#lin’s hard hours ♡

[issamultistan]

Can you do a jungwon smut?

hiiii anonie!!!

although i said i wasn’t comfortable with it before i think i’ll ease into it? i won’t write 100% smut for him rn but i can right some suggestive stuff!! for now u guys can have this ;)

remember to block these tags if i do write for jungwon like this again!

needy!jungwon x gn!reader

contents: race neutral reader, slightly nsfw, dry humping, messy make out session, marking, lwk spit play if you squint :p

the squelch of your tongues mixing together became louder and louder as the two of you became more needy. jungwon already had the both of your tops off, his hands were scrambling around your warm body, griping and groping your shoulders, chest, and neck.

“y/n— i need you— right now.” jungwon pants out in faint breaths. too clouded in pleasure, you only could faintly whimper in response.

your legs found their way to wrap around one of jungwon’s legs to straddle on. slowly, your hips rock back and forth on his sweatpants.

small patches of sweat were appearing on both of your foreheads, causing you to want him even more amidst the heat. even then, jungwon’s messily slid his tongue down your neck, securing a place and sucking on the hot flesh.

a small whine left your lips, causing your hands to shoot up to his black, tussled hair, pushing him on you even further than he already was. you chanted jungwon’s name over and over quietly before a small chewp! left his lips.

the color from his hickey drove him insane. you were already hot, but even hotter with a hickey he placed on you. “c’mon, y/n. take off— your pants already. i’m actually— gonna go crazy if you don’t.” jungwon mumbles in heavy breaths.

“i will, won. i need you just as bad.”

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[selfishdoll]

❛I MISSED YOU...❜

Can you focus on me? | Baby, can you focus on me? ⁺ 𓂋 𓈒 ♡ FOCUS

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 SUMMARY.

sometimes, even the grandmaster is tired and wants nothing more than to be with the woman he loves.

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 CONTENT WARNINGS.

ooc bi-han, wife!reader, bi-han is tired but never too tired for you, soft dom!bi-han, praise, pet names (my love, darling, sweet girl, etc). breeding kink, mentions of being stressed, multiple orgasms, etc..

ཐིཋྀ ⊹ 𓈒 NOTE.

bi-han is always written as a hard/mean dom in bed & while i love that, i feel like he’d be gentle and sweet when he wants to be. unedited, please excuse typos & grammar mistakes.

Being the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei meant many things. Bi-Han surrendered himself to his duties, ignoring all other distractions to assure his clan remained strong, upholding the title for a proper leader. What others saw as cruel was simply his way of surviving amongst opposing forces. He dedicated time to the skin Kuei, even if it meant spending days away from you.

The day you two married, Bi-Han warned you his focus couldn’t be on you everyday— that his duties as Grandmaster came first. He spoke as if you would become a nuisance, a needy brat that begged for his attention. When realistically, it was the opposite.

When the man found moments to himself his mind would drift to you, pondering on what you were doing; were you smiling? Eating? Sleeping? There were times he nearly ordered someone to snatch you away from whatever you were doing to have you by his side. Bi-Han simply missed you that much. Your touch, scent, skin— he spent agonizing hours away from you, dampening his mood by each passing one.

The Lin Kuei knew when to avoid angering him during this time.

Today was just like the others; saddled with work and attending his duties. But Bi-Han was tired, frustrated he couldn’t see you wake up and fall asleep. Annoyed your hands were gliding across his skin, soothing his worries. He wanted, needed to see you.

So the man dragged his tired body to your shared bedroom, hands clenched at his sides as he refused to let anything step in his way. Bi-Han was sure a single interruption would cause him to break.

The man gripped the bedroom door, opening it, entering, and shutting it behind him. His eyes cased over your sleeping form; body curled up on his side of the bed, a blanket tossed lazily over your naked form, head pressed against his pillows with your pretty curly braids sprawled across the silk sheets. Bi-Han clearly remembers demanding them for you the moment you asked. From your sight alone he felt his body relax, walking over to the bed and sitting infront of you. Taking one more glance at your curled up body, the man leaned down to slowly push off his shoes— warming the moment he felt your arms wrap around his body, face pressed into his neck.

“My love..”

“I apologize for waking you.” Bi-Han spoke, finishing removing his shoes and rising from his hunched position. His hands gently traced your arms, eyes closing with a soft hum.

You shook your head, pulling yourself closer to him, chest flush against his back. “Don’t apologize.” You murmured, releasing him the moment he began to turn around. Silently, the two of you move closer, lips pressing together; slowly drinking the other in.

Words were no longer needed, your mannerisms speaking enough.

The lip locking continued, Bi-Han leading you to lay on your back, resuming the kiss the moment you touched the sheets. He sighed through his nose, pressing his forearm above your head as he deepened the kiss; tongue pushing into your warm, wet mouth to claim as his own. Licking into you, other hand rising to gently cup your cheek, thumb brushing across your heated skin.

Moments of passion passed before he pulled away from your, warming the moment your soft hands came to cradle his face. Your foreheads pressed together, breath fanning across the other’s face and resting their silent, simply enjoying each other’s presence. Shortly after the man leaned down once again, kissing you deeply— a newfound heat consuming the affection. His hand traced down your form, ghosting your plush skin; feeling the way your stomach clenches when his hands so much as drags across your mound.

“I missed you, dearly.” The man admitted against you, hand rising to your hip, fingers sinking into your flesh from his tightly he was gripping. As if you would suddenly drift away from him. His grip was met with a lock of your arms around his neck, bringing your bare hips up to his own covered ones. “I missed you.” You whispered back, hands coming to curl in his hair, the grip tightening the moment he pressed against you.

Bi-Han was used to teasing you during times like this, withholding what you wanted until you used your words. But he was far too pent up, to do such a thing tonight. He needed you desperately and his own antics wouldn’t stand in the way of that. So before you could even open your mouth in pleas, he was removing his clothes; tossing them off to the side in a small pile.

He rested on his hunches, grabbing the underside of your thighs, spreading you for him. He nearly groaned at the beautiful sight, your pretty slit glistening with your essence, clit begging for his attention. All the two of you did was kiss and yet, you were this wet.. something Bi-Han will always wear with pride.

“Seems I don’t have to prep you..” The man dragged in a teasing tone, grabbing his length and pushing the cockhead against your entrance. Slowly he pushed in, your warmth engulfing him, causing a shudder to run down his body. It’s been quite sometime since he’s felt you, been inside you— and he could never shake the amazing fall of your around him. Sucking him in, clenching as if refusing to let go.

A soft whine escaped you as he continued to enter, pulling him closer by the hair, ruining his bun. “I.. I did say I missed you, Bi-Han.” You breathed as his hips stilled the moment he was fully inside, warmth spreading across your body as you relaxed around him.

The man leaned down, a hand releasing a thigh to cradle your face as his lips ghosted your skin. “I know, darling. I know.” He spoke softly, pulling his hips back until only the tip was inside, before thrusting back infront of you. Bi-Han watched the way your pretty, bruised lips fell apart, eyes threatening to close as your eyebrows furrowed together. Your breaths were steady, for now, fanning across his face.

It didn’t take long for the man to pick up pace with each thrust, rising to grip your waist, holding you perfectly in place for him. Driving you into the bed with each movement, hearing the way your moans grew and grew, walls clenching and time he dragged in and out of you.

During times like this, Bi-Han wished to drop a few responsibilities as Grandmaster.

His hand lowered, pressing against the small of your back and raising you, driving into you at a different angle that caused tears to well in your eyes. You were so sensitive both from such a long period time without sex and because you had only woken up a few moments ago.

“Mm—! Bi-Han!”

“Mhm..” Your husband hummed along to your sweet moans, leaning over your body. “I feel terrible.. leaving my sweet little wife so pent up like this.” The man spoke, using his body to push your legs up high, thighs brushing your chest. He watched in enjoyment at the way you came undone from the new position, walls spasming and clenching around him— nearly making it impossible to move. Bi-Han breathed, leaning his head down to kiss your damp face. “That’s it.. I’ll repay for every single minute I was away from you, sweet girl.”

Promise hugged his words, releasing a hip to reach between the two of you; using two fingers to circle your wet, swollen bud. He followed you when you jumped, whining about the sensitivity while attempting to run from his deep thrusts. But he didn’t let you, hooking you close and refusing to release you. You were completely at his mercy, mind lost to pleasure as he rocked in and out of you all while his thick, rough fingers rubbed against your bundle of nerves.

You missed him, missed this. How he so easily ruined you, washing unnecessary thoughts from your mind and replacing them with him. And only him. Your fingers raked his scalp, leaning up to catch his lips in a deep kiss; one he eagerly returned.

Soon enough you that familiar feeling invaded your stomach, causing your legs to shake and your pussy to clench. You pulled back with a loud moan, head pressed against your pillow as your eyes rolled to the back of your skull.

“Oh..losing yourself, are you?” Bi-Han spoke slyly, messily quickening the pace of his fingers, ignoring your hand coming to wrap around his wrist. He felt your walls clench and clench, your stomach caving in as your thighs shook— cumming all over him and the bed, release dripping down your ass. “Look at that.. such a mess you made for me, my love.”

Despite this, his hips never stopped, continuing to fuck you even as soft cries of too much! escaped your raw throat. Bi-Han only smiled, leaning down to kiss your hot skin, declaring just one more and you can take it.

The man’s thrusts continued, becoming uncoordinated and sloppier by the second, tip pushing against your cervix with, pleasure washing the pain away quickly. He bit his lip, silence his deep groan as he spilled into you— head going slack the moment you came again, milking him completely.

Heavy pants surrounded the room, your legs sliding from his shoulders to lay on other side of him, still shaking from the aftershocks. You breathed heavily as he moved his hips experimentally, assuring every single drop got inside of you.

“You’re going to break me.” You spoke softly, hearing him release a breath of amusement. He leaned down, hand tracing the side of your face and leaning to curl into your hair.

“Maybe.. but not tonight.”

You smiled at this, wrapping your arms tight around him and bringing him even closer as if trying to meld your bodies together. “I missed you, Grandmaster.” You ignored the way his cock twitched inside you from your words, feeling his hand drag across your skin, breathing you in with a pleased sigh.

“I missed you, my beautiful wife.”

[yanderestarangel]

HEADKANONS MK1 | DOM!TOMAS VRBADA - SMUT EDITION

☆🧸TW: ftm reader, daddykink, v!sex, facesitting, fingering, masturbation, aggressive sex, husband x husband, afab anatomy, nicknames, praise, degradation, hard!dom tomas, punishment, oral (f!re), blowjob, breeding, size kink.

☆🧸A/N: I just love the 'dom!tomas' concept seriously- he looks so good being tough. Anyway, I hope you like it! and please tag me in the fanfic if you write it I would love to read it! (all of you who make ftm x mk mens fics or blogs, please tag me, I'm tired of reading my own fics)

♡dom!tomas vrbada - He loves to fuck you when he arrives tired from a mission, he just wants to take out all the tiredness and stress on you on your fragile and small body compared to the generous build of his muscles. Smoke doesn't wait for you to process what's happening, just holding you tightly between his thighs, making your knees burn from the hardness of the wooden floor - he would soon take his fat, elongated dick out of his pants, his shaft was tipped red , begging for some tight hole in your body and that time it would be your little mouth.

His blue eyes never leave yours, filled with lust and desire, watching how you struggle to swallow the length of his dick, seeing how wet your lips are while they glide up and down his shaft, "-Oh... fucking hell!- my baby is such a horny little slut..." Tomas whispers hoarsely, unable to hide his happiness as he watches you give him head, enjoying each movement, every sensation it brings, "-That's it, baby boy- Take it well for daddy" he praised, his voice hoarse with desire.

"-You're taking my cock like a natural born whore." He soon forces your head even further onto his thick member, making you choke and cry on his dick, he will love the view, seeing your husband totally at his mercy - especially when he sees your pussy dripping on the floor, you were a good boy so he knew you were going to make him cum first, even if he was extremely rough and left your throat hurting - or rubbed his cock on your face, cumming right away and painting you white, telling you that you look beautiful like a whore in heat.

♡dom!tomas vrbada - He'll fuck you roughly if he knows you're going to make him jealous on purpose, placing you on any hard enough surface and spreading your thighs, giving painful and assertive slaps to your pussy - using his thumb to apply enough force to make you cum. writhe beneath him. "-Say it whore," he demanded harshly, his cock digging into your tight hole as he thrusts into you relentlessly.

"-Tell me you're sorry for making me jealous." In a display of dominance, he forcefully laid you down on the kitchen table, your body exposed and vulnerable on the cold surface. He teased his dick at the entrance of your wet pussy, testing your resolve. With a tight grip on your breast, he applied just enough pressure to assert his control. "-Tell me who owns this pussy. Say it boy!"

Tomas would slap your ass so hard, while he hit your cunt with all his force with his hips, his balls threatened to leave your sensitive flesh sore and raw, the drops of his sweat fell and stained your skin, while you watched the veins on his forehead, neck and even arms stood out with pure desire and anger, he was so dominant, he was tired of being the good ninja of the Lin Kuei clan... Tomas just wanted to be the horny man he truly was, and everything would be taken out on you. "-You will learn your place, little dirty slut-."

♡dom!tomas vrbada - He overstimulates you to the maximum, using everything he can - fingers, oral, telling you to rub your pussy on his thigh, telling you to sit for hours on his face, using his tongue to stick it in your wet little hole; or even in extreme cases, punish you by forcing you to touch yourself in front of him, while he also masturbated, without touching you directly.

Tomas would just speak orders in a hoarse voice while he masturbated practically in your face, sometimes sliding his dick into your soft lips - smearing you with wet, salty cum - He continued to masturbate himself, watching intently as you obeyed him, your fingers working quickly to pleasure yourself. His words and movements were calculated to increase your arousal, to make you squirm and write beneath him. Your fingers found their way deep inside your wet pussy, seeking out your sensitive spots while he watched hungrily.

"-That's my good boy... You're so beautiful like this baby- oh fuck! So fucking gorgeous when you're begging for my touch. So goddamn tight around nothing but your own little fingers-" As you neared the edge of orgasm, he stopped abruptly, leaving you hanging on the brink of ecstasy. "-Not yet," he growled, his voice filled with dominance and power. "-I decide when you cum, not you brat. Show me just how much you crave my approval."

♡dom!tomas vrbada - Who isn't satisfied until he fills you with his warm cum, all right inside your womb. Tomas wants his husband to look beautiful and very submissive, especially when you moan so beautifully while he cums hard in your cunt, filling you over and over again with his cum.

He would tell you how much he wanted to fill you, how much he needed to have you as his pretty boy, carrying his children - especially every time he lost control when he saw his cock bulging in your uterus, he could feel and see the own thick and large member coming out and entering your uterus.

"-Fuck look at this little pussy- oh fuck- I'm going to destroy you little prince." He moaned loudly, as he emptied another jet of cum into your pussy for the third time, putting two fingers in so as not to leak anything. "-Be a good boy and take everything, you'll be a beautiful father... And I hope you get pregnant now... Because otherwise I'll spend the rest of the day fucking you."

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

[soapoet]

W.I.T.C.H. pick-a-card reading

Hay Lin; next big change

like & rb if it resonates ♡

01.

Shufflemancy: 7 rings by Ariana Grande

ready for takeoff? well, buckle up, buttercup! you may have experienced delays in relation to your passion projects, studies, work, or side hussles, but things will be picking up speed soon. the more thought, intent, effort, planning, or work that you have put into things even during a stalemate, the greater the speeds you'll be reaching once things finally get going. you might experience this is as an easy breezy walk in the park or a roller-coaster ride, all depending on how much faith you've poured into this. you may hear back from that job or school with positive news, or have a successful launch to a passion project. there could be a raise or a promotion of sorts in store, and you seem to find yourself at the right place at the right time a lot. you feel luckier than ever before and things just work out in your favour. this is a huge relief considering you've had to work twice as hard as everyone else or deal with more setbacks and variables.

you'll be experiencing a very different timeline overall, especially with all the nuisances and heaches that just always found their way to you to take away your focus and drain your energy. your schedule may get a little crazy and hours start to feel like the most valuable currency. this effect is likely to be long-lasting and keep you busy for quite a while. do remember to afford yourself some celebratory rest, too, you've certaintly earned it. but all in all it seems like you'll be enjoying the change of pace and the various doors that finally open up for you, and you've been so ready to explore new opportunities and uncharted territories for so long that it's no surprise you'll want to do and see it all and be on the go.

02.

Shufflemancy: Lavender haze by Taylor Swift

whether or not you have travels planned, be it near or far, there is a distinct element of newness, adventure and exploration coming in for you. something may have had you feeling stuck in the daily grind and routines and had you bored out of your mind. you're about to gain some freedom and independence, almost as if shackles come undone and you get to run wild and free. you'll be meeting new and interesting people, some of whom quickly turn from strangers to lifelong companions and partners in crime. soul family members are headed in your direction and you'll look back to this time later in life and joke about all the funny little synchronicities and how within a couple weeks you could've sworn you've known each other your whole lives.

besides platonic connections, you may find yourself in the spotlight attracting many admirers, especially if you've felt like the sea has been emptied of all the fish. some of these are just fun and flirty encounters that serve mainly to put a pep in your step and make you hold your head up high. there may be drama in store, but nothing too messy. in fact, you may actually enjoy the telanovela of it all. one or two of these will stand out to you, and you might find yourself weighing pros and cons between two people you would seriously consider for something more. so long as you let things happen to you rather than trying to force anything or play private detective, you'll be sure to make the right decision as events and information unfold themselves to you naturally. you may even be surprised by how things turn out when you don't let bias or expectations tip the scales one way or the other and simply observe how the tables turn all on their own.

03.

Shufflemancy: Sleep alone by Two Door Cinema Club

you may sigh in relief as you finally make it out of a stressful situation. whilst everyone else seem to be making plans, you're clearing out your calendar. you may want or truly need to recharge, reconnect with yourself and get some peace and quiet. the world is looking a little brighter and it's easier to breathe again. when was the last time you had the chance to just sit and pay attention to your own thoughts and feelings?you may feel like you've been sleepwalking, living life for a while fast asleep and going about your days on autopilot. now you're awake again, and it's not to go wild and crazy but to reflect on yourself and how you feel. you may be doing quite a bit of soul searching at this time and asking yourself a lot of important questions. and not just asking, but really pondering and seeking answers. who are you? what do you want? what do you need? this journey of self discovery will make you feel so at peace and you'll find yourself unfazed by things that previously would have cost you your peace of mind and good night's rest. turbulent emotions calm down and the pendulum swing slows. you find the grey between black and white, rise above to see the big picture, and make a home in the in-between.

some people may try to rile you up, and others can be disappointed by, or even judgemental of, your newfound calmness. when you no longer show up to fight wars that aren't yours and decide to do what feels right to you, some will take that as betrayal, even when your values still align with theirs. real ones will see that you're achieving more good through love instead of hate and commend you for your new approach and how much it let's you grow. you may be taking a step back to connect with hobbies you've had to drop previously. through working on your natural talents and honing your skills you may find yourself collaborating on a project regarding something important to you. and it doesn't feel forced or like a burden when it's on your own accord for once. allow yourself to enjoy your own company and honour your feelings and interests. even if your change in course ruffles some feathers at first, you will gain a lot of respect and admiration for choosing your own path and staying true to yourself.

[plentyoffandoms]

Main Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestler Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: smut under the cut. Oral (m receiving) semi-public sex. (Reader under desk). Unprotected sex (p in v) a smidge of anal, cremepie

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Requested by anonymous. Hope you like it.

WC: 907

"Shh, shhh. It's okay. No one knows you are here. There is no need to fret. Just keep doing what you are doing. Yes, just like that, doll." I placed my hand on the back of her head, gently guiding her to take me even further into her mouth.

I looked down at her from my seat. She was under my desk, her own fingers deep instead her pussy as she sucked me off.

What a beautiful sight.

I took a moment to enjoy this. My head leaning back against my chair, my cock inside her warm mouth. Nothing is better than this.

I mean, being buried in any of her three holes is great, but this, this I will take for right now.

Maybe later on I can convince her to let me fuck her on my desk.

When I got told I could hire an assistant to help with my day to day work life, I laughed about it at first, but when Tony insisted, and showed me this wonderful, eager woman, I quickly agreed.

It didn't take me long to have her lips wrapped my cock, and me coming down her throat. Took less than two days for that to happen, and it has happened every single day since.

I heard the door to my office open, and my brother walked in. I sat up straight, nodding my head in acknowledgement at him as he closed the door behind him.

She was trying to pull away, to hide even further under the desk, but I knew he couldn't see what was going.

I placed my hand back on her head and gave her hair a tug as a warning. As Nicholas was looking around in his bag for whatever this conversation may be about, I looked down, and I gave her a hard stare.

Her eyes were pleading with me, but I didn't budge. I took one look at my brother and could see that he was still busy. I took my cock in my other hand, and tapped her lips to let her know where my cock should be.

I sighed once I felt her lips wrap back around the tip and started sucking on it.

"Here it is!" Nicholas said as he slammed the paperwork on the desk.

"What the hell is this?" I asked him as I took it to look it over.

"List of all the infractions that have occurred this week." He proudly said.

I meant to look over the list but I zoned out as her mouth worked faster on my cock. Forcing me down her throat, making herself gag, which I covered with a cough.

"Really? You gave Mike Wardlow a fine because he wouldn't get you something from the top shelf?"

"He was warned." I shook my head at my brother.

I went to open my mouth to say how ridiculous most of these were when I felt her hand grip my balls and pull on them slightly, making me choke on air.

"You okay?"

"Yes, just kind of stuffy in this office, but that is okay." I reached down under the desk, and forced her to take my cock down her throat once more.

I held her head as her mouth kept my cock warm.

"Go through the list and take out the ridiculous ones."

"None of them are ridiculous." He tried to say.

My hand left the back of her head, and she pulled back to breathe but quickly took me back down her throat.

"Well, besides the Mike one, take off the Nyla one. Wearing your favourite colour. Really? Leave and bring back a proper list with normal, none ridiculous reasons."

Nicholas grabbed the papers from my hands and stomped out of my office, slamming the door behind him.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I stood up, pulled her out from under my desk, laid her across my desk, her chest flat against the top, as I flipped up her skirt, pushed her panties to the side, linned myself up with her pussy and slammed into her.

I covered her mouth just in time as I fucked her. Not caring about if she comes or not, as this is all about me.

I was already so close after her sucking me off for the better part of half an hour that it didn't take me long to finish.

I pulled out as I felt myself about to burst. I jerked myself off over her ass, but I had a great idea as I did.

I placed against the opening of her as and kept pushing until I just got past the tight ring of her ass.

I didn't go any further as I came in her ass.

I couldn't help the loud groans that were leaving my mouth, not with her her ass was squeezing me just the perfect way.

I pulled out, watching as my cum started to leak out of her ass. I pulled her panties back up and fixed her clothes.

"Now, I would like my schedule for next week typed up and on my desk before we leave for today."

"Yes, Sir." She said as she walked towards my office door.

"Oh, we will be staying late tonight for inspection." She knew what that meant. She couldn't clean herself. She had to walk around with my cum leaking out of her for the rest of the day.

"Yes, Sir."

Tag list: @lghockey @nicoleveno14 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt @tahiri-veyla @crowleysqueenofhell

[circusclownsam]

Walking Dead OC (new)

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♡Basics♡

•Full Name•

♡Min-Ya Choi

•Nickname(s)•

♡Minnie, Sis (Katie)

•Gender•

♡Female

•Age•

♡18 - early 20s

•Birthday•

♡3rd of September

•Zodiac Sign•

♡She doesn’t care about zodiac signs

•Race•

♡Asian

•Birthplace•

♡Seoul, South Korea

•Nationality•

♡Korean - Australian

•Accent•

♡Her voice is mid-pitch with a noticeable Australian accent

•Languages•

♡She knows English and Korean

•Left or Right Handed•

♡Ambidextrous

•Marital Status•

♡She is not looking for marriage

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♡Appearance♡

•Face Claim•

♡ https://pin.it/5FkjIFk

•Body Shape•

♡Hourglass, small waist, average thickness

•Cup Size•

♡d

•Hair Colour, Length and Texture•

♡Chocolate Brown, roughy reaches down to her thighs, 2C

•Freckles?•

♡She has freckled cheeks + nose, faint freckles can be seen on her shoulders

•Birthmark(s)

♡She has a heart-shaped birthmark behind her ear

•Scars•

♡inner thighs, arms and back. All ranging in size.

♡rarely shows her scars, often hiding them with her clothing

•Tattoo(s)•

♡ https://pin.it/14H4q04

♡ rarely shows it, despite it covering most of her scars

•Piercings•

♡she has roughy five piercings on each ear, all black studs

•Accessories•

♡she wears a simple silver chain with her grandmothers wedding ring on it

•Height•

♡158cm, 5’2

•main outfit•

♡ https://pin.it/6VkvtLV50

♡ https://pin.it/79QnQUkhv

♡ https://pin.it/72rOvqdiy

♡ https://pin.it/1iJpNPdcw

♡ https://pin.it/5jrUKQFmT (zipped mid-way)

♡ https://pin.it/3C6fTV06e

♡ https://pin.it/1DQ9QYW

♡ https://pin.it/159oJ70

♡ https://pin.it/6Ui0IAep0

•sleep attire•

♡ https://pin.it/5BEOXwJUa

♡ https://pin.it/4ssOgZVNq

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Personality

•introvert or extrovert?•

♡Introvert

•Best Personality Trait(s)•

♡Kind

♡Caring to those around her (regardless of her hard shell)

♡Humorous at times

♡Honest when needed

♡Trustworthy

•Worst Personality Trait(s)•

♡Cold to those she doesn’t know

♡Brutally honest / lacking a filter

♡Sarcastic

♡Flirtatious (ig that’s considered a bad trait? Idk)

•Good Habit(s)•

♡fixing her sister’s hair

♡organising things

♡picking flowers for her sister (usually to brighten up her mood)

•Bad Habit(s)•

♡staring off into space

♡scratching at her scars when having a flashback

♡biting her lip when nervous

•Trigger(s)•

♡things being thrown in anger

♡being wrongly accused usually pisses her off

•Likes•

♡playing guitar

♡raiding towns for supplies

♡spending time with her sister

♡reading comics, specifically horror

•Dislikes•

♡when her sister is picked on by the other kids

♡being poked at by strangers

♡when things are out of place / unorganised (‘tism things)

♡superhero comics, she finds them repetitive

•Goals•

♡To raise her sister into a strong and skilful survivor

•Fears•

♡Walkers

♡Deep bodies of water (pools, oceans, lakes mainly)

♡Being abandoned by everyone she cares about

•Skills•

♡Hunting, mainly (will add more, probably)

♡Archery

•Talents•

♡Guitar

♡Gymnastics

♡Drawing / painting

•Weaknesses•

♡Her sister

♡her trauma

♡anything chocolatey (bars, cakes, fondue etc)

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♡Apocalypse Information♡

•Post Apocalyptic Job(s)•

♡Minnie babysat for her aunt when she was younger, earning roughly 30$ an hour

♡Minnie occasionally volunteered at the local library

•Weapon of Choice•

♡She prefers to use a metal baseball bat, occasionally a switchblade

•Place of Residence•

♡Alexandria, drifter (occasionally)

•Known Characters from TWD•

♡She doesn’t know many survivors besides her sister

•Enemies from TWD•

♡Walkers, mainly

•Name for the Undead•

♡Walkers, Slow-pokes (per her sisters request)

•Walker Count•

♡Minnie has killed roughy around 50 or so walkers

•Supplies on Hand•

Water bottles, medicine, bandaids / bandages, disinfectant (etc.)

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♡Family & Relationships♡

•Mother•

♡Lin Choi, late 40s

♡The two were never close when Lin was still alive, often neglecting her children for long periods of time.

♡Deceased, cause; untreated blood clot in the lung, stabbed in the head via Minnie to prevent reanimation

•Father•

♡Robert Choi, late 40s - early 50s

♡The two had a strained relationship due to her father’s abusive traits

♡Deceased, cause; drug overdose, stabbed in the head via Minnie to prevent reanimation

•Sibling•

♡Katie Choi, 12

♡the Choi sisters are very close due to Minnie taking on a motherly role

♡Alive

•Potential Lover•

♡Carl Grimes (aged up)

♡Glenn Rhee

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♡Backstory♡

♡ Born to Lin and Robert choi, Minnie is the eldest out of the two children. The then family of three lived in Seoul, South Korea for a year after her birth before moving to Sydney, Australia where Katie was born several years after. The family lived in Australia until Minnie was around 7-8 before suddenly moving to Atlanta, Georgia where the sisters still live.

Unfortunately however a few months into the apocalypse her mother sadly passed due to an untreated blood clot in her lungs. Her father later passed due to drug overdose as he could no longer carry the grief of losing his wife. Taking it upon herself, Minnie had decided to lay her parents by one another before swiftly stabbing their heads to prevent them from coming back as walkers.

After a while, the two sisters began making their way around Georgia; sleeping up in trees to prevent being attacked by walkers, occasionally raiding houses and abandoned settlements. they never stayed in a group for long, finding it far more peaceful when it’s just the two of them.

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“It wasn’t the traumatic experience you think it was, I promise,” Happy murmured after a while, because he knew just how much she needed the reassurance. Not even seeing him in the clear light of his kitchen, getting further proof of just how perfectly fine he was, had been enough to calm her down. Happy wasn’t having any of it. “We ate almond chicken and watched cartoons.”

His kidnapping had really been little more than a formality. The Chinese wanted to seize Connor Malone, whatever was left of Galen’s men and their weapons. Happy had simply been unlucky enough to find himself in the wrong place at the wrong time, but he’d never even thought the Lin’s could actually hurt him. They needed some kind of leverage against his club, and he’d been the first Son they could lay their hands on. Simple as that.

“Of course,” she snorted, eyes rolling in their sockets. “Why do I even bother?”

Indeed. Happy couldn’t for the life of him think of a good enough answer, so he just said, “I killed Lin.”

Snake didn’t even bat an eyelash at that. It’d happened mere hours before, so little time ago Happy could still smell the Chinese’s blood on his hands if he tried hard enough. But what was new? That was what they always did. Snake knew, Happy knew, they all did. “I guess he deserved that,” she shrugged her shoulders, completely unbothered. Anyone else would have probably felt disgusted, disappointed, anything. But Snake never, ever judged. She’d always accepted Happy for who he was, virtues and vices, and knew he would always do the same with her. “I’m sorry about Clay.”

Again, a wave of shock hit him. News sure traveled fast, even all the way to Bakersfield. How many more things did Snake know already? Just how much did she still care, despite everything? And why?

“Nah,” Happy quickly dismissed, the urge to make things clear almost searing. He couldn’t accept the idea of Snake being upset for a man who’d tried hurting his family so much, so many different times. Clay Morrow didn’t deserve her sincere distress. Arguably, no one did. “he deserved that, too.”

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?!?! tiktok “writers” are such misses but the blasphemy on this has me ????

link to it here!! my mouth was wide open ngl

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01:11 AM | mark lee

paring: idol!mark x fem!reader

count: 245 (two hundred, thrity-five words)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, intentional lowercase, not proofread

contents: pwp, softdom!mark, sub!reader, race neutral reader, oral (f receiving), cunnilingus, pussy drunk mark, praise, l bomb, cursing, use of “pretty girl”

losing my mind over mark lee don’t mind me there also used to be a mark edit w novacane by frank ocean and now it’s gone so you have to take my word on it

mark runs his hands down your thighs as your hands were tangled in his hair. his tongue was lapping your arousal all over your inner thighs and his lips. mark has been starving for your pussy for so long, it drove him crazy, and now he finally has you in his hands. after a long hard work day, he loves to devour your pussy till it was raw. he loved your pussy as much as he loved you.

“you’re so pretty like this, pretty girl,” mark mumbles against your slick pussy; adding on your stimulation.

“fuck, mark, please. your tongue feels so good,” you moaned out as best as you could. the pleasure felt like your throat lost all air. mark knew your weak points.

everything down to how he sucked on your clit, ran his tongue on your labia, shoving his tongue in your your dripping pussy; just everything mark did was cloud nine for you. not only you found yourself on the edge of release, mark was about to come so fast if you kept on moaning out his name like that. “so good for me, right? shit, i love you and your pussy.”

“mark, i’m close, so close.”

“yeah? c’mon, come for me, pretty girl.”

almost exactly after mark's words, your hands gripped on mark's hair and your thighs began to shake. with that small action of yours, it signaled mark that your orgasm washed over you in the best way possible.

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fuck the attitude. | park sunghoon

paring: highschool!sunghoon x fem!reader

wc: 2,905 (two thousand, nine hundred, five)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, mentions of alcohol/drugs and the use of them, not proofread

contents: dom!sunghoon, brat-ish!reader, partygirl!reader, (at first) shy!sunghoon, mean!sunghoon, sunghoon has four fwbs, mentions of hyung line and txt's yeonjun, dirty talk, degradation, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, creampie, unprotected sex, dacryphilia, nipple play, spanking/slapping, fucking in a strangers bed???, use of “sweetheart” , “slut”

notes : INSP BY THIS??? CAPTION??? HELLO D-D SUNGHOON WAS TO HOT PASSING AWAY I NEED HIM OHMYGOD. this was supposed to be a horny thought but i got carried away... LMAOOO

also the way this a year old 😭😭 sorry i disappeared on y’all fr … I ALSO FORGOT TO ADD EVERYONE IS LEGAL 18 OR OVER 18 !!

“what?” sunghoon questions when you abruptly disturbed his concentration.

“c’mon it'll be fun, hoon!” you smile at the male. sunghoon grimaced when he heard the endearment, were the the two of you that close?

well, no.

it all started back in the beginning of senior year, only a few months ago, where you first met sunghoon in your sketching class. he was very quiet at first, too quiet for your tastes. i mean, you were the school renowned party girl. you could be seen at any party that your high school held, no matter if you knew the hosts or not. on the other hand, sunghoon was very different from you. he kept to himself, only having a few close friends, yet still was known as the “pretty prince on ice.” after all, he was amazing at figure skating. your personalities were so different; at least at first.

when you asked sunghoon to attend a party with you, sunghoon nearly wanted to run out of the classroom and never talk to you again. why would you want sunghoon to tag along some stupid party with a bunch of horny and drunk adults?

“okay, no. i am not going to a stranger’s party.” sunghoon drops his sketching pencil to look straight at you. “i don’t wanna go.” he finalizes.

you groan quietly, “why can’t you have some fun? i’m sure heeseung, jay, and jake are gonna be there too.” you smile at sunghoon when you mention his friends. he knew you were going to drag them in soon enough.

“i told you, y/n. no. besides, i have practice.” park sunghoon was lying straight out of his mouth. he only had practices sunday through thursday, but of course, you didn't know that. closing up your notebook you took a good look at the boy across from you.

“no wonder you’re a virgin.” you say, barely above a whisper.

“excuse you?”

a slight laugh exits your mouth, “i mean, if you never go to parties, you surely have never dicked a girl down before. if you have, you’re probably terrible at it and you probably haven't even drank or done drugs.” you chew on your bottom lip as you see sunghoon’s face contort from disgust to anger.

park sunghoon was mad. like really mad.

before the boy could say anything, the school bell rang throughout the campus building, cutting off any words that could've left sunghoon’s mouth.

when you packed up your stuff, you lean against your shared table, “i saw how you got mad, if you wanna prove me wrong, pull up to daniel choi’s house. i wanna see you there, hoonie.”

a slight smirk appears on your face to the point sunghoon wanted to smack it off. the fake sweetness that laced your words got him even more annoyed too. oh, he’s going to prove you wrong.

he’s sure of it.

after the small conversation you had with sunghoon, you wondered why he got so mad. like of course he would since you insulted his sex status, but what made him nearly yell at you? it surely couldn't have just been he was a virgin, right? or the fact he didn't drink or do drugs? it was genuinely the first time you saw sunghoon experience another emotion other than just neutral. even if it piqued your interests, you simply swatted it off your mind.

“hey, y/n!” a voice calls out from you down the hall. you look back and you see jake sim, a friend of yours and sunghoon.

“oh hi, jake! what's up?” jake rarely ever talks to you, even if the both of you had the same calculus class last period.

“hoon’s mad at you.” a slight downturned smile hooks his mouth as he says his words.

you rolls your eyes at him, “i wonder why.”

jake sighs, “he won't say what got him so mad, he just kinda said it was your fault.” the boy shrugs his shoulders as the two of you enter into class.

as the two of you sat down to whatever seat you wanted, you purse your lips, “all i said was he was a virgin because he never went to parties.”

the blond boy stares at you weirdly, as if you said something offensive. “you said what?”

“it’s not that big of a deal, he just can’t take a joke. like if i said that to you, you’d take it lightheartedly, right?” you look at jake expectantly.

“y/n, it doesn’t work like that… besides, what do you know about hoon?” jake scoffs at your previous words.

“let’s see, he’s quiet, ice skates really well... and that’s it. he’s really plain.” you laugh at your own words.

“yeah, and if you were closer to him you’d know he has like four girls on his dick right now.”

what.

“sunghoon? park sunghoon. mr. pretty prince on ice? no way.” your mouth twisted a bit at jake’s sentence. was he really being serious?

“you didn't know? he has a lot of friends with benefits type relationships. all of the girls he’s fucked always say he’s like a sex god.” jake whispers as he sees more students enter into the once empty classroom. “if you don’t change your attitude, he's probably gonna fuck it outta you.” jake jokes before the class bell rang, signaling classes were slowly going to go into session.

for the rest of class, you couldn’t think of a single thought about calc. all you could think was sunghoon.

four friends with benefits? fucked many girls? a sex god? he’d fuck your attitude out of you? what other secrets did sunghoon hid from you? well, you didn't have to take long because just in a few hours, you’ll see.

the clock strikes 21:35 (9:35 pm), meaning daniel’s party would start soon. daniel, or previously known as yeonjun, was an alumni of the current high school you were attending. you first met him in year 9 (freshman) year when he was in year 12 (senior). he quickly became the older-brother-type friend that you would become closer to as the years pass. even though daniel was committed to his college courses, he still had that high school wild party side in him. so every once in awhile, he’d host parties at his (insanely large) house.

as you take a look at the time, you start to get ready, texting your friends now and then, deciding what to wear. once you finished getting ready, you take a glance at the clock again. 22:18 (10:18pm). perfect.

you finish yourself up and met your friends outside as all of you drove to daniel’s house. even if you were already having fun with your friends, a particular someone stayed in your head. butterflies were swarming your stomach as you kept on thinking of jake’s words, “if you don't change your attitude, he’s probably gonna fuck it outta you.”

what were you thinking? it’s not like sunghoon was going to fuck you... unless?

the smell was just putrid. sex, alcohol, drugs, sex, alcohol, did you say sex yet? it was only half an hour into the party and yet you can see multiple people passed out on daniel's living room couch, a bunch of horny teenagers trying to suck their faces off, a group trying cocaine for the first time, park sunghoon looking so fucking hot, and— park sunghoon? didn’t he have practice?

too dumbfounded by the way sunghoon looked, daniel spotted you. “y/n!” you nearly knocked daniel down by jumping into his arms and hugging daniel. “you’ve grown so much! how’s been senior year?” he asks, trying to stabilize himself from nearly falling back first.

“it’s been great, danny.” the nickname brings a wave to nostalgia as he gives you a red solo cup of some random alcohol you could care less about.

time passes and you surprisingly haven’t drunken much nor did any lines of coke, smoked a blunt, touched molly— you get it. instead, you kept an eye out on sunghoon. as said he has specifically four girls he has his hands constantly. what a player. you internally roll your eyes at the man only a few feet away from you in the kitchen. sure, he was attractive. it’s not like he could pound you until your brain is fucked out in the best way, making sure his cock is brushing so deep in your pussy— what the fuck.

daniel thankfully interrupts your stupid thoughts by pushing you another cup of alcohol, “drink?”

you smile at his completely drunken state, “thanks, danny.”

“i think that should be enough for tonight, sweetheart.” the deep voice made you flinch, making your back hit the person’s chest. it's none other than park sunghoon, in the flesh, looking obnoxiously hot.

“who are you to decide how much i drink?” you quirk an eyebrow at the taller boy, taking a liking to the nickname.

“i just think that some people shouldn’t drink too much.” sunghoon says nonchalantly.

before you can properly retort back something witty, daniel stands on the kitchen counter. “i’m just gonna say this once because i’m probaby gonna be wasted soon but let’s do a cheers because i say so!” daniel was wacked out of his mind but, it was a funny kind of wacky. you raise your cup along with everyone else in the room and cheers with daniel. you take a glace back at sunghoon and instantly regretted it.

as he rose his cup, he bites his lower lip attractively, making his dimples become prominent to the eye. he then downs his drink in one fast gulp, sighing from the alcoholic drink afterwards. “you’re staring too hard, sweetheart.”

“i’m not.” this time you were the one lying out of your mouth. “why would you care? didn’t you have practice to attend? or your little girlies?”

a scoff comes from sunghoon, “sorry i lied, sweetheart. i don’t need them either, i have better things to do.” he presses a hand against the counter next to you, practically caging you in his body.

“like me?” you joke at first.

“yeah, like you.” a smirk appears on his face as he looks down at you. sunghoon knew too well what he was doing. the eye contact was unbearable, your breathing became ragged, and your drink moving around in your cup due to how shaky your hands have gotten. you bit your lip to silence yourself of saying anything more embarrassing.

“where’s that little y/n that teased me for being a virgin, huh? because all i see is a little slut just begging for my cock in her.” sunghoon playfully moans in your ear as he says the word “begging”.

gluping down the nervousness you try to think of something to say, “i’m not begging unless... you... i don't know... fuck the attitude outta me.” you mock sunghoon by moaning “fuck” and restating the words jake told you earlier.

“oh, i will.”

sunghoon immediately pulls you to a random room upstairs in daniel’s house and pushes you towards the bed, making you bounce lightly on the mattress.

“i’m gonna fucking ruin you.” and that’s what sunghoon did. stripping you from your jeans and panties, he latches his lips over your clit, sucking harshly at the bud. your hands find his black roots, pulling him closer to your cunt.

“so fucking needy, aren’t you? you’re so cock hungry for me, huh? haven’t even done anything but sucking on your stupid clit.” sunghoon mutters against your labia. his voice vibrates against you in the best way possible.

“fuck— yes i am— only for you!” you weakly murmur, unable to create full sentences with the amount of pleasure sunghoon provided. his strong arms wraps around your thighs, pushing you down to the mattress. your legs also find their way around his head, making his tongue fully insert itself into your hot cunt. lapping at your juices, in just a few minutes, sunghoon’s face became all messy. your voice raises in pitch as you sputter out, “coming— sunghoon!”

even if your high came crashing down, sunghoon smirks against your cunt, “yeah that’s right, come for me, say my name when you come.” a smack against your ass rippled through your veins as sunghoon kept on devouring you whole. with that, sunghoon bores his eyes into your as he flattened his tongue right on your cunt. you couldn’t look away. it was too much, you were so close coming undone over sunghoon’s tongue again.

“no— sunghoon— too much— want your cock.” your voice trembled but you tried everything you could to at least sound coherent enough.

“hmm? too much? don’t you mean too good? you’re gonna take everything i give you, got that?”

you felt like you were on cloud nine. even if sunghoon was just eating you out, he looks good doing it. a little too good. a smug smile as he eats you out, his nose and mouth all up in your pussy, and his strong arms hooking under you to make sure you don’t move. everything was so attractive.

with one last flick of his tongue, you came for the second time that night. you weren’t the one who would have multiple orgasms but, you might just have to try it because of sunghoon.

in such a short amount of time, you came twice. all from sunghoon eating you out. jake wasn’t joking around. sunghoon is like a sex god.

your thighs immediately clamp up after sunghoon removes himself from your pussy. he raised up to take off the layers he had on him but he laughs at you once he sees you trying to regain breaths, “awhh, is my tongue too much for you sweetheart? i didn’t even finger you. this stupid little cunt just loves coming, huh?”

one of his hands fiddle with his jeans, taking them off, while the other slides to your slick cunt and slaps it a few times. each time more and more of his saliva and your cum splats on his hands, causing him to get impossibly harder.

“i’m gonna fuck you, gonna fuck you so hard you’re crying for me to fill you up.” sunghoon grunts as he presses his tip on your opening, gaining the wetness on his cock. you simply moan back, you wanted his cock. you wanted to go dumb on his cock. that was all you needed.

once his cock fully slides in you, he takes no chance and starts roughly thrusting into you. it didn’t take that long for you to start moaning his name again. the bed was rocking to his motions, your hands on his chest trying to have some balance while his hands are secure on your thighs; pushing them along to his pace.

“ngh— sunghoon, fuck! more please, please sunghoon i need more—!” you mindlessly babble. you were experiencing so much pleasure, you didn’t even know you wanted more. your brain and your heart were jumbled up together.

“yeah? more? you want more you needy slut? alright, i’ll give you more.” hoon starts peeling off your top and bra, fighting the urge to just rip them off. he then grabs your sensitive nipples and twists them. the shocking pleasure has you nearly screaming for sunghoon. there’s so much happening, you couldn’t care if anyone could hear you outside.

“does it feel good, y/nnn?” slurring his words near the of you name. “look at you shutting your eyes, you love this!” sunghoon laughs as he kept on having a stable pace. his cock is so loose in you and the tip is practically abusing your cervix over and over.

sighing, moaning, groaning, grunting, whimpering was the only thing left in the room. along with sunghoon’s cock in you, of course. you were at the brink of that knot completely snapping in your stomach. it was so close; it was right there. tears even start dripping down to your cheeks, not in sadness or pain. but in delight.

the waves of pleasure were crashing down soon. they were waves crashing slowly. you needed those waves where they’d crash down fast. third orgasm was even better than the first.

“sweetheart, you’re crying? crying on my cock? fuck— you’re desperate to come.” sunghoon grunts as another bead of sweat starts dripping along his hairline. he was on the edge too, he needed it as much as you. a barely heard “mhmm!” escaped your lips as a response.

“god— sunghoon! use me— wanna have your cum in me— please!” you creak out. sunghoon laughs at your poor attempt of talking.

the warm, nearly silky feeling of my white strings of his cum was all in your pussy. snug, full, and filled. sunghoon’s arms gives up and falls right besides you.

“don’t ever say i’m a virgin again.” sunghoon groans as he takes his thrown off t-shirt to clean off yours and his cum off of you and him.

“i was just joking! hoon— fuck. you are a sex god.” you can’t help but laugh a bit.

“sex god??? who told you that.”

“… jake.” you reply.

“whatever, at least i got to prove it to you that i’m not a virgin.” hoon rolls his eyes at you.

“yeah but, i sure don’t think we can still be friends after this.” you sigh, looking at the ceiling above you.

“who said we were?”

“what?”

“who said we were just friends?”

who knew sunghoon wanted to fuck from the start?

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greengreengreen. | blaise zabini

paring: rival!blaise x fem!reader

wc: 2,200 (two thousand, two hundred)

warnings: nsfw content, cursing, not proofread

content: rivals to lovers, dom!blaise, sub!reader, race neutral reader, slytherin!reader, blaise lowkey manipulates you??? lmfao??? but nothing serious, so COERCION/DUBCON just in case, spanking, humiliation, degradation, slapping, use of “slut” & “good girl”

notes: y’all are in year 7, 18 year olds!! i’ve been writing sm hs smuts mb im reminiscing ok leave me alone + also finally putting a photo that matches the story …

and don’t yell at me that i did this a st. patrick’s day special ok it’s triple green like DO YALL GET IT st. pats, slytherin, and greengreengreen also it relates to the story ok so y’all can not be angry w me xx

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“blaise. do not do this.” you mutter lowly, looking into his dark eyes with an intense look. even more intense than usual.

“y/n. you know how i am. give me your ‘head girl’ pin, or you need to find a way out of this. no other choice.” blaise fans his warm breath along your jaw, alluding to something more sinister.

“fuck you, blaise.”

“mhm, how about i fuck you, y/n?” 

the start of all of this all happened back in first year where you knew that blaise zabini was the last person you’d get along with. even if the both of you were both slytherins, his arrogant persona was definitely something you couldn’t get by.

the two of you weren’t academic rivals, or quidditch rivals, or anything like that. the both of you were rivals to see who was the better person. at first thought, it sounds dumb at first. but trust, it was real.

every single year in your years at hogwarts, you and blaise were trying to one up each other in everything you do. you were first in your classes, head girl, liked amongst everyone, while blaise was the best chaser in his year, apart of the slug club, and surprisingly attracted many students despite his vain personality.

but all of that turns to a close starting today. 

your day just ended with a potions class and you were simply packing up your stuff before professor slughorn came up to you after class.

“miss y/l/n?” he says, clasping his hands together and smiling towards you.

“oh, hello professor slughorn.” you reciprocate the smile he gave you.

“why, hello to you too! i simply wanted to ask you a few questions today.” he starts off as you nod. “i wanted to ask, what do you see in zabini? why do you to not get along?” you were startled a bit when he asked you that.

you didn’t realize how even professors caught onto the fact that you and blaise don’t mix well.

“i… i simply think that our personalities don’t do well together. you know him, he thinks highly of himself and he’s very rude. i’m not like him at all.” you shrug.

professor slughorn hums for a few seconds before speaking up, “i think that the two of you could work together well if there was a possibility.” 

“why do you say that?” you were clueless of where he was going with this.

“zabini is a wonderful and strong child. you should get to know him, miss y/l/n. you shouldn’t think that low of him.” professor slughorn repeats that same smile from earlier. 

“… i’ll think about it, sir.” you nod a bit before the professor hums a goodbye as you leave the room.

you had no idea that was about. why would professor slughorn want to talk about blaise? well, he is apart of the slug club but, why now? you didn’t want to think too much about it, it was the end of the day. you just need some relaxation. that was all.

walking back to the slytherin dorm rooms, you entered into the common rooms, needing somewhere to just sit for a bit. you didn’t want to walk all the way to your dorm, you couldn’t bare the energy that would even take to get there.

you pulled out your herbology textbook and placed it on the table you were at and studied for a bit. it was relaxing having some alone time for yourself, even if i required waving and saying “hi” to your fellow slytherins walking in and out of the commons. 

everything was going well until you saw blaise sit right next to you out of all of the tables open and free in the commons. 

“hello, blaise.” you say meekly, trying to just focus on your textbook.

“hi, y/n.” he says, without even looking at you. 

you didn’t really care that he didn’t glance at you once, you were just glad he didn’t just fully ignore you. 

the two of you endured in a few moments of silence before blaise spoke up.

“why did you say that to professor slughorn?”

he heard you?!

“…what?” your eyes flickered to the man right next to you that was already looking right at you.

“pansy overheard you and professor talking. really? ‘he thinks highly of himself’ that’s fucked. why’d you say that when you know i’m in fucking slug club.” he scrunches his brows.

fuck. you knew this wasn’t going to end well.

“it was about time you needed to be humbled. i thought the professor already knew that about you.” you defensively say.

blaise scoffs at your words, “you’re such an asshole, do you know that? why’d you have to say that to the professor?!”

exhaling sharply, you reply, “as if you’re not the one bitching about me every second of the hour. he should know the real you. the bitchy you.” 

the other students starting looking towards the both of your ways. the argument garnered the attention of the others, not something you wanted.

“you really take up the green of slytherin, don’t you, head girl.” blaise has a glint in his eyes. you couldn’t tell what he was planning for next.

“what the fuck do you mean by that?” you jerked your head back in offense.

“your jealousy and envy is showing. you’re greedy too. green. green. green. you’re so green, y/n. can’t you see it?” blaise raised his voice a few octaves so his voice slightly echoed through the halls too.

your eyes widened and your mouth dropped. you? jealous? envious? and greedy? what was he even saying?!

blaise simpers before getting up and walking away angrily when in reality, he wanted to make a ruckus. your fellow classmates were wondering what happened between the two of you.

a scoff leaves your lips as you got up and chased after him. he wasn’t going to get away from this. he won’t.

as you went down the hallway, you could hear the others in earshot saying, “what did y/n do?!,” “what happened?” and “is blaise angry right now?!” you were sure that you were on the brink of ripping a man’s head of right now.

running up the stairs, blaise stopped in front of his dorm room, turning around to face you with a smug look that you needed to slap off his face.

“the fuck was that for?!” your eyebrows furrowed as blaise leaned against the wall with an aloof expression.

“payback.” is all he says.

“i was just saying what i thought, you lied to everyone down there as if it was true! i don’t want the whole slytherin wizard body thinking i’m some backstabber while being head girl!” you furiously say, getting even more pissed as blaise just stood there, unamused. 

blaise gets up from his position but towers you in front of the door, making your back hit the door. he was caging you in with his height, which made you realize how tall he really is.

“you have two choices, give up being head girl or apologize. only i can reverse the effects.” blaise smiles but with unruly intention behind his eyes.

and this is where’d you ended up. stuck between leaving your title that you’ve worked so hard you fulfill or getting fucked by the man who scrutinized you the day you got here acts like an apology.

after a few seconds that felt like forever, you gave in, “what do you want me to do, blaise?” you sigh in defeat. blaise immediately takes you into his dorm room and locks his individual room.

once settled in, blaise immediately sits down at his desk, “take it out for me.” you were stunned for a second from his bold request. but of course, you realized what you agreed to. 

you got onto your knees and started unbuckling his belt. sliding it out of all of his belt loops and throwing it to the side. soon you were faced of pulling his cock out. grabbing it under the material of his underwear, you saw it for the first time.

girthy. that was the best way to describe it. you couldn’t even believe that somehow blaise wanted it somewhere in you and it needed it fit. nonetheless, your lips almost wrapped around his lighter tip before blaise grabs your chin, “no, y/n. how about you fuck yourself on it.” 

“what?” your hand loosens the grip on his length as you stared at him. 

“you heard what i said, slut.” blaise says allowing the ‘s’ roll off his tongue effortlessly.

rolling your eyes at him, you complied and stood back up. you unzip your skirt, letting it fall to your feet. blaise was getting too ahead of himself and started slowly stroking himself at the slight of you undressing yourself in front of him.

soon your fingertips hooked under your underwear and you allowed them to pool along with your skirt that was on the floor. to your surprise, your underwear was stained with arousal. there was no way in hell you were already wet.

“hmm, i see we’re already wet. i can’t believe you actually enjoy this.” blaise sighs in triumph. 

you mutter a small, “whatever.” before aligning yourself on top of his cocks’ head. blaise stops you for a second. he raises two fingers at the edge of your inner lips, eager to slide them into your mouth. 

although a bit hesitant, you slide them down. wetting his slim fingers and leaving a saliva trail. blaise is surprised you complied so well. “good girl.” he says as he slips his wet fingers along his tip and the opening of your cunt. 

when he finished, you slowly sink down upon his length. allowing yourself loose, his cock was filling you up larger than you expected. just from the girth itself, you struggled to have the entirety of blaise’s cock resting snug inside of you.

shaky breaths and exhales from the size causes blaise to run his hands on the flesh of your ass. smoothing them down and kneading them with his fingertips. he relished in the feeling of him entirely in you. it was almost like you were made from him. 

“you good?” he mumbles against your chest. you nod in response, not being able to move for a bit.

“you could say i’m green, right now.” you joke, earning a small snicker from blaise and a quick spank on your ass. you jolt and shut your eyes from the sudden sharpness. you never knew you’d be into these things, but blaise has you in a spiral.

with one small breath, you finally rock your hips against his cock, allowing yourself to rise and lower them in a slow yet steady pace. the slickness from your cunt and your saliva made the room swell with the erotic noise.

the more you rocked, the more the motion became smooth, became less painful. blaise uses his hands and allows you to even take more of him by pressing you down and sliding you back up. “fuck— who knew the head girl had this good of a pussy, hmm? you’re clenching on me— does it feel that good, slut?” he groans into your neck, suppressing his expression.

your cheeks warmed at his words, the control he had over you was nearly overwhelming. “don’t just sit there, respond.” blaise says with a slap against your cheek. after he slaps you he grabs your face with his hand. 

“god— yes! it feels so good—!” you were sputtering all over your words. blaise smirks in satisfaction at your response. he knew he had you right where he wanted you.

he pulls your face towards him and presses his lips against yours, his tongue sliding in between your parted lips. you moan into his mouth as he intensifies the kiss, his hand reaching down to play with your clit.

“fuckin’ slut. you love this— only a slut likes the fact she’s getting fucked dumb like this.” he mumbles between kisses. even if you wanted blaise to shut up, you didn’t want him to stop. the sensation is too much for you and you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. blaise can feel your walls clenching around him and he knows you're about to come.

he grabs your hips and begins to pound into you, his own orgasm building up. with a final thrust, he spills his seed inside you, the feeling of his hot release triggering your own orgasm. you scream out his name as you come, your body shaking with pleasure.

afterwards, your breathing ragged as blaise tries to catch up with his breaths as well. he strokes your hair lovingly, a satisfied smile on his face. “you were amazing,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“so were you.” you feel a sense of contentment wash over you, knowing that you’ve pleased him. even if it all started with you being more green than he particularly liked. you snuggle closer to him, feeling safe and secure in his arms. you can't help but wonder, what will happen after this?

let’s just leave it for now. you'll somehow figure it out later with blaise.

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♡ 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐛𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐧 ♡

TW: v!sex, extreme dirty talk, ftm reader, pussy talk, v!sex, hard!dom bi han, afab anatomy, praise, sub x master dynamics.

You two were more than grand master and apprentice, you were the golden boy of Bi Han's eye. You had a submissive nature that made him weak in the knees, always doing your best to get his attention - you knew he didn't want to get involved with anyone, having a commitment to a ninja lower than his grandmaster rank was something that would cause a scandal within the lin kuei... But you two didn't need to be in love, you just wanted to be one of his boys that night, and he was more than happy to play the role of dominating you in bed for a few hours - he knew how sensitive you were, how easy it was to turn you on, he loved every reaction you had just hearing his deep voice talk to you.

Sub zero soon called you to his quarters, some candles lit up the cold and smooth stone environment, while he was sitting with you on his lap. "-You know that I can hear your heartbeat, right? It accelerates just by me talking to you like that, you're so fragile." He spoke in a seductive tone, his eyes never left yours, he wanted you to feel the power he had over you, he studied you for months before accepting to dominate you intimately, every nickname you liked, every touch, every thing he provoked goosebumps on your skin, he wanted every night you made love to remain embedded in your mind, like a black stain, slowly corroding your senses, until only him was left.

"-You're so submissive and pretty... I think you would love it if I fucked you without even using a condom, or maybe just using one while fingering that cute little ass of yours." His tone was dominating, as he took control over the conversation. He leaned forward in his chair, spreading his legs wider apart to expose the bulge in his pants, it was clear he was hardening just thinking about what he planned to do with you.

"-Just think about it; feeling my dick deep inside your tight little cunt while stroking your cute clit or maybe just fingering your ass while fucking your pussy hard and raw, making sure not to use any protection for skin-to-skin contact." He continued talking dirty, as if imagining each moment of pleasure and lust vividly "-Doesn't that make you horny? Hm?" Bi Han asked calmly, watching as you trembled beneath him even more than before.

"-I know I can push you to the limit baby, maybe even make you cum while still wearing these clothes... How does that sound? Would you love it if I made you cum like that, boy?" He took one of his hands down your pants, while he held you in place, sticking two fingers inside your little hole, taking them out after they were well lubricated, exposing your juices on his fingertips.

"-Good boy, you're getting wet just because I told you how it would feel like... take off your clothes, maybe I'll let you struggle against my cock when we finally fuck for real" he murmured in a low and husky voice, his eyes never leaving yours. He wanted to see how far he could push you tonight.

You just obeyed him, clumsily removing the remains of fabric that still prevented the older man's discerning gaze from appreciating every corner of your body - He held your waist gently with his hands, feeling how wet and exposed you were beneath him, Bi Han couldn't help but caress one of your breasts slowly, while enjoying the view of your naked body.

"-You look so sweet right now, But remember, once we start there is no going back... And maybe afterward, you will cry, begging me not to stop fucking your tight little pussy... But for now, let's focus on making you cum first, okay?" He said as he kissed your neck softly, feeling how fast your heart rate increased by these words.

He placed one of his hands on your hips, while squeezing the hot, creamy flesh, guiding you in back and forth movements into the growing bulge of his pants, the thin black confining fabric of his robes was the only barrier stopping the grandmaster from holding you. fuck right there - but on the other hand, he wanted to make that pleasurable torture last as long as possible for both of them, he could feel how sensitive and horny you were just by rubbing against him, he knew it was getting harder for him with each passing second.

"-Don't stop, boy... I want you to cum just using my voice and my touch, okay? Just focus on what I tell you to do..." His tone was more possessive as he grabbed one of your nipples harshly , twisting them a little. "-Do you want me to fuck you now bunny? Or maybe just let you cum first, showing some mercy..." He slapped your thigh, while enjoying the view of your full breasts bouncing as you continued rubbing yourself against him. "-You're such a good little slut for me- your holes are so tight yet warm, perfect for my cock!- And oh fuck... Your cunt is dripping so much..."

You couldn't hold it in any longer, begging pathetically and shakily for him to fuck you, causing goosebumps all over sub zero's skin - he loved hearing you beg for him. "-Good boy, you asked for it... Now just relax and let me take control...", He took his throbbing member out of his boxer shorts while rubbing it against his wet lips, smiling, moaned softly as he finally felt his cock sliding into your tight pussy; It felt so good to be inside of you again that he couldn't help but grab onto your firm ass, fucking you deeper at each stroke.

"-You feel even tighter than before... And that smell... So sweet... Your pussy is clinging to my cock like a fucking glove, feeling every inch of me... Fuck!-" He grabbed your hair softly to make sure you looked at him as you spoke and moaned, looking deep into his eyes. "-Look into my eyes while I fuck you." Bi Han growled softly as he held your head tightly with one hand, insisting that you meet his gaze.

"-C-Can you hear that...? The sound of our bodies colliding, feeling your little wet pussy being drenched by my cock... Yes- that's the noise I want you to remember when you masturbate next time knowing how much I enjoyed fucking your holes." He could feel each thrust from below pushing his cock deeper as he still maintained control over the situation; he wanted you to know who was really in charge, dirty and incoherent sentences left both of your lips, kisses were raw and messy, your eyes were blurred by your mind broken by the intense pleasure.

"-Oh Fucking hell angel... You feel so good... So tight and wet... I want to see your face while we finish this, Ok? Now focus the fuck I'm going to cum baby boy-" His voice got more desperate as he thrust harder again, his cock almost slipping out of your tight pussy before entering again, hitting your G-spot expertly - he felt the familiar wave of pleasure building inside him once again, signaling his own imminent orgasm.

Bi Han buried his thick, needy shaft one last time into you - hot white seeds painting lines on your inner walls - his moans reverberated through the room as he fought to maintain control over himself; a futile effort. His cock remained inside your pussy even as he slowed his thrusts, enjoying the intimate closeness and connection between the two of you.

"-Good boy... Such a good boy for me..." He breathed heavily, as he held you close to his chest, maybe you two weren't in love, but there was a growing feeling beyond sex there.

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have never spoken out my thoughts about a female idol before but jennie. i badly want her to dom me and eat me out.😩

ngl i don’t see that much fem idol smuts/hard thoughts BUT LET’S SHARE THEM NOW BC WOMEN >>>>> if y’all have author recs that write fem idol smuts pls send them over in need rn

anyways YES. jennie is so fine, personally i think she’s a switch so when she doms… cries bc she’d be so hot. she’d pause and even lightly slap/pinch your pussy when you’re being too squeamish under her. “i know you can take it, right? be good for me, okay?” believing in softdom!jennie right now me thinks. i can also totally see her leaving marks near your pussy too like,,, bite marks and hickeys are seen on your inner thighs + the bottom of your stomach, dangerously near your sex

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