#feel free to request

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

THAT'S MY GIRLFRIEND?!

Pairings: George Weasley x Fem!reader Summary: you and George found Ron jerking off to you Warning: mention of jerking off. Note: requested by @lillisummers BASED IN OOTP

you sat between Fred and George at dinner as George poured you a cup of juice, he sat down and kissed your head before taking a sip of your cup

"ay, use your own cup" you whispered, trying to be quiet as the room fell silent

he smiled and looked forward, at harry, who's now holding the daily prophet

"he's been attacking dumbledore as well...fudge is using all his power, including his influence of the daily prophet to..smear anyone who claims the dark lord has returned" Sirius stated

your hold George's hand at the mention of the dark lord by instinct.

"why?" Harry asked

"the minister thinks dumbledore is after his job" Remus interjected, sitting in front of Harry

"but that's insane, no one in their right mind could believe that would of..." Harry began, being cut off by Remus

"exactly the point! fudge isn't in his right mind, it's been twisted and warped by fear" Remus nodded "now fear makes people do terrible things, Harry, the last time voldemort gained power, he almost destroyed everything we hold most dear..."

you looked over and George smiled sadly as he gave your hand a squeeze

you leaned into his side and closed your eyes, feeling his warmth

"now he's returned, and i'm afraid the minister will do almost everything to avoid facing that terrifying truth" Remus trailed off

"we think voldemort wants to build up his army again..fourteen years ago we had huge numbers at his command, and not just witches and wizards, but all manner of dark creatures. he's been recruiting heavily and we've been attempting to do the same, but gathering followers isn't the only thing interested in" Sirius explains

mad eye clears his throat, trying to make sirius stop talking, to which he doesn't

"we believe.." Sirius starts again, making Molly stop cutting the vegetables at the end of the table. you opened your eyes, feeling goosebumps form on your arms, having a chilling feeling

"voldemort may be after something" the long haired man said

"sirius" mad eye warned

"something he didn't have last time"

"you mean..like a weapon?" Harry questioned

Sirius opens his mouth to say more but Molly buts it

"no. that's enough, he's just a boy!" she exclaims, coming over to harry, taking the prophet away "say more and you might as well induct him into the oder straight away"

"good! i want to join. if voldemort's raising an army, then i want to fight!" Harry fought, making sirius clap his hands and lean back in his chair

"no, no, you've encouraged this sirius! it's not safe for him!" Molly scolded the Black

"is it just me or are you hungry too?" George whispered, taking your attention away from the adults

you looked at him and smiled "starving, what about you Fred? you hungry?" you looked over at Fred, who snickered

"why did mum bring us down for dinner when it wasn't even ready?" he wondered

"i was thinking the exact same thing" George huffed with a smile, throwing his arm over your shoulder before starting a conversation.

you looked at Fred but noticed Ron, sitting on the other side of him, staring at you.

though he didn't seem to notice you saw, as his eyes were focused a little lower. looking down at your chest.

you wouldn't say you were wearing a revealing shirt, but it did show a bit of cleavage

you raised your eyebrows at the boy as he finally looked up at your face

his eyes went wide as he realised you caught him and looked away, his face beet red

you shook your head and lifted the shirt up ever so slightly

Molly got fed up with Sirius and walked back to the food, ignoring him before angrily chopping the vegetables

"what did the broccoli do to her?" Fred joked quietly, making you and George snicker

George picked up your cup of juice and drank from it again making you sigh before slapping his chest

"drink from your own cup!" you sighed before leaning over taking his cup that has been left untouched but filled with juice and drinking from his cup

"oi don't drink from my cup" he huffed, trying to take it off you

"no, shove off, that's yours now, this is mine" you smile, moving the cup away, leaning away from him

"Fred get the juice off her" George pled, making Fred shake his head

"i'm not getting involved in your juice stealing" Fred leaned away

"ha!" you stuck your tongue out at George

"oh yeah? how about i pour the juice on you" he raised his eyebrow

you gasped and glared at him "you wouldn't!"

he smirked "i would"

he teasingly tipped his cup slightly, making you squeal

"shove off!" you giggled, leaning away, now leaning on Fred

"Fred help me!" you begged

"i'm not getting involved, but please don't get the juice on me" he chuckled

George leaned forward and teasingly tipped it again, messing with you "George, i swear to Merlin if you pour that on me" you squirmed as he wrapped his arm around you

"oh? what would you do?" he grinned

"i'll leave you" you stared at him warningy, but he didn't buy it one bit

"no you won't, you love me" he smiled innocently

"i do, but not right now" you whined

George gasped, faking hurt "wow"

"George, don't pour juice on her" Ron interjected

George leaned away from you and looked at his younger brother, sitting 3 down from him "aw, how sweet Y/n. ronikins here is looking out for you, he's on your side" George pouted at his brother, teasing him

you looked back at ron and found him staring at you again, making you feel weird, his eyes said something that made you feel a little..gross

--

you walked up the stairs hand in hand with George to talk to Harry, who had left the dinner table with Hermione ten minutes ago, probably to find Ron, who had left the dinner table well before them

"i think we just need to warn him s'all" George shrugged

"George, i think he already knows how dangerous it is, he's faced him before" you sighed, feeling sorry for Harry

"i know but he's still a kid" George huffed, walking to the first door to the left, Harry and Ron's room

"so are we" you tilted your head, not understanding his point

"but we're older, wiser" he smiled down at you

"oh you are anything but wise, George" you rolled your eyes, amused

"you're the best girlfriend, aren't you?"

"i like to think so" you grinned happily

George shook his head and opened the door, still holding your hand.

you looked up as George go ready to greet Harry- although, Harry wasn't there at all.

instead of the Potter boy, the youngest Weasley boy was sat on his bed, pants down to the knees as he pumped his cock at a fast pace, moaning as his head was thrown back in pleasure, clearly not noticing your presence

you quickly let go of George's hand and covered your eyes, turning around, trying to leave the room

"o-oh Y/n.." you heard Ron grunt, the sound of squelching getting louder

"what the hell?" George cursed in shock as you walked in to a wall on your way out, trying to get the image of a half naked Ron, jerking off

you heard Ron scream and shuffling of the covers

"what the hell! get out!?" ron yelled

you groaned in pain from headbutting a wall and turned around, reaching one hand for George, eyes still closed

George saw you reaching out and grabbed onto your waist, pulling you close to him

"were you seriously just jerking off to Y/n?" George asked, just as shocked as you were

"n-no" Ron stuttered

you peeked, seeing Ron fully covered by his blankets, his face as red as his hair

"We clearly heard you say her name" George frowned

"Whatever! Just leave!" Ron begged.

"You were wanking off to my girlfriend! That's your future sister in law dude! That's disgusting!" George exclaimed. Still in horror

Ron stayed silent. Feeling beyond embarrassed

"I mean come on. That's my girlfriend!" George scoffed

"I'm sorry!" Ron cried out.

You stood there in George's arms, Feeling a little uncomfortable

"Don't say sorry to me. Say sorry to her!"

Ron looked down. Not wanting to make eye contact with you

"I'm sorry" he sighed

"Now you're going to treat her with respect and if I catch you even looking at her the wrong way. Out come the spiders. Everywhere. I'm talking in your draws. Bed. Trunk, and on your face" George said sternly, making Ron nod vigorously. Still looking down

"Good" George scoffed before letting you go and taking you hand

"C'mon babe" he walks towards the door. Leading you out of the room

Once he shut the door. You looked at him and raised an eyebrow

"Future sister in law? What are you insinuating there, Weasley?" You smirked

"I think you know" he grins

"Oh yeah? It sounds like someone is planning on marrying me" you hugged him

"Oh shush. Now. Do you wanna go bleach your eyes?" He asked

"Oh yes please" you nodded happily

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[fear-is-truth]

18+ MDNI…. 𝐊𝐚𝐢 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

can't stop thinking about...

kai anderson talking on the phone with speedwagon, going over the last details about the next murder mission. his face impassive, zero emotion. but his eyes were glinting with a sadistic amusement as he watched you gag around his cock. grabbing fistfuls of your hair to keep your head in place as he slammed his pelvis brutally against your mouth, his tip kissing the back your throat. you looked so perfectly ruined on your knees, eyes watering as you struggled to force down his girthy length without choking. his sweet little lamb, his to ruin. how cute. but then he frowned down at you when you gagged; a little too loudly. (like it wasn’t totally his fault) “hold on a sec, speedwagon. gotta take care of something.” his tone remained calm. steady. as if he was casually mentioning that he had forgotten to turn off the kettle. in a flash, he was on his feet and tossing you onto the couch like a rag doll before climbing on top of you. shoving your face into the couch cushion as he fucked you from behind. “now, lamb… what did i say about interrupting my phone calls, hm?”

© fear-is-truth 2024 — do not copy, modify, translate, or claim my content as yours.

[fotibrit]

Marvel movies and the philosophical questions I associate with them:

SM:NWH - 1. Is trust inherently good? 2.What does a person become when all they have is how they perceive themselves?

IM2 - 1. Does a person owe all their potential to the world? 2. Is self-preservation more or less morally right than the preservation or others lives?

AoU - 1. Who bears the responsibility for the sins of created things? 2. Under what conditions can human involvement in death be morally neutral?

[soulkeeper801]

Whipped - Im Nayeon

Requested: Hiii can I please request yn and Nayeon out with the girls of twice and Nayeon has always bossed them around a bit but when Yn is around she catches herself knowing you don’t like that and the girls make fun of her? Thank you! I love your work!

Nayeon x f!reader

Fluff

Nayeon likes to think that she’s really laid back most of the time. She would throw subtle suggestions to her members because she knew what’s better for them, suggestions that were carried out ten out of ten times or else…

“Tzuyu, go sit at the back. Dahyun will take the passenger seat since she needs to rest. Chaeyoung, you—“

A hand on her right knee stopped her subtle suggestions. You dragged your thumb across her skin, getting her attention on you.

She loved your eyes. The way they would say a million things without a single word. Your gaze was soft, yet it reminded her of what you talked about that morning when you were laying on bed before getting ready for the day trip with the girls.

“Or you can sit wherever you want,” she said as her eyes were locked with yours, a knowing smile on her lips.

*

“Yah! Son Chaeyoung!” your girlfriend yelled when she saw the younger girl running around the practice room, trying to catch Tzuyu who had taken the rapper’s shoe away. “Stop playing and—“

A pair of soft arms wrapped her waist, stopping her one more time. She was startled by the sudden hug, yet she immediately relaxed at your touch. “Let them play,” you whispered in her ear as she threw a look at them who were still running around, loud giggles filling the room.

The other girls were sitting on the floor, enjoying the little show the younger girls were putting on.

She smiled at the sight and nodded, “you’re right, love”.

*

“Nayeon unnie,” Dahyun said carefully, “are you alright?”.

The girls were currently gathered in the living room about to watch a movie. They didn’t know what movie and they hadn’t bought the snacks either

“Yes?” she answered, her arms wrapped around you, both of you laying together on the floor, your backs resting against the couch.

“What movie are we watching, unnie?” Tzuyu asked, going through the menu with the remote, “you haven’t said a thing since you arrived”.

“Anything is fine,” she casually answered, her attention now focused on the strand of your hair wrapped around her finger.

“Finally!” Chaeyoun exclaimed, raising her arms to the air, “ever since Y/N unnie came to Nayeon unnie’s life we get to have fun without being told what to do!”

“Yah! You—” your girlfriend said, stopping her words one more time when she felt your hand caressing her leg in a soft attempt at calming her down. You turned your head towards her leaving a kiss on her cheek.

“Ohhh, Y/N unnie really has Nayeon unnie wrapped around her finger!” the younger girl replied at the scene she had just witnessed.

Nayeon would never stop herself from showing them who was the one to be respected, yet she didn’t continue with the little argument.

She simply tried to hide the way her cheeks turned a shade of red.

They were right, there were things she needed to change about her and the only one who would convince her to be a better version of herself was you

[setsuuestsu]

hi! I'd love to see a jungkook sickfic, but now that I'm here to request I don't actually have anything specific to request 😂 maybe jungkook with a cold and sope (or ot7) as caretakers? thank youuu :)

Word count: 1.3k

Sickie: Jungkook

Caretakers: Sope, Hoseok mostly(?)

Uhhhhh so sorry if this doesn’t meet expectations. First time writing JK-centric ( ✌︎'ω')✌︎

Coughing every few minutes was not supposed to be on the agenda for the day. 

Or, really, the general cloudiness of his head and the exhaustion that came along with it. 

Well, he could do without any of this. He would gladly hand the mental receipt back to the person who had passed on whatever the hell this was to him with a “no regifting!” as he dashed away. 

He blamed this on the colder weather of Seoul at the moment. Or maybe he should blame Taehyung, who was the one to shove a snowball down his shirt last night when they were outside driving a golf cart (read: telling Sejin they would do yard work but … well, obviously not doing it) as close to a lake as possible without being on the lake.

Don’t try that at home.

Anyways, he reached for a tissue, sitting up slightly, but he slammed his hand onto his nightstand by mistake. He let out a yelp, both in surprise and pain, which then further injured his poor, sore throat. 

“Kook, there’s waffles!” Jin shouted from the hallway, knocking on his door slightly. “If you’re not out here in, say, five minutes, Tae’s gonna eat them all.”

The “again” was unspoken.

Jin’s footsteps echoed down the hallway as he headed back towards the kitchen. Jungkook willed himself to sit up, erupting into another fit of coughing. Sniffling, he finally got the tissue he wanted. With a wet blow (he cringed at the feeling between his fingertips), his nose was finally as clear as it could be given the unfortunate circumstances.

Yeah no, he was too congested for this shit. Waffles could wait. 

He layed back down and pulled the blanket over his head, which did not help his current predicament but at least if he suffocated, no one had to see his snotty, red face at first glance when they walked into his room.

“Hey, are you awake?” It was Taehyung knocking at the door this time. “We’re still going to steal that road sign today, right?”

Oh shit, that was today, wasn’t it? 

“Uhhhh … gimme a sec!”

Ignoring the cries of his brain yelling “Stop! Stop! Don’t get up, you fool!,” he rolled out of the bed as quick as he could, meaning that he hit the floor and layed unmoving for a second as he contemplated if this was truly worth it (which it was because who wouldn’t want a road sign?).

“Come outside when you’re ready! I’m gonna go have waffles.” Taehyung scampered away from the door and down the hallway, where he (judging by the noises) ran into an unsuspecting Namjoon, probably knocking over their gorgeous, sexy leader. 

He felt the smallest tickle in his nose and he rubbed at it. He was fine. He could still go with his hyung for that animal crossing sign. He could deal with this. It didn’t at all feel like a fire spreading through his sinuses. 

He was fine. 

And hungry.

But his throat hurts soooo … 

Finally mustering the willpower to stand up, he stumbled out his bedroom door with a handful of tissues and plopped himself in the open seat next to Hoseok.

Act normal. Act normal. They can’t suspect a thing. 

“Hi Hobi-hyung!”

What do I do … what do I do … Oh I usually sniff Hobi-hyung cause he smells good. What does this man even bathe in? Actual sunshine? Nah … if he did that he would probably burn. Or maybe not, since it’s Hobi-hyung. If it were Yoongi-hyung or Taehyung, they would be burned back to hell.

Oh. That's the brain fog.

Okay, just sniff his hair. Be normal.

Jungkook face-planted into Hoseok’s shoulder, sending the both of them tumbling into Namjoon (for the second time in ten minutes, poor guy). 

“Ah! Jungkookie, are you alright?” Hoseok had caught Jungkook and Namjoon had caught Hoseok from falling. Damn Gorgeous Namjoon and his big arms.

Oh. Hoseok looked concerned. 

He noticed that the rest of the table had gone quiet. But then Taehyung burst into laughter. “Did you guys see that? He fell!”

Seokjin facepalmed. “Now’s not the time, Tae.”

With one side glance, Taehyung was quiet again.

Jungkook looked to Jimin, who was barely even awake, munching on a piece of toast. He had crumbs on his mouth and it made Jungkook kind of want to grab a miniature vacuum and he would have had he not been in his current predicament of Hoseok holding onto him for dear life while Yoongi glared at him because in order to catch him, Hoseok had let go of Yoongi’s hand that he was holding underneath the table.

Nice.

His nose tickles again and he lets out a few harsh sneezes as he quickly presses his nose to his elbow. It hurts and he would honestly much rather his itchy allergy sneezes to whatever this is. Actually, that’s a lie but the point was made. 

He feels Hoseok gently pull him up so that he’s sitting in his hyung’s lap. Hoseok feels for a fever but gives a small smile when he feels none. “Guess it’s just a cold, Jungkookie.”

“I’b fide, hyung.” Jungkook insisted, cringing when he heard how congested his voice sounded. He lets out a loud sniffle, cursing the fact that he can’t smell how good Hoseok must smell right now. 

“Ah, you’re too sick to attend that clown day camp Taetae said you guys were going to today.” Hoseok said with a frown, running his fingers through Jungkook’s hair.

That’s what Taehyung said they were doing today? Even flat-out saying we took a road sign is better than whatever the fuck clown camp is.

Jin came over to the table with a mug of tea (which Jungkook wrinkled his nose to) and a big bottle of DayQuil. 

Suddenly, the tea seemed more appetizing. 

“Come on.” Hoseok gently pulled Jungkook up, holding his wrist to drag him along. “Let’s get you back to bed. Yoongi-hyung? Are you coming?”

The eldest rapper hopped to his feet in an effort to do whatever Hoseok asked for. Jungkook hid his snicker. Yoongi was so whipped, especially for Hoseok, but really for all of them. Hoseok opened the door to Jungkook’s mancave bedroom and, ignoring the mess (thoug he did see Hoseok cringe at the pile of dirty laundry), led Jungkook to the bed. 

Once he made sure the maknae was situated in bed, Hoseok held his hand out towards Yoongi. The eldest rapper immediately took Hoseok’s slender hand in his larger hand. 

“Oh hyung, I wanted you to hand me the medicine for Jungkookie.”

Yoongi turned scarlet red and quickly passed Hoseok the DayQuil. The dancer measured out the correct amount and held the tiny measuring cup to Jungkook’s lips. He quickly took it, shot-style, grimacing at the taste.

The maknae sniffled, his nose running like a leaky faucet. “Hobi-hyung, ca’d you pass m’be a tissue?”

Plucking a few from the box on Jungkook’s nightstand, Hoseok handed him the soft, unscented tissues. It was like heaven on Jungkook’s nose, though they reminded of his current woes. He blew his nose and crumpled up the tissue and threw it towards the trash can in the corner that was slightly overflowing. 

Hoseok, with a slightly hidden look of disgust, picked the tissue up from the corner and stuffed it into the trash can. 

“I’m tired.” Jungkook grumbled, pulling his blanket over his head after coughing a few times. “And cold.”

“I suppose I could lay here for a bit.” Yoongi stated, moving to climb under the covers.”

“Don’t you dare get in that bed.” Hoseok ordered, giving Yoongi a look.

With his arms raised in defeat, Yoongi sighed and backed out of the room. “Feel better, Kook-ah.”

Hoseok moved the blankets slightly and then with a soft kiss on the forehead, he was gone too.

Yeah, the road sign could wait.

[pet-pet-peet]

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Hey hey! I wanted to upgrade my special ships and make them more detailed :) For this I won't need your big 6 but your birth information (birth date, birth place and birth time if you know it). For this ship I want to stress that you can request anon if you're not comfortable and I'll keep your information private (if you request anon please make sure to leave a name or emoji so you can recognice your ship). Please make sure to just request one reading at a time and wait until I posted it before requesting again <3. Request for this detailed special ship is open and I'll accept 10 for the start <3 I'm looking forward to your requests!!

[saltofmercury]

reading your konig stuff with a cup of coffee like its the morning paper ☕️

so jealous you're having coffee!!!!

this is actually so f*cking nice I'm appalled others do the same thing that I do when I read other fics lol I'm glad someone is doing that with my works!!

glad you're here enjoying them <3

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Helloo hope all is well! I was hoping to put in a request for a Xavier x Addams/reader and have it be like that once scene from Titanic where he draws her in the necklace doesn’t have a to be smut of course but still that longing of intimacy

Thank you for taking the time to read this 🙏

yes, i can definitely do that for you!

NOTHING

pairing: Xavier Thorpe X fem!Addams reader summary: Xavier paints you warnings: mentions of n00dity, mentions of sex note: the reader isn't actually specified as an addams. also he calls the reader sweetheart because i feel as though he's the type of guy to say that.

THANK YOU ALL FOR 600 FOLLOWERS, MEANS SO MUCH AND I LOVE YOU ALL. 💋

you sat in Xavier's shed on a small couch you made him put in there for you, watching him as he stroked a canvas with his brush. the way his hand was flexing while moving the brus along the canvas sent you to somewhere you couldn't explain.

something about seeing him so focused on painting made you want something from him. something you didn't want to say out loud.

you were staring at what would be a painting and thought of what it would be like for him to paint you like that.

you started to imagine him focused on painting you instead of all the other things he's painted and immediately felt weak. but you shouldn't. You and Xavier weren't exactly dating, but you guys weren't just friends either. you two were in a confusion position in your relationship and you didn't want to wreck what you two have.

although you would never say it, you wished he would paint you.

after a while he finished his art and stood staring at it, still contemplating whether he liked it or not, you stood up from the small couch and stood next to him

"I love it" you told him

he looked down at you and smiled softly, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and side hugged you

"something about it doesn't seem...right" he confessed with a sigh

"I think it looks perfect" you said

he chuckled before placing a kiss on your head, gently stroking your hair.

"well then, if you like it I like it." he shrugged

it was quiet for a moment, standing next to each other comfortably

"it's getting late, we should probably head back"

---

you thought back to last night and got excited to watch him paint again

"you must get so bored just sitting there watching me paint almost ever day" Xavier stated, opening the door to his shed.

"I like it" you said with a small polite small

"do you want me to teach you to draw or something, get you more involved or something so your not just sitting there?" he asked

"well there is" you paused for a second "something"

"and what would that be" the corner of his lips raised to form a small smirk

"you could, well, you could-" you cut yourself off, too nervous to say it

"I could?"

"you could paint me?" it sounded more like a question than a statement

his face brightened up and the smile on his face grew wider

"you want me to draw you?" his eyebrows were raised, he seemed a bit taken back but his face said he loved the idea

"that's what I said, yes" you nodded, walking in the shed as he held the door for you

he closed the door after him and stood there looking at you with a smug smile on his face

"don't get me wrong, you look beautiful, but I don't want to paint you in your school uniform" he chuckled lightly

"I wasn't exactly planning on wearing this" you said, looking down at your uniform

"well what are you going to wear then?"

"nothing" you said quietly, shrugging.

Xavier gulped down a lump in his throat, he felt himself become hot and his hands went a bit clammy, he wondered if he had heard you right

"what do you mean nothing?"

you took your blazer off and placed it on the chair in the corner

"unless you would like me to wear something else" you sighed

"no, no you can wear nothing, I'm happ-fine with that, just take your clothes off. and I'll get ready" he turned around and begun digging through his supplies

you felt a bit nervous again, you wondered if he felt uncomfortable about this. but you were already half way through this.

Xavier had a small smirk on his face as he set his stuff up, knowing that right behind him, you were getting undressed.

"I'm ready" you said standing behind him, ready for him to start

he turned around and smiled when he saw you, you noticed that his jaw was flexing while he tried not to explore your bare body with his eyes

"do you want to sit on the couch, that would be more comfortable" he suggested, pointed to the couch behind you

you nodded before going back to sitting down

"try a more natural potion" he said looking at how you positioned yourself oddly

you moved yourself on the couch to a better spot but apparently that wasn't good enough because you walked up to you and moved you himself

"there, that's better" he stood straight and walked back to his canvas.

"so just stay there, try not to move a lot" he told you before picking up his paintbrush.

---

Xavier kept looking back at you every second. he told himself it was to help him with the painting but he already has the scene imprinted in his brain that he didn't need to look back at you anymore.

he was just taking his chance to admire you in such state, and he did so while biting his lip or licking his lips, thinking about touching you.

you two made small talk until he was almost done. he looked at the clock on the wall and noticed the time.

"it's basically done, I'll just finish the details tomorrow" he sighed and put down his paint brush, wiping his slightly sweaty hands on his pants.

"can I see it?" you said sitting up on the couch

"wait no, stay there" he said taking off his jumper and hung it on the back of the chair

"I still have something to do" he said.

you then grew confused about what he meant by that, he had said he was done for tonight and that he would finish later, what else would he need to do?

he walked closer to you on the couch and looked down and you with a smirk on his face. he placed a hand on the back of the couch and climbed on top of you, a knee placed between your thighs and the other on the other side.

"what do you need to do?" you said. you weren't clueless, but your mind was foggy and too up in the clouds for you to notice what was happening.

he licked his lips while staring down at you, moving his knee closer to your heat

"you"

the tone in his voice make you nervous and become flustered, you wanted to say something but you couldn't muster the words.

"did you seriously think you can lay there in front of me naked for almost two hours and I wouldn't do anything about it?" he chuckled lowly. his hot breath fanning against your blushing face

you stayed silent, staring up at him longingly, feeling a wet patch begin to form between your legs.

"god your in for a long night, sweetheart" he smirked at you.

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hope that was good enough

[lovergirlanna]

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[keeping the fandoms I write for at a limit for now other's may be added later or if I'm bored I may post random fandom related posts every now and then but for now they are limited]

What I will write:

Comfort/Fluff

Smut

Angst

Character x Reader

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Racism

Ableism

Child x Adult

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unnecessary weird fetishes

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so feel free to request anything to do with the fandoms above! I will be writing a lot of x reader's! updates may be slow since I do have a personal life so please be patient with me <3

~ Love Anna

[latinasforace]

Hiiii! I’m new here & would wish to make this a One Piece x readers blog. Feel free to request =]

[soulkeeper801]

Closer - Park Jihyo

Requested: hello author could i please req ‘needing their cuddles even though they have something else to do + mumbling unintelligibly into the embrace’ jihyo x reader.

Jihyo x f!Reader

Fluff

Words: 548

Jihyo was a natural leader. She would take action whenever something happened and she was able to fix it. She was also very vocal. If she had any idea that would bring a solution she would voice it immediately.

But there were times when she couldn’t face the hardships of being one of the biggest groups’ leader alone. She needed you.

“This Friday is going to be complicated for at least half of us,” your girlfriend said over the phone, a small frown crossing her eyebrows, making her usually cheery face into a serious, businesswoman-like one. “Tzuyu has a photo shoot, Nayeon is recording a show and Momo, Mina and Sana will be at the studio. Can we move it to Saturday?” she proposed, pursing her lips at the answer she was receiving from the person at the other side of the line.

She caught you staring at her, sheer admiration and love in your eyes as if she was the most precious thing in the world for you. 

You rested your head on her shoulder which made her bring you closer to her chest.

“Uh huh,” she mumbled, her fingers playing with the strands of your hair that were hanging loose. “I know, I’m just giving you the heads up, it’s going to be half of us only,” she continued. Her hand found yours and instinctively brought it to her lips.

You smiled softly at the action. 

“Other than Saturday?,” she asked, opening her laptop that was placed on her desk in front of her to check the schedule they all had for the following week. 

“Do you need me to…?” You whispered, signaling to yourself sitting on her right leg as she was working at her office like every other day. You didn’t want to be in the way and make it uncomfortable for her to work.

She shook her head and left a quick kiss on your cheek.

“We are all free on Tuesday,” she proposed one more time. “Does that work for you? Tuesday morning”.

You chuckled softly at the sight. There were moments when she couldn’t let you go, no matter how busy she got, she would always want you to stay in her embrace, caressing your skin, fidgeting with your hair.

“Tuesday, then. I’ll make sure it’s all arranged by the weekend,” she finally said before nodding firmly and hanging up.

“You look so hot when you’re in charge,” you whisper against her neck when she leaves the phone on the desk, your voice barely noticeable by the way your lips are so close to her delicate skin.

She can’t help but chuckle. Your lips grazing against her feel ticklish yet she doesn’t move since she loves to feel you close.

“I knew taking over for our manager on her week off was going to be a pain but don’t I love a challenge?” she said, leaning into the desk, writing an email to the company’s management with all she talked about. Her right arm was still wrapped around you so you would stay by her side.

“You do,” you whispered on the crook of her neck, “and I love you”.

She closes the laptop midway to refocus her attention on you. Nothing makes her happier than having you with her.

[artsy-icream]

I'm updating my request page~!

Request are OPEN!!!

Disclaimer: This is an x reader request box, not art request. And please read it all the way through.

Rules!

what I WON'T do:

Non con/ R@pe

Homophobia

Ocs

Pregnancy

Pedophilia/any kind of philia

What I WILL do:

Lgbtqia+ stuff

Fluff

Smut

Sibling/child/Teen! Reader (STRICTLY PLATONIC)

Possibly Character x reader x character / character x character

What fandoms I write for:

Sonic the Hedgehog (games, movie, idw)

Hazbin hotel

Helluva boss

Villainous

Fnaf security Breach

Who I write for:

Sonic the Hedgehog:

Sonic

Knuckles

Shadow

Silver

Dr. Starline

Mimic

Rough

Tumble

Zavok

Zeena

Zazz

Zor

Infinite

Eggman

Hazbin hotel:

Charlie

Vaggie

Angel dust

Husk

Alastor

Nifty

Cherri bomb

Sir pentious

Vox

Valentino

Katie killjoy

Tom trench

Lucifer

Lilith

Helluva boss:

Blitz

Millie

Loona

Moxxie

Striker

Stolas

Verosika mayday

Fizzarolli

Asmodeus

Stella

Andrealphuls

Villainous:

Black hat

Dr. Flug

Demencia

Miss heed

Muscle/sexy/buff black hat (yes, I'm for real)

Goldheart

Fnaf security Breach

Glamrock freddy

Glamrock chica

Roxanne wolf

Montgomery gator

Sun

Moon

I will mostly be doing headcanons but if you can also request one shots or scenarios

Reader will be gender neutral and an ambiguous species if not specified

[iibonniee]

while i try and figure out how to finish the next one shot i’m currently writing, feel free to send me some mx scenarios you’d like to see 🥹 (please i beg i’m craving to write more of them)

[darkacademicvibes]

I've been asked to tag someone in Pt. 3 of We Think Similar Thoughts! (Which makes me undeniably excited because people like it as much as I do!!) And I felt like I should let you know that I am absolutely okay with you guys asking me to do this! Absolutely feel free in asks, dm's, reblogs, or comments. Up to you!

Thank you for all the support and patience, She's A Drug Pt. 2 will be up soon!

(Also, send me requests for blurbs!! Thank you so much for all the compliments and I'm gonna get to the few fic ideas [ESPECIALLY THE JAMES ONE IT'S SO CUTE] but rn I really want something short and cute to write! Thank you <3)