#feel free to say hi! I'll say hi back and be pretty chill

[snootlestheangel]

3 and 5 (i also still play overwatch ksjshsj) for your ask game please! <3

I did already answer number 3 on this other ask here 😊

As for Overwatch hot takes? Buckle up cause these are something else

*couple things to keep in mind about myself: I never got the Pink Mercy skin and I am sad cause I play a fuck ton of Mercy, my brother is a Junkrat connoisseur and I am afraid, I'm a console player*

For those that don't know Pink Mercy is a skin that was available for purchase back in May of 2018, and all the proceeds went to Breast Cancer Research Foundation. It's a Pink Ribbon themed skin and has cool special effects and was all for charity. There's a lot of divide in the Overwatch community on whether or not the skin should be brought back. A lot say it shouldn't because it should stay special, but the other half are saying "why are you gatekeeping a skin that's literally for charity? It's pixels for charity, why can't we bring it back?" Odds are it will never come back, as at some point the BCRF had said they weren't going to do it, so there's no point in arguing about it.

Overwatch 2's monetization honestly isn't that bad. There I said it. I think it had its moments where even I was like "this is ridiculous" but it's not terrible. It's gotten better, they're adding more frequent events, they're allowing stuff to be purchased in the Hero Gallery after a certain time frame. They've gotten better about when they release a "bundle" in the shop, that if there are multiple skins, they have a "Mega-Bundle" and then each skin is available individually. There's more ways to earn old Credits, which can be used to purchase skins and shit in the Hero Gallery, even for new heroes!!, and there's still ways to keep buying the BattlePass cheap.

I just honestly don't think it's the worst, I think people overreacted with the change, and there are worse things in the world.

Junkrat is actually one of the most well-balanced heroes in the game. If played like the average player, where they just spam his grenades in a spot and hope for the best/occasionally throw a mine/leave a trap just anywhere, Junkrat can be easily avoided and countered against. When played by someone who is Junkrat himself (ie my brother), they're still really good but Junkrat cannot solo carry an entire team. He's still incredibly reliant on his teammates to help him. *side note: the most terrifying thing to witness is your team's Junk to suddenly fly into the air and solo kill a Pharah and prevents a Mercy from rezzing. That shit haunts me*

Pink Mercy should not be brought back.

Unless she's only available to purchase with a second Pink skin for a different hero.

In the shop for Overwatch 2, there's bundles and ways to get things by themselves. I'm thinking Pink Mercy would only be available in a Mega Bundle type deal, where you get that skin, maybe like 2 other legendary skins, some sprays, couple player icons, couple name cards, a player title, and a couple weapon charms. Then there's a smaller bundle that is just the new stuff. Pink Mercy released with a couple of sprays as well, so I'm thinking all of this is only available in the Mega Bundle.

There should be like another "Pink" charity event that gives at least one other hero a "Pink" skin. The new skin is available on its own or with a couple other rewards. Pink Mercy can only be attained by purchasing the big bundle that includes the new Pink skin and other rewards like sprays and other cosmetics.

As for which hero I think should get a Pink skin, I'm still undecided. My favorite choices are Baptiste or Lucio (both would rock a Pink skin and Bap is a fellow Combat Medic so it works out in terms of the theme) but honestly any of the other Support heroes are the best options.

Supports deserved the recent nerfs. As a Support main, I can say they were too strong. Part of the issue is there was a power creep where everyone else's damage got buffed, so healing got buffed to compensate. But then that initial damage buff got nerfed, and the Supports were never touched during that. Thus, their numbers stayed high, their healing was strong, and the impact they had during fights stayed the best.

[goosita]

trying to work when you're sick as young!politician!snow's secretary would be hard, but not for the reason you might think

you've been sniffling since yesterday afternoon, but this morning when you woke up, you felt like you'd been hit by a train. every muscle in your body was sore, your throat hurt, your nose was running and you could tell you had at least a lowgrade fever. you glanced at your alarm clock next to your bed and groaned, seeing that you'd woken up just a little while before it was set to go off anyway.

you thought about calling in sick, but you've never done it before. were you supposed to call....coriolanus? directly? he was your only boss, you worked solely for him. but that thought made you feel even worse than your illness did. you knew that he had a busy day today full of meetings and work calls, and that you needed to be there to help organize his schedule. you couldn't stand the thought of disappointing him.

you sucked it up and took the hottest shower you could stand in efforts to clear your sinuses and stop the fever-induced chills wracking your body every few minutes. you knew coriolanus liked for you to look put-together in pretty dresses and heels, but today you just couldn't bring yourself to do it. you dressed in a loose blouse and pair of wide-leg trousers that felt comfortable enough, shoving your feet into flat shoes. good enough.

so now here you are, bundled in your sweater you keep at the office and trying hard to manifest that nobody will notice your red and raw nose or your watery eyes, least of all coriolanus. the wish goes ungranted, prayer unanswered as he strolls in and immediately stops and stares at you.

"what's wrong?" he asks.

"oh, um. just a little cold," you answer, voice nasally and much lower in pitch than normal. coriolanus frowns at you and shrugs his coat off, hanging it up and walking straight over to you to press the back of his hand to your forehead.

"you're burning up."

his lips turn down even further, not noticing the way you freeze at his sudden touch. coriolanus has been a lot more...touchy with you lately, but even still, this amount of concern is unexpected. his brows furrow at you, looking at you for a long moment. he carefully brushes your hair out of your face, looking over you and taking note of your outfit and general state. you can tell he notices that you've dressed much more comfortably than you usually would, and that your face is makeup-free and hair left at simply brushed through to undo any tangles.

"up," he tells you, gently lifting you out of your chair by your elbow.

"what?"

"let's get you home," he says gently, rubbing a warm and heavy hand up and down your back. "you're in no shape to be here today. i'll have my driver take you back to your apartment."

you look at him confused, unsure what to say. you're not sure if he's upset that you're sick or if he's more worried for your wellbeing, but it makes you anxious that he's acting so abrupt and unceremonious, almost as if you being sick is putting him on edge.

"coryo...?" you ask quietly. he freezes where he stands, having gone to grab your jacket off the coatrack. you watch as his entire demeanor softens.

"yes, miss y/n?"

you swallow hard, wincing at the pain it causes in your throat. "are...are you upset with me?"

coriolanus' eyebrows draw inward and upward at your question, quickly shaking his head.

"oh, no. no, of course not," he breathes, rushing over to help you slide into your coat. "i'm worried about you is all. i don't want you making yourself sicker by being here today, you're clearly very unwell. it's not your fault you're ill."

he carefully zips up your coat, grabbing his red scarf from the rack as well. before you can protest, he's draping it around your neck and tying it.

"for extra warmth," he explains. "it's freezing out there today."

the scarf is so soft where it's tucked beneath your chin, instantly adding more warmth where you need it. coriolanus gives you a tiny smile, lips closed but small dimple appearing at the corner of his mouth.

you're led to the car by him, his hand resting between your shoulder blades the entire time. coriolanus opens the car door for you to slide into the back seat, instructing his driver to take you home and make sure you get into your apartment safe and sound. his voice holds so much authority when he speaks to the driver, a deepness and sternness that's never present when he's addressing you.

by the time you reach your apartment and climb the steps up, there are several beautifully packaged boxes waiting for you at your door, as well as a single red, long-stemmed rose. you tilt your head and bring them inside, opening them one by one to find that coriolanus has had soup, bread, and medicine delivered to you. attached to the rose by a red satin ribbon is a note that simply reads:

"get well soon, darling"

[matrixbearer2024]

Troubles Unforeseen

Vox x CollegeStudent!Reader

A/N: Wowowowow- I did not realize my story would be so well received hahaha, I'm honestly grateful you guys like it so much. Anyways- here's the loooong awaited continuation to the series and I hope you all enjoy this installment as much as you've enjoyed the past ones. Happy reading!

A/N: To say this was looong overdue is a friggin understatement since it's literally just been chilling in my drafts like no one's business hahahaha. I'm posting it now so people can start writing ideas about what to do after Reader dies, but go ahead and feel free to keep posting HCs about Reader still being alive. It's an AU at this point and I'll keep writing about it like one HAHAHAHA!

To say Vox paid more attention to you now was slightly an understatement.

You were both practically connected by the hip digitally.

Even your friend group noticed how much time you'd spent just chatting whoever was on the receiving end of your shenanigans.

Not that they knew what kind of peculiar situation was always on the other side of the screen.

In fact, Vox was aware he probably should've been paying more attention to the meeting he was in-

It just so happens that you interested him more than any typical business ever could.

All the more when you'd told him you were getting ready for a party.

"It's just a birthday celebration Vox, it's not like I'm going to a club or anything."

"If there's any booze try not to get shitfaced, or will you drive yourself there?"

You could only giggle at his worry, taking a glance at your phone as it continued to buzz from his messages.

You clipped on the new earrings you'd bought just a few days ago to go with your outfit.

Even if you had gone shopping with your friends-

You still sent Vox pictures, asking what look he preferred.

He was in the middle of spying on Alastor when you once again swiped up all his attention.

Aaaaaand he actually thought you looked great in all of the outfits.

A warm feeling spread through him upon seeing your cheeky grin and silly poses.

Ah whatever, at this point it was nothing new.

But he did finally end up picking the one which bore a striking resemblance to his color scheme.

You didn't even notice at first when you bought the outfit.

Only when you saw the small desktop companion Vox made for you while doing assignments did you realize the subconscious decision your overlord buddy had made.

You teased him about it for a while too, much to his chagrin.

"I'll be with my friends, you don't have anything to worry about."

"The same friends that caused how we met? Doll, I have every right to be concerned."

Vox had nothing against the chaotic nature of your friends.

After all they always brought out the best-

And the worst-

In you, no matter what you were doing.

Even so, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was very... off.

Like an ominous shadow just looming over his shoulder.

He didn't make any mention of it though, thinking he was just being paranoid.

Besides, he didn't want to rain on your parade.

You'd gone the whole nine yards to pretty yourself up for the party.

He wouldn't want your efforts to be in vain.

Vox felt a twinge of jealousy towards the fact others would be able to admire how nice you were in real time, he only had pictures.

Wait what-

Okay, there was definitely something still wrong with him.

"I might not be as active for a few hours because of the party so go and actually focus on the things you gotta do."

"Are you insinuating that I don't do that already?"

"When you spam memes and talk to me nearly all the time can you blame me for not thinking you're always distracted?"

Vox mumbled cursed under his breath, rolling his eyes and glancing back up to check if the boring meeting was over.

Ugh... were they even halfway done discussing this shit?

"Yeah whatever, enjoy your party dollface. Don't get too hammered."

"Hahaha love you too dumbass, I'll keep you updated."

The overlord glitched slightly reading your reply.

His stomach definitely did a flip when he first saw what you typed.

Vox already knew it was probably just a: "I love you as a really close friend" thing-

But that didn't stop his systems from freaking out about it anyhow.

He decided it would be best to stop thinking about it anyways, placing his phone down and finally placing his attention back on the meeting.

Like it should've been the entire time-

Vox didn't really give a fuck though.

On your end, you were going to be picked up by your friends before you all headed to the party.

You guys decided it would be smarter to carpool so most of you guys could actually drink and unwind.

"Heeeeey bitch! Wow! Your outfit slays!"

You rolled your eyes before climbing into shotgun.

"I had some help picking out the look, any good?"

"(Y/N) you are going to break necks with how fast heads will turn, are you kidding me??"

That just reminded you of something Vox said when you showed him the pictures of your completed outfit.

'They're going to turn their heads so fast it'll give them whiplash! You look stunning darling!'

Vox's knack for petnames sometimes embarrassed you, especially when it sometimes seemed a little more than friendly.

Though- that was probably not the case, he was just being the charming idiot TV telecaster that he was with his sweet talk.

You often caught yourself wondering if he ever meant his words, or if it was just the persona Vox played up.

You partly hoped he meant it, even if you didn't know why.

That was until the not-so-subtle snickering of your friends popped the thought bubble you were in.

"Ooookay, what's so funny?"

"Who are you thinking about~? That digital 'friend' of yours?"

You audibly groaned from the situation your friends were insinuating.

They never really believed that you were just chatting with a friend when you were on the phone with Vox.

Despite the multiple times you'd blatantly mentioned that he really was just that.

A friend, a companion-

He wasn't supposed to be anything more than that right?

A blush was creeping up your neck as your friends continued to prod and tease at you for it, fanning your own face slightly to try and calm down the raging embarrassment.

Of course, it would always be fun and games-

Until it wasn't.

Everything happened so fast.

You were just joking with your friends in one moment-

And now you were coughing up blood in the next.

You remembered your friends screaming, some bright headlights, the brakes screeching then metal crunching.

You couldn't even move.

The entire front of the car had been shoved backwards into the front seats.

Even if the paramedics got here in time, you doubted they could save you.

The coppery tang of blood stained your tongue.

You'd gotten all dolled up for the party too.

It's unfortunate that now you'd never be able to go.

Heh... you probably wouldn't even be able to get drunk now either.

Wait-

Oh shit-

Vox!!

You wanted to reach for your phone but both your arms were fucked up in the crash.

The only thing you could really move was your head.

Even then, darkness was already starting to creep into your vision.

It didn't matter how valiantly you fought to keep your eyes open.

You lost too much blood, by the time the paramedics had arrived-

They announced you dead and took you away in a body bag.

The lower half of you had gotten entirely mangled from the accident that you surviving seemed bleak to begin with.

You thought you were done for when you closed your eyes for the final time.

Only when you opened them again- you were somewhere else entirely.

What...?

The skies were blood red, there was practically fire and murder everywhere you turned-

And oh ew- it even smelled like rotten burning corpses.

Where the fuck were you??

Was this supposed to be hell???

You carefully wandered around, hesitating here and there before stumbling across a large building.

Hazbin Hotel...?

Huh, you had no where else to go.

Might as well give it a shot.

[camryn-haitani]

I know darling

Colby Brock x Fem!Reader

you sent Colby a lengthy paragraph about all the things you want him to do to you. and he makes everything you sent come true

TW: Dom Colby, p in v sex, fingering (Fem receiving), teasing, video masterbation (from Colby), mentions of Sam joining and watching, face fucking (Fem receiving), fingering, name calling "love, baby, angel, sweetheart, good girl, good bitch, pretty girl, bitch, whore, slut", praise and degradation, cursing, video during it, aftercare, plot twist

I am a firm believer that Colby is into face fucking

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once I started texting the words I wanna say, they wouldn't stop coming. once I felt like I said enough to get him going, I sent it along with a spicy pic of me in his favorite lingerie. and now I wait for his response.

Colby POV

That was one of the scariest things we've ever caught on camera. me, Kris, and Sam decided we had enough and packed up to go home. we all get in the car and wait for the long car ride home.

once we get into a town, I finally have service and I get a shit ton of notifications. the one that caught my eye was the one y/n sent. I see she sent a long paragraph along with a photo. I was expecting a message about how much she misses me. holy shit I was wrong.

what I'm reading is the most spine chilling, boner inducing, and cock throbbing thing I've ever read. the more I read, the more hard I get. I grab my xplr hoodie and cover my lower half, not wanting Sam to see my boner.

we still have a 3 hour car ride back to LA, I'm not gonna make it that long. my breath get harsh and fast. Sam notices and says something. "hey man, you good?" he asks as he hits my arms. "yeah uhm I'm good, just thinking about the stuff that happened earlier."

I'll give it an hour and see if it goes away.

*an hour later*

well it's been an hour and I still have a boner. I roll my eyes and try to think of an excuse.

"hey Sam uh pull over to a gas station, I uhm have to piss" I lie. "I got you man" Sam pulls over to a gas station and I quickly run out of the car and into the bathroom. I sigh as I pull down my pants when an idea popped in my head.

I pull out my phone and start recording.

*a little while later*

I finish and clean myself up as i send the video to y/n.

me: video

me: I hope you enjoy this love

Y/n POV

I hear my phone buzz and I open it without hesitation. I see he sent a video and I watch it from beginning to end.

me: can't wait for you to get home daddy~

I know that name gets him going and I wanna see what happens. not even 5 minutes later, I get another text from him.

colbs<333: god you have no idea what you do to me, angel. when I get home, you better have my favorite outfit on with your head hanging off the side of the bed<3

me: yes sir<33

since I have his location, I can see how far away he is. he's about an hour and a half away from home, so when he gets about 10 minutes away from home, I'll do what he says.

*an hour and a half later*

I get more and more excited when I watch his icon get closer and closer to our house. I decide to get changed into his favorite lingerie and lay down on the bed.

I hear the door open and I hear stuff slam on the ground with fast foot steps coming up the stairs. I quickly put my head off the side of the bed just like he said. the door swings open and I see him with lustful eyes eating me alive.

"goddamn angel, you look gorgeous" he walks closer to me. his rough, calloused hands run all over my body as he ogles me. every movement he makes on my body, I twitch with anticipation.

he plays with my tits as he runs his fingers over my nipples over the lingerie as a whimper elicits from my mouth. I feel his boner on my cheek in his pants, wanting to be let out. I lift my hand up to caress his cock. I wrap my hand around it and barely squeeze it. he groans as he steps back to free his aching cock.

"you ready, princess?" he asks as he places his cock on my lips. I nod vigorously and open my mouth, spit already coating his leaking tip.

"just tap my thigh if you can't breathe" he reassures. I nod as he taps his cock on my tongue a few times before shoving his cock in my throat. I gag but then get used to it.

I let him use my throat for whatever he needs. there's pre-cum and saliva dripping down my chin and my mouth.

his thrusts get more harsh. 'hes about to cum' I think to myself. "gonna.... fuck.. close.." he mutters. he can't even pronounce words. I grab his waist and pull him further into my mouth. "fuck!" he yells, unknowingly I was going to do that.

I feel his cum drip down my throat and chin. I sit up and gather his cum and put it back in my mouth. he does the same with my spit.

his eyes widen for a second, like he has an idea. he pulls out his phone and starts recording.

"oh Sam would love this, wouldn't he?" he teased his fingers on my slit. I can only nod, my mind is cloudy and my eyes dizzy with pleasure. "I need words, pretty girl." he says, curling his fingers up in me. "yes! he would love seeing me like this!" I yell. Colby chuckles at my words.

"seeing you like this. being such a slut for me." his fingers get more and more quick. I know that him and Sam have done something like this in the past, but Sam watching me is so erotic to me.

"go ahead and tell the camera how much of a slut you are. for me and Sam. go on bitch."

"fuck Sam, I want you in me. I want you and Colby to fuck me so hard it hurts to walk. please Sam" I beg with pleasing eyes.

"good bitch" his fingers get more aggressive and he can tell I'm getting close.

he rips his fingers out of me as I'm about to cum. "w-what... why.. please, I want it... wanna cum for you" I plead into the camera.

he grabs my cheeks "only good sluts get to cum. this is what you get for getting me hard in the car. you knew I was with Sam and yet, you still did it. it's like you wanted Sam to know." he coos.

"yes! I wanted Sam to know! I want you both to fuck me!" I whine.

"that's what I thought, you whore" he lines up his cock and slides it up and down my wet folds.

"daddy please I need you." I beg. "fine, only because I'm so fucking hard for you" he rams his cock into me without a second thought.

"why don't you tell Sam what you want him to do to you, hm?" Colby teases. "want.... want you to fuck my face while Colby e-eats me out" my hands cover my face in embarrassment.

he rips my hands from my face "I think Sam would wanna see your pretty face as I fuck you." he pins my hands above my head as he slides his cock in and out of me.

his pace gets faster and his rhythm gets sloppy. my legs wrap around his waist, wanting him closer in me.

he apparently liked that because I feel him twitch in me. "fuck... gonna cum in your pretty pussy, huh? you want me to cum in you, fucking slut"

"shit..... yes yes yes please." I beg more.

his final push in me makes me unravel the knot in my stomach. my back arches as my legs tighten around his waist.

his breath slows as he picks himself up and goes to our bathroom. he runs a washcloth under water and comes back to clean us up.

Colby wore a smirk on his face that I couldn't see. "hey baby, can you get the cameras from downstairs please? I wanna edit some footage from earlier"

"yeah sure" I struggle to go downstairs but I make it through

I turn the corner and there he is…

Sam

he was downstairs this whole time

"uhm uhh... hi?"

"hello beautiful" he says as he stands up and walks towards me. he puts a finger under my chin and makes me look at him "you sounded lovely up there. calling out for me. I hope you meant every word up there because I plan on making those things true. " he whispered in my ear.

his phone goes off. "I wonder what this is" he says sarcastically. he pulls up the video Colby took of me. "I hope I make you sound like this" he kisses your neck and walks out the door.

“fuck”

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this has been in my head for a looooong time

[heizlut]

Kaeya has STRONG "I'll treat you like a queen in the streets, but you better serve me like I'm a king in the sheets" vibes

I just know this man is hiding a huge degradation kink. Everyone will be seeing him pampering you and being the sweetest and most romantic bf ever, but he will be saying the filthiest shit ever later, making you work for the PRIVILEGE of being able to suck his cock, and you bet I'm all for it

when i saw this, i was giggling and blushing like an idiot lmao i completely agree that this is how kaeya is so here goes:

tags: sub fem!reader, dom!kaeya, degradation, humiliation

nsfw under the cut

m!list here

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All eyes were on you and Kaeya whenever you went out. He was always the perfect gentleman, spoiling you with whatever you could ask for. You'd look up at him with a pretty doe-eyed look when you wanted him to get you something that had caught your eye. Not that you needed to do that since he would give you Celestia if you asked for it. The girls would look on with jealous eyes and the older folks of Mondstadt would turn to their own sons and grandsons saying 'That's how you treat a lady'. But little did they know what went on when the two of you were in the privacy of your own home.

When you both had entered your home after a day of you being absolutely spoiled as usual, Kaeya looks to you. His sweet and cheerful demeanor dropping the second you walked in through the door, taking on a hint of dark lust. He reaches out, placing a finger under your chin to tilt your head up, "Such a spoiled little thing... Don't you think I deserve a thank you?" The tone of his voice makes you feel dizzy as you bite at your bottom lip and nod, "Thank you.." Kaeya tilts his head slightly, one corner of his lips curling up, “You can do better than that.”

Without hesitation, you lift your dress over your head, tossing it to the floor. Kaeya watches with a smug smirk on his face, but unfortunately, you're taking too long for his liking. He pulls you by the front of your bra, making you gasp in surprise and stumble towards him. Using his cryo vision, he freezes the part he's holding onto and effectively shatters the front, letting the garment hit the floor. Before you can speak a word, he does the same with your panties. A chill runs up your spine from feeling such a harsh coldness almost directly on your sensitive core and you give an exasperated pout, "Kaeyaaa! That was my favorite set..." He just chuckles darkly, shaking his head as he leans close to you, his hot breath contrasts the cold you were feeling, "You're acting as if I won't just buy you another."

Kaeya didn't like to see you continue to pout like the spoiled brat you were (although you becoming as spoiled as you were was entirely his fault), so he reaches out, using a touch of cryo as he pinches your nipple between his deft fingers. Your expression immediately switches to one of surprise and pleasure as he teases you. His fingers make their way down your body, making you shiver from the cold touch. Just when he's about to reach your clit, he pauses with a devious look on his face, "I don't think you deserve my touch here." His fingers trace just above where you desperately want him as you whimper. His hand quickly makes it's way to your throat, squeezing just enough to bring your focus back to him, "Such a needy little slut I have... You're supposed to be thanking me properly for what I've done for you today, yet here you are whining for me to satisfy you instead, tsk."

Before you can speak up, Kaeya walks across the room and sits down on the bed. He takes off his belt and undoes his pants, freeing his half-hardened cock and pumping it languidly in his hand. The look in his eyes is a dark one that makes you weak in the knees. Your eyes move down to look at the way he's pumping his length and you almost salivate. You start to make your way to him when Kaeya clicks his tongue, "Crawl to me." You blink once, unsure of if he said what you thought he just said. Kaeya gives you a sharp look, "Get on your hands and knees and fucking crawl to me like a dog since you want to stand there practically drooling for my cock."

Kaeya being degrading to you wasn't something new, you actually loved it, and getting on your hands and knees for him was exactly what you would do. You crawl your way over to him and he can't help the dark chuckle that falls from his lips as he watches how pathetic you are for him. You reach him and get on your knees in front of him, giving that doe-eyed look he knew so well. "Aww that's cute. You think that look works here?", Kaeya leans down, he cock so close to your lips, "Unfortunately for you, that little look isn't going to cut it. You haven't done much to even deserve my cock. All you did was simply crawl. Do better... Give me a show."

You whimper, your pussy aching with desperate need. You wanted him so badly... You turn around, arching your back with your perky ass wiggling in the air. You reach underneath yourself and start rubbing your clit, letting your juices drench your fingers as you run them through your folds then back to your clit. You let out a soft moan as you try your best to tempt him and give him the show he wanted. Kaeya watches with intrigue, pumping his length a little faster as pre drips from the thick tip. With his free hand, he catches you off guard by landing a harsh smack to your ass, making you cry out, "Lemme see you stretch out that pathetic pussy of yours. We need to make sure my cock will fit without an issue this time."

You pant as you do your best to finger yourself, making sure to spread your pussy with your fingers inside to show that you could take it. You try to go deeper, trying to replicate the feeling of his fingers in your pussy but you let out a pitiful cry of frustration when you can't reach the spots that he does so effortlessly. Kaeya rolls his eyes at the state you're in, "Face me. On your knees. I've seen enough." You adjust yourself how he wants you to be with a worried look on your face, thinking that you failed entirely and would be left a pitiful, needy mess, "Please. I can do better. Let me do better." He quirks a brow at this, "That true? Then beg for my cock."

He continues stroking himself, squeezing at the reddened tip. The view is mesmerizing to you, hardly able to tear your eyes away as you beg, "Please let me suck your cock. I can make you feel so good-" Kaeya cuts you off with a snap of his fingers, drawing your eyes up to him instead of his cock, "Eyes on me, slut. Try again." You lick your lips and have the most desperate submissive look on your face, "Please, Kaeya. Fuck my throat. Use me." His lips curl into a satisfied smile, "That's more like it... Open up."

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a/n: i hope you liked this anon! maybe i’ll make this into a full fic with more ways kaeya can degrade the reader👀

[angelltheninth]

Just Say Yes

Pairing: Pantalone x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, dub-con, arranged marriage, corruption kink, wedding night, body betrayal, rough sex, dirty talk, name-calling, gentle dom!Pantalone, yandere!Pantalone

Word count: 1.6k

Summary: Pantalone has been watching you for years, wanting you. After your father owes him a big favor and offers him anything in his house Pantalone chooses you. Now your first night with him as husband and wife has arrived.

A/N: Commission for @tinyyellowtoad! Thank you again for commissioning me and I hope you like the story. I still don't have a lot of experience with yandere characters but I'm getting better I think.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" Pantalone stands behind you, his gloved hands rubbing over your bare shoulders, fingering the straps of your white wedding dress. "Do you like the dress I picked for you?"

The one he picked. For his prize. For his new bride.

A chill travels slowly down you spine, "I-Its very nice Sir. Thank you."

"Sir? Oh no, no my sweet. We're husband and wife now. There's no need to call me that." His lips tickled your ear as his hand traveled down your body, smoothing against your bare thigh. Ah, that's why he chose a dress with an open leg. "Have you ever been with a man before?"

"N-No. My father kept me rather sheltered as I'm sure you know."

"Indeed. Do not worry, I'll be gentle with you. I'll show you how to love, how to please, how to fall in love with pleasure." The hand on your thigh slipped under your dress, making you gasp in surprise as he pressed his fingers over your clit. "Have you touched yourself before?"

You bit your lower lip, heat spreading across your face, "I have."

"Hm, good. Not completely clueless then. Still, you have much to learn when it comes to pleasing a man. And about the many ways I have to please you." The free hand traveled to your hip, his hold strong as he moved your panties to the side and used two fingers to spread your pussy lips. "Spread more for me."

You shook your head, you were trembling from fear and anticipation, your whole body shivering.

"Ah, poor dear. Its alright, I would never hurt my darling wife. I've wanted you for so long. I suppose your father's misfortune was my fortune in a way. But it's alright, you don't need to worry about anything anymore, not ever again, nor does your father. You're in my hands now, I'll take care of you. So, won't you open for me?" His voice was almost sickeningly soft and sweet, as was his touch, his hand rubbing your hip in reassurance. But... his cock... it was as hard as steel as it pushed against your ass.

Your legs spread almost unconsciously, leaving you shocked that you were so easily swayed by honied words and touches. "Please hold on, I'm not ready."

"Not yet. But I will get you there. I'll get you wet for me. Before that, I'd love to see you, really see you. I'm going to take this off you now, as beautiful as it looks." The small pleasure you felt between your legs vanished, making you shut them tight to ease the uncomfortable aching feeling. "Patience my love, I'll make you mine soon enough." His hands ran back up to your shoulders, rubbing your pussy slick over your arm, "I'll take this pretty thing off now. Would be a shame to ruin what I bought. You don't want that do you darling?" The smallest pressure was put around your shoulders as he waited for you to reply.

"No." Your voice was as small as a mouse, auditable to him due to the close proximity. His lips pressed against your bare shoulder as soon as your dress hit the floor, "Cold."

"Hm? Oh I see, you're a sensitive little thing. Sensitive, perfect, sheltered from the pleasures of this world." Your panties soon joined your dress, followed shorty by your bra, "Damp. As expected, a virgin cunt like yours only needs a little attention before its satisfied." His hand grabbed your thigh and pushed you towards the bed, his fingers reaching between your legs and rubbing savagely at your clit. The angle makes your pussy dig into the edge of the bed, with Pantalone's cock pressing against you, "You'll be ready for it soon darling. Real soon you'll be ready to become my beloved cockslut. My one and only cockslut."

Shame and slick pooled between your legs as he kept rubbing your clit raw in fast, tight circles. You were no longer cold, you were feeling way too hot, so hot it was making you dizzy. This felt nothing like your own fingers. "Sto-o-mmn-ah!" For some reason your body and your mind weren't cooperating, "Please, any more and I... I'll... come."

"Good. I've been waiting a long time to see that. Show me, show me what you look like when you turn into a complete slut." Pantalone pressed slow kisses between your shoulder blades, flicking your clit every time your body trembled upwards for his mouth. There was a bit of shuffling behind you and then hot, unfamiliar press of his bare cock against your back.

If his hand was getting his pants of then that meant that you've been holding your leg up this whole time, presenting yourself for him, opening your self up to be taken. The wet tip of his cock rubbed between your folds, sending shockwaves through your body, betrayal, shame and lust mixing together to make you go dizzy.

"You're so easy. I didn't expect you to fold so easily but then again I'd rather you be a complete cockslut then having to get rough with you. I don't think it's ever gonna come to that, not if you listen to what I say like you're already doing so perfectly." A perfect slut, that's what he was turning you into. And just in one night. "Your father would be so ashamed of you if he saw what a whore his daughter turned out to be." Your hands clawed at the bed sheets, face turned down and hidden from view, "I won't tell him. No one has to know darling. This will be our secret as husband and wife. You'll be the perfect, model wife in public, and my slut in private, taking my cock whenever I tell you to. Until eventually you welcome me home with your ass in the air, asking me to fuck my cock into you because your cunt feels so empty without it."

Was that really your future now? Were you destined to become that much of a harlot, one who opens her legs without a second thought? You were already half-way there, dripping all over the bed, getting the sheets wet with your pussy. There was no escaping the inevitable, no escaping Pantalone now that he had you all to himself. What made this worse was that there was a part of you that was curious about it, how it would feel to be under him, under his command.

"Why... why are you still waiting? Do you insist on torturing me with this as well?" You had to say it like that, had to put on a mask of defiance no matter what your body said or how it behaved or how your mind was telling you to behave.

Pantalone smiled against your kissed skin as the tip of his cock popped in, "What was that darling? Want to say it again?" His movements were shallow, fucking you with just the tip, "Be honest. Tell me how much you like it and I will give it to you gladly."

"I don't... want... I want... I want..." You want his cock. You want to be fucked. You want to be used. You just couldn't say it, now yet.

"My poor babygirl. Shhh, I'll teach you to ask properly. Another time. Perhaps I was a little harsh on you. This is your first time after all. I apologize. Allow me to show you just how sorry I am." He pushed his cock past your entrance, your pussy protesting against the intrusion, shutting tight on his cock, "Darling, I know it hurts but it will hurt a lot more of you don't relax for me." His fingers were back on your clit, keeping his index finger pressed against you and dragging it slowly up and down, up and down as he thrust in and out of you, your body accepting him little by little despite your little mewls.

"I can't, I can't, I'm already-!" He just bottomed out and already your body was going numb from pleasure you never felt before. Such a foreign yet nice feeling from having your pussy filled to the brim with a warm, hard cock.

"My, my. Already? You really are my slutty wife. Are you my slutty wife, darling?" He kept moving, each thrust knocking his cock back into place inside of you, nudging your legs apart.

There was only one right answer, only one that would make him happy with you, "I'm your slutty wife. I am. I'm yours now. So please take good care of me from now on." Well he was certainly set on taking care of one part of you.

"So clear in what you need. You're learning fast my love." He pressed harder against you, his cock fully inside of you, his hips slapping loudly against your ass cheeks, "I won't hold back either then. Get ready to receive all my love." His cock went rigid, scraping against your inner walls, rubbing them raw before soothing them with his creamy cum, sending your body into overdrive and making you collapse on the bed, breathing hard, "Darling?" His voice was faint in your ears, you were going in and out of consciousness, only able to register him rubbing down your back and pulling out, "Hm, seems like I overdid it. You better get used to this soon darling. Otherwise... I'm afraid I'll have to pay your father another visit."

Truthfully you weren't sure if he said those words to you or not, or if it was just a trick of your imagination. Harsh threats like those didn't match the smile he was giving you. You must have been really tired for you mind to play those kind of sick tricks on you.

[lanadelnegan]

Ghost - Part 4

Negan x Glenn'sSister!Reader

Warnings: the smut you've been waiting for, 18+, p in v, anal play, oral (both receiving), breeding, slight daddy kink

Part 3 here // Part 1 here

“Wow, this is.. Everything I expected.” I laughed, looking around his room at all the leather furniture and black. 

“What’s mine is yours, baby. We could stay here forever.” Negan smirked and kissed me before I had a chance to respond. “We don’t have to think about it right now. Let’s just enjoy this.” He smiled against my lips, picking me up by my thighs and guiding my legs around his waist. Our lips stayed connected while he carried me to the bathroom and sat me on the counter. 

He stood between my legs, pressing the hard bulge in his jeans against me. “I’ve been dying to be between these pretty legs again, doll. You have no fucking clue.” His lips trailed to my neck, as he nipped and sucked lightly at the sensitive skin beneath my ear. He rested his hands on the counter on each side of me as he pushed his hips forward teasingly. “So tired of clothes getting in our way. I need to be buried inside you, baby.” 

I whimpered in his ear while he helped me discard my shirt and bra. He leaned down and wrapped his lips around my nipple, instantly giving me chills with the way he licked it lightly and held it between his teeth. I watched him closely as he stood back and started to undress, my heart beating faster with every article of clothing he removed.

Pulling his boxers down slowly, he looked up at me through his brows before his cock sprang free. It was perfect, like the rest of him. Negan chuckled at my speechless reaction before turning on the water. I finished undressing and stepped in with him, allowing the smell of man soap and Negan to fill my lungs. It was intoxicating, and I needed him in my mouth as much as I needed air.

"Can I, put it in my mouth? Please?" I realized how desperate I sounded but didn't care. I was.

"I'll never say no to that, darlin'." He grinned against my mouth before I dropped to my knees. His cock stood hard and ready for me as I looked up at him through wet lashes, watching the water pour over his wet, black hair. I sucked on the tip, getting used to it stretching my mouth open, before taking more of him inch by inch and gagging slightly when it reached halfway down my throat.

"Come on, doll. You can take more than that." He urged, running his fingers through my hair and gripping the back. "You got this, baby. I wanna feel the back of your throat."

I closed my eyes and took him as far as I could, until my nose was pressed against his pubes. I ignored the uncomfortable sting in my throat, desperate to make him proud.

"Thaaat's it baby, good girl. You gonna let me fuck your mouth? Hmm?" His voice was so deep and raspy it made me clench my thighs together. I nodded around him and opened my mouth wider, making it easier for him. His hips began to move as he fucked my mouth relentlessly, making my eyes fill with tears. I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care.

"Ah, fuck baby. So warm and tight, feels so damn good." He grunted while tangling his fingers in my hair. I pulled back suddenly when my lungs ran out of air and attempted to catch my breath. Looking up at him while I stroked him in my hand, I watched his head fall back as a guttural moan escaped his throat.

“Shit, shit fuck, I'm cumming baby."

I held out my tongue as if catching a warm, salty snowflake, and moaned at the taste as I swallowed it down. I never liked it before, but I'd drink anything this man has to offer.

Negan chuckled, looking down at me while his hand unraveled from my wet locks. "So fuckin' pretty with my cum all over you." He wiped some from my eye before smearing it down my cheek and to my lips. I opened my mouth eagerly, sucking his thumb clean.

"Such a good girl.” He praised me, helping me up off the shower floor. “I am the luckiest man in the goddamn world."

Then we kissed until the water ran cold.

“On the bed and on your knees, doll.” He demanded once we made it back to the bedroom. We were both still damp and naked from our shower and I felt a little self-conscious around him like this, considering how perfect he was.

Doing as he asked, I climbed onto the black satin sheets on my hands and knees. The bed dipped behind me before I felt his face bury in my ass. I blushed, never having a man eat me out in this position before.

“Negan..” I gasped, falling forward on my forearms while my ass was in the air. And in his face.

“Yeah baby?” He smiled against my pussy before licking a stripe up to my other hole. His tongue dipped in unexpectedly, making me whimper. “You belong to me. All holes included.” I didn’t have to look back to know a smirk was plastered on his face.

“Negan, please.. just fuck me.”

“Such an eager little slut for me, huh?” He asked, running the pad of his thumb from my asshole to my pussy and circling the outside of it. My walls were already throbbing for him, desperate to be filled.

“Please daddy, I need you inside me.” I begged, hoping the nickname would make him stop with the teasing. Negan let out a dark chuckle before flipping me over and pulling me closer to him by my thighs. 

“Daddy, huh?” He smirked, clearly pleased with the nickname and leaned over to kiss me while grinding his hips into me in the process. “Wanna see that pretty face when I fill you up, doll. That okay?” He asked smugly like he already knew the answer.

I nodded, adjusting my hips to line up perfectly with his cock. He sat up between my legs, running his large hands over the inside of my thighs. "Such a pretty fuckin' pussy, baby." He looked down, watching himself guide his dick up and down between my wet slit before stopping right at my hole and sliding in with one motion. Just when I thought he was all the way in, he kept going until he was balls deep and buried in what felt like my stomach.

“Feels so damn good, baby. Fuck.” He grunted, grabbing my hips and lifting them until he found the perfect angle to slam back into me. I cried out this time, while he fucked me stupidly hard. Blood rushed to my cheeks as I felt my orgasm quickly building.  

After a few more pumps, he pulled out of me suddenly and I whined at the empty feeling left between my legs while he laid flat on the bed beside me on his back.

“Come here, darlin’." He breathed, guiding me over him. Following his lead, I adjusted my legs on either side of him and slid down his length until it filled me again completely. We both moaned in unison while I bounced up and down on his cock.

“Negan.. Fuck.. it feels so good.” I cried out. “I’m - I’m gonna -” 

He held my hips in place above him before he began thrusting up into me fast and hard. The only sounds in the room were my pathetic crying, the slapping of our skin, and his incredibly sexy groans. My head fell back as my finger reached for my clit and rubbed it firmly, desperate to bring myself over the edge. 

“That’s it baby, come all over my cock.” 

His words were enough to get me there, and I finally let go, soaking his lower half with my juices until his thrusts finally slowed. My cheeks burned with embarrassment when I realized I had squirted for the first time in my life. 

“Ohhh sweetheart.” Negan chuckled loudly. “Look at the mess you made all over me. That’s my girl.”

I fell forward on his chest, breathing heavily while my heart beat rapidly. He flipped me over without pulling out until he was on top of me again. This time, he kissed my neck and nipped at my jawline while he fucked me slowly. He whimpered each time my nails dug into his back and his thrusts started becoming more and more unsteady, along with his breathing.

"Negan.. come in me?" I asked hesitantly, not knowing how he'd react.

"Yeah? You sure, baby?"

"Yes, please Negan. I wanna feel it dripping out of me."

"Fuuuuck." He groaned as his balls instantly pulsed repeatedly, shooting his load deep inside of me. He continued thrusting slowly even after he came, kissing my lips sweetly. I angled my hips upward and wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, letting him ride it out until he was satisfied.

"You? Are fucking incredible, baby."

Later that night...

I laid awake, surrounded by darkness and the soft sound of Negan's snores, unable to sleep. I couldn't take my mind off Rick, Daryl, Maggie, and all the others who probably hated me now, thinking I've betrayed them.

My heart ached at the thought of Glenn and what I had just done with the man who murdered him. Was I a terrible person? How could I have seriously let this happen?

I can't stay here. But I can't go home. Not after jumping in front of Rick's gun and letting our whole group down. After letting Glenn down.

After letting myself down.

Slipping out of bed, I carefully threw on some clothes from Negan's dresser and wrapped my foot extra tight with some gauze I found in his bathroom cabinet. I returned to the bedroom, quietly slipped on my shoes, and gave him one last look before I left.

Posting the final part soon! If you've read this far, thank you. <3

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[my1oves]

I adore those dragonkin headcanons! Can I ask for headcanons with Laios having a dragonkin s/o? Both sfw & nsfw if possible <3 I can only imagine steamy moments with him getting frequently derailed as he gets distracted by “how far down do your scales go? your tail connects a lot higher than i thought” lol

dragonkin s/o

꒰ includes ꒱ ⸻ (dungeon meshi) laios touden.

꒰ warnings ꒱ ⸻ gn! dragonkin! reader, fluff & smut (mdni!)

꒰ blossom's note ꒱ ⸻ laios suddenly getting distracted by your monster anatomy whilst doing the deed is so funny please i- thank you for the request!

sfw content !!

First things first, no one knows how he managed to bag you— in fact, everyone is very surprised that he didn't creep you out with his weird fascination.

Laios does manage to keep himself in check most of the time, or he calms downs after a while?

On cold nights, due to you naturally running very hot, Laios will cuddle up with you and snuggle (he is little spoon).

Although on regular nights he may or may not be fighting for his life (he's sweating to death pls free him)

Due to being of dragon, you have a natural instinct to hoard treasures or shiny things or things you like.

So does Laios find shiny things, or rocks, or whatever you like, and give it to you for your collection? Absolutely!

Also due to your more dragon-like instincts, you're very protective and any party member can find you growling at them at least once or twice.

He likes to make sure you're taking care of yourself. If you're hiding your wings/they're constantly tucked in, he'll remind you every now and then to spread them so they don't get cramped.

When you two are kissing, you've got to be careful of accidentally biting him with your fangs- although Laios says he's okay with it.

Is shameless in asking you to heat up leftovers with your fire breath, or asking to chill to drink with your ice breath, depending on which you have or both.

Due to your hearing being better than most, he'll sometimes whisper sweet words from across the room, just to watch you get flustered from the other side.

Sadly Chilchuck can hear these too and he hates you both

Thinks your scales are so pretty, and loves to run his fingers along them when you two are cuddling. He'll murmur how much he likes them, and how cool they feel.

Similarly, should you give him your hand due to his boredom, he'll study your claws and poke at them- he's 100% accidentally cut himself once or twice on them.

Sometimes you get nervous to hurt him, so you'll try to distance yourself from him, but he's very adamant that he trusts you and that he's strong etc etc.

Overall, very sweet boyfriend, 100/10

nsfw content (minors, do not interact) !!

warning: biting, dragon anatomy, scratching, heat cycles.

Going back to your protective instincts, whenever your tail wraps around his waist or thigh, Laios is instantly hard.

seriously, he has no shame

Gets all red in the face, and hopes you don't notice, but you definitely do

He loves when you bite him and leave bite marks all over him, and then when you lap up at them? he might just cum right then and there tbh

absolutely gets distracted by your dragon anatomy, especially the first few times.

"I had no idea your scales were here too!" Runs a finger down your back and enjoys the way it arches.

"Oh wow, your tail actually closer resembles a wyvern! How interesting..." And you're like wtf is happening??

"So your horns are also used for pleasure, I'll have to jot that down-" what?! yeah, he keeps notes on everything.

Speaking of your horns, he'll grab on to them or rub at the base of them, because they're rather sensitive as he learned.

Same with your tail~

Laios' favorite part is when you orgasm and your wings spread out and shutter in pleasure. Fuck, it definitely sends him over the edge if he hadn't already came.

Begs you to use your claws/talons, dig them into his back, scratch him up, grab his face harshly and threaten to leave a scratch or two, and he's a goner

He has your heat cycle in his notebook and prepares for it thoroughly

He's a freak, for real, will present himself like a meal when you comeback home during your heat cycle. Can't wait to be devoured by you~

Again, your protectiveness for your "mate" is seriously unmatched- he loves when you cuddle him close after sex and licking his wounds or pepper kiss all over him and make sure he's okay

Always gets horny whenever he learns something new about dragon physiology due to you- wants to fuck immediately after he jots down some notes

Overall, loves your dragon features and loves when you use them during sex, so please do~

꒰ ❀ ꒱ thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!

[ravixen]

hi hope ur doing well! i wanted to ask if you could write a reaction of when the boys forget about a date and leave you waiting for a while for them? i'd like the members to be joshua, mingyu, seungkwan, vernon, and dino if possible! thank u sm in advance!

svt + forgetting your date

➔ reaction || requested

➔ warnings: none || 1167 words ➔ notes: fluff ; i'm doing pretty well! getting a lot of things done these days :) i wish i could spend a little more writing and drawing, but it is what it is. if you enjoyed this, please reblog! also if you're interested in any writing/art commissions, check out my carrd. or visit my ko-fi just cuz!

JOSHUA: you know that this guy never checks his messages, so whenever you need him for emergencies, you always call instead. that's why, when your signal is only strong enough for a flurry of texts, he doesn't see them until an hour later. your last message reads i'll just go home. confused, he scrolls up to find a bunch of emojis and ? are you standing me up lol and ...are you seriously standing me up, and it takes a second before he finally realizes what today is. fuck. fuck. he's the one who scheduled this date, going on a spiel about how you haven't seen each other in a while, so you went out of your way to free up your schedule. and now he looks like a grade-a asshole for forgetting. scratch that, he is a grade-a asshole. he makes a few stops around town to pick up your favorite things for a night in before going to your place. it won't make up for the missed date, that much is obvious from your unimpressed stare as you open the door, but he's going to try his best to earn your forgiveness. in fact, as soon as he sees you, he gets on his knees on your steps with a dramatic declaration of, "love, i'm so, so sorry," and you have to drag him to his feet, saying that he's embarrassing you in front of your neighbors. but hey, at least you cracked a smile.

MINGYU: when seungcheol asks if he wants to continue their biking excursion to hit up a cool restaurant, mingyu says yes, even though he feels like he should have declined for some reason. that feeling continues tickling the back of his mind, up until they pay for the meal and cheol asks if they should get dessert. that's when you text him, informing your boyfriend that there's about ten minutes of trailers if he's running late, and his heart drops. he completely forgot about your movie date today. he tells you to go in first. i'll be there later, he types, i have my ticket on my phone. then he tells seungcheol what happened, and seungcheol asks how the hell he'll make it in time when they still have to bike back to their car. spoiler alert: he doesn't. by the time he makes it to the theater and pathetically slinks into his seat next to you, the movie is already in its final arc, and you're aggressively eating your snacks, ignoring his presence. he trails after you once the movie ends, waiting for your verdict and hoping that you'll take pity on his bedraggled state. you pause by your car and sigh. "well, c'mon," you say, opening the trunk for his bike rack. "i'm not so angry that i'll make you cycle all the way home." he decides during that tense car ride that he'll make the best dinner of his life tonight.

SEUNGKWAN: it's late, and you're still not home. after a while of worrying by himself, he calls and asks where you are. he almost thinks that the call dropped because you're silent for a full minute before asking him, incredulously, if he's serious. of course he's serious. he just finished an episode of a new drama, and he never makes it through one. "i've been waiting at the restaurant for the past twenty minutes," you say slowly. "and you're chilling in the living room?" no way. isn't that tomorrow? he flicks open his calendar and gasps when he realizes his mistake. "wait there for a bit, okay? i'm on my way," he says, scrambling to his feet, but you quickly stop him with a scoff. "you still need to get dressed and then get all the way here. they can't wait that long. i'll just leave." he feels awful. he slaps himself on the cheeks to get sense back into him. seungkwan, he scolds himself mentally. how could you do this? how could he forget this date? and it's not like you didn't try to reach him—he sees all the texts and phone calls now, blocked by the do not disturb that he forgot to turn off. "will they let you in by yourself? why don't you eat whatever you want and charge it to my card, hm? i'm so sorry."

VERNON: he doesn't know what he did wrong, but apparently he did something because you just went radio silent yesterday afternoon, even though you're still posting on your story. when he wakes up in the morning, he sees that even his good night texts are ignored. he sends you a good morning text anyway and asks how you slept, asks what your plans are for the day. by the time he gets to work, there's still no reply. "hey!" seungkwan yells out, rushing to his side. vernon automatically reaches for the coffee that he knows is around somewhere—seungkwan is nothing but predictable—and hums when he finds it. "so what'd you end up getting y/n yesterday? i thought you'd ask me for gift ideas, but since you were so secretive this year, i figured it was big." vernon blinks at him. "what was yesterday?" seungkwan blinks back. "you're kidding...their birthday dinner? you wanted to celebrate a week early? hello?" he snatches back his coffee. "you're the one who insisted on it. did you forget?" seungkwan's withering look bounces off the absolute dread that vernon feels. no wonder you were ignoring him. he pushes past seungkwan, already pulling out his phone. "i need to make a call really quick. can you tell the others i'll be late?"

CHAN: this is the lamest excuse in the book, but his phone died, and while he could've borrowed a charger...what was the point? if there was an emergency, people knew to call the other members. that's why he doesn't bother plugging it in until after practice, and when it finally charges up, the belated alert for your date appears, and he swears loud enough for the others to send him a look. "sorry!" he says, throwing all of his things into his bag. "you guys eat without me. i have somewhere to be!" he flies down the stairs and books it out of the building. something about his expression makes everyone jump out of his way, wondering what the heck has him so harried. somehow, he makes it to the place in record time and scans the crowd for your face, lighting up when he sees you under an awning. then his smile falls when he sees your expression. he feels so, so bad for leaving you waiting out here. he shrugs off his jacket and puts it around your shoulders, ignoring the fact that you don't look happy to see him. "why don't we get something warm to drink?" he murmurs, clasping your cold hands. at least he didn't miss the main event—if he missed that, he doesn't know if you'll forgive him.

[hotteoki]

drunk bf ateez headcanons - 2k celebration!

pairing: ateez x reader (no prns used)

cw: mentions of alcohol (obvie)

genre: fluff, established relationship, headcanon

notes: after watching drunkteez on wanteez and having yunho on my mind i just had to write this ( ˘ ³˘)

notes: this is my second celebration post! happy 2k followers!

hongjoong

he seems fine

at first

he's downing shots, glasses, bottles

at flash speed

but he's fine

even he says he's fine

"i just don't feel anything"

"well i mean some people just don't get drunk"

"maybe i'm just reeeeeally talented"

you're like thinking 'oh! he's not too bad'

...

did the 'reeeeeally' not give you warning signs in your head

you spoke too soon

next thing you know he's trying to shove his head down the billiard/pool/snooker table holes

it's more of gently ramming his head against the table edge than shoving his head tho

you were dying laughing by the time you reached him

"joong what are you doing???"

"i'm looking for thissssss"

"what is 'this', joongie?"

it's silent for a while and you're rubbing his back

then he just pops up

"this!"🫰🏻

(ಠ ಠ)

he thinks he's sooooo funny

you had to stare at him for a good few minutes before processing what the hell you just witnessed

he's upgraded from terrible dad jokes to terrible rizz jokes

i don't think i can decipher which is worse

he's also balancing the shot glasses on the back of his hand

which had you PANICKING

a whole migraine just from that

forget a hangover

your fear of him breaking one of those is enough for you to want to die

surprisingly he didn't break any

"see baby? i'm just tooooooo talented"

he's giggling so much

it's so cute :(

but add the worst aegyo in the world to the list

it’s near bang chan level of horrifying

i mean sure

joong is NATURALLY a giant tiny cutie

but when he’s doing it on purpose???

um.

well!

okay!

(유∀유|||)

have fun!

seonghwa

no thoughts behind those eyes

just blink blink (0_0) (-_-) (0_0)

i'm pretty sure he's on mars

and out of nowhere he starts singing along to i want it that way playing in the background (b99 ref (ʃƪ˘ﻬ˘))

singing along very loudly if i may add

BUT

as soon as the song ends

he's back to his (0_0) (-_-) (0_0) agenda

at one point

you’ve just gotten used to his giggles and clapping out of the blue

yeah he just applauds randomly

to whom and why?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

he just wants to i guess

"hwa, i think we should go now it's like 4am-"

"HAKUNA MATATA YO"

oh he's singing again!

will not stop for the next twenty minutes

in his head it's a free karaoke bar

and he's just singing to his heart's content

he can also get pouty very quickly

and is very, very clingy

whichever one of your arm is nearer to him is not going to hear the bells of freedom for the rest of the long night

to be fair

if any of the other members are near him

he's also going to be clinging to them

just

a little less than you

he loves you the most after all! ><

all in all

he's pretty chill

every now and then

this is a bit short cause i don’t know what else i could say i’m sorry (╥_╥)

i'll make it up with a seonghwa drabble soon promise

yunho

where did this man's energy come from???????

one minute he's on the dance floor

he's 'boogying', as he said

the next he's running laps around the bar

you're just shocked he hasn't crashed into another poor innocent person yet

oh and now he's on the stage! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

are you ripping out your hair yet

( ˘ ɜ˘) ♬♪♫ (yunho!!!!!!)>ヽ(‵﹏´)ノ

he's singing what seems to be halazia

except it's literally just the word halazia being repeated

you're pretty sure he sang 'hala-hala-hala-hala-halazia' like about seven times

stream seven by jungkook

you had to physically drag him down from the stage

“nooooo baby you don’t understand i still need to sing hips don’t lie they need meeeeeee (ง'̀-'́)ง”

“yeah ok shakira let’s go”

his hand slips from yours and he’s sucked into the wardrobe of narnia

cause even tho he’s a literal giant

you can’t seem to find his usually sticking out head

the reason why?

he’s squatting while doing the dougie

why? i don’t know

i don’t think he knows either

but he’s dougieing!

he’s also spitting BARS

starts rapping to mingi’s part in guerilla while you’re trying to drag him out

at this point you’re beginning to suspect that he’s not actually drunk

maybe a little tipsy

but mostly just staying to cause chaos

and to give you a headache

but his little pout as you’re pulling him away

“yuyu come on we have to go >:(“

“but baby i don’t want tooooo”

does this face 🥺

yk that one time when ateez made faces imitating the emoji signs they were holding

and yuyu had the 🥺 one

THATS EXACTLY THE FACE HES MAKING

and how can you deny this golden retriever :,)

(if you can resist it you’re just a maniac frankenstein cheoreom georeo maniac maniac ha ha idk i don’t make the rules)

“okay fine… but no-”

“YAY i’ll be back”

he does in fact come back a few minutes later

HOLDING A PIGEON?????

“YUNHO WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? PUT THE BIRD DOWN-”

“i made a friend! :D”

you’re certain he took a few years off your life in just one night

yeosang

since we've never actually seen him drunk

cause he's a fairy

i'll go by what joong san and hwa were saying in their vlive like ages ago

cause apparently yeosang gets all cute

so let's imagine a very clingy sangie

just tugging and snuggling into your arm

mumbling your name too

his cute nose scrunches up whenever you try to move

he whines about how you don’t love him anymore

literally just because you moved to scratch an itch on your neck

“sangie what do you mean i don’t love you anymore of course-”

“you don’t LOVE ME ANYMORE :-(”

near tears because he’s convinced of his point

sigh

“baby why do you think i don’t love you anymore?”

“hm??”

confused blink blink

he’s forgotten what he was even saying

your hand brushing through his hair is just too distracting!!!!

he’s a simple man ok?

( ๑>ᴗ<๑ )

that’s how i imagine he looks

with a flushed face

but still looking like an angel sent from heaven

but yk

don’t forget about his muscles

（ΦωΦ）

atp he’s fed up with you moving around while trying to take care of the other members

so he just tightens his iron grip on your arm

good luck moving a literal koala clinging onto your arm

like hwa’s situation

you’re not moving another inch until he’s satisfied with the amount of love he’s showered you

which

he never will be

◝(๑꒪່౪̮꒪່๑)◜

again very short cause i have nothing to come from ;-(

san

literally the LOUDEST mfer in the bar

you can expect everyone within a twenty meter radius to be staring at the two of you

you just standing there like (ಥ‿ಥ) and he's just like ᕙ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕗ

flexing

he's not doing it on purpose

but like

come on

how can you NOT stare at the gorgeous man that is your boyfriend

gawddamn

what snaps you out of your daze was san suddenly pointing at you

"san what are you doing?"

"youuuuuu... are soooooo... not me"

🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

oh he's so far gone

i don't think even he knows what he's doing

bro's just saying things

he's literally the walking epitome of speaking to speak

the worst, and i mean absolutely WORST case of asian flush ever

every exposed square inch of his skin is bright red

you're like

panicking trying to get him to sit down

cause he's stumbling around into every person in the bar

he's practically knocking them over like bowling pins

then immediately apologising in the cutest way possible

the second he's made it out of the human mosh pit tho

(╥﹏╥)

you're like (ಠ ''ಠ)

"sannie, honey, why are you crying?"

"i don't know"

sniffle

"i just love you soooooo much..."

"thank you i-"

"like SOOOOO much"

"okay thank you baby-"

"i love you like thissssssss much"

he's holding out his hands

and he's stretching them out as far as possible

and before you know it

oop! he's bear hugging you

his cheek is squished against the top of your head as he's mumbling incoherent words

the only thing you can make out tho is

"i love you so much"

you guys are such goals (;-;)

mingi

okay since we’ve never seen drunk minki

i’m going to go by the endoscopy ep

where he was breakdancing

at first he was convincing gaslighting you that he was fine

because fine means stumbling around and not even being able to walk in a straight line

but whatever suits him! :p

no seriously

he could not walk properly for the LIFE of him

he was crashing into strangers and waiters alike here and there

and by crashing

i mean practically throwing himself onto them

but the second he stands back up

he’s back to yelling into their faces that he’s sober

like mingi…

no one believes you

(￢_￢;)

you were following him right on his tail

frantically apologising to everyone he disturbed

and he’s bopping his head

he’s jamming!!!!!! 乁( • ω •乁)

he’s in his own little world

which is so adorable you almost want to cry :-(

but by the time you have to leave

and he’s STILL dancing around

you have to start pulling aggressively on his arm

he won’t go otherwise

he could stay there all night just to prove a point

the point?

that he’s sober

yes he’s still on that topic

because he’s 100% NOT drunk!!!!!!!!!!

“mingi we have to go-”

“BUT BRUNO MARS IS ON”

“MINGI ITS NOT EVEN BRUNO MARS ITS JUSTIN BEIBER”

“…o yea! ヽ(･∀･)ﾉ”

sigh moment from you

“i want bruno mars thoooooo do you fink i can request for bruno marsssss??????”

“no”

“why not!!!!!! ;-(”

“cause we have to go (˘∀˘)/(ㅠ~ㅠ)”

pushing him out of the bar now

he’s a fun person to be around when you’re drunk as well tho

wooyoung

witch cackle amplified by 2611%

it’s so funny tho

he laughs over literally NOTHING

a stranger walking in the bar?

HILARIOUS

someone passing by?

howling on the floor

the toilet door opening?

he’s wiping away tears

hongjoong tripping over a chair in his drunken state?

he’s getting a 10 pack at this rate

to be fair

you also cackled at poor hongjoong pretending like his dignity didn’t just get absolutely annihilated

at the same time

he’s also just fumbling around

he’s not very sober

like

not sober enough to recognise you

“oooooooh you’re soooooooo good looking we should go outttt”

“wooyoung this is the fifth time tonight we’ve been together for over a year”

“say whaaaaaaaaaat???!!!!?!!?!”

starts coddling you after that

he’s so sweet but in a loud way

well

louder than usual

cant stop kissing you (ﾉ´ з `)ノ

no literally

i’m not exaggerating

he will CHASE you around the pub to kiss you if needed

he has done that before (in my head)

“wooyoung people are staring-”

“COME BACK LEMME KISS YOUUUUUUU ε=┌(;･д･)┘”

now

you might be thinking

skits, why would i ever deny kisses from wooyoung????

yeah see

he thinks he’s kissing you

he’s not

he’s biting you

like full on CHOMP CHOMP CHOMPERS

it’s not even cute lil :3 nom noms

ITS LITERALLY FULL ON TEETH RAWRS

so unless you want a chunk of your skin gone

start running! :p

jongho

you really think he's going to be the drunk one?

him??????

bro has not seen a day of being drunk

he could be downing bottles of every kind of alcohol known to mankind

and still be fresh as a daisy

(≖ᴗ≖) ✿

he'd be the one challenging the entire bar into drinking too

he handles his alcohol very well

let's be honest, you're probably the one drunk

he's going to be taking care of you instead

BUT you never told him how he once drunkenly went up to the bar stage

and started shooing off the performers

before flaunting off his vocals

so that was fun

let's say he hypothetically was wasted tho

i'll use the endoscopy ep as an example like mingi

he's just going to be asleep

just

snore mimimimi snore mimimimi

he might wake up like every half hour

and get all confused

but it's so cute :(

like he's just lifting his head up from your lap

◝(´Ｏ｀)◜

probably definitely drooling tho

it's going to be pretty short for him cause he just doesn't get drunk

he's invincible

networks - @kflixnet k-labels kbookshelf neverendingdreams-net straykidsland @k-films

[azaleakoneko]

“Every inch of you…”

Sanji Vinsmoke x Fem|Reader

A/N: Hey Everyone, thanks for voting on the poll and helping me out! This is my first public fanfiction, so hopefully you like it ♡ Feel free to leave feedback in the comments!

Warnings: +18 MDNI, Angst (self inflicted anxiety, feeling inadequate), Comfort/NSFW, Praise, Begging, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Nicknames (My love, Sweetheart, Baby, Pretty girl), Vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, overstimulation, creampie.

Word Count: 3.7k

Tags: @downforsanji @stephisokay

“Oh come on, you still haven’t told him yet..?” Nami asked with an exasperated sigh as she crossed her arms and looked at you with a frown. “Do I have to tell him myself? Or are you going to wait for another Pudding to steal him away again?”

You couldn’t help but glare at the navigator, but deep down you knew she was right. You had been head over heels in love with Sanji ever since you’d joined the Strawhat Crew as the sous-chef, and it was almost painful how obvious it was to everyone on the crew.

Well, almost everyone.

The clueless chef had somehow overlooked your affections all this time, assuming your overt kindness and consideration towards him was nothing more than common courtesy, and you were too afraid of rejection to confess your true feelings to him.

Because of this, things had been uncharacteristically tense between the two of you since his reunion with the crew after the Whole Cake Island incident. He had assumed you were upset with him for turning his back on Luffy and the crew, but truthfully you were nursing a shattered heart from the exact situation Nami was referring to; Pudding.

“That’s not going to happen, Nami.” You practically growled at her as you stopped in your tracks. Just the mention of that girl’s name made your heart clench and made you feel sick to your stomach and she knew that; which is exactly why she said it.

“Oh yeah? You’ll tell him yourself and stop torturing yourself then? I don’t understand why you haven’t just put your big girl panties on and fessed up.” Nami huffed as her hands firmly dug into her hips. She wasn’t about to back down and let you sulk around the Sunny anymore. “This is Sanji we’re talking about. What are you so afraid of, y/n? Just tell him.”

Instead of snapping back with anger you wore a distraught expression on your face, shoulders sagging forward as your gaze fell to the floor. “That's easy for you to say. You're his precious 'Nami Swan'. I'm just the sous-chef, nothing special...”

“Babe, you are waaaay out of his league so I better never hear you say you're 'nothing special' ever again." Nami quipped as she rolled her eyes and grabbed you by the shoulders, giving you a few firm shakes to snap you out of it before she lifted a hand to grasp your chin-forcibly making you look at her. "Go. Tell.

Him. You know what? I'll help you."

“N-Nami..?” You were about to ask what she meant, but before you could protest she was already dragging you down the all too familiar route to the kitchen with a grip that didn’t allow you any squirming room. “Jeez!”

At this point the pair had garnered the attention of a few of the crew mates, but they knew far better than to interrupt Nami when she had that look on her face. Everyone acted like it was business as usual, purposely averting their gaze to avoid getting a chilling gaze from the woman.

“Listen to me. You are going to at least tell him the truth and give him a chance to respond at the very least.” She commanded as she haphazardly burst through the door to the kitchen and shoved you into the organized space. “Hey Sanji, would you be a dear and come over here for a sec? Y/n here has got something she’s been just dying to tell you.”

You looked at Nami with a look of deep rooted betrayal from the ambush, feeling your heart thump painfully in your throat accompanied with a wave of nausea from the anxiety you were experiencing upon realizing her intention with isolating you here.

Nami was too busy ensuring there was no way for you to escape as she inched her way back towards the doorway, reaching for the handle. “This is your chance, y/n. Don’t you dare try to leave now or I’ll start charging you berries for every time you whine about this guy. Got it?” She said as she flashed a playful wink before slipping out and hastily closing the door behind her.

A simple “Good luuuuck!” was the last thing Nami uttered through cupped hands against the kitchen door as you stood there in a state of panic.

You didn’t have long to process your situation however when your favorite sound drifted into your ears making you grip your fingers into your palms firmly in an attempt to quell your racing heart, causing small crescent moons to indent your skin.

“Y/n, is everything alright my love?” Sanji asked cautiously as he approached from the storage room, immediately noticing how tense her stance was.

When he saw you were hesitant to respond, or to even turn around for that matter, he gently urged the conversation forward again. “Why don’t you come sit down and I’ll make you something and then we can talk?”

You heard a few more light steps approaching and then felt a gentle tug on your hand coaxing you to turn around and acknowledge him. You felt a deep ache in your heart from how kind he was still being to you despite you brushing him off and avoiding him for the past few weeks.

Sanji wasn’t too bothered by the silence; at least you weren’t brushing him away like you had been lately. His fingers slipped across your palm as he gripped your hand tighter to seat you at the kitchen island and his brows creased when he felt the little marks in your skin. “Sit here for a moment, alright?”

You nodded and took a seat, gradually lifting your gaze to watch him as he meticulously assembled an assortment of snacks while brewing a pot of tea.

The longer you watched him the harder it was to rationalize why you had been pushing him away when all you truly wanted was to hold him closer.

You hadn’t even realized you had begun to cry, but Sanji did and he promptly abandoned his pursuit of making you snacks to immediately return to your side. Even if you were upset with him, he would never leave a woman in distress in his presence.

“Oh sweetheart... Please talk to me. Are you alright? Be honest.” Sanji urged as he sat beside you and took your hands in his, rubbing his thumbs soothingly over your trembling hands.

Hearing him ask if you were alright only made matters worse and you already felt like you had no right to take comfort in his touch, but you tightened your grip on his hands anyhow. “I’m fine...it’s stupid.” You said in a weak attempt to deflect, but the way your eyes refused to hold eye contact was enough to tip off that lie—not that you really tried.

Sanji’s expression softened as y/n finally started to speak to him again. He freed one of his hands to wipe your tears and give you a reassuring smile that made your heart flutter even in this state of mind. “Darling, nothing that makes you cry is stupid. Whatever it is, let me help you. Please? I want to see that beautiful smile of yours again.”

You reached your hand up and pressed his palm flush against your cheek, nuzzling into its warmth and for a moment forgot what was troubling you, but you knew it couldn’t be avoided forever. “Sanji...” You whispered meekly with your eyes squeezed shut— voice quivering as if it would break like fine china. “Did you love her?” Even asking him hurt, but you had to know for your own peace of mind.

Sanji realized none of her behavior the past few weeks was about Luffy at all, and suddenly everything started to make sense. “Is that what you’ve been worried about, y/n..?” He asked sympathetically, his curly brows knit together in concern. “Hey, look at me gorgeous. I didn’t love her, okay? I Promise. I’m right where I belong.”

With his gentle consoling you couldn’t help but feel terrible for letting something so silly put so much needless tension between the two of you, but you shoo’d those pesky thoughts away and gave in, allowing yourself to look up into those breathtaking blue eyes of his.

“Let me ask you something in return, y/n... Do you love me?” Sanji asked hesitantly, afraid that you would laugh at him for even suggesting it. His luck with women in the past wasn’t exactly much to brag about, but this didn’t feel like those situations at all; you were sitting here vulnerable in front of him. “Please.. be honest with me, y/n.”

At his question the floodgates broke again and you couldn’t help but cry as you nodded, not wanting to hold it in any longer. “I do, I love you Sanji. I love you so much that it hurts to breathe sometimes.. and when I thought I lost you, especially to her—” You began to explain but were cut off almost immediately by the sudden feeling of his warm lips crashing against yours, effecting stopping any train of thought.

Sanji slid his other hand around your waist and pulled you in closer as his lips refused to part from yours; deepening the kiss instead until he felt you finally begin to relax under his touch. “You could never lose me,” he said as he pulled back slightly, lips brushing yours as he spoke again. “I love you too, y/n.”

It felt like the air in your lungs had abandoned you as you looked at him with widened eyes, feeling like you had to be imagining this, but there was no way your imagination could perfectly replicate the smell of his cologne and cigarettes or the feeling of his hands on your body.

“Let me prove it to you, my love.”

───── ⋆⋅ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋅⋆ ─────

“Mm... you’re so beautiful, y/n.” Sanji hummed against your skin as he trailed kisses down your jawline, beginning to nip and suck at the delicate skin of your neck with his teeth and eager tongue, loving the taste of you but enjoying your reactions to him even more. “Mine..”

You couldn’t help but whimper and lean your neck to the side to give him better access as he eagerly attempted to leave marks all over your neck and shoulders.

Everywhere his lips touched felt hot and filled you with a need for more, and before you knew it he was between your thighs, lifting the plush flesh over his shoulders with a hungry gaze. “S-Sanji...” You panted when you felt his lips press against your inner thighs, slowly trailing to where you needed him the most.

“Shh, my love.. let me take care of you.” Sanji vocalized as his breath fanned against you, making your stomach clench in anticipation. “I want you to keep your eyes on me, alright baby? Just relax and watch..”

He pressed a tender kiss against your clit before slowly rolling his tongue between your folds, eliciting a whine from your parted lips as you obeyed, not like you even could rip your gaze away from the sight of him between your thighs; he looked so attractive with his determined expression and flushed cheeks from the intimacy.

“Ngh, Sanji..” You sighed as he latched his mouth on your entrance—his tongue lapping against your heat while he gripped your thighs to keep your from squirming away from him. “T-That feels... r-really good..”

Knowing how easy it was to get you to talk for him now made him smirk against you before he plunged his wet muscle past your entrance, relishing in the taste of your fluttering spongy walls with a self indulgent moan as the tip of his nose nuzzled against your clit to give you some much needed friction, making your body jolt from the pleasure.

“God, you taste divine, my love..” He groaned against you before he dove back in, not caring how messy his face was getting from your slick as he explored your depths with one thing on his mind; making you feel so good that you couldn’t focus on anything but him and how much he loved you. Not Pudding — just you.

Your fingers tangled through the gorgeous gold of his hair and gripped the strands you’d always wished you could run your fingers through as you mewled and ground your hips against his mouth, aiding his tongue in reaching deeper inside of your core. “Fuck, p-please don’t stop Sanji..!” You stuttered out as you felt the heat in your abdomen grow to an almost unbearable degree as you looked down at him with a half lidded gaze, absentmindedly pushing his face into your dripping fluttering cunt.

Sanji loved that you weren’t being shy with your needs any longer because he could barely contain himself as your moans made his erection press almost uncomfortably against the mattress below you. He growled sensually and gripped your thighs tighter, pressing your pussy as close to his face as possible; wanting to make you completely lose yourself to the pleasure he provided as he rutted his hips in tandem with your desperate grinding against him.

“M-My love, I’m gonna..” Your voice came out in a low whine as your back arched beautifully off of his mattress, plush thighs clamping tightly around his head as your juices began to gush from your pussy, “Ngh oh fuck, I’m cumming Sanji..!”

Sanji’s ministrations didn’t relent however, there was no way he was going to waste even a single drop of your well deserved release. He withdrew from your walls to lap at your folds and swirl his tongue against your throbbing clit like a starved man. “Good.. that’s it my pretty girl, let go for me...” He coo’d as he greedily cleaned you.

Helpless whines of his name fell from your lips as he continued to pleasure you through your high, not being able to get enough of the adorably lewd faces you were making as you trembled and jolted from his every slow touch.

“Sanji, baby p-please...” You begged with a high pitched tone as your feet dug into his shoulders, eyes rolling back into your skull from the sensation of his touch gradually sending your body into a state of overstimulation. “I c-can’t take it.”

If this were any other situation he would’ve given in to your pleas and eased off, but he could only feel how badly he wanted.. no, needed you right now. “Mmm... I think you can, sweetheart. One more please, just for me..?” He said as he pressed kisses to your tense thighs, rubbing his hands along the bare flesh tenderly.

Goosebumps erupted along your skin as you watched him, swallowing hard before caving in to his request with a firm nod of consent. There was no way you could deny him - not when you had wanted him like this for so long.

Sanji ran a hand down between your thighs and inhaled shakily with desire as he pressed one and then another of his digits against your heat, slowly sinking inside of your walls to loosen your muscles as his mouth latched onto your engorged clit with soft kitten licks. The way you clenched around his fingers while they scissored and stretched you for him made his neglected cock twitch, but your pleasure was all that he cared about in that moment.

“Haah.. Sanji, can you please kiss me?” You begged with a yearning tone as you tugged gently on his hair to make him look at you. All you wanted in this moment was to feel closer to him - to have his body against yours.

Hearing you ask him so sweetly made his attention snap to you. He pulled away from your pussy with a trail of saliva and slick connecting his mouth to your clit before he started to trail kisses up your stomach and chest, wanting to build the tension again before he had you right where he wanted you; begging for more. “Of course, my love. I’ll do anything for you.” His hands dug into the soft flesh of your breasts and kneaded them with his fingers as his lips finally hovered over yours.

Patience was something you lacked as you draped your arms around his neck and pulled him flush against you to kiss him. You nipped his bottom lip and took the opportunity to roll your tongue into his mouth when he gasped in surprise. He tasted like a mixture of his cigarettes and your slick which, made it even more addicting to kiss him. “I need you, Sanji...” Your leg hooked over his hip to press yourself up against his erection.

That was much sooner than he had expected but he wasn’t about to deny you what you wanted, especially when you looked so cute while you were being this needy for him. “Then you’ll have me, y/n.” He said with a breathtaking smile that reached his eyes as he slipped his hand down to hook your other leg over his hip as well. “Just tell me if things get uncomfortable alright? The last thing I want to do is hurt you, my love.”

“I will, baby.” You mumbled as you nodded eagerly, locking your lips with his again as your bodies pressed together; his throbbing dick now rubbing against your folds and making your breath catch in your throat.

Sanji reached down between the two of you and guided himself to your entrance, slowly pressing into your heat inch by inch with a sensual moan as your gummy walls squeezed his cock. “You’re so tight, my love..” He growled sensually as he bottomed out and began to gradually thrust in and out of you to get you accustomed to him. “You look so pretty taking my cock like this.. My pretty girl.”

You winced a little as you felt your walls stretch to accommodate his girth but the pain was gone almost as quickly as it had surfaced due to his mindful attentive movements; it was clear he was constantly being considerate of your pleasure even with his rapidly crumbling restraint. “Ahn.. Sanji, h-harder please..” Your voice was timid, not yet used to making demands of him in the bedroom.

“What was that, my love? You’ll have to speak up.” He said with a smirk as he kept the same pace, leaning forward to latch his mouth on the delicate skin under your jaw, trailing pretty bruises down to your shoulder that he could admire later. “Use that pretty voice of yours.”

“F-Fuck... Please, please go harder!” You whined as you bucked your hips up against his, pressing his cock deeper inside of you but at nowhere near the roughness that you craved. “Please don’t tease me baby, I need you!”

There it was again - those beautiful magic words that flipped Sanji’s switch and made him want to give you everything you could possibly handle. His grip tightened on your hips as his rhythm picked up, causing lewd slapping and pleasurable panting to fill the silence around them. “Can’t leave my pretty girl unsatisfied now, can I?” He hummed as he watched your eyes roll back from the faster pace. “Tell me, how does it feel my love?”

“S-So good..!” You choked out as his tip repeatedly battered against the entrance to your cervix, a ring of your arousal building up around the base of his shaft. “D-Don’t stop!” You slid your arms around his back, fingers digging into his shoulders and causing thin scratch marks to form down his back as you clawed him.

“Good girl.” Sanji groaned and leaned down to kiss you deeply as he felt the last of his restraint burst into flames. He began to pound himself into you so roughly that your legs were forced apart as you were fucked senseless into the mattress. He knew he was getting close but he couldn’t stop when you felt this heavenly. “God you feel amazing, sweetheart..”

All your fucked out mind could manage to utter was mindlessly babbled praise and cries of his name as his thrusts brought you to the edge once more, your walls fluttering around his cock as your legs locked behind him. “Ah..! M’gonna cum Sanji...”

“I know you are, my love... Cum for me.” Sanji commanded softly as he slowed his pace but continued to roughly slam his hips against yours, chasing his own high as you looked up at him with teary overstimulated eyes. He slipped a hand down to rub his finger gently against your throbbing clit. “You did so well. Such a good job for me, my love..”

Hearing him praise you like that while providing the added stimulation against your sensitive nerves made you cry out again and tremble as the tension within you finally snapped practically making you see stars. You reached a powerful climax, squirting your slick all over his cock and soaking the blanket and mattress beneath you in the process with your cum. “Ngh..! I love you, Sanji.” You whimpered before your exhausted body crumpled back down against the bed.

Sanji wasn’t far behind you, moaning as he felt your pussy milking him, but it was your sweet voice telling him that you loved him that sent him over the edge. “I love you too, y/n.” He panted as he sloppily thrusted into your spent pussy a few more times before pressing his hips firmly against you, dick twitching and spilling his release deep inside.

He then followed suit and collapsed on top of you, taking the utmost care to not crush you with his body weight. “God, I love you so much.” He said as he peppered tender kisses across your cheeks, chin, nose, and then finally pressing an affectionate lingering kiss to your sweet swollen lips. “Every inch of you, my love.”

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[gureumz]

lulong ka na sakin at parang hibang (soul ties)

rating: explicit

member: sunoo

notes: fem!reader, best friend/roommate!sunoo, dom!sunoo, light cnc, spanking, degradation (a lot), praise (a little), unprotected sex

a/n: i know i said i'll make this nasty, but i know i can do even worse than this hashfhs but for now, please accept this <3 title is a lyric roughly translating to "you're addicted to me as if you're crazy" from illest morena's soul ties.

you sigh heavily, letting your hand fall to your side. your breathing's heavy and the remnants of an orgasm slowly fade away as you catch your breath.

you eye the bullet vibrator in your hand, wondering when you were last fucked.

too fucking long ago, that's for sure.

you roll out of bed, a groan escaping your lips as you did so. lately, toys and your own fingers just barely got you across. you missed being fucked senseless, you missed the heated kisses, you missed the fingers buried deep in your cunt.

you knew you had your workload to blame for the lack of action. all the pent-up stress and late nights poring over client briefs were getting to you. you needed a release, an actual release, or else you're going to blow.

you walk out of your bedroom, stretching, enjoying the slight chill in your apartment amidst the hot summer day. dragging your feet the rest of the way, you find yourself in the living room. a movie plays on the tv, the lights dimmed for effect.

you turn to the man perched right in the middle of the sofa, leaning forward as if totally enamored with the scene displayed on the screen.

sunoo can get really serious with his movies.

"move," you mumble, squeezing into the plush loveseat. sunoo moves over, not even sparing you a glance. you make a face at him, wrapping your arms around one of his own, face squished against his bicep.

"it's late," sunoo points out, glancing at you momentarily.

"i know," you retort, yawning. sunoo chuckles, tugging his arm free.

"go to bed, _______. you have work tomorrow," sunoo informs, eyeing you with a slightly worried expression.

"can't sleep," you complain, sighing. "couldn't for the last few days, actually."

sunoo turns his attention away from the movie. "is there something wrong?"

you shrug, but you already know what's been keeping you awake at night.

"well, i can see you've been looking pretty miserable lately," sunoo offers sympathetically, running a hand up and down your back.

you groan, rubbing at your face.

"i just—," you begin, bringing your hands down to look sunoo straight in the eye. "don't laugh, okay?"

sunoo throws his hands up as if to say, 'go ahead'. you take a deep breath, thinking of how to formulate your next sentence.

"i think i'm just sexually frustrated," you admit. sunoo nods slowly.

you suddenly get the urge to avoid eye contact as you realize how blunt that came off. you busy yourself with a loose thread on your pajamas.

"oh," sunoo replies. there's an extended pause and you feel your insides churning in embarrassment.

"understandable," sunoo concludes, patting you on the back. you look back at him, a pained expression on your face.

sunoo laughs, pinching your cheek. for a moment, it hurts a little too much but it quickly subsides. you wonder how it would feel to have someone dig their nails into your skin as they grip your jaw.

you blink, trying to rid yourself of that thought. you huff, leaning back further into the couch.

"it just totally escaped me how long i've gone without fucking someone," you explain, mentally counting back the months since your last sexual encounter.

"how long has it been?" sunoo curiously asks.

"like, six months, give or take."

sunoo whistles lowly before chuckling awkwardly. "that is a long time."

"right?!" you affirm, frowning up at sunoo. "i bet you slept with someone lately."

sunoo laughs in disbelief, looking at you with a mix of surprise and indignation.

"how dare you speculate about my sex life?" sunoo says dramatically, elbowing you lightly in the arm.

"no speculation needed, sunoo," you inform, tilting your head towards him. "i can hear you."

sunoo's mouth falls open, eyes flitting momentarily to his bedroom door right beside yours. he looks back at you with a sheepish grin.

"well, i mean...," sunoo trails off, silently gesturing around with his hands.

"...yes."

you burst out laughing, swatting lightly at sunoo's thigh. you notice how short the shorts he's wearing actually are.

"i feel like i have to fuck someone soon or else i'm gonna explode," you complain, leaning back and staring up at the ceiling.

sunoo doesn't respond, joining you in fidgeting with another loose thread on your bottoms. you squirm, pulling away.

"that tickles," you comment absentmindedly.

"have you tried dating apps? how about that guy that you met at one of your events?" sunoo suggests, fingers now running over the velvety material of your pajamas.

"i don't know...guys on those apps are more often than not unsatisfactory," you point out. "and that guy from the event isn't all that good either."

"i see," sunoo replies. you turn to him and his eyebrows are pulled together as if he's deep in thought. he's still running his hand over your pajamas.

sunoo catches your eye and you stare for a moment. his hand stops dangerously close to your inner thigh.

"do you think you're good in bed?" you ask sunoo. he pulls his hand away, laying it on his chest as if to clutch at invisible pearls.

"why would you ask me that?" sunoo demands, seemingly offended, but his sentence breaks out into a giggle at the end.

"i don't know," you admit. "you have a lot of people over. i'm sure some of them are returning participants."

"wouldn't you like to know?" sunoo teases, sticking his tongue out at you before crossing his arms.

you pause. your eyes linger back down to the exposed skin of sunoo's thighs, smooth and seemingly flawless. you observe his forearms next, muscles taut against his chest, which, to your knowledge, is pretty firmed up. you meet sunoo's eyes and they immediately widen.

"don't say yes," sunoo warns, scooting to the end of the loveseat. he holds his arms out as if to ward you off.

you roll your eyes, turning away from him. "please, why would i want to know?"

"no, because...," sunoo begins. you look back at him curiously. "if you say yes, i'll say yes."

"for real?" you ask in surprise. you eye sunoo cautiously, looking for any indicator that this is a prank. you're positive this must be a prank.

sunoo nods.

"you're my best friend," you reason, still convinced he's pulling your leg.

"yeah," sunoo says with a nonchalant wave of his hand. "i'm helping you out. and, like, we both get something out of it."

"what are you getting out of it?"

sunoo gestures vaguely with his hands. "i get my dick wet?"

"that's weird," you deadpan.

sunoo sighs, reaching over for the remote to pause the movie still playing on the tv. he turns back to you and looks you directly in the eye.

"look, if you don't want to, just say so," sunoo says, raising an eyebrow.

"i—," you start.

you would be lying if you said you haven't thought about it before. someone with a dick and someone with a pussy renting a whole space together? when both are single? and in their early adulthood? the mind tends to wander.

sunoo stands from his seat. "last chance before i go to bed."

you bite your lip, giving sunoo a once-over. you're fully aware of the sounds that come from his room whenever he has someone over. the thought of sunoo doing...things to excite them that much stirs something in you.

"promise this won't make things weird?" you ask, standing up to get closer to sunoo's height. not that it makes much of a difference. he towers over you, either way.

sunoo smirks down at you, shaking his head no. he reaches out to you, rubbing up and down your arms.

"okay," you say, nodding.

"okay," sunoo mimics. he pulls you closer to him, nearly pressing your chests together.

"i'm going to kiss you now," sunoo warns, cradling one side of your face.

you nod, hypnotized by just how pretty he is up close.

"you have to tell me that you're okay with it," sunoo whispers, and you think you hear a hint of condescension in his voice.

"please," you whisper back. "kiss me."

sunoo wastes no time in pressing his lips to yours. you gasp against the kiss, surprised at how intense sunoo starts out. he parts his lips and you mirror the action. the inside of his mouth is warm, your breaths mingling as sunoo roughly pushes you toward the direction of his room.

it's a challenge, walking backward the way you are right now, but sunoo keeps a firm grip on the back of your neck and on your waist, steering you where you need to go. finally, he gets his bedroom door open, practically shoving you inside.

the two of you stumble onto his bed, the wind knocking out of you for a moment as your back hits the mattress. sunoo hovers over you, hoisting you further up his bed as if you weighed nothing at all.

"safeword?" sunoo asks, hands slipping under your shirt. you swallow, thinking about what the two of you could possibly end up doing for it to warrant a safeword.

"p-pajamas," you mutter, feeling sunoo's fingers graze your breasts. sunoo nods, cupping both in his hands.

"can't believe you've been hiding these from me," sunoo comments mischievously, kneading away at your boobs.

you inhale, squirming under sunoo's touch. he squeezes, hard, and you back arches off the bed.

"ngh—!" you gasp, trying to pry sunoo's hands off you.

"what, i thought you wanted this?" sunoo questions innocently. he jams a knee to your core, and you mindlessly start to grind down, wetness instantly pooling between your legs at the friction.

"you're humping my leg like some desperate puppy," sunoo says with a chuckle. "you really must be so frustrated. aren't you, doll?"

you look at sunoo and his whole expression is darkened with lust. he's not the sunoo you cook breakfast with on weekend mornings, he's not the sunoo who counsels you on your numerous failed situationships, and he's definitely not the sunoo that cheerily greets you every time you get home from a long day at work.

this sunoo is set on one thing, and on one thing only: to give you what you asked for.

"please," you whimper. "please, i need it."

"need what?" sunoo asks, pulling away. you grab at him in desperation, wanting the feeling of his firm thigh back against your pussy.

"need you," you say in a hurry. "need you so, so bad."

sunoo grins darkly, eyes raking over your disheveled figure on his bed.

"where do you need me?" sunoo asks again, running his hands up and down your thighs. your legs immediately spread, and sunoo laughs.

"someone's forgotten how to speak, it seems," sunoo observes, two fingers pressing into your core through your clothes. your mouth hangs open in a silent gasp.

"pathetic, needy whore," sunoo says with overflowing venom. you shake your head, tears prickling in your eyes from the words. you feel your throat constrict, and you know you're about to cry.

it's a thrilling feeling.

sunoo makes a disappointed noise. "and a crybaby, too."

sunoo roughly grabs at your shirt, hiking it up over your boobs. "off," he commands.

you wiggle out of the garment as best you can while lying down, tossing it to the floor. sunoo dips down, latching on to one of your nipples. his tongue flicks against it mercilessly. his teeth graze it ever so slightly.

"s-sunoo," you whine. "too much, too much!"

"too much?" sunoo asks, pulling away. "baby, i'll show you what 'too much' is."

sunoo undresses, his half-hard cock in full view. you gape at it, unsure of what you were expecting, but you know for sure that it's mouthwateringly pretty.

sunoo harshly pulls your bottoms and underwear down, practically dragging you off the bed in the process. your heart beats wildly in your chest, still unable to comprehend how a gentle being like sunoo is acting this way with you.

"so wet," sunoo observes, toying with your cunt. he runs a finger lightly through your folds and your hips buck desperately.

"like this, sweetheart?" sunoo says lightly, teasing your clit with just the tip of his finger.

"more," you moan, fingers gripping the sheets beneath you.

sunoo increases the pressure against your clit, unwavering eyes watching your every reaction. you mewl and whine pathetically, wanting him to just give it to you.

"jesus, you really are just so ready to be fucked," sunoo says with a laugh. he plunges two fingers into you without warning and you cry out.

"is this what you want?" sunoo demands, grabbing your face so you could look at him. "want me to fuck you with my fingers and cock?"

you nod vigorously, a strangled moan ripping through you as sunoo's fingers stretch you out. he expertly moves them in and out, angling up to hit that one spongy wall in you. you feel pressure build up in your belly and your eyes roll into the back of your head.

"yes!" you gasp, your whole pelvis moving up to meet his fingers.

sunoo's hand moves down to your neck, pressing you down to the bed. you try to breathe in but it proves difficult, and the subsequent lightheadedness feels like heaven to you.

"you really shouldn't go this long without getting fucked," sunoo says with a shake of his head. "it turns you into a greedy slut."

you cry for real this time, all the sensations assaulting you from all sides. you haven't been fucked this intensely before, and it feels so, so good.

suddenly, without warning, you feel the pressure give way in your abdomen, and you feel a gush in between your legs. sunoo lets go of your neck, caught off guard as well by what you've just done.

sunoo's sheets are drenched and you can see your release coating his arm and part of his chest and abs, too.

"you're killing me here, _______," sunoo smirks, shoving the fingers that were just inside you right into your mouth. you obediently suck, tasting the hint of saltiness of yourself.

"gotta find out what else you're hiding from me," sunoo concludes, pulling you closer to him by your waist.

in a second, he flips you over on your belly, your face shoved down onto the bed. you lay there, splayed out flat, fully in sunoo's mercy.

sunoo grabs you by your hips this time, pulling your ass flush against his front. you lift yourself up on shaky arms, your first orgasm rendering your limbs jelly-like.

a loud smack resounds inside the room, followed by a sting on your ass cheek. you lurch forward, caught by surprise.

another spank rains down on you, and another, and then another. you lose count after five as your mind hazes over.

"please," you beg, tears spilling once again from your eyes. "no more, no more, no more!"

sunoo leans down so his lips are right next to your ear. "no more? do you want me to stop, angel?"

you shudder as sunoo's breath tickles your ear. you merely sob in response, the throbbing in your pussy the only thing you can focus on at the moment.

sunoo tenderly kisses your temple. "one last."

sunoo delivers his hardest spank yet, and you wail, burying your face into his pillows. you nearly lose all coherent thought, the only thing on your mind being the need for sunoo to fuck you brainless.

you collapse on the bed entirely, body shaking. whether from anticipation, pain, or exhaustion, you can't seem to figure out.

you're flipped back over onto your back and you see sunoo leaning over before kissing you sweetly. he rubs at your sore backside, trailing kisses down the side of your face.

"good girl," sunoo mumbles against your skin. he pulls away just enough to gaze at your tear-streaked face.

"you okay? do you need a break?" sunoo asks, expression back to the one you're most familiar with, the one that belongs to the person you swear could never do the things he just did.

you shake your head, still feeling the ache in your core.

"please sunoo," you implore. "need you inside. need you to fuck me."

sunoo's eyes darken again as he nods, pulling himself upright. he yanks your legs apart, observing your glistening pussy. he brings his hand down to it, a wet smack echoing throughout the room.

you let out a garbled noise, your whole body jerking in response. sunoo repeats this a few times.

"gonna let me fuck this pretty pussy?" sunoo interrogates, looking at you expectantly.

"yes! yes, please, fuck me!" you say, voice strained.

sunoo pulls you closer to him, smashing your lips together in a messy kiss. you eagerly kiss back, clinging to him as if he might disappear at any moment. sunoo angles his hips and slides inside you in one swift motion.

you groan at the sudden fullness, feeling sunoo deep inside you. he fucks you harshly, pushing you down on the bed and into a mating press. you watch sunoo's face scrunched up with concentration, sweat dripping down his chiseled features.

"fuck, you feel so good," sunoo grunts. "gonna fuck this pussy every day."

you clench down at those words. "please, need you like this every day."

sunoo moans, head thrown back as he continues to fuck into you with abandon. you're overwhelmed yourself, your walls stretching and stimulated from the drag of sunoo's dick in and out of you.

"sunoo!" you cry out, mind blanking with nothing else but your best friend filling your brain. "sunoo, sunoo, fuck yes, sunoo!"

"yeah, let the neighbors hear," sunoo taunts, this time, striking you across the face. your vision blurs for a moment, more shocked than hurt.

"you want them to hear, don't you?" sunoo goes again, slapping you from the other side of your face. you don't even know what you say in response, but you assume it pleases sunoo to hear because he adjusts his angle with a groan and fucks into you even faster.

"dirty whore," sunoo says through gritted teeth. "making your best friend fuck you just because you haven't had dick in months."

you let out a string of curses, the overwhelming pressure building up again inside you. you're positive that this one will be even bigger than the first.

your orgasm seizes your entire body, your limbs tensing up as you're overtaken by pleasure. sunoo moans out your name, sheathing himself fully inside you as he cums, shooting his load deep within your walls. you make a mess all over yourselves again, your juices seeping out and dribbling onto the bed.

sunoo catches himself before he tumbles over, pulling out abruptly. you whimper, the sudden ache of emptiness surprising you. sunoo sits up, watching you intently. you lay there, a gasping, crying mess.

"sshh," sunoo soothes, pulling you into his arms and cradling you to his chest.

"you did so well," sunoo compliments, kissing you on the forehead. you take big gulps of air as you steady your breath, blinking away the remainder of your tears.

"that was amazing, sun," you mumble, words slurring around the edges as exhaustion catches up to you.

"thank you, baby," sunoo says, smiling down at you. "so were you."

you grin sleepily, laying your head on sunoo's chest.

"don't sleep yet, dumbass," sunoo says, laughing. "we made a mess, so we gotta shower."

you whine in protest, curling further into sunoo. your best friend sighs, carefully sliding off the bed, grunting as he scoops you into his arms.

"come on," sunoo begins chirpily. "i'll clean you up."

"thank you," you respond, kissing sunoo's neck. "love you."

sunoo giggles, attacking you with multiple kisses to the face.

"love you, too."

[elysianeclipxe]

these nights with you | enhypen heeseung

warnings: little teasing, mention of wanting to pass out, use of the word 'killing', !!!!basketball heeseung!!!!

genre/au: fluff fluff fluff, bf!heeseung

word count: 1.3k

summary: if you had to pick a favourite thing to do with heeseung, it would definitely be late night walks. the only way to describe it would be simple, sweet, and super soft. late night walks with him were just.. different.

sidenote: this really just popped into my head and then i felt the need to write it. it pretty cute to read/write tbh. also this is to let basketball heeseung live rent free in yalls head, cuz sharing is caring mwahh

nets: @hyfenet

You didn't know why, but late night walks with Heeseung always hit differently. It started as a one time thing when the both of you couldn't fall asleep that day but it slowly became a regular thing afterwards.

The feeling of being together in such an empty and quiet area with one of his jackets around you to keep you warm from the cold night's air. Both of you trying to adjust to the other's speed so they wouldn't be left behind while walking, hands constantly bumping against each other until you take his hand into yours, fingers interlocked and a smile on your face.

It was just the two of you, only you two would share this memory for the rest of your lives. Moments like this really felt so intimate and sweet.

You love that whenever you felt tired that he would try to spot the closest resting area and give you a piggyback ride all the way to it. "Just a quick five minutes," you both say, fully knowing that those five minutes will quickly turn into an hour just watching the sky and admiring the moon. Spotting star after star and acting like smartasses about constellation facts. It always gets you to relax and forget about all your worries.

Then there are days like today, where you would come across the nearby basketball court that was dimly lit up with these really low quality lights. Heeseung's body would freeze all of a sudden and you just immediately knew. "I know you too well, Hee. Go! I'll watch you play." You lightly push him towards the court and he turns to give your cheek a big kiss before pulling you along with him.

He rushes over to get the ball and practises his dribbles for the next few minutes. Times like this you remember just how cool your boyfriend is, casually looking like some campus heartthrob in your eyes. It was fun to watch him play especially since he was so good at the sport, in competitive or chill situations. With that information in your mind you used it to your advantage.

You wave at Heeseung, signalling to him to come over for a sec. "Sungie, do you wanna play a game?" You ask him filled with hope that he would agree.

"But baby, I'm just about to shoot some hoops? I can do it later though if you really want to play the game now."

He was being so thoughtful again. You shake your head and decide to elaborate more. "What I mean is play a game of basketball. Kind of like a challenge. For every ball you shoot into the hoop, you'll get one kiss. Of course you can request where I get to kiss you." His eyes light up at your suggestion and he smiles with glee. "But.. once you miss the basket then the kisses will end at that number. Plus, my job is going to be stopping you from scoring, defence!! So do you accept the challenge?"

He nods, "I would be crazy not to accept it, sweetheart. Let's see how many kisses I can get from you then!" He turns to face the basket before turning back and pressing a kiss onto your lips, cheekily running away to get started.

"HEY UNFAIR!! WE DIDN'T EVEN START YET, THAT'S A FOUL!!!"

"IT'S CALLED A GOOD LUCK KISS BABY!!" He looks back at you and chuckles when he sees you pout with your arms crossed. With that sight in mind, he only hopes that he can shoot as many baskets as possible so he can kiss those pretty lips of yours as many times as he can. "Come on, it's game time! I'm not gonna go easy on you since I have a goal in mind!"

He was bluffing. At least that's what you thought, however, it was far from a bluff. What you thought would be an easy game of basketball with your boyfriend very quickly turned into a competitive match in his eyes. The man before you did not stop to rest and has been scoring point after point for the last 15 or so minutes.

Ughhh my body is killing me!! I can't run anymore or else I might actually pass out. If I wasn't having such a hard time I would be enjoying my view A LOT MORE

Your thoughts were loud in your head but you still couldn't lie to yourself, since the view truly was gorgeous. Heeseung was panting with beads of sweat rolling down from his forehead to his neck. He fanned himself with his hand, hoodie sleeves now rolled up to his elbows which perfectly showcased off part of his arms. "My boyfriend is so hot." You mumbled, fanning yourself since you felt quite flushed and out of breath, either from running or from looking at him.

Besides that view, you knew you couldn't take it longer. The game had gone on for a while and Heeseung still looked far from tired. This had gone on for long enough and for the sake of both of your energy, he had to be stopped. So what did you do? You waited for the perfect moment. Right as he was about to shoot, you pushed him causing the ball to hit the rim and fall the opposite way.

"YES!! THAT'S GAME OVER. NO MORE POINTS AND NO MORE RUNNING!" You cheer and jump in happiness tiredly. You look at him and oh no, his face is in pure disbelief. You better run. "I'M SORRY!!!!"

"COME HERE YOU MENACE!" You both continue to run around the court until he catches you just as you slowed down for a split second. He wraps his arms around your waist, lifts you up, and spins the two of you around, laughter escaping the both of you. "Gotcha! Now you better have a good reason as to why you pushed me. I was doing so well scoring my points for kisses too."

He puts you down and immediately pouts. Just as he's about to complain some more you suddenly attack him with a kiss on the lips. Then one on each cheek, his nose, his forehead, and a bunch on his jaw. It got to the point where you just cradled his face in your hands while pressing kisses all over his face.

You pull back and admire him, eyes closed with a big grin on his face, cheeks a little flushed, and lights shining on his skin just right. He was beautiful. Natural and free from any worries. In your eyes, he could rival the beauty of every single thing and person in the world. "Is that enough kisses for you?"

He shakes his head before replying in a soft tone, "a few more since you were mean and made me miss my shot." You laugh at his reasoning and press a few more kisses on his skin.

Right as you pull back he opens his eyes and places his fingers under your chin, guiding you before he presses his lips against yours. You both close your eyes and sigh in content into the kiss. Your lips against his felt so right, absolutely perfect. It was only you and him under the moon and the stars. You smile into the kiss when you feel him pull you in to kiss you deeper. He lightly bites your lips and pulls away.

"Are you happy now?" You ask, trying to catch your breath.

"Very happy!" He cheekily smiles before taking your hand into his. "Come on, let's go back home. You're probably tired." As if on cue, a yawn escapes your mouth and you nod.

You both walk home with tired smiles and occasional kisses here and there. It had been a long day for the both of you, but still, you would do it again. Because late night walks with Heeseung really were the best.

Seeing basketball heeseung pushed me to write this okay!! Comments, likes, and reblogs are appreciated!!

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[luveline]

eddie blurb? you wake up sad and sweaty from a nightmare and he isnt there (he’s legit just outside smokin but the reader is scared as shit and whatnot) feel free to ignore this lol

im obsessed with soft comforting eddie ty for requesting!

1k words gn!reader tw nightmares about dying/death

The seconds that it takes you to realise where you are are almost as scary as the nightmare itself, though by the time you come around you have no clue what the nightmare was, the only evidence of its happening is a layer of clammy sweat on your skin, your racing heart, and the twin streams of tears down the sides of your face. 

What was the nightmare about? You try to remember. Hurting, a loss, grief. Somebody had been missing. Somebody… but who? Pale skin, dark brown eyes, a pretty nose. A mouth shaped by kisses. 

Eddie. Eddie had been missing. You can't remember the details and you aren't sure you want to, but you think that the nightmare had been about losing Eddie. 

And… where is he? 

You feel his side of the bed and find it cold. The window of his bedroom is closed to stave off the growing winter chill and the layer of blankets over you is thick. Your boyfriend usually acts as a space heater. The cold sheets can't be a good sign. 

He must be gone. 

You bite your lip hard by accident and jolt, pushing the suffocating layer of blankets off of your sweaty body and staggering onto dead legs, dizzy and disoriented. Your shirt and pajama trousers are damp with moisture. 

You almost trip over discarded clothes – yours and his – on your way to the door, creeping cautiously past Eddie's Uncle Wayne sleeping on the sofa bed and through the dark living room. The trailer home doesn't retain much heat and the floor is freezing even through your socks. 

You see what you hope to see. The door cracked open. Still, the nightmare plays on your mind. He'd been missing, something had happened to him. You'd woken up just as something was going to happen to you, you realise. Suddenly the dark is terrifying. You rush the last few feet to the porch and push it open, and there Eddie is in his pajamas, a cigarette hanging between his lips, his notebook in hand. 

He quickly sets the notebook aside when he sees you and takes a drag of his cigarette before pulling it away. Smoke streams between his fingers. "Hey, shortcake," he says quietly, flicking ash into the ashtray by his thigh. "I'm coming back in. Two seconds." 

You don't have time to speak as you drop to your knees and wrap your arms around him. 

He flinches. "Uh tu tu, babe! I'll burn you." 

"Eddie," you say tearfully. "I was so scared."

You don't mean to admit the last part, but it's true. You'd never felt a dread that pervasive in your life. Even now it sticks around, your limbs lead with its weight. 

"What?" he asks, horrified. 

You sniffle and dig your head into his chest as he wraps one of his arms around you, the soft material of a zip up hoodie he'd thrown on pressed to your clammy clothes. 

"You were scared? What happened?" 

You can't say it out loud. You need a minute. 

Eddie waits patiently. You listen as he blows smoke out of the corner of his mouth and snuffs out the cigarette butt, his second arm coming to wrap around you. You've basically collapsed into his arms, your face slipping down so that it's almost at his stomach. 

"Sweetheart?" he asks. 

"I had a bad dream," you admit, embarrassed but so relieved, soaking in his warmth as the cold air threatens to freeze you on the spot like two human icicles. 

He pets your shoulders. "Yeah? What happened." 

"You were gone." Your voice cracks. "I can't remember the rest." 

"Hey. It's okay," he murmurs. 

"Sorry, I know it's stupid." 

Eddie tsks and needles his arms under yours to drag you up the length of his chest, pulling you close. Your face locks into place over his trap muscle like a jigsaw piece, like it has a hundred times before. 

"It's not stupid." 

You wiggle your face into his neck, needing to be closer than close. 

"Sorry I wasn't there when you woke up," he says. 

"It's okay," you whisper. 

Eddie starts to sway you gently from one side to the other, hands working roughly up and down your back in an attempt to warm you up. It works. His hands feel like brands in the cold. 

You hide your own hands in the soft mess of his dark curls, pulling a handful to your face to breathe in. He smells like he usually smells, the sweet, heavy smell of a bruised apple. The heady hints of cologne from the day before. The cloying whispers of cigarette smoke. 

"We should go inside. It's cold out here," Eddie says.

"I'm so glad you're okay." 

He takes your neck into his hands and guides you back, sliding his palms slowly upwards. Heat seeps into your jaw, your cheeks. 

He meets your gaze. "Of course I'm okay. It was just a dream. Just a dream, baby. We're both okay." 

You stare at his chin, sheepish. "I know. It felt… it felt so real. I woke up and you felt gone. I can't explain it." 

"I can imagine it." 

"Yeah?" you ask, bringing your eyes up back to his. He's a mixture of concerned and empathetic. A hint of sadness. 

"Yeah, I think so. I don't ever want to know how it would feel to lose you." 

You sniffle and he clocks your teary eyes. He pinches your wet nose between his fingers gently, then drags the tip of his index finger under your heavy lashes. 

"Let's go back to bed," he says firmly. 

You nod and let him lead you into the trailer, through the cold living room and back to the sanctuary of his bed. He doesn't complain when you climb on top of him though it can't be comfortable, your thighs between his and your arms wrapped around his neck.

In fact, he smiles. "I like how you feel on top of me. Your weight." 

You smile back shyly. "Push me off if I get too heavy." 

"Never," he whispers through his grin. 

[thatztyv]

Skin

Description:

~ Baby y’all already know the deal… they is fucking 😭😭

Word Count:

~ 1.4k

Ki'Asia Moore

(kie- a-she-uh  more)

"Baby you still editing?", Ki'Asia asked as she walked in Urban's living room.

"Yeah I got a few more pics left", he said looking up from his laptop before raising a brow at her.

He admired her as she walked over to him. All she had on was a black bra and panty set.

"I could've had company in here baby”, he said as he closed his laptop and set it aside.

"Well luckily you don't", she hummed as she walked over and sat on his lap, laying her back against his chest.

He instinctively wrapped his arm around her waist.

"So what are we doing tonight?", she asked as he started rubbing her stomach absentmindedly.

"Chilling. Unless you got something else planned”, he said before shifting to let her sit in the middle of his lap.

He started kissing her shoulder up to her neck and behind her ear.

"You know it's been a while since we..", Urban started as he played with the strap of her bra.

Ki'Asia smiled to herself before biting her lip, she could feel him getting hard under her.

"Imma let you get back to work", she said before standing up and his hands moved to her hips.

He pressed his tongue against his top lip as he looked at her body with loving eyes.

"You heard me?", she asked after she turned around to face him.

He looked up and into her eyes. "Hm?"

"Imma let you get back to work", she said and cupped his face.

"Let me eat your pussy."

"You should finish working first", she teased.

"I'll finish later", he said and pulled her to stand between his legs. "You look good."

He caressed her sides.

“Let me lick it one time. And a kiss…and another lick”, he said and licked his lips as he scanned over her body again.

She put her hand under his chin and lifted his head. She didn’t say anything and just looked at him with a smirk.

.☆.

He maintained eye contact with her as he grasped the waist band of her underwear, pulling them down and off.

He spread her legs, kissing along her inner thighs. She enjoyed the feeling of his lips on her, so soft and gentle.

He ran his tongue between her folds before sucking on her clit for a split second.

"So wet", he hummed and looked up at her.

He brought his face closer to her pussy and started sucking on her clit.

He teasingly pulled away and blew on her clit, making her let out a soft moan.

He grazed his thumb through her soaked folds, applying pressure to her clit and her hips involuntarily buckled up into his hand.

He reached his hand up and slipped his middle and ring finger into her mouth, coating them with her saliva.

He took his fingers out her mouth before he rubbed gently at her opening getting a feel of how aroused she was. He let out a satisfied sigh as he gradually inserted his fingers into her, curling them once they were fully inside.

He rested his free hand on her pubic area allowing him to place his thumb on her clit and rub circles on it. He pumped his fingers in and out of her continuously.

"That feel good baby?", he asked lowly as she sat up.

Before she could respond, he sucked on her clit harshly. "Ur-", she moaned out as her breath got hitched in her throat.

He chuckled as he pulled back.

"So good", she said as she started feeling dizzy, growing closer to here release.

"Mmm you're so pretty", he said before biting his lip.

He was so infatuated with the way she reacted to his touch. He loved that he could make her feel good with just his mouth and fingers.

She gripped his wrist, trying to make him stop but he kept going.

"Wait-", she whined as she closed her eyes, throwing her head back.

She panted heavily and moaned out loud.

"You cumming for me pretty girl", he teased.

"Baby", she moaned as she realeased.

Urban smiled before removing his fingers and bringing his head back down to her pussy. Her hips bucked from him sucking on her sensitive clit.

"Fuck", she moaned with her mouth agape and looked down at him.

She put her hands in his hair, lightly pulling it.

He kissed her inner thighs and wet folds, and teased her entrance with his tongue. He swirled his tongue around her clit before sucking on it.

She softly moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair.

He hummed in delight as he swallowed her cum.

He brought his head up and looked at her with lustful eyes while licking his bottom lip.

.☆.

He laid down on the couch before she straddled him, her back turned to him.

His hands automatically went to hold her hips.

"Just ease down", he whispered as she lined herself up with his dick.

She bit her lip as she sunk down, feeling him stretch her out.

"Mmm", she hummed in pleasure as she leaned forward, holding onto his legs.

She moved her hips up and down at a steady pace.

He groaned before lightly slapping her butt.

She moaned as she continued moving up and down on him.

"Go slow, tease me baby", he said softly as he gripped her hips.

She slowed down and rocked her hips back and forth on him. The sensation was intoxicatingly erotic, and the friction of him sliding inside her drove her crazy.

"Mmhm", he hummed.

He firmly gripped her ass as he closed his eyes momentarily, overwhelmed by the feeling of her warm pussy.

"Fuck that's perfect."

He groaned as he started to thrust upwards into her, filling her completely with his dick.

All she could do was moan. She loved the way he made her feel. How he made her desperate for his touch all over her body.

She rolled her hips a few times before he decided to change the position.

"Mm I wanna see that pretty face", he said before making her hop off.

He got up from the couch, letting her lay down. He moved onto the couch and got between her legs.

He put his hands on her thighs and pulled her to him.

He grasped his dick, sliding it up and down her folds, teasing her clit with his tip.

"Put it in", she said while looking at him with lust filled eyes.

He chuckled before lining his tip up with her entrance. "So eager."

"Yes", she hummed quietly as he slide in.

"So warm", he hummed as he stayed still for a few seconds.

She moaned as he slowly started to move his hips, making sure to keep his thrusts slow and deep.

"That feel good baby?", he said as he grabbed her hand and brought it to his face.

She nodded her head yes as she closed her eyes.

He kissed her hand and along her arm before letting her hand go.

"Fuck, Asia you feel so good", he groaned as his breathing grew heavy.

Ki'Asia whined before covering her mouth to muffle her moans.

"Nuh uh. Let me hear you baby", Urban chuckled before reaching and moving her hand.

She opened her eyes and looked down at where they were connected.

“Oh my- Urban. Wait a second baby”, she moaned out her breath. “Stop for a second baby. It’s too much-”

She whined as she started to feel a knot in her stomach.

"I'm not going that fast though baby", he chuckled.

"But it's deep- oh god. I'm about to cum", she moaned as her eyes rolled.

“Let go then baby”, he said and reached down to rub her clit.

She released on him as she let out a loud moan.

“Mm it feels good doesn’t it”, he teased as he stopped rubbing her clit.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, pushing him in some more.

He groaned as he started to cum inside her. “Fuck I’m cuming baby.”

He moaned out as he filled her with his cum.

They locked eyes as she pulled him closer and kissed him deeply.

She could feel his cum leaking from her as he pulled out.

She closed her eyes as he scooted down to her thighs and kissed up her body before pecking her lips.

"I love you", he said softly as she opened her eyes then pecked her lips again.

"I love you too."

.★.

Probably the best smut y'all gone get out of me for a while 😭...

[unformula1]

sun and earth (LS2 x reader)

sun and earth (LS2 x reader)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ synopsis: you love him. he can’t love you back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ pairing: logan sargeant x reader w/c: 1077 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ a/n: kinda poorly written but i hope it still makes you cry!! i'll edit it soon. sorry for lack of fics, i've been sick (very). masterlist(read more) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You love Logan. You definitely do.

“You’re such a dickhead.” Logan says as he punches your shoulder gently, but hard enough to cause you to stumble.

“I’ve got a very strong point there!” You regain your balance and punch him back.

“I do not… look like a cat.” He says, his smile growing as he does so.

“You’re literally doing it right now.” 

“I am not.”

“You definitely are. Look at yourself.” You shift to the side so Logan can see himself through the glass panel.

“Okay… well I don’t see it.” Logan crosses his arms, making his chest bulge in a way you would never get over.

“Well…” You stutter slightly, keeping your eye on his chest.

“Well?” He questions, causing you to snap out of your staring.

“I’ll put them side by side, then maybe you’ll see!” You quickly regain your composure.

He scoffs and ruffles your hair which sends a weird chill down your spine, you shiver slightly.

“You know, I think you’re like… the sun in my life.” Logan stuffed his hands into his pockets as he says.

“What a weird analogy.” You comment, scoffing as you do so.

“Shut up. I’m trying to compliment you.” He says, rolling his eyes and punching you on the shoulder.

“Fine. If I’m the sun,” You drag the last word, “Then you are the Earth!”

He raises an eyebrow and gives you a blank stare that screams ‘I don’t know what you just said’.

“You’re pretty, and gorgeous, or something like that.” You say, trying to sound as nonchalant as you can.

“Aw…” He drags the aw and scrunches up his face.

It’s adorable, you’ve never seen anything like it and you don’t think you will. Logan makes your heart flutter in ways you never knew could ever happen. Before him it was always you in charge, but somehow, someway, Logan changed everything.

All of a sudden you were killing to get him to look in your direction and nothing meant more than him smiling at you. You knew you liked him but did he like you back? You didn’t know and you weren’t willing to take any chances.

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“Hello?” Logan’s voice comes from across the phone when he finally picks up your call.

“Hi.” You say back, loud music blasting in the background.

“What’s up?” He asks you, concern rising in his voice.

“I need… uhm… a ride back home.” You reply.

“Send me your location, I’ll be there in 10.” He says.

“Thanks Logs.” You say as you hang up and send over your live location. 

You clutch your phone tightly as you wait outside the door. The party had gotten hectic and chaotic within minutes and you don’t think you have the energy to deal with all of that.

Leaning against the wall, you wait patiently for Logan to come over. 

It takes him about 20 minutes to get here, which felt like forever, but when he pulls up, you waste no time before getting in the car and slamming the door shut. You take a huge sigh of relief as you lean back into the chair.

“Jeez, was it that bad?” He says, driving off.

“Horrible I say.” You sigh loudly as you buckle your seatbelt, “Thanks… for coming to get me.”

“No problem. Sorry I was a little late.”

“Don’t worry, you were- like the 50th person I called.” You admit, leaning back further into the comfort of the chair.

“Really?” He says with a tint of confusion.

“Yea, no one else was free.”

“Damn… glad I could help you out.”

“You’re an amazing friend. Sometimes you feel like my boyfriend.”

What.

What did you just say?

The words that escaped your mouth finally process and your eyes widen as you pray hard Logan doesn’t react too much about the words. 

“What?” He says with a chuckle.

“Nothing.”

“Boyfriend?” He teases, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

It’s hot, unbearably so, but you push the blush that wants to surface back down. You take a deep breath and try to quickly diffuse the situation.

“Yea, because you’re- like really close and really protective and all that,” You start rambling, “Not because of- like, romantic or anything, you know?” 

“Mhm…” He says, clearly suspicious.

The next few minutes are awkward, the tension could be sliced with a knife.

“Do you… want me to be anything more than a friend?” Logan breaks the silence.

You shuffle your feet and fiddle with your seatbelt. You know your answer, and you’re pretty sure he does too.

You clear your throat.

“Right…” Logan responds, turning the corner, getting onto the street your apartment was on.

“You know…I have to make quite a lot of sacrifices to be where I am and to maintain that.” He starts.

“Yes, of course, and I don’t want to get in the way of that.” You desperately hope this doesn’t go south.

“And you know how it’s sometimes really hard to make those sacrifices.” He continues.

It’s starting to become draggy.

“Well, I hope you understand, that you and I being friends… is going to have to be one of those. Those hard sacrifices.” Logan says, his tone growing solemn.

“Right… you can’t exactly… be something with me because of… things.” You reply, shuffling your feet more.

“I love you.” Logan says as he pulls up to your apartment.

“But sometimes, I can’t love the people I want to.”

You nod, the tears fighting their way out, streaming down your cheek. You look down, hiding the tears from Logan as he stops to let you exit the car.

“I’m sorry…” Logan says. He doesn’t strike any eye contact and his face is gloomy. He hates that he has to do this and you know that.

“It’s…” You say between the sobs, “Yea no, It’s fine.” 

You don’t make any eye contact as you exit the car. The tears become real and you try your best to wipe them away as you walk into your apartment. Once you’re in the safety of your house you break down. Falling to your knees, you drop everything else and just cry.

It hurts you knowing you could never have Logan.

The Sun and the Earth. The Earth needs the sun for its life, but if it gets too close, it burns; so whether they like it or not, they’ll remain the same distance apart for their entire lives, never being too close to each other.