#he makes me love my sensitivity... ❤️‍🩹

[growingwithem]

˗ˏˋʚ 𝑬𝒖𝒏𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒌 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒑𝟕 ɞˎˊ˗

-when he allows himself to cry and expresses his emotions ♡

[fooled-around-and-fell]

do you write for jjk men? if yes, can i please request some suguru geto hurt/comfort? any plot, i just need my heart broken and mended back together

thank you! 🌸

i do! i hope you like this and i hope you're okay ❤️‍🩹

your best.

summary: suguru says some hurtful things after a failed mission. genre: angst to fluff pairing: suguru geto x female reader warnings: cursing

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gojo told you that suguru had gotten hurt during their mission. as one of their healers and as suguru's girlfriend, of course you worry when you can't find suguru in your office, ready to receive some of your lecture because he's not careful enough and some love because you're glad he's okay.

"suguru," you knock and open his door slowly.

his room is dark, only his bedside lamp is on while he's sitting on the floor, head resting on the bed. you can tell he's been hurt; the blood on his shirt, the cut on his cheek, bruises about to form...

you quietly sit next to him, inching closer to use your technique to heal his wounds. he slowly sighs, opening his eyes and holding your hand to stop you.

"i failed."

"sugu-"

"he got away, i couldn't stop him." he continues, "i should've been faster, should've- fuck."

you place your other hand on his wounded arm and begin your technique. "you did everything you could."

"you don't understand..."

"...but i know you gave it your best shot. you always do."

"what do you know? you can't even fight." that one comment hurts because it's true, but hurts regardless. suguru knows he probably hurt your feelings, but he's too angry to say anything else. what if he says something worse?

with a quiet sigh, you finish patching him up and leave a kiss on his forehead. "goodnight."

and it burns on his skin.

"you can't even fight"

it's true, you can't -- not well, at least. you're a healer, so your studies in Jujutsu High are focused on medicine alongside shoko. now that you think about it, compared to everyone else, you're probably the weakest.

shoko's also a healer, but you're not at her level. yes, there are some things you specialize in that shoko can't do, but shoko has more of those - she can do more than you, she's better than you, she's-

"hey."

your head snaps up to see suguru standing in front of your door as you open it. you take the yakult he offers and stab the straw in.

"about last night.. i'm sorry. i didn't mean it."

suguru's worried when you don't say anything, not even taking a sip of your drink. he knows it's a sensitive topic, so his comment last night was truly a low-blow.

"'s okay." you shrug, but the sadness in your eyes tells him otherwise. "how are your wounds?"

"all healed, thanks to you." he tries to smile, but ends up being awkward because you only hum in response. "can i come in?"

you step aside so he can come inside, and you sit on the bed, suguru following you shortly. you've fought before, but not like this. this doesn't even seem like a fight. suguru's wary of his actions and words while it feels like you're constantly dozing off. it's too quiet.

"talk to me." suguru says, "please."

you sigh, "it's fine, suguru, really-"

"no, it's not." he insists, "what i said was wrong-"

"is it, though?" you frown, looking at your hands. "you're right, i can't fight. i can't even throw a punch."

"and that's fine, you're a healer-"

"..not a good one." you mutter under your breath, but suguru catches it.

suguru makes you look at him, hands on both sides of your face. "hey. no one else can heal me like you do. you think shoko can heal my wounds and leave butterflies? no, only you can do that."

you punch him playfully. "...she better not."

"see? you're throwing punches already." suguru jokes, a warm smile on his face. "hey," he traces his thumb over your cheek, "we always give our best, right?"

you give him a small smile. "right."

"good." he says, smushing your cheeks together and kissing you. "now let's skip class and cuddle, i need more of your healing."

"mmp-" you muffle out when suguru suddenly pulls you into his arms to lay on the bed. "i thought you're all healed?"

"yes but you didn't stay with me last night- entirely my fault, but i still missed you." he says. "plus you haven't lectured me yet."

chuckling, you pull him closer to you, inhaling his scent. "idiot."

"i'm glad you're okay."

[brittscafe]

this would be very random request but okay- (feel free to delete if you're not comfortable with it and it's lengthy so my apologies 😵‍💫)

How would Shunsui, Shinji, Kensei, (grown up) Toshiro, (young and captain of 10th division) Isshin and Gin would react to f!chubby!reader with big chest who is like 3th seat in their division for some time now and who was incredibly shy, easily flustered, a bit sensitive and introverted (a lot i know, im sorry 😭) at first but slowly become more comfortable with them, more relaxed and less anxious and stiff with everything and everyone, more joking around (reader have dark and silly humor too) and surprisingly more touchy but not in a sexual way, just like-occasional hug, kiss on a cheek, upper front body pressed against his back while she explains something to him, hand brushing with her captain even a massage to relax them when it's he's stressed when they don't have a job to do or paperwork to finish.

to the request finally (😭), what if reader makes tempting, unexpected offer; like they have some work to do (say paperwork or some not so important thing to do-cleaning or something like that) or something more personal like she have to have a dinner with her brother and mother and she lied she have a boyfriend so she just say.

"I need your help ! I'll do anything in return!! I'II write every one of your reports! I’ll even cook for you! I'II even suck your d-"

and she immediately slaps her mouth shut, shocked by her own words, room was pure silence, and of course just breathed of both of them is heard. (let’s say it’s already very late in their shared office, so they are free to do anything)

Make it just humor and suggestive or make it more, if possible make it in form of headcanons! Thank you for your time! Sending lots of love and hugs! ❤️‍🩹

omgggg haha I love this! Much loveeeee 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Shunsui: You walk into your captain's office and his soft, husky eyes flicker up to yours.

"Hey, I've got some paperwork for you," Shunsui chimes out, a smile on his face and holding out a stack of paperwork. Your eyes widen and you let out a heavy sigh.

Shunsui cocks an eyebrow at your heavy sigh. "I have plans, captain Kyoraku," you explain and he chuckles slightly.

"I understand that, but just do these and then you may leave," Shunsui explains with a calm voice and you walk up to him, swiping the papers from his hand.

Your eyes rake over the papers and you chew on your bottom lip. You will never get these done in time for dinner.

"Will you help me with them, please?" you pout and Shunsui runs his tongue over his bottom lip, shaking his head.

"No, y/n. I suggest you start on them now so you may go attend your plans for the evening," Shunsui speaks softly and you press your lips together.

"Please, Shunsui! I'll do anything in return! I'll write every one of your reports, I'll buy you an endless supply of sake, or I'll even suck your d-" your voice rambles on and Shunsui's heart skips a beat at the last sentence that you don't finish.

You slap your hand over your mouth as your stomach twists into uneasy knots. You lock eyes with your captain and you feel your face go red hot.

Shunsui chuckles deeply, standing up from his chair and you gulp at the way his figure swallows you up. He stands in front of you, mere inches in between your bodies.

"That's a tempting offer, y/n," Shunsui speaks hoarsely, eyes flickering down to your breasts peeking out from your uniform. You feel your body tingle and his eyes lift back up to your eyes.

He reaches his hand up and cups your face, his warm hand making your heart skip a beat.

"I-i'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that," you stutter out and Shunsui's lips curl into a wide grin. Shunsui's thumb brushes over your cheek and he leans his head down.

"You go and do whatever plans you have mind. I'll finish the paperwork. How about you meet me in my office afterwards?" Shunsui whispers, his warm lips hovering above yours.

You squeeze your thighs together, trying to make the tingly feeling go away from your core. Shunsui bites on his bottom lip and you nod your head.

Shunsui takes a step back and you quickly leave his office, giddy and excited for tonight.

Shinji: You're laying down on the couch, your legs resting over Shinji's as he's focused on his phone. You lift your leg up and nudge him slightly.

Shinji tears his gaze away from his phone and he gazes over at you, cocking an eyebrow.

"Are we almost done here?" you ask curiously.

"We've got to clean up the mess the other squad members made with that party," Shinji explains and you scoff quietly.

"Oh, come on, Shinji! I've got plans," you whine out, sitting up on the couch.

"Oh really? With who?" Shinji asks, a sly smirk across his face.

"M-my boyfriend," you shrug your shoulders, glancing away. Shinji scrunches up his nose and sticks his tongue out at you. His tongue piercing glistens in the dim lighting.

"You are a horrible liar. Now, come on," Shinji urges you and your lips curve down into a tiny frown.

"No, Shinji! I'll do anything if you let me get out of this!" you beg him.

"Like what?" Shinji asks, crossing his arms over his chest and shooting you a firm glance.

"I'll do all the paperwork, I'll deal with Hiyori for you, I'll even cook for you, I'll suck your d-!" you immediately stop speaking, your heart sinking into the soles of your feet.

Shinji's breath hitches in his throat and his wide eyes meet yours. You sink down in your figure and the room becomes silent. Shinji feels his cock grow hard inside of his pants at the thought and he adjusts his pants.

"Now...that is an offer I just cannot refuse, my dear y/n," Shinji drawls out his voice, wryly and slyly. A lump gets stuck in your throat as Shinji grabs onto your shoulders and presses you into the couch.

He climbs on top of you and his face is so close to yours. You can feel his warm breath fanning over your lips. Suddenly, Shinji bursts out laughing in your face and you knit your eyebrows together.

"Why are you laughing?" you speak quietly and Shinji snorts quietly, shaking his head.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold it in any longer. Y/n, that is a lovely offer, but I'm gonna have to take your offer up another time. Maybe, tomorrow if you're free?" Shinji asks, drawing his lips dangerously close to yours.

You open your mouth to speak, but Shinji roughly presses his lips to yours. You groan into his mouth, your heart skipping a beat. His lips are warm and soft against yours.

"So, tomorrow?" Shinji asks, pulling away from the heated kiss and you blink with surprise.

"Sure," you reply, trapped underneath his lustful gaze.

"Run along and go have dinner with your fake boyfriend. I'll be waiting," Shinji shoots you a quick wink.

Kensei: Your gaze is stuck on your captain, unable to be shaken up by anything and focused on the movements of the broom he's dragging along the floor.

Your back hurts and all you want to do is go have a nice dinner with your friends. Instead you're here with your captain, cleaning up the hallway.

Your stomach grumbles quietly and rings throughout Kensei's eardrums. Your eyes widen as Kensei stops sweeping the dusty ground.

"Are you hungry, y/n?" Kensei chuckles out, glancing over at you and cocking an eyebrow. Your face gets hotter by the second as his eyes are on you and you lower your head.

"You have no idea," you sigh out and Kensei smirks widely.

"I would say go get dinner, but we need to clean first. Everyone else seemed to make the biggest mess tonight," Kensei sighs deeply.

"Ugh, Kensei please! I'm so hungry I could literally eat a horse!" you whine out. Kensei throws his head back and lets out a loud chuckle that fills the room.

"After we clean, I'll treat you to some dinner y/n," Kensei suggests and you roll your eyes.

"Please! I'll do anything if you let me go right now. I'll deal with Mashiro and Hiyori, I'll cook you dinner everyday, I'll even suck your di-!" your voice starts to trail off.

Kensei's wide eyes don't leave yours and you gulp. You're glad that Kensei is usually calm and collected.

"Ok," Kensei speaks up and your heart skips a beat.

"What do you mean ok?!" you raise your voice, grabbing a nearby pillow from the couch and throwing it at him. Kensei huffs out and easily dodges the pillow.

"I'm kidding, geez. I'm assuming you didn't mean to say that out loud...you can go ahead and go home," Kensei clears his throat, red spreading across his cheeks.

"Oh, thank you!" you giggle out, rushing out of the office and leaving Kensei a embarrassed puddle.

Toshiro: His head is buried in the paperwork, pen scribbling on the papers rapidly. You let out a heavy sigh that fills the room and catches Toshiro's attention.

He lifts his head up from the paper and sets his pen down. He turns his head towards you and his eyes have a tired gleam over them.

"What's wrong?" Toshiro asks with a firm voice.

"Nothing," you mumble out. Toshiro shifts his weight and shoots you a glance.

"Tell me," Toshiro demands with a harsh tone and you roll your eyes with annoyance.

"I have an important dinner with my boyfriend," you explain and you feel Toshiro's gaze sharpen and darken.

"And you think that dinner with your boyfriend is more important than your duties?" Toshiro asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Of course not, but come on! I'll do anything for you! I'll cook, clean, hell I'll even suck your d-"

Toshiro's breath hitches in his throat and your jaw drops open to the ground.

You can't believe you just said that...out loud.

"Do you really think that's appropriate to say to your captain?" Toshiro scoffs out, raising his eyebrows. Toshiro's snow white hair covers the tips of his ears turning bright red and burning.

"No, Captain Hitsugaya," you mumble out, lowering your head with shame.

"Geez, what an embarrassment. Go home, y/n and have dinner with your boyfriend if you're that desperate," Toshiro scoffs out, hiding back a smile.

You glance over at him and nod your head, mumbling a soft sorry before bolting out the door.

Isshin: You and Isshin steal glances over at each other from across the room. You've been arguing about him letting you go home early and he won't budge.

"Oh, come on, Isshin! I'll do anything for you. I'll cook for you, I'll clean up everything, I'll even suck your di-"

The color from Isshin's face floods away and his cheeks turn bright red. His breath hitches in his throat as he slowly turns his head to you.

You're awaiting for his reaction, expecting a bad one. Isshin starts to burst out laughing and you knit your eyebrows together. He slowly walks up to you and pats your shoulder.

Your body rattles and his laughter rings in your eardrums. "Of course, you can go home early!" Isshin chuckles out and your eyes widen.

You waste no time in leaving Isshin's office, sure to be ashamed of your words tomorrow and everyday until your death.

Gin: You and Gin are relishing in the silence in your shared office.

"Hey, I'm going to head out. I have some dinner plans," you explain and Gin lifts his head up from the pile of papers.

"Ah, I don't think so," Gin speaks up, that stupid sly grin still across his pale face. You scoff quietly and pout, pushing your bottom lip.

"Why not?" you whine out, huffing and puffing.

"I need you for 10 more minutes. You can do 10 more minutes, right?" Gin asks, towering above you.

"No, I really can't! Come on, Gin! I'll do anything for you. What do you want? I'll make you cookies, bring you sake, or I'll even suck your di-"

It's like Gin doesn't even react to the words that just came out of your mouth, he just stands there and stares at you. Your heart is slamming against your chest and you just wish Gin would stop staring a goddamn hole through your head.

"Well, since you're offering," Gin shrugs his shoulders, that stupid sly smile across his pale face. Your eyes widen in awe as Gin's hand slowly reaches into his uniform and down into his boxers.

You quickly spin around on your feet and bury your flustered face into the palm of your hands.

"I'm kidding. Go home," Gin chuckles out, shaking his head with disbelief. His narrow eyes watch as you rush out of the office, refusing to make eye contact with him.

"Silly girl," Gin mumbles underneath his breath, running his fingers through his silver hair.

[subskz]

me to myself in the mirror rn: shut up shut up shut up shut up

fucking channie to sleep yes? but imagine whenever you do... you two lovesick losers just fall asleep in those same positions...

channie on his tummy, nuzzling his head against his arm as you lie on his back, melting into him and snuggling into his shoulder or back... strap still nestled inside....

losers in love,,,,,,

you on your back snoozing away as a peacefully sleeping channie has his head tucked either in your neck or is laying on your chest (oh you'd loove if his mommy kink activated and he went mimis while sucking on your tits~) his dick still inside of you oops accidental cockwarming🩷

uweee sobs just him feeling so soft and warm and sleepy he can’t even get up anymore to clean up, just wants to pass out in the safety of your embrace (and so do you hehehe big buff man going all melty and gooey in your arms)

LOSERS IN LOVE

fucking channie to sleep 🥰 my favorite

this is so heartmelting and definitely one of the best ways to make sure channie actually gets some rest hehe…he feels so safe and warm and protected all tangled up in you that for once he’s out like a light <3 the visual of him w his face buried into his big strong bicep as he dozes off is so adorable, you can see the way his lips pucker against his skin into that lil duckling pout ): his tiny, sensitive whimpers each time ur strap shifts inside him eventually fade out into soft hums and snores as you press kisses down his neck and spine to soothe him to sleep~

channie…..resting his head on your chest…drifting off as he listens to the calming sound of your heartbeat, mouthing and sucking drowsily at your nipples to lull himself to sleep…still buried deep inside you w your warmth wrapped around him…baby boy would never want to move again in his life he’s fully content staying like that forever, safe and warm and surrounded by you ㅠㅠ when you wake up and gently try to usher him off of you he’d let out the sweetest whine of protest bc he doesn’t wanna pull out for even a second ❤️‍🩹

[last-words-ofashootingstar]

Don't make me beg

February Filth Fest : Day Nine

Song Mingi x fem reader

a/n: *taste by danceracha intensifies* (i know the lyrics are "don't make me bad" but like cmon- it's don't make me beg)

"I'm addicted to you, Momma."

✫彡wordcount: 1.5k

(>ᴗ•)genre:

smut w/o plot

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents:

not edited, oral fixation, zero build up, baby boy mingi cause i just cannot help it, bed humping, overstim, hand holding, very light degradation, big dumb mingi(❤️‍🩹), light nipple play, pet names(baby,honey, baby boy & momma, love), lots of references to Taste

tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"Baby," you cry out, slapping at his arms which keep your writhing hips in place for him. "Mingi, you have to breathe, Honey! Give us a break, good god!"

You feel him mumble something against your sensitive clit, grabbing his hoodies sleeve and tugging on it as he begins laving his flat tongue over it. "Mingi!" You whine, cunt clenching around nothing as he pushes you towards your second orgasm of the night with nothing but his mouth. "Baby, you have to slow down!"

"Don't wanna stop," he can barely speak up as he keeps his lips on you. "Want you to feel my love."

"I feel it, fucks sake!" You laugh, hand raking though his hair and locking eyes with him as he devours your pussy. "I feel it... I feel i-fuck... wow." The look on his face as his eyes flutter shut has you falling in love all over again. He looks so content. So happy with his face stuffed between your thighs. "Baby, I c- I'm gonna cum."

When your words register in his mushy brain, he reaches up one of his hands up from their death grip on your hips and rests it gently between your ribs. You take it up in both of yours, trapping it tightly as he closes his lips around your bud.

He revels on the way you moan for him as he sucks, opening his eyes to watch as he pushes you over the edge. To watch the face he's become addicted to. The one you make when he throws you into an ecstasy only he can give you.

Your brows screwed up, mouth parted by a whimper of his name, chest rising and falling as waves of pleasure spread through your body. It spurs him on- the way he can feel and taste your release on his tongue.

You have to physically pull him away as your body begins to shake in overstimulation, holding him by his dyed hair as he opens his eyes in confusion as to why he's not tasting you anymore. When he sees your trembling legs, the way you hold his fingers so roughly they loose color, it dawns on him.

"Fuck," he sighs, slowly going to lay his head on your quivering thigh, eyes unable to look away from your soaked pussy. "M'sorry, Momma... can't help myself." He whispers as he licks up the essence of you left on his swollen lips. "Can't help it."

"Starting to think we need a safe word for me," you joke as you pet his head, "c'mere, Baby Boy." You sit up slowly and he scoots up to rest beside you against the headboard.

You grab him the bottle of water from the bedside and open it up for him, giving him a chaste kiss to his forehead before handing it over. "Thank you," he gulps it up greedily, before stopping abruptly. "It's gonna wash you away," he pouts.

"Awe," you coo, "you really love my taste, don't you?"

"Yes," he admits, holding his hand over yours which cradles his flushed face. "I'm addicted to you, Momma."

You narrow the gap between you and capture his lips in a kiss, tasting yourself on him briefly before you pull away and rest your forehead on his. Your breaths collide, sharing oxygen as you both breath deeply. "Drink up, Baby." You tap his cheek gently and turn away to grab your bottle. "Gonna need to stay hydrated if you want to keep this up."

"I can keep going?" He asks, clearly excited as he sits up on his knees and is already moving back down the bed.

"Ah, ah, ah!" You snatch up his hoodie string and stop him in his tracks. "I said drink. Let me have a break, Baby, you made me cum twice in like ten minutes. Did you even realize that?"

He shakes his head and crawls into your hold as you open your arms. He doesn't even realize how needy he's become until his clothed cock meets your wet, warm cunt. He whines as your hands trail under his hoodie and shirt, stripping them off together and setting them down next to you. You lean up and kiss his peck, making him shiver.

You lean back and drink up your water, wrapping your legs around his back with a smirk. "Love, I want to keep going," he pleads, grinding down on you lightly to emphasize his eagerness. "Makes me feel so good when I eat you out... makes me so hard."

"Drink your water," you demand nonchalantly, tossing your empty bottle. "Now, or you won't get anything."He takes it from you the next second, all but chugging it before throwing it to join yours.

He grabs at your ankles behind his back and whines helplessly when you lock them around him. "Momma, please, let me..." You chuckle at him, running you hands up his naked chest, pausing at his nipples to circle them. "Please!"

"So greedy, Honey."

"Please, don't make me beg..."

You hum, pretend to think. "I want... I want you to beg." When he does nothing but look down at you dumbly, you emphasize, "beg for my pussy."

He wails out, "Love, please. I need to feel you on my tongue, I need to taste you, I need it! Please, Momma, please, please, ple-" His voice trails off as his eyes follow your hand to open the beside drawer. You pull out a headband and tug him down by his neck. "Wha..."

You unlock your legs form around him and his body moves before his mind tells it to. "Now that I can see that pretty face, get to work."

He does. He dives in sloppily, licking and kissing your cunt and worshiping you like you are a Goddess. "Thank you, Momma." He leaves a fat kiss to your clit. "Thank you." He licks up with a pointed tongue. "Love it so much." He swirls it around your hole. "Love you so much." His hips grind down on the bed. "Fucking love you." He goes on and on, praising you and your pussy as he eats it up like a man starved, slowly rambling into nonsense.

"Baby," he looks up at the sound of your voice, finding that you have your hands reaches out towards his. He slides them up from your thighs and grabs onto them as he suckles at you. You hold them at either side of your hips, smiling as he squeezes rhythmically. "You're going all dumb, Baby Boy. We can't have that, right?" He shakes his head against you, making you both laugh and moan. "Just look at me, Baby."

He keeps his eyes focused on yours- trying his best to pick up on every little twitch and moan and bite of your lip to keep himself from going crazy. He grinds his hips down on the bed whenever you let out a particularly sweet moan, almost like he's rewarding himself for making you feel good.

When you start to moan out more and more praises to him, he can't help how his eyes shut tightly as his gut tightens, moaning against you: like he's experiencing as much pleasure as you are.

"Mingi, stop," you order. His tongue stills inside you, looking up with doe eyes. "That's enough."

He pulls away with a whine, slowly releasing your hands and crawling up with a pout. "Don't worry, Sweet Boy. There's always more time for that. Right now," you reach between you as he cages you under him. "You're humping the bed like a little whore. You must really love making me feel good, huh? Must love making me cum. So selfless, baby." You slowly rub over his hard bulge, bringing him closer with a leg over his hip. "Let Momma make you feel good? Let me give you a reward?"

He lays down wordless and watches with glazed eyes as you straddle him. You cup his face, leaving a trail of kisses down his chest before you pause at his nipple and leave a kitten lick, laughing at how his hips roll up into you. "So worked up, Honey."

He didn't even notice until you'd taken over, but he's incredibly horny. He was so focused on you, making you feel like a Goddess. He didn't even realize his cock was painfully hard. He was just focused on making you feel like he does when you love on him. He didn't realize how much he loved eating you out. He can't get enough. He wants more. More, and more, until he can't breath. Until he can't remember the taste of anything besides you. That would be his ultimate rewards. "Love... I know what my reward can be."

"What's that, Baby?"

"Sit on my face."

"Jesus, Mingi!"

[lelengerine]

Hi! If your drabble event is still open, could I please request Jisung + college au + fluff/comfort? Jisung always looks so college boyfriend coded and he is kinda sensitive irl so I think he would fit perfectly as a thoughtful sweet boyfriend 😔❤️‍🩹 Thank you for your hard work!

https://x.com/502spidey/status/1641690274211459072?s=46&t=Tq9aSdZbZ4voR3kbqgerrw

warm, cozy, you

pairing | bf!jisung x reader

genre | sickening (somewhat literally) college au fluff, lots n lots of kisses, nicknames are used for jisung and y/n (jiji and bun respectively)

wc | 0.5k

notes | this is my first work with jisung here! thank u anon for sending in the req it was so cute i loved making this (hopefully its what ure looking for) as always, likes, rbs, and feedback are highly appreciated

this is part of my drabble req event here!

m.list

“jiii, could you not go to class just this once?” your groggy murmur tries luring your boyfriend away from his morning schedule, arms engulfing him in a comfortable bear hug. “it’s so cold, i don’t want you to leave.”

“bun, if i’m not going then who’s taking the class for the both of us today, hm? i’m attending just to make you notes. i know you get grumpy when you don’t understand things from the lecture.” a deep chuckle rises out of his chest as he brings a hand up to touch your forehead, “i don’t want to leave you while you’re sick either—” he states, now using the same hand to pat your head, “—but i’ll come back just as quickly as you could say… um… park jisung!”

“park jisung.” you frankly blurt out in response, as if trying to challenge his words from the get go, leaving the boy utterly flustered. “that’s- that’s not exactly what i meant…”

“i know, i’m just teasing you.” a soft smile makes it way up your face, and jisung softly presses his lips against yours.

the bashful display of affection has you feeling all warm inside, making you forget the fact you were feeling chilly just moments ago. though, it also made you forget about another thing— “jiji, you could get sick from that!” you yelp in place, pushing him away ever so slightly, leaving your boyfriend hanging on the abrupt kiss.

“i’ll just drop by the pharmacy for some more of your meds after class then.” he whines at the lost of contact with a sulky pout, lowering back down shortly after to pepper your skin with more dainty kisses, leaving you with no space to protest against his words.

“there, that should keep you warm for the time being, don’t you think?” he pulls away, marveling at the sight of the flushed trance you were in because of him. “maybe…”

“hm? a simple maybe won’t do though?” jisung tilts his head, pondering for a brief moment before going into your shared bedroom to get something. “here, let me help you put it on.” he states, a familiar grey hoodie in the palm of his hand — it was the ragged one he would usually gravitate to when he was rushing to class. you once offered to replace it with a new one when you felt a small hole through the fabric that definitely wasn’t there before, yet he declined saying he just liked it that way.

his answer was simple, yet made you like the worn-down hoodie all the more like a little trinket.

with you busy with your thoughts, jisung easily slips the warm fabric onto your figure. it’s all warm, cozy, and even smells just like him — the feeling being enough to make you all drowsy again.

jisung cups your cheek as your head starts drooping a little, “you should go back to sleep now, i’ll really be back soon.”

“okay… promise?” you look up at him with pleading eyes and a faint smile, still holding onto the hope that he might just give in and stay in with you.

“don’t give me that look, bun. i promise i’ll come home quick.” he answers back playfully, returning the smile before watching you walk back into the bedroom before picking up his backpack for class and locking the front door after himself.

he should really come home as soon as he’s done with his errands, he reminds himself. after all, how could he leave your sickly self all alone without him acting as your teddy bear?

[sitp-recs]

A Tai é uma das pessoas mais cativantes que eu já conheci. Ela é doce, sensível, inteligente, generosa, talentosa, queer, livre. Eu amo o quanto a escrita dela reflete tudo aquilo que ela acredita e que faz parte da sua identidade: seu ativismo consciente, seu apreço pela liberdade, a curiosidade pelo novo, o fascínio pelo hedonismo, a busca pela catarse no heartbreak e a terapia no auto-descobrimento. 

Do angst ao fluff com influências literárias brasileiras passando por um porn desmistificado e delicioso, as fics dela exploram temas tocantes e profundos da experiência humana. É incrível explorar essas histórias de amor que mais parecem relatos pessoais de tão íntimas, e eu amo me perder nesses universos que me fazem descobrir não só a paixão por um novo rare pair, mas também uma nova camada dentro do coração enorme que ela tem. 

Minha amiga, minha confidente, minha crush platônica 😻como foi especial ter te encontrado! Separadas por poucos anos e muitas milhas de distância, as nossas histórias se encontram nas nossas raizes brasileiras e no amor pela vida fandom, pela liberdade de existir e amar, e pela compaixão por aqueles que não conhecem essa liberdade. Amo dividir tanto com você, e me emocionar com as histórias que você cria. Amo a nossa cumplicidade e sintonia! Feliz dia!!!

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Tai is one of the most captivating people I've ever met. She's sweet, sensitive, witty, generous, talented, queer, free. I love how much her writing reflects everything she believes in and that is part of her identity: her conscious activism, her appreciation for freedom, her curiosity for the new, her fascination with hedonism, the search for catharsis in the heartbreak and for therapy in self-discovery. 

From angst to fluff with Brazilian literary influences, going through demystified and delicious porn, her fics explore some touching and profound themes related to the human experience. It's amazing to dive into these love stories that are so intimate they feel like personal chronicles, and I love getting lost in these universes that make me discover not only the passion for another rare pair, but also a new layer within Tai’s big heart.

My friend, my confidant, my platonic crush 😻 how special it was to find you! Separated by a few years and a thousand miles, our stories meet in our Brazilian roots and in our love for the fandom life, for the right to exist and to love, and the compassion for those who are denied this right. It’s lovely to share so much with you, and to be touched by the stories you create. I love our complicity and connection! Happy birthday!!!

This is a tiny and special rare gems edition to celebrate you and your contribution to the fandom. Here’s to many more years and stories! Ily viada @teacup-tai

Drarry:

Secretly, between the shadow and the soul (2021, T, 3k) - perfect comfort food full of sweet domesticity and tender falling in love. The summer vibes!!

The thing about surrender is that once you accept the unavoidable rhythm of change, the surprising uncontrollability of life, and the astonishing inevitability of feelings, it is easy.

hear me (with your whole body) (2020, E, 9k) - heartbreaking open relationship gone wrong, this one hits right in the feels. Insecure Harry, unhealthy relationship (communication issues), mentions of threesome, sad blow jobs, open ending ❤️‍🩹

It was a sexy idea, exploring other bodies with Draco, engaging in sex with other people to spice things up. Something inside of him was excited about the prospect, but the nagging fear, the feeling of abandonment that follows each image that pops in his head is throwing him off. He would give it a go. See what it was like. He could always say no, right?

Dragons Don't Know Paradise (2020, E, 51k) - brilliant and emotional non-magic bookshop AU with Wolfstar raising Harry, online love, hurt/comfort, identity porn, a beautiful ode to queer history. Mind the tags

In 2004, when Remus spends two scary weeks in the ITU due to complications of pneumonia and his HIV condition, Sirius walks around the house like a ghost and Harry finds comfort and strength in Draco through a chat in an online LGBT forum. Harry falls for him, but Draco has a lot of secrets and, before long, will need to come clean—even if he believes that no one is able to understand a dragon. This is a story about falling in love online and about facing the reality of death, but above all, this is a story about hope, finding love and acceptance.

Rare pairs:

Breaking wild roses (stings like love’s pain) (2021, E, 1.3k) - the angsty Pansmione we all need, this is the ultimate h/c treat! Scorching smut with (so many) feels, mentions of infidelity but hopeful ending! Please go check the superb art the iconic @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm made for this fic here, you’re welcome :D

I feel like a scream is stuck inside my chest, creeping up in the deep dark hollow of my throat. It’s a mix of pain and agony. So to keep it down, I open my mouth and fill it with your soft, tender flesh. The bronze skin of your shoulder right against my tongue.

Scorching (2020, E, 1.5k) - delicious self-indulgent Pansmione PWP with bathroom sex! @the-sinking-ship summarized it well “pussy and cigarettes” fuck yes 🙌

We don't know how, but they're in this badly lit bathroom, having delicious crazy sex. And Hermione is left completely shaken. Porn without plot.

Rebel Rebel (2020, E, 5.7k) - one of my all-time fave Wolfstar fics, perfect queer aesthetics, festivals, young love and experimentation, tenderness but make it smutty! Friends to lovers with Little Compton Street vibes, this is my shit right here

Sirius has just turned twenty and life is changing around him, blossoming, like Remus wrote in his last letter. This is a story about life and exploration, about feeling lost and finding oneself in other people's bodies, about building love and community. This is a story about hope and sex and growing up.

[onlyswan]

You asked about favorites here we go -

1. "in which you and jungkook go on an amusement park date" - everything about this just makes me want to cry, whenever I'm down i literally just keep re-reading this ❤️‍🩹

2. "i have created my own worst enemy." "jungkook, it's a plushie." - im just so emotionally attached to this because this was the first drabble i read from you 🥲

3. "in which jungkook loves doing nothing with you." - this was just so domestic, him being dramatic and singing euphoria on his knees for oc 😭

4. "in which cruel fate leads you and jungkook to bright places." - does this really even need an explanation? it's so well written and realistic in a situation like this, not overtly dramatic. you can feel the love and care radiate from this 🥴

5. "in which you give jungkook the silent treatment and he books a 5am flight to japan." - i remember vividly just giggling confusingly the entire time when i read it for the first time, it's just so funny and portrayed a rather sensitive emotion humorously 🤧

i couldn't choose 3 so i had to pick 5.

im in the car rn going back to the hotel from yoongi's concert and OH MAN it was so good the entire concert i was screaming at myself "ari, calm down or you WILL pass out" 😭 it was 10/10 but, oh lord im so tired i feel like i might die. and the traffic :/

anywaysss, i hope you're healthy art, hope you're taking care of yourself :)!

omg i didn’t expect most of these 🥹🥹🥹 thank you so much beloved !! and the second one seems to be the first drabble many of you have read from me my heart is so full :( i’m not 100% happy with it bcs of course i wrote it long ago but it’s special to me as well because of you. thank you for reading my works all these time <3

the silent treatment is one of my favs too it was so much fun writing 🤭 my babies are just two free spirited souls

OMG YAY IM SO HAPPY YOU HAD FUN !! take care and stay safe !! the only time i’m ever happy about feeling tired is when it’s bcs i had the time of my life at a concert 😭🫶🏼

i’m tired and sleep deprived from school but it will be over soon so i’m just hanging in there <3 thank you my love

[sweet-almonds]

Masterlist

(masterlist is HEAVILY inspired by @genshinluvr ty for the idea love💞💞)

💗 - fluff

💔 - angst

❤️‍🩹 - hurt/comfort

💕 - angst to fluff

❤️‍🔥 - smut

- genshin impact !! -

Death is knocking at your door...or is it? (Scaramouche x Reader)💔

Summary: Scaramouche knew that you were out doing your commisions, and since you would always handle it, getting just a few scratches, he would trust you every single time, that is until...

Death is knocking at your door...or is it? (Scaramouche x Reader) (Part 2)❤️‍🩹

(idk what to put as the summery for part 2) Summary: Scaramouche knew that you were out doing your commisions, and since you would always handle it, getting just a few scratches, he would trust you every single time, that is until...

In all of my years of living, I have never met anyone like you. (Xiao x Reader)💗

Summary: You were walking in Wangshu Inn when you spot Zhongli, climbing the stairs, you were curious about why he was even there, so you question him.

Addicted to you~ (Venti x Reader)❤️‍🩹

Summary: You were at home, cooking some food for your boyfriend when he gets home, you heard a door opening and he came with a little something, as he likes to call it, the question is, will you enjoy it?

Their favorite places to kiss you! (Cyno, Alhaitham, Scaramouche, Dottore, Tighnari x Reader).💗

Summary: Basically the title lol.

Keep your eyes on me~ (Heizou x Reader)❤️‍🔥

Prompt ; The leather crop trailed over sensitive skin, making [Y/N] shiver. Their breath caught, eyes fluttering shut. No, replies Heizou. A gentle sting, making sensitive skin only more sensitive. Eyes open. Keep them on the mirror, sweet thing. I want you to watch me take you apart.

[coming soon]

- jujutsu kaisen !! -

[coming soon]

[loyalhorror]

uhh, the ask emoji fandom thing but whichever ones you want to answer for RDR, Black Sails, and Sandman, with a bonus side question of have you done any of the Manderville quest stuff in ff14

OUGH. marxz i am so fond of you (not just for sending this ask i prommy). let's see.

Have you done any of the Manderville quest stuff in ff14?

I DEFINITELY HAVE but I don't remember it at all... maybe @notjusthespongenextdoor can tell me what the fuck I did sdlfksndfkjg it was so long ago

👿Least favorite character

RDR: hmmm I can't really think of anyone I genuinely dislike as a character, at least within the main 'cast'? obviously everybody fucking hates Micah but I love him as a character even if I think in some respects he's sort of WAY too obvious as a villain in a way that makes some gang members look like idiots for allowing him to stay... but then on the other hand I think that's kind of the point + it's proof of how much control Dutch has over everyone. HANDWAVES.

BS: Fucking Vane. I don't like the shit he did in-universe to Max (though I will accept that that was a poorly written plotline in general... or at the very least one that made it just really hard to empathise with anyone responsible afterwards) AND I feel that his redemption arc was kind of "eh". But mostly I think fandom kind of burnt me out on him because I just don't get the hype around him.

SM: hmm it probably depends on what version we're talking about... I don't really like show!Lyta (whereas I love comics!Lyta) but I think that's just because like. The acting and writing in the show isn't always Great(TM). I can't think of anyone where I just HATE them when they're onscreen or anything in either version... with the show I don't like the scenes with Desire+Despair but that's because their dynamic creeps me out as someone who is VERY squicked by codependent sibling relationships in media, I love both characters individually.

WAIT. I JUST REMEMBERED. In the show it's definitely Joha.nna Constantine I'm sorry I just. Do not like the actress much to begin with. I also don't really like what they did with Constantine's gender-swapped design, so to speak - she doesn't look like Constantine at all aside from the trenchcoat. They couldn't make her a cocky blonde gal (preferably with short hair, give me butch sapphic Constantine or else)? I know they were probably going off what they wanted from the acting rather than anything appearance-based, and it's better to have a good actor who looks different than a bad one who matches the comics version, but. GESTURES. I wish it'd been ANY other actress skldfndkjfng. I'm picky with my cocky English people. The wrong vibe can turn it rancid.

😍Character you have the biggest crush on

RDR: HMM good question. it used to be Dutch (yeah yeah I know) but nowadays I have no idea, once a character becomes my blorbo/I start writing them longterm I tend to lose whatever 'crush' I had on them... BS: [head in hands] it's hal gates. i am not immune to fat old men. i want him to [REDACTED] S: HM depends on the day and it depends on which character(s) I'm relating to the most on a personal level. Tends to rotate between Dream, Lucien(ne), and lately, Hob.

💐Comfort character

RDR: John my beloved... BS: Somehow it's Silver, but that's mostly because of what I've written with my friend Seras over the past several years with him + Seras' Horst. S: Dream, most of the time. Sometimes it's the Corinthian (specifically pre-runaway era Corinthian) but not often.

❤️‍🩹Character who deserved better

RDR: Abigail... I feel so fucking bad for her in so many different ways. Not in a "John was sooo shitty omg" way (though he WAS a dick) but just like, man, what a tragedy of a life. BS: MAX. The s1 abuse arc was awful in a thousand different ways but primarily I just don't think it was sensitively written at all. It's not necessarily that I think they shouldn't have included it, but holy FUCK the like... implications that it leaves about every other character who stood back and allowed that to happen or was otherwise complicit in it is uhhh. Not great. S: Dream but also not at all because I think the tragedy of his story is my favourite thing about it. Like Abigail, it's "he deserved better if we look at it in-universe but from a narrative standpoint the agony is so fucking tasty and I wouldn't change it at all".

[andvys]

ANDYYYYYY YOURE KILLING ME RN

“I wanted to see if you want to hang out?”

now you want to hang out? 🤨 steve's a little bitch in this

“come on man, I’m not stupid. I see the way you look at her and she is really awkward around you, more awkward than usual and that just tells me that something happened. You either got into a nasty fight or you played hide the salami, if you know what I mean.”

HIDE THE SALAMI 😭😭😭 I LOVE ARGYLE SO MUCH HES SO UNDERRATED i'd play hide the salami with him anytime

“Won’t know that we’re here, you just gotta be quiet, can you do that for me?”

OH HE'S BRAVE BRAVE

“Shh, you gotta be quiet, baby” he whispers, “or do you want our friends to hear what a little slut you are for me?”

WHATTTTTT THATS 😲 what's fun without any risk right 🤭

He pulls out and thrusts back into you, you cry out and this time he slaps his hand over your mouth “you want your little boyfriend walking in and seeing his best friend fuck his girl like the little whore she is?”

SHUT UP KSJSKSBXIDB the way steve is watching a movie unbothered not knowing what they're doing that's crazy and so filthy 😫

He grabs your jaw and pulls you away from his neck, tilting your head down, you lick your lips as you watch his dick sliding in and out of your dripping cunt, sliding his hand down your body, he starts to rub your sensitive clit, making you moan and whimper, “look at how good you take it.”

LOOK AT HOW GOOD YOU TAKE IT?? i would be in SHAMBLES y/n is a strong one cause 🥴 phew

“Hey,” he grabs your arm gently “it’s okay, just uh.. don’t ignore me, please? I can deal with that little attitude of yours and those eye rolls and everything but I hate when you act like I’m not there.”

aww :( i like how he acknowledges her attitude though that's sweet

Argyle sees the two of you out of the corner of his eye, a relieved look crosses his face as he glances at Eddie.

I LOVE YOU ARGYLE ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

“Are you gonna touch yourself later tonight?”

STOPPPP HIS DIRTY TALK IS GONNA BE THE END OF ME i am melting and becoming a puddle on the floor

Eddie smirks at his friend “you wouldn’t like the answer, Steve.”

ONGBDKSNSKSNS OH MY GOSH PLEASE BUT THATS WHAT STEVE DESERVES!! EVERLONG STEVE DESERVES NO RIGHTS

i loved loved loved this chapter sm!! everything you write is soo good 😭🫶 honey anon !!

AHHHH BESTIEEE THANK YOU FOR THIS 🥺 I always smile the whole time while I'm reading your asks and your reactions, they always make me so happy!

I love adding Argyle to this story, he is so funny 😂

I'm glad you're enjoying this story so much!!! I'm having so much fun with it!

And omg, you're gonna hate Steve in the next one, I think🤭

[tea-with-evan-and-me]

My stomach is in knots I really hope he wins. ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 I wish I could personally congratulate him with a big tight hug. Being totally honest here another visual interaction I had with him, was we were sitting down somewhere this was a continuation of the first time we met basically lol. And fate really said ‘You may see him again if you’d like’ but yeah we met again totally random and he recognized me. Evan even seemed genuinely happy to see me and I literally felt my eyes water anyways I remember us having a semi deep conversation. Nothing sad or anything just about our individual goals, what makes life easier on our hard days stuff like that. Anyways I carefully asked him if he was okay not because of how he looked or what he said. Just a check in sort of deal and he was caught off guard a bit and I could tell he was hesitating. So I gave him an assuring smile saying he didn’t have to answer I was just again checking in. Anyways he’s kinda quiet but is like yeah I’m good I appreciate it, and I nod telling him oh no it’s all good I didn’t wanna upset you by asking. I just care about you is all I swear I could see his eyes light up and that sweet dimpled smile of his. He even took my hand into his own and squeezed it as a friendly gesture of course, I really dunno if he’s that touchy with friends or anyone in general. But yeah my heart pounded a bit and my face flushed not in an uncomfy way just like caught off guard. He was really sweet about this and made sure I was comfy because he noticed my reaction and I nodded. It was so surreal such a comforting, kind touch honestly. He also asks if I’m okay the same way I asked him and being a pretty sensitive person I kinda hesitated. But tell him yeah I’m okay I struggle a lot mentally so some days are definitely a challenge I won’t lie. When I tell you how he took my hand into both of his own and just squeezed it I had to close my eyes. Because I knew I was gonna cry and I wasn’t about to do it around him, the one thing that kept me from breaking was his hug. It was warm, kind, the kind of hug everyone deserves to experience at least once. The way he hugged me seemed like he needed it too tbh especially when I finally hugged back just as tight. It was so cute because he sorta made himself shorter during the hug no clue if on purpose or not. But maybe because I’m 5’ 5’ maybe 5’ 6’ either way him doing that made it all the more special. No words needed to be said either we both just knew that maybe we weren’t okay at all. And just needed a moment of platonic affection and human care. Again I don’t know how accurate him being in this is or if it’s wayy off it was so real to me and I loved it. It was definitely bittersweet but like really amazing dark chocolate with just enough sugar to make you want more even if it’s a rare kind to find. 💔❤️‍🩹

❤️🥺

i know we all agree, it would be great to give him a big hug and congratulate him on all his hard work and success. and remind him of how much love we all have for him. thank you anon!!

[animapunkocchidipeterpan]

Hello, I'm animapunkocchidipeterpan (literally "punk soul, eyes of Peter Pan") 🩵

I took my nickname by a verse of the song "La Storia Infinita" by Pinguini Tattici Nucleari, my favourite Italian boy band.

there's no much to say about me... I'm from Italy, I'm in my mid 20s, my favourite colour is sky-blue, I'm learning guitar on my own, I'm really into music and I like every genre, I listen to Pinguini Tattici Nucleari and Harry Styles the most. I love Disney - Disney/Pixar movies, Un Professore, Glee and Friends are my favorite TV shows🌷

I love the Sanremo Music Festival, a famous music festival which takes part every year in Italy. The 72nd Festival of 2022 and the 74th Festival of this year (2024) have been my favourite festivals of all the times, because of the camaraderie, cohesion and mutual respect and support among all the artists: they were such one big colorful group ❤️🫶 I found out that there are other people who agree with me and that makes me feel less alone ❤️‍🩹

I'm in love with Ghali and Rich (Rich Ciolino, Ghali's new best friend: an extraterrestrial who landed in Italy (precisely in Naples) this January to discover our planet starting from there, and who accompanied Ghali during his adventure on the Sanremo Music Festival and helped him share messages of peace, like when he whispered in Ghali's ear "STOP AL G3NOC1D1O!"), especially Rich because he's too cute and tender, and their friendship is authentic, genuine and makes me smile 🥰🫶 and I think I am the only Ghalich supporter on this planet 😅 (and sometimes I wonder: if Ghali and Rich read what I write about them, would they appreciate or would I be in a lot of trouble? 😰)

yes, I've been writing about them in private, fantasizing about their friendship, asking what great adventures could they live together, as long as Rich is going to stay here on planet Earth... always being careful not to offend nor hurt them 🩵 then I thought to share what I write on AO3

I write but I don't like to rest what I wrote because I know I would soon change my mind and delete everything... I'm open to constructive criticism but please don't be rude because I'm very sensitive 😞

I use lots of emojis because I'm afraid I seem cold writing from behind a keyboard 😅

I also support Ghali and Rich by making videos for them by using photos and videoclips of them I find on Instagram and by making fan arts by using BING AI because I'm really bad at drawing 😅

"Proud to be a Ghalich supporter" is my slogan because, although I am the only one (I searched around), I'm proud of it 🩷🛸

[last-words-ofashootingstar]

Heavenly

February Filth Fest : Day Twelve

Choi San x gn reader

a/n: another story that goes with a cigarette after sex song . what can i say? they make good music !!!

Tell me it's love, tell me it's real. Touch me with a kiss, feel me on your lips.

✫彡wordcount: 800

(>ᴗ•)genre: smut

ಠ_ಠwarning/contents: not edited, nipple play, handjob, sub san, soft domming, praise, edging, like two lines of overstim, pet names(sweet boy, sannie, baby & love, honey), little bit of after care(❤️‍🩹)

FFF tags: @cherryxsang @k-drizzle

SMUT UNDER CUT MDNI

"You're doing so good," you whisper into his back, cuddling closer. Your hand, slicked up with lube slowly moving up and down his length. "My Sannie."

"Thank you," he mumbles into the pillow he holds against his chest, whining as your tighten your hand at the base of his cock. "Feels so good, s'good."

His brain seems to short circuit when your other hand slips under his torso and between him and the pillow, grazing over his nipple. He hums loudly, arching into your touch before you push him back into your chest. "More. I need more."

You drag your nail over the pebbled flesh, scratching it gently. "All you have to do is ask nicely, Sannie." You trail your hand up and down his chest and kiss his exposed back as he stutters, your hand stroking all the while.

It feels heavenly. Being in your safe arms as you work him closer to the edge gently after a rough day. He's floating away from his own body. "Please, Love.I need more. Please?"

"Of course, Sweet Boy." You twirl your finger around his nipple, pinch it, roll it between the pads of your fingertips, anything to give him all the love he deserves. To give him all your love. Everything you're capable of to make him feel it through your touch.

You slide your hand across his chest and he whines, making you chuckle. "Can't leave this one out- right, Baby?" You ask rhetorically as you begin your softly toy with his neglected nipple.

"Uh-uh. Can- can't le... oh my god. Honey, I- I can't, I'm gonna cum. Can I cum?" You smirk into his back, leaning your forehead against his hot skin. "Love, please! I need-"

"To cum for me? That it? You wanna make a mess for me?"

He cranes his neck at an uncomfortably angle, eye brows kitted up as he tries not to cum. "Kiss me," he says, blinking rapidly as he fights back tears. "Kiss me, I want to cum."

You push him on his back and make him abandon the pillow, letting him hold you instead. His hot cock between you being edged to the max as he waits for your lips. Overworked beyond belief as he awaits your command. Your fingers still teasing his sensitive buds. He wraps on of his arms around your neck lazily and tries to tug you down.

"Say you love me," he whimpers as you kiss at his neck. "Tell me you love me."

"I do. I love you so much, Sannie. You're my sweet Angel... my godsend." You finally give in and weave your lips into his, smiling into it as he whines, grabbing at the back of your neck feverishly and pulling you closer. "My Sweet Boy." You murmur against him, licking his lips before you dive back in.

He groans and rolls his eyes as you pull away from his lips. "Don't stop, Love. I'm so close."

"Tell me you love me." You repeat his words back to him, hand encircling his tip and making him buck up into your hold. He doesn't know why he can't just cum already. He doesn't know why, but he needs you to say he can.

"I love you! I love you so much, please! S-fuck, please! I love you, I love you," he whimpers like a broken record, almost flying away when you lean in and whisper.

"Cum for me." It's a demand that slips your lips, but it's laced in sticky honey and disguised as gentle. He opens his mouth to respond, but is met with your lips blocking his voice. That's all he needs.

His warm seed seeps into the fabric of your pajamas and covers your hand in stick. "That's it, Baby. That's it." You moan against his cheek, littering it in open mouthed kisses. "Let it all go, I'm here. I got you, Sweet Boy. My Sweet Boy."

He hiccups loudly and holds onto the ends of your hair tightly as you begin to overstimulate him, milking him for all he's worth. "S'too much, too much!" You let him go with a smirk against his neck and kiss him once more before reaching over and grabbing the hand towel you prepped. You wipe your hand clean, and then his stomach, avoiding his twitching shaft.

"Feeling better, Sannie?"

"Yes," he hums dumbly, watching as you clean up the mess you've both made and throwing the soiled rag and your pajama bottoms to the hamper. "Thank you. I love you."

You climb back over him and cradle his flushed face in your hands. "Anything for you. Anything for my Baby."

[vanwritesfan-fiction]

https://www.tumblr.com/vanwritesfan-fiction/742997893656510464/jack-harlow-i-can-tell-youve-been-working-out

Hottttt🥵🥵 sexiest husband ever and hottest dilf on earth, reader is so me cause I would also be so desperate and so sensitive to him and so affected by him 🫦🫦 this was so hot and I loved how jack wanted to make sure he would give the reader everything that her pussy and mind were dreaming of and more, so much and so good that he ended up being the one to want to have a round 2 no questions asked, that’s how good it felt to him. I would not be able to have jack in his boxers/tank that often cause my horny self wouldn’t help it but want to fuck him every single time, his muscles and whole body are literally blinding 🤩 (his face too of course) I’m afraid he’d have to fuck me every night before falling asleep so that I’d be able to sleep next to that HOTNESS OF A MAN in peace 😇 or else he’ll have to sleep in proper pajamas, it’s up to him… but something tells me he’d rather sleep in his boxers and fuck me to sleep ☺️🤭

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”At Your Worst”

The song by Calum Scott hurts me so much 😭💔 I use to think the way these song lyrics think, with my ex, Andrew. He would finally text me after hours of not responding and he would cry to me how hard his homework was (he claimed he was studying to be a dr at his university) I believed him and felt sorry for him. He claimed his parents were super strict and wanted him to get really good grades and do well!! (He was trying to perform for them) it made me so sad and I would try to find all the words of encouragement I could to relieve Andrew’s stress!! I was super sensitive and thought I cared about Andrew more than anything.

In my attempts to comfort him, he would not change. He would continue to act stressed/upset and make me feel bad for it. He would just dump everything off on me and I would try to carry it all for him!!! (Sooo unhealthy) I had the gut feelings that when he was taking so long to reply to me, he was either truly studying OR talking to other girls. 💔💔💔💔💔

I would get so worked up and anxious about “losing Andrew” so I was walking on egg shells so careful what I say to him and how I approach him. I never texted him first, he always contacted me but that also meant waiting for hours and then the hours eventually turned into days… I would stalk all of his social media accounts obsessively trying to find any signs or proof he was cheating and trying to make sense of the relationship. Andrew would NOT break up with me when I’d confront him but he continually would dump all his stress on me and I’d take it but it hurt me. I was a mess!!!! At some point I couldn’t take it anymore especially during his finals…

When Andrew’s finals came at the end of his sophomore year, he was even more stressed and would text me in all caps saying I didn’t understand it and I was making it worse!! however, he wouldn’t receive any words of encouragement I gave AND he wouldn’t stop texting me back even though he was telling me how “busy he is” and needs “to focus on studying”. I offered again to give him space during his finals to “just be friends” and then regroup after… He would get so defensive towards that and mad, saying I wasn’t helping him. I COULDN’T! I tried soooo very hard to support him but he wasn’t supportive of me in the slightest. 😓😓😓 What more could I have done, take the test for him????

Since my relationship with Andrew, I got tougher and less sensitive. I still have love and empathy. I still feel people’s energies and shifts in their actions. I’m very hyper-alert and sensitive with my spouse BUT I don’t offer up the same energy I had with my ex. My husband stresses real bad with money and I feel sorry for him and I don’t spend much money because of it out of respect BUT I don’t try to carry all his burden like I did with Andrew because it’s just simply bad for my mental health and it’s unfair/one-sided because NO ONE on this earth besides maybe my mother offers up the same support for me.

I’ve learned that in the past I was an easy target for people to use and abuse but that’s ok. I still care about Andrew and I feel bad for how it all ended with him but he didn’t care about “my feelings”. I poured out my heart to Andrew soooooo many times and I DO NOT pour my heart out to my husband. Ain’t no way I’ll ever be that type of girl again. I’m not gonna beg for men to love me AND I don’t want anything from them. Don’t want their money or nothing. You either love me for real or you don’t. 🥺❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹