#imagine them just chilling and teasing each other a little bit

[elvenbeard]

Spending some quality time each doing their own thing :3

[alvojake]

Pool Tables | K.SN

「pairing」 : bf!sunoo x fem!reader 「word count」 : 1.3k

「synopsis」 : watching your boyfriend play pool with his friends you can't help but want him to bend you over the very table and fuck you until you're seeing stars.

「genre」 : pure smut with little to no plot

「warnings」 : MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!, cussing, unprotected sex, kissing, dom!sunoo x sub!reader, petnames (princess, baby, pretty, good girl...), cream pie, slight choking, slight marking, begging, teasing, praising, lmk if I missed anything!!

It started out as an innocent trip to Sunoo’s friend's game room so the boys could play pool while you sat to the side and looked pretty. However, you got bored, and watching your boyfriend being over the edge of the pool table was causing you to rub your thighs together. Imagining what it would be like if he had you bent over the edge, plunging his cock deeper and deeper with each stroke.

This then turned into you standing and making your way towards your unsuspecting boyfriend, wrapping your arms around his waist and laying your head on his back, right in between his shoulder blades. 

“What’s wrong, princess?” Sunoo glanced back at you while Jay was taking his turn. You just hummed, saying you were fine, but your hands said otherwise as they traveled down his abdomen before stopping right above his pant line.

Sunoo was quick to stop your movements, telling you that you could have him to yourself as soon as the two of you got home. You, though, had other plans, continuing to tease him with light touches or asking if you could try just to give him a glimpse of your black lace panties that lay under your miniskirt.

So it wasn’t that much of a surprise when Sunoo took the chance to bend you over the table as soon as his friends left the room to go find something else to do. His hand tightly grabbed the back of your neck as his other hand trailed down the length of your body until he got to the hem of your skirt.

“This is what you wanted, huh?” His voice had dropped an octave as his fingers slipped past the band of your underwear, feeling your slick coat his digits. You let out a sigh at the feeling of his touch, but it was soon followed by a loud whine when he landed a harsh smack on your ass cheek, leaving a red handprint behind. “You’ve gotta use your words, baby; you know only good girls get what they want.”

Your hands curled into fists underneath you as you wiggled your hips, trying to gain some kind of friction to ease the growing need in your cunt. Sunoo rolled his eyes before grabbing a hold of your hip, stilling your movements, and pressing his growing bulge right against your core. Your soft whimper fell from your parted lips as your eyes fluttered closed at the sensation, even more so when he leaned over your body, letting go of your neck to whisper in your ear.

“What did I say?” His warm breath fanned over your cheek, sending a chill down your spine; his hand that was on your neck now sat by your head. You bit your tongue as you looked back at him, but a simple push of his hips against you had you falling apart.

“Please, Sun, please.” You moaned out, pressing your hips further back into his, “fuck me, please.”

A smirk spread across Sunoo’s lips before he leaned down, pressing a series of kisses against your jaw.

“Such a good girl, begging me to fuck her on Jay’s pool table.” His hand traveled down to his zipper, quickly undoing it and pushing his pants and boxers down far enough to let his dick spring free. 

You started to grow impatient the moment he pulled your panties off of your hips, allowing them to pool around your ankles. Sunoo grabbed his cock, rubbing the tip along your slit, collecting all of your juices.

“Sunoo, please.” You whined out trying to push back into him to get him to finally put it in.

Chuckling, he lined his tip with your entrance but did not quite push in as he leaned over your body once more, “You’re gonna have to be quite pretty. I wouldn’t want the others to know how much of a slut you are now, would you?”

Then, without much of a warning, he pushed into you sharply, your slick, making it easier for him to slide in. The stretch had your eyes rolling back as a moan slipped past your parted lips. Sunoo groaned at the way you were clenching around him, desperately trying to suck him in.

“Fuck princess, you’re so tight.” Sunoo groaned once more, causing you to whine, covering your mouth to muffle your sounds as he started to move.

His pace started out slow and deep but quickly turned quick and rough as he felt you fully adjust. The sound of skin slapping filled the room, followed by the wet noises that your pussy made every time Sunoo thrusts into you.

Unable to contain your moans and whines for much longer, you started to bite your hand right under your thumb. However, Sunoo took notice. Leaning forward, he pulled your hand from your lips before replacing them with his fingers. Your eyes rolled back as he pulled you up until your back was flush with his chest, fingers pressing down on your tongue.

“You’re so close already, baby,” he let out a breathy groan, knowing he wasn’t too far behind you. Did I really make you this needy playing pool?” Sunoo teased, causing you to whine around his fingers, drool spilling from the corner of your lips.

Your fingers wrapped around his wrist as you felt your orgasm on the horizon, fingers digging into his skin. Sunoo could tell you were close, that you just needed one final push. So he moved his hand that was on your hip to your pulsing bundle of nerves, a peculiar loud squeak leaving your muffled lips as he harshly circled the button.

Your whole body started to shake as you were finally pushed over the edge, a loud moan erupting from your lungs only to be muffled by his fingers pressing down on your tongue once more. Eyes rolling back, you were sure that you had lost your vision for a split second as waves of white-hot pleasure crashed over your body.

However, Sunoo didn’t stop nor slow his movements causing you to whine against him, but he just started kissing and sucking on your neck. The feeling of his lips on your skin made your head spin, eyes fluttering close.

“I’m almost there, pretty; just wait for me.” He sighed, feeling his orgasm right on the tip of his tongue. 

You pulled his hand from your mouth, moving it to your neck, and Sunoo quickly got what you were trying to say. His larger palm wraps around your soft flesh, encasing your pretty throat easily. Your head then fell back on his shoulder as quiet whines and whimpers fell from your swollen lips.

“Cum for me, Sun, please. I want your cum so bad.” It wasn’t until then that Sunoo finally came, painting your velvet walls white with his seed.

He thrusts a few more times, riding out his high before stopping fully inside of your dripping cunt. Wrapping his arms around your midsection, holding you close to his body. His lips pressed against the side of your head as you relished in his warmth, eyes closed softly.

“Hmm, maybe we should get a pool table for the house.” He thought out loud, letting his lips latch to your neck once more, “because you sure seem to like being fucked on one.”

Your face flushed red, and you smacked his arm before telling him that you probably didn’t have the room for it anyway, to which he just chuckled and nodded, but not before getting one last say in. “I’m sure I could just fuck you against this one anyways; we’re over here all the time anyways.”

Your mind then started swirling at the thought of Sunoo fucking you all over the pool table, knowing that it belonged to Jay. Though you were sure, you wanted to find out just how many ways Sunoo could take you on the table.

@alvojake | Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, or repost any of my work

𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖗 : ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ʀᴇᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ.

[st4rymoon]

♡ 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 ♡

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎: 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 | 18+ | 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Warnings: soft dom steven, breeding kink, semi-lactation kink? Just a mention, pet names, language, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie!, talk about future kids, nipple play, handjob, teasing

𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

The sound of Stevens whimpers filled your senses as you sat on his lap, lips connected and hips grinding onto his as both you pulled at each others clothes.

You had no idea why Steven was so needy at the moment but you definitely weren’t complaining. Right when you walked threw the door he yanked you onto his lap and began to mutter sweet praises.

You’ve never seen him so worked up before, whatever it is you had a feeling you’d be enjoying it. “Wanna be a daddy love, make me one yeah?” he whimpered.

You pulled back softly, hands cupping his cheeks in surprise “a dad? You can ask better than that” you hummed. You tangled your hand into his hair and yanked a chunk of it, causing his head to fly back and mouth to open slightly “say it, you wanna fuck a baby into me” you moaned against his lips.

“I do I do. Wanna fuck you until your full of cum, I need everyone to know what I did to my pretty little wife for her to be plump and round with our baby” Steven was practically shaking as he spoke, your tongues tasting each other hungrily as you both fought for dominance.

You let Steven take control, he was more than pleased with your actions. His hand softly snaked onto the nape of your neck, his lips peppering soft kisses onto your jaw and down to your colar bone.

“Im the luckiest man alive you know that? I love you so damn much” he huffed as he sloppily kissed you, his hand kept you pinned onto his lips. “Steven…” you sighed as he licked a stride up your neck, his soft lips and light stubble making chills run down your body.

His fingers found your zipper with no trouble, his hands cuffing the cloth and pulling them down your legs. Steven let out a soft whimper as he noticed the small wet spot on your panties, he loved knowing he made you feel this way.

Your eyes closed shut in bliss as the tip of his fingers brushed against your clothed clit. Steven watched you in admiration as your face contorted in pleasure. A low hum vibrated threw his body as he slowly pulled your panties down and threw them onto the ground.

You were just in a tank top now, your nipples perked through the thin cloth. His lips latched onto your clothed nipple, his tongue circled your perked nipple as he tugged his sweats off in need.

“Please Steven” you moaned as you felt his cock slap onto your stomach. Pre cum coated the top of his cock as your hand wrapped around him, softly jerking him and thumbing his tip “you’ll be the best daddy Steven. I can imagine you running around with them, reading them books.” You cooed.

Steven groaned at your words, he closed his eyes and threw his head back as your lips latched onto his neck. So much for him being in control.

You played with him a bit more. You sunk your teeth softly onto his neck, leaving purple love bites all over him as he bucked up into your hand. “Hands on my shoulders” Steven tried his best for it to sound dominant but it came out more like a beg.

You did as he said and let him take control again. Steven hugged you onto his chest, lifting you up and nudging his cock into your tight hole. Both of you let out a sigh of relief as he slid into your warm cunt.

Steven began to buck his hips painfully slow, he was taking his time to work you up just so he could hear you get impatient. He loved hearing you scold him for teasing.

He let out heavy breaths onto your chest as he buried his cock into you, sliding in and out at a pace to make you whine. “Steven don’t tease” you cried as you clenched around him. He chuckled at your tone but complied with your request.

He began to pick up the pace, allowing you to feel him filling all of your senses as he fucked himself into you. His heavy slams filled the room with loud wet sounds of your pussy taking his cock. Your wetness spilled past the sides of his cock and fell right onto his lap.

It was a complete mess as he spread your cheeks, allowing him to fuck you deeper as his arms kept you in place. You were far from quiet at this point, eyes rolled back and pussy clenched around him in need as he nudged your sweet spot.

Your nails dug into his back as your breath began to quicken. You couldn’t bare the way he felt inside you, the feeling of every inch and vein of his cock sliding in and out of your gummy walls.

Steven on the other hand, was in complete bliss. He felt like he could go on for hours. “Feel so good darling fuc- love it so fucking much” he seethed as he felt your pussy gushing around him.

The room filled with your loud moans all the while Steven kept up his mission. He would make you his completely.

His eyes closed shut as he imagined your plump tits full of milk. He couldn’t wait for the day you were laying on your back and letting him fuck your perfect plump tits.

Stevens eyes fluttered open, watching as you shook above him, clinging and whining onto his neck as his pace began to get sloppy. His hips carelessly slammed into you as he held your hips down onto his.

Your name spilled out of his lips as he finally filled your cunt with his seed. Steven kept fucking into you, not letting up as he overstimulated the both of you.

You could feel him spilling out of you as his cock messily slammed into your bred cunt. ”fuckk fuck… love you darling, love you with everything I have in me” he cried.

Steven stayed buried in you for god knows how long. Both of you were fully aware this wouldn’t be the last round tonight.

[faithshouseofchaos]

Hi, I wanted to ask you if you can write about how dilfs suck breasts (Kimi Raikkonen, Fernando Alonso, Mark Webber, Nico Rosberg). I will be glad if you write a work in this format, but if you can't write it, then there's nothing wrong with that, because I understand that it's a little awkward. 😅😅😅

A/n — I think @norrisleclercf1 did something similar but I can’t find it 😭 also I tried my best.

Warnings— smut slightly suggestive public sex?

Word count 1k

Drivers — Kimi raikkonen Nico rosberg Fernando Alonso mark webber

Nico Rosberg

Nico was a cheeky bastard. He always loved your breasts before and after you had kids. He was obsessed with them; he was just a simple man after all, a simple man who had his wife all to himself for the weekend with no children around. He couldn’t help himself when he woke up and saw that your shirt had slightly risen revealing your stomach. Smiling to himself as he slowly lifted the shirt revealing your stomach and breast Nico smiled again and kissed your stomach up to your breast. Nico knew you were awake when he felt your hand tug at his soft blonde hair at the base of his neck. Nico smiled when he felt you play with his hair and he looked up at you. “Good morning, darling,” he said, giving you another kiss on your stomach. He continued to kiss his way up to your breast. “The kids being gone makes this much easier, huh?” Feeling his lips against your skin gives you chills. You ran your fingers through his hair, tugging at it slightly as he spoke. “Yes, it does,” you replied breathlessly, unable to form a coherent sentence as his lips moved up your body. Nico noticed the way you reacted and it made him smirk. He knew exactly what he was doing to you and he loved it. “You look a little flustered,” he teased, his lips now hovering over your breast. “And whose fault is that?” you responded with a hint of sarcasm in your tone. You arched your back slightly, silently begging for more. Nico chuckled at your response, pleased with himself that he had such an effect on you. He noticed your arching back and took it as an invitation to continue. He continued to kiss your breast, his lips lingering on your skin. A soft moan escaped your lips as you felt his stubble against your skin. You pulled at his hair a little bit harder, encouraging him to keep going. “Nico…” you breathed, your voice laced with desire. “Don’t worry sweetheart I'll take care of you” Nico says, taking one of your nipples and begins sucking on it while fondling the other. “Mmm Nico” you moaned, tugging at his hair a little harder. “I always take care of you, my darling,” he replied, his voice a low growl. He loved hearing his name on your lips, especially when he was pleasuring you like this. Nico was a simple man, a simple man who loved your breast.

Fernando Alonso

Fernando loved it when you tried on lingerie for him and he loved buying them for you. This time Fernando had found an Aston Martin green set that he was dying to know what you would look like in it. Nando was giddy when he handed you the bag and lightly pushed you into the bathroom telling you to try it on. Fernando watched as you went into the bathroom, his excitement growing with each passing moment. He could barely contain himself, imagining how you would look in the revealing green lingerie. He leaned against the wall, waiting patiently for you to come out. After a few minutes, you stepped out of the bathroom wearing the green lingerie. The material hugged your curves in all the right places, making you feel sexy and confident. Fernando's eyes widened as he took in the sight of you. He let out a low whistle, clearly pleased with his selection. "You look stunning," he said, his voice filled with desire. He couldn't take his eyes off of you, his gaze roaming over your body. "Come here, mi amor." You walked over to him, your hips swaying with each step. You could feel his gaze burning into you, and it only heightened your desire. "You like it?" you asked coyly, biting your lip. "Like it? I love it," Fernando replied, his eyes never leaving your body. He reached out and pulled you closer to him, his hands sliding over the silk fabric. "You have no idea what you do to me, cariño." You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing yourself against him. You could feel his heart racing against yours, the heat between you building. "Then show me," you whispered, your voice a sultry challenge. Fernando didn't need to be told twice. In one swift motion, he scooped You up in his arms and carried you to the bed. He gently laid you down on the sheets and climbed on top of you, his body pressing against yours. His lips found your neck, kissing and biting at your sensitive skin. You felt a shiver run down your spine as his mouth trailed down your body, his hands roaming over every inch of you. You tangled your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, needing more. "Mmm, Fernando..." "I've got you, mi amor," he whispered in between kisses. He continued his path down your body, his mouth mapping out every curve and contour. He slowly removed the laci green lingerie, taking his time to appreciate each piece of clothing as it was tossed aside. Returning his attention to your breast which he kissed and marked. "You're so perfect," he breathed, his lips attached to your breast. He took his time, showering your breast with kisses and gentle suckles, his tongue teasing and tantalizing your sensitive flesh. You arched your back and let out a soft moan, pleasure coursing through your body. "Please, Nando," you pleaded, your hands gripping his shoulders. Fernando chuckled against your skin, enjoying the effect he was having on you. "Patience, cariño," he murmured, his lips moving to the other breast. He repeated the same slow, torturous process, relishing the sounds of pleasure escaping from your lips.

Mark Webber

You sat on Mark's lap, his hands on your hips as he kissed you pulling you closer to him. It was the kind of kiss that was hot and needy, the kind that made you desperate for more. Mark broke the kiss tilting his head up slightly to look at you “can I take this off?” Mark asked, playing with the hem of your shirt. You nodded eagerly, your breath coming in short gasps as the need for him grew. "Yes, please," you said, your voice thick with desire. You lifted your arms, allowing him to pull your shirt over your head, leaving you exposed to his hungry gaze. Mark's eyes roamed over your body as he tossed your shirt away, his hands immediately returning to your hips. He pulled you closer, your bare skin now pressed against his. "God, you're beautiful," he murmured, his lips finding their way to your neck. You arched your back at the feeling of his mouth on your sensitive skin, your fingers digging into his shoulders. "Mark..." you breathed, your voice a mixture of a moan and a plea. You could feel his growing desire pressed against you, his body's reaction to yours only adding to the already intense moment. Mark groaned at the sound of your voice, his hands gripping your hips tighter. He nipped and sucked at your neck, leaving a trail of love bites in his wake. "You drive me crazy, you know that?" he muttered against your skin, his lips moving down to your collarbone to your breasts. You gasped as he reached your chest, your body arching into his touch. "I could say the same about you," you managed to reply, your brain fuzzy with pleasure. You tangled your fingers in his hair, holding him against you, as his lips and tongue worked their magic on your sensitive flesh. Mark let out a low growl as you tugged on his hair, the sensation only fueling his desire. He switched his attention to your other breast, giving it the same amount of attention as the first. His hands roamed over your body, touching and caressing every inch of skin he could reach, sucking , biting and kissing.

Kimi raikkonen

Kimi Raikkonen was a man of few words, but his actions spoke louder than any words ever could. When it came to loving you, he was always passionate and there was no doubt about that and you weren’t complaining. Kimi had just won his first world championship with Ferrari and he was high on adrenaline and he was sticky with champagne. You were at the after-party with him, surrounded by the noise and cheering of the other drivers and team members. Kimi had a wide smile on his face, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He grabbed you by the waist, pulling you close to him. "Come here, love," he said, his voice low and raspy. You willingly followed him, your heart racing as his grip on you was strong and possessive. He led you into a quieter area, away from the crowd. The minute you were alone, he pushed you against the wall, his body pressed against yours. "You look so beautiful tonight," he breathed against your skin, his lips finding their way to your neck. "I've been wanting to get you alone all night." You shivered at the feeling of his mouth on your skin, your head tilting back to give him better access. "You took your time," you teased, your own hands exploring the expanse of his chest. Kimi chuckled at your comment, his lips ghosting over your collarbone. "I was trying to be gentlemanly," he replied, his hands sliding down to your hips. "But you make it very difficult to behave." You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as he caressed your hips. “You don’t have to be polite with me,” you said, your voice sultry. “I like it when you’re a little rough.” Kimi’s eyes darkened at your words, a low growl escaping his lips. “Be careful what you wish for,” he said, his mouth moving up to your earlobe. “Once I get started, I won’t be able to stop.” You could feel the heat rising between you, your body responding to his touch and his words. “That’s exactly what I want,” you breathed, your own hands roaming down his body. “I don’t want you to stop.” Kimi groaned pulling you into the bathroom where he lifted you up and set you down on the counter. Kimi then pulled your shirt and bra off his lips now on your breast. You gasped as he lifted you onto the counter, your body arching towards him instinctively. You could feel his body pressed against you, his hands roaming over your bare skin. "Kimi..." you breathed, your voice a mix of excitement and anticipation. Kimi’s lips latched onto your breast, his mouth and tongue working their magic. He was hungry and determined, his movements rough and yet, somehow, still reverent. He clearly wanted to show you just how much he appreciated you and Wanted to make you dizzy with pleasure. Your fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close to you as you surrendered to his touch. "Oh, Kimi..." you gasped, your head falling back against the mirror behind you.

[wriothesleybear]

Nsfw alphabet for our bby Wriothesley

~a/n: Been holding off on doing this one for a while now but finally finished. I had a bad week so enjoy some smut. I think I plan to make another separate post explaining further about his kinks like I did with his favorite sex positions. Credit to @/multi-fandom-imagine for nsfw alphabet template. I did alter it a bit for my post though.

~warnings: mentions of sex, kinks, aftercare, fem!reader, MDNI!

A= Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): ofc the king of aftercare! This man will bring you tea, massage your muscles, pamper your body with kisses (especially the bite marks, hickeys, etc.), give you a nice warm bath, and praise you with sweet words. Literally will do anything you request of him. He is a giving lover and he wants to make sure you feel loved and are taken care of (especially if it was a long love making session or a little rough).

B= Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's): Everything (cheesy, I know). Nah, but if he had to pick one, your hands. He loves the way they feel on his skin. The way they gently trace his scars (also your lips). How they cup his face when you pull him into a kiss. How they comb through his hair strands. How they rub his back when he needs the comfort after a nightmare or bad day. His favorite body part on himself is either his arms or mouth. Arms due to his strength. Mouth due to him being good with it and making you feel intense pleasure by it.

C= Cum (anything to do with cum basically): Cums lots when he does. Warm, sticky, and a bit bitter and salty. Will kiss you even with his cum in your mouth (snowballing). He thinks its hot. Will also eat you out after cumming inside you.

D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): Even though his favorite body part of yours is your hands, his second favorite is your tits. Loves to grope them, suck on them (a lot), rest his head on them when relaxing, and even cumming on them. Although he usually cums inside you or on your stomach, when he came on your tits for the first time, the view of your fucked out expression, chest heaving while trying to catch your breath as his cum decorates your tits..fuck.. immediately made him hard again. If you asked him if you could give him a tit job, he'd just cum right on the spot. He secretly wishes you would ask him..

E= Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing): Im gonna go with the headcanon that he doesn't have much given he's been in prison most of his life and I feel like he is careful with who he gives himself to/who he trusts so it wouldn't be a surprise that he is careful with who he sleeps with. He takes that seriously and has to have a deep connection with someone before doing anything with them. So I could see him as not really experienced. He is a quick learner tho ;)

F= Favorite position: Made a whole post about it right here.

G= Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.): He's chill so a little bit of both. He wouldn't mind if you were silly in bed but usually takes it somewhat seriously because it's special when you two have sex. He is likely to tease you as well and enjoys making you smile and laugh so he's okay with it.

H= Hair (grooming habits): Average. Has a bush but keeps it trimmed for you. Matches his hair color and highlights.

I= Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect, etc.): Mostly romantic but can get a bit rough/dirty if you want him to. It can be a combination of both.

J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often): He doesn't need to since he has you but of course when either you or him are busy and can't see one another for a while, he would jack off if he really needed to. Always jacks off while imagining you touching him, using memories from previous sessions, or imagining what he wants to do with you once you see each other again. He can't help getting turned on when he thinks about you and misses you.

K= Kink (one or more of their kinks): Breeding, praising, squirting, pussyeating, some degradation, dirty talk, bondage, bdsm, blindfolding, edging, overstimulation, orgasm control, mutual masturbation, roleplay, cockwarming, doming and subbing, spanking, biting, snowballing.

L= Location (favorite place to do the deed): Usually in the privacy of his office or the safety of your home. Ngl, you both have done quickies in the dark corners of the fortress because you guys just couldn't wait. But he prefers his office or in your guys' home the most.

M= Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): You don't have to do much. That's how much he loves you. Especially if it's been a while since you've seen each other. Just seeing you makes him want to kiss you. When you give him that soft look with that kind, gentle smile of yours. And when you do things for him, even small things that mean a lot to him, man, he just wants to pounce on you and show you how much you mean to him.

N= No (something they wouldn't do, turnoffs): Hurting you. Yes, he'll do consensual bites, the gentle hand around the neck with light squeezing (not exactly choking per say), pounding, slight degradation, etc. but if it really hurts you, he refuses to, even if you ask him. He saves the hurting for the ring or unruly prisoners who get out of line.

O= Oral (preference in receiving or giving, skill, etc.): He likes both but really likes giving. If we're talking about my Pussydrunk!Wrio, he can cum just from eating you out and can go down on you for hours. Wouldn't mind you sucking his cock but, god, just sit on his face please. Even though he may lack in experience, man is blessed and knows how to eat pussy with little practice.

P= Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): He loves taking his time (even though it can be hard sometimes), but he has good self-control and wants to pamper you and enjoy all of you as long as he can. He will do quickies sometimes though. He can last a long time. He's got that stamina..

Q= Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): Usually likes taking his time, but will do quickies if you two don't have much time and he just really needs you. So quickies are okay with him, given the circumstances.

R= Risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): He's chill so he'd usually be open if you want to try something new. Unless it goes against his turnoffs.

S= Stamina (how many rounds can they go, how long do they last): Damn, strap in for a long ride. He's a boxer. Of course he's got a lot of stamina. He can't stop with just one round. At least 3 or 4, but can do more. Rounds are mostly long since he likes to take his time.

T= Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves): Wouldn't be closed to the idea of using sex toys, either for you or him. Would probably prefer on you. Just the thought of watching you come undone and lose yourself in pleasure while he holds a vibrator to your clit, making you overstimulated and squirt even (he loves making you do that).

U= Unfair (how much they like to tease): Enjoys teasing you sometimes, especially if you're busy doing something. Same goes for him. If you tease him while he's busy with paperwork, the wait will be worth it. But it does get on his nerves when you're teasing him and he's about ready to just take you, but then something comes up like a subordinate interrupts because they need his attention for something or a prisoner is acting up. He always waits for the subordinate to go on ahead and tells them that he will join them in a few, just so he can hang back and give you a few long, deep, passionate kisses while holding you close. Just a little something to keep you both satisfied in the meantime and something to look forward to later.

V= Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make): He's mostly normal volume but can be slightly loud if it feels too good and it's been a while. Especially if you like him to be more vocal, he will for you. Mostly grunts and moans. Sometimes curses, usually teases you or encourages/praises/guides you with sweet words. He just likes to hear your beautiful moans and cries so he knows how good he's making you feel. Plus it turns him on more hearing you cry in pleasure from his cock or mouth.

W= Wild card (random headcanon): Although he's usually the dominate one in bed and the one who is in control, he loves when you take the reins every once in a while. Tie him up, use his handcuffs on him, blindfold him, ride him, edge him, overstimulate him. Just take control of him and dominate him. He loves a woman in charge and a confident woman who knows what she wants.

X= X-ray (let's see what's going on in those pants): Mmm. Thick, uncut, 9' cock. A few veins covering his cock with a large one on the underside. Sensitive there and the head of his cock the most.

Y= Yearning (how high is their sex drive): Normal to low high. Has good self-control and is busy with work sometimes. But if it's been a while, it might be a little bit harder for him to hold back.

Z= Zzzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): He doesn't go to sleep until he makes sure you're taken care of. He also stays up a bit after you've fallen asleep, just admiring you and your beautiful features. He pats your hair or rubs your back as he smiles and holds you close. Sometimes peppers you with kisses or whispering sweet words to you even though you're probably asleep.

[partycatty]

Hiee! I love the way you write bi han. When i read new tricks i IMMEDIATELY ascended. The depression i got when i finished reading them was tragic…

Me thirsting: I really wanna make out wit that man, like… imagine a situation where all you do is stare at him and hope he telepathically gets what you wanna do, but he just ignores you cause he dunno know how to initiate that shit 💀 he just needs a little push per say! Maybe one day you decide enough is enough and you sit your happy ass right down on his lap and bat your lashes at him like a menace 💕

ps: i hope u don’t mind me yapping… ik cage is your man, i apologize 😔🙏🏾

bi-han > see me now

notes: i've noticed i've kinda diverted my attention to other mk boys lately... namely raiden, kuai liang, bi-han and liu kang... so this works perfectly for me...

[ masterlist ]

• bi-han was a common victim to your teasing, particularly because it would render him entirely speechless and still. for a man that tends to rant about glory and strength, you shut him up like nothing else.

• it was really hard to ignore the fact that you were super into each other, the air thick and tension high when you two were in each other's presence. his brothers would roll their eyes as their grandmaster stands dead-still, as if you had the ability to sense fear when you'd bat your eyelashes his way.

• he can't go to anyone for advice. what, he's gonna talk about his feelings? like a loser? no. real ninjas let emotions fester.

• which brings us to where we are now

• bi-han sat at his desk, physically straining himself to focus on the scroll in front of him when he sees your presence in the doorway. shit, he recognized your footsteps down the hall the moment you were in earshot.

• trying to act as if you weren't shitting your own pants at the thought of your plan, you plant your ass on his desk, sitting and dangling your feet from the wooden furniture with a singsong look about you.

• the silence is so thick is almost halts your breathing. his stone-cold face makes you wonder if this was a bad idea in hindsight, at least, until his lips part to speak.

• "what are you doing?" a simple question, really, but the answer was completely lost on you. thinking back, you didn't actually have a plan. what did you expect to happen? this is bi-han we're talking about.

• "sitting," you reply with your nose high, looking down at him like his question was idiotic.

• "on my desk?" another long silence hurts your ears as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "what do you want." his question sounded less like a question and more like an annoyed statement. then again, everything he says sounds annoyed.

• "what's your deal?" you ask your questions in such a light tone, bi-han feels more obligated to feel threatened. "do you like me or not?"

• clearly this isn't getting far. "what?"

• you huff and decide it was now or never. sliding from his desk, you saunter your way around and swing one leg over his thighs, then the other. his hands shoot out to support you, right on the plush skin of the outside of your thighs. bi-han's eyes are wide.

• "you see me now?" you try to sound triumphant past your nerves, looking up at the ninja through your lashes. "always so afraid to look at me. you're not subtle, grandmaster."

• forced to face you, his gruff words feel choked as they come out. "i don't—"

• "yes you do," you smile, albeit a little wickedly as you shift on his lap, making a cold breath slip past his lips.

• "what are you getting at?" he seems eager to end this, to cool his heated temperature.

• you hum in thought before wrapping your arms around his neck. "i want you to kiss me."

• "now?"

• you roll your eyes at his chipping resolve, tugging him in by the back of his head. both of your eyes wander across each other's expressions before bi-han hesitantly meets his lips with yours. as expected, they have a bit of a chill as he makes contact, but even still you feel him melt into the touch, gripping harder on your thighs to ground himself.

• you only get a moment to pull away and breathe, relishing in taking what you wanted from the hard ass grandmaster. the triumph is short lived when he thrusts his head back in, connecting his lips with yours with more fervor after successfully testing the waters.

• he's hungry, craving more of what he sampled after successfully tearing down this stupid barrier he put up. god, your taste drives him wild as his hands guide your hips along his, grinding with hard pressure.

• it becomes open-mouthed and messy rather quickly, bi-han's hands wandering up from your thighs to your waist, the touch making you shiver and gasp as he uses the opportunity to lick his tongue into your mouth, completely absorbing every whimper you give.

• your hands snake into his hair, deepening the kiss when you snag a fistful of his dark locks, and he groans into your mouth just as the tie falls loose. strands litter his face and swirl about, you hadn't even noticed they were wavy from how often he keeps his hair up.

• the want for more is overpowered by your critical thinking skills. "weren't you busy?"

• bi-han shakes his head slightly, jumping up from his chair and bringing you with him. instinctively, your thighs clasp around his middle, holding his shoulders as he shamelessly uses your ass to hold you up. you're slid onto the desk as various items clatter and fall to the floor, his hard body fitting perfectly between your legs as he reaches forward to kiss you again, chasing your lips when you pull away.

• "it can wait."

[fawnfictions]

i know there’s a lot of this same prompt on this app but i love your writing and i would love to see it from you <33

OK!! Macaque and Wukong with a gender natural reader which simply LOVES their fur and gets really clingy on their tail and ear(s for macaque :3), treating them like a literal plushie

monkie plush!

— wukong & macaque, gn!reader

i feel the need to personally apologise for how many months it took for me to post this <//3 i've been SO SLOW recently,, i can't guarantee i'll be getting any faster, either

heheuwudhhey!! none of u should worry about sending me an ask with a 'common' prompt—just because someone else has done it before, doesn't mean i won't want to write it!!! i like giving ppl my own opinion on these sorts of headcanons LOL

;; fluff, fluff, and more fluff!! (+mention of something more spicy, but nothing explicit)...

WUKONG

- he RELISHES in any affection you give him, and he isn't afraid to show it.

- you'll come up behind him, embrace him while rubbing your face in his fur, and he will MELT.

- leans back into your arms, wrapping his tail around you to pull you even closer; and, if you're listening closely, you might hear quiet purring.

- honestly, he'll do the same to you — compared to monkey hair, human hair is VERY soft and feels very nice :3

- cuddles between you two are just constantly rubbing your faces in each others hair.

- i can also imagine that his tail would be sensitive, as most monkey's tails are...

- be careful, though, because certain areas of his tail are more sensitive than others — you may run into a situation you didn't mean to...

- ...ANYWAYS

- while i can imagine him being the big spoon a majority of the time, he could TOTALLY be a little spoon.

- he enjoys being able to hold YOU, since he likes feeling in control, and as if he's protecting you, but he'll happily sit back and let you cuddle him.

- play with his hair, twirl his tail, brush him...

- tbh, the other monkeys would probably join you a lot, interpreting it as a grooming session.

- me and the boys [monkeys], grooming each other on a sunday morning.

- he will complain, though, if you don't let him cuddle YOU sometimes.

- you two are almost sickening with the amount of PDA you show; cue MK pretending to puke in the background, but Wukong does have SOME decency, and will get a little embarrassed if you take it too far.

- if you're both out in public, chilling in Megapolis or something, and you start rubbing your face in his fur and cooing at him? he'll go red pretty quickly, and shyly respond with small affections in an attempt to sate your clinginess for now.

- this especially goes for being around people he feels the need to keep a reputation up with — like, the brotherhood, although most of them would laugh it off, they'll tease him for it at some point, or anyone from the celestial realm.

- he'll make it up to you later with plenty of cuddles, but for now? he's gotta look cool and tough in front of lil' old Nezha /j

MACAQUE

- hes touch starved as hell (we all know it).

- BUT he gets shy when it comes to affection, but he's hypocritical about it...

- constantly drapes himself over your shoulders, resting his head on top of your own when he gets the chance, etc etc.

- however, if you DARE even try to hug him, he's gonna get real nervous.

- doesn't know how to properly relax at your touch; he may not exactly move away from you, but he won't lean into it (at first).

- this especially goes for PDA – he loves you, but not now; he's gotta look cool and mysterious at all times.

- if you're with people that he lets his guard down around, he'll be a bit more playful with you.

- he notices you attempting to sneak behind him for a cuddle attack? next thing you know, theres a familiar cape-covered arm thrown over your shoulder, blocking your affection with his own with a teasing smile.

- he IS different when in private, though !!

- more willing to give in to your touches, but it is clear that he's unsure how to feel about it.

- after a while, though, i feel that he would learn to find a lot of comfort in your hands ?

- like, if he's had a rough day, he'll probably seek you out to be showered in affection,, in a way, it makes him feel very loved and worthy.

- he's such a little spoon too, i'm sorry LOL

- but he has his confident days, just ask and he'll be happy to be the one holding you instead.

- it took a while for him to be comfortable with normal affection, yeah? well, it's gonna take even LONGER for him to be comfortable with touching his ears, let alone losing the glamour on them.

- the day he lets his glamour down around you, is the day he's decided that you're stuck with him forever, sorry to break it to you...

- his ears are VERY sensitive, so please be careful, he's very cautious with you touching them.

- but he'll never admit how nice it feels for you to massages his ears, especially with how much stress they give him from the loud noises in the city (not that you can't tell, he's practically melted into your lap and would ABSOLUTELY be purring if he could).

- overall, it takes time, and he won't ever be fully comfortable with PDA, but he's a big softie in private <3

[awritessomething]

𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤| pierre gasly x fem!reader

part one requests

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | As winter break started, Pierre found himself unable to stay away from his favorite reporter.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | smut, cheating, swearing, oral f!receiving, doggystyle, protected sex, dom!pierre, sub!reader, hair pulling, spanking, needy!pierre, handjob, phone sex(?), masturbation m!receiving, not much buildup, no aftercare.

With it being only such a short amount of time into winter break, Pierre had not expected himself to be yearning for his favorite reporter friend. His time away from her during the season was always tolerable as they had their sessions almost scheduled. After each race.

Yet what was to happen with no races? They hadn’t been participating in their affair for long enough to know. Now, Pierre was thirsting for her. It was embarrassing how often he found himself checking her socials to see new pictures of her that could possibly hold him off until February. Of course, that did not work.

Pierre spent what felt like an eternity holding himself off from texting her. Almost every night he found himself thrusting up into his one hehe, his phone in the other as he looked at her Instagram pictures from the summer.

He found some sort of release in shoving his cock into his girlfriend and tuning out her moans to imagine the other woman’s. That only worked for so long though. Eventually, as expected, he ended up calling her up. His girlfriend was out of town just for a little while. A day or two.

He was in her voicemails, begging for her to pick up. Each voicemail was nastier.

“Hey, it’s me. Wanna come over?” He sounded slightly out of breath. That was the short content on the first voicemail.

“It’s me again. Please call me back, I needa hear or see you.” His voice was almost whiny. He was all but begging for her attention.

“Please- I cant last all winter break without that pretty pussy. Come over. My girlfriend is out of town.” Now the soft squelching sound of his hand against his cock could be heard. Eventually she called him back and just the soft greeting that she muttered made him spray his cum up onto his abdomen and chest.

She promised to come over and as promised, she did. Wearing a pair of very loose sweatpants, a t-shirt, and some lingerie beneath, she drove to his house. She pulled up about a block away and walked, the hood of her jacket going over her head. Her hands were shoved into her jacket, only removing them to text him to say she had arrived.

Pierre nearly dragged her through the door, desperately grabbing at her hips. She bit her lip and came inside, pushing her jacket off of her body and letting it fall by the door. The next thing to go was her shirt. Pierre was only in a thin pair of boxers. In his opinion, she was wearing far too much.

Her hands were on Pierre’s chest, but let him push them off as he shoved her onto the couch, apparently too impatient to take her to the bedroom. Pierre dropped to his knees, ripping off her sweatpants. Her breath hitched as her legs trembled slightly from the slight chill.

Pierre’s eyes widened momentarily at the sight of the lingerie she wore for him. Neither of them could really breathe. He forced himself to breathe. Her hands went to his hair, making him look up at her. His hips bucked forwards, connecting briefly with part of the couch. He let out a strangled moan but then lurched forwards. His teeth nipped at the fabric of the panties, dragging them off.

“Cant believe it’s only been 3 weeks. Missed this so much.” Pierre muttered as his hands gripped her hips and tugged him to his face. Her eyes widened and her grip tightened on his hair. Her hips bucked up and her clit hit his nose.

Pierre’s tongue danced along her folds, teasing the hole of her pussy before beginning to press into it. She squirmed on the couch, moaning out the French man’s name. His fingers dug into the skin of her hips, not allowing her to squirm any longer. Her hands loosened on his hair, unable to even think enough to try anything.

His tongue pushed its way into her hole and swirled for a moment, taking in as much of her essence as possible before retracting and having it move back up to her clit. His lips locked on the pulsing bundle of nerves, sucking at it desperately. Her eyes landed on his face and she saw how he seemed to be on a whole other planet. His nose was pressed against the hood of her clit, tongue swirling over her clit.

For just a short second, she was able to think coherent thoughts. She focused on what he was doing with his tongue. The shapes were unfamiliar. Not circular or star-like like how most men would do it. Pierre was doing something else. Her head fell back in pleasure as she tried to think of what he was doing.

P

That was the first thing that she was able to catch onto. The letter didn’t make her think of much seeing as she could hardly even think as it was.

I

Nothing. The short line on her clit didn’t make her tiny of anything again. Pierre looked up at her now as he continued to work on her sex.

E

Now she was catching on. Pie? There was a very slim chance that he was doing just the dessert at such a time.

R

R

E

Pierre. Pierre had spelled his name on her clit. She twitched under his touch and desperately pushed his face away from her pussy. His brows knit together in complete and utter confusion. That had never before. He glanced up at her.

“You ok?” Pierre asked, pressing a soft kiss to her clit before straightening up.

“Don’t wanna cum on your tongue.” She whispered. His breath hitched. His hands gripped back onto her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. For a moment, all that could be heard was the creak of the bed as she was yanked so she was on her hands and knees. Pierre pushed a hand into her hair and pulled back, bending her almost in half.

“Jus’ on my cock, hm?” He breathed against her ear. She let out a dirty moan from the sound and feeling of his voice on her skin. He scoffed at the sound and his other hand was brought down onto her ass. She jolted forwards and cried his name.

“Pierre!” She gasped, legs trembling as a red mark was visible on her ass cheek now. He gripped it with the same hand, knuckles going white. He reached over her and grabbed one of the condoms he had set on the headboard of his bed. He slipped it onto his cock with ease.

“Patience.” He growled. He shoved two fingers into her cunt, fingering her for just a moment before he used her wetness as lube. Jerking himself off for only a short second, he pushed inside. She nearly collapsed from the feeling of being filled right to the brim for the first time in weeks. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Pierre yanked her hair again, using her hair to pull her back to meet his thrusts.

Each thrust was deep and rough, her ass moving from the force. He watched where her body moved and moved one hand to grip onto her waist. His grip was bruising, but there was no complaints. There was absolutely no way that neither were going to last very long. It had been a while since either got laid.

Pierre’s hold on her hair tightened slightly. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head from the roughness of the man. Neither cared that it was wrong that they were doing this. All that Pierre could think of was how good it felt to have her walls around him again. All that she could think of was how good it felt to have him slamming against her g-spot with each thrust.

“Pierre…” her voice came out choked. His lips were against her neck, nipping at the skin that would surely be covered by her hair or just about any shirt.

“What is it?” He breathed against her skin. Her back arched from the feeling of his hot breath against her ear.

“‘m gonna cum.” She whined. He groaned right into her ear and then leaned back. His thrusts were harder and deeper now. Pierre let go of her hair and put both hands on her hips, forcing her to move back to meet his thrusts. Each one knocked every little bit of air from her lungs. In any other situation, it would be terrifying, but not now.

His grunts were deeper and more frequent at this point. He was nearing his finish. One hand moved to go underneath her, toying with her clit. It only took a quick pinch to make her cry his name and cum around his cock. Her velvety walls tightened impossibly around him, squeezing his cock through the thin condom. With a guttural groan, Pierre also finished.

“Fuck… that was so good.” Pierre groaned as he pulled out of her. Both of them shook just momentarily, but then he immediately went to pull off the condom and get back into his boxers.

“You feeling better?” She asked, head tilting as she could still see his cock hard in his boxers. Pierre nodded.

“Much. Thanks for coming over.” Pierre thanked her now. She gave a small smile.

“Yeah.” She shrugged. Pierre sat back down beside her. She was putting

“Still hard?” She asked as she was putting on her clothes again, tugging on the sweatpants and her t-shirt. Pierre glanced down at the bulge in his boxers.

“It happens when you’re here.” He said as if it was the most normal thing ever. She shrugged and reached down into his boxers, starting to stroke his cock slowly. “Ah- wait, what are you doing?”

“Taking care of it.”

Her hand moved quickly after a moment of just warming him up. Pierre’s head fell back and he gripped onto the sheets, biting his lip to stay quiet. His cock was sensitive from his previous orgasm. His abs flexed and his hips thrusted up. Pierre’s face was scrunched up in pleasure as he was already trying to fight back his orgasm, which was approaching at an embarrassing rate.

Pierre’s hand touched her wrist, attempting to push her hand away.

“Too- too fast.” He groaned. His eyes screwed shut. She pulled her hand away from him to stop and look at him, concerned.

“I’m sorry. Are you ok?” Pierre was now scrambling to get her hands back on him. She took half a second to think. He wasn’t asking her to stop or anything, he was just talking to himself about how fast his orgasm was approaching.

She continued stroking his cock. Pierre’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. She looked from his cock up to his eyes. Pierre had never been so needy, but he was looking absolutely flawless like this. His cheeks were flushed and his lips were red from biting them.

Pierre’s hips bucked up a few times, fucking himself into her fist, and then he came. His cum sprayed up on his abdomen and chest. She let out a soft gasp and smiled as she watched him writhe.

A few more strokes was all it took, but then she pulled her hand away from him. He took a moment to catch his breath.

“Thanks.” Pierre grumbled again and pulled his boxers on again, reaching over to his nightside and grabbed a tissue, wiping his cum off of his chest. She nodded once again, then wiped off her own hands.

“See you in a few weeks.” She said as she stood up and stretched her arms over her head. Pierre watched her.

“Bye.” Pierre gave her a wave and then she left. Both knew that neither would be able to stay away from each other for that long.

[jupiter-va]

Omg I also never thought of Abby with a gun play thing but now it has me thinking thoughts as well…I need to hear yours!!

Okay I've had a nap and I'm a bit more energized so here we go. These are SFW and NSFW btw (This got long I'm sorry, also, I'm better at dirty talking than I am at writing about sex lol)

✧˖° ‧Abby and her Guns ✧˖°

CW: talks of guns/consensual gunplay, mean!abby, degradation (kinda)

||MDNI

❥I completely agree with the ask I got earlier saying that Abby has sort of a fixation on them. Not in a weird way, she just kinda likes knowing how they work, how each part connects to the other, etc.

❥I'm not much of a gun girly, but I am southern and a lot of people I know have guns so based on my limited knowledge, I think her gun of choice is like a hybrid of a Glock and another pistol, can't recall the name (canonically, it's just called the "Military Pistol" in the game, correct me if I'm wrong but that's what it looks like). But I'm thinking she like's compact pistols for everyday use in general cus they're smaller than a full sized handgun, but they pack a punch and are easy to conceal which is useful for obvious reasons

❥I imagine she keeps them in the best condition she possibly can, of course she does, she needs them almost daily

❥It's one day when she's taking guns apart and cleaning them that you notice just how good she looks doing it. She looks good doing everything, but with this, the look of concentration on her face, combined with how swiftly she takes them apart and puts them back together without fumbling or breaking a sweat. The confidence and precision in her movements is enough to make you squirm and she notices

❥She's quick to break her concentration for the sole purpose of teasing you, asking you to come closer as she rattles off her knowledge about each separate gun to you.

❥She innocently "shows" you the best places to aim for when shooting someone. Slowly dragging an (unloaded) pistol from the waistband of your pants to your midsection, and applying a slight pressure to your stomach with the barrel of the gun

❥She'd notice you squirming/whining and honestly, I think she'd be a little mean about it

"You're sick, you know that baby? Making those pretty sounds for me, all because I've got a gun to your tummy?"

"You do realize how fucked up it is that you're into this, right?"

❥You're more than aware of how fucked up it is, but as she drags the gun from your midsection to your chest up to your neck, until she finally stops, resting the pistol up under your chin, you honestly can't bring yourself to care

❥Someone brought up the idea of Abby fucking you while holding a gun up to your stomach and honestly, whoever it was ate with that, I agree wholeheartedly, however, for the past 20 minutes I've been thinking about her having you get on all fours while having the gun to your back. You can't see it, but you can feel it and you hear the click each time she pulls the trigger and it just ups the sensation you feel by 100

❥Of course, the gun isn't loaded, but that doesn't stop Abby from taking you from behind and dragging the pistol down your back, stopping every so often to pull the trigger. It can't hurt you, but each click of the gun sends chills down your spine in the best way

❥Despite how fucked out and overstimulated you get, it's almost like Abby can't help but to fuck you harder, making sure she drags this out for as long as she can. She loves watching as each click of the gun jolts you back into reality and listening as your now incoherent murmurs grow louder and more desperate with each thrust.

Yeah, this is gonna have to be an audio lol, I have more things I wanna say but I'm much better at articulating them when I'm speaking as if I'm actually in the scenario rather than writing it down.

[daisydamed]

Drink Up

a tiny Jax Teller imagine that I couldn't get out of my head.

(forgive the bad writing honestly idk what's happened to me)

word count - 629

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She and Jax had sought each other out at the past few clubhouse parties. Music playing and smoke hanging in the air, one would spot the other and force their paths to cross; spending the remainder of the night exchanging stolen touches and lingering gazes over whatever drinks they held. This night was no different, with her eyes scanning quickly over the room of bodies, casually searching him out, even if she didn’t mean to. 

Several drinks in and she was caught in conversation with Juice, nodding along and laughing when she should, adding her own bits and pieces despite her thinly veiled distraction. He knew, of course. Saw how the pair looked at each other, stole each other away once they were reacquainted. His eyes had flickered behind her for only a second, not giving her the chance to turn and look before something cold was pressed briefly to the warm skin of her neck. She jerked away with a small yelp, wiping at the condensation left behind from the beer bottle. 

“Jackson Teller-” She whirled on him, hearing the chuckle from his lips before she’d barely registered the chill. 

He grinned, head cocked to meet her eyes. “Say my name like that again and I'll have to kick your ass.” He told her, a teasing lilt to his tone. She rolled her eyes, her voice dry.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’ll bear that in mind.” She replied easily, hands raised in almost mischievous surrender. Neither even noticed that Juice had vanished, slipping away into the crowd once he realised he’d lost her focus. 

“Now there’s your manners.” He quipped, stepping a little closer to let someone pass behind him. 

“I said a very nice thank you the other week.” She reminded him, trying unsuccessfully to bite back her smile. 

“I remember,” Jax thought back, recalling the ride home he’d given her the morning after the last gathering when she’d crashed on a couch instead of paying for a cab ride home. “Though I gotta admit I’m wanting to hear more nice words from you now.” 

“I guess you’ll have to earn them.” She shot back casually, watching as he finished off his beer, leaning away momentarily to place the empty bottle on the bar. He smirked at her words, shaking his head minutely. 

“Oh, is that how it is?” He asked, retaking his place with mere inches between them. The loud voices of the many bodies coupled with the music playing over the speaker made it difficult to hear. His excuse for their proximity. “And how would I go about doing that, exactly?” 

She gave a shrug, taking a sip of the drink in her hand. “I haven’t decided yet.” 

His eyes followed the motion, watching as the glass met her lips. He reached out as it lowered, taking it from her fingers deftly. “Take your time,” He told her, raising the glass to take a sip of his own. “We’ve got all night for you to decide.” 

“Thievery might not be the best way to start.” She mused, reaching for the glass. He twisted where he stood, holding it just out of reach, enjoyment in his eyes. 

The glass hung just out of her reach between his fingers, his eyes fixed on hers. “I never said I played fair.” He told her casually. She narrowed her eyes, gaze flitting between the glass and his face. “You want it back?”

She held his gaze. “You can keep hold of it,” she told him. “But I’d like some.” 

“All you had to do was ask.” Jax replied, voice smooth. He stepped in, his hand coming to rest on her lower back, holding her steady. She lifted her chin, lips parting as he raised the glass and tilted it gently. 

[totallybakedcake]

Can you write a lovely evening/night with Togame? Like staying up together, cuddling, lots of loving touches, a little teasing banter, late night combini for ramune/snacks?!, star watching (???), feeling safe around each other, deep talk, staying up way too long but not regretting it since it was the best quality time you had. I BEG YOU I LOVE SOFT FLUFF WITH MY BOY TOGAME IM GONNA DEVOUR EVERY LITTLE CRUMB YOU THROW AT ME 😭

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Love nights

Listen to this while reading?, made me write this fic.

10:30 AM, Togame your boyfriend had still not returned home, and it was starting to make you worried. Yeah, it's the weekend, but it should be you and Togame spending time together, not him and his gang. It sounded possessive and selfish, but can you blame yourself for liking your boyfriend so much?

As you kept fiddling with your fingers, the door finally opened, and Togame said in a cheerful tone, "I am back, babe!" He took off his shoes to see you just sitting on the couch with a worried expression, but that all faded away when you saw him and tackled him in a hug.

"Someone's been missing, right?" He whispered in your eyes in a teasing tone as you hit him and spoke. "Weekend fun?" you eagerly spoke, waiting for his response.

"Well, you're right, babe. How about going to a konbini and eating first? I am starving; Choji was just too much today." He effortlessly picked you up and started carrying you in his arms as you buried your head in his chest, too embarrassed to even imagine the reaction of other people.

It was a chill walk, just talking together with pretty much no one on the streets except old couples laughing at how cute you both looked together.

As you both bought your snacks, you were walking to a garden as Togame laid his head on your lap, eating his snacks as you both enjoyed the breathtaking view of the stars.

"When I was not with you or with Choji and the others, I felt something missing in my life, like that bit of fun and joy or maybe the feeling of being loved and taken care of."

Togame started a conversation, closing his eyes as he spoke, "I just sometimes feel so grateful and overjoyed that I even get to be with someone as great as your name. So, if you feel like no one cares about you or that you are lost, I will always and forever be with you. I'm supporting you no matter what."

Those words were just honey to your ears; it made you feel something like tickles in your heart as you placed a kiss on his forehead, whispering, "Togame, what will I ever do without you?" He grinned at your words, getting up and taking your hands in his. "Well, I will never leave you, so why bother thinking about stupid nonsense?"

As you both looked at the clock, it was 12 a.m.; it was time to go to sleep, but moments like these were something you always cherished and wanted them to last as long as possible.

As you both walked around the empty space, you spoke once more, "Togame, what would you even be without me to support you in life, huh?" You wanted to tease him about the talk you both had earlier.

"Then what would you be if I wasn't in your life?" It was his turn to start poking at you and make you flustered. He wrapped his arms around your frame before placing subtle kisses on your neck and shoulders.

" T-T-Togame! Someone might see us like this. Get off me!" You tried to get out of his grasp, but that made him tighten it a little. "Who would even see us at this hour, and even if they do, I don't care?"

These late-night quality times are your most favorite thing ever.

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[lonelywitchv2]

Through the window

James and his friends find themselves receiving a nasty surprise the night his best friend gets home.

major AU where Regulus isn’t muggle-phobic/a blood supremacist, Regulus isn’t a death-eater (just stuck at home because he doesn’t know how to leave), Regulus is going to magically be the same age as the marauders and the reader (18), takes place after 7th year (all of the characters are 18+), the wizarding war isn’t mentioned in the story, and the marauders don’t automatically join the OOTP as soon as they graduate (explanation for why they’re just chilling at home after graduation). Also, James’ feelings could definitely be interpreted as him being jealous and liking the reader, although that wasn’t necessarily my intent so feel free to imagine them as super close best friends and James just letting his inner teenage boy get the better of him.

cw: unintentional (on regulus and the reader's part) forbidden romance, small mentions of abuse (Black family household), an allusion to smut with some not-entirely-explicit-leading-up details, kind of lied on the last one (brief mentions of some smut lol), me accidentally forgetting about Peter so he’s just at home/on vacation or whatever, the other 3 marauders being little creepers and lowkey pervs to the reader, making out, underage drinking, neglectful parents, she/her pronouns

internally crying a little bc there are so many aspects to the AU and cw

yeah so this is pretty dumb but i kinda just thought of the idea and rolled with it...

to my anon: i saw that you enjoyed the forbidden romance trope so here's another. albeit, this work is lighter on the trope and not necessarily romance (if u didn't catch that based on the description) but i might do a part 2 where it evolves into a romance. ig we'll see!! <3

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James had known you his whole life. You were next-door neighbors and, although you and your family were muggles, you had grown up as childhood best friends. As far as you were concerned, James went to some fancy private school in Scotland while your parents, who were rather rich, sent you off to boarding school in France. James wasn’t the biggest fan of your parents if he was being honest. They never really cared about what you did, only sending you off to an entirely different country and forgetting you existed until you arrived home for the holidays. Even then, you would mostly end up spending the majority of your free days at the Potter house.

The moment you arrived home from France for your summer vacation, you sprinted out of your parents’ car (not that they cared) and ran to the home of the Potter family. Before you could even knock, James sprung open the door and engulfed you in a hug.

“I missed you,” James muttered into your shoulder, still squeezing you.

“I missed you too, Jamie,” You responded with a smile, ruffling his curly hair. You looked over James’ shoulder and spied the tall frame of Remus and the (slightly shorter) frame of Sirius.

“Is that Remus and Sirius I see?” You teased jokingly, pulling away from James’ hug, albeit not without some resistance from the boy, to hug the other two boys and place kisses on each of their cheeks.

“The French are rubbing off on you a bit too much, mademoiselle,” Sirius said charmingly.

“You can only resist the charm of the French for so long, Sirius, it’s harder than you’d think when the boys over there look as lovely as they do,” You said with a cheeky grin as you turned to Remus, “almost as charming as Mr. Lupin here.”

You pulled Remus into another hug, whispering in his ear as you squeezed his shoulders.

“Although you still have yet to beat the lovely ladies over there.”

Remus only chuckled as you stepped away from the embrace and sent him a wink.

James sent a questioning look to Remus, who only shook his head, before scooping you up and tossing you over his shoulder.

“My mother has been dying to see you, she’s brought you up in just about every conversation we’ve had since I arrived home,” James said, carrying you into the kitchen where Euphemia was arranging daisies from the field out back behind their house.

“Oh, darling- James put her down before you drop her on her head! If it isn’t my favorite child,” Euphemia said with a wide smile as she pulled you into a warm hug, “It feels as though it's been forever- you look as beautiful as ever.”

“Thank you, Euphemia, it’s so lovely to see you, I’ve missed you more than Jamie,” You responded teasingly, throwing a smile at the already pouting boy.

The five of them, soon joined by Fleamont, sat around the table enjoying pastries, which Euphemia had baked and you had brought from France, and tea as you told them all about France and James, Sirius, and Remus told everyone (muggle-friendly) stories about all the mischief they had gotten into at school.

Hours passed and the sun began to set as you said your goodbyes, promising to come back in the morning to enjoy breakfast with them.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay for dinner? You know there’s always an extra seat for you,” Euphemia asked, reminding you of the offer that has stood for years.

“Thank you, Euphemia, but I ought to head home, I still have to unpack and get settled back in. I’ll see you in the morning, thank you for having me over,” You called as James walked her to the door.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay? I mean are your parents even making dinner?” James asked, concern etched across his face.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine, I promise. I’ll see you in the morning, Jamie,” You thanked, pressing a kiss on each side of James’ frowning face, “I swear, it’s okay. Now go do some stupid shit with Remus and Sirius.”

James smiled, “Goodnight, love.”

“Goodnight, Jamie.”

Later that night, James, Sirius, and Remus observed the dark window leading to your room, which was directly across from James’.

“Do you think she’s asleep?” James asked.

“Dunno, mate, it seems a bit early,” Sirius muttered.

“She just got back from France, she’s probably exhausted, Sirius,” Remus pointed out.

The three boys sat in silence for a while, continuing to watch the manor, void of any light within the house. The darkness was soon broken when a taxi pulled up to the house, shining its headlights onto the street in front of it. They watched as you, looking rather drunk, climbed out of the cab, along with a dark figure whose face they couldn’t see, and paid the driver. You waved the car off and it drove away, leaving the only source of illumination to be the glow of two lights on either side of the door to the house. The boys watched as you grabbed the hand of the figure, walked up to the front door, unlocked the door, and entered the house.

After waiting for a few minutes, all of which were spent whispering about the situation to each other, a dim lamp in your room flickered on and the attention of the marauders was turned back to the house. They watched as you and the figure walked in view of the window, which, in turn, made the two of you visible to the boys, who sat huddled together as you grasped the collar of the mystery person and pulled their head down to meet your lips in a sensual, drunken kiss, your hands entangling themselves in the curly hair of the still unknown person as their hands traveled up and down your body, grazing over your shoulders, back, hips, and ass. Your hands moved down to lift the shirt off of the person, the two breaking their kiss and light finally shining onto the face of your hookup.

“Holy shit.”

“Sirius is that-”

“Regulus? I think so.”

“Oh my Godric,” James muttered, gagging slightly at the image of one of his best friends swapping spit with Regulus Black, of all people. He glanced back at the window to see you now topless and Regulus groping at your breasts eagerly.

“This is so wrong,” Remus muttered, glancing over at his two friends.

“Which part? That my best friend, since I was two, is making out with Sirius’ brother- a Slytherin- or the fact that we’re watching it?!” James exclaimed.

“Both- dear Godric, we look like fucking pervs,” Remus muttered, shamefully glancing back at the window as both of your nude bodies moved back until you fell onto your bed, Regulus underneath you and you straddling his hips.

“Look at us, Rem- we’re camped at James’ window watching two people, that we know, getting it on! Shut the curtains,” Sirius exclaimed.

James stood up, reaching for the curtains before sparing one last glance at your window, eyeing your naked body rocking on Regulus’ with your head tossed back and his hands on your waist.

“I can’t believe it,” James muttered slumping onto his bed.

“It’s so fucking nasty- if I could, I would pay my entire lost inheritance to get rid of that image- don’t get me wrong, and sorry Prongs, she’s smokin’ hot, but with Regulus? Hell no,” Sirius complained.

“Padfoot-“ James whined, turning to face his friend, a disgruntled look on his face.

“Imagine what the rest of the Black family would say if they knew Regulus was…-” Sirius interrupted, pausing in disgust as the thought sunk into his mind.

“Having sex?” Remus continued for him.

“With a muggle. He’d be disowned faster than me,” Sirius muttered as his dark hair, which was very similar to Regulus’, hung over his face.

“Can we stop talking about my best friend fucking your brother, Sirius? It’s grossing me out more than I already am from seeing it,” James groaned from his bed, which was right next to the window.

“Yeah. Yeah, whatever. I need to go to bed before I vomit,” Sirius responded, climbing into one of the beds Mr. And Mrs. Potter had set up in advance of him and Remus staying for the summer.

The three boys muttered goodnights to each other, the rustling of sheets settling into a summer night's silence.

It didn’t take long for Remus and Sirius to be passed out on their respective beds, however, James was unable to sleep and remained lying on his bed. As he stared at the ceiling fan, he felt the itch to peek through the window and see if Regulus had left. Climbing out of bed, James glanced over at the sleeping bodies of his friends before pulling back the curtains just enough to see into your window, where he observed your nude form lying on Regulus Black’s chest, your sleeping face barely visible with the light of the moon shining through your window.

Regulus definitely hadn’t left.

Shamefully, James shut the curtains once more and returned to his bed, allowing the darkness of sleep to claim his confused, perverted mind.

[readychilledwine]

Ready Chilled Wines Maternity Celebration MasterList

As you all have figured out, or are figuring out, my baby girl is here if these are posting instead of being little previews 💜

I will be away for a little bit, but I'm checking in when I can, so please do not be offended if I cannot get back to you right away.

(An update on Lizzy and baby will be posted here by baby daddy once she is actually here. He says this is the only time he will do this, and we love him for that)

One shot fics:

Little One - Azriel x Rhysand's Sister Oc - after arriving home for the first time in 50 years, Rhysand is shocked to find someone so small in his sister's arms. (Fluff)

Happily Ever After - Lucien finds himself in familiar arms After Elain rejects the bond (Lucien x Spring Court Oc) -angst w happy ending

Thrive - After being sent to the Spring court by her new High Lord, y/n Vanserra is in for a bigger surprise and welcome home than she could have ever imagined. (Smut)

All That Glitters - Helion x Night Court Oc - Helion has read books on the fae for years, studying their anatomy, their lives, and their habits. When Rhysand sends him a pretty illyrian emissary for trade negotiations, though, Helion jumps on the opportunity to learn about the female wing structure - Helion x illyrian!oc - (wing play, NSFW, porn with little plot)

Pen Name - A romantic evening between lovers is interrupted when Cassian and Rhys want to bitch about Sellyn Drake's newest novel. - Azriel x reader - (teasing, fluff)

Thread and Finery - the three Vanserra siblings are about to attend Lyria's first Night Court Solstice party, so the three of them do what they do best. Coordinate outfits. Lyria, Lucien, and Eris - (a farewell message, sibling love, fluff)

Runaway Love - Amren and Rhysand's sister have begun to grow closer since Feyre took her duties from her. Amren, seeing she's hurting and needing time away, invites her friend to Summer, she just didn't plan on happened next or having to explain it to Rhysand - Tarquin x Rhysand's Sister Oc - told from Amren's pov - (love at first sight, fated mates, elopement, against brother's wishes)

Fire and Ice - y/n Vanserra has always had a sound head on her shoulders. Unless it comes to the High Lord of Winter. Then she is nothing more a puddle of mush under his touch - reader x Kallias (NSFW, Smut, temperature play, friends to lovers, mutual pinning)

Light in the Hallway - Everything is finally peaceful in Autumn. Eris is High Lord, y/n is his High Lady, and peace has settled across the Court just in time for the arrival of Eris's firstborn. -Daddy!Eris x reader - told from the perspective of y/n spying on Eris and the babe - (fluff)

Solstice Specials:

From This Day Until Our Last - Azriel and Lyria - fluff and smut - what do you buy the male who says he has everything he could ever want?

For Rich or For Poor - Rhys and Rhiannon - Rhiannon and Rhys struggle with finding each other the perfect solstice gift NSFW

Pack Mentality- Eris and Amelia - fluff - it's an Autumn Court tradition for males to present their mates with a kit, and Amelia just wants to gift Eris something he struggled to walk away from.

The First Noel - Rhys and Aelia - angst to fluff- Rhysand knew he could never live up to the standards the Winter Court had for Solstice. But it's the thought that counts, right?

[rubendiasthoughts]

Hii!! I have been working on this headcanon lately and I am very happy to share it with you. So I hope you like it! 💕

Your relationship with Ruben's family - headcanon:

-Ruben is very close to his family and also he obviously very much cares about you, so I feel like it would be super important for him that you all get along.

-I already talked about this, but I honestly think that he would want to introduce you to his brother pretty early on. And I imagine it like this: he would invite you and his brother to hang out at his place, he would probably cook something, maybe like a Portuguese dish that they really like. And I just think it would be very chill, you would eat, talk and just get to know each other. But I honestly think Ruben would be sooo happy to see the two of you laughing together. I just see him looking at you, with this cute smile on his face while you are giggling at something his brother said 🥺

-And maybe it would become a tradition and from time to time the three of you would hang out together. And if his brother had a girlfriend you would obviously do double dates once in a while.

-Could you imagine how cute it would be if you and his brother's girlfriend became besties? I feel like they would love to see their girls get along so well and have such a close relationship. Sometimes you would just ditch the both of them and hang out together 😂

-I just think that the two of them would love to tease you and play little pranks on you. They would totally say things to each other in Portuguese just to piss you off 😂 I can totally see the two of them laughing their asses off, while you look at them with crossed arms, a pout on your lips. But when his brother leaves, Ruben would for sure kiss it away.

-Overall I think you would be great friends with his brother and have a brother-sister kind of relationship. Especially after you and Ruben get engaged and then married and you officially become the part of the family.

-And he would want you to meet his cousins too, since they are so close. And I feel like you three would sometimes team up against them, just so you can tease the two of them back a little and get back on them.

- I feel like you would meet his parents a bit later on. And I honestly think that Ruben wouldn't be nervous about your first meeting, because I feel like he would be 100% sure that they will love you just as much as he does. So he definitely would be calming you down a little bit, telling you there is no need to worry.

-I think his parents would be so nice. They would give you the biggest hug and soon you would realise Ruben was right and you had no reason to be nervous. I just feel like they would be super happy to meet the girl that's so important to their son and obviously also just to see their son.

- I can totally see his mom showing you pictures of Ruben when he was younger. And maybe his dad would try to tease him a little and he would tell you funny stories about him. But I don't think that Ruben would really mind, seeing you get along so well with his family.

-His mom would obviously love you. And especially after she saw the two of you together and she saw the way you treat Ruben, and the way you look at him. And I feel like she would also be happy to have a girl around, so it's kind of like having a daughter, since she only has sons.

-I could totally see you calling her to ask her for some recipes. And she would love to share them with you. And when you are done cooking it you would send her pictures of it, she would text you back saying it looks great.

-And the two of you would for sure go out shopping together sometimes. Maybe you would even go get your nails done together, go grab a coffee and just basically have a little girls day together. That would be so much fun!!

-You know how his mom posts pictures of the both of her sons on her Instagram sometimes? She would definitely post a picture with you and caption it something super sweet and nice. Maybe it would be a picture of you and Ruben's mom or maybe just of you and Ruben.

-Sometimes you would go out to dinner with Ruben, his parents and his brother. I think they would always invite you, because they treat you like a part of the family. And they not only want to see and spend time with Ruben but with you too.

-At some point Ruben would definitely invite you to maybe spend Christmas with his family or something and that would be the opportunity for you to meet the rest of them. I think he would be so proud to show you off, introduce you to everybody. Can you imagine the smile on his face, because first of all he finally gets to see his family and second of all, he gets to spend time with his girl 🥺 He would be such a cutie.

-And how much fun would it be to go to his games with his family?! I think it would be so great, all of you just cheering for Ruben, having good time together. And if it would be some kind of a finale or a game where they get a trophy, you all would go to see Ruben together and take pictures with him. I feel like his mom would snap few pictures of the two of you without you knowing, and maybe later she would send them to you and they would be the cutest.

-I feel like Ruben would love to see you all get along so well. I think there's nothing that makes him happier than spending time with all of the most important people in his life all at once.

[tiredlilguy]

Uhhhh mayhaps for your requests can I request the flags (either separately or altogether) x reader with an ability like Natsume? Like they can shapeshifter into a cat (or other animals even, dog, bird etc) Just fluffy hcs! 💕💕

a/n: hello!!! this is honestly such an interesting request, i decided to brew on it for a little bit. i wanted to give each of the Flags a separate animal >:D so enjoy! [i imagined that the abilites worked similar to atsushi's where sometimes you can have some physical parts of the animal still on you by will]

pairing(s): The Flags (separately) X GN!Reader cw: lots of talk about murder, but besides that not proofread desc: just some fluffy/general hc's with you are their animal shape-shifting partner!

Pianoman:

you are a goose! (A white feathered goose to be specific)

Why? Because apparently gooses are a symbol of perfection (the internet’s take, not mine-)

I was actually going to change this until I realized that 1. Geese can be violent and 2. This is actually highkey a perfect animal for disguise… sort of

You are the Mafia’s spy/assassin goose

Let’s be real here, I can see that actually kind of being badass, ok? Imagine you’re just chilling at the park, and you don’t even know that you’re being spied on by A GOOSE!!!

You got wings if your ability is a little stubborn to deactivate. They’re very pretty :) Pianoman admires them; will ask to get your clothes tailored so they can sprout out when you’re relaxed

Enjoys the warmth when you wrap your wings around him; he’ll let out a soft hum too

Pianoman will sometimes place a pretty red ribbon with a bell on it around your neck in your full goose form so that he doesn’t lose track of you, your small in your goose form! He wants to make sure he can hear your waddling and the bell too (*a;ldkfj;alskdjf fluffy pianoman thoughts*)

I can see him helping you prune your wings as well; having the goose as an ability is nice until you get sudden back pain :(

He’ll take a seat behind you while you are sitting at the end of the bed shirtless and help you pluck old feathers (and whatever else he can do without hurting you too much)

You always apologize for making him do all of this for you as his hands are already calloused from counting money, but he doesn’t mind as long as it’s you

Pianoman would reassure you by placing a kiss on the side of your head while continuing to help you

Yeah, your full goose form is really cute, but also… he’s very aware of how deadly you can be

Sharp teeth and big wings… you could potentially lure someone to death if you wanted

He enjoys hearing how you kill people, finds it impressive too!

I feel like he’d enjoy giving you a lot of cute chokers in your human/goose form :D he sometimes gets creative and changes up the colors/ruffles/shape of the bell

A;sldkfj;asldkf I feel like he likes to play piano/sing to you if you’re around in your goose form; he’ll smile as he watches you waddle around a bit before turning back into your human form

Hyonk (im sorry I was being a silly goose with this one) [that was solandiss’s joke]

Lippmann:

you are a fox!

I can see you making the little cute noises that fox’s make when they’re trying to talk

He understands what you’re trying to say, and only him; it’s like both of your own secret language :3 (he just responds back to you in a human language though-)

Likes to pet you in your full-fox form, he enjoys how soft you are and you enjoy laying in his lap because he’s warm

Would tease you if you think you’re in you have your tail/ears out while you’re in somewhat of a human form

He’d probably pull on them at first, not believe that they’re real, you’d probably yelp and slap his hand away

He still does that, but pulls more gently :) he likes hearing the little noises you make

You’re probably a lot faster than him sometimes if you’re both on a mission together

Imagining him trying to be stealthy, but he’s kind of slow in your eyes, so you quickly turn into a fox and run off

He’s happy to see you bringing back a freshly bloody hand from your mouth and placing it at his feet

Idk why, but I can see him making you little boots for your paws when you’re in your fox form… you don’t wear them at first, but one day it gets cold so you put them on (you tried to make it so he couldn’t see you, but he saw… he has a photo of it

Likes to caress your cheek and look at your eyes; they may still look a little bit animalistic after using your fox form, but he loves you all the same (probably thinks it’s hot…)

Will groom you in your fox form because it not only soothes you, but enjoys watching you fully relax in his lap

Iceman:

you are a wolf! (Specifically a grey wolf)

He doesn’t say much, and neither do you when you’re in your wolf form, but he enjoys having you around when you’re in your wolf form

You’re both literally perfect for each other

Iceman’s a pretty stealthy person, and while a wolf is kind of obvious in public, you both probably look badass as hell next to each other

He’ll like… point at the person you both have to kill and you’ll instantly lunge at them and like… violently rip their head off

You’re probably like… really warm to him; even if you’re in your full human form, you’re just an absolute heater

He’ll enjoy the warmth from you, wrapping his strong arms around you and nuzzling his nose into your shoulder

Iceman likes to pet you a lot, but he’s the only person that you let do that to you

Is impressed by your vision at night, mainly because he can’t see out of one of his eyes; so in that way, you’re both work quite well together

I can see a lot of soft eskimo kisses :))

You both don’t talk much, but you both also seem to know exactly what’s on each other’s mind; sort of similar to Lippmann’s, but you both don’t need to say a single word, just giving each other a single glance

A;lsdkfjas;ldkfj imagining you missing him if he’s away abroad, and him coming back and you tackling him in your wolf form =w= so cute

You got that dawg in u

Albatross:

YOU’RE A CROW! A BIG ASS CROW (I love crows so much guys)

You make the cool clicking noises in your crow form when he pats your stomach

Has a bird handling glove whenever you’re working together so that you can rest on his forearm; or sometimes he’ll just rawdog it and leave his arm out for you to land on (you gotta be gentle though, cause you could accidentally hurt him with your talons; he also just doesn’t mind though)

Tries to feed you birdseed/nuts as a joke when your on his arm; you usually spit them back at his face because bruh, but sometimes you’ll eat them

Thinks you’re human-sized wings in your half-human form is COOL ASF

He’ll be mouth-wide open, shiny eyed at your human-sized black wings (that’s how he fell in love)

Will sometimes purposely put himself into dangerously high spots so you can fly him away; it scares the shit out of you, but he just wants to see your ability in action

Your wings are probably fucking… STRONG ASF; he’s impressed by how fast you can get around sometimes

Alb is an expert pruner; why? Because I said so

Will know when your wings are pruning before you can even feel it, and he knows how to take care of you so well that you barely even remember having back pain

Will always massage your back after long missions though, he does worry about you despite his silly attitude

Likes to fly a plane and see you fly with him; he knows it’s you in a heartbeat because you’re crow form is just very familiar to him

Likes to pet you in your crow form a lot, enjoys the satisfied noises that you make when he’s petting you

Has one of your feather’s on a necklace ;-; or sometimes he’ll pluck one to put in his braid (a;sldkfa;jsdf I love him)

CACAW!!

Doc:

you are a snakey (a python to be specific)

He loves you sm, like genuinely, he thinks you’re so fucking cool

Will wear you as a necklace in your snake form, it gives Lippmann the chills, but Doc knows you won’t hurt him

You are a little heavy though… but he doesn’t mind ofc because you’re also very warm (he is cold, plz warm him up)

Likes seeing you around the Mafia in your snake form and scaring the newbies; he thinks it’s hilarious asf

Your venom interests him in his collections of poisons, will ask if he can milk your venom for research (I know this sounds weird, but it’s actually the correct term)

Likes watching you sink your teeth into your enemies, finds it satisfying as they shiver and eventually die 

Thinks your little tongue peeking out is cute in a way, will comment on how cute you are while the flags kinda look at him sideways (more so Chuuya)

Idk where I got this idea, but he’d crochet you little hats; sometimes seasonal sometimes not

If you’re in your human form, you probably have rly sharp fangs, they kind of peak out a little bit out of your mouth (he also thinks that’s cute)

Finds you fascinating, but he loves you very much :DDD

Chuuya:

you are a dog (specifically a doberman)

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You’re both very protective of each other, but you have the better hearing (which he’s a little bit grumpy for not having)

Likes to pet you, a lot :D especially if you did well on a job

Custom collars and chokers; you’ll have a matching one like his :DDD

You both look badass asf together, and so you obviously gotta be matching

However, a lot of dog jokes from Dazai… unfortunately, but it’s ok, you can just beat him up I guess

I can see him enjoying petting you when he gets stressed out, you calm him down in a way

I would have more ideas, but my brain is fried, so have this

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Falling Part Four | Jeon Jungkook

Summary: Lana meets some of Jae's friends and you have your first close look at what Jungkook has become. Pairing: Guardian Angel f!reader x Fallen Angel Jungkook Word Count: 1.6k~ a/n: this chapter is a bit shorter but I wanted to have everything what happens at the party be in one chapter and that would've made this one a little too long (plus I'm not even sure what's going to happen at the party yet hehe. I guess we'll all have to wait and see 🤭)

The next few days are almost exactly the same, Lana gets up, we go to classes, she goes to lunch, meets Jae in the hall and they go to trigonometry class together. Lana tries to focus as much as she can while still taking shy glances over to Jae where he somehow always seems to already be looking at her which makes it even harder for her to focus and then after that he walks her to class. The same things day in and day out.

Jae has offered to give Lana a ride home a few more times when they've bumped into each other after school but she, like the smart girl that she is, hasn't said yes yet. As she sits in the place she always waits for her mom at she sees Jae and a few other guys who by the looks of it are probably some of his close friends walking up to her. 

"Hey, Lana!" Jae calls out, a smile blooms on her face as she waves, waiting for them to get closer before saying anything. "You waiting for your mom?" he asks, pretty much stating the obvious at this point.

"Yeah, she said she's gonna be a little late but with the weather being so nice I decided to skip out on going to the library today" she replies and takes a couple of glances at the two guys that seem to be just a few steps behind on either side of Jae. 

"Hello" she says giving them each a soft smile. "Oh sorry my bad, Lana this is Slash and Rocket, guys this is Lana" he says turning around to stand next to me so I can see them better. "So this is the girl you've been talking about" the one I believe is Rocket teases.

"You've been talking about me?" she questions, turning back to Jae who's ears seem to be getting a little red at the tips. "Um yeah, just a bit" he says scratching the back of his neck. 

"Just a bit? More like everyday" Rocket continues, receiving a elbow to the ribs from Jae as a waring to quit talking but he decides to do it back to him in retaliation. 

"He comes to hang out with us after he walks you to class so that's why we all know about you" Slash explains to Lana in a monotone while Jae and Rocket continue to mess around in the background. 

Despite his clear nickname that I don't even want to know the origin story to, I wouldn't mind being friends with him based on his chill nature alone and I think that Lana agrees from the reaction she gives from learning this new information.

"JK is the one that gets on his case the most though" Rocket yells, earning a playful punch to the gut. "JK?" she questions. If I had a choice I would tell her to stay as far away from him as she possibly could since I know exactly who this 'JK' guy is. 

"He's just another one of the guys in the group" Jae explains, slightly out of breath after calling a truce with Rocket and walking back over to us. "Is he the guy yelled your name in the hallway the other day?" she asks.

"Yeah actually, he was. Speak of the devil" Jae says as he looks past Lana and seconds later my bracelet starts to go wild again. Jae's wording although playful is far closer to the truth than he thinks but no one but Jungkook and I will ever know the truth. "Hey JK!" Rocket says, the ever energetic one of the group. (His nickname I can see now matches him perfectly)

"Hey" Jungkook says flashing a smile at the group, but not one I'm used to. This one is cocky and full of confidence that I can only imagine stems from his nature of being a newly materialized fallen angel. A deviously glint in his eyes shows when he finally takes notice of Lana. 

"Hey" he says in a husky voice which I hate to admit still affects me no matter how much I would love to lie to myself. Lana simply replies with a shy smile and a barely audible greeting, clearly caught off guard by how handsome he is. 

I get it girl, I really do but trust me, no good can come from falling for a heartbreaker like him. I would know... 

"This must be Lana" Jungkook says and Jae stands next to her protectively, trusting Jungkook but also making it clear that she's his. "Yeah, you're JK right?" she asks, "Smart girl" he taunts, knowing that it'll get under Jae's skin. I swear if this man doesn't back off of Lana I will- 

"Anyways, are you gonna bring her to the party tomorrow night?" Jungkook asks before Jae can scold him for talking to her like that. 

"What party?" Lana asks, turning all of her attention to Jae. "It's a party JK is throwing for Jae since he's new in town" Rocket says, jumping the gun to bring some focus back on him. 

He's clearly more excited than the rest of them at the thought of inviting Lana. Why you might ask? Honestly I have no clue. I swear it's like this boy is the embodiment of the energizer bunny. 

"You don't have to come if you don't want to" Jae says, knowing that Lana's mom probably wouldn't want her there and hopefully taking some of the pressure off of her. "Of course she does. You can't have a party without your girl there" Jungkook says, guilt tripping both Lana and Jae. "Your girl?" Lana says again turning towards Jae this time with a playful look on her face. 

Jae throws a sideways glance at Jungkook and he's met with a mischievous glint that I can probably assume is one of his new accessories to his personality and it's not something that I'm particularly fond of. 

Jae take Lana's hand and pulls her away from the rest of the group as they tease Jae mercilessly still as they walk away but he makes sure to stop when they're far enough for the sound to drown out a bit so they can talk without an audience.

"Don't listen to them they're just teasing" Jae says, a little more on edge from the whole scene. "They seemed nice" Lana laughs, taking some of the weight off of Jae's shoulders. "You think?" he asks, feeling a bit better by seeing her unfiltered reaction. "Yeah! They're a little rowdy and not my average crowd but they were fun!" she says making eye contact and smiling up at him. 

Jae visibly melts at Lana's reaction, thankful that she wasn't upset and is clearly getting even more whipped for her than I had originally thought. They've both got it bad for each other. 

"Okay good. I was a little nervous when Rocket practically demanded to meet you when we were walking by and then with JK coming too I just-" "Jae, it's fine. I promise you I'm not made out of glass" she says cutting off Jae's rambling and reassuring him. 

"Okay good" he lets out in a sigh of relief. "So what do you think?" he asks, anxiously awaiting her answer. "What do I think about what?" she says catching onto what he's referring to but playing coy nonetheless. "Will you go to the party with me?" he asks taking a step closer to her and brushing a strand of hair off of her face. 

"Yes" she says smiling up at him, suddenly losing that shyness that she had when she first met Jae and replacing it with a funny feeling, almost as if she would melt if possible.

"Perfect" he says and just before he can say anything else Lana gets a text from her mom saying she's about five minutes away. "Crap my mom is almost here, I've gotta go" she says, rushing over to the bench to grab her stuff. He follows after her, smiling at her cute reaction and goes up to say his goodbyes.

"So I'll see you tomorrow?" he asks, looking down at his shoes for a second with his hands in his pocket, clearly shy about the whole ordeal. She hums in approval and gets on her tippy toes and gives him a quick kiss on the cheek. "See you tomorrow" she says and walks off to the pickup spot where her mom will pull up a few minutes later. 

As Lana waits for her mom to get here I look back over at Jae and his friends where they are all giving him high fives, clearly congratulating him on the kiss as well as getting Lana to say yes to the party but one in particular has his eyes lingering on Lana, or more in Lana's direction as I can see how Jungkook's eyes are looking every where looking for something as he messes with his bracelet that he's been trying to ignore this whole time. 

I can only assume he's looking for me but I can't tell what kind of reaction he would have if he were to see me already. Without a doubt though I know that he knows I'm Lana's guardian angel so I guess it's only a matter of time until we meet again. I just wish that Lana wasn't turning eighteen so soon because I still don't know what I am going to do when I finally have to face him... 

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