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snowsinterlude · 4 months

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˚ ᜔ ࣪ ✿ ࣭ ۟ bathtub.

(corioanus snow x reader)

summary: stressed about that time of the month, your boyfriend watched you bathe in awe of the red water.

c.w: period sex, sensitivity, fertile period, p in v, oral sex (f. recieving), blood, biting, praising, overstimulation, dacryphilia, petnames (doll, princess, angel), bathtub sex, blood kink, breeding, unprotected sex, fingering, making reader taste herself.

a/n: i watched saltburn . need to get a bit out of my system . also i'm kinda of sleepy and shaky so there's probably a bunch of mistakes here

you hated being on your period. it always came when you wanted the nastiest things possible.

now, mourning for the loss of a contact you couldn't have now, you were deep into the bathtub, only your face was capable of beig seen inside of the bathtub alongside with the red water and bubbles.

your boyfriend was kneeling by your side, washing your hair with the upmost kindness as his fingers rubbed your scalp. god, you were crazy about him- you wanted him to fuck you, wanted him inside you, taking your pain away.

but you thought it was gross. and even if you adored vampires, you didn't want to see your boyfriend's pretty face being dirty and stick because of your blood.

"i still don't know why you don't wanna do it." he said, kissing your shoulder, massaging them.

"it's gross, coryo. you don't have to do it." you said, feeling shivers down your body. specially when his fingers travelled down to your breasts- gosh, you were so sensitive. your nipples seemed to wake up immediatly. "s..stop. stop, i'm not gonna let you fuck me while i'm like this."

"but it would help ease up the pain." he said, changing his pose to kiss your cleavage. now, he was at the side of the bathtub, your hair was wet, beautiful, some shampoo bubbles were dripping on the floor.

"coryo.." you pouted. you were almost giving in, he could see that, from your tear pooled eyes to your thighs rubbing together; you wanted this as much as he did.

"c'mon, doll. don't hold up. i know you want this just as much as i do." he said, taking off his shirt, getting into the bathtub with you, engulfing your nipple into his hungry mouth.

finally, he earned a moan out of you, your legs instantly spreading to him, his fingers didn't even had a hard time finding your bloody slick, you moaned while holding his hair, his fingers finding your velvet core and entering it easily.

there was something on the sounds of his fingers thrusting your bloody pussy so eagerly, something hungry on the way he mouthed your boob aggressively, biting it on his teeth as if it was a gummy bear, and still being so eagerly sweet in those bites, in those thrusts.

"cory!" you cried, hips bucking up to his fingers, breath hitching, and almost cumming. he could feel it in the way your cunt was clenching around him, that's why he pulled his fingers out of you. "hey.." you pouted.

for your surprise, his fingers were on your mouth now. the metallic, bittersweet taste of your blood was hot on your tongue, and even if you were humming on his fingers, unbelieving of what he was doing, you still sucked on his fingers, swallowing the taste of your own blood.

"coryo!" you called, brows knitted together while he smiled at you. "that was gross! ugh, for god's sake!"

"you swallowed it." he said, grinning darkly. you gulped down your saliva. "i didn't even told you to, you just did."

"i..."

"what a good girl." he chuckled, drowning into the water. the weight of both bodies made the water overflow, it flow off the bathtub, and even if you were surprised, your boyfriend drained the bathtub, and he had the nerve to pull your legs and place them on each side of his head.

you panicked, eyes wide open as you spoke "c-coryo, don't- it is a mess there, didn't you notice i'm on my period?!"

"i don't see how it affects me, princess" he said, kissing your inner thigh, stained with blood. "and, lucky for me, i'm a vampire"

he smiled devilishly. and although you found it was gross, he still managed to manipulate you into allowing it, and so, when his tongue pressed against your sensitive clit in the most delicious manner, you couldn't do anything other than squirm, moan and hold his hair.

but of course, he didn’t leave it at that. of course he had to finger you again, teasing you, passing his fingers through your slick, painting you with your blood; messily painting your blood on your cleavage, on your neck, on your boobs. like a white canvas, you slowly began gaining color.

and with his tongue tasting you, thrusting, licking, torturing you, your back arched perfectly as you held onto the bathtub, mewling his name. "c-cory! coryo!!!" you cried. "'m gonna- oh fuck!"

"i know, doll. i got you." and you came undone quickly, hands shaking, legs shaking, mouth held agape and still, your eyes shone when you saw him on top of you, blood on his chin, on his adam's apple, on his fingers. somehow, it was the prettiest sight you've ever seen. "but do you got me?"

you nodded, grinding so desperately on the bulge of his pants, so sensitive for him, throbbing and clenching, missing the bare contact you had with him. "yes, yes, i do."

this was enough of an answer for him to unbuckle his pants, wet from the way he drowned himself on that bathtub, his dick slapping at your clit, making you mewl at the sudden violence against your most sensitive parts; the way his tip teased your core was getting you to cry.

when he finally penetrated you, you felt like the pain, alongside with your ovulation, were getting into a fight; one seeing who was stronger than the other and for your own pleasure, it was your ovulation who won against the pain of the cramps.

"fuck- look at you, you're so wet" he moaned, taking your waist on his hands, holding you in your place before starting to pound inside you and god, you were so sensitible. it didn't matter anymore, when he licked your tears and kissed your lips, your legs trembled around his waist, you could feel every inch of his dick inside you, and even the slowest thrusts were making you mewl and moan around him. "god, angel, are you tighter than before?"

and you nodded. the side effect of your period was that you always felt tighter, hornier, more sensitive, more emotional; and you couldn't help but suck on his thumb as he thrusted a bit more faster and deeper inside you, kissing your temple and your lips while taking his thumb out of your lips to rub your swollen clit.

"you're so good, look at you. you're just perfect around me." he chuckled, biting your neck and squeezing your boob on his hand.

"coryo, s-slow it down, please. don't wanna c-cum yet!" you pleaded, crying from the overstimulation. you already came, a mild orgasm when he fingered you, another orgasm when he eat you out, and now that you had the sight of him on top of you, fucking you like that, you felt like you would cum just from the sight of it, specially when you looked down to see how it looked- his cock entering you so fast and yet slow, deep and good inside you.

and god! there was blood on his dick! and he didn’t even seem to care- it was like he knew about it, like he wanted more.

"i know, babe. you can cum how many times you want." he said, and you were genuinely crying from pleasure. on the other side, there was a coriolanus who thought that period sex was the prettiest form of bonding. like it was a spiritual thing-

and even when you came, being accompanied by him after a feel thrusts, cum and blood mixing together, he bathed you both and at night, he still managed to fuck you again.

he did it many times before, fucked you on your period as if it was his prize, like there was nothing better than it.

with that being said, now, he had his face buried in between your legs, sucking on your blood while you tried to work on the assignment the teachers gave you both. well, his part was done. now, his job was other;

pleasuring you and sucking the blood off you.

#young coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow x reader #the hunger games the ballad of songbirds & snakes #young president snow #coriolanus snow fanfiction #tbosas smut #coriolanus snow imagine #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #x reader #period sex

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imtryingbuck · 6 months

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No Better Than My Husband

~ gif not mine credit goes to owner ~

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Readers husband is having affairs, so reader does the same

Word count: 1,513

Warnings: Angst and Fluff, swearing? Cheating, Sharon being a bitch. Terrible writing as always.

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Y/n’s husband really thought he was being smart about his indiscretions, not that his affairs shocked her, but he truly believed she was some dumb naive housewife due to believing this, he started getting sloppy. At first it pained knowing her husband was entertaining another woman whilst she was at home alone, being nothing but faithful and devoted to him. When his first mistress found out that she wasn’t the only side piece he had she had messaged Y/n all the pictures, videos and messages between the pair, it was meant to hurt her but she already knew her husband was seeing other women behind her back.

The thought had crossed her mind at first to confront him but she knew better, she knew no matter how many tears she showed him he wasn’t going to change. She watched her mum do the exact same thing with Y/n’s dad, he promised her he’d stop and it wasn’t until his untimely death that she had found out that not only was he still seeing the other woman but was engaged to her and the cherry on top was that he had borne a 8 year old son.

So no she wasn’t going to confront him, leaving him to truly believe that his beautiful naive wife didn’t know that when he said he was having a business meeting it was actually him fucking another woman.

However what he didn’t know was that whilst he was having these “business meetings” she was in the arms of another man.

The first time she slept with Bucky she ran to the bathroom to puke up, she felt disgusted, she felt like she was the worst of the worst. The second time she slept with Bucky the guilt was still there but not as strong as before. Now after every time of meeting up with him she didn’t care, she loved the attention he showered her with but most of all she craved just being touched and not necessarily in a sexual manner.

Bucky thought she was truly the most beautiful woman to ever exist, he found out she was married after he gained the confidence to talk to her. The shock and anger he felt was showed on his face when she spoke about her husband’s affairs. Trying to get his head around the idea of how man could have someone like Y/n as a wife just to cheat on her truly baffled him.

Now Bucky lays there trying to catch his breath after spending nearly two hours of happily pleasuring over and over again the goddess that he has the upmost respect for. He knew he was in deep with her, he knew that it wasn’t just sex for him and he hoped that it was the same for her.

Keeping a soft gaze at her ever so slightly trembling form he broke the silence “So I was thinking, don’t give me that look missy, I was thinking about introducing you to my friends? They’ve heard everything about you and they want to meet you but only if your comfortable with that”

“I don’t know Buck, you told me they know I’m married and they probably think the worst of me”

“No baby they don’t, I told them about him and how he’s cheating on you none of them judge you for doing the same”

Shakily sighing “okay but only if your really sure about this”

“Never been more sure beautiful”

They share a kiss which quickly grew more intense. Bucky was more than happy to continue showing her affection and love.

The day had arrived to meet her lovers friends and to say she was nervous was an understatement the thought of them judging her scared her, she knew she wasn’t a bad person she did anything for anyone. Never in a million years did she think that the man who took a vow to love and be faithful to her would break said vow, but here she was five years into marriage her husband betraying her with four women - that she knows of - she was tired of being mocked and treated like a fool so she decided to return the favour. However now she was in too deep, she had fallen in love with Bucky. So she truly hoped his friends didn’t judge her too much.

Bucky had agreed to meet her outside the cafe that was close by the tower, they shared a kiss and made their way to where his friends were. The whole time Bucky was reassuring Y/n that it was going to be okay.

Standing in front of the Avengers was intimidating but when they greeted her happily the nerves that was settled throughout her body melted away. Conversations flowed effortlessly laughs were shared, that was until Sharon spoke up from where she was sat. “So Y/n Bucky says you’re married? At first I was shocked that he could sleep with a married woman but now meeting you I understand”

Y/n felt uncomfortable under Sharons intense gaze, she definitely didn’t like her tone. After shifting to try and get comfortable she finally found her voice “My husband has been cheating on me for a long time, I never intended to do the same but I met Bucky one night and one thing led to another and well now I’m here” ending her sentence with a shy chuckle. Bucky took her hand in his and rubbed his thumb over her knuckles in a comforting gesture.

“Don’t you feel slightly ashamed of yourself? Because you should”

Not knowing how to reply she just looked down at her clasped hands, of course she felt ashamed of herself, of course she hates herself for being no better than her husband. It was one moment of weakness that if she had to do it all over again, she would. She would do it all over again without a second thought and that, that is what she hated about herself.

The room had fallen into an uncomfortable silence, everyone was pretty annoyed with Sharon for spoiling such a happy time. The looks that were shot at Sharon made Y/n feel like she had done something wrong. She never wanted to cause any problems with the group of friends. A few beats passed when Y/n glanced at her watch then bent down to get her bag and coat that was at her feet, her movements caused Bucky to jump up. “You don’t have to go”

“I do, I need to get home” turning to the group “it was an absolute pleasure meeting you all, thank you for a great time, bye” Not listening to the protest coming from Bucky and his friends, she walked out the room to the elevators. Bucky had ran inside just before the doors had closed.

“Baby ignore Sharon, she’s just being rude for no reason. I’m sorry”

“It’s fine Buck. Honestly. I need to let you know now that I’ve finally filed for divorce. I’ve already packed my stuff and moved into an apartment. He’s on a “Business” trip ah. I really feel hard for you Buck, I’m sorry” The shiny doors came open and she all but ran out before Bucky could reply.

Four months had pasted since Y/ns confession in the confined space of the elevator, four months without speak or seeing the super soldier. The messages and phone calls that came from Bucky and her now ex-husband had gone off none stop. The messages from her ex started off with him apologising and begging her to come back, he’ll change. Which turned to him taunting her, blaming her for his actions. When it came to their divorce to be finalised he had showed up with mistress number 4 hanging off his arm, he thought this move would hurt her but all it did was make the judge give her way more money than she originally asked for.

Bucky’s messages consisted of apologies too, along with pleading her to meet him. But was also filled with him telling her he loved her.

One Sunday the rain was pouring down heavily in the late afternoon when a knock on the door startled Y/n, trying to calm her racing heart she made her way to the sound. Opening her door her heart stopped.

“W-what are you doing here Buck? How did you find me?”

“Nat”

“Okay? Still didn’t answer the first question”

Instead of answering her Bucky walked straight up to her, touching her face with freezing and delicate hands he searched her eyes for any reason to pull away. Finding none he moved closer and closer till his cold plumb lips touched hers. Kissing one another always took their breaths away, no matter how many times they’ve done it. Reluctantly pulling away he rested his forehead on hers and smiled.

“Be mine and I’ll be yours” Bucky’s heart was hammering rather hard inside of his chest awaiting her response, and instead of verbally responding she pulled him into the apartment letting him kick the door behind them.

~ banners credit goes to @sweetpeapod ~

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syrena-del-mar · 3 months

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The Nine Circles of Hell: Dead Friend Forever, Episode 7

First, a trigger warning: I'll be discussing themes of revenge porn, grooming, statutory rape, sexual coercion.

I'm going to discuss this episode with as much upmost care as I can, due to the sheer amount of sensitive material that came out of this week's episode I will also not being using any explicit scene screen captures from this episode. If there's anything you'd like to me to take out or want a more in depth conversation, feel free to use either of my message boxes.

Last week I said DFF had more to offer than just being a campy 90s slasher remake. While I first thought we were already in the depths of hell, thematically, with Non getting beaten by the mafia, I didn't expect this week's episode to somehow double that pain. But here we are. I was lulled into false security with the 5 minute montage of getting to know what Phee and Non's relationship was like. I should have remembered that I'm definitely watching the wrong genre when I expected more of those moments.

Non and Phee

This episode really continues and expands the idea that humans are not these clear-cut, unambiguous, good-or-bad beings that idea has now been depicted through Non and his relationship with Phee. Non has so much love to give and so much want for being loved, it's what leads to Phee in the first place, but it's also what leads to his downfall. Because Non loves so much and so hard, it's also why he wasn't ecstatic that Phee had to lie to his father and say that he was involved, just to get him out of trouble with the police. What started like a sweet date turns a bit bitter, because Non is seeing the consequences of his actions not only affect himself but also the others that he loves. It's also why he couldn't tell Phee about the sheer amount he owed Tee's uncle, because he was now well aware that if Phee found out, he would get himself involved.

Non lies and manipulates Phee, he tells him time and time again that nothing happened between him and Mr. Kreng. Non swears to Phee that he isn't lying to him and that he won't keep any secrets from him anymore. It pains him to do so, he's barely holding himself together by the end of a thread thread once he's Phee's arms and his face is hidden from Phee's view. Yet, he does. He keeps it a secret how big of a hole he has found himself in, because he doesn't want to drag Phee down with him. Non says it himself to Jin, he doesn't want to be burden, he'll figure it out himself. It's a direct parallel to the bigger issues that Non is finding himself in beyond just within the 'movie set'. He has the 300 million baht hanging over his head, his parents (in his point of view) regret having him and find that he does is bring embarrassment to the family, and now he has another adult willing to give him the 300 million baht with a fake sense of care. So he found, what he believes to be, a solution that would get rid of the 300 million baht debt and all it requires is giving up a piece of himself, but at least it won't come at a cost of burdening his parents or Phee.

In trying to protect Phee, his lies ends up costing him the one he loves the most, Phee. Now from this point on, this is all speculation, but when Phee accused Non of 'always doing this', I'm not in the camp that believes that Phee is accusing Non about being a serial cheater. I see why people are in that camp, but I initially jumped to that conclusion as well. Now, I'm more in the line that Phee is accusing of Non always feeding him lies, even after explicitly promising him that he wouldn't. After putting his neck out for him, after letting Non do things his way as long as he promised to tell him the truth, Non goes back to telling lies. Phee lashes out, and at the end of the day he's still a teenager, so he hits Non's weakest point. Just get lost and die. The very words that likely haunt Phee in the present-day, now as an adult. And Non's holds the broken bracelet, punishing himself, because he knew that there was no coming back from losing his lifeline.

Non and Mr. Kreng (Please keep my trigger warnings in mind, they will be heavily discussed in this section.)

Statutory Rape. Grooming. Coerced Sexual Relations. Nonconsensual Sex. Molestation. Sexual Assault. Sexual Abuse. Those are all words to describe the relationship that occurred between Non and Mr. Keng. Let's call exactly what it is. I think I'll lose my mind if I have to see someone another person call Non a cheater. There is no cheating when there is statutory rape.

Non is literally at the end of his rope, Mr. Keng clocked that immediately. He knew that Non was isolated, that he was completely othered by his classmates, he believes that Non has nobody else to turn to, and he knows that Non is in deep in a scam that target teens. In his eyes, he found the perfect victim.

Non is taken advantage of by a person in power, a person that he should be able to trust. Non isn't naïve, he clocked that Mr. Keng wanted something from him since the moment they first met. But he is vulnerable. He's being extorted by the mafia and he sees someone offering him the money that he needs to put an end to that. In his eyes, it was a way out, a means to an end that just cost him a piece of his soul. I truly think Non rationalized it to himself as prostituting himself, because he knew that money was never coming without a price. No matter how much Mr. Keng tried to sell it as 'brotherly' love.

But at the end of the day, it does not matter what Non believed or rationalized, because Mr. Keng was the adult in the situation. He had a duty, as a teacher, to protect Non and provide a safe classroom environment. Instead he target, manipulates, and coerces Non into having sexual relations with him. He knows the power imbalance he holds, first as a teacher and then with the 300 million baht he 'gave' him. Mr. Keng, knowing that Non's not close to his 'friends', physically isolates him. He takes him to his office that's half-lit, located in a long hallway with, seemingly, very little foot traffic. He prods at Non, asking what's been bothering him and has him visibly become emotional, before offering his care. He's a complete and utter predator, in every sense of the term.

I hope he dies a long, painful death.

Non and Jin

First and foremost, whether or not Jin was ultimately the one that posted the video does not matter. Filming a classmate being sexually assaulted is still child porn at the very least and, possibly, revenge porn (if he disseminated the video) at the worst. I was on the same boat as @respectthepetty and their take that Jin had to be the worst of them all. Like they said in that post, Jin is a coward and he even admits to it. There's nothing more cowardly than hiding behind a door, filming you supposed 'friend' getting sexually abused by your teacher, and then even considering putting up on social media for revenge because your heart is broken.

Yes, Top framed Non. Yes, Por demanded (and bullied) money from Non. Yes, Tee brought Non to the mafia. Those are all very bad things, don't get me wrong. All the physical and mental abuse they put Non through was hell. Yet, Jin was the only one aware that Non had already been seeing someone, which seemingly had upset him already. Then he sees him with Mr. Keng and instead of reporting that his alleged friend was being assaulted, he gets angry and films Non at his most vulnerable point in life. Even Fluke didn't want any part of that.

Jin takes away Non's dignity. And at the end of the day, it doesn't matter whether he uploaded it online or not, he was still the one to film, transfer that file onto his computer, and contemplate whether he was going to post it or not. At every point since he found that Non and Mr. Kreng were in that room, he rendered Non powerless. That video would have never been uploaded if it hadn't existed in the first place. With just a point of a camera and click of a button, he is revictimizing Non every. single. time. that video is opened and seen by another person.

There are no words to fully describe or explain that kind of trauma that he has subjected Non to.

Final Thoughts

This episode was nauseating. It honestly took me about two hours just to get to the end. Usually, I can watch through a show I enjoy really quickly, but this episode was so hard to digest. And that's simply due to how realistic they are approaching the subject of Non and Mr. Keng.

Barcode and Ta really are the stars of the show. I'm not saying that the other castmates aren't amazing in their roles, but man TaBarcode really know are hitting every single emotional beat. I was never a TaBarcode nor a MacauChay girlie, but man Be On Cloud has truly brought out their best this time around. Even though I fully know we are heading towards an incredibly heart wrenching ending for PheeNon, I can't help but want to hoard and scramble for moments of them together.

It's crazy how well, everyone was able to pull their weight this episode. There were so many moments that with less talented, less experienced actors, could have fallen flat, but they didn't. Ta and Barcode's PheeNon was so incredibly heart-beating, butterfly inducing before we were brought back into their reality outside of their relationship. 2J and Barcode's scenes were.... so disgustingly real, for lack of better words. I knew that storyline was never going to end well but it had been more than I ever expected Be On Cloud to release. They're tackling such real issues that weigh on teens with incredible tact, there's no romanticizing what happened. Even Phee's reaction was so understandable when you put yourself in the shoes of a teenager. I'll reiterate again and again, whatever you think about Be On Cloud as a management company, as a production company, they really are breaking boundaries and doing something right. Whatever happens in the second half, I think I'll be here, recovering, for a long time.

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thoughtsforsoob · 5 months

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txt - how they show their love

A/n: I know I’m not the only one who thinks about how sweet these boys would be to their s/o :( I need my own heuning kai please. (Ugh I hate myself bc I know guys can be sweet and my last relationship was so terrible :/ I forgot I have standards. If a boy/girl puts you down, you leave them immediately!) anyways, please enjoy okay? Make sure to drink some water and have a yummy snack. Please send requests as well! Requests are open for texts and writing for nct dream, txt, and a few more.

{this one is quite long bc of the bullet point format so I added the "keep reading"on this post!}

soobin

He shows his love in such sweet and subtle ways.

One of these affectionate things he does (that I personally love) is him gaining interest in your hobbies.

He will sit there and watch you do whatever you do with literal heats in his eyes.

Please help, his pupils are actually changing shape. Jkjk.

Anyways, he always asks you questions about your hobbies and will even try them.

also, he likes to be taken care of in a relationship so he shows his love by looking at you with the upmost adoration when you're leading him somewhere, for example

he gives you this lovestruck eyes when you're pulling on his arm through the mall

he loves when you order for him when you go out to eat

you and him are literally the meme where the girl goes up the counter and says "he said no pickles >:(" and he's just standing behind you with a little smirk on his face

yeonjun

He shows his love through providing for you.

He's overall is the embodiment of the word ‘gentleman’.

He always opens the door for you when entering the car.

He holds your hand tight when you two are rushing through the train stations during rush hour.

He also always pays for EVERYTHING.

He gets irked when you try to pull out your card/cash to play for anything. He frowns and gently moves you to the side and he pays.

Afterwards, he sits you down and tells you that he wants to pay and that you should let him because he loves you so so much.

Let him because he will literally cry if you don’t let him pay.

beomgyu

he's just a little silly guy so he show his affection through lots of physical contact and time together.

I say this later on for huening kai but he looooves hanging on you!

he’s like a little monkey

he just likes when you pretend to be annoyed because it makes him feel accomplished (he’s so annoying but I love it 😬)

Also like, calls you at 2 am

“baby I’m outside your apartment please come down”

“Beomgyu where are we going? It’s 2 am?”

“First of all, WHO is Beomgyu? Second of all, we’re going on a walk and there will possibly be snacks if you cooperate”

taehyun

He shows his love by looking after you very closely.

He leaves you daily reminders to take your vitamins, charge your phone/laptop, eat or drink something, etc… he wants to make sure you’re healthy and prepared for the day ahead of you.

He also always makes sure you’re not missing things.

One particular thing he does is restocking your pantry and fridge and also other personal care items.

If he notices you’re running out of your favorite drink, favorite snack, pads/tampons, etc, he will stop at the store to get them for you before heading to your apartment.

He also likes to have sit downs with you at least once a week and talking to you about your week.

He buys fancy masks and your favorite drinks so you two have spend a few hours de-stressing with each other.

heuning kai

He is very into physical affection so he shows his love by hanging on you in public.

Once he get the green light from you, he practically begs his company to let you both go public with your relationship so he can hug you and kiss you in public.

He loves coming up from behind you while you’re waiting for your coffee orders and wrapping his arms around your shoulders. He presses a kiss to the top of your head and tells you he love you sooooo so much.

He also shows his affection through gifts.

Surprise gifts at that.

He loves catching you off guard with anything from stationary to a new designer bag.

He’s a great gift giver because he pays close attention to the things you love.

#txt fluff #txt headcanons #txt imagines #txt reactions #txt x reader #yeonjun x reader #soobin x reader #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #huening kai x reader #tomorrow x together

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inkegg · 2 months

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Emperor x Tavflayer post game headcanons

Some Canon-divergent headcanons ahead just bc the epilogue didn't make sense in some regards!

Turning into a mindflayer grants Tav some clarity into how the Emperor had truly felt about them before ceremorphosis. Everything around them feels much smaller, and the affection Tav feels for their companions is closer to the feeling one would get for a wounded animal. Pity mixed with love. However the connection with the Emperor is now deepened into a higher understanding.

The Emperor wanted Tav to transform because he desperately wanted to share their connection on this higher level. He wanted them to be true equals and to not settle for an animalistic need for companionship.

The new dynamic between them will have growing pains. Though they are closer to being on equal footing, the Emperor will still have much to assist Tav with as they get used to being an illithid.

Illithid Tav will have the unique experience of developing outside of a colony. This will allow them to experience a larger range of emotions compared to most illithids. They will be able to relate easier to non illithids and express themselves differently than most. It is endearing but will cause friction at times with the Emperor as they were brought up differently.

The Emperor will treat Tavs ceremorphosis with upmost care. He finds himself responsible for Tav and wishes to make their transition more comfortable as he was not allowed the same. He wants things to be different for Tav because for him he was changed against his will and was partially brought up in the cold emotionally stunted illithid society. He then had to fend for himself and teach himself how to build connections. He has the opportunity now to make things better for Tav and make an example of what can be done for illithids outside of a restrictive colony.

The Emperor and Tav would not spend time apart for at least a year after ceremorphosis. The whole process would make Tav reliant on him. The Emperor, knowing how jarring everything is, wouldn't trust Tav to be alone.

The Emperor would've went with Tav to the epilogue party as they had just barely spent time in their new form. He would need to be there to support them to prevent Tav from accidentally eating anyone.......

Their relationship can only vaguely be understood by those around them. A lot of their affection towards eachother goes unspoken. Each of them act like a beacon that's constantly sending waves of adoration. Nothing needs to be said when you're always feeling loved.

When things are good, they're great, but when disagreements arise, illithid tendencies for control and personal fulfillment get in the way of normal conflict resolution. Arguments can easily become the problem of all of Baldurs Gate if the two of them dig their heels in. And as Tav gets more skilled and matures with their illithid powers, more arguments will occur, until the Emperor can make peace with the fact that they've grown out of the need for a mentor and have become a TRUE partner.

#bg3 #bg3 the emperor #the emperor #bg3 tav #dungeons and dragons #dnd #illithid #mindflayer #anyway heres headcanons for tavflayer!!! :>

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en-geneisaxx · 2 days

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'Please don't say that this is the end of us...'

Pairings: Husband!Hoon x fem!reader

Warnings: Swearing (you're gonna be on a rollercoaster of emotions lol)

Feat. Jay, Heeseung and Jake of Enhypen, Yeji (Sunghoon's sister), Jin Ae (Y/n and Sunghoon's child),

AND

Reesa (@dollywons), Haze (@pockettwinzz), Reina (@rinbowaman), Rin (@diorsyun), Nessa (@heeslomll), Aeri (@heeslut4life), Aria (@jaylaxies), Julia (@jak3slut), Rae (@hoonieshoneymain) (SORRY IF I GOT YOUR NAMES WRONG 😭)

Tagging my moots who wanted to read: @pockettwinzz @diorsyun @rinbowaman @heeslomll @heeslut4life @hoonieshoneymain @sungvrhs

Previous parts can be found here:

Part 6

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

Preview

A/n: HI HI HIIII EVERYONE!! I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN POSTING MUCH FICS, I HAD A WRITER'S BLOCK MOMENT FOR A SECOND, SO FORGIVE ME 😭 ONCE THE POLL RESULTS COME, I'LL BE FOCUSING ON MAKING A NEW FIC BASED ON THAT PERSON. PLEASE SEND OPINIONS OR THE TYPE OF FIC YOU WOULD WANT FOR IT (I have no idea who's winning rn, don't wanna vote 😅) BUT YH, TYSM TO EVERYONE FOR YOUR SUPPORT, HOPE YOU ENJOY!!

Likes, reblogs and/or following me will be much appreciated!! 😚

Last chapter, part 7:

'𝒀/𝒏, 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆?'

'𝑯𝒂𝒉𝒂, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆? 𝑰 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆... 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏.'

You drifted your attention to the churros stand nearby, wanting a sweet treat. You didn't hear Jake's evil, spiteful intentions. The tempting, lying snake hissed:

'𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.'

He successfully did that with ease, which horrified you. And boy, the venom could've killed your happy marriage, almost. Luckily it was your faithful best friend that had it, or you would've been silently tortured with regret for not knowing the truth in his hell. Fucking hell, Jake, no wonder why people say you should run from a scorpio man.

But, let's forget about the shattered past, and focus on the thriving present, you and Hoon crying in each other's embrace, saying words filled with the upmost affection and actions that displayed their yearning for each other.

'Hoon...next time, please, tell me your thoughts, hm? I want to be with you, 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.' You desperately plead, not wanting things to go haywire again.

'Mhmm, m'sorry...' He chokes out, clearly affected by Jake's mental abuse.

It was finally back to normal, back to a loving family. You guys could finally sleep in peace, Hoon's toned body moving so elegantly. It was so fast, making up. You even questioned if it was a silly dream. Either way, you wouldn't want to go back. And you weren't EVER going to see Jake enter your life.

'Shh,' whispers Sunghoon cutely, 'let's wake up momma.'

The two loved doing that, waking you up with kisses and cuddles, before playing with each other for a short bit of time. The weather was bright and hopeful, which gave you the impression that, after a hard-fought battle, with determination, you can succeed. What a perfect day to wake up in, you could even cry.

Jin Ae crawls to you, giggling quietly and looking at her father with such amusment. She was like a piece of him, their smooth-riding relationship so wholesome. They both lean in, count themselves to three before launching their weapons of tender kisses.

'Hehe, hello my baby!!' You sleepily smiled, before welcoming the morning with your husband,

'Hello, daddy...' You smirked, knowing damn well how it gives him a dopamine and ego boost.

'Hello my pretty, beautiful, stunning baby wife...' He complimented, laying down and hugging you and Jin Ae, each on both sides of his chest.

'Ahh, my two girls, how lucky I am to have you all.' He kissed the top of your heads, 'Mine, mine, mine, mine, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.' He said the last word like a hungry beast, but immdiately became a cute penguin, baby baekgyu. Jin Ae couldn't contol her laughter at this point, soothing sounds echoing in this haven.

'Baby,' Sunghoon started, pecking the two of you now and then, 'should we go to the park?'

Your jokes were as cringey as his, which is probably why many people were astonished by your humor.

'Which Park, your Mum, your Dad? Jay? Yeji?'

He chuckles whilst dies at your jokes,

'Babe, that was so...wow'

'You can't say much,' You said with a smug smile, 'imagine saying, "𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 '𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒐' 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚".' You came back, knowing he will be overwhelmingly embarrased.

'BABE!! Stoppp, that was one of my worst moments in life, frick Jay.' He whined, but made sure to keep the language child-friendly, knowing Jin Ae can learn quickly.

'Haha, but yeah, we should go to the park, and let's bring Jay and Yeji!'

'Mhmm, they deserve it, AND HEESEUNG. SHOOT, I FORGOT ABOUT HIM! He was like my lifesaver.. We should probably make them gifts...' He agrees.

'I know just the thing...' You said confidently, making Sunghoon look at you, wanting for you to continue,

'FOOD!' You happily shouted, and Jin Ae copied too,

'Food!' She chortled, clapping her hands. Her and Sunghoon's cuteness broke the scales, damn...

'Heyy!! Thanks for tagging us along!' Says the three friends, excited for the payment of their therupatic actions.

'Where are we going?' Yeji asks, trying to contain the urge to just take Sunghoon's card and run off.

'Haha, we'll go to a kbbq place, Heeseung's favourite, especially.' You said, 'Oh yeah, it was Sunghoon's idea.' You grinned, because Sunghoon didn't want others to know how soft he was.

'Awww, thanks bro, come to my place anytime-' He stops, seeing your angry glare, 'OR stay with lovely Y/n right here...' He mumbles, rubbing his nape.

You guys ate like you were famished, finishing the bowl within a few minutes, but the food was definitely worth the hype.

'You know what, I feel like this is a bribe, BUT I'M ALL FOR IT.' Yeji proclaimed, earning a laugh from everyone.

'Y/niee,' starts Heeseung, doing something very unusual with his body...

'Lee Heeseung...' You said slowly with a deep tone, looking as dead as Jay is, who ends up averting his attention to Jin Ae, Yeji and Sunghoon getting stitches from laughing too hard, 'what on earth are you doing' You fake cried.

'I WAS TRYING TO DO AGEYOOOO' Wanting to be six-feet-under.

'But anyways, where we going for dessert?'

The group pondered about the various options, Jin Ae just scribbling on the piece of drawing given by the staff.

'Oh, I know, why not we go and pop over to dollywon's bakery and order from there!' You implied, knowing everyone loves going there.

'YEAH, THAT'S A GREAT IDEA! I love her bakeries' Says Yeji, scrolling on her phone to look for the menu.

'Oh yeah, Y/n, can we go to a library?' Asks Jay, 'I've been wanting to read a few poets and authors'

'Of course! Hoon, you can go to the park with Heeseung and Yeji when that happens, yeah?'

Sunghoon looks offended, 'OBVIOUSLY, I'M NOT LIKE THAT GRANDPA.'

Jay swears in korean, knowing Jin Ae isn't that knowledgeable.

'Right, let's go!!'

'Hi Reesa!!' Greets Y/n, who's happy to see her coquette friend. Y/n orders from her bakery when she's in need of something sweet, sometimes, she wants to take Reesa too.

'Hi Y/n! It's been awhile, I see we have a few costumers!' She notions to the group.

'Yep, all wanting a bite!' You chuckle, Jin Ae's motioning that she wants the chocolate muffin.

'Yup, all done! Thanks Y/n!' Says Reesa. 'Oh, and one more thing...' She takes out the chocolate muffin, 'I see mini hoon has been wanting this.' She smiles. She's so kind, no wonder why Jungwon took her as his girlfriend.

'Mmm,' hums Heeseung in delight, 'this is soooo yummy!'

The three manage to feed themselves, unlike your family. You're feeding Sunghoon like the baby he is right now, and Sunghoon's feeding the real baby. Jay takes a photo, knowing you'll want it in the picture book.

'Right,' burps Heeseung, 'let's go to the park, yeahhh?' He coos to Jin Ae.

'We'll be heading to the library, see you.'

'Y/n, what authors do you recommend? I've been quite busy lately, so I wanted to take reading just to let my imagination run wild.' Jay asks calmly, passing each shelf of books.

'I've got to say, authors like Haze, Rin, Aria, Reina, Nessa, Juila, Aeri, Rae have been taking my time, and it was worth it!' You advised, knowing how good these people are. They're like the rulers of literature, and they certaintly produce the highest-quality works.

'Ah, I have heard of them, and they're works are quite...interesting.' You realise what he meant, and squirmed in embarrassment.

'That's why there are restrictions, dummy!' You hit him, earning a sharp gasp and hiss.

'Ha, imagine if Sunghoon found out-'

'Let's just find a story to read, yeah!?' You whisper shouted, annoyed by his teasing. The Park brothers sure have something in common.

'AHH, JIN AE-AH!! GO, GO!!' cheers Heeseung.

While Jay and Y/n were purchasing books, Yeji and Jin Ae were playing tag, Jin Ae being the tagger. Sunghoon's taken many videos of the moment, wanting to keep this memory.

'We're back!!' Exclaims Y/n, hugging Sunghoon who had his arms out open for you to come.

'Haha, you missed out on some beautiful moments' chuckles Sunghoon, knowing you'll be devastated.

'What!? When..' You whine, but Sunghoon's such a romantic. He back hugs you, places his head on top of yours, intertwinned you fingers with his and says,

'Don't worry, darling. We'll make more beautiful moments, forever.'

A/n: AAAAAH, THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE!! THIS MARKS MY DEBUT AS A WRITER. I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE MY WORKS AND I'LL BE POSTING SOME MORE FICS VERY SOON. ILYSM 💗

#en-geneisaxx #enhypen #enhypen sunghoon #engene #fyp #kpop #enha #fanfic #enhypen jay #enhypen heeseung #enhypen jungwon #enhypen jake #park sunghoon ff #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x y/n #writer #moots #enhablr #love

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 18 days

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Can you do a continuation of Yandere Buddha, Shiva ( and his wives ), Hades, and Beelzebub and their cautious forest goddess darling. Like can you go into even deeper depth of their very slow progressing relationship and maybe even add a cockblock into the mix. Maybe the darling has caught the attention of a river deity that close to their neck of the woods and they fancy them. To make it even worse things seems to be going a kind of ( but not by much ) easier for the river deity to gain the darling's trust and maybe even affections. So how are the yanderes going to react and what are they going to do.

-It had been months now since he first met you, after you guided him out of your forest, keeping your distance, knowing that all wasn’t what it seemed with his affections and warm smiles.

-He was a patient person, he was a god after all, as you were, so he knew that there was plenty of time to win you over, eventually.

-He wandered into your forest, like normal, seeking you out to have a normal chatting session with you, in hopes that you would be even closer today, or at least more open in talking with him- his mind already running away with delusions.

-He wandered into the clearing he had been finding you at recently, next to a large river that cut through most of your forest, and he heard you giggling softly at something.

-He thought it was a rabbit or another of your animals you doted on so gently, imagining how cute you were going to look when he spotted you.

-Hold up.

-Who the flying fresh FUCK is that?! And why are you sitting so close to him? Why are you smiling at him?!

-He kept behind a tree, not being seen, seeing you talking to another minor deity, like yourself, a river deity, who oversaw this river in Valhalla, just like how you oversaw this forest.

-His teeth grinded together as rage filled every inch of his being, eyes locked on this, this unworthy piece of trash that was talking so openly to you! Doesn’t he know that you should be treated with the upmost respect, that you should be treated like the goddess you were, worshipping the very ground you walked upon!!

-His nails dug into the bark of the tree as you laughed at something this upstart said, who was grinning warmly up at you. Did he know you were already taken?!

-(Love’s) blood felt like ice when you placed a flower behind this little river god’s ear, you had never given him a gift like that- what was so special that this twerp had that he didn’t, he was one of the strongest gods in all of Valhalla!!

-His gaze shifted to you and instantly softened, you were so beautiful, so innocent, you weren’t doing anything wrong in his eyes, it was this other god who had somehow tricked you, making you drop your guard so you would get closer.

-While curious on how he did it as you were still so shy and cautious with him, he knew that you were in trouble, this minor god was someone dangerous and evil, someone who would spirit you away and lock you up, trapped and afraid!

-(Love) knew that he needed to do something, but he couldn’t let you catch him, or else you might be scared of him, and he couldn’t do anything that would risk your lovely forest or the animals you care so fondly for.

-First, he needed to find out more about this ‘god’ who was taking your attention, to figure out his weakness, then arrange an ‘accident’ and while you were upset, morning this upstart who only wanted to use you, he would swoop in and rescue you and dry your tears.

-Don’t worry Y/N, you were going to be safe soon!

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader

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tenebrous-if · 1 month

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Fellow Swan Princess Enjoyer here, you have excellent taste. 😘Since you mentioned A is a hunter, I can’t help but picture A making their staff run around the grounds in a mock hunt a la Practice,Practice,Practice 😂😂

You’ve mentioned in an ask that A will visit MC’s family from time to time- did they grow closer due to the shared loss? Are MC’s parents and siblings aware that A cared deeply/was falling in love (if applicable) with MC? And we’re A’s parents affected by MC’s kidnapping besides “darn, there goes a royal merger”? Also it’s very sweet that A’s baby sister and MC’s baby sister had each other especially during what I imagine to be very tumultuous years growing up🩵

I could definitely see A doing that with the staff that volunteer to do so 😂 — all the while Leia is watching on the terrace, tea in hand, discarded book off to the side, completely amused by her sibling. (A’s best friend would totally participate too.) And, as a small side note, this is totally the song of A’s childhood.

The Aetherian Royal Family has definitely grown closer with the Crown Heir of Aerilon (and their sister), as A truly didn’t have to continue on with the relationship the way that they had, but, without fail, they still try to send letters for important dates, holidays, and will give presents for birthdays and festivals.

Nyra is partially aware of how A feels, Leonidas more so as he knows what it’s like to fall for an Aetherian Royal (and what said fall looks like in another). The siblings are less so aware: Elarin had other things to focus on, Kalyn is most cognizant of it but they never gave it much thought, and Isadora was too young.

As for A’s parents? Their mother had been absolutely crushed by the events as she always treated you with the upmost care and love. Unfortunately, she passed away a few years ago (something your MCs will be able to react to). As for their father? He was put off by it, yes. He had his reasons for wanting the match to begin with— not all of them having to do with political aspect of it— and he wasn’t too thrilled that years of planning just went down the drain. Still, he felt sympathy for the MCs family and he hoped that you’d be found soon (and that you were safe).

Isadora and Leia’s relationship is one that I adore and I can’t wait for you all to experience it too. It’s a reflection of A’s and the MCs (in a way), but different all the same.

#tenebrous if #asks #ro: astorian/astoria #kingdom-dance #sc: princess isadora #sc: princess leia #sc: prince/princess kalyn #sc: prince elarin #sc: queen nyra #sc: king leonidas

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dragonwritersblog · 3 months

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A Simple Touch And I Fall In Love

Pomni raised a brow at his reaction, it was just a hat, why was he acting surprised? She was about to ask when his ungloved hand reached up and twirled a few strands around his fingers. Pomni stiffened, about to pull away and demand what his problem was until-

"-Soft," he murmured, focusing on the silkiness he held between his fingers, "Your hair is soft."

Based on this art on twitter

It was strange in a way, the juxtaposition of the outside of the tent rivaling the chaotic nature of the inside. For where the circus had its noise, and adventures and the fear of not knowing what was next, outside was peaceful, calm and a steadiness that no one expected from this-digital world.

This was where both Pomni and Jax found themselves after a long day of Caine's antics, wanting nothing more than to finally have a chance to breathe. The two never expected to find common ground with one another, especially with how opposite their personalities were, with Jax's love of pranks and Pomni's need to find some sense in this upside down wonderland. But if there was one thing that the two could silently agree on, it was that a break like this was needed from time to time.

And so, that's how the two found themselves, with Pomni sitting and Jax lying on the grass as the gentle breeze floated past them with an unspoken truce between the two for no shenanigans to happen (but that was mostly for Jax rather than Pomni).

After a minute or two, Pomni slid her hat off her head, letting the wind float through the shiny strands of her hair. There wasn't an adventure or 'show' today, so there was no need to wear it and play the part of the jester that she was forcibly given. Jax had taken off his gloves as well so why not?

The moment the headpiece was laid onto the ground did Jax turn to her, his eyes widening slightly.

"-Soft," he murmured, focusing on the silkiness he held between his fingers, "Your hair is soft."

Her breath hitched at the pure honesty of his words this didn't feel like a cruel-hearted joke, where he would laugh in her face about him being serious with what he said. No. This was a simple observation that he was making about her, an observation that he liked.

She let the tension melt away, carefully leaning into his touch. His fingers moved from her hair to her cheek, lightly grazing her cheek bone. "Huh," he smiled, "Soft too."

His hand cupped her cheek, his thumb stroking the pale skin underneath. Pomni all but melted at his gentleness. "Is all of you soft?" he pondered.

Maybe it was because of how strange the situation is, or Pomni letting her mind getting the better of her, but the next thing that came out of her mouth was, "Why don't you find out?"

Jax's hand froze, from the look on his face he wasn't expecting her to say that, "Ya sure?" he asked.

"Please," Pomni breathed.

With the upmost care, he slowly guided her face down to his in case she wanted to change her mind. But she didn't the moment she carefully pressed her lips to his. Both of his hands were in his hair this time, stroking and caressing wherever he could reach.

Pomni let out a sigh, smiling into the kiss at his affections. After a while, they finally parted for air. There was a pause before the two let out a soft laugh at what they had done, neither of them regretting what happened.

"I was right, every part of you is soft," Jax grinned.

"And so are you," Pomni's lips matched his, running her hands through the fur on his chest.

Jax chuckled, shaking his head before guiding Pomni's head again to rest on his chest. "Alright cute stuff," he huffed sweetly "And I thought that I needed to behave," he added.

"Guess there's just more to me that you don't know yet," Pomni replied cheekily.

"Oh yeah," he murmured as he fiddled with her hair again, his face moving closer to hers, "Guess I'll just have to find out."

Pomni shuddered as the air from his mouth drifted over her still-wet lips, sending a chill up her spine, "I guess you do."

This time, Jax was the one to kiss her, more tender than the last one. By the time they pulled away, Pomni was snuggling up on his chest, as if it was the most comfortable pillow she ever rested on (it kind of was in a way). She let her eyes shut, a smile drifting on her face and Jax continued to run his finger through her short hair. They needed to have unspoken truces more often.

#queen's art is amazing all funnybunny shippers should bow before her!!!#pomnijax #funnybunny #jax #pomni #tadc #the amazing digital circus #jax x pomni #pomni x jax #my writing #fanfiction #fanfic #dragon rambles

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hawkystormo · 4 months

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Of course the first fucking link is Private Eyes 🙄 (said with upmost affection)

IT DESERVES THAT SPOT SO MUCH THAT I DREW SOME SCREENCAP FANART

#tf2 #team fortress two #my art #tf2 sniper #sniper tf2 #tf2 spy #spy tf2 #i drew this so rough idc

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meshlasolus · 2 years

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House Of Memories (41/?)

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Padawan!reader

Warnings: a little spice, mak lotor shenanigans lol

Summary: You wake up with Obi-Wan, and he wants to show you how grateful he is for you to stay with him.

A/n: oh boy idk i think i exposed myself on this one and it ain't even smut help-

also y'all if you like the story, maybe consider buying me a coffee :)

Words: 2.8k

Staying at the temple came with a price for you, because although Obi-Wan had become far firmer with how the council treated you, they still found ways on the side to show you they weren't in your favor.

After your confession to your Master about your wishes to leave, he made sure to remember what it meant for you to choose him over freedom. He was not going to let you regret your decision, not with one passing day. The very next morning, he awoke you with an abundance of kisses, trailing anywhere he could see your exposed skin. He laid you back, going down your neck, into the crook of your shoulder, then skipping over the covered areas of your sleeves, and kissing each forearm, down to your hands, glancing back to you as he did so. Your cheeks turned a soft pink at the look of him, gazing upon you as if you were a work of art. You'd just woken up, if you went the the refresher room, you were certain you'd look into the mirror and see a hideous, barely awake beast. He saw you as the moons, sun and stars all in one glorious combination.

He laid your hands down gently, with the upmost care and affection, kneeling now on the bottom of the bed, and lifting up your legs one by one. He began at your ankles and kissed up the stretch of your calves until he reached your knees, and even slightly above, where your sleep shorts had come down to. Once he was sure he'd kissed ever inch of skin that was accessible to him, he crawled back up to your beaming smile, and kissed it as softly as he could.

Loving him was innocent, loving him was pure, and you knew it always would be. He loved you in the same ways, as a boy would love a girl simply because he could. There never had to be reason for him to give you his love, he just offered it openly, and unconditionally. To have you beside him was the most treasured aspect of his life, and if he'd chosen to take it for granted, he might be sure he'd gone insane.

He was a sensible man, always thinking logically, under what he thought was generally possible. A few years ago, if someone had asked him where he saw himself by now, it would definitely not be by your side, in your embrace or kissing you the way he was.

Kisses mean a lot to him, he doesn't just throw them around for nothing. They were a secret language between you and him, so when words failed, he could kiss you, and you'd know what he was trying to say. Forehead kisses were small, and sentimental, usually given by the door to the apartment before leaving. They were the kisses that said 'off we go, out into the galaxy, where our love can neither be seen or heard... but I love you nonetheless, and you will know it.' Kisses to your nose, often placed upon you quickly, but meaningfully. They were to let you know that 'you are the sweetest, cutest, most precious being I have ever seen, and even the smallest feature of yours deserves a kiss because of it.' Kisses to your body, whether it be your neck, or your shoulder, or your back, down the stretch of your arms and legs and even on your hands, though bigger than most women's, still paled in size compared to his. The kisses he placed on your body were a symbol of reverence to it. The respect and the glorification of it that he wanted to show you rather than speak too plainly. Those kisses were sacred to him, and he wished to convey to you through them 'your body is a temple, and temples are places of worship.' The kisses to your mouth, were the most important ones if he was being honest. To bring his lips against yours, to breath the same air from your lungs, to pour his emotions out and make you feel every single feeling he could conjure. Passion, intensity, and overall attachment to your soul and physical being. The intimacy of kissing your lips, to have them move against his own and tell him that, yes, you loved him too and would have him in any way he'd let you. These were the most important to him, and the words he wished to convey through them, well, they didn't exist. There were approximately 200,000 words in the language of galactic basic, and millions more in the other native tongues of the galaxy, and still, the meaning he searched for did not exist. It was only a language spoken between the two of you, these kisses, and you understood it fluently.

You could lay here for hours with him, to let him lavish you in ways that made you forget all of your trials, and all of your woes. You could forget about the council, about the missions, and about your undying service to the republic, even if only for a few precious moments.

You'd never gone farther than kissing the one you loved, never daring to force him into something he perhaps didn't want with you, but given his confessions last night, and the way he looked upon you now, it was all you could think about. To have him fully, to take him physically in a way that a man and a woman were anatomically designed to fit together. It was something you were beginning to crave, and you felt it in the air around you, he too was searching for that kind of connection. He would never say it, he'd come to an agreement with himself that it would be your decision, that you would be the one to choose to give yourself away in such a manner. You'd never been had by anyone before, and if you should deem him lucky enough to be the one that get to take that part of your innocence away, he would sell his soul to make sure it was everything you've ever wished it to be and more.

His body was not like it used to be. The older he grew, the more battles he fought, his body became like a warzone in itself. He was battered and scarred, and there were pink lines with light hair-like incisions drawn through them, and patches of skin that had become dead and calloused. He knew he was not worthy enough to present himself before you, especially when he knew your body was going to be the most beautiful thing he'd ever witnessed before in all his days.

You weren't meaning to pry into his mind, but one of his thoughts slipped into the air. and you grabbed onto it, deciphering it and coming to the conclusion that he was thinking himself as lesser. It always pained you to think that the great General Kenobi, who knew no fear, had so many insecurities that he hid away for the sake of his service. He always seemed so confident, good at hiding those thoughts away, but you were connected to his mind, so you heard them.

You hadn't known what you were thinking, only that you wished to put his mind at ease, to make him feel beautiful and cherished as he made you feel. You put a hand up to his chest, pushing him to sit on his heels as he knelt between your legs. You sat up as well. placing yourself to perch on his lap. He smiled at you, but before you'd reconnect your lips with his, you reached down between you. finding the hem of his shirt. He furrowed his brows as you began to drag it up his chest, unsure of your intentions. He would allow you access to anything you desired, that was true, but to let you go on without knowing your desire was just unexpected.

You looked him in the eye when you found yourself unable to bring it any further. You sent him a pleading look through glazed eyes, and he immediately complied, taking the shirt from your hands and pulling it over his head and discarding it away from you both. Obi-Wan was never a messy person, and would not usually throw something to the ground so carelessly, but the way you were looking at him allowed no room for hesitation when he rid himself of the clothing.

You began slowly, letting your eyes fall to your hands as they started exploring his shoulders. The muscles were not huge or rippling like some of the Jedi you knew, but you much preferred the practicality of his build. He was broad, and filled out, but not in a way that made him seem invincible. He was as human as they come, and the marks on his skin were a testimony to that. The edges of the scars from his shoulders lead onto his back, but you couldn't see them in their entirety. You wondered if perhaps those scars came from the beatings he had received on Zygerria. How strong he was, to endure all of what he had and still be here today, still pushing on and being the hero that everyone needed him to be.

You let your fingers rake down his chest, barely even the tips of them meeting the skin. He tensed up suddenly, and you weren't sure if you'd done something wrong to make him uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, if you want me to stop, I-"

"No, it's alright," he was quick to cut you off, and as when you pulled your hands away from him, he caught them before they'd gone too far. "I'm simply not used to being touched like this."

"I don't wish to make you tense."

"You won't, I promise. I need to learn the feeling of your hands on me," he assured you, bringing your hands back to where they were and releasing them once you'd taken control again. You smiled at this, his words of affirmation for you to continue. He wanted to feel your touch on his body. It had been so long since he'd been with someone else even in this capacity, and he wanted to let you reinvent the way it felt for him.

You were feeling brave, letting your hands dip even lower, to the skin of his abdomen, and he couldn't stop himself if he tried, to conceal the groan of approval he let out. Your feather light touch was breaking him down from the outside, and he let his eyes close to enjoy your movements more thoroughly. You loved seeing him so enraptured, and only by the way you caressed him gently.

"My love," he rested one hand on your thigh now, his frame relaxed and enticed by you completely. You were about to kiss him again, but you were interrupted.

This morning was shaping up to be the best of his life until the pager from his holo-pad started making noise on the bedside table. You sighed, watching his eyes flutter open, and slid off his lap, onto the bed again before standing up.

"Mission comes first," you said sarcastically, leaving his room to venture into yours. You were not ready for the day to begin, but you weren't going to give the council any more reason to dislike you. The condition to stay had been to prove them wrong, which you were ever so determined to do.

Obi-Wan really had to gather his bearings before he resumed to do the same. You seemed to have bewitched him, making it impossible to function like he had before he realized he loved you. It seemed he would forever be in your debt, for your mere existence brought him strength.

Obi-Wan had a council meeting, and it was running late by about twenty minutes, which cut into your time training, but you dismissed that fact, unwilling to complain, and were prepared to do some meditation in the gardens until he was finished.

Coming down the hallway, you didn't pay any mind to the person who was following you, and not so subtly, might I add. You had sensed a presence not far behind you, but figured since they kept their distance, it was probably just a curious youngling, away from the rest and on a grand adventure exploring the temple.

It wasn't until you'd reached the gardens that you'd thought to turn around, wanting to rid yourself of any distractions before you found a spot.

"Mak?" you furrowed your brows at him, half a smile coming across your face. You hadn't seen him since before your procedure, he seemed to be avoiding you lately, though you knew not why. "Were you following me?"

"Sort of..." he admitted, his stance was unsteady, and he seemed very flustered, but when his eyes met yours again, they held a certain need of which you did not recognize. "May I speak with you?"

You nodded quickly, gesturing to one of the benches along the walkway. He sat before you, looking forward and waiting for you to join him. He seemed, for lack of a better word... off. This wasn't the same boy you'd completed so many missions with, the one who let you fall asleep on his shoulder because you were exhausted and had nowhere to lie down.

"What's this all about? You're beginning to scare me."

He seemed conflicted for a moment, like he was making his mind up over whatever he wanted to ask you.

"I just," he paused, biting both lips before letting them go, his confidence surging in his upcoming words. "I saw something that I think I wasn't meant to."

"Care to elaborate?" you inquired, wondering what had been so important that he would come straight to you about it. Did he perhaps observe something that the council would have frowned upon? You knew firsthand that the punishments were great, so you hoped he was on their good side.

"Last night, you were on the balcony with Master Kenobi," as soon as he said it, you took a deep inhale, trying to be as steady as you could, unknowing if he'd seen the whole exchange. "And from what I could see, he tried to force himself on you. He kissed you..."

Oh kriff.

Well, you supposed, I guess it's time to pack my bags, say goodbye to everything and everyone because surely you couldn't stay and endure the rebuttal of what would come if he told anyone else.

"What? No, that's crazy. He would never do that, I assure you," you denied it whole heartedly, hoping that if you played dumb just long enough, perhaps he would start to think he really was crazy. It was a mean thing to do, but it was the only option you could think of that didn't end in you leaving and Obi-Wan being expelled and humiliated.

"But I saw him, and I also saw you push him away. If he's forcing you into anything, I can help."

"Mak, I don't know what to tell you, Obi- my master has never done anything to take advantage of me like that," you knew that lying to him was wrong, but it wasn't completely a lie. Did Obi-Wan kiss you? Yes, dozens of times in the last twenty-four hours. Did he ever force you into anything or take advantage of your master and Padawan relationship? Never. He would never do that. "I promise you, whatever you saw must have just been in your head."

He saw the sincerity in your eyes, and knew you were telling the truth, or at least mostly. He was sure of what he had seen, and yet, no longer sure at all. His feelings for you only grew the longer he thought about them, and since knowing your Master held the same feelings, whether he acted upon them or not, Mak might have been conjuring up scenarios that were detrimental to him. He'd hoped you didn't think he was crazy, he was only concerned for you, but now he felt embarrassed to have approached you about it.

"I must be going out of my mind," he scoffed, dropping his head and shaking it with a roll of his eyes. "I'm sorry to bother you, it must seem like I haven't a thought behind my eyes."

"It's okay, Mak. I'm grateful you care enough to be concerned."

"If he ever did do anything to hurt you, you would tell me, wouldn't you?" he wanted to have your word that you'd come to him for help if it was at all needed. You would agree, of course, because there was no reason you'd ever need to. Obi-Wan was as polite and mannered as they come, and he would never do anything to hurt you, or even let you be put in harm's way without his supervision.

"I promise you, I would."

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Hii so sorry if im bothering u u might be busy but I wanted to request a fic

Can u do a fic where the reader is dom?

The reader can use any pronouns btw

Also!! It can be Michael or trevor, u can choose i dont mind :) again im sorry if im bothering u

A/N: Mhmhmhmmm... I loveeeeeeeee submissive Trevor. SO MUCH! Thank you for requesting! (And to all the other asks, I know there's a lot, I'm working on it all. Much love!)

Summary: Trevor is revisiting the pleasures of being dominated.

TW: -Smut -BDSM

Pairings: Fem!reader/Trevor Philips

Word count: 1258

Trevor’s sweat stained his bed sheets beneath him. He had drips slivering off his tanned skin, none-stop drips that kept on trickling, teasing him as much as you were. He inhaled sharply, reacting to the hand that tormented his inner thigh- your hand, your nails; your control over him… Then he overwhelmingly exhaled through his clogged throat. The man basically gagged his moans, unable to control himself anymore.

There were worn out ropes tied from each pole of his railings. Both arms and legs were sprawled out forcibly, leaving his body to be exposed like he was some kind of prey. There was no way to describe how much he was struggling; No, enjoying. He had a grin on his face as those gags would escape his devilish mouth. The tongue that belonged to Trevor sieved out, making an appearance every time he felt your shadow overcast his nakedness, his bare skin that was shredded in semen; sweat, drool, and you wouldn’t be surprised if there were tears as well.

“Ohhhh…” Ecstatically wailing, he felt his erection grow larger out of spite. It shivered and twitched, standing up on its own, no warmth to comfort, no touch to relieve. Trevor whined quietly before looking up at you, speaking with zero efforts that his words responded in mumbles, “Please, please, please…” Trevor begged.

You knew what he wanted but you weren’t going to give in easily. Your hand remained tightly around his wet thigh, caressing his skin with your thumb, occasionally digging your nails in to find an intense reaction to smirk at. The past hour you’ve been making him suffer. You’ve made him came 2 times before the present moment, and they were both caused by you tracing his foreskin with an ice cube. The 2 orgasms happened within 5 minutes, orgasm after orgasm. Now Trevor was begging for more.

“…” Trevor breathed heavily, staring at you with eyes of worship, “B-Baby,” Another choke replaced his pitiful moans. He dramatically inhaled like he was going to break down, his head shaking as he did. You watched him with curiosity until he trembled, “[y/n], baby… Please, m-mama… Oh, oh shit…”

You haven’t said much and it was killing him. Trevor drooled, adding more saliva to the mess he had already made. It would be sadistic to leave him soaked in his own fluids, so you kindly found a cloth, wiping his collarbone and chin like the baby he was. Being vulnerable already, Trevor whimpered and gave you puppy-dog eyes, a gesture he does whenever he wanted more of your affections. His lips quivered, but before he could say anything else, you finally spoke.

“What do you want, Trev?” The moment you said something, Trevor jerked his hips up and down, using all his upmost efforts to grind against you. It was a humorous sight and you had to hold yourself back from humiliating him- like you haven’t already enough.

“You, you!” His voice small and weak, “Ohh… GOD!” He gagged again, a painful gag; yet that grin never left his prominent face.

“You want me?”

You watched him frantically nod and thrust his hips up and down.

“You, you, you. Mama, please.” Trevor breathed as his nostrils flared, “Only you, mommy, baby, [y/n], please… Please! O-Oh… Please!-“ He was immediately cut off when you placed a finger and closed his wobbly lips. The way his pupils dilated in a mixture of arousal and neediness.

“Shhh,” Your finger trailed from his lips down his chin, leaving his neck; travelling down his stomach, slowly edging towards his boner that was threatening to unload another lot. You smirked as your nail outlined the length of his erection. It barely touched his skin, but the sight was enough to make Trevor squirm. His tongue fell out of his mouth again, panting like a dog. He lifted his hips towards your palm and the moment you took him in hand, he cried out a longing moan that lasted for a few seconds. It was relieving as his chest fell in spite of your touch… Finally! He had achieved your warmth.

But it turned into more suffering when you suddenly slapped his foreskin.

“OHH!... Fuck…” He hissed and glared at you. Trevor wanted to regain his dominance and composure now. He had been waiting too long, and he hated how you found joy in his impatience. The ropes would restrain him even further after several attempts of escaping. This time was no different. He yanked onto his wrists but earned a rope burn instead. Trevor ached out a cough, staring back up to see if you watched him hurt himself. Your expression was apathetic and Trevor, unable to control himself, felt small again. His lips quivered and he sulked, “Mama… I hurt myself…”

You cooed, “How’d you do that?”

“Mhm, the rope hurt me…” Responded Trevor in a high-pitched voice, “It hurt real bad… [y/n], please, it hurts.” You tilted your head as he continued fighting against the ropes, making the burn more visible; to the point where he began bleeding. He panted through the pain. He tried to pretend it hurt but the erection only grew again. You raised an eyebrow, and he noticed, beginning to frown, “What? Mama, what?”

“You’re pleasuring yourself.”

His eyes twitched, “Huh?”

Your fingers stroked his cock again. Trevor’s eyes drifted from your face, to his length. And he gulped.

“No…” He lied.

“Don’t lie. You hate liars, don’t you?” You couldn’t help but smirk.

“Nooo… Mama, I swear-“ Trevor noticed your grip getting more intense on his penis. He winced, “Okay, okay… [y/n], [Y/N]!” It was beginning to delight him. “ARGH, FUCK!” The man gagged.

His body was spazzing. Trevor’s hips were thrusting in and out of your hand, eagerly and clumsily finding the friction needed to reach his climax. However, he was jerking so hard that the ropes were pulling against his limbs, trying to hold back his strength. Your knee was pressed onto the mattress in order to reach his cock, and you were beginning to stumble considering he was moving the whole bed. It caught you off guard, accidentally stumbling forward, his penis rubbing against your palm as your composure lost its stiffness. Trevor took advantage of your weakness and thrusted even harder; gagging, panting, crying, moaning. He was a lost cause, and one more idiotic thrust of his hips, you saw him orgasm for the 3rd time.

“FUCKKK!” Wailed Trevor, head falling back onto the pillows, his body arching with his leaking erection in your wet hand. You watched his semen trickle down your knuckles and grinned. You didn’t expect him to cum so quickly, impressing you.

You stayed silent, observing Trevor who was eventually growing tired. He was breathing heavily, occasionally wheezing (thanks to his lung capacity). He maintained eye contact and sucked in his cheeks, slowly spilling out words… “Mhm… That was so good, baby…” His tone quiet.

It wasn’t his first time being dominated. Trevor had done this before, but it was still different as he’s usually the one making you troubled.

You smiled, “You tired now?”

“A little…” He glanced down to his body; sweat still pouring down his pores. There was cum freshly settled on his penis and he whimpered, “Mama, help me. I made a mess.”

“I know, I know.” He watched you untie the ropes before gently wiping away the semen on his body. With freedom, he didn’t bother leaving the bed. Trevor allowed his limbs to relax, slowly closing his eyes, breathing lowly. The atmosphere grew peaceful. You carefully slid into the sheets with him and pecked his rosy cheeks, “I love you.”

Trevor grinned at your words, “I love you too, [y/n].”

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