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[to6ge]

— ૮꒰ “ . . ꒱ა PINING ON YOU.

౨ৎ damian wayne x gn!reader ౨ৎ cw . non-proof read. ౨ৎ summary . damian accepts that hes inlove with you ౨ৎ . gwens note . i THINK i like damian guys idk! ౨ৎ wc . 413

damian finally accepted the fact that he’s inevitably and hopelessly fallen for you. he’d first noticed that his heart would race around you when you’d accidentally touched him on the arm, clinging onto him when you both were playing a horror game together. how he’d constantly think about it all over and over again like he has never been touched at all for his whole entire life.

he’s always stealing glances at you when you have your attention on something else. he’d get all flustered when you caught him staring. he notices that when you’re around, he tends to let his guard down and be gentle. he does the littlest things for you just to see you smile. this guy is always listening to you, even if its some stupid ramble about your interests or how hungry you are.

he tries his best to know you more, and he mentally takes down notes of what you like and dislike. he’d quietly stock up snacks that he knows you love. and yes, he’d try to get to know your interests more so that he can find a reason to talk to you more often. bro is down bad for you, even if he wont admit it aloud.

he’s also VERY nervous around you. he’d compliment you frequently, but subtly. “ your shoes look good. ” he muttered. before he did any moves on you, he had to ask his brothers for help, even if they tease him.( since he just wanna impress you so bad !! ) but of course, he composes himself a little too well, so he seems nonchalant every time.

when he was starting to pick up on his behavior, he’d said to Dick, “ i feel funny around them, i just... my heart starts pounding rapidly against my rib cage and my hands start sweating. i just hate how damn attractive they are! ” his brother told him that it was a silly little crush. but damian refused, he didn’t want to believe that he was in love with you— an idiot. yet he did. and he kinda really loved it.

after all, he could help how he felt, and how you made him feel. how he’d always feel at ease with you, how protective he was over you, how his gaze lingers on you for a bit longer as it should be, how he offers to help you when you struggle, how he always keeps his pinky-promises with you.

reblogs and likes are very appreciated ! thank you luvlies for reading ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა im so sorry if this fic doesnt make sense i wanted to make a quick fic before new years !!

[firefly-ace]

Ellie comforts you on your period <3

just fluff! wc: 413 request by @usuck

You heard the door to your apartment close softly, your girlfriend, Ellie, walked in the room not long after. 

“Hey, babe, how’s my little ketchup packet doing?” She asked with a hint of lighthearted playfulness. You groan at her words, you’re in no mood for her dorky comments.

“Sorry, sorry, that was a bad one” she says with a chuckle, sitting down on your shared bed by your legs with a small shopping bag with the things you told her to go buy you. 

“I got all your favorite snacks, diet coke, chocolate, and some potato chips” she pulls out each item as she lists them, a weak smile tugs at your lips.

“Thank you, baby…” you mumble a small praise, bringing her hand to your lips to lightly kiss her knuckles in gratitude. Ellie touches the hot water bottle that you have laying on your stomach to see it is now lukewarm at best.

“Want me to go warm this up for you?” she asks as she strokes your hair with her other hand, to which you nod. She takes it from you and rubs your thigh, mumbling a quick, ‘be right back’ before returning with the hot water bottle with fresh, warm water. She settles down next to you and you cuddle up to her against her side; she puts her arm around your shoulders.

“You doin’ alright, babe? The hot water bottle helping?” She quietly asks you, thumbing over your shoulder in a gentle up and down motion. 

“Yeah, I’m ok.. Just feeling shitty.” you murmur, cuddling against her side more, your head moving to lay on her shoulder.

“Understandable.” She says, pressing a little kiss to the top of your head, making you smile. Ellie can’t help but smile aswell, she loves taking care of you, and that cute little smile you get when you feel loved; she loves it. “Wanna watch a movie?” she asks in that warm, gentle voice, you love so much. She knows you’ll fall asleep, but that’s ok, you can use the rest.

You two turn on some sweet rom-com movie, dim the lights and turn the LED lights on, you get some of the snacks Ellie got you; quietly munching and letting her occasionally steal some. You soon fall asleep before the movie is over. your head gently tucked into the crook of Ellie’s neck as she strokes your head. Ellie turns off the movie, clears the bed, trying to not move as much as to not wake you, presses one last kiss to your forehead and falls asleep with you.

[ghostsstolemymoxie]

ִ ✮⋆˙ 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝

𝓛𝓸𝓰𝓪𝓷 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶!𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

"𝒢𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊."

Just a little drabble If you're interested, my requests are open so please feel free to send me any questions, ideas or headcanons you'd like me to explore (please just make sure you've read my pinned post first) TYSM for reading and hope you enjoy <3

Divider credit @cafekitsune Tags: No use of Y/n, Logan POV (ish), explicit content (18+, MDNI), p in v, f on top, biting/rough sex (mostly implied), please don't click read more unless you're over 18 and willing to see 18+ content WC: 413 words

There's always a hunger in his eyes. Desperate glances from across the corridor as you pass, with a heat burning in his hazel eyes you can't completely read. It's a red, burning need that sizzles in his gaze even if it lasts only for a second.

But when he lays beneath you, watching as your perfect, needy body fucks itself on his cock, he looks like he's burning from the inside out. It's more than just his eyes, it's the furrow of his brow, the flaring of his nostrils, and the baring of his teeth like a feral beast in a rut. His hands, large and veined and needy splay across your hips, guiding your movements just enough to keep you moving on him, to keep your breasts swaying in his face exactly how he wanted it.

He aches to buck upwards, to slam his hips into your own, to watch your eyes grow dull and glossy and fucked out every time he invaded you and feel satisfied in knowing that he could rob you of your mind so easily. Every molecule of him longs to flip you, until he is looming above you, pumping and pounding into your perfect, wet, needy cunt until he spills himself inside of you, claiming every inch of you with himself until it leaks out.

But he knows it'll hurt.

He has an adamantium skeleton, after all, and is the most muscled member of the X-men barring Doctor McCoy. Even at his gentlest, he could bruise you, and as much as he loves seeing you marked by him, he's well aware that a bruised ass is uncomfortable during the day-to-day.

Even as he longs to sink his fingernails into your hips and pound upwards until you're crying out his name, unsure if you're sobbing or moaning or cumming, he forces the urge down, simply grating his teeth and hissing out every breath as he makes himself hold back, simply trying to relish every movement of your hips atop his own.

He wants to be gentle. He wants you to feel good and enjoy sex just as much as he does. However, at times like these, when you give him that coy little smirk that lets him know that you know how hard it is for him to hold back, he can't help but give in, just a little. After all, you need to learn your lesson about poking bears - or wolverines, in this case.

Besides, what harm could one little bite do?

[soothinglee]

| long distance makeover - riki nishimura x gn! reader - 413 wc✔︎

my notes⎯ i haven't wrote anything in awhile due to the pt.2 of the beomgyu fic so i just wanted to post something (i promise i havent forgotten about it, writers block is just terrible). warnings⎯ cursing - lowercase intended. songs⎯ espresso | sabrina carpenter (because its stuck in my head)

"okay, now pucker your lips like this."

"this is stupid."

"bitch pucker your lips."

the instant tone change sends his lips flying forward, and a look of uncertainty creases his eyebrows as he quickly taps his phone awake. he takes a glance at the time on his phone. 3:43 am, it reads. he has to be up in less than 4 hours for dance rehearsals yet he finds himself on facetime with you, trying to do a forceful make-over.

the lipstick in your hand traces over his lips through the screen, and a pleased smile graces your own as you shade into perfection. ni-ki would think that this was your job, to do his makeup. even some miles away.

for a moment you look away and he lets out a breath. his eyes droopy as he lays against the headboard to the bed in his hotel room. just outside the windows the sun meets the rooftops of the buildings and creates a blue hue. in a few hours it'll be completely up.

he stifles a yawn as you reemerge with a thick blue stick in your hands. "what the hell is that."

"y'know for an idol who always gets his makeup done, you sure are clueless."

he scoffs, complying to your hand motion by closing his eyes, "they handle the makeup, i just sit there and look pretty."

you let out a snort, "debatable- why are your eyelids moving so much? blink."

"it got in my eye!"

"stop being dramatic." with the mascara still open, you lean towards the camera to look at yourself in the reflection before applying some to your eyelashes. after blinking a couple of times you use the tip of your index finger to get rid of the blemishes. "what are you looking at?"

a sleepy smile curves on his lips as he lets his head connect with his shoulder. "you look pretty."

you lean out of frame to hide your own, "so do you, with your transparent makeup."

"be serious!"

"i am!" you pause a moment to cap your lipstick, "thank you. seriously."

a drowsy hum escapes him, after hours of trying to stay awake at the expense of your pamper sessions, he finally feels the fatigue set in for the first time in a while. "have fun at the party, keep your location on."

you laugh, zipping up your purse, "thank you, and you too asshole. don't trip dancing."

"i could say the same for you."

[maddie0101]

requests are open.ᐟᅟ

❤︎ = smut (mdni)

drabbles:

𖤐 snapped

↳ synopsis: you and dean get into an argument and something inside you finally snaps—only dean can’t help but notice how hot you look. ( wc: 528 )

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𖤐 safeguard

↳ synopsis: after a bad nightmare, you seek comfort in Dean’s arms.( wc: 612 )

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𖤐 home

↳ synopsis: dean never asked for his clothes back, maybe because he loved seeing you in them. ( wc: 413 )

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oneshots:

𖤐 jealousy and baby’s backseat ❤︎

↳ synopsis: y/n has had enough of Dean flirting with other women. (Even though he is only her best friend)..so she takes matters into her own hands and makes a decision that will ultimately alter her and Dean’s relationship forever. ( wc: 3.6k )

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𖤐 guilty pleasures (au)

↳ synopsis: dean sees reader blushing from afar and finds out exactly what his best friend reads in her spare time. ( wc: 958 )

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𖤐 guilty pleasures pt.2 (au) ❤︎

↳ synopsis: you get a text message from dean saying he needs to talk to you about something, so you leave class to meet him—only you don't make it to the lockers and neither does dean. ( wc: 1.5k )

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𖤐 heated waters ❤︎

↳ synopsis: instead of staying in another motel, you brought dean to a nice five star hotel. you suggested that a vacation would help the two of you relax, but what happens when things get too steamy in the hot tub? ( wc: 4.2k )

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𖤐 no escape

↳ synopsis: when dean turns into a demon, the bunker becomes a hunting ground. sam isn’t the only one running, you’re caught in the middle, forced to confront the monster your best friend has become… and the feelings you’ve both been running from. ( wc: 4.5k )

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𖤐 wanted

↳ synopsis: you went looking for something real, only to come back broken. But this time, Dean won’t stay silent—because you were always his. ( wc: 1.7k )

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𖤐 only for him

↳ synopsis: dean discovers a secret the reader has kept from him. ( wc: 1.1k )

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𖤐 playing with fire (au) ❤︎

↳ synopsis: a house party, a few too many drinks, and a skirt that’s driving dean out of his mind. what starts as a harmless game of truth or dare quickly turns into something else, something that’s been building between him and the reader for way too long. one reckless decision later, and there’s no going back. ( wc: 7.5k )

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𖤐 birthday surprise ❤︎

↳ synopsis: It’s your birthday, and you think dean has forgotten, but you’re completely wrong as he surprises you with a few things you’ve always dreamed about. ( wc: 5.6k )

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𖤐 tuesdays can go to hell (au?)

↳ synopsis: trapped in a time loop, dean is forced to relive his worst nightmare—watching you die, again and again. will he find a way to break free, or is he doomed to suffer forever? ( wc: 9.7k )

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𖤐 bad idea

↳ synopsis: one night at a bar, the tension between you and dean explodes into a heated kiss. when he hesitates, concerned about the age gap, you don’t back down. ( wc: 1.6k )

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𖤐 crashing into you new.ᐟᅟ

↳ synopsis: dean never planned on letting anyone close—but then he met you. what started as a friendship quickly spiraled into something deeper, something he couldn’t escape, even if he tried. ( wc: 5.5k )

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𖤐 the storm between us ❤︎ new.ᐟᅟ

↳ synopsis: you can’t stand watching dean flirt with another woman—so you storm out of the bar, walk back to the motel in the pouring rain, and ignore his phone calls. when he finds you, angry and worried, the tension between you suddenly snaps. ( wc: 5k )

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series:

𖤐 rodeo nights (au) complete.ᐟᅟ

↳ synopsis: y/n singer and dean winchester share a lifelong friendship in the world of rodeo, where danger and passion constantly collide. y/n, a skilled barrel racer, and dean, a cocky bull rider, have always been there for each other. but as they finally confront the feelings they’ve kept hidden for years, their relationship begins to shift. a series of events tests their bond and forces them to navigate the turbulence of their changing dynamic. will they survive the storm or ride through it together, emerging stronger than ever? ( wc: 34.7k )

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𖤐 about damn time complete.ᐟᅟ

↳ synopsis: you had a normal life, up until an encounter with the impossible nearly killed you. now, your best friend, dean winchester, has pulled back the curtain on what really goes bump in the night. when you finally convince him to take you on a hunt, he gives in. what could possibly go wrong? ( wc: 17.6k )

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𖤐 roaring through time complete.ᐟᅟ

↳ synopsis: trapped in the 1920s with no clear way home, dean and the reader find themselves tangled in a world of smoky speakeasies, dangerous secrets, and shifting timelines. but as the past pulls them in, so does something else—something neither of them is ready to face. time is slipping through their fingers, and if they’re not careful, they might lose more than just their way back. ( wc: 32.3k )

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[vinylfoxbooks]

25 Days of Jegumas | Dec 1 | Dec 2 December 3 - Reindeer | @noblehouseofgay | wc: 413

“Harry,” Regulus turns to his son at dinner, “Do you remember what we do on Saturdays during Christmas time?” 

Harry thinks hard for a while, his cheeks puffing out just a bit. He shakes his head, “Nuh uh.” 

“You get to stay up late and watch a Christmas movie with us, remember?” 

It takes the boy a while to figure out what he’s talking about before recognition lights up his little face and he nods, “Really?” 

He nods, “Of course. We’ll get all cozy and warm and watch a movie tonight.” Harry cheers at the news and works towards trying to finish his dinner faster, but James keeps stopping him and reminding him to eat slowly. And when they finish dinner, they clean up and James and Harry make their way up to the boy’s room. 

“Are you excited, Haz?” James asks, “Tonight’s a special night isn’t it?” The boy nods and they smile down at him, pulling out a couple Christmas-y onesies, “Which Jammies are you wearing tonight bub?” 

Harry looks very cutely contemplative for a while before he grabs the little leg of one of them, “This one?” 

James lifts it up, “You want the Reindeer?” Harry nods and James puts the other one away, helping Harry step into the little reindeer onesie, making sure that his antlers are propped up while the boy stares at himself in the mirror. 

When the boy is in his pajamas, they make their way back downstairs, where Regulus is setting up the movie that they’re going to watch. James leaves the boy on the floor with some of his toys to make popcorn and hot chocolate and get some chocolate for them. When they come back out with their tray of movie items and set it on the coffee table, Regulus already has Harry settled in his lap with one of his toys, a blanket settled over their laps and the movie loaded up. 

James joins them quickly, reaching forward to hand their husband his mug and Harry’s cup then grabbing their own and the popcorn bowl that they rest on their lap. Once they’re settled, Regulus hits play on the movie and they start the night. 

Harry falls asleep halfway through the movie. Regulus guides his head to rest on his chest, “I told you he wouldn’t last long.” 

“I figured that the movie would grab his attention enough,” James shakes their head, “But I guess you were right.” 

“Of course I was.”

Dec 4

[fairylights-throughthemist]

Hellooo

I don’t know if you write for Joel Miller but i had a dream about him!!!

So he was my step dad and i was horny, so i got on his lap and started to grind on his bulge like estatically 😭 and then my head was on the crook of his neck smeling his perfume 😵‍💫

Please could you write something about that, if that’s okay with you ?? 🙏🏼

Wildest Dreams

Joel Miller x Reader

You beautiful angel. Thank you for the request🥹 I didn’t include anything about Joel being readers stepdad but you can totally read it that way if you’d like to!! Personally I just don’t feel comfortable writing something like that yet 🩷

Warnings: smut?, making out, kissing, clothed grinding, implied age gap but no mention, Joel calls reader good girl.

wc: 413

You walked downstairs and see Joel on the couch. He’s sitting there manspreading. How does he look so good while he just sits? You walk into the kitchen and grab yourself something to drink, you then joined Joel on the couch.

“This is so boring.” You told him.

“It’s the news. This is serious stuff.” He said.

A moment of silence passes.

“Are you mad at me?” You asked.

“No, sweetheart I’m not mad at you.” He reassured you.

“Are you sure?”

He just looked at you and redirected his attention to the TV.

You came down here for a reason other than being thirsty. To put it simply, you were horny as fuck. And Joel could help.

”Joel.” You whined

He let out a little grunt that made the wet spot in your panties grow bigger.

“What.” He said with a sharp tone.

Somehow, his slight attitude only made you want him more. You got up from your spot in the couch and straddled him.

“The hell ‘re you doing, girl?”

“I need you, Joel.”

You kissed him and he kissed back. It didn’t take long for you to intrude his mouth with your tongue. He grabbed ahold of your hips as you started to grind on him. You could feel him harden under you. You knew he wanted this. And he knew you needed it.

“Feels so good, Joel.”

“This what ya needed?”

You could only muster out a whiny “mhm” for him.

Because you were so pent up, you already felt an orgasm nearing. You whined and whimpered for him as he gave you small encouraging words. You put your face in the crook of his neck and breathed in his scent. Hints of aftershave, the soap he uses and that indescribable scent of Joel. His scent alone could push you over the edge but what he said after this is what really did it for you.

“Good girl, you’re such a good girl for me, baby.”

This made you twitch in his lap as he guided you through your orgasm.

“You were so good for me, baby.” He said.

You looked at him and the two of you kissed once again. You were still sat on his lap as you began playing with the hair in the back of his head.

You woke up in your bed later that night and you couldn’t help but wonder if Joel carried you up there or if it was just a dream.

[enhaas]

HEAL MY HEART 013. let me show you wc 413 written in third person. not proofread.

“when did you start liking me? how did you start liking me? why did you…” yn stopped herself from speaking too much as wonbin looked at her.

“i’m not sure when…all i remember is we were paired up for that project in history and that’s when i realized not only you are beautiful, but you’re really smart too.”

yn froze in place, not believing what wonbin said at all. she could vividly remember at that time, he barely spoke a word to her when working on the project.

“you didn’t even talk to me, nor look at me when we were working…?”

“i was looking at you though. you were too busy working on the project to even notice.”

“what?”

“sorry?”

“why are you apologizing?”

“i don’t know, was that uncomfortable for you to know…should i not have said that?”

yn looked away shyly, “no it’s fine…i just wasn’t expecting that.”

“oh, um..” wonbin started tapping his foot on the floor as he tried to think of something to say quickly so he could break this awkward tension between him and yn, “well, we talked for about 20 minutes now and you still haven’t told me if you liked me back or anything..”

yn could only chuckle nervously, “wow…i thought i’d be ready for a relationship considering i’ve accepted jiwoon’s apology so quickly, but now i don’t know what to say or do…”

wonbin looked at her, confused, “you were so ready to get back together with your ex just now, weren’t you?”

“well, kinda?”

“yn, i think you were just blinded by love. i remember you constantly were telling me you were still in love with him and i told you that you loved the old him. i think what happened was since he promised you he changed and the fact you still love him made you immediately give him a second chance.” wonbin said, he didn’t even think as he said that, he just let his mind control everything at that point.

“you’re still in love with him, aren’t you?”

“i…”

wonbin could only sigh, “it’s okay. i’ll give you some time. my parents will be back home soon, you should get going.”

yn got up, “thank you, wonbin…”

wonbin led yn to the door, but before she was about to leave he stopped her.

she turned around, “what’s wrong..?”

“when you’re ready for a relationship again, i’ll show you what a good boyfriend is. or at least, let me show you.”

— after a tragic breakup, yn struggled to love herself again and believed true love just wasn’t a thing. park wonbin, a popular classmate, has been secretly admiring her for so long. after finding out what yn is going through, he is desperate to see her happy again…hopefully with him.

💬 — i’m afraid im slowly getting writers block 😓 i need to lock in

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[linniewrites]

9:15 ; “you should meet her.”

Meliodas x f!goddess!reader

wc: 413

“So you’re the oldest out of how many kids ? “You were imitating the way Meliodas was always laying on the ground with your arms crossed under your head. When he first took notice of the way you were relaxing, he pretended not to care, but now it made him smile.

"There’s two of us, but I don’t think we can call ourselves kids.”

“Well, for other races we’re really old, but hey, we’re still pretty young.” You nudged him with your shoulder, smile teasing him. However, he hit you back with his own shoulder and a smile mimicking your own, stopping your movements.

“I’m older than you though ?”

Your laughter stopped after he finished his sentence. “What ?!”

“Yeah, I was born around the same time as the second fairy king.” He showed the number two with his index and middle finger, unknowingly forming a peace sign.

“You’re the same age as Dahlia ?” Your head lowered, and you thought about it for a moment, not realizing you were talking out loud. “That means you’re the same age as Ellie…”

“What’re you mumbling for ?”

“Nothing, I just thought you and me would be closer in age, but you’re closer to my sister’s age.”

“Really ? Elizabeth is her full name, no ?”

“Yeah, Ellie… she’s really nice you know, you’d be good friends.”

“I heard you were the nicest out of the both of you, so maybe she would hate me ?”

“You heard I was nice ?” You slapped his chest and hit your bottom lip to hide your smile.

“I heard you killed people in one hit that way they didn’t suffer.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

You shook your head before defending yourself. “Well sometimes I don’t have a choice. I can’t just let people come at me and let them kill me.” He nodded at you, agreeing. “But… I’m serious. You could meet Ellie someday. It’d be so fun, hanging out, the three of us, and you could invite your brother !”

“Should I ?”

“Yeah ! Imagine this…” You started showing at the grassy ground in front of you. “We’d have fruits and plenty of different veggies as well. And you guys can bring stuff they cook in the demon realm.”

“I’ll tell Zeldris to get everything ready then.”

You smiled at what you assumed to be his brother’s name, and fell back onto the ground happily, and imagining your day with the people you loved the most.

[jenosbliss]

pairing. gn!reader x haechan | genre. fluff | wc. 413 | warnings. none

[5:48 pm] "The star is not in the center; move it slightly to the left." Standing below, Haechan commented while savoring the potato chips. “Do it yourself if you have a problem.” struggling to adjust the star's position, you complained. He sat down on the couch, grinning teasingly, "You lost the bet, not me." “If you can’t help me then shut up!” He scoffed and muttered something back, but you missed it.

He wasn't wrong, and he had every right to tease because you lost the bet you made on the day you brought the Christmas tree. You challenged him that if he found the biggest tree, you would decorate it alone, which he readily agreed. You were confident that he wouldn't buy such a large tree, but maybe this year he had to be competitive and actually brought a tree whose top touched the ceiling of your living room. So, here you were sitting on top of the ladder, decorating the tree from the top, alone.

With no help Haechan meant no help, he didn't even pass you the decorations when you reached the top of the ladder, no matter how much you begged; you had to climb down every time you needed something. He felt bad for doing this, he almost asked you to step down and finish decorating himself, but that's how your bets usually work, if one loses, they have to fulfill the punishment themselves, alone, no love in bets. But one thing he did offer was his incessant nagging and comments.

At last, you've finished decorating the tree after hours. You climbed down and stood next to him as he examined the now-decorated tree, still pointing out the mistakes and saying things like, "The bells should have been placed down." "I can't even see the lights." "Why was that placed there?" And he continued on. Done with this attitude of his a thought occurred to you.

“Where is the Santa mini-” you kissed him which took him by surprise, eye wide and red creeping up his neck and ears. “What was-” you kissed him again. “Why-” and again a kiss. His whole face was now red, as he understood what was going on. “The yellow lights-” you kissed him again as he started laughing and continued speaking which always ended with a kiss.

“If you say one more word-” this time before you could finish he kissed you feverishly ,pulling you towards him “Let’s see if I let you finish.”

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a/n. merry christmas everyone! I hope you all are having fun and like this short fic i wrote 2 years ago on christam eve. thank you so much for supporting my work till now 🫶🏻

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[magicalbuttertarts]

Can I get prompt 13 with Nick wayne x female reader please

AEW Masterlist

Smut Prompt List 2

This has not been proofread. Please enjoy though.

Warnings: Smut under the cut. Unprotected sex. Swearing. P in v.

Requested by anonymous

WC: 413

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#13: “Think you can handle that much”

"Deep breaths beautiful." I groaned from behind her, as she was gasping and whining my name with every inch I pushed into her wet cunt.

I wanted nothing more than to pull her hips back and fuck her until the only thought that consumes her is me, but no, I had to be patient.

"Doing so well for me. Only a few more inches until you have taken me." I praised, almost giddy at the thought of finally, fully being inside of her.

"Nick, I can't." She groaned, but she didn't use her safe word.

I leaned down, forcing another inch inside of her, making her gasp, loudly.

"Remember what I asked earlier? When you begged me to fuck you."

"Yes, Nick."

"Say it."

“Think you can handle that much?"

"And you told me yes. Now, you are going to take every inch of my fucking cock, and then I am going to fuck you like you wanted."

She knew if she said her safe word I would instantly stop.

But she didn't.

Not even when my hips are now flushed against her ass, now making me groan and bite my bottom lip as her pussy squeezed my cock.

"Gonna fuck you now. Gonna give you a proper fucking."

I pulled my hips back, until just the tip, then I slammed back into.

She screamed my name, her pussy got even tighter around my cock but she didn't say the safe word.

I smirked to myself as I did it over and over again, until I am fucking her into the mattress.

My hips barely pulling back as I didn't want to leave her pussy. Not when she feels so fucking good.

"Nick, please. Don't stop. So close." She confessed.

"I know. Oh fuck I know. Go on. Cum for me. Not hold back. Need to feel you cum." Now it is my turn to become a stuttering mess.

She let out a noise I have never heard from her as her body started to shake. I felt her cum around my dick, and I couldn't help but follow as it felt like her pussy was trying to milk my cock.

I let out a long-drawn out "fuck," as I came. Grunts falling from my own lips as my cock twitched inside of her.

"Again." I heard her say through my foggy haze of post-orgasm.

"Give me a few minutes." I grunted, my cock staying half-hard inside of her.

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[bradleysass]

Dog - @moonchaser-microfic - wc: 413

James Potter was insufferable. This was a well-documented fact, especially among the Marauders, Hogwarts' most notorious quartet. But there were levels to his insufferability, and tonight, he had reached a new peak.

"Good boy," James said, grinning like the smug little shit he was.

Remus froze, hand stilling where it had been running through his hair. He had been doing his best to ignore James' constant, relentless teasing for the past hour, but this? This was something new. Something dangerous.

James was lounging on his bed, Quidditch gear still half on, the smell of grass and sweat clinging to him. They had just wrapped up practice, and James had spent the entire evening calling Remus a 'good boy' after particularly impressive catches. It had started out as a joke, but now, the way he said it had changed. Lower. A little rougher. Like he was testing something.

Remus swallowed hard. "What did you just say?"

James, never one to back down from a challenge, propped himself up on his elbows. "I said, ‘Good boy.’ You know, like how Sirius calls you sometimes? Except when I say it, you look like you're about to bite me. Or—" his grin sharpened, "—maybe do something else?"

Heat flooded Remus’ face, spreading down his neck like wildfire. He opened his mouth to snap back, to shut James up with something scathing, but all that came out was a strangled sound that was entirely too telling.

James sat up fully now, eyes alight with something mischievous, something knowing. "Oh," he breathed. "Oh, Moony."

Remus hated him. He hated him with the fire of a thousand suns. And yet, he also wanted to punch that smirk off his face—or maybe kiss it off.

James leaned forward, voice dropping to a murmur. "I was just teasing, you know. But now I think I should really see what happens if I keep going."

Remus glared at him, trying to summon even an ounce of self-control. "You have a death wish, Potter."

James tilted his head, feigning innocence. "Do I? Or do you just like it when I call you a—"

Remus had him pinned against the mattress before James could finish the sentence. His breath was heavy, hands gripping James' wrists, knuckles white. "Finish that sentence," Remus dared, voice lower, rougher than before. "See what happens."

James, the bastard, just grinned up at him, utterly unbothered. "Good dog," he whispered.

Remus didn't resist the urge to bite him after all.

[gunilslaugh]

Destressing Massage

Han Hyeongjun Summary: Giving Hyeongjun a massage after he’s had an exhausting day. (idol/non-idol au) WC:413 Warning:none

photo not mine credits to owner.

Hyeongjun has had the longest day. He feels like he can hardly move his body as he trudges his way into your apartment. 

“You’re back,” you greeted him with a smile. Hyeongjun smiled back at you. Your presence helping to lift his weighed down spirit. “You look tired,” you note, taking in his hunched over posture. A pout formed on your face. You walked over closer to him and looped your arms around his waist. 

“I’m exhausted. My muscles ache.” He tiredly leaned against you, his head falling onto your shoulder.

“How about a massage?” you offered.

“A massage?” he repeated, lifting his head from your shoulder. You nodded at him. 

“Yeah, a massage.” You bring your hands up to gently knead his tense shoulders. Hyeoongjun nods his head and relaxes into your touch. 

“Yes please,” he says. The two of you head into your bedroom. You both change into comfortable clothes then you have Hyeongjun lay faced down on the bed.

You started by gently rubbing the sides on his shoulders, working your way towards his neck. Hyeongjun lets out a hiss when you reach a particularly tender spot. 

“Sorry!” you quickly apologized, pulling your hands away. 

“It’s ok,” he tells you. He readjust his position slightly and you very gently bring your hands back. You’re sure to rub extra carefully around the tender spot until you can feel it relax. Then you begin to add a bit more pressure. 

Hyeongjun lets out a relaxing breath as you start to work your way down his back. He feels the stress leaving his body with every press of your fingers against his skin. 

“Thank you,” he mumbled out. 

“No problem,” you smiled, continuing to knead his skin.

By the time you reach down to his calves you notice that Hyeongjun seems to be extra relaxed. You move up the bed, where Hyeongjun lays with his head on the pillow. His mouth is partly open. Soft snores fall from his mouth. You leaned forward and pressed a loving kiss onto his forehead. 

“I love you,” you tell him, swiping some of his hair away from his forehead. You grabbed the blanket and draped it over both of your bodies. You then leaned over and turned out the light before settling down into bed yourself.

Before you slip into dreamland you feel Hyeongjun’s arm land across your waist. A sleepy smile appeared on your face. You drape your arm around his and finally drift off.

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[urauntiefaye]

good morning sunshineee!!

just woke up from a nice dream so i'm counting on you to dream with me:

since you were kids, you and kei were pretty close. from knowing each other's family to growing up together, to sharing a endless love for dance. damn, you guys spend a lot of time with one another, really. nowadays, the &team pack don't event even bat an eye to seeing you clinging to each other. they did, however, noticed that you two be lasting longer on your little run in the woods. but, oh well, it was just you being you.

now you see, as the two oldest members from the pack, kei and fuma worried a lot about their younger friends; especially since it was getting closer and closer to their pack heat period, the first ever to taki and maki, and at this time of the year their temper started to falter. the thing is, somewhat, kei didn't seemed nearly as stressed as fuma, so fufu started to wonder why.

little did he know, you were the reason. see, as friends, you see no problem helping kei relieve his stress. on dance? we can do it. on you? even better. I mean, you were also a packmate, so you would need some stress relief too, the deal was great to both of you.

the closer it gets to the pack heat, the more frequent your little "wood trip" would become. no one cared really, being too busy getting themselves ready or making plans with their mates, but fuma did. he followed kei, planing on asking him about how he was so relaxed lately, but what he saw was enough of an answer.

he watched kei pounding relentlessly into you, his best friend, from behind as your mouth hunged open, moaning nonstop about how well kei was fucking you.

it was unfair, really. they both shared their position as oldest, their duties, their worries... they should share the same stress relief.

from there on i'm leaving to you baby boo! don't know how it ends because, well, i woke up; maybe a threesome? maybe a noncon with yandere!wolf!fuma? let's find out through you!!!!! but i hope you can find a good use out of this piece of a dream sweetie, mwah

Werewolf!Kei and Fuma x Werewolf!Reader 🔞

WC: 413

TW: Smut,Not really noncon but there is persuasion and I don't know what's that's called, sex in the woods, oral (Fuma receiving), Knotting, AFAB reader but not much detail Not Proof Read, let me know if I forgot anything! (If you don't feel comfortable with this kind of content then don't read)

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Fuma going to the woods to find out what the hell was going on with Kei, only to find you both completely naked. Your front pressed against a boulder, your eyes rolled back and tongue sticking out slightly as you screamed out how Kei felt so good and to never stop.

Kei grunting as he pounded into you relentlessly, his hand pulling on your hair that made your next strain back. Praising you ‘you always take me so well like a good little slut’

Fuma making his presence known when he accidentally steps on a twig.

Fuma would get so mad and jealous as he questioned what the hell was going on. Because how could he do this when Kei knows how frustrated he has been

Kei wouldn't even pull out of you, just straightening up, dick still in you saying he was just ‘relieving some stress’

You would get embarrassed and shy and try to cover yourself with your hands as much as you could. Even trying to pull away from Kei, but he would stop you and tighten his grip on you. You even muttering out a little ‘stop’

Kei wouldn't listen, instead cooing at you and persuading you into letting Fuma join and touch you.

Fuma would be a little hesitant but the desire to fuck you would grow strong

You feeling scared because you don't think you could take two at once, but Kei would convince you it was okay.

Fuma would start out playing with your boobs, even sucking on your nipples

Then Kei would restart his thrust, making you cry out from the pleasure but being silenced when Fuma shoves his cock down your throat.

Now being fucked by Kei and having Fuma facefuck you

Kei would cum so much in you, even knotting your poor little womb

Once he's done Fuma would lay you down on the grass and take you in missionary. Pinning your wrist above your head. He would be so different from Kei, who fucked you fast not giving you time to breathe. But Fumas thrust would be so hard, possibly even leaving bruises on you from how hard he was hitting it.

Fuma would knot you too, his dick swelling so much and his load being bigger and longer almost dumping buckets of it in you as it's been so long since he's has sex

After that they would pamper, but also make you both of their little stress relief you.

[hisunshiine]

—socks | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader au/genre: slice of life, established relationship, fluff, rating: M wc: 413 warnings: fluffy fluff sentimental fluffiness , honestly super cringe and cheesy, i wrote this in like 10 minutes LOL explicit sexual content: mentions of bomb ass birthday sex an: a small drabble for the birthday boy's birthday that I wrote during the writing event hosted by @mrsparkjimin18 tonight in the @bangtanwritershq network discord!

The smooth texture of the tiny, rounded nubs feels soft in Jungkook’s hands as he glides them down the length of the fabric. His smile is wide as he giggles to himself. You look on from your spot in your shared bed as he sits on the carpet below you. The gift bag is now empty, purple tissue paper strewn across your bedroom from his eager attempts at seeing his gift. 

“I love it!” Jungkook has repeated this phrase every few minutes, hands switching between the many pairs of toe-socks you bought him—an assortment of colors that he can wear with any outfit.

“I’m glad, baby,” you say sleepily, still tired after he kept you up most of the night into the early morning, celebrating his birthday on your knees, your back, against the wall…how this goofy man could turn into an innocent cutie pie, as if he didn’t just fuck your brains out a few hours prior always seems to shake you to your core. You lay back down, eyes drifting closed as he pulls out his phone to take pictures of the socks and send them to this group chat with the guys.

Jungkook is elated at the gift you got him. He knows it might not be cool, and he always wants to be effortlessly cool, but toe-socks are one of those things that he honestly doesn’t care that people may find them unsightly—they keep his feet warm and he truly enjoys wearing them. 

Looking over at your sleeping form, he realizes that the fuzzy feeling in his chest isn’t just from having an absolute blast for his birthday with you, the fuzzy feeling is because of you. His girlfriend, who knows him well enough to know that getting him toe socks would be enough for him, because it means you care enough to listen to him when he talks about the things that comfort him. He’s feeling sentimental all of sudden as he watches your chest rise with each breath you take falling deeper into slumber, and he wants to cuddle you.

Sliding the new socks onto his feet, he smiles as he climbs back into bed, curling his body around you as you turn and adjust in his hold. He lets you tuck your cold feet between his now clothed ones and he can’t help but think that this must be what heaven feels like: a cute girl in his arms and toe-socks to keep his feet warm.

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[judesmoonbeauty]

Erupt

A tiny drabble featuring Jude's carrying you "style" based on his recent 95k bonus story from the recent IkeVil S-Rank SE. WC: 413 ┃Carrying you ┃Tension┃Fluff CW: None Pairing: Jude Jazza x Reader Pronouns: You Dividers: @/natimiles

In the coolness of a misty evening, Jude and Ellis marched their way back towards the carriage from a mission, only the sounds of their heels could be heard against the pavement, which prompted Jude’s ears to prick up at the lack of a third set of steps that should’ve been next to them. Turning around he saw you slowly walking in the distance almost at a snail’s pace. Exhaling his cigarette’s final smoke, he made his way to you, and after a few strides his icy amethyst eyes met yours with roll in annoyance, but you ignore it and attempt to gloss over the pain you’re enduring.

That night the mission had been at a banquet, and just by looking at your feet, he surmised that you must’ve injured yourself while trying to keep up with them as they chased down the culprit. Without a word he turns his back towards you and kneels on the ground waiting in silence.

“Whadda ya waitin’ for? Get on, idiot.”

“Me?” You point at yourself in disbelief at what you’d just heard.

“Are ya daft? Just who else am I speakin’ too ya half-wit.”

“Uh, well….if you’re sure.”

You carefully climb onto his back feeling suffocated by the awkwardness of your body clinging so closely to his. Sensing his hands slide around your legs to grasp you, you bury your head into his shoulder out of sheer embarrassment. The air felt heavy and tense as other feelings unexpectedly bore sparks inside your core. Swallowing hard in hopes it would extinguish the flickering heat, you let out a shaky breath that tickles Jude’s ear.

“Oy, don’t breathe on me!”

“Sorry.”

Jude’s ear tingled at the heat of your breath, painting it a pinkish hue. He too was already feeling an uncomfortable tension as the heat that from your lower half pressed itself into his back, so he cleared his throat in an attempt to rid himself of unnecessary thoughts, and warned you not to squirm unless you wanted him to drop you on the pavement.

Holding onto him tighter in fear of him making good on his promise you nod, “Understood.”

Both of you remained silent as he carried you piggy-back to the carriage. Had it not been for the cool mistiness of the evening, the heat of both of your suppressed desires may have erupted, but that left you wondering, would it be so bad if they did erupt?