#request closed

[thisonehere]

Bi han x reader smut with the one bed trope while they're on an overnight mission

A Bed of Ice

A/n: OOOOOOOOO, this is going to get spicy. *Cracks knuckles* I've been waiting for this moment for a long time...

Tags: NSFW, Smut, MK1 AU, Request, one-bed trope, G/N reader

C/w: Y'all saw the request, some smutty shit 'bout to happen. Late night sex, fondling, overstimulation, rough sex, hickeys, biting

"A room for two please." the Hotel desk clerk looked up from his phone and he saw you standing before his desk, he could tell you were exhausted but you still attempted to make an effort to be cordial. You had a tired smile stretched across your face. Behind you, he saw a man, Bi-Han, shooting him a smouldering and impatient glare. You both were in your Lin Kuei attire, so he couldn't help but stare at the two ninjas before him. "Are you deaf? She/He/They just spoke, we want a room." Bi-Han growled, both tired and impatient because of the long night. The clerk flinched in surprise. You flash him a smile as you apologize for your friends...over-eagerness to sleep at such a nice place.

"This is a terrible idea." You were in an elevator now, since it was the middle of the night, it was just the two of you inside. Bi-Han was still grumpy, frowning and making sure you were aware of it. You barely paid him any mind though, you were too worn out to even care. You have been on this mission for days with little to no rest. Whenever you would sleep, it would be in turns to look out for possible enemies, and the woods were not as nice to sleep as you might think. "Oh, come on, this is a really nice place." You finally respond back. "Would it kill you to be exited for once?" Bi-Han grunted at this. "Us being here puts us in unimaginable danger. I do not know why I let you talk me into this" He explains in a low and rough tone as if someone could hear him, studying the steel walls of the elevator door as if they open to reveal an enemy waiting for them. "Because deep down there's a part of you who really likes me." You tease. Bi-han huffs as he rolls his eyes.

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It took you a while to finally get to the room. You kept slowing him down to admire the decorations in the hallway. Crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceilings that glistened with iridescent light, oil paintings on the walls to be admired, giant porcelain vases planted here and there, it was a really nice place.

Once you finally get to the door, the first thing you do is the bed and you suddenly remember how tired you are. You wanted to admire the decorations of the room, but your eyes soon began to get heavier and heavier. You heard Bi-Han walk into the bathroom, to do what, you didn't care. You stripped down to your undergarments and climbed onto the bed, the mattress was so soft and the cover was so warm. Compared to the basically cardboard bed you had at the Artika, this bed was heaven. Everything seemed to finally slow down, the quiet was beautiful, better than any lullaby you've ever heard. You turned off the lamp and you were blanketed in darkness. You wrap yourself up in the soft, cotton covers and you doze off in seconds.

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"Y/n." you hear Bi-Han's voice from the darkness, causing you to stir. "MMMMmmm" You grumpily respond back, upset at your slumber being disturbed. You get even more upset when Bi-Han turns the lamp back on, blinding you with the sudden light. "What?" you angrily ask.

"Move over."

"Wwwhhhyyyyyyy?!?!"

"Because I want to sleep."

"Then sleep in the other bed."

"There is no other bed."

With this, you jolt back up. You frantically look around the room and realize what Bi-Han had said was correct. There was no other bed. You had been so tired that you hadn't realized this. You look at Bi-Han and see, just like you, he was also stripped down to his undergarments. You always knew he was muscular just by seeing his strong arms. But here, you saw his half-naked body, every last bit of muscle. His abs, biceps, pecs and many more muscles were nicely highlighted by the lamp's light. His privates were covered by the thin cloth, but the bulge was humongous and right in your face. You gulp as you stare at his sculpted body.

"Well?" You are brought back to the moment. Bi-han impatiently looks down at you waiting for a response. "I-I...Couldn't we change rooms? Get you a new one a mean, a-all to yourself." i-Han rolled his eyes. "Too dangerous. Someone might spot me, but this time it could be the wrong person. And frankly, I am too tired to do all that." You blink your eyes desperately. You realise that this massive hunk of a man will get in the bed with you and that makes every last part of your body tremble for some reason. "Why don't we just make you a makeshift mattress on the floor." Bi-Hans's eyes widen in offence at this idea. "I am your grandmaster! How dare you try and make me sleep on the floor. Move over now, or be moved."

It was pointless to even sleep. You were too wide awake now. You and Bi-Han were close, that's why he asked you to go with him on this mission, but you've very been "sleeping in the same bed in your underwear" close. He was literally beside you, half-naked too, you still can't get over this. You never hesitated to make banter with Bi-Han, but being this close to him made you nervous.

It was all silence, your heartbeat coupled with Bi-Hans's light snoring was all that you could focus on. You turn over and stare at his sleeping body. Your mind couldn't help but race, thinking about so many things about him. Like how he is always harsh and cold, but you'd never guessed that with how adorable and innocent-looking he is when he's sleeping, Also, he smells really nice. You know that's something really weird to think, but he did. And his face, you never really had a good look at it, but it is perfectly sculpted. All you can think about is his body and his face.

Since when was the Grandmaster hot? You wonder.

As you admired him, Bi-Han moved suddenly while in his sleep. You are taken by surprise as he rolls over to you accidently wraps his arm around you and gets close to you. You panic at the sudden feel of his large and heavy arm not only falling on you but making sure to squeeze you a little. He feels so warm, he's a cryomancer, why is he warm. It felt so awkward yet it felt right at the same time. Don't think about how warm he is, you think to yourself over and over again. Don't thin-!!!!

Suddenly your thoughts are interrupted as you feel something brush up beside you. Something big and hard.

...Oh...oh no...

You immediately realize what it is. It's bordered by both your undergarments, but you can feel enough of it to know it's big and girthy. You can also feel your brain basically shut down and your heart stop. You began to panic and you didn't know what to do. But you did know that you felt something, both heat and chills, vibrate throughout your body. You felt an instant desire, a-a fire. And that terrified you. "B-Bi-Han!" You finally spit out. "Hm?" he angrily responds, half asleep and half awake. "I-It's-uh-touching me." You try to not to be direct. “What?” He angrily asks, either he was playing coy of was 100% clueless thank to him being basically half asleep. “It!” You try once again. "WHAT IS 'IT' ?" Bi-Han snaps back, obviously getting more and more frustrated as you keep him awake.

"YOUR GIANT COCK!" You finally cry. You didn't mean to tell, nor use that type of word. But you found yourself getting so flustered and panicked that you lost yourself and your mind for a moment. Bi-Han went silent, you held your breath along with his silence. You weren't sure how'd he respond. You feel instant regret, maybe you should have slipped out of his arm and put a pillow wall between you two, that would've been much easier than this. Maybe then this yearning that went through your body would've died down.

"I see." Bi-Han finally responds. You sigh with relief, now Bi-Han will move and you can go back to trying to sleep. That's what you hoped would happen, because instead, you felt Bi-Han's arms grab you and wrap around you, his member, which felt much harder and bigger now, pressed up against you. "W-What the hell are you doing!?" You gasp. Bi-Han shushes you though as he begins to sway his a little to extenuate his little friends presence. "You think it's massive?" Bi-Han teased. This sudden action took you off guard, this was nothing like Bi-Han, the distant and stoic Grandmaster that you knew well. But here he was, rubbing himself against you.

"N-No, I didn't mean it like that I-" you try to explain. "Quiet. You're a filthy (girl/boy/child) with and even dirtier mouth, maybe there are a few more things I can discipline you on." He says coldly, you feel one of his hands trail down your stomach and find their way between your legs. You gasp as you feel him begging to fondle you. "Grandmaster, I-AH!" You find yourself screaming as he retracts to his and slaps your thigh. "Obey your Grandmaster!" He hisses. He hands back to work and begins gasping and moaning. Things weren't making any sense, why was doing this, why did this feel so...good, so...right. Like Bi-Han's fingers were always meant to be there. "We have been shackled to this mission for so long. It has been such a distressing time, perhaps you will give your Grandmaster some relief." At this moment you realize that you're not going back to sleep just yet.

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It has been hours and Bi-Han hasn't yet been finished with you. Your hole was getting sore and sensitive thanks to the constant use, the bed sheets were no doubt drenched with excess cum that escaped from inside you. You and Bi-Han had done almost every position possible, he was gentle, he was harsh, he was whatever he wanted to be with you, and you were enjoying it all. Yes, you were in pain, but you somehow managed to live every second of this. "OH GODS, BI-HAN!!!" You scream, overwhelmed by it all. "Shut your mouth and serve your grandmaster!" Bi-Han snaps at you.

You were to reduce mindless fuck-toy for your Grandmaster. Your body was riddled with bite marks and hickeys that your Grandmaster happily rewarded you with. You tried to pretend that you hated this at first Bi-Han broke through this facade instantly. How you were in your back and Bi-Han had your legs onto his shoulders, violently slamming his hips into you like a madman. You could barely feel your legs, you could sweat that parts of you were going numb. Your vision begins to go blurry as well, you try to make out Bi-Han's eyes, they are cold and filled with relentlessness and passion. All you can do is cling to him as you were mercilessly fucked.

"This was a good idea after all." Bi-Han spits as he continues to pump into you with terrifying passion. "Are you happy, y/n? You were right!" He said as if the state you were in could put a single thought together to appreciate this and even mock him. Your every thought subsided with the sensations your loving Grandmaster was showered you with. "BI-HAN!!!" You cry once again. Your eyes began to fill with tears at the overwhelming pleasure and pain you were under. Bi-Han smiled at this, the sight of how much he had affected you made the sadist inside of him happy. And with one more satisfied thrust, Bi-Han finally finished inside of you. But at this point, he was basically shooting blanks. Your legs drop from his shoulders and plop wherever, you definitely lose a lot of feeling in them.

You try to catch your breath, maybe even try to bring a thought together Bi-Han hadn't banged your brain right out of you. Suddenly you feel Bi-Han's hand on your cheek. You gasp at the feeling of his rough hand against your gentle skin. He looks you in the eyes, beads of sweat falling from his face, "I think you're right again, y/n" he says through his pants. "I think of me likes you after all." And with that, he collapses right on top of you, leaving you alone to process what happened. You and your Grandmaster just did something unimaginable, this could be scandalous if it got out. But it felt... amazing, part of you wants Bi-Han to wake up so you could do this all over again. The other, much louder part of you demanded that you go to sleep. You feel embarrassed with how well Bi-Han to such a "love"-sick state. What does this mean? What will happen now? You wonder. But your mind is so drained that you can't seem to think anymore. You wrap your arms around Bi-Han and you close your eyes.

[emeritusemeritus]

Could I get a Weasley twins x female reader where they have an established relationship and drunk one night confesses that one of the twins is *bigger* but you don't remember which one at the moment and they offer to help you remember and then at some point in the smut of it all the twins take turns thrusting in one at a time like Fred in then George then Fred and etc...

Hi Anon! This request has made me genuinely feral and I couldn’t wait to start writing this! 🖤

Warnings: SMUT, descriptive & graphic smut, slight humiliation kink? Possessiveness, sex games, the twins compete. Competition, reader has to chose. Use of petnames.

Word count: 2.1k

You really weren't sure what had led to this very moment, memory a little blurry from the alcohol, but whatever or however you got here, you were eternally thankful that you did.

You spent the night dancing, drinking and catching up with your girlfriends in London, having a good time and letting loose. You'd gotten home safely, had something to eat upon returning back to the flat and sobered up slightly until you were joined by your boyfriends on the couch, recounting the stories you'd been told and laughing about the night. It had taken a turn just around then when you'd disclosed a certain piece of information to the twins that you usually kept close to your chest, but the drink had loosened your lips and had created the very situation you were facing.

Your clothes had been unceremoniously ripped off on route to the bedroom, as had most of your boyfriends' attire. It was a rush of kisses and touches, little spanks and a lot of manhandling which always made you aroused past the point of rationality. You'd been bent over on the bed, face pressed into the pillows as the twins surrounded you, bantering back and forth as they watched your naked figure squirm for them.

George had pulled one of his silken ties from the dresser and had tied it around your eyes into a makeshift blindfold which only prompted your other senses to become heightened, leading to you feeling desperately aroused for them both.

"Can you tell who I am?" One of them asks from your left side, his hand ghosting over your arched back and over the curve of your ass that was completely on display for him.

"Georgie," you say with a breathlessness that only came on from being so painfully ready.

"Good girl," he says, his finger slipping between your folds until he lingers around your weeping hole, teasing and torturing you as you squirm to get him to penetrate you. When his finger eventually slip inside you, it's like pure torture and sheer relief all at the same time. When his finger pulls away, you let out an exaggerated whine, feeling the loss of him beside you.

"Still can't remember who's bigger sweet girl?" A voice from behind you says, which you're almost certain is Fred.

That's exactly what got you here, like this. A slip of the tongue, an accident, in which you'd disclosed to your boyfriends that one of them was slightly 'bigger'. You knew George had a slight upwards curve to his cock and Fred was a tad wider  utnyly judt couldn't remember which of them could reach that spot deep inside you that made you breathless.

"Wanna find out?" The second voice said from your right side, which you thought was George.

"Please," you begged, not particularly caring about the game they were playing, you just wanted to be fucked, to be filled.

"Think we should get her remember mate?" One of the twins says to the other. It's almost sinful how wet this makes you, their playful banter talking about you without actually including you, like you're just a fuck toy to them.

"I reckon we need to," the other agrees, "wouldn't want our girl to forget would we?"

"Turns?" They say at the same time, apparently thinking the exact same thing as a hand creeps over the curve of your bum, watching as you squirm for attention.

"What'd'you think sweetheart? We each take a turn and you try to tell us who's bigger? And if you guess the right brother we'll let's you cum."

It feels like you're burning from the inside out, from Fred's words alone never mind the hand that was caressing your skin, across your back and over your bum.

"Please, please," you beg quietly, pleads muffled as your face presses into the pillow.

You hear a deep chuckle and you can't help but try and close your legs at the noise, desperate for some friction.

When the first twin lines themselves up with your waiting hole, you hold your breath in anticipation, too overwhelmed with the need to be filled. The first thrust has you gasping into the pillow, the semi-forceful but still delicate thrust making it impossible for you to think of anything other than the cock inside you.

"Any clues?" One of them says behind you but you can't determine who. There's no hands on you, no nicknames or whispered praises, only the feel of their rigid cock grazing your inner walls. You let out a sigh of disappointment as you felt them remove themselves from you after only that initial thrust but then gasped when you felt another cock lining up with you and this time pushing in with less hesitation.

You cried out into the pillow as they pushed in, filling you completely and holding themselves deep inside you, keeping their hips flushed with yours. Was it the other twin, a different cock? Or was it the same?

Another cry filled the air as you felt them pull out and be replaced by the other, this time you knew for definite as you felt the bed shift as someone else took their place.

Over and over you felt them thrust into you, one at a time and taking turns, feeling every inch of their perfect cocks without any resolution to the burning desire you were feeling. It was pure torture, having them right where you needed them but only for one single thrust, absolutely not what you needed from them.

"Any takers?" One of them says as they thrust into you harshly, making a gasp emit from your throat. "Who am I baby? You know my cock?"

"Or mine?" The second one says, thrusting deep as soon as his twin had retreated.

For the first time you can feel a slight hint at who it was, the second that their place a hesitant hand to your hip before quickly pulling away. Your eyes are closed as you reach a slight subspace, too consumed by the feel of them to allow any of your other senses to work properly. It's George, it had to be. The delicious curve of his cock drags across your upper walls as he sinks in to you, the ghost of a hand on your hip being the dead giveaway. George held your hip whereas Fred would have grabbed and left bruises. George liked to drag out every thrust, forcing you to feel him slowly filling you whereas Fred was often rougher, quicker in pace. George's curve served him well, pressed against that delicious spot inside of you that made you see stars whereas Fred's girth seemed to make you breathless even without needing to be in more than just his tip. But who was bigger?

"George!" You cried out, taking the chance and as soon as you called out his name, his hands fell to your hips and he began thrusting wildly into you, not pulling out or stopping as they had for what seemed like hours. You'd been right.

"But who's bigger?" He says, pulling you back just enough so that you're face is no longer pushed into the pillow.

"I- I don't know," you say weakly as you try and canter your hips to get him to fuck you again.

You cry out in frustration as George suddenly pulls out, leaving you empty and increasingly annoyed at the game they were playing .

Suddenly, Fred's whole length is shoved inside you without warning, his big hands coming to grab at your hips as he fucks deep, holding you tightly in place. You automatically squirm to alleviate the pressure from deep inside you but his grip is so strong you can hardly move.

“Still don’t know, pretty girl?” You can hear the smirk in his voice even over the sound of your deep breaths, trying to steady yourself against the feeling of him so deep, so far up you’re certain he’s in your guts.

“Freddie!” You cry out, trying to get him to fuck you, “you said I could cum, I guessed right!”

“Yeah we did,” both of them say at the same time, making your walls clench around Fred’s length.

“Who’s bigger sweetheart?”

You don’t want to say, don’t want to upset either of them even though you know it’s Fred. It’s only maybe an inch, if that, and you’re sure the wider girth of his cock is making him seem even bigger but you couldn’t say, not out loud.

“You’re both-.”

You can’t even finish your sentence as he suddenly starts pounding you, taking what he wants from your little dripping hole. You cry out, head thrown back at the feeling and you feel yourself building up to an almighty climax after almost no time at all, so wound up from their torturous teasing.

“Cum sweetheart, let me feel you,” Fred says between ragged breaths as his grip doubles down on your hips. It’s rare that you can cum so effortlessly without any clit stimulation but between their game, your vulnerable and exposed position and the extended teasing, you were feeling ready to cut almost immediately.

“Freddie!Fred!” You chat as you feel yourself falling over the edge, earning a generous and ridiculously sexy moan from Fred as he feels your walls tightening around him. He cums not a second later after you ride out your peak, your fingers digging into the soft bedsheets below you, pillows smushed into your face. His cum feels blazing hot as it fills you, his roar echoing through the room as he releases everything he has deep inside you, once again keeping you as far down on his cock as you can go.

“Wanna feel who cums more?” You hear from beside you, a hand stroking over your spine as you turn your head weakly to look at George who’s smirking at you, cock still hard.

You nod pathetically into the soft pillow, letting out a whine as you feel Fred pull out of you.

“Roll over Angel, want to see your beautiful face.”

He helps you shift, knees locking from being in the same position for so long. Your hair fans out against the pillows as you look up with half-lidded and tired eyes at George who climbs on top of you, smirking and with wandering eyes. He leans down and kisses over your breasts, your nipples hardening under his tongue. You cry out when his hand makes contact with your swollen and neglected clit, circling it just how he knows you like.

“You ready for me Angel?”

“Yes Georgie,” You say, eyebrows knitted together as you focus on the pleasure from his fingers, never wanting him to stop.

He pulls away only to line his cock up with your pussy as you feel him slowly sink it, drawing out that first thrust until he begins wildly thrusting into you, pulling your leg up onto his shoulder. His left hand holds your leg whilst his right hand sinks down to play with your clit again making almost inhuman noises fall from your lips. In this position he always seems to get exactly the right angle to drive you crazy, to hit all the spots that he knew Fred couldn’t.

“Not gonna last Angel, want you to cum with me.”

He begins circling just a little faster around your sensitive nub and your hips begin to buck wildly against his only thrusts, making him fuck you harder, deeper.

“Fuck!” He cries out as his hips stutter, his cup already shooting deep into you. You didn’t think you could be any fuller than you felt already but as he pours his load deep into you, fucking it deeper and deeper, you feel like you’ll explode. And you do. Your orgasm hits you like a steam train, walls wildly clenching and squeezing on their own accord as the overwhelming amount of cum trickles out of you even around George’s softening cock.

When he finally pulls out of you, he sits back on his haunches trying to catch his breath as you do the same, only lying down spread out on the bed, completely unfazed by your nudity.

Fred hops back on the bed beside you and immediately pulls you into his arms, not having bothered to re-dress during your time with George.

You’re completely sober now, at least in terms of alcohol- you feel completely cock drunk.

“What’s the verdict sweetheart?” He asks, wiggling his eyebrows and you look up at him in disbelief. Even George shoots his twin a look of disbelief as he tries to catch his breath.

“Don’t know, you’ll have to try again tomorrow.”

“Best 2 out of 3?”

“Yeah.”

[herzgeist-writes]

Hej friends

I have to close my requests for now, due to personal reasons.

Time is needed to actually write and get some requests done, which have been pending for a while, plus it‘s to give my mind some tranquility, since I‘m running on 200% right now.

I‘ll probably still do art though

Yours truly

Emi ~

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Request closed

Since I got a little sick and the requests I got and things I need to write would be all to much so the request are closed again

[creamymilkk]

⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡. ⚾️ Bruce Yamada Dating HCS ⚾️.♡

༉‧₊˚ #Bruce Yamada x reader

. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Bruce Yamada and GN! Reader.

༉‧₊˚ -Format: Head-canons.

× &﹕Summary: Dating Head-canons.

×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): Requests are closed, since I have enough requests atm!! The plan is doing all of my requests then post chapter 3.

masterlist | Requests: CLOSED | tags: @jackhughes-86

- We all know that Bruce is just overall handsome, so mostly every girl that sees Bruce falls in love with him.

- And he 100% knows that he is good-looking.

- Does he sometimes brag about having girls in love with him?

- Yes.

- he will ask you out or even talk to you. He will be so cocky and flirty about it.

- Literally will use cheesy pick-up lines just to get on a date with you. Or to even hang out, he just wants to know more about you.

- When you at least hang out with him, he will try to go somewhere fun. Somewhere you two would laugh and be overall a good time

- Like the fair and some random theme park.

- For two reasons. And two reasons only.

- 1. He wants to go somewhere fun to see you laugh and smile. Also, he does want to have a good time too.

- 2. He wants you to think he is a very fun person to hang out with and ask him to hang out again or maybe ask him on a date?

- If you guys do go to a theme park or a fair he will 100% win you some plushie or something. To show you that he cares about you.

- Also to flex how good he is at fair games.

- After a bit more of hanging out as ‘friends.’ He would ask you on a date. Since I think Bruce would like to know someone more.

- When you accept him asking you out. Your usual fun hangouts. Are more romantic.

- Since Bruce wants to show you not just his fun side but his romantic side as well.

- Would bring you flowers and gifts.

- Bruce saw you looking at a shirt? Boom, he buys the shirt.

- Looking at candy? Come let’s go in! So he can buy you some.

- He truly wants to show you how good of a boyfriend he could be. If you want to make it official.

- He will ask you to come to his baseball games. Since that’s a big part of his life, he has been playing since he was a toddler.

- Every time he is out in the field he will try to look at you. Even sometimes wave at you.

- Soon enough, you two officially become a couple.

- With that, here are some things that Bruce would do in a relationship.

- when you rant about someone or some random topic he will sit and listen to you. Even add his opinion.

- If you two are in a fight, he wouldn't tell you. He would try to talk calmly and explain how he feels.

- You two still go on dates.

- This man loves to hold hands in public or just have his arm around you.

- Just to make sure that everyone that sees you two is dating.

- HE LOVES BASEBALL GAMES DATES.

- Like he loves to go on a baseball game as a date.

- Likes to kiss you on your cheek every time he’s about to go or even before his game.

- He says that you're his good luck charm:,) so that’s why you need to go to his game or kiss him.

- Would probably tell his friends that he’s dating you and brag about how amazing you are.

- He loves to cuddle you, literally he loves it so much.

- just you two listening to music and when a super romantic song comes up (Blue Moon) you two slow dance to it.

- Also going to arcades and playing almost half of the day and just talking about life and the future.

- Would he still be cocky and flirty with you? Yes, he would be, but just a little bit.

- He will be the type of boyfriend that listens and tries to make sure you are cared for in the relationship.

- Overall I think he would be an amazing boyfriend.

[gatitties]

Ok, so I decided to close the requests for a while to finish the current ones, but they will reopen eventually, asks still available tho

And sorry if I'm not that active right now, I have exams in the next few weeks until mid-December 😔🤌🏻

[noroi1000]

As I said, I'm closing requests. 🔐

I'm a bit behind (20 requests to write).

Thank you all for these interesting trials I received. I will deal with them now. 💕

For the next two months I will be preparing works for you (my ideas) Keep your fingers crossed for me! Your requests await me as well as my stories! 🥳

[vaporvipermedia]

Congrats again on 200 bby!! If you're doing requests, Honestly I'mma give you the freedom to draw any of the OCs I've put up and doing anything you think would be hilarious or interesting to see them do?

I had to draw Tidus he’s too lovely not to. I love this 7ft chubby man, I want to hug em till my arms get tired. TIDUS SUPREMACY!!!!

ok that’s enough for me Happy Thanksgiving Trinket

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[ryanyflags]

I'm going to close requests for now. I've gotten a decent amount of requests, and remember that lgballt picrew? It hasn't been updated for months, and I've been wanting to change that. I'm a really slow worker though haha. And I keep getting distracted with things. I'm also planning on making a new google doc for the flags reference, with the individual images, names, parts and color location, which is uh, definitely an ambitious project, considering I have over 1000 flags in that picrew lol.

I'll get to the asks now, hopefully I make some progress :)

[emeritusemeritus]

Hear me out! Possessive sex + Overstimulation + Brat Taming + Breeding. Both of the Weasley Twins please. 🤭

I just always have this thought of just teasing the shit out of them when they’re work and fleeing afterwards. It’s almost as if we took their job of teasing us, and I could just imagine how pent up and frustrated they can be when they can’t do anything since there’s kids and adults around. The joke shop is suppose to be an appropriate place especially when it’s meant mainly for kids..Perhaps, add a part where we purposefully flirt with one of our old classmates. You can choose who! If you don’t like this idea, I completely understand! Feel free to add some kinks if you like or story elements. 🫶

Hi Anon! I’m so sorry it has taken so long to get this out, writing has had to be on the back-burner for now but I’m slowly getting back! Sorry for the lack of smut, it’s more of the setup as I’m abit smutted out 🖤

Warnings: Sexual tension, brat behaviour, Dom!sub relationships, polyamory, teasing, sexual references, mild swearing. Flirting, mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy kink, breeding kink.

Word count: 2.5k

Wonder Witch

You knew what you were getting into the second you opened up your wardrobe and changed into the outfit you'd carefully prepared for today. Your husbands had already long since departed the flat to set up the shop for the day, leaving you just a little later to sleep in, which you were thankful for.

Today was the big launch of new wonder witch products that the twins had been tirelessly working on, perfecting the range ready for the big launch today. You'd helped with ordering violently pink balloons to decorate every orifice of the shop, had banners printed and had even managed to convince Madame Puddifoot's to make some limited edition iced biscuits for the celebration, all in the same sickening shade of pink.

The icing on the cake was the costume that you'd picked out ready to hand out and display the new items, recreating the wonder witch icon on the packaging.

The dress in itself wasn't too risky, an array of pink and gold overlapping fabric that fell just above your knee, with a pointed witches hat in a smilies style. But it also had exposed shoulders with dropped sleeves and a corseted middle which hoisted in your waist to create a rather dramatic shape, highlighting your hips in a way that you knew would drive your husbands crazy. You carefully curled your hair and applied a healthy dose of mascara to really make your eyes pop before applying an equally vibrant lipsticks that you'd found matched the colour of wonder witch perfectly. You added a little highlighter around your cheeks to give you a little bit more of a playful look and slipped on your shoes to really help bring the look together.

When you looked in the mirror, you were more than pleased with yourself. You looked hot.

Checking the clock, you saw that it was 8:53am, just in time for the store to open. You could hear the twins flapping, mainly George, the moment you opened the door towards the staircase. They were bustling ready for the big opening and the unsurprising lack of Verity meant that she was probably going to be late again.

"Angel can you put these products on the... shit." George says the second you walk down the stairs, noticing the outfit almost immediately.

"What's up with you?" Fred asks, walking over to George under the staircase until he comes into full view, noticing that his twin seems to be frozen on the spot. He turns, looking towards the direction George seems frozen at and you watch as his eyes widen also comically wide. "Holy Godric."

"Morning," you say cheerfully, leaning up to press a kiss to George's cheek before doing the same to Fred as they look at you in complete shock, mouths slightly parted. "Where do you want me?"

"Um," George says, clearing his throat though his eyes hardly move from the curve of your breasts, a prominent feature of your dress. You fight the urge to laugh, wanting to keep up your little innocent play, pretending that you had no idea why they were looking at you like that.

"You want these on the shelf?" You ask, batting your eyelashes at them, watching as Fred's tongue pokes out to wet his lips.

The little clock on the wall chimes, signalling the store opening, just as you bend down to grab the box of products and you look up with pouting lips, watching as the twins hardly react to the chimes.

"You gonna unlock the doors big boy?" You ask Fred with a singular raised eyebrows, noticing how he doesn't even attempt to pull out his wand. A frantic knock on the doors pulls him out of his thoughts and you all turn to see Verity knocking to be let it, surrounded by a large crowd of customers ready to shop the new products. You flash a little wink at George as Fred unlocks the doors with a flick of his wand, the fireworks and the tricks beginning all in perfect synchronisation. When you look back up after picking up the box of products and see your two men still staring at you, completely unaware of the swarm of customers bursting through the doors, you knew today was going to be fun.

The store was packed right from opening, a never-ending swarm of people crossing through the doors until the shop was almost too full of people, all wanting to get their hands on the new merchandise. It was an overwhelming success, the new line of wonder witch products and cosmetics and you were thankful, fortunate and insanely proud of your husbands for pulling off the ideas you'd created together. You should have been tired, drained from the day as it neared closing time but truthfully you were on an adrenaline high, on cloud nine from teasing your husbands all day and seeing their increasing desperation.

All day you'd made sure to be a little bit of a brat, an utter tease whilst trying to portray yourself as an innocent Angel- something you knew for a fact that they didn't believe in the slightest.

George was easier to rile up, always quicker to respond to your more subtle teasing. You'd brushed past him a number of times today, the packed shop only aiding your need to slowly brush your ass against the front of his trousers as you squeezed past him or to pass something up to Verity on the stairs, ensuring that he got a face full of cleavage as you stretched up. You'd caught him staring at you more times today than you could count on all your extremities, especially when you climbed the stairs above him, ensuring that he knew your bare thighs were right above him.

Fred didn't always respond to subtlety, so you knew your efforts had to be boosted when it came to him. You'd purposely licked and sucked at one of the dark mark lollipops in the most outrageous way whenever he was paying attention and you'd even heard him choke on his own spit when he noticed.

You knew you had him when you were explaining to a group of seventh year girls about the patented daydream charms and how how they worked, passing out the colourful boxes items around the group as they accepted them with eager and curious eyes.

"Up to thirty minutes of pure, blissful imagination; let me tell you it will create a very realistic daydream of your choice so you know that boy you're crushing on? You're going to have the best thirty minutes of your life."

You're met with a round of playful giggles as you smile at them, knowing you were in for a good sale.

"Have you used it?" One of the girls asks and you nod eagerly with a smirk, knowing that Fred was just behind you from the way you could feel his presence, hearing him talk only moments before.

"Not since I married him," you say with a smirk as you receive another round of girlish giggles. "Between us, those thirty minutes with Fred were some of my most imaginative creations, believe me these little things are special," you say, twisting the box in your hands. "Just don't tell George." You watch as the girls' eyes light up and they quickly shove them in their baskets. You turn then, catching Fred's eye as he pretends not to have been listening and you act as if you're bashful about what he might have heard, placing a strand of hair nervously behind your ear as you walk away, making sure to sway your hips ever so slightly, knowing he'd be watching.

By lunchtime, you'd effortlessly riled them up to a point that it was so painfully obvious what they were trying to hide that you found yourself biting back a smirk for most of the day. They were so easily and deeply affected that it was rather fun to watch, but none more so than when Dean Thomas came into the shop just after the dinner time rush. You'd taken a quick break and had reapplied your lipstick, carefully checking you appearance before you walked down the stairs back to work. Dean had been talking to both of your lives near the stairs when he spotted you, eyes briefly widening as he took in your appearance. Unfortunately for him, Fred had been mid sentence and had definitely noticed Dean checking you out, making his go silent and cause a thunderous look to cross his face.

"Y/n, hi! It's good to see you!" Dean smiles as you approach them all, careful to avoid looking at the faces of your husbands who had now both caught on to Dean's over-pleasant demeanour.

"Dean, good to see you too!"

"You look good! Who knew that y/n (*maiden name) would become wonder witch!" His hands gesture towards your outfit and then to the display of new products to the side with your likeness on.

"It's Weasley," both twins said a little too quickly, in perfect synchronisation, making you have to bite the inside of your cheek to stop a laugh spilling out at their obvious jealously.

"Of course," Dean says somewhat absently, not picking up on the sudden hostility aimed at him by the shop-owners. "So what have you been up to? Do you see the others much?"

"Didn't ask us this many questions," you hear George mumble under his breath to Fred, who has crossed his arms across his chest and is hardly blinking, watching Dean closely.

"The usual," you smile, shooting a fleeting glance at your two husbands who's red faces seem to match their hair. "Keeping these two in line, keeping the shop afloat," you joke.

"So no little Weasley's running about yet?"

You could almost sense the little eye twitch George did at the words and you were certain that Fred seemed to stand even straighter, making himself even taller to tower over Dean.

"Hopefully soon," you say, biting your lip and George's eyes flicker to you with a fire in them, your words affecting him more easily than you'd anticipated. Fred seemed to incidentally lose his footing and was knocked off balance for a second, breaking the rather playful mood that had settled between you and Dean.

After Dean had left with a few things he'd come for, you finally accepted your fate and let the veil slip enough to drop the innocent act you'd been playing all day. Fred had cornered you beside the till, a stolen moment of peace as you reached high up to re-stock the daydreams, flashing him with a glimpse of your stocking.

"Really Freddie?" You pretended to admonish as you felt his rather prominent evidence of arousal against your hip as he started to get grabby with you, nearing the end of his restraint. "This is a respected establishment Mr Weasley, there are children about!"

You shuffled past him with a little tut, hiding your smirk behind your hair, leaving him stranded with mouth agape at your sudden boldness. George wasn't faring much better, his eyes still fixed on the curve of your breasts whenever he caught a glimpse, silently watching you rile him up further and further as your act slipped away.

With one last attempt at completely flipping the switch inside of them, throwing them over the metaphorical cliff, you doubled down your efforts. It was nearly closing time and you walked slyly over to the cash register whilst George was cashing up for the night and began stretching, pointing out your chest and making some very questionable noises. You adjusted the little cold shoulder straps on your dress and readjusted your breasts in the dress, sensing your attentive audience of George who was close by and Fred who had stopped what he was doing to watch you from across the shop. You suddenly turned and walked behind George, placing your hand on his hip as you squeezed past to reach for a carrier bag, carefully dragging your hand over his lower back as you leaned down. When you began to turn and walk away, you felt a large hand shoot out and grab your wrist.

“Angel.”

His tone was clear and clipped, telling you everything you needed to do.

“I know exactly what you’re doing,” he says, moving to stand behind you in the near empty shop, an obvious erection pressing into your behind. “Keep going little brat, you’re only fuelling the fire.”

When he lets you go and turns back to his task with no other reaction, you knew it was time to slip away. You rushed up the stairs, carefully avoiding both of them, ready for the next step of the plan. You’d prepped dinner on your lunch break, wanting to get ahead for the night and flicked the oven on with a flick of your wand as soon as you made it upstairs. You kicked off your shoes, pulled off your panties and waited, busying yourself to ward off the desperate arousal you were feeling, anticipating a good but long night ahead.

As soon as you heard the familiar, incoming footsteps on the landing, you bent over in your skirt to slip the pie into the oven, giving them quite a show when they walked in.

“Fucking Godric,” you heard Fred exclaim when he stepped through the door, followed by a similar curse only moments later by his twin as they see your pussy on full display for them, peeking out from below the short skirt as you bend over.

“Princess,” he says, beginning to stalk over to you as you pulled yourself up, closing the oven. You looked at them innocently, big doe-eyes and fluttering lashes as you watched them darkly approach you.

“You were naughty today,” George says, his hand reaching out to cup the back of your neck as he pulls you into a devastatingly sinful kiss that immediately makes your nipples harden under the dress. You gasp into his mouth when you suddenly feel a hand creeping up your inner thigh, underneath your dress.

“Remember what you said to Dean, princess?” Fred asks, voice dangerously low, prompting you to nod whilst trying to catch your breath. You knew exactly what you’d said, what you’d hoped for.

“Reckon we should start now?” He asks, his hand ghosting over the curve of your ass, feeling the bare flesh underneath his fingers. “Want you knocked up right fucking now.”

“Agreed,” George adds, somehow looking and sounding ever darker and more determined than Fred. George suddenly reaches out and turns off the oven with a harsh flick of his wrist, smirking when you look up at him in confusion at him turning off the oven.

“We’re not gonna be done with you that soon,” he says with a devilish smirk. “Gonna cum in you over and over, taking turns filling you. There’s gonna be so much cum in you that you won’t know where you start and we end, get you all round from us. Now.”

“Get on the bed.”

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I've got two requests that I need to start but after I'm done with them I'm not taking anymore requests for fanfics and I don't mean for just a short while I mean permanently

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Hi! Quick question ! When will request be open? Because I love your work it's so good:)

OMG HIII, it's been soo long I'm sorry. I kinda forget that this blog exist, the end of 2023 and the begging of this year I focused on me and my family. My birthday was yesterday, I finally got all the paperwork done and I'm officially in University/College!!

Now that this stress is off me I'll try pamper here a bit. There's currently 6 requests that I need to write, after they're done and posted I'll open the requests again! It should be quick work assuming that I'm not rusty, march will be a pamper month for this blog because in may my classes begin and I'm not sure that I'll be able to run this blog as well as when I was in high school

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There are a ton of request in my draft and inbox so they are going to be close for a bit. But you can still send me question and theories about the series. I really love to hear your guys thoughts about the show!

Request I will take:

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What if ideas

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Character x Character

Yandere

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Angst (I don't write it that well)

student x teacher (Unless Platonic)

Incest

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