#they cant resist his big puppy eyes

[sunscall]

Charlie and Dennis giving in to Mac

[atrirose]

͏͏𝒗𝒊. ͏MORE THEN JUST FRIENDS ! enha ͏ ͏ ͏͏  ͏— ͏ ͏ ͏͏  ͏해찬 ͏ ͏& ͏ ͏𝐢

bsf(?)enha x f!reader. warning. none, kissing in jake’ + fluff wc.0.9k 🐰 seiu?!: after a century i’m writing hcs again yayy

— HEESEUNG LEE

let’s you bite him, very weird behavior but he has grown used to it, at first he was all confused as to why you feel the need to bite him like a chew toy but it’s okay your best friend(?) get you now, his biceps nom nom, but due to all this he has bite marks all over him which he is least bothered about but he does get asked if he is dating someone a lot which is confusing because why would people just assume he is dating out of the blue “yn you know i have been asked three times today whether im seeing someone and it’s all because of the bite marks you leave, people would think we are dating”

“do you want that to be a reality” he looks at you with wide eyes “are you hearing yourself” — “i am heeseung”

— JAY PARK

wears your hair tie which very bf coded and i wonder why he hasn’t asked you out yet? like which bestie goes around wearing a girls hair tie when he obviously is in the market? wearing it just makes you thing he is taken “do you love my hair tie that much you can’t even return it to me? YOU CANT RETURN MY OWN HAIR TIE TO ME” shoves a piece of cake in your mouth to shut you up “is it bothering that much, i will buy you more” which is weird because why not just return the one he has on his wrist, at this point he just wants be a wife.

“keeps me away from girls you know” oh so now he is just using you as an escape mechanism “keeps me a step closer to you” your ears turned red “so you wanna date me?” you ask

“that’s very multifaceted question” you hit his shoulders “big meanie” he giggled knowing damn well he is down right bad for you

— JAKE SIM

don’t at him but he has kissed you, like a full blown kiss not just a peck, for training purposes right? yes for training purposes so you both don’t seem like complete losers with no experience when you start dating someone, you can at least put each others name on the resume “do you wanna kiss?”

“no” jake looked at you with puppy eyes “why not” just because this is not WHAT NORMAL FRIENDS DO MR.HOT AND GENIUS BESTIES “your breath smells bad” eyes out like that sad hamster on tiktok with violin bg playing “UGH WHATEVER” you kiss him as he smiles between the kisses, knowing you can’t resist him (damn hot mf) “love ya see you after the match”

— SUNGHOON PARK

takes you on dates, and i get that it’s normal but it’s not normal when he is taking you out alone with him every other week to ‘treat you’, because normal friends totally don’t eat at a fancy restaurant together or go on a late night drive without romantic feelings like girl who are you kidding? “don’t you ever think all this dates we go to without our other friends who you reject because you only want to be with me is the reason why people think we are dating”

“yes” he said cuddling you on his bed “and like this is not normal too you cuddling me, WAIT WHAT YES?” he kissed you forehead “yes but we aren’t just friends either you know” butterflies

— SUNOO KIM

cuddles all the time, whether it is out, in school or hanging out at each others houses, you both are all up each others, which has been pointed out so many times but sunoo really doesn’t care, he would rather feel your soft cheeks next to his than hear people about how this can be a whole scandal and lower the chances of you both getting any partners because people think you both are dating “sunoo can i get some water please i’m dehydrated” you try to wiggle out of the sofa you both were cuddling “nooo i will be cold”

“no you won’t be ugh get off me big baby” you try to push him as he gets up “so now you hate me” obviously he is faking it but you feel bad “im not i’m sorry sunoo what do you want me to do”

“date me”

— JUNGWON YANG

unusually long eye contact, and not the staring contest kinda way, but a loving and soft way, like he is expressing how much he loves you by staring at you, even when you are not looking at him he is always admiring you, asked at multiple occasions why he was staring at you and he just replies with ‘can’t i look at my best friend’ like sure so normal for a bestie to look at his bestie with love doe eyes. so the way he looks at you with undivided attention you might think he is listening to everything you are saying but no you got him wrong.

he humming at you talking about some dog you found cute on tiktok but he isn’t actually really listening and registering anything you are saying, he too busy admiring your plump lips that he would give anything to kiss right now “and then a blue cat said heya bro” he still looking at you “hmm that’s cool”

“YANG JUNGWON YOU ARE NOT LISTENING TO ME” you said shaking him “i guess not, it’s hard to control myself from kissing you and still listen to you, i can’t multitask like that”

— RIKI NISHIMURA

has your face as his alternate face lock id, also lets you use his phone, you want his phone real quick okay have it, you want to see through his photos okay have it, you want to use his insta okay use it, the only thing you are off limits is the boys gc because shady business goes down there, people really think you are dating your bestie and how he is the most honest and trustworthy bf ever? like no he has thousands of feet pics in his camera roll and you haven’t heard any explanation from him yet? how is he honest.

“you are going through my dms?” riki asks as you play around with his phone “yeah and if that bothers you don’t worry im texting this pretty girl who slide in your dms, soon you would have a cute girlfriend all because of my rizz” he snatched his phone from your hands “what the hell i thought i blocked her? yn why are texting her-”

“why? did you get offended? i’m sorry i shouldn’t have, no matter how close we are” he face palms like an old man done with everything “i’m not offended because you texted her, i’m offended at the fact that i have such a dumb friend who can’t see i want her more then just friends” there star struck aren’t you

[billgetsmewet]

i will save your life…

request : HELLLOOOO so like- what if uh Bill x reader but like they do it while listening to deftones?? (Ex: Risk from the dimond eyes album or something) idk i feel like that would be a good short story idk 🫶🏻

warnings : p in v, smut, handjob, sub!bill, petnames (ex princess/slut etc.)

Bill has been on tour foreverrr.. he was supposed to come back today, you were telling all of your friends about it. It was a big thing, considering hes been all over europe in the past few weeks, not even stepping a foot in your hometown.

He calls you up out of nowhere saying the bus broke down, great. - you think to yourself as you sigh, making him hear on the other end of the phone. I wish i could be there with you already.. - he mumbles, but you can barely hear him.

The music in the background blurs his voice but so does the fact that he barely has any signal.

I cant hear you.. -you chuckle- are you listening to deftones in the bus?.. -you ask, making him focus on the music for a second.

Oh im not the one who put it on, it was Gustav - he chuckles aswell, before getting a bit startled by someone next to him.

The bus is fixed! - he yells out. Were gonna be there soon!

You feel your mouth rounding up into a cheeky smile as he says that, you both know what youre gonna do together when he gets home..

You get a ring at your doorbell, you get shivers down your spine as you rush downstairs to unlock the door for him.

You open the door and hug him, not even letting him enter before you do.

Is that.. deftones? - he laughs, hearing the CD player bursting deftones in your room at max volume. yeah.. i thought youd like it - you reply nervously. yeah! i dont mind it, if you know what i mean - he laughs, almost laughing off the fact that you tried to impress him.

You invite him upstairs into your room, as you always do, trying to “enjoy some time with him”. you sit down on your bed, just as he does, right next to you.

The music is blurring out any sound you might hear in your room or anywhere in your house, basically its hella fucking loud, eardrums hurting type of loud.

You look at Bill, trying to tell you something you just cant hear, with lust in his eyes, his lips glossy and his look begging for you.

You didnt even have to read his lips to know what he wanted, you felt it straight up.

You smile at him, before standing up to lower the music a bit so youd be able to hear his moans.

Next thing you know hes in his boxers and youre palming him, hes rock hard, whining for you to do something about it.. what a slut.

B-bmhh.. baby.. mhh! please! please! -he moans pathetically, begging you to fuck him.

Be patient now, wont you? you made me wait too.. you didnt visit me for weeks for some stupid tour, isnt that true, hm? -you argue.

He just keeps whining and moaning like a dog, his eyes tearing up. Baby it hurts.. p-please it hurts.. -he cries, yet you let him cry, you keep palming him and teasing him. You feel his precum leaking from his boxers, “god..” you thought to yourself, trying to hold yourself back, not letting him win.

Eventually he did win, no matter how hard you tried, you couldnt resist his puppy eyes. The music is still blasting in your ears as you hear a big moan from him, louder than the music, he has managed to rip the boxers… how? i dont know, you tell me.. It was a sign to jerk him off, or atleast you took it that way.

You started slowly pumping him from the bottom with one hand , while you tease his red, swollen tip with the other. His precum has already coated both of your palms. A-Ah!.. Ah!! please.. faster..mmh! -he moans, how cute. You do as he tells you and you start pumping him faster, now with both hands.

His mouth hangs agape, moaning and crying submissively.

Please.. please.. mommy.. please.. let me cum..-he whimpers. Do you think you deserve it, Billy? Have you been a good boy? -you ask in reply. Yes! mh..mhm! mhm.. please! yes!

He just wouldnt shut up, would he?…

A-hhmm..ah! mommy.. i cant take it anymore-mmh.. im gonna cum.. mmh.. - he moans, before comming all over your hands.

Now this wasnt acceptable, what a dirty little whore. Cant even listen to his own girlfriend.

Oh look at what youve done.. this dirty boy needs punishing, doesnt he? look at you.. - you say, degrading him. I-i.. i didnt mean to, im sorry.. i couldnt hold it back.. Nuh-uh! This dirty slut needs punishing after this.

You unbuckle your belt, letting your pants fall down, making a clinking sound as the belts hit the hardwood floor. You get ontop of him, grabbing his waist, sitting down on his lap, teasing him before you actually begin.

Oh look at you now.. already hard again.. -you say, seeing his boner become more and more intense. What a slut for mommy, arent you?

You take off your lingerie, making him stare at your bare pussy, this time, he was even harder.

You get ontop of him, bouncingyourself up and down, relaxing into the music and ignoring his requests and moans.

A-Ah! please slow down, it hurts.. mmh..-he was so sensitive, what a submissive boy.

Mhm?.. ah.. fuck.. Bill.. arent you a dirty little sensitive slut for mama, hm? -you groan, trying to hold back your whimpers and cries, he was big, you couldnt lie.

You started bouncing faster, not caring about his high but about your own, he was already a spoiled little boy anyways.

Mama.. mh.. i cant take it anymore im gonna cum again…-he cries, coincidentally right before you reach your climax, cumming all over his abdomen, making him not able to finish.

Fuck.. -you breathe heavily as you get off him. But.. But mommy… -he whines.

Bad boys dont get to finish, darling…

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Ps: i wrote this in school it took me like two hours and why tf is it so short… anyways the coffee thay im drinking rn is hitting diff ughhh, i think its mocha or something

[blingblong55]

Yes, Mistress -John 'Soap' MacTavish NSFW

Based on a request:

need a super soft dom reader who cant seem to be tough on her baby darling soap. like he cries those cute little moans you see on twitter and then as reader over-stims him he cries and begins to beg but never uses his safe word bc it feels too good for him and then as reader has him tied to the bed, she jerks him off and he begins to moan and beg, his collar begin tugged anytime he doesnt say to who he belongs to ___ F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, sub!Soap, soft dom!reader, oral!sex, pet!play, ___

A/N: No aftercare because my brain died at the end...sorry

"On your knees, darling," a soft smile on you as you watch him with his puppy eyes. Little whimper knowing what was to come next. "But...R/N," he tried to reason. "No, my love, you can't just play with yourself if I'm not there," you lift his chin up to look at you. "Mistress, please be gentle, I can't take it today," he pouts a little, puppy eyes pleading with his goddess. Your hands off him, you walk away and he whimpers. "Mistress, please don't leave me here," he turns to face you. His 'good boy," collar on your hand. He frowns, "Please mistress, I'll be good, please~" his voice is so soft and quiet. Over the months that you and he had grown this relationship, he grew dependent on you for nearly everything at home.

A chain collar on your hands, he whines. "Mistress, no..please..I want to be a good boy," he crawls to you, arms around your leg as he looks up at you. "Please don't punish me, I promise I won't touch myself without your permission." You feel bad, he was always so good for you, always obeyed and this time, maybe it was your fault for not touching him after making him hard. The chain collar around his neck as he looks at you with teary eyes. The leash is attached to it. "Follow me," you say and walk towards your bedroom.

"Lay down for me, on your back," you command and he nods. "Yes, mistress." Your hands tie him to the bed, his pouty lip turning into a smile. "Mistress?" He knew well you could never resist your little pup, how his big blue eyes would beg for mercy, how his whiny moans make you turn soft for him. "Mistress, please~" he whines as you undo his zipper. "You can use your safe word, my love," you remind him but all he does is lean his head to the pillow. You grab a vibrator and turn it to the max volume, pressed against his balls as he tries to let loose of his restraints. You smile as you watch him cry out in pleasure.

"Who owns you, c'mon tell me," you watch in awe as he begins to stutter. "M...y-you..you...you own me...only you~" he throws his head back, his collar choking him when he looks away from you. "Louder, pup," your voice filled with command but still so soft for him. "You own...own me...n-ngh...mistress..please~" he whines again. His cock twitching, tip so swollen that the way your tongue licks and teases it makes his pre-cum leak. "Not yet, pup," you kiss his v-line. He looks at you, teary eyes making his blue eyes glisten. "Mistress...I have to cum..I can't hold it on anymore..please..please~" he begs, hands getting light bruises from the restraints.

You can't help but kiss him as you stroke his already needy cock. His cries and heavy breathing make your stomach feel butterflies. "Mistress...I'm your good boy..please..ngh..ah...m-mistress, I...I have to..oh fuck~" tears running down his pretty face. You watch as he tries to keep it in but then he gives you that look. "Please~" he whispers. You kiss his pouty lip and nod, "cum for me," you whisper. The vibrator making his cum make a mess all over the bed. You chuckle in amusement. "Look at that, my little pup, such a mess." His cum on your hands, you get back down to his happy trail and kiss all the way down to his cock.

You take it into your mouth, letting the rest of his sticky seed coat your throat white. He watches you with a smile, tears running down. You keep eye contact with him, and he whimpers. His balls are on your hands, "Such a cute pup," you swallow his seed and then go back to his lips and kiss him. He melts under your touch, the way you kiss all over his chest and face, reminding him how much you love him. "I love you, mistress," he whispers. "I love you more, my little pup," you whisper back.

Tags: @liyanahelena @saoirse06 @kariiiel @myregan1278 @anonymuslydumb

[whirlwindimagines]

Hi hi! I just stumbled onto your blog and I saw the Vash writings you did and oh my god my heart 💖😭 thank you for this blog!

Totally an optional request, but could you do one where the reader is a bit reserved on her feelings with Vash, but once she hears people bashing him for being a menace or a crybaby the reader goes absolutely feral in defending him on how he’s done so much for people, and starts to realize how much they genuinely cares for him. And if Vash confronts them on it the reader gets so flustered to where they can’t even look them in the eye or just melts with how he is

Again completely optional! Just thank you for all you do and I hope you feel better! 🥹

Aww I'm glad you’ve enjoyed my fics for Vash, I'm so in love with him it's not funny ;p; I hope you enjoy it! I left it a little open-ended :) ;) So who knows what that can mean :) And thanks! I'm currently having some good soup, so hopefully, I get my voice back ;p; Also ya'll have two Vash x Readers today for Stampede Saturday <3

edit: I DID IT AGAIN FORGOT THE LAST SENTENCE, I cant even blame sick brain on that ;p;

‘Those hardest to love need it most’

Vash X Reader

You're going to blame the alcohol, or maybe you are just an idiot? Everything about today was fine, or normal well as normal as it can be when you are traveling with Vash the Stampede. You entered a small town, hoping to stay out of trouble easier for you than for Vash.

Vash wanted to come to this town and said he knew the sheriff here. You crossed your arms as you looked at him, “And you’ll stay out of trouble while we’re here, right?” Vash rubbed the back of his neck and let out a nervous laugh, “Oh come on! You know I try to! It’ll be a quick trip, honestly!” He clasps his hands together, giving you a pout with those big puppy dog eyes.

Who are you to resist? With a ‘tsk’ and an eye roll you let him drag you into town. 

It's barely been five minutes since you’ve entered the town when Vash gets roped in on helping the local sheriff, you offer to go with him but he just dismisses you and says he’ll find you later. You are about to argue when he gives you a gentle smile and a pat on the head. At that point the argument ties on your tongue, and before you can embarrass yourself you just agree and run off. 

Which leads you here sitting at the bar of the local saloon, enjoying a drink or two. You sigh, leaning your head down on the bar, being alone with your thoughts is never good. Lately your mind has been drifting off to warm and fuzzy feelings of Vash. You're scared to figure out what that all means, so you’re choosing to ignore it. 

You hear two men sit down at the bar; you glance at them before ordering another drink. You hold the drink in your hand, swirling it around as you start to zone out.

“Did you hear that Stampede guy is in town?” One of the men says it draws your attention, but you keep your face passive. “The Humanoid Typhoon? That guy is nothing but trouble.” answers the second. Your grip tightens on your drink, you hate that nickname it's so unfair when they call him that. They have no idea who the real Vash is, you know you should just let it go. Vash always wants to see the good in everyone. You, on the other hand, have a much harder time with that. 

“He's got a bounty too; 6 million double dollars. I say we go for it before he destroys the town.” You slam your drink down on the bar counter hard, startling the two men next you. With a glare you look at them, “If I were you two, I would stop talking.” 

So, you were a little protective over Vash, someone had to be. “A stranger like yourself shouldn't stick their nose in other towns' business.” You roll your eyes, “That man is a danger to us, brings nothing but unfortunate everywhere he goes.” 

Your heart aches for Vash, you stand suddenly grabbing the man closest to you by the collar of his shirt, ���You have no idea what you're even talking about!” You snap, anger taking over. “Vash does everything in his power to protect people like you, scum that doesn't even deserve it. You’d be lucky to meet someone as incredible and amazing as he is.” You know that you certainly felt lucky to have met Vash.

Oh.

Oh.

You drop the man suddenly, eyes wide, taking a step back. Oh God you were an idiot, truly and deeply. Your heart rate picks up, how could you have been so blind? Clearly, the man didn't like being manhandled by you, because he lunges for you. But before he can reach you, you are suddenly pulled back, your back hitting a firm chest with a hand on your shoulder. 

“Whoa, now fellas let's take it easy!” Vash’s cheerful voice breaks the tension, you look up shocked to see Vash’s easy-going smile, but something is off about it. His jaw is set tightly and his hand trembles on his shoulder. Your face heats up, how long had he been standing there?

The man scoffs, “You should keep this one on a leash.” He points at you as you sneer at him, moving to take a step forward. You're stopped by Vash’s hand tightening on your shoulder, you glance at Vash, as he narrows his eyes. “Funny, I’ll keep that in mind.” 

You're about to snap something at Vash, but he swiftly begins manhandling you to throw you over his shoulder, you let out a shriek of protest at the movement. Gripping the back of his jacket like a lifeline, as he carries you out of the saloon

“Vash put me down!” You yell at him; your heart is beating way too fast and your face feels out. He does put you down, he does it so suddenly that you nearly lose your footing until he places his arms on your biceps to settle you. He doesn’t let go, but instead hangs his head. 

You are still angry, “You should have let me handle those guys, who do they think they are talking all that nonsense-” 

“Stop, please.” Vash interrupts you, his voice quiet and sad. “It doesn’t matter.” His voice breaks a bit, you can tell he's probably going to start crying. The anger melts away quickly after that, “Well it matters to me.” you admit softly, 

He looks up at you, tears forming in his bright blue eyes and your heart skips a beat. “Why? You don't need to defend me; I’ve heard it all before. Honestly.” He says this with a light laugh.

“Well, it doesn’t make it okay!” You snap, and he flinches back startled, dropping your arms but you don't let him get far as you grab him by his biceps taking a step closer. “You give so much to everyone you meet, your kind, you see the good in everyone even when they don't deserve and you give people hope, me included. So yeah, I'm going to defend you every time no matter what, Because I care about you!”

Vash’s eyes widen, and you feel like you’ve maybe overstepped, also did you have to throw in that part at the end? Your face heats up, and you’re looking everywhere but at Vash’s face. Dropping his arms, you turn around, “Okay, I'm going to bury myself in a hole bye Vash.” You turn around quickly, ready to run off but before you can Vash grabs you from behind slamming your back into his chest and hugging you around the shoulders. 

He rests his face in the crook of your neck, “I don't deserve you.” Vash mutters into your neck, you blush brightly, and you sigh smiling softly, “You do you really do Vash.”  You’re not sure on how long Vash holds you, but you’re not complaining. You’re a little embarrassed to have been so open with your feelings, Vash can be a little dense so you doubt he’ll look deeper into your words. 

Which is fine, just being like this together is enough. Your whole-body freezes, when you feel Vash place a gentle kiss on top of your head, “I care about you too.” You were going to die, your pretty sure you blacked out or at least your legs gave out. “Whoa!” you hear Vash cry out moving his arms to keep you steady and, on your feet, “Are you okay?” 

No, you really weren't, you let out a yelp as Vash spins you so you’re facing him. He leaned in close, too close! You shoved him back, leaving your hands on his chest and bowing your head. “Just… hold on.” You focus on composing yourself, you look up as you feel Vash place his hands over yours and he’s looking at you with such a sincere smile it makes you want to cry. 

“It's okay I get it, you’re okay…” a pause, he looks unsure, “We’re okay.” Your eyes widen, and then soften he's giving you an out. You relax, you need to work through these feelings first by yourself and then you two could figure out where to go from there. 

You smile softly at him, “Yeah, we’re okay.”

[happybird16]

Im on fire today I guess but now I just cant stop thinking about Levi's chest. Suggestive

“You want me to do what now?” Levi asks, his tone filled with incredulity. His expression contorts with a mixture of confusion and exasperation, his eyebrows furrowing as he struggles to comprehend your request. He has just finished his morning shower, and droplets of water cling enticingly to his well-defined, muscular torso. His pale skin is still soft and flushed from the heat of the water. The soft overhead light highlights the sheen on his flesh, adding to the allure of the moment.

You’ve interrupted Levi as he is in the midst of choosing a shirt, causing him to twist around to face you with an incredulous look from around the closet door. His gaze meets yours, and he tries to make sense of your unusual request.

"Can you do a couple jumping jacks for me? Shirtless?" you ask again, your eyes fixed on a bead of water trailing down between his pectorals, unable to resist the temptation.

Levi's response is swift and resolute, his tone short and clipped. "No," he answers firmly, his voice leaving no room for negotiation. He reaches for a grey t-shirt hanging on a nearby hanger, hastily pulling it over his head. "Not going to happen. I love you, but I'm not hopping up and down for your amusement."

You playfully whine, exaggerating your pout and pushing out your bottom lip. Raising your hands, you motion vaguely towards his chest. "But I want to see them bounce," you protest, your voice filled with playful longing.

His hair is still wet, and you can spot bits of moisture darkening the fabric of his chosen t-shirt, wetting it to cling to his muscles. Levi rolls his eyes, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. “Nice try,” he says, his voice laced with amusement. “I'm not falling for some puppy dog eyes and a quivering lip.” Closing the distance between you, Levi envelops you in his arms, his hip pressing against yours. His thumb gently tugs at the skin of your bottom lip. “I do enough weird shit for you on a daily basis.”

A frown creases your forehead as you tug at the bottom hem of his shirt. Desperate to get your way, you intensify the quiver in your lip, attempting to coax some wetness into your eyes. “Please?” you plead, hoping to sway him with your earnest expression.

Levi sighs heavily, his frustration palpable as he rolls his eyes and throws his head back in an exaggerated manner. The movement is accompanied by a slight slump in his shoulders, as if he’s momentarily resigned to fulfill your request. “Fine,” he relents, his voice tinged with mock exasperation. Jerkily, he pulls the fabric of his shirt back up and over his head, tossing it onto the nearby bed. A playful smile tugs at his lips. “But just this once, and you owe me big time.”

A mischievous spark dances in your eyes as you celebrate your small victory. You can’t help but feel a surge of excitement as you watch Levi willingly position himself in the center of the room, his bare chest on full display. The play of light accentuates the contours of his sculpted physique, highlighting the definition of his muscles. With each leap of his jumping jacks, his muscles flex, their strength and power evident in every movement. The droplets of water that still cling to his skin glisten and shimmer in the light, casting a mesmerizing effect. The sight is almost hypnotic, drawing your gaze as his body moves through the air.

As Levi jumps, you can’t help but appreciate the natural elasticity of his pectoral muscles. They bounce rhythmically with each leap, an enchanting display of their inherent flexibility. The contrast between the firmness of his physique and the dynamic movement of his muscles creates a captivating visual spectacle. It’s as if his body is a work of art in motion, his bare chest an exquisite canvas where strength and grace harmoniously collide.

Your gaze remains fixed on Levi, captivated by the fluidity of his movements and the enticing bounce of his chest. As the jumping jacks come to an end, Levi stands still, his chest rising and falling with each breath. He gives you a knowing look, a playful challenge evident in his eyes. “Satisfied?” he asks, a smirk playing on his lips. “Can I put my shirt back on now?”

A mischievous grin spreads across your face as you shake your head, relishing in the playful mischief that has taken hold of the moment. “Not yet,” you reply, your voice laced with excitement. “Can you do a couple more?”

Levi lets out a loud sigh, a combination of amusement and exasperation. He playfully rolls his eyes, knowing exactly where this is heading. “Don’t you dare start on how you want to hold them,” he warns, a playful tone in his voice.

You giggle mischievously, feigning innocence. “Who, me?” you ask with a sly smile. “I was just going to suggest admiring the bounce from a different angle. Maybe a slow-motion replay?”

Levi can’t help but chuckle at your playful response, a mixture of amusement and disbelief on his face. “You’re incorrigible,” he says, shaking his head in mock exasperation. Adjusting the band of his grey sweatpants, he mutters under his breath, “What a way to start the day.” Despite his playful complaint, it’s clear that he was enjoying the spirited exchange.

After a moment, Levi relents and decides to indulge your request. “Alright, a couple more it is,” he concedes in an exasperated tone. With a mix of mischief and snark, he adds, “Do you want to pull up a chair? Get yourself a ‘better view’?”

[yeonjun4beagles]

drunk(in love)

a/n: hi hi ^^ this is actually based on that little snippet of drunk yeonjun from suchwita hahahahah i cant resist writing cuz really, he is so cute >< so enjoy reading~ reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated! also this is my first attempt on crack (?) so i don't really think it turns out well but wtv ( ;´･ω･`)

you've been friends with txt for quite some time now and really, you've had your fair share of drunken experiences with all of them. well, except for yeonjun. you really wonder why he's never really get drunk in front of you? does he feels uncomfortable? does he not trust you? or is he scary when he's drunk? sad? clingy? you can never guess.

and today you'll get the answer.

you're going over to their dorm tonight for games night and you've asked for soobin's help (well, not really help, soobin just have to make sure yeonjun drinks a lot today and that's not really hard for him) for your agenda.

"y/n noona!!", hueningkai squealed, getting up from his spot and throwing himself over you, almost making you both fall down. "you big puppy, missed me much?", you said as you ruffled his hair, the younger boy just grinning from ear to ear.

"oooof looks like you guys started early without me, huh?", you asked, sitting down across from soobin and yeonjun, the former giving you a knowing nod. the latter however kept quiet, his cheeks rosy from the alcohol. "now now guys, what about we play truth or dare?", beomgyu suggested, grabbing an empty bottle and putting it in the middle of the circle. oh, don't you love it when everything is going your way.

after a few rounds, you grew frustrated, the bottle never landing on that one particular person you're hoping for. at this point, you already has to drink beomgyu's 'concoction of love' as what he likes to call it, taehyun has already somersaulted from the table, beomgyu having to post video wearing ugly wigs, soobin and hueningkai choosing the safe choice of truth which leaves only yeonjun having not done anything.

"okay hyung, i am just gonna give you two choices, truth or dare", soobin said, holding the bottle and pointing it straight at yeonjun's face. the older boy whined, definitely not liking that he has to choose. "truth" "okay, confess your undying love for y/n".

soobin's requests surely had yeonjun suprised, his droopy eyes almost budging out, "that's not fairrrrr", yeonjun turned to soobin, shaking his shoulders and kicking his feet like a child.

oh wow this is certainly not like what you imagine drunk yeonjun would be, all his coolness flew out the window, leaving this cute child in front of you. you're certainly not complaining tho, reaching into your pocket and getting your phone, recording this precious gem.

"what's not fair? you did choose truth so don't be pussy now, hyung", soobin laughed, passing the bottle to yeonjun. he then grabbed the bottle, tapping it as if it's his mic, ready to speak. "ahem, mic check, okay", yeonjun straighten his back, adjusting his imaginary tie before he speaks. "tooooo my beloved y/n, my sparkling blue spring, i am soooo soooo grateful to have you, my goddess in my life", he slurs, his hand making theatric gestures. "youuuuu really make me feel like i'm human, not just an idol people look up to.... how do you do that? making my heart all flowery when you talk to me? ahhhh you really are amazing~ you should open a flower shop, y/n", yeonjun grinned, making the whole room laugh at him. oh he's so gonna regret this when he sobers up.

"let me show you how much i appreciate you with this dance i make for you", yeonjun suddenly stands up, almost stumbling into the table before soobin manage to catch him. "okay now that's enough, hyung. let's go sleep", soobin sighed, practically having to drag yeonjun's ass to his room.

"Y/N DONT LEAVE YETTT COME TO MEEE", you can basically hear yeonjun's whining from his room. now, you really know why he never gets drunk in front of you. such a cutie.

before leaving, you quickly sent the video you recorded to your group chat, knowing how embarrassed yeonjun would be when he woke up.

and as expected, the next morning the house is filled with roars from yeonjun and soobin, the older one chasing the other around the house for a beating. "COME HERE, CHOI SOOBIN, YOU UNGRATEFUL KID HOW DARE YOU!"

[rkiveologist]

"I c-cant take it!" | jhs

pairing: sub!hoseok x gn!reader | wc: 746

genre/au: idol!au, established relationship, fluff and smut | warnings: he puts a considerate amount of time into picking those songs to put on his insta story, hobi leg appreciation, usage of baby boy and pup/puppy, he cant lie for the life of him, whining, handjob, begging, and overstimulation (hobi cries a little bit), there are more implied sexual acts at the end

summary: your admiration for your sweet little hubby's legs end in you giving him a mind numbing handjob.

a/n: this is my first piece in like 2 years so please cut me some slack im a little rusty LMFAO. i really want to continue more of this submissive bts agenda its so addicting.

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As you walked up the stairs of your shared home with your husband of 3 years, a variety of music reached your ears, none lasting more than 30 seconds before getting changed. Reaching and opening the door to your bedroom to see your husband sprawled out in nothing but a hoodie and boxers, you asked a simple "Whatcha doin?" as you took a seat on the edge of the bed.

"Yoongi Hyung made these wooden whales. I'm trying to figure out which song would go well with them," he huffed.

"Oh yeah?" you replied, distracted, as you stared at his legs. Have they always been this shiny? Did he just shave? You pondered, not realizing how lewdly your hands had felt up on Hobi's legs until he slid his legs up and, with a nervous giggle, asked, "Okay, now what are YOU doing?"

You smiled at him and softly replied, "Sorry babe, I didn't even notice." You decide to give him a big ol kiss as compensation. You climb up closer to his closed thighs and can't help but notice his resistance to opening them. An even softer, "You okay, baby boy?" left your mouth in slight concern.

As he made eye contact with you, not only did it look quite forced, but it was quickly contradicted by a huge smile that broke out on his face that he quickly tried to suppress. An unsure "Yeah, I'm fine" hastily left his mouth.

You sighed, "Hope, you do know that lying is not your forte, right?"

"I'm not lying!" he claims, with the same face and a soft pout.

"Then what are you hiding?" You press and with bright red cheeks, he spreads his legs to reveal his leaking cock straining against the restrictive piece of cloth. You cooed at him and palmed his print, letting him whimper out loud as his hips bucked up against your hand. You explained to him as he nodded along to your words, "You don't have to hesitate to tell me when you need me. I'm perfectly fine with taking care of you love."

"Y/n please do something, it hurts," he begged.

"Damn, who knew touching your legs would've made you this needy?" you teased as you dipped your hands into his boxers to pull out his cock.

The tip is bright red and leaking precum all over, and as you go to cup his swollen balls, he gently kicks his legs out and whines loudly, "Y/n just stop teasing and let me cum already. It's not fair."

Oh? "Since when did you make the rules puppy?" You spit out as you wrap one hand around the base of his cock and rub the open palm of your other hand on his sensitive tip in fast, tight circles.

You get an immediate reaction from him, "Shit shit shit, Y/n wait!" His back arches off the bed as he tries to keep up, even attempting to close his legs around your hands.

A stern, "Look at me," leaves your lips and it has your baby's tear-filled eyes struggling not to roll back and make eye contact with you. "Open." Was all you had to say before his shaking thighs reluctantly separated.

"P-please, I c-cant take it!" he pleaded.

"But you haven't cum yet, puppy?" you questioned before continuing your onslaught on his weeping cock. "You seem so close though, I know you are."

"Mmm y-yes m' so close," he slurred out as tears cascaded down his face.

"Come on, pup, you can do it, cum for me," you coaxed as you removed your palm from his tip and just pumped his cock. A loud sob that echoed throughout the room turned into a silent scream as your husband arched his back in such a pornographic way with shut eyes and fists clenched in the sheets, you didn't even notice the ropes of cum reaching the bottom of his chin. He was beautiful.

A new round of tears welled up in his eyes as you never stopped pumping his softening cock and weakly shut his legs again, but this time you simply let him. You whispered sweet nothings in his ear as he came down from the high, patting the bottom of his thigh before getting up and coming back with a washcloth in hand to clean up.

After gently wiping him down, he laid there blissed out in just a hoodie, quietly staring at you, waiting for you to come back to bed.

"You know Whalien 52 would be the perfect song for your story, hobi."

"Y/n, did you cum?"

"Oh."

[h5llpyre]

⸺ new pair ( 18+ )

nicholas d wolfwood x reader

cw shoe job, cis wolfwood, sub wolfwood, uncleanliness, humiliation, degradation, slight implied petplay bc i love sopping wet pathetic flavored wolfie, reader is mean, barely fucking proofread

this is definitely his best angle. his big, brown eyes looking up at you, a perfect view of the fullness of his chest, perky nipples peaking through the soft hair, and the spread of his knees making room for your cruel foot at his crotch. not just anyone gets the chance to see a ruthless assassin whimpering like a puppy under their foot. while it did take a whole ass fifteen minutes of convincing to make wolfwood finally unzip his slacks and get on his knees beside the creaky hotel bed, it was definitely worth it.

the drag of your shoe is more than enough for wolfwood to crumble. meaty hands clasped firmly together behind his back, resisting, he lets you meanly nudge his aching length. it’s cute really, watching him strain and try not to buck up whenever you gently circle the head with the bottom of your shoe.

now normally he would be disgusted with this. mortified, trying his absolute best to not think about what grime and dirt lingered on the bottom of your desert boots. but right now he can’t think of anything else but wanting to thrust his cock against the underside of it. it feels dirty— he feels dirty, but he can’t hold back the way his eyebrows pinch together in pleasure and pain when your heel digs into his balls.

“f—uck— hah..” wolfwood strains, his head thrown back, lips parted as he curses lowly.

“i know, i know,” you coo meanly, amused and smug. and to think that he was the one who said foot jobs were gross. “better than you expected?”

“shaddup—“ he begins to growl out, but it turns into a sharp whimper as you extend your leg forward and firmly press his cock up against his hairy pelvis.

“you said what?”

“noth- nothin’,” his eyes go from glossy to straight watery.

“yeah mhm,” you pull back your leg and let his throbbing cock spring back, before sliding the side of your foot up and down his shaft.

wolfwood keens, keeping his mouth shut from now on as you play with him. but he still aches for more, his hands unclasp each other, his shoulders relaxing as he reaches forward with shaky hands. wolfwood keeps his pleading eyes on yours as you stare down at him. he splays his large hands over the back your extended leg, one gently settling around the meat of your calf, and the other cupping the base of your ankle.

“want something?” you hum, quirking an eyebrow down at him. and wolfwood looks like he’s about to start crying. he nods frantically up at you, scooting closer and tucking your boot against his eager crotch.

“tell me.” you smile down meanly at him.

“let- let me use your foot?” he huffs out, leaking cockhead twitching against the rough laces.

—

forehead pressing into your knee, wolfwood humps your leg. white dress shirt falling off his shoulders as he hugs your calf, hips canting up and in circles. its honestly humiliating. knowing you are watching him as he humps his cock against your boot is exhilarating. both burning humiliation and arousal coursing from head to toe. it was all too much and too little at the same time.

“you’re humping my foot like a dog, sweetheart.” you laugh, using your pet name on him as he moans against your knee.

“shut- shut up.” he grumbles lowly, yet his hips seem to buck faster, eating up all of your sweetly condescending words and finding himself aching for more.

“poor thing.” you slide a gentle hand down his face, fingers stroking under his jaw. “you just love fucking my dirty boot, doncha?”

“mmh.. mgh.. y-yeah—“

“yeah? you sound like you’re about to—“

“fuh-uck! i-i am—!“ wolfwood chokes out, cutting your off as he goes rigid, cumming faster than either of you anticipated. he curses, lips pressing against your knee as his dick pulses and shoots ropes of cum across the worn laces and the wet leather. his knees slide apart on the ground as his entire body seems to strain as he gasps through his orgasm.

wolfwood rolls his hip gently, riding our the pleasure with his eyes closed. he only opens them once the post nut clarity finally hits him like a fucking train. he gingerly nudges his softening dick off your boot, letting it hang across the slacks low on his hips.

“shit,” wolfwood swallows hard, releasing his hand on your calf and running it over his face. he lets his hand fall, big, brown eyes filled with embarrassment still looking up at you, trying to ignore the fresh cum on your boots, but its hard when you’re staring down at him with a smug ass look.

“so?” you chirp, giving him a little head tilt.

“so.” wolfwood grumbles back, putting on a nonchalant act as he flips his white button up back over his broad shoulders.

“so are you gonna buy me new pair of desert boots then?” you laugh, lifting your foot up and leaning down to examine the streaks of cum he left on the leather and the laces.

“…yeah.”

[darling-i-read-it]

Roller Skates

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.3k 

Warnings: nothing I don’t think! 

Author’s Note: cute eddie my beloved he’s such a dork 

Requested; by @knowledgefulbutterfly, sliding into your asks for a request maybeeee??  umm what about an Eddie fic where he follows the gang to a roller rink and reader is just like... an angel on the rink? he's like immediately smitten and tries to show off but just... cant and reader takes pity on him?

Summary: the request !

Genre: fluff

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

Hawkins roller rink was fairly pathetic. There wasn’t a lot going on inside. They spent a lot of money on the mall that burned down so opening up a roller rink was kind of a sad way to say ‘sorry we don’t have a Gap anymore’. It didn’t have a gaming area because Palace Arcade was too good to rip off. 

They did have a pretty sturdy selection of skates and a pretty shitty selection of music. 

But regardless, you had been excited when they opened it up. Your hometown had a fantastic one. You had been devastated when you moved and found there wasn’t one within a hundred mile radius. 

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” you begged, sitting on the floor beside the table. The guys were all wrapping up a day of campaigning. You had been sitting on the floor reading for what felt like forever. Eddie had offered to write your character in but you didn’t wanna mess them up when they were in the middle of something. “It opened yesterday. We can still catch the free skating!”

“Watch everyone fall over? No thanks,” Lucas said, shaking his head. 

“Come on. It could be fun,” Erica suggested.

“See? Erica always has good taste.”

“No need to lump me in with you,” she mentioned. You rolled your eyes and gave Eddie puppy dog eyes you knew he couldn’t resist. He hadn’t ever seen you skate and you were kind of longing for a place to impress him. He stared at you, making exaggerated faces before letting out a sigh and shaking his head in defeat.

“Who’s going with us?” 

You hurrahed, fighting the urge to throw your arms around him. 

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The place was still up and running so you could see some sections had full lighting. The rink itself however was filled with fun lights that danced around the room. The place was surprisingly full. You hadn’t seen this many people in one room outside of school since the mall was open. 

You grabbed Eddie’s arm excitedly, pointing at the shoes. 

“What’s your shoe size?” you asked him. You were being trailed by the kids, who also said they wanted to come along after you said you were for sure going. Even Erica had managed to tag along. She was sure to out skate you. You had a feeling. 

“That’s classified sweetheart,” he said, pointing a finger at you. “I can grab my own shoes. I’m a big boy.” You rolled your eyes and stood in front of the counter. You told the underpaid worker what shoe size you were and he handed you some skates. You moved to the side as your rather large party got all their shoes. You unlaced them and slid them onto your feet, enjoying the familiar chunky feeling. 

You watched out of the corner of your eyes as Eddie struggled to put his on. You chose to ignore it, not wanting to hurt his ego. The second yours was on you stood up, gaining your balance, wondering if you would be able to pick this up as quickly as you thought you would. 

“I’m gonna go for a round okay? I’ll meet you back here!” Eddie waved his hand at you and let you go. 

He watched as you moved to the floor. He was instantly surprised as you started, getting your footing and then simply gliding across the floor. You were going backwards and then forwards seamlessly. You even took a couple strides then glided on one foot. 

“Did you know she could do that?” Dustin questioned. Eddie scoffed. 

“Of course I did,” he lied. Erica had managed to get her shoes on in record time and was starting out. Lucas was following closely behind her, teasing her about the way she tied them. She swatted his hand away. 

Eddie cleared his throat and stood up, almost falling over instantly. He grabbed onto the wall and steadied himself. 

“You got it?” Dustin questioned. 

“Hey, I know what I’m doing,” Eddie argued. Eddie hadn’t skated in his life. They never had anything in Hawkins that would require him to! You came around the edge and stopped against the wall across from Eddie. 

“You coming slowpoke?”

“Not everyone can be an angel like you,” he argued. “Give us a moment to get our bearings. Then I’ll give you a run for your money.” Your eyes went wide and you nodded, moving aside. 

“Alright Munson. Let’s see it.” You skated backwards and he got onto the floor. 

He was slipping and sliding and then he caught himself. The second he let go though, he was almost falling over again. He cleared his throat, chuckling. 

“It’s been a while.”

“Have you ever skated before Eddie?” you questioned, eyebrows raised. 

“Of course! Who hasn’t!” He looked at you with worried eyes. You definitely thought he was a loser now. What kind of 19 year old doesn’t know how to skate? 

You offered your hand. 

“It’s really okay, Eds.” 

He took it, begrudgingly. You held both of his hands in yours. 

“You need to balance yourself. You’re moving too much. Try to stop flailing,” you said, giggling. “Let’s just skate together.” He leaned forward, putting far too much weight on you but you didn’t seem to care.

After a couple of minutes, he chuckled nervously. 

“Where’d you learn to be so good?” “Back home we had a really cool roller rink. I used to go there a bunch as a kid. I was fortunate.” He shook his head, smiling. 

“You’re really good.”

You stopped moving, causing him to run into you. You were in the corner together, outside of the main circle. You still had his hands in yours. His lips were parted a bit, smiling gently. You shrugged.

“I’m okay.” 

“You know I don’t like it when you lie to me.” He was in the very far corner now. He gripped the side wall. You shrugged. 

“Whatcha gonna do about it Munson?” 

He took the moment. If he couldn’t impress you with his skating he could impress you with his lips. 

Your lips were parted in surprise. Good surprise. You let his hand go and he almost fell out from under you. You both pulled away, giggling messes. 

“What are you guys doing?!” Dustin questioned. He was on the other side of the border, outside the rink. “You’re in the roller rink? Kissing?” You flushed and grabbed Eddie’s hands again to steady him. 

“We can keep kissing off the rink yeah?” he questioned. You smiled brightly.

“I would like that, yeah.” 

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[actualbird]

I cannot BELIEVE I only just found out you could pull on Luke's cheeks in visits. Are there any more little interactions in his that one might missed? I just had to come running for consultation of the Luke-connoisseur because I'm losing my MIND

omg this is highkey impressive to me that u only found out now cuz pinching luke's cheeks is The Iconic Luke Interaction. as in, you can do that with him no matter what the outfit (even with his Serious Raven Suit that's available on the cn server, THAT MADE ME SO HAPPY AJHSVFJAS BIG BAD AGENT AND U CAN STILL PINCH HIS CHEEKS) and u cant do it with any of the other boys

but as they say, it's better late than never!!! i hope ur enjoying pinching his cheeks cuz i adore how he makes the CUTEST puppy eyes whenever it happens, i cannot resist no matter how Pleading Emoji he gets >:DDD

anyhoo, for the Daily Outfit (aka the default green jacket one), here are all the interactions!

pinch cheeks (tho u can do this for any outfit)

tug on key (can do this with any outfit that has the key, which are majority of the outfits)

lift shirt (can do this with any outfit that involves a shirt, i think)

tug on left jacket lapel

poke camera

i hope this can help with ur luke-visit-interacting needs :D

[bitchkay]

I just finished reading your nsfw headcanons with a chunky s/o and I have this plaguing my mind: Lynt wanting his chunky s/o to ride him. His s/o unfortunately insecure about their body, but to Lynt, they were the most beautiful vision, especially when naked. If they try to cover up their body, Lynt would just puppy-eye them to let him see his s/o in all their glory. He encourages them to bounce on his cock, and after a few thrusts, he and his s/o just get so lost in the pleasure, you end up going multiple rounds. And lemme tell you, Lynt, seeing his s/o in all their beauty and feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure and love for them, was smiling like a fool

[Ask received: sept 9th]

This.

Is literally amazing.

Also I literally just passed that post you're talking about so we got a fresh mind rn😼😼

First of all

You cannot tell me Lynt dosen't love his chubby s/o to death

Regardless of what you fo together hes doting on you to the max

You're just so cute to him

Even more so in bed

He knows you're insecure about your weight and he knows that's not gonna change overnight but never will he not worship every inch of you like the finest creature ever found

As much as he spoils you, he knows that he's spoiled too

He knows the effect he has on you

He knows you cant resist him when he makes that face

He knows you cant possibly when he makes puppy eyes, that'd be a kin to kicking a puppy💔

So when he asks you to ride him it was hard to say no

Lynt likes watch you work —no matter what it is mind

But you look so mesmerizing as you try to fuck yourself on Lynts long cock

Its embarrassing, you can feel his eyes on you you're almost tempted to cover yourself

Lynt feels as if hes put you on a pedestal for his eyes only, only its he's dick and your riding him--

You're cute all the time but your flustered face is even cuter☆

Imagine this♡:

"Don't stare so much..." "Why? Am I not allowed?" You averted your eyes, hands on Lynts shoulders to steady yourself. The playful smile on his face almost contradicted the way his cock buried itself in your walls, nimble hands at sides kneading the fat of your hips. "Are you alright to continue..?" Lynt asked a little more soothingly as he looked up into your face. "I... I guess..." "That's not a yes or no." He rolled his hips encouragingly. Of course he'd stop if you weren't up to it but he wanted to see you in all your glory, is that wrong of him? With his bottom lip jutted out, big green eyes looking up at you and hands caressing your sides, you were roped right back into his web. You roll your hips sucking in a breath as you felt Lynts cock slide through your walls. You're always so warm pillowy and so fucking wet for him, your pussy was like no pleasure in the world. No, this was ecstasy. "Ohh... oh yes.." Lynt wrapped his arms around your body, burying his face between your boobs. You slowly bounced on his cock, biting your lip as his length reached deep inside. "Mmm!!" Lynt laid kisses and love bites across your chest trailing up toward toward your face. "Yeah... just like that~" He felt you tighten arround him leaving a breathy sigh by your ear. "Mm c'mere~" His words slurred as he pressed his lips together with yours, holding your body as he thrusted from below. "You're so beautiful~"

Me to all the chubby bitches out there:

[omorard]

YEAHHHH put that bitch in a muzzle fr. hes so whiny and sad because she keeps focusing on things that arent him dammit >:( and hes so restrained. cant do anything but whine and look up at her w those big sad eyes awww poor baby.

i also imagine that like, he likes the muzzle but not all the time. sometimes it’s a punishment for having an accident/getting too rough/whatever. when he’s punished it just makes the sad eyes even more potent. the only way to resist them is thru exposure therapy, truly

Me. Poor puppy has to be muzzled because he just couldn’t be a good puppy and hold it for his momma, he just had to go and pee all over the floor :(( he didn’t even use his words and tell her how bad he needed to go :(( poor pup had a accident……..

And gee has to get him puppy pads so it won’t happen again

[nyashykyunnie]

Sung Jinwoo x Introvert Reader

A/N: I saw hcs of Jinwoo with this type of s/o so I thought abt making my own version:3

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕟𝕨𝕠𝕠˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

“Oh, this is my lov—”

“Babe, why are you hiding in my shadow?”

Well he’s tall so you need to make use of it and part of that is turning him into a hiding spot againt humans.

Humans are disgusting, SHIELD JINWOO FTW /j

He isn’t much of a talker but boy do you amuse him with how desperate you are in escaping socializing. You will yeet away by ALL MEANS NECESSARY. (Dw he comes in for the rescue anyway)

You one time asked if you can just be like his shadows. Jinwoo was so shooketh he stared at you for a period of time before desperately saying: “Babe, babe no. Just no babe.”

Sometimes you make his brain spasm. Rip Jinwoo. But hey’s he’s a simp so he doesnt complain.

He may or may not have a proud moment one time realizing how it’s only him who knows your true colors. Whatever that secret side of you is that only he knows— Man’s just so proud he has a stupid grin on his handsome face **FRUSTRATED NOISES AND SLAPS JINWOO FOR BEING HANDSOME**

He honestly really loves that you lean to him whenever you are anxious. It just shows you trust him a lot that he is the first person you cling onto when you feel threatened. 

Jinwoo sometimes gets into a daze when you do while his hand instinctively pulls you in. When the big boi gets it together he softly rubs your arm /or waist (Whatever tf he can reach with ur height idk) and then he pecks you, whispering gently; “I’m here, dont be scared. Wanna go somewhere else?”

When he’s at work igris, Bellion, and Beru are protecting you, they are skery bois and they shall sker anyone that dares approach their king’s lover. Sometimes Iron is there too, Iron is a clown we love clown Iron.

Sometimes he adds more soldiers if you want to pet them.

His soldiers are your puppies, each of them want your attention hueheheheh. you may be an introvert but CANNOTTT resist these lidol bebes (Shush, we dont talk abt them in battle keep ur mouth shut)

He is always there whenever you are overwhelmed by everything else. He’ll bring you to a quiet place and soothe you there.

Jinwoo would place you on his lap, strong arms embracing you close. Hs embrace is tight but not so tight that you are hurt, just enough to let you know your beloved knight in shining armor is protecting you. He will hum with his lips on your hair and rocking back and forth.

After you calm down, PREPARE FOR THE ALMIGHTY SUNG JINWOO KITH FEAST.

Your hair, your cheeks, your nose the corner of your eyes, under your eyes, the edge of your lips— He will kiss your whole face with sweet kisses. 

If he hears you break into a soft giggle he chuckles along with you and then pulls you even closer to his chest.

Do you hear his heartbeat? It beats for you.

Oh how he just wants to coo at you, ur so precious his heart goes hNGHGHHHH

He will always protect you.

Sung Jinwoo is the world’s strongest hunter and the shadow monarch.

What use are those fancy titles if he cant protect you—

You who is his everything, you who makes him smile even in your littlest ways, may it be stupid or not— Sung Jinwoo loves you and he will cherish you.

He is not only strong for his family and the rest of the world...

But for you. So do keep that in mind<3

[ricciardonorrisleclercgasly]

NSFW Alphabet || Sebastian Vettel

Not my Gif

EXPLICIT CONTENT UNDER 18S DO NOT INTERACT.

Here is my Masterlist.

Only taking requests for NSFW alphabet right now :).

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Seb is an absolute softie when it comes to aftercare. He'll run you a bath and bring you hot tea whilst telling you how much he loves you and what a princess you are.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Seb takes great pride in those pearly whites. If its just a happy little grin or a cheeky smirk he knows the power of that mouth.

Seb is definitely a thighs man. He just wants to lay his head in your thighs and stay there all day.

C = Cum (where do they like to finish etc)

Seb finishes inside you every single time without fail. He loves to see his cum pouring out of you. Although he asks for consent every time before he does it.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Back in the day Seb was a womaniser with an adventurous mind. He 100% experimented with threesomes and maybe even more.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Sebastian definitely has a lot of experience. His wild days have taught him so much and he uses that to his advantage. He's also so willing to learn, anything you say he takes on board and always wants to do better.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Seb is such a missionary kind of guy, but not in a boring vanilla way. In an arms pinned above your head because he just wants to be able to watch your pretty face beg for more.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Sebastian is exactly the same in the bedroom as he is outside. He can be goofy as hell but also knows when he needs to used his serious time.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Seb goes through phases of grooming. Very much like the hair on his head, the hair downstairs always seems to match. The more groming you can see up there the more you'll be see down below.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Seb is a true romantic, he loves you and everyone knows it. During the moment he makes sure that you know you belong to him.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Not one to jack off, because who needs to when they have a partner as hot as you by their side, but when you find yourself apart for a longer time Seb finds comfort in your home videos and photos

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Seb is a soft dom and you cant change my mind. He loves to take control but can't help but let you win if you put up a bit of a fight. He's a rigger through and through, he loves the skill and thought behind tying you up in all different ways.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

10 years a go Seb was definitely a anywhere and everywhere kind of guy but he's mellowed out a little now. He's a traditionalist and likes to find you somewhere comfortable to lie, plus he needs somewhere to store all that rope.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You. Seb loves your playful innocence and there's nothing that gets him going more than those puppy dog eyes with the pout. Everything about you is appealing to him and he just can't resist you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Seb doesn't have a big No list but if there's one thing he won't do it's submit. He is not a bottom and he never will be. If there is ever more than the two of you in the bedroom there is always a real power struggle as Seb just has to be the most dominant person in the room.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Seb is a giver and a good one at that. Whilst he definitely wouldn't turn down a blowjob he likes to make sure you're pleased too and would much prefer you sitting on his face and 69-ing to just laying back and recieveing.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Seb knows how to use pace to his advantage. He's experienced enough to know there's a time and a place for both and he'll have you begging for more.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Seb will take a quickie when he can't resist any more but he is far more into proper sex where he can take his time to focus on you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Seb used to be the king of risk. The riskier the better in his opinion. As he's matured he likes to play a little more safe but he's keen to try anything new that you suggest.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Seb has stamina. He could go for hours. He knows exactly how to pace himself so that he isn't finished before you are.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

100%. Toys can be a mans best friend and Seb knows it. He has a full range of toys to keep you happy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Seb is a huge tease, he knows how much you want him and he uses that to his advantage.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

We all know that Seb definitely makes the most heavenly noises. He's quiet but still makes sure you feel very appreciated.

W= Wildest Fantasy (Something that they wish they could do with you)

Seb has done almost everything that he's ever wanted to do. His wildest fantasy definitely includes you, some rope and his favourite f1 car.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

1 word. Thick. Seb might not be the biggest but he's definitely got some girth and he knows how to use it.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Seb can't keep his hands off of you. Every time you're together he's all over you and hates it when you're apart.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Seb likes to make sure you're comfortable and asleep first. He'll lay and stroke your hair until you fall asleep no matter how long it takes before he goes to sleep himself.

[seita]

— better than (m.)

pairing : iwaizumi/reader

wordcount : 3.087

genre : fluff, smut, pwp

cw : college!au, athletic trainer!iwaizumi

tags : implied age gap (hes 27 reader is in college- age nkt specified. he's older tho), size kink, dom!iwa, pussy job (a lil bit), multiple orgasms, sensitivity kink (if u squint), squirting, fingering, creampie, aftercare.

note : this was just an excuse to write about how iwaizumi is better than any other boy <3 thank u to @toshisins for beta'ing this for me <3

+ summary : you're so tired of dumb college boys who hump and dump, with no stroke game, and can never even try to get you off. that is, until you meet 27 year old iwaizumi hajime.

When you first met Iwaizumi Hajime at the bar near your college campus, you noticed how good looking he was. Well, that was an understatement - he was tall, fit with tanned skin and a confident aura that made you weak in the knees.

You hadn't actually had the courage to approach him, however. Instead, you let some college boy buy you a cheap drink and take you home for some mediocre sex before kicking you out after not even 15 minutes of his reckless humping.

The second time you met him was at the same place. He was sitting at the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey that was almost empty. His back was to you and it gave you a wonderful view of his broad shoulders.

The mediocre lay from the last time you had been there attempted to chat you up again with false confidence, as if he had been the best fuck of your life. Naturally, you weren't having any of his bullshit - he tried to rub your clit like a scratch and sniff, forcing you to pry his hand away from it, there was no chance in hell you were giving him another second of your time. He definitely wasn't the type of guy who took rejection well, if not evident by the way he exploded and went off calling you a wide, colorful variety of names paired with numerous hurtful insults that had tears of humiliation filling your eyes.

“Hey now,” a smooth, deep voice had interrupted his very public spiel, “Don’t punish the girl for your own short comings, if she doesn't wanna fuck you again, don't you think that says more about your abilities as a man?”

The other man sputtered, muttering even more curses before storming out - probably not wanting to tussle with a guy who looked like he benched every second of his day.

There was something about Iwaizumi that just immediately had your heart skipping a beat over him. He was kind, a gentleman, and never seemed desperate or overbearing. He was confident and comfortable with himself and where he was in life.

You quickly learned that Iwaizumi was 27, almost 28 and worked as an athletic trainer so he traveled a lot.

For a while, your relationship seemed one sided with him. You'd text him and he’d reply but he rarely ever actually reached out to you. You tried flirting with him, asking him out for drinks, but it never seemed to pull him in.

It was frustrating. In basically no time at all, you had developed a stupid puppy dog crush on him. You felt like a middle school girl with a crush on a high school senior - like he was never going to give you the time of day. You were simply too young for him.

You eventually stopped trying with him, choosing to delete your message thread with him and continued on with your life.

You went through more college-boy hookups - all of them ending in disaster. Quite frankly, you were fed up with mediocre cock and being treated like shit when they were done with you. It wasn't a nice feeling, being kicked out after they didn't even bother trying to make you cum.

You couldn’t help but wonder what Iwaizumi would be like in bed. He was just so attractive, you knew he had gotten his dick wet more times than he could count. He definitely seemed the type who preferred relationships over hookups.

That's when it occurred to you.

You pulled out your phone and scoured your contacts. It had been a couple weeks since you spoke but you couldn't resist bugging him just one last time. You opened a new message thread with him and quickly typed the question that was now plaguing your mind.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

It was the question that had changed the course of your relationship with him.

When you asked, it was like everything fell into place. Perhaps it finally relayed to him the interest you had. All that really mattered was the fact he suddenly began talking to you, starting conversations and even venturing into phone calls with you.

You lost all interest in those college boys you once hung out with and went home with to get laid. None of them made you feel the way Iwaizumi could with a simple text message. He was everything a girl could ask for and you were shocked he was single.

Which was why you were quick to ask him on a date, not caring if it made you look desperate -- you practically were. You would be damned if he went off the market while you were busy beating around the bush.

Going on a date with Iwaizumi was like a dream. You were so used to dates at sleazy bars for a couple of drinks just so they could hurry up and take you home for a quick fuck.

Iwaizumi took the time to take you on several dates -- dinner, movies, walks around town to obscure shops he thought you might like, before it finally led to the bedroom.

You had never been nervous with sex but with Iwaizumi it was different. The routine was dumb college boys who usually fawned over your tits for a few minutes before their hard ons became the center of their brain function.

You found yourself completely bare on his bed as he stood at the foot, fully clothed. The way his eyes raked across your body like a lion eyeing its next, delicious meal had you curling in on yourself shyly.

His lips quirked up as your arms came across your breasts, shielding them from his predatory gaze, “Oh now, you know better than that, don’t you? What kind of good girl hides herself, hm? Acted so eager for my cock all this time, now you wanna be shy?”

You gasp, cheeks flushing hot as you register his words -- he’d known you wanted him that badly all this time?

He clicks his tongue, “You didn’t think you were subtle did you? Bet you would have done anything to get your paws on my dick when I got off work early the other day, hm? Showed up at your apartment...you were starin’ real hard at me, I’m right aren’t I?”

You think that to that day, lashes fluttering against your cheeks at the memory. He was wearing loose gray sweats and a muscle tank top that showed his biceps flexing with every movement he made. Your eyes had immediately been drawn, however more down to his crotch instead. Where you could clearly see the outline of his cock through the material.

You had stuffed your little fingers in your cunt for hours that night, thinking about how big he looked -- even soft, couldn’t imagine if he was hard.

“Ah, there you go again,” he muses, snapping you out of your haze, “Maybe if you ask real pretty for me, I’ll give you just what you want.”

“Please,” you immediately gasp, “Want you so much Hajime, i-it hurts. Can’t stop thinkin’ about you…”

“It hurts?” he huffs, finally reaching up to pull his shirt off, leaving you to ogle his pecs and defined abs, which flex as he works on removing his jeans, “Needy little cunt hurts ‘cause you don’t have a nice, fat cock stuffing it full? Such a dramatic little baby. I just know your phone is full of some little college boys’ numbers...why don’t you give them a call?”

You shake your head, “Don’t want them! I just know they’re not as good as you, Hajime, please...please make me cum, I'll do anything?”

“Aw, those idiot little boys don’t know how to make a pretty girl like you cum, is that it?” he asks, climbing onto the bed, making the mattress dip beneath you as he slots himself between your thighs.

“No,” you pout, letting him spread your legs, hands under your knees to open you up to his greedy gaze.

“So compliant with me, you just need a real man to get you off, huh?” he smiles when you nod, “Don’t worry, I’ll take real good care of you.”

Oh, you knew. Just from the way he moved his hips against yours, parting your folds so the head of his cock glided from your clenching little hole, dragging your slick up to your clit -- you just knew that he knew what he was doing.

As you looked between your legs, you felt yourself gush at the sight. His cock was so big, long and fat, drooling precum over your slick little slit, making a mess. He wrapped his fist around his length, making you whimper as his fingers couldn’t even wrap around the girth of him. He slapped his cock against your cunt, groaning at the strings of your slick that clung to him.

“Such a messy cunt,” he sighs, making sure to spank your clit with the head of his cock, laughing breathlessly when your thighs jumped in response to the sudden stimulation, “So fucking eager for me, aren’t you?”

“Uhuh,” you sigh, arching your hips, “Want you to fuck, please, Hajime, need it so bad.”

Much to your dismay, he shakes his head, “Can’t just put it in, pretty baby,” the pet name makes you whimper, “It’ll hurt too much, want you to feel good, yeah?”

“I can handle it,” you breathlessly reassure, canting his hips upward once more to drag your clit against that ridge on the crown of his cock, “Jus’ put it in…”

He doesn’t respond this time but still makes no move to put his cock inside. You’re distracted, however, by the way he now focuses on playing with your clit. Using his cock, he drags the underside across the hard little bud, slaps it once with the tip and before you know it your body is seizing up and you cum.

You let out a string of curses, falling limp against the bed as he works you through the quick high.

“See, that was so easy,” he chuckles, “Those stupid little boys you’ve been letting screw you have no idea what they’re doing, do they? Little cunts so sensitive, I barely even had to do anything to make you cum.”

You’re still trembling when you come down, licking your lips as you give him a dopey little smile and a nod at his cooing. He can’t resist leaning down, and pressing his lips against yours almost desperately. You wrap your arms around his neck, holding him in a deep kiss while his hand finds its way between your legs, two fingers sliding easily into your slick little cunt.

You moan into his mouth, “Hajime ah! ...please, make me cum again.”

“Fuck, you’re so desperate for me,” he hisses through his teeth, “Clenching around my fingers so tight. If I crook my fingers...right here...I bet you’ll just…”

As if on cue, his fingertips hook on your g-spot and you squeal, legs kicking out as you gush around his fingers. He bites his lip and continues to fuck his fingers against that spot, watching your eyes roll back, mouth falling open in a silent cry as you cum for the second time in mere minutes.

“Y-You’re so good, Hajime…” you praise softly, “Fuck, please, give me your cock now!”

He laughs and sits up properly again, pulling his fingers from your cunt. He examines them for a second, slick with your cum and streaks of cream covering the digits before he pops them into his mouth with a moan, savoring the taste of you.

“Alright, baby,” he sighs after pulling out his fingers with a pop!. He grips you beneath the knees again and scoots closer until his tip prods at your entrance. You shudder at the feeling, “Relax for me, pretty girl, let me in…”

Iwaizumi begins pushing in, letting out a soft groan as the head finally buries itself in your cunt. You squeal at the feeling, pulling your knees closer to your chest. The sound of you moaning and whimpering just from his head has him throbbing almost painfully against your tender cunt.

“Almost there…” he huffs, grinning at the sight of your eyes rolling back, “Ah, does that feel good?”

“Yes!” you cry out, “Biggest cock I’ve ever had…’s full…”

“Yeah, baby? It feels so good to finally get your cunt filled with a nice, big cock huh?” he laughs when you nod eagerly, “It’s alright, baby. You won’t have to deal with any mediocre college boys anymore, yeah? This cock’s all yours now…you hear that? All yours.”

Your hand flies down between your legs, finding your clit. He watches with lidded eyes as you circle the little bud and squeal, keeping his hips still to let you cum around his cock nice and hard like you need.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” he hums, “Get yourself off, you know what you need...atta girl…”

You sigh happily at his praise, licking your lips and relax against the bed once more. He takes that as his hint that you were ready, pulling his hips back before roughly slamming back inside your sensitive cunt. It knocks the air from your lungs and you cry out, unable to hold back your noises as he fucks you senseless.

He uses his strength to keep you pinned, forcing your knees against your chest, leaving your cunt open and vulnerable to his pistoning cock. Iwaizumi is so big that the stretch burns every time he sinks back into you, the tip touching your cervix with every calculated thrust, making your entire body ache with the deep pain of it.

But it all feels so good, you’d never been fucked like that before. He knew exactly where to aim his cock, keeping his eyes fixed on your face to watch your reactions, gaze flicking down to where his cock stuffs your cunt full to watch you coat him in your cream whenever he grazes that sweet little spot deep inside you -- a spot no other man had ever tried to find before.

“Feel good?” he questions, though he knew the answer even before you cry it out.

“Ah, yes! Yes, yes, yes!” you sob, “I-It feels so good, Hajime! Fuck, you’re so good at fucking me! You make me feel like a virgin all over again!”

He grins, “Yeah, I know I am, baby.”

His cocky, confident response would have been a turn off with any other man, but with him -- it only made you moan. He had every right to be cocky, he knew just how to use his cock and it was exhilarating.

“You gotta cum again for me, pretty,” he pants, “Cum again, one more time, let go.”

Your throat burns from how much you scream for him, the messy noises coming from him fucking your sloppy cunt should be embarrassing -- you’ve never made such a mess before. You’ve never been so wet, creaming and gushing all the way down his balls.

He didn’t seem to mind, instead he seemed to only be turned on by it.

“I want you to squirt, can you do that for me? Make a pretty mess for me.”

You shake your head, “D-Don’t know how...Can’t.”

“Yes you can, baby,” he purrs, “I can make you, you know that I will.”

You didn’t but, you couldn’t help but nod -- immediately believing him and trusting him. He shifts his knees just slightly, changing his center of balance before his palm curls over your pubic bone, thumb effortlessly finding itself pressed against your clit.

The change in angle lets him hit your g-spot even more brutal than before. You’re immediately arching and crying out for him, eyes rolling back into your head as you feel your orgasm slam into you faster than you’d ever experienced.

Instead of slowing you down, he works you through it, keeping the same, animalistic pace and keeps his thumb pressed against your clit, the rough pad of his thumb has you ogling. If anything, the calloused hands of Iwaizumi proves to you how much of a real man he is, those college boys have nothing on him.

“Give it to me, c’mon,” he urges, clenching his teeth together from the effort it takes to keep going to this hard and fast pace.

“H-Haji…” you cut yourself off as you feel yourself get thrown over the edge again. This time, something feels different and you can’t help but sob, “Please! I-I’m gonna-!”

“That’s it, fuck!” he moans, pace stuttering when you squirt -- your cum splashing against his abs as you shudder and squeal, “Good fuckin’ girl, my good girl. Shit, where do you want me to cum?”

“I-Inside! Fuck, please! I need your cum!” you immediately sob, nails biting in his biceps where you reach out to grip him -- trembling and crying from overstimulation as he works towards his own high.

“You sure? Shit,” you nod, breathless pleas falling from your lips as he finally stills, spilling his load deep inside with a long, drawn-out groan.

Everything is still for a moment and then he’s pulling out with a hiss. You whine at the feeling of your cunt gaping, yearning for his cock again, as his cum leaks out.

He hums, “Sorry about that, let me get you cleaned up.”

You sigh, and close your eyes, trying to relax and let your body settle its trembling. He comes back and quietly works on cleaning the mess between your thighs.

“Alright, up you go,” he sighs, taking your arm and helping you to your feet. You whine and wobble for a second, making him laugh, “You good?”

“Y-Yeah…” you stumble a bit and lean against his dresser, looking for your discarded clothes.

He has his back to you as he strips his sheets. Suddenly, you feel shut out -- like you shouldn’t be there anymore.

He brushes past you to his closet, pulling out some fresh sheets. You feel silly, standing there naked while he gets ready for bed. You bend down and grab your panties, clumsily putting them on before moving to pick up your dress, where it’s crumpled on the floor.

“What’re you doing?” he laughs, “That won’t be comfortable to sleep in.”

“Huh?” you tilt your head to the side and he pauses fluffing his pillows.

“What...you didn’t think I was kicking you out, did you?” he asks and scoffs at the face you make.

“Well I...usually I…” you shift on your feet nervously and he frowns, walking up to you.

He cups your cheeks and makes you look at him, “Jesus, who have you been fucking?” he laughs and gently nudges you towards the bed, “Lay down before you fall over.”

Fighting back a smile, you do as you’re told and sit on the bed, watching as he puts on a fresh pair of sweats, waiting for him to join you. When he does, he immediately pulls you into his arms, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Take a nap, and then we’ll take a shower.”

“It’s 11 at night, it wouldn’t be a nap,” you counter with a giggle.

“Well,” he sighs, “Take a shower in the morning then, and then we can go get breakfast, yeah?”

You smile and relax against him, “Sounds good.”

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