiNg ?! '

why do you wanna know? are you jealous (:? ”

“You idiot” you hit him with the pillow once again and he laughed out loudly this time “of course I’m not jealous, why would I be jealous?! don’t be ridiculous!”

“Shake, shake!” he fought off your pillow attacks with his arms.

“I just wanted to make sure you were paying attention to the movie!”

“Tch” he rolled his eyes and moved close to you “tuna mayo?”

The sorcerer pointed to you, then to your eyes and then at himself, raising an eyebrow.

“I wasn’t staring at you like that, i just wanted to see your reactions to the movie, obviously”

Toge snorted, incredulously.

“I’m telling the truth!” you tried to push him away but he caught your hand in his, bringing you even closer.

“Okaka” he shook his head.

He placed his index on your forehead, then on your lips, and then placed it over his own lips.

“You think I want to kiss you?” immediately a complicit smile brightened his face, he nodded and chuckled at how quickly you picked up what he meant “you’re becoming insufferable ever since you kissed me, you know that? where is all this confidence coming from?”

Toge rolled his eyes and then pointed at you once again.

“Duh”

You couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“Me? Oh I see, the moment I start sneaking glances at you throughout a movie you get all smug”

Chuckling, he ended up resting his head on your shoulder, his frame shaking from his laughter.

“Fine. Yes, I’ve been thinking about it the whole time” you whispered, smiling, he held your other hand too.

“Mhmm” he knew. He totally knew.

So he raised his head and placed a kiss on your cheek. Then underneath your jaw. Then on the corner of your lips.

“Toge!” giggling, you tried to pull back, but he squeezed your hands and made sure to keep you in place.

Until he finally kissed your lips, tilting his head slightly and pulling you close until your body was over his and his back was leaned backwards. His arms slithered their way around your waist and you clung from his shoulders, kissing him back.

None of you noticed, but in your TV screen the two protagonists shared a sweet kiss too.

#; fluffy belle #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen 2 #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #inumaki toge #toge inumaki #jjk inumaki #jjk toge #inumaki x you #inumaki x reader #inumaki x y/n #toge inumaki x reader #inumaki imagines #gn!reader

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delcakoo · 2 years

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20th century girl ∞ n.rk

SUMMARY ! you joined the broadcasting club after finding out your crush was too, but instead find yourself stuck with his untidy best friend who happens to be even cuter.

aka the camera scene from 20th century girl

PAIRING ! niki x f!reader

WC! 800

GENRE ! fluff

a/n: i stopped watching the movie just to come write this <\3

a giddy smile rushes to your face at the sight of park sunghoon across the field. his fangs poke cheekily out of his plush lips as he grins, chatting up a few of his classmates.

his best friend — nishimura riki — stands right next to you with his wrinkly school blazer and untucked shirt, contrasting sunghoon who has his blazer ironed and fresh, shirt buttoned to the very top and not a speck of dirt in sight.

you originally joined the broadcasting club after overhearing that sunghoon would be applying. but after seeing all the work you put into your application, sunghoon forfeited his spot for you, resulting in you being stuck alone in a club that frankly, you didn’t care for at all.

lazily resting yourself on your camera’s tripod, you glance over at the boy who’s chapped lips are parted in concentration as he snaps candid pictures of your classmates. contrary to you, it was clear he had a genuine passion for photography judging by the way he carefully angles each shot. you mindlessly take note that the tiny mole under his eye was somewhat endearing to stare at, and the softness of his bangs looked delicate to run your nails through if you ever got the chance.

looking back at sunghoon, you press your cheek further against your knuckles. “what about.. a girlfriend?” you question faintly.

riki exhales against the lens of the camera, “nope.” he presses the camera again, a soft click! reaching your ears.

“what type of girls?”

“dunno,” he pauses, “like.. sim eunha?”

“oh, so like, someone innocent?” you ponder for a moment, reaching into your backpack to grab a notepad and pen. “that’s good.” riki looks down at you with a raised brow before returning to his camera once more.

“favorite movie?” you inquire, clicking the back of your pen in preparation.

“armageddon.”

“really? me too!” you beam at the thought of you and sunghoon sharing a favourite movie, quickly scribbling onto your notepad. for whatever reason, riki chuckles lightly, but you decide to ignore it. “future major in college?”

riki moves around with the camera some more. “theatre and film. or journalism and broadcasting.”

“theatre.. and film..” you repeat as you write it down, “so.. he wants to be famous since he’s handsome, right?”

riki smirks, “thanks but no, i just like cameras.”

“likes.. to work.. with cam—“ you halt in realisation, quickly reaching up to smack the boy’s shoulder. he only winces, “seriously? this isn’t about you!” you bark, flipping to a fresh page of your notepad. “we’re starting over, and i’m asking about sunghoon.”

riki bites his lip with an unreadable expression, reaching down to set the camera onto its tripod. “hey, take some shots,” he suddenly demands, making you finally look up to meet his gaze. “i’ve been doing all the work.”

you roll your eyes as he lowers the tripod to your height, “why should i?”

“you should know how. you’re in the broadcasting club.”

you scoff, stuffing your notepad back into your backpack and reluctantly positioning yourself in front of the camera. “fine, how do i do it?”

riki taps the viewfinder with his pointer finger, “put your eye here,” he leans down, face frighteningly close to your own as he instructs you. “then your fingers go here so you can zoom in and out.

following his lesson, you hold down onto the zoom button, a soft whirring erupting from the device. “don’t press it too much,” riki chuckles, his larger hand resting over yours to zoom back out slightly. “see?”

you gulp in newfound nervousness, nudging him away with your elbow. “yeah yeah, i got it. you can go away.”

riki backs up, the weight of his hand leaving behind a rush of air as he studies your features carefully. “okay, just be careful.”

with that, he silently walks away, leaving you alone to admire sunghoon through the camera’s lens. his brown hair is now tangled up from the wind, and his once neatly tucked in shirt is half falling out. only a few moments later, he throws his head back in ecstatic laughter. whoever he’s talking to must really make sunghoon happy.

before you can stop to think, you’re already mindlessly moving the camera a hint to the left to see who it is.

your lips part.

it’s riki. he’s smiling brightly — eyes crinkled up in pure joy at the sight of his best friend. for some reason, you continue focusing the camera on him instead, watching as he shoves sunghoon’s shoulder playfully.

then, he looks right at the camera, head tilting at the sight of you pointing the lens straight at him instead of his friend.

you remove yourself from the viewfinder in embarrassment of being caught, locking eyes with the raven haired boy who still has his shirt untucked, blazer wrinkly, and heart still belonging to you and you alone.

but it’s okay, for you realise that maybe you’ve been looking at the wrong boy all along.

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hoonieswhore · 7 months

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Do Revenge.

Synopsis: Last year you scared your boyfriend for Halloween and that night, he swore that he'd get his revenge on the next Halloween night. Now, dressed as Ghost Face, he decided to scare you and fulfill one of your dirtiest fantasies.

+18. Contains smut. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR YOU'RE GETTING BLOCKED.

Word count: 4,5k

Warnings: Smut. Roleplay. Knife play. Oral sex. Fingering. Dirty talk. Daddy kink. Unprotected sex (don't do it irl). Breeding kink. Cum play. Edging. Overstimulation. Finger sucking. Choking. Dacryphilia. Spit. Scratching. Manhandling. Strength kink. Degradation. Slight pet play. Cum eating. Praise kink.

Happy Halloween everyone, hope you like this GhostFace!Hoon fic that's been in my drafts since September🫶

“Wait!” your boyfriend exclaimed. “Check this out,” his hand slipped in the bag, pulling out a mask. “Cool costume, huh?” He smirked, fangs on full display as his eyebrows went up and down.

“Ghostface?” You frowned, a faint smile appearing on your face, “I thought you hated scary movies.”

“Well, I do…” He blushed, shrugging as he shoved the mask into the bag again. “But you love the Scream movies.” The boy leaned closer to whisper in your ear. “And I know about your dirty little fantasy.” His hand found a comfortable place on your waist as he pulled you closer to his figure. “So I thought we could play a little before I wear it at Jake's Halloween party~”

Your boyfriend was open to a lot when it came to sex. You both tried a lot of things and found out that you both were into roleplay, so he thought that it would be fun to cosplay as the villain of one of your favourite sagas.

“Wanna play psycho killer?” you teased him, earning an eager nod from the taller boy. “Can I be the helpless victim?”

“Fuck yeah, I'd love that so much, kitten.” He leaned down, crashing his lips against yours as you giggled against his mouth before kissing him back. After a few minutes, you pulled away, the boy's lips following yours as he tried to kiss you again.

“Stop~ we need to go baby, we promised Jay that we'd help him to move out.” You said, earning a sigh from your boyfriend as he pulled away from your embrace. He begrudgingly left the bag with the costume on the couch before he made his way back to you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“Let's go baby girl… At this point, he should pay us for helping him.” He said, walking towards the door as you followed his steps, laughing at your boyfriend sulking before you headed to Jay's apartment.

Five days have passed since Sunghoon got his costume for Halloween. The real reason behind getting that costume was actually revenge. Last year, on Halloween night, you decided to scare him, dressing up as a ghost. It was an innocent scare but he was such a scaredy cat that he actually got mad at you for a few hours until you showered him in hugs and kisses. In your defense, you didn't expect him to get so scared at your little prank. Now, it was time for payback and he had the perfect idea.

It was late at night, your boyfriend was at your friend's house playing video games or at least, that's what you thought. You were in the kitchen, making some popcorn as you got ready to watch a movie. Standing on your tiptoes, you grabbed a glass from the cupboard, setting it on the counter. You walked towards the fridge, grabbing the bottle of soda before you went back to your previous spot, opening the cap and pouring the dark bubbly liquid into the glass. You closed the lid again, ready to take it back to its place until your phone caught your attention. The screen went completely white, the letters spelling your boyfriend's name as it slightly moved on the counter due to its vibration.

You smiled, your hands left the bottle, instantly reaching your phone as you picked it up. “Hey, how's it going?” you talked, waiting for his answer but it never came, you could only hear someone's breathing for a few seconds. “Sunghoon, come on.” You rolled your eyes, the person at the other side of the phone kept breathing. “Answer me or I'll hang up.”

“Do not hang up the phone or you'll pay for it.” A deep and strange voice talked back, making you frown. “Now tell me, pretty girl, what's your favourite scary movie?” You pulled the phone away from your ear, checking the name on the screen again to make sure that it was your boyfriend. Completely dumbfounded, you took the phone back to your ear before you spoke.

“Who is this?” you asked, clearly confused about the situation but you were getting slightly scared as you felt someone watching you, the same feeling that you've been having since Sunghoon left the house.

“Just someone,” the voice replied, “tell me, do you have a boyfriend? You look too pretty to be single.” That phrase sent shivers down your spine. “Especially in that oversized black shirt, I like the butterfly on it.” You gulped, looking down at your shirt as you started to wonder how they knew.

“Listen, creep, leave my boyfriend's phone right now and stop fucking talking to me.” You said angrily before hanging up. You quickly pocketed your phone and took the bottle back to the fridge. You grabbed the popcorn and the glass, making your way towards the living room and setting everything on the coffee table as you sat on the couch. You reached the remote, turned on the TV and looked for a good movie as you tried to forget about the call, thinking that it was just probably one of the boys messing with you.

You took your phone out of your pocket, looking for the movie list that you saved before you got another call from your boyfriend.

“Listen, if you're not Sunghoon, don't fucking bother me.” You angrily said as soon as you picked up.

“Baby? Just wanted to check up on you,” he said, little did you know that he was trying to hold his laugh as he felt proud that his prank was working. Your boyfriend was a good actor. He knew that you wouldn't buy it if he didn't actually speak to you. “Everything okay, my love?”

“Y-yeah, just… did the boys take your phone by any chance?” You asked, starting to get actually worried about the call. If he had his phone, then why did you see his name on the screen when the creep called?

“Nope, it's been inside my pocket since I came here,” his words felt like a bucket of cold water falling on your back, sending shivers to your spine as you gulped. “Why are you asking, baby?”

“I-i-” you nervously stuttered, “nothing, must've been a glitch and a prankster…” Sunghoon smirked, noticing the fear in your voice as you tried to convince yourself. In fact, he never left the apartment, he was in the house, hiding in your shared bathroom. He knew you wouldn't check there since he told you that the door handle was broken and the locksmith was unavailable until Monday, which was obviously a lie.

“Are you sure, angel?” he inquired, checking himself on the mirror as he fixed the black robe of his costume, getting ready for the show.

“Yeah, hope you have fun with the boys! Bye my love.” You said, hearing a goodbye from him before you hung up. You took a deep breath, trying to forget the creep's voice talking about your current outfit. You tried to focus on picking a movie until you heard a noise coming from your bedroom. At first, you thought that it was your cat but she was peacefully sleeping on her bed, right under the TV.

Sunghoon licked his lips excitedly, ready for his little prank as he put the mask on. “It's showtime,” he said, turning on the voice modulator before he called you again.

“Do you miss me that much?” you teased him, ready to hear a yes when you heard something that you really didn't want to hear anymore.

“Aw, I thought you were the one who missed me,” the strange voice again. “I could probably visit you now since you're alone…” He opened the door, kicking it on purpose so you could hear the loud noise. The loud thud makes you get up from the couch.

“What the fuck do you want?” You asked, looking towards your bedroom before you looked at the kitchen.

“I just wanted to visit you~ I'm pretty sure you heard me.” He walked down the hall, crouching as he sneaked into the kitchen, watching your moves carefully as you made your way there. If there was someone in your house, you were going to show them that you weren't a damsel in distress. He was on the opposite side, hiding behind the island. He shut up, letting you hear his breathing as you opened a drawer, pulling out a knife.

“Where the fuck are you? Come out if you're that brave, fucking asshole.” You threatened as Sunghoon sneaked around the kitchen island, he took a glimpse of you, smiling at himself when he saw that you were looking at the other side. You took a step forward and he took his opportunity, getting up and standing behind you. “Where the fuck-” you couldn't finish the sentence as you felt a strong arm around your waist and a hand on your wrist, squeezing it and making you drop the knife on the counter. “Let me go!” You hit the masked man with your free hand, accidentally breaking his voice modulator as you squirmed, trying to escape from him.

“Hey- hey!” you recognized that voice, that voice that made you writhe and melt. You instantly stopped moving, recognizing his natural smell with a hint of his expensive perfume. You looked at your side, his veiny hand and slender elegant fingers along with his pretty nails, it was all familiar. “It's just me, okay?” He made you turn around, keeping his arm around your waist as his other hand pulled the mask up, letting you see his face.

“Sunghoon?” You asked, blinking a few times before you frowned, hitting his chest and shoulder. “You're an idiot, what if there was an actual creep or killer here?” You spat angrily, making him smirk.

“Did my baby girl get scared over a villain that she doesn't find scary?” He teased, making you pout.

“You know it's not the same in real life,” you said, hitting his chest once again before you sighed.

“I'm sorry my love, I just wanted some revenge for your little joke from last year.” He explained, leaning closer to press a soft kiss on your cheek.

“You're such an idiot,” you hit his biceps, making him laugh as he guided you backwards, caging you between his tall frame and the counter.

“I'm sorry angel, let me make it up to you,” he leaned forward, pressing a peck to your lips. “Let me fulfill your dirty fantasy~” he cooed, lips brushing against yours before he crashed them against yours in a passionate and steamy kiss.

You kissed him back, settling your hands on his strong chest as he pressed you against the counter, his member growing in his pants as he started grinding against you. His tongue poking at your bottom lip, quietly asking you for permission. You parted your lips, letting him slide his tongue in your mouth as your tongue found his, dancing together in a perfect rhythm.

After a good makeout session, you felt your pussy dripping with arousal as his cock was now completely hard. He bit down on your lip, tugging on it gently before he pulled away, panting as you both tried to catch your breath.

“Here's what we'll do, you're gonna go to our bedroom and wait for me,” he mumbled, his lips brushing against yours with every word.

“What if I don't want to?” You asked, smirking at him as you watched his Adam's apple going up and down. Sunghoon's hand leaving your waist as he reached the knife behind you, placing the sharp and cold blade against your neck. “Please don't kill me, Mr GhostFace~" You pout at him, “if I let you fuck my tight pussy, will you let me live, please?”

His other hand went up, tugging on the mask to pull it down again, covering his face. “I'll let you live tonight… I must warn you, I like to be rough with pretty girls like you.” He says, tilting his head. “But don't worry princess, daddy will take good care of you~” he bit his lip under the mask, the hand that gripped your waist went up to your face, three of his long digits tapping your bottom lip, you knew what he wanted. You parted your lips for him, gaze fixed on his mask as he shoved his fingers in your mouth. You quickly started sucking on them, moving your tongue around his fingers and making sure that they were covered in your spit.

Sunghoon pushed his fingers deeper into your mouth, making you choke on them as your eyes got teary. A beautiful sight if you asked him. You kept sucking on them, leaving them all nice and wet before he pulled them out of your mouth. The sharp blade left your neck as he dragged the point of the knife down your body until he reached your crotch. The boy pulled your shirt up, admiring the cute panties that you wore as he chuckled.

“Nothing but this?” he snickered, his free hand going down as well before he slid his pinky under the fabric, pulling it away from your cunt. “We don't need it~” he said, sliding the knife between the fabric and your skin. The dull part making contact with your soft skin made you whimper from its coldness before he cut the panties, repeating the same action at the other side of your underwear letting it fall on the kitchen floor.

His fingers traveled to your pussy, playing with your wet folds teasingly and making you moan. His index and middle finger circling your clit slowly as the blade went back to your throat. After a few minutes, he pushed one of his digits inside you, starting to thrust into you at a slow pace.

“F-fuck, feels so good daddy!” you moaned as Sunghoon slowed down, adding a second finger, making you clench around his digits. It doesn't matter how many times he fucked you with his fingers and his thick cock, he always prepped you, except when you acted like a brat.

“I wonder how you'll take my cock if you're already clenching like this, slut,” he teased you, shoving a third finger inside you as his pace got faster and rougher. His fingers hit your sweet spot as his thumb rubbed your clit. You moaned louder as you threw your head back, already feeling your orgasm approaching. Sunghoon knew your body, the way your legs trembled while your eyes rolled back, along with the way that your moans suddenly turned into whimpers, he knew that you were close.

He grinned under his mask, pulling his fingers out of you and earning a loud whine from you before you complained. “No, no, please, let me cum,” you begged but he only pressed the sharp blade against your throat again, making you shut up.

“You're not cumming yet,” he said, grabbing a fistful of your hair as he pushed you down to kneel on the floor, keeping the blade on your neck. “Make me cum, whore.” He ordered, opening his robe and letting you see his boxers. You licked your lips as you saw the outline of his big dick hard as a rock, a stain of precum on the fabric of his boxers, making your mouth water.

Your boyfriend tugged on your hair, pushing your face against his crotch until your face was touching the fabric, your cheek hitting the cold and sticky wet patch on his underwear as his cock twitched. He let out a groan as he felt your lips kissing his clothed shaft. You gulped, pulling away from him, shaky small hands tugging on the hem of his underwear as you pulled it down, freeing his dick.

His eyes fixed on you as he watched you through the mask. You spat on his cock, wrapping your fingers around his shaft to spread it before pumping his dick just the way he liked it. You kissed his tip, licking it teasingly and moaning at the taste of his precum before you started sucking on his tip. Your boyfriend let out a groan as he pressed the blade on your neck.

“Stop fucking teasing,” he deadpanned, you felt your pussy getting wetter at his harsh tone. You obliged, taking him deeper into your mouth, trying your best not to choke as you bobbed your head up and down. The boy threw his head back, enjoying the warmth of your mouth and how it felt around his cock as you sucked him off.

Your head going up and down faster as the boy moaned your name over and over again, thrusting into your mouth sometimes and making you choke on his cock. Tears running down your face as he starts fucking your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat with every thrust. His hand pulling your hair as he gets closer to his orgasm.

After a few more thrusts he groaned, pushing your head closer to his body as he came down your throat. You tried to swallow as much as you could as you kept sucking him off through his orgasm.

“Fuck, good girl~” he groaned, his voice deeper than before as he saw his cum dripping down your chin. “Pretty girls are always the messiest~” he shook his head as you pulled away from his cock, looking up at him innocently. His hand released your hair, brushing against your jawline until it reached your chin. He gathered the cum on his fingers, smearing it all over your cheeks and mouth. “So fucking pretty~” He whispered as you got up again.

“Mr Ghost Face~” you pouted, tugging on his robe as you gave him your best puppy eyes. “Can you please fuck me?” You asked him, earning a chuckle from him as he pushed you against the counter, putting the knife against your throat again, leaning closer until your face was an inch away from his.

“Is that why you sucked me off? Just because you want me to fuck you?” He snickered, shaking his head. “You're nothing but a cockslut, aren't you?”

“Yes,” you answered to his question, eagerly nodding. “I'm your cockslut, only yours, daddy.”

Sunghoon bit down on his lip, leaving the knife on the marble counter. He placed his hands on your hips, turning you around quickly and bending you over the counter, making you whine. His cock already hard as he took one of his hands down, grabbing the base of his cock as he pushed his tip inside your hole. You moaned at the stretch, trying to roll your hips back but he tightened his grasp on your hips, keeping you in place.

“Stay still or I won't let you cum.” He threatened, earning a nod from you. He smirked at your reaction, pushing the rest of his length inside you before he started thrusting in a slow pace to let you get used to his size. “Fuck, your pussy is so tight, kitten.”

You let out a moan, enjoying the way his big cock stretched you out so well. After a few thrusts, the pain was replaced by pleasure. “Faster please,” you begged him. Sunghoon obliged, picking up his pace as he grabbed your shirt, tugging on it. The kitchen was now filled with the lewd sounds that fell from your mouth and his, along with the clapping sound of his hips against your ass.

You clenched your walls around his dick, hearing him groan under the mask as he kept his pace, his dick twitching inside you.

“Fuck, I'm not gonna last too long if you keep clenching like that, bitch,” he groaned, thrusting deeper and harder into you. One of his hands moving down to your core, his thumb rubbing your clit in circular motions, making you whine as you felt your orgasm getting closer.

“Fuck, wanna cum!” You exclaimed, feeling your body trembling. “P-please let me cum! I've been so good, please!” You begged him. The boy hovered over your body before he whispered in your ear, “cum for me, slut.” As soon as he pronounced those words, you came around his cock, clenching around him as he kept pounding. Tears rolling down your face from the overstimulation.

“I'm almost there baby, just a bit more,” he kept pounding, his thrusts getting sloppier as he was reaching his high. “Fuck-” he cursed, painting your walls white as he came, emptying his balls inside you and filling you up to the brim as he slowly thrusted. Sunghoon pants, pulling out of you as he moved the mask up, kneeling on the floor before he bit down on his lip. “Holy fuck, look at that pretty pussy~” He smirked, watching his cum oozing out of your cunt.

He placed his hands on the back of your thighs, burying his face into your cunt, lapping at your folds and swallowing the mix of your arousal and his cum. You shivered from the overstimulation as your boyfriend ate you out like a starved man. He shoved his tongue into your hole, cleaning the last drop of cum and swallowing it as he moaned against your core. He got up, licking his lips as he watched your trembling legs, pulling the mask down again to cover his face.

“Already shivering, baby?” He laughed, placing his hands on your waist as he made you turn around, amazed by the image in front of him. Your face was covered in tears and cum but in his eyes you looked beautiful. You wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands went down, stopping at the back of your thighs so he could pick you up.

“That felt so good, Hoonie,” You whispered, staring at the mask in front of you. He smirked under the mask before talking. “Well, you see, kitten…” he made his way towards the bedroom, “I'm not done with you yet.” Once you were inside your shared bedroom, he put you down on your back on the soft mattress, hovering over you.

Your boyfriend ground against your core, his soft dick rubbing between your folds, making you wetter with every move as he started to get hard again. His tip nudged against your clit, making you moan as he tugged on your wrists, pinning them above your head with just one hand.

“You're gonna be a good girl and keep your hands there, am I clear?” He orders, earning a nod from you. “Use your words.” He said in a harsh tone as he sat on his knees, taking off the costume robe. He placed his hand on your hips, aligning his tip with your entrance with his other hand. “Use your fucking words.” He ordered.

“Y-yes daddy! I'll keep them there.” You mumbled with a nod. He smirked, pushing his cock inside you until he was bottoming out. “Good girl,” he whispered before thrusting into you. His thrusts were sharp and hard as he started at a slow pace just to tease you. He looked at you, your pretty face was a mess, lips parted as you moaned his name. Your boyfriend picked up his pace, groaning as your moans got louder.

After a few minutes, he moved his hands to your legs, pulling them up as your ankles rested on his shoulders. His thrusts got deeper as you rolled your eyes back at the new angle, feeling his tip kissing your cervix. His hand traveled down to your clit as he started rubbing it, making you cry as you suddenly creamed his cock without warning. Your walls clenching around his shaft as you came hard. He hovered over you as he kept pounding into you, making you whine from the overstimulation.

“Such a beautiful whore~” he said with a groan. “Listen, since you've been so good, you're allowed to touch me~” In your fucked out state, you wrapped your arms around his waist, hands resting on his strong back before you dug your nails into his skin. He moaned at the sting, rolling his hips against yours.

Sunghoon slowed down a bit, his thrusts were deep and sharp, as he watched you trying to roll your hips to fuck yourself on his cock. He gave a hard thrust to make you stop before he picked up his pace again.

“Are you close, baby?” He asked, earning a whine from you that he took as a yes, knowing that you couldn't even speak from how good he made you feel, but he also knew you were close from how you clenched at his words. “Cum with daddy then~” his thrusts getting sloppier as he approached his own high. However, he kept his pace and after a few deep thrusts, he was cumming inside you again. The warm feeling of his cum painting your walls white triggered your own orgasm as you creamed his cock. A white ring of cum appeared on the base of his cock as he kept pounding through your orgasms, your nails leaving more scratches on his back as your walls milked him dry.

Tears of pleasure rolled down your face as you tried to catch your breath. Your boyfriend took his hand up, pulling off the mask and throwing it on the floor before he took his hands to your legs, wrapping them around his waist before his body flopped on top of yours without pulling out. He kissed your cheeks softly, kissing your tears away as he rubbed your waist gently.

“My good girl~ you took me so well, baby,” he whispered against your lips before kissing you softly. “I'm so proud of you, my angel.” You smiled at his words, shutting your eyes.

“Thanks daddy~ it felt so good.” You weakly mumbled, “but I'm really tired now.” You pouted at him, earning another kiss on your lips.

“Let me run us a bath so we can go to sleep later, okay?” He tried to get up but you hugged him tighter. “Baby~ come on, we need to get cleaned up.” He tried to convince you but you shook your head, opening your eyes to look at him with your best puppy eyes.

“Can we stay here for a bit?” You asked softly, “Just want to rest in your arms now, I don't care if I'm feeling sticky.” Your hands moved from his back to his face, cupping his cheeks as you pulled him into a kiss. “Please, Hoonie,” you mumbled between kisses. The boy didn't say anything, he just kissed you back as you felt his body weight fall on you again.

Once you pulled away, he talked. “Is it just me or that was the best sex we've ever had?” He grinned at you, making you blush as you nodded. “Guess it was a very good idea to get that costume~” He teased, making you giggle as you hit his bicep playfully.

“Oh shut up, you perv,” you rolled your eyes playfully as you both laughed before he crashed his lips against yours, kissing you softly as you melted into each other's arms.

#sunghoon smut #park sunghoon smut #enhypen sunghoon smut #sunghoon hard hours #sunghoon hard thoughts

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lupi-usque-ad-finem · 1 year

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thinking about werewolves

werewolves that find comfort in the moonlight. werewolves who adore the sunlight. werewolves with ptsd from transforming. werewolves being overjoyed after their first transformation. werewolves being open about their fears and loves in their lycanthropy and finding solace in others. turning another as a sign of love, trust, and consent. full moon ceremonies. werewolf body language. werewolf slang blending with human slang. humans who grow up in a pack of werewolves and being practically identical to them. the first time a werewolf is welcomed into their pack. packs of all kinds. hippie packs of werewolves travelling across the country in a van way too small for all of them. a small town gas station run by the local werewolf lady who’s ears perk up and smiles when you walk in. elder werewolves. retirement homes for werewolves. elder werewolves playing and spending time with their grandcubs. werewolves with control over their transformations and live as a constant mix of human and wolf. werewolf coats, mannerisms, traits, and forms differing depending on where they live in the world. city dwelling werewolves. countryside werewolves. backpacking werewolves finding entire towns filled with werewolves and packs and realising that yes, they can find home exactly as they are. werewolf safe havens. famous werewolves using their influence for progressive change. a human and werewolf finding love. cubs playfighting with the human kids in the neighbourhood. werewolves with huge families and all kinds of siblings and elders and cubs. werewolf families having weekly game nights and dinners with their human neighbours. werewolf trait genetics. cubs who have frail fur and short nails and babble instead of bark. cubs who are furry and have fangs and claws and snouts and shrill little howls. werewolf siblings where one appears fully human and the other looks like the family dog and they don’t even notice a difference. coed human and werewolf schools. the football team populated by werewolves. the track team winning national championships every year. the spring play of Beauty and the Beast winning the community vote for best costume design. drama kid werewolves painting sets and getting acrylics and oil paints in their fur. recess being the preschool cubs favourite time of the day—right after lunch of course. night classes for werewolves and insomniac human students. one day the English teacher comes in half transformed and just sighs and calls it a movie day. prom being won by a werewolf and human couple. werewolf outreach groups to help those recently turned. search and rescue werewolves. war dog werewolves. werewolf physical and mental therapists. werewolf astrologists. werewolf clinics. werewolves consenting to their bodies to be used for scientific research when they pass. organ donor werewolves. werewolf scientists working to discover their true origin. hormone therapy for werewolves who find it difficult to transform or those who need help controlling their transformations. werewolf summer camps. werewolf sled teams. land owners who are both the grounds dogs and the ranchers. werewolf herding dogs. werewolves who grow out their fur then cut it to make coats for werewolves who’ve lost their fur. werewolves who carry the fangs of their deceased with them. werewolf bones laid to rest next their human mate in graves thousands of years old. tombs of packs and families in pristine condition. oil paintings of packs hundreds of years old. werewolf funeral traditions. discovering that multiple influential poets, archaeologists, leaders, scholars, scientists, etc. in the past were werewolves. werewolf and human history being intertwined for millennia. drawings and scriptures and proverbs of large speaking wolves living alongside the humans depicted. myths and stories and tales and passages about werewolves. times in history where humans and werewolves were virtually indistinguishable. the oldest known cave drawings full of massive paw prints placed purposefully and lovingly right next to human hand prints. werewolves. <3

#TUMBLR WONT LET ME TYPE MORE #BUT BY GOD IS MY BRAIN F I L L E D WITH WERWOLVES.#ruff ruff #wolfkin #therian #therianthropy #werewolfkin #otherkin #theriankin #caninekin #dogkin #wulverkin #werewolf #werewolves #werewolf hc

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megxplryxb · 2 years

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Bite Me...

*Note* Hey everyone, sorry for the lack of posts lately, i've been really sick and feeling crap but started to write this on Halloween night and only finished it now. Also, Green with Envy pt. 2 is almost finished so bare with me. Anyway, enjoy your weekend beautiful people <3

Warnings: Smut at the end because we all love smutty Steve.

Pairings: Steve Harrington fem!reader

Disclaimer: I do not take any credit for gifs used.

The sound of children’s laughter and excitement echoed loudly through your usually quiet neighbourhood as Halloween night was finally upon the town of Hawkins, Indiana. You smiled, looking out your bedroom window to see an army of kids hyped up on sugar, running all over the leaf filled streets with their flashlights, knocking on doors, dressed up as monsters and superheroes trying to get as much loot as they could before darkness completely covered the skies and their parents ordered them to call it a night.

Halloween had been your personal favourite holiday ever since you were a little girl, running around trick or treating with your friends, collecting as much candy as you could in your costume of choice for that year, secretly watching horror movies with your older brothers’ to end the evening while your parents were out at some gathering. Now that you were older however, trick or treating had been traded for drinking and partying but the dressing up tradition had always remained firmly intact for you and your friends.

Music blared from the radio on your bedside locker as you added the finishing touches to the vampire outfit you were wearing to Steve Harrington’s Halloween bash at his parents house. Two fake puncture wounds on the side of your neck, eye make up dark and glittery as your mouth featured a pair of plastic fangs. Your usual straight hair now full of long loose curls, black tights matching the colour of your short skirt. Cleavage much fuller than normal as the purple corset top hugged your chest tightly making your boobs spill over the edge ever so slightly. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t intended on looking a tiny bit slutty tonight, thankful your parents had already long gone to their own Halloween activities to notice what you were wearing.

The beep outside signalled to you that Jonathan had arrived and was waiting patiently outside. The second and continuous beep, signalled to you that he had already picked up Eddie Munson who was not being so patient and wanted you out of the house immediately. You rolled your eyes at your friend’s immaturity, bending down to the mirror on your dressing table, applying the dark shade of lipstick before grabbing your purse and heading out the front door.

“Come on sweetheart, we should be drunk al—SWEET JESUS” Eddie cried, hanging out the car window, stunned as you walked towards your friends, finally getting in to the back seat beside the long haired boy.

“You look amazing!” Nancy squealed excitedly. “You guys do too, you’re really pulling off the blonde wig Nance!” You complimented as Nancy smiled sweetly. She had her and Jonathan’s costumes picked out since the middle of summer, deciding to go as Sandy and Danny from Grease as it was her favourite movie. Jonathan easily agreeing to it once she was happy.

“I know I’m not supposed to say things like this to one of my best friend’s but fuck you look smokin’ hot.” Eddie drooled, eyes glued to your cleavage. He was dressed as some up and coming musician called Slash and swore that this guy was going to be the next up and coming rockstar.

“Eddie can you not be a perv for five minutes?” Nancy pleaded.

“Eyes up here at all times Munson.” You ordered, pointing to your face as he shook his head to focus. “Yes, ma’am.” He joked as you shouldered him playfully.

“Wonder what Harrington is going as this year.” Jonathan quizzed as everyone else shrugged. You knew Steve was dressing as Joel Goodsen from Risky Business, he had showed you the costume two days ago while you lay naked in his bed after another round of mind blowing sex. But that was a secret you had both been keeping from your friends for the last couple of months, because tonight while pretending to be a bloodsucking creature of the night, you also had to pretend that you weren’t in a relationship with one, Steve Harrington.

You weren’t exactly sure when your feelings for Steve had changed from platonic to romantic, maybe those feelings had always been there deep down but you knew something had definitely shifted between you after getting trapped in that Russian elevator back at the Starcourt mall. The way he intertwined his fingers with yours as you sat on the cold floor trying to come up with a plan to get out of there, the way you rested yourself on his shoulder while his hand sat on your thigh, the fact that you had almost kissed while the others were sleeping until Dustin let one rip and pulled you back to reality again, both of you bursting in to quiet fits of laughter. You could see how much Steve had matured by the way he protected you from the Russian guards when they held you captive while Robin, Dustin and Erica had escaped to get help. It was he who took the beatings when they looked for information that neither of you could give, drugging you both in the hopes that someone would let something slip. The only thing Steve let slip in his drugged up state though, was his regret of not getting to kiss you back in the elevator, a regret you silently agreed with.

Neither of you brought it up again after the drugs had worn off and the mind flayer had been defeated. You decided to take Max under your wing after losing her brother and Steve was busy job hunting with Robin after the mall had all but burned to the ground. When you did find yourselves together however, either alone or with the others, you were certain there was a spark between you that neither had noticed before. Things stayed that way for several months, you and Steve being drawn to each other, finding reasons to touch or be near the other, it was something unspoken between you but you both knew it was there. Then, like clockwork, strange things started to occur in Hawkins once more with Chrissy Cunningham mysteriously dying, followed by Fred Benson days later. It didn’t take the group long to figure out another battle was on the horizon.

The battle with Vecna felt darker and more personal than it ever had before. The creature playing on people’s fears and weaknesses, taking pleasure in causing so much terror and pain and for the first time, you weren’t sure it was a fight that you and the others could win. You were fearful for the younger teens safety, hating that they were once again in danger but you all promised to see it through to the end one way or the other.

The night before the final fight, you found yourself at Steve’s house, both realising that if you were going to die, you wanted to spend your last night in the presence of the other. It had become a common theme, finding comfort in each other’s company every time your little town was on the brink of total destruction. Sharing a bottle of whiskey from his parents drinks cabinet, sitting on his living room floor, backs against the couch, listening to music as you talked about all the things you hadn’t gotten to do in life up to that moment. You weren’t sure how it happened or who had initiated it but suddenly your lips were on Steve’s, hands lost in hair, clothes torn off and desperate words being whispered in to each other’s ears. Something that had started out fast and frenzied became slow and passionate, as realisation set in that it might have been your first and last night together. Feelings that had been hidden away for the better part of a year, now out in the open, bodies aching to feel anything other than fear and the next morning you woke in Steve’s bed, laying across his chest as he held you close.

It had been the best night of your life.

Now months later, Vecna was dead and you and Steve were finally a proper couple, although no one else knew that yet. The two of you had been enjoying your time together in secret, getting to know one another better before telling everyone else about your relationship. You knew they’d all be ecstatic, especially Dustin and Max but neither of you were ready to answer any questions yet. So instead, you snuck around like naughty teenagers, trying to steal moments with each other whenever possible and you had to admit, it was pretty fun.

You knew Steve would both love and hate your Halloween costume. He had begged you to tell him what you were going as, pleading with you not to look too revealing as he’d spend all night trying to hide an awkward hard on, knowing he couldn’t touch you without blowing your cover. He should never have told you that because you had made it your job to find the most scandalous clothing possible, wanting to make him suffer.

Jonathan pulled up, parking on the side of the street as you all emptied out of the car. “m’lady” Eddie bowed, offering his hand to help you out, you gladly accepting. “Who said chivalry was dead?” You teased as he winked at you, walking towards the door. Nancy’s soft knock was met by a sneer from Eddie. “Nance, just walk in. No one’s gonna hear your knock with the music that loud.” Jonathan muttered.

“No, Jonathan it’s rude to just walk in to someone’s house!” She argued.

“It’s Steve, I don’t think he’ll be offended.” You laughed. “You’re all wasting valuable drinking time!”. Eddie groaned, finally shuffling by everyone to open the door. The house was already packed with people as you made your way in to find your boyfriend and Robin. Your best friend had also been roped in to help Steve for the better part of two days, cleaning, decorating and shopping for drinks and food for the party, both of you taking over the duties when Steve went to work at the video store. Eventually, you found them both in the kitchen, talking to a bunch of people over a couple of drinks and you couldn’t help but bite your lip seeing Steve in his sunglasses, something about it just made you weak, thoughts immediately turning dirty in your mind.

“You’re here!” Robin gasped, noticing you first as Steve’s attention was pulled from his current conversation to look at you, jaw almost hitting the floor when he saw you. You tried your best to keep your focus on Robin but you couldn’t help notice the lust in his eyes as you mentally undressed each other.

“I know, sorry we’re a bit late, we had to stop at the store for cigarettes for Eddie and then Jonathan forgot his jacket and—”

“I wanna say I’m hearing you but I’m way too distracted by your boobs.” Robin teased as you let out a laugh. “Robin!” You cried, blushing slightly at your friend who was dressed as Carrie, and weirdly pulling it off.

“I’m sorry! It’s just I’ve never seen them so on show before, I don’t know why you don’t show them more often, you have very nice boobies and I’m going to stop talking before Vickie gets here and I get in to trouble.”

“Buckley, stop perving on your best friend.” Steve joked as Robin shoved him playfully. “I’m just complimenting her boobies dingus, girls are allowed to do that sort of thing.” Robin defended.

“Well maybe you should go compliment your girlfriend’s boobies instead because she just walked in the front door.” Steve said encouraging Robin towards the hallway. “Oh, look how cute she looks! I’ll be back in a second.” Robin squealed, running to greet her girlfriend, leaving you and Steve alone as he handed you a red cup full of beer.

“So can I compliment your boobies too or is that weird?” He whispered in a teasing voice. “I’d be highly offended if you didn’t, Harrington.” You flirted back, taking a sip of your drink as he took in the view before him, removing his glasses, placing the temple in his mouth to inspect you further. “Jesus Christ, you’re too fucking hot in that outfit.” He groaned, practically drooling all over the place.

“You’re looking pretty hot yourself, Stevie.” You grinned as he stopped himself from moving closer.

“How am I gonna last the night with you looking like that huh?” He whispered desperately in your ear before the others joined you back in the kitchen.

“What are you guys talking about?” Eddie asked suspiciously as you and Steve both looked at each other…”Boobies.” You said in unison as Eddie laughed excitedly.

“My kind of conversation.”

An hour or so had past and you were back in the kitchen after having danced with Nancy, Robin and Vickie, sitting on the counter top with another drink in hand.

“I think Steve’s seeing someone.” Robin stated, stuffing her face with nachos as you tried not to spit your beer all over the floor.

“What makes you say that?” You asked nervously, looking over at Steve who was sat on the couch in deep conversation with Jonathan and Eddie.

“Well, besides the huge hickey he had on his neck in work last week, he’s not flirting with the customers which is totally unlike him and he hasn’t been on a date in like months. Haven’t you noticed?” Robin asked.

“I guess I haven’t.” You shrugged, avoiding eye contact with her.

“Has he said anything to you?” She questioned as you shifted uncomfortably.

“No, why would he? You’re his best friend, you see him more than I do and I’m sure if he was seeing someone, he’d tell you first.” You assured, feeling slightly guilty for lying to her.

“I don’t know, I mean, I’d really love to meet her if she does exist because he’s been really happy lately, happier than I’ve ever seen him.” Robin revealed smiling at you as you smiled back, heart fluttering at her words about Steve. You weren’t quite sure if she was trying to hint at something but you were thankful when Vickie interrupted the conversation, dragging her girlfriend back to the dance floor again.

A couple of hours past and the party was still in full swing, drinks were flowing, music playing, people dancing and making out. You had just beaten Eddie in beer pong, the two of you deciding to take a couple of shots afterwards for good measure but now you were starting to feel a little light headed, deciding to sneak outside to Steve's back yard for some air.

"Boo." Your boyfriend whispered huskily, wrapping his strong arms around you, nuzzling in to your neck.

"Steve, someone could walk out here at any second!" You giggled, turning to face him.

"What kind of boyfriend would I be if I left you out here all alone huh? Lot's of creepy people out tonight just looking to take advantage of an innocent girl." He teased, as you let his hands roam your body, your arms sliding around his neck. "Is that so?"

"Mmhmm." He nodded, grinning at you.

"Oh Stevie, I think you're underestimating your girlfriend." You flirted, walking slowly to the side of Steve's house, curling your finger, signalling for him to follow you.

"And why is that princess?" He asked licking his lips, catching up to you as you grinned cheekily at him, lifting your skirt ever so slightly to slowly pull your black lace thong down around your ankles before removing them completely, throwing them at your boyfriend.

"Because I'm not very innocent at all."

"Holy shit...." He swallowed, putting a hand through his hair, unable to get any words out of his mouth.

"Steve Harrington lost for words...that's gotta be a first." You smirked, biting your lip as he stared lustfully at you.

Steve had never seen you like this before, usually it was he who would take control, initiate the flirting or the foreplay but here you stood, so bold, so brazen, full of confidence, absolutely radiating sex and fuck, it was turning him on.

"Do you have any idea what you're doing to me right now?" He groaned, closing the space between you, backing you in to the wall. Steve took your hand, placing it on his already hardened cock, priding yourself on your ability to arouse him that quick. "You see what you do to me huh? The way your fuckin' dressed, fuck i've been staring at you all night, just want to ruin you." He whispered.

"I want that too." You moaned, feeling his hand slide between your legs, sliding a finger achingly slow through your folds, letting out a pathetic whine. "So fuckin' wet, always ready for me. Think I could fuck you out here without anyone seeing, baby?" He questioned in your ear, making you shiver excitedly at the thoughts of him fucking you in his backyard. Deep down you knew it was a bad idea but it was hard to care when Steve was whispering dirty things in your ear, promising to make you come over and over again.

"Steve.." You whimpered as his lips met yours, tongue darting in to your mouth. "Wanna know a secret? I've got a thing for vampires and you're the hottest one I've ever seen." He confessed, a darkness in his eyes as the lust began to take over.

"Want me to bite you Stevie?" You teased, nipping lightly at him, leaving wet kisses down his collarbone.

"Oh shit, want you to bite me baby, fucking do it." He pleaded as you sunk your teeth in to his neck. Steve hissing in pleasure as you began to suck on the skin, leaving an instant bruise.

“Oh, oh fuck you’re so hot right now.” He cried, grabbing your hair, holding you in place as you continued to suck and lick his neck.

“Taste good, baby?” He asked as you nodded, proud of the love bite you had left on him.

“Wanna suck on something else now….” You admitted, playing with his belt buckle as he shook his head in disbelief.

“Christ, you’re really trying to kill me.” He stated, throwing his head back as you began to unzip his pants.

“Harrington, where the fuck are you?” Eddie yelled from the house as you quickly pulled apart, knowing it was only a matter of time before your friend checked the yard.

“Shit.” Steve muttered, trying to fix himself before returning to the party, hiding his hickey with the collar of his shirt. “Typical Munson.” He sighed as you fixed your hair and outfit, trying to grab your panties back from your boyfriend.

“Not so fast sweetheart, I’m not finished with you yet, not by a long shot.” He grinned, dangling your lace thong in front of you.

“Steve!” You blushed, trying to grab your underwear again as he stuffed them in to his pants pocket. “I’m gonna keep these for now because what I have planned for you later, doesn’t involve panties.” He smirked as you huffed, folding your arms. Steve slyly smacking your ass as you both walked back in to the house, instantly being greeted by Eddie, wearing a shit eating grin on his face, realising exactly what you two had been up to.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington smut #steve stranger things #stranger things #stranger things smut #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic #stranger things 4

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papercupids · 1 year

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home - kim mingyu

pairing -> kim mingyu x reader

genre -> way too much fluff.

summary -> an year after that confession, you're so glad to have mingyu by your side, and hope he stays that way, forever.

a/n -> this can be read as a standalone but i wrote it after writing "a second longer," so this is the part two for it. also apologies for uploading shorter works, but i've got a good one for mingyu's birthday for sure !! :)

word count -> 400+

When you entered the apartment, it was out of a romcom movie, with petals lining the floor and the smell of vanilla candles gracing the air, knowing mingyu, though this wasn’t unexpected. He always loved going out of his way to show his love for you.

And there he was, setting the table, his hair which had grown out for the time being were disheveled as he seemed to mutter something to himself as he prepared the table, you walk slowly behind him and place a stray strand behind his ear, to which he looks back surprised and then smiles, and then wrapping his arms around you.

“Look who it is!”

With the both of you smiling ear-to-ear, it was a moment you would never forget, small moments like these when you were so sure of yourself, and this, the connection you shared with this person that you wanted it to last beyond forever.

“You didn’t need to do this, gyu,” you say softly, he didn’t need to, but you appreciate what he did, part of loving him was understanding his love language and speaking to him in the same language so you take out your bag and open the zipper.

“Wait, wait, close your eyes,”

And you take out the paper ring you made, and place it on his ring finger, when he open his eyes and grins with his fangs on full display, this paper ring has made him more happy than anything worth millions has.

“Until i put a real one here,”

You kiss him, and it doesn’t feel any different than the first time, he doesn’t fail to make you feel like you’re the most important person in his world, and stagnation point? Never heard of it. Everyday is just something new, like rereading your favourite book and finding new lines everyday that you love. You don’t think you could grow sick of reading it.

Dinner was perfect, your favourite pasta, your favourite wine and your favourite person, you don’t think it could get any better than this.

Later, when you’re on the sofa, watching something you can’t pay less attention to but mingyu is laughing at, you look at him and feel nostalgic for the both of you an year ago, they were oblivious to so many great moments you’d spend together in that one year, and then hopeful, for the next few years that you would spend with him and probably look back at this moment.

You've found your home, kim mingyu.

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house-of-slayterr · 1 year

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What if I Rebranded from Immortal Velociraptor to House of Slayter?

Since House of Wax and House of 1000% corpses are two of my favourite films of all time-

And my last name is Slayter….

I think it sounds more grown up, and vague enough that the people of YouTube won’t get the reference (YouTube doesn’t understand us Slasher lovers and they’re really mean about it 😭)…

What do we think?

Tag: @mothmans-kingdom @queer-and-utter-chaos @emeraldfangs @x-littlemoth @beoneofus @luv4fandoms @visceravalentines @joelsgeetar @oceansrose2002 @ajarofpickledtears @willowbrookesblog @myers-meadow @disableddee @frenziedslashers

#rebranding #new name #new blog name #changing my branding #fang rambles #house of wax #house of 1000 corpses #fangs favourite movies

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dearorpheus · 9 months

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What are your favourite vampire stories in all medias — books, movies, anime, non fiction? Love your blog!

literature: la morte amoreuse, théophile gautier the lady of the house of love, angela carter bewitched, edith wharton "the vampire", conrad aiken

non fiction: as always, joyce carol oates' "aesthetics of fear" our vampires, ourselves, nina auerbach vampires, burial and death, paul barber from demons to dracula, matthew beresford "making the implict, explicit: vampire erotica and pornography" by bernadette lynn bosky in the blood is life (i can email this to you if you'd like, i took a scan from my uni's copy)

film, tv, anime: thirst (2009) dir. park chan-wook only lovers left alive (2013) dir. jim jarmusch vampire hunter d: bloodlust (2000) dir. yoshiaki kawajiri fright night (1985) dir. tim holland let the right one in (2008) dir. tomas alfredson ganja & hess (1973) dir. bill gunn the hunger (1983) dir. tony scott a girl walks home alone at night (2014) dir. ana lily amirpour bram stoker's dracula (2000) dir. francis ford coppola the lost boys (1987) dir. joel schumacher penny dreadful (2014-2016) "the wurdulak" from mario bava's black sabbath (1963) la morte vivante (1982) dir. jean rollin nosferatu the vampyre (1979) dir. werner herzog midnight mass (2021) dir. mike flanagan

misc: phillip glass' 1999 ost for dracula witcher 3: the wild hunt's blood&wine dlc: the atmosphere in the night of long fangs quest; the lore of tesham mutna; the bruxae<3; the vocals in the beast of beauclair; regis, dettlaff, orianna...

adjacent/periphery: bataille's blue of noon, kristeva's powers of horror, sade's justine

#thank you!#and tortured hands so pale?#asks

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weirdly-specific-but-ok · 28 days

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twilight for the uninitiated

HEYLO BABYGIRLS, BITCHBOYS, AND BOYCOTTERS OF THE BINARY! It's your favourite (and I should hope only) Good Omens Mascot and Maggot Prince here. Yesterday (earlier today? idk I sleep in naps) way over on the maggots server some of y'all were insulting Twilight. Which I am 100% supportive of, but for Bildaddy's sake, you need to insult it CORRECTLY.

But should you have to hate-watch or hate-read it? Nah, you've got me. In middle school I got late to school because I was reading the books in the bathroom instead of getting ready. I'VE GOT YOU! Gonna mix up the book and movie for optimum enjoyment.

Dramatis Personae: Edward Cullen, aka Sparkles the Vampire. Bella Swan, aka Bella Sue. Jacob Black, aka Wolfy Eggfucker. Charlie Swan, aka Gunboy ACAB. And Dr Carlisle Cullen, aka Zaddy. @orpiknight taught me that word.

ALRIGHT! So Bella Sue's mum and dad are divorced and she lives with her mum. But her mum's like lmao fuck you when she gets a touring boyfriend and tosses Bella Sue to Forks, where it rains a lot, and where her dad Gunboy lives.

So Bella Sue grabs a cactus because that represents Arizona and hauls ass, and Gunboy makes awkward comments about her hair. Bonding! But then he gets her a pickup truck, which is wild-o.

First day of school and Bella Sue is very popular because Small Town and the boys are very tingly in the ballsacks if you catch my drift. Anna Kendrick asks her why she's white (YOU CAN'T JUST ASK PEOPLE WHY THEY'RE WHITE, KAREN!) and then promptly forgets she was in the movie.

INTRODUCING THE VAMPIRES! This is a vampire story, by the way. There's Himbo, Blonde Murderer, and they're dating/married. There's Bi Awakening and some constipated looking dude from the Confederate army, and they're dating/married (don't worry about it). There's Sparkles, of course, and they all walk into the cafeteria being Hot apparently. Sparkles stares at Bella Sue. This is to be a common theme.

Sparkles thinks Bella Sue stinks. No, like, literally, she stinks coz he wants to eat her and food smells etc. Bella Sue also has magic powers and Sparkles can't read her mind. He's like >:(=. Those are his fangs, btw. But then he goes away with his family to hunt animals and drink blood and comes back like :)=.

Bella Sue almost gets hit by a car but then Sparkles jumps in and pushes it away. He then gaslight gatekeeps girlbosses her, and googles adrenaline rush to explain it to her. AND GUESS WHO HEALS HER? IT'S SPARKLES'S DAD, AND MY ZADDY. He walks into the ER all blonde and gentle and competent. Oh and he's a vampire too and so is his wife but like his magic power is compassion and also he's learned to regulate himself around blood. And he's pretty. Zaddy.

He's so fucking pretty but then we have to go back to the Plot and some humans are being killed or whatever and Gunboy is takin' charge yo. Sparkles keep chasing after Bella Sue to tell her to stay away from him and finding her randomly to remind her to ABSOLUTELY STAY AWAY and then he stalks her in the night and has dinner with her after saving her from a gang to tell her to ABSOLUTELY STAY AWAY. Also, he's like 110 years old. Whatever.

Oh and Sparkles breaks into her room to watch her sleep at night. It's super duper romantic. (No, trust me, once you see Wolfy in the later books, this will be super duper romantic). Then he takes her to abandoned clearings in woods to threaten to kill her and he tells her to SAY WHAT HE IS and she's like MOSQUITE LEECH VAMPIRE.

AND THEN HE SPARKLES! A LOT! And they go to the Cullens house and play baseball and Zaddy is looking absolutely lovely and welcomes them and even stands off some random vampires that show up. But one of them likey-likey's Bella Sue's blood.

Bella Sue is like lmao fuck you you're not a good dad to Gunboy to keep him safe or whatever and runs away with the Cullens to keep herself safe or whatever. Idk man Zaddy is just very pretty throughout.

And then there's a ballet place and Bella Sue goes there to get murdered coz she doesn't want to be a burden to the Cullens (homegirl never been so real). The Cullens get there and kill the vampire but then she's vampiring so Sparkles sucks the venom out and Zaddy heals her. Looking pretty. Blonde hair, golden eyes, etc.

And then Gunboy and Bella Sue's mum show up and she goes home and she's like SPARKLES TURN ME INTO A VAMPIRE TOO and he's like yo wtf no you'll be a monster (I think he's just pissed he sucked that venom out for nothing) and she's like SPARKLES PLEASE UWU and he's like UGH WE'LL SEE and they dance at prom but anyway there it ends. It should have ended with a shot of Zaddy but anyway.

*influence voice* Like and subscribe Like and reblog for a part II coz there are three more books/four more movies. Gotta get that education. Now I have the urge to make a youtube video. Garn. ANYWAY LOVE YOU ALL BYE MAGGOTS.

#weirdly specific but ok #twilight #twilight saga #the twilight saga #the cullens #charlie swan #carlisle cullen #daddy cullen #asmi #good omens mascot #maggots #twilight summary #twilight books #would this have been shorter if i hadn't been thirsty for carlisle #maybe but romeo and juliet would have been shorter without juliet ok #hamlet would be shorter without hamlet #you see my point?

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autumnaaltonen · 11 months

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i really would like to know what would be alucard reaction to a goth reader and what would be his thoughts on their style and the music they listen to!! ❤️❤️

really love your works btw!!

Alucard x Goth! Reader

Warnings: none

Immediatly thought you were the rogue vampire he and Seras were tracking down, and had one hand on his gun.

Why else would you be wearing only black from head to toe in broad daylight?

It was 6:30pm.

Seras had to quickly explain the concept of goth fashion, and how 'walking the path of darkness' is also an aesthetic, along with a vampiric lifestyle.

Alucard is happily surprised, having only ever spent time around God-fearing humans who would mistake a Hot Topic for a satanist church.

Imagine his surprise when you turn out to be their contact for the mission, having witnessed the rogue vamp acting super sus while being a regular at your favourite nightclub.

When people started going missing week after week, last seen at the entrance to the club, you knew the wannabe Edward Cullen sleazebag had something to do with it.

You walk the two vampires into the club just before opening to show them around, Skeletal Family and The Cult already blaring through the speakers as the bar sets up for the night.

"It doesn't matter if we all die. Ambition in the back of a black car. In a high building, there is so much to do. Going home time, a story on the radio."

Yeah, Alucard digs it.

Discussing the recent victims, you've already come to the conclusion that the rogue is targeting new kids to the scene, teens and young adults who were just getting into goth culture themselves.

Basically, Alucard and Seras were targeting an undead nark gatekeeper.

Alucard admires your smarts and obervational skills, given that you recognized the target without any help from the experts, but you reassure them that they'll know the vamp when they see him.

Before the club opens, you take Seras behind the bar and force her to go through the Lost n' Found bin to suit up. While her military cosplay hugged her in all the right places, the blue and white were going to make her stick out like a sore thumb.

You reassure Alucard that he's already dressed to impress, and that no one will be any wiser that he was new at the club.

"Will my attire not attract any unwanted attention?" he asks you with a smile, as you help Seras with her makeup in the washroom.

"You will have so many bitches humping your leg, you're going to have trouble shaking them off when the vamp breaks into a run. So perhaps you could lose the hat and goggles," you suggest, squeezing Seras' chin as you force a fake septum around her nose.

As the club opens up to the street, in flows a tidle wave of black lace, sequins and leather. Alucard has never felt more at home, and Seras has never felt so uncomfortable around humans in her life.

Just as you said, it takes the two vamps less than half an hour to spot their target. Cake faced, glammed up with tacky chrome, and biting throats at the bar while patrons think he's just some kinky shmuck with some really authentic fake-fangs.

He's not even trying to be subtle.

Alucard and Seras manage to lead him to the mens bathroom, where they have fun pushing the prick around, treating him worse than the poor kids he 'napped and killed.

You stand at the door, not letting anyone in, and telling them that "staff are setting up a gore-fest theme as promo for the new Saw movie."

With how efficient the mission went, compared to the usual goose chase they go through, Alucard keeps your number in case they have another vamp lose in the city.

You already have a list of possible rogues at other goth hangouts you're familiar with, and are more than happy to help keep your community safe.

However, you find Alucard contacting you more so out of boredom than for work, not that you mind in the slightest.

He shows you the real nitty-gritty of the dark side, how shadows and death bend to his every whim without question, given he is the rightful King of the undead.

Alucard finds your style practical and unique, but thinks you can do better than nightclubs and festivals. It doesn't take long for him to take you under his wing as a Hellsing human associate, acting as a bridge between vampires and the living to communicate on undead disturbances.

You become his right hand, not a secretary, but his human voice and confidante. And no one dares ever question your clothes or makeup whenever you walk into a room, because they know the shadows that follow you aren't just for show anymore.

#hellsing #hellsing ultimate #alucard #hellsing alucard #alucard x reading #hellsing alucard x reader

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tired-biscuit · 1 year

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hockey player kiba you say?!?!

can we maybe get some nsfw headcanons about him…

saige, my love, of course!! <3

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 18+ mdni, fem!reader/hockey player!kiba, modern AU // dacryphilia, mentions of a spit kink (barely), lots of feral action, kiba being a robust, horny man™️ and you being his #1 girly (established relationship)

is usually rough and greedy more often than not, but definitely has his sweet moments in bed; especially when he’s super tired and wants to be babied a little

is very fond of sexting and phone sex when he’s out of town for matches. he always misses you very much, and shows his yearning for you in his own peculiar, horny way

asks for a ‘lucky nude’ or whatever he calls it before an especially important game. the happier he is, the better he plays, so you oblige like the good little girlfriend you are and wish him the best of luck just the way he wants it

sleeps naked (and prefers it if you sleep naked, too)

gets extremely frustrated if his team loses a game, and thus pours his frustrations upon you

that means he spanks you. a lot. (especially when you’re on top, riding him)

squeezes your booty so harshly with both hands that the skin starts to burn during that time as well. he basically guides you to a faster tempo and makes you endure it until he’s satisfied and entirely spent, and you’re nothing but a hot mess, clinging onto him for dear life

awakens your size kink. being a hockey player means he’s burly and powerful; so much bigger than you. broad shoulders, strong back, arms that could scoop you up and throw you around however he wants (and anytime he wants) with absolutely no trouble

the size difference drives him crazy, too; especially when you have to step onto your tippy-toes whenever he bends you over a table or counter; skirt already hiked up just for him

if you go to his matches, he fucks you in his car hours later, relishing the rush of adrenaline that you bring by bouncing on his cock

likes it when you suck on his fingers because they’re thick and your mouth becomes full even before he finishes stuffing just two of ‘em in

wants to finger you all the time because of that as well. his hand is literally always trying to slip into your underwear. even when you’re just watching movies on the couch, or you’re cooking dinner, before you fall asleep... he likes keeping it there and that’s final, it’s his favourite playtime place

tears the cutesy stockings and lingerie right off of you whenever you try to be a little slutty and dress up for him

your cute little pussy is the first thing on his mind after every win

texts you, “home soon. don’t forget to put the cat out, baby ;)” when he’s on his way home from the rink and is feeling smug

also immediately makes you regret the decision of texting him back a witty, “wow dogs sure love cats, don’t they?”

absolutely loses his shit if you drag your lips over the face paint on his cheeks. the fang markings are barely there, red paint smeared all over his tan skin by the time he finishes fucking you into the mattress

if his team wins, he’s slamming you all night long so that the high of triumph lasts as long as possible

however, he gets very sleepy after an intense fuckfest like that. if it’s late at night, he’s dozing off the moment after he cums for the final time, but not before pulling you close and throwing his heavy arm over you to provide at least some form of aftercare (which you have to end sooner or later anyway, in order to go clean up and pee)

likes it if you play with his hair or drag your nails up and down his back and the nape of his neck after he’s done drilling the soul out of your body

whispers the most foul shit into your ear when he’s going at it. you’re his pretty slut; his little groupie that is just endlessly thirsty for his cock, and aren’t you oh, so fucking lucky that he’s willing to give it to you?

definitely has screwed you in the locker room a bunch of times before (he feeds off of the thrill the risk of someone walking in brings, even more so if his teammates see your funny walk and his sex hair when you try sneaking out the door together)

is very much into dacryphilia. seeing the tears on your face, hearing you sob for him to give you what you so desperately need makes him so hot and bothered it hurts

tugs on your hair a lot. something about seeing it tightly wrapped around his busted knuckles just does it for him (and because he can guide you where he wants your mouth to go that way)

loves it when he fucks you so hard that it turns you dumb in a way. when you’re all dazed and ditzy, just blabbering out his name over and over again, whining like a little kitty in heat

chokes you and spits into your mouth if he’s on top and you’re being a brat about it. it’s this tenacious kind of grip that adds the pressure and makes you part your lips wide enough so that he can degrade you into submission with his drool coating your tongue

gets you a golden necklace with his name as the pendant, so that he can see it bounce atop his knuckles whenever he wraps his hand around your throat and starts pounding into you

expresses his feelings by actions instead of words

whenever you give him backrubs to ease the pain in his strained muscles, it ends with him giving you his all while keeping you in a mating press instead

may not look like it, but is actually extremely loyal

still, seeing you jealous turns him on. he gets lots of DMs (which he never responds to, of course) but watching you pout and attempt to hide your jealousy just makes him tease you all the more, because he’s happiest when you sink to your knees in front of him, put his fat dick in your mouth and start making sure he knows who he belongs to by spoiling him just the same

goes feral when you don’t see each other for weeks at a time because he has to go away for matches and you finally get to caress his face and sigh out that little, “i missed you.” the moment he bottoms out. feeling desired does it for him, he’s ready to marry you at that point

definitely uses the, “i know, baby. i know.”

spends a lot of the money he earns to spoil you in any way he can. buys you toys and other lewd gifts so you don’t miss him too much when he’s away from home, but you have to send him the links because his attention span is simply too short to remember it all (you still end up missing him either way, though)

usually the one that deepens the kisses shared between you. he’s way more forceful with them than you are, but you like having his tongue roam your mouth when things get really hot

loves to slam you while you have nothing but his jacket on, because it’s his last name that you have plastered all over you. his lucky number. it’s like you’re his in a way as a result

drags an ice cube between your tits and down your stomach when he feels like being patient and thus wants to mess with you a little bit. he thinks the usage of ice makes him so fucking funny considering his profession; especially when he sucks the damn cube into his mouth and proceeds to eat you out so good that you can feel the chill of his lips and tongue a long while after that

he loves you so much, and he kisses you everywhere so you know how much he actually cherishes you underneath all that gruff exterior he flaunts around

fucks your face so hard your jaw hurts like a motherfucker later. he’s all kisses and sweetly murmured words when he’s done, trying to tame the chuckles that keep slipping out because you sound like you have a sore throat whenever you speak. he thinks it’s hilarious

might have given you a sweat kink of sorts, because he just looks so hot when he pulls his helmet off and his hair sticks to his flushed face because of the salt. you want to lick him clean; to taste him all over

wants to hear you moan, squeal, scream. will make you do all of that, too (even if he has to drag it out of you by force)

manhandles you into position all the time. he knows exactly how he wants you and those big, calloused hands are a joy to have on you, honestly

is so messy. he likes cumming right between your legs and then just kind of lingering there; letting you leak all over his sheets while the glimmering, milky strings bridge the gap of emptiness between you. he even lifts his hips slightly now and then just to see it better

head pusher

his cock throbs in his pants when you take care of his bruises and kiss his busted knuckles. he’s ready to jump you and swallow you whole at those special little moments

always keeps an eye on you even when he’s just training with his teammates. you swear that you can feel him undressing you with his gaze alone no matter the teasing he gets for it in the rink. he gets aggressive if someone were to bother his eye fucking, and it’s usually naruto or shino (the poor souls)

overstimulates the fuck out of you because his stamina is off the charts and he can’t ever get enough

but it’s all right, because you can’t get enough of him either

you’re like two little bunny rabbits: always fucking, fucking, fucking

#kiba x reader #kiba #kiba inuzuka x reader #kiba smut #kiba imagines #naruto smut #naruto imagines #kiba x you #kiba x y/n #naruto x reader

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