#melatonin drabble

[lumpsbumpsandwhumps]

#i have missed my size difference fuckos............ #maybe i'll do my edix/jacob drabble tomorrow #already took my melatonin gummies and am comfy cozy rn

[satoruwiki]

ᶻ 𝗓 ‎𐰁 SOMNO! ꒰੭

MINORS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DNI!!

content: nsfw; smut; jjk drabbles; porn w no plot; somnophilia; dubcon? ig so; afab!reader; fem!reader; implied relationship; multi headcanon w jjk men; cunilingus; thigh fucking; cockwarming

w.c: 0.3k - 0.2k - 0.2k - 0.3k

n/a: i was supposed to put suguru and hiromi here but i ran out of ideas, i’ll make a part two when i come up w something lol. english isn’t my first language and im still a rookie at writing so bear with me please! any feedback/request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated :b repost bc i may or may not have deleted it during my breakdown rip 1k notes

SUKUNA

"...Who even sleeps like that?" Sukuna groaned quietly, catching a glimpse of your bare pussy under your nightgown. "If it isn't just begging to be fucked," he says, lifting the gown covering your cunt up to your stomach.

He must've hit the jackpot, he thinks. Having a cute girlfriend who's a heavy sleeper and happens to have a habit of sleeping with no panties on.

"it's good for the body," you said when he asked about it the first time. Then you told him about the properties of sleeping naked, which he couldn't bring himself to care and didn't pay attention to the rest of your words; though he did understand one thing between you chattering--he had free access to your pretty little pussy.

Sukuna spread your legs apart with care - he didn't want to wake you up after all - and sunk his head between your thighs, his mouth already watering, eager to eat your pussy. He dropped soft kisses on your inner thighs, leaving marks that he was there with his teeth. 

A smug smirk crept up his face, listening to your soft mewls spilling out your lips while asleep. You must be having one hell of a dream, he thinks - he can tell by the way your cunt seeps out your essence. Sukuna gathers some of your arousal with his thumb up to your sensitive nub, playing with it gently in eight before he finally feasts on you.

He fucked you with his tongue, lapping and sucking at your folds until he had his mouth and chin glistening in your slick. Sukuna found it endearing that you’d respond to his touch just like you would awake. He could tell you were close; your hips jerked and your legs quivered at every broad stroke of his tongue on your core. A gasp left your lips as you reached your peak, soaking the sheets underneath you. His thick fingers rubbed your clit aggressively, riding you out of your high until he finally left you alone. The next morning, he made you think you peed yourself while sleeping and teased you about it.

TOJI

"Wake up, doll," he whispered to your ear, his hand trailing down your thigh. "Wake up, you damn sleepyhead."

Toji had tried to wake you up a few times with little success. His hard-on pressed against your ass, Toji attempted to wake you up the romantic way, peppering you with kisses down to your neck, talking to you oh-so sweetly, hoping to maybe coax you into an early quick fuck. Y'know, to start the day.

He hadn't expected that those melatonin gummies you took the night prior worked so well, though. You were asleep as a log.

"Fuck, you leave me to no choice, doll cakes," Toji muttered, tugging down your underwear and spitting on his hand to lube himself up with his spit and pre that leaked down his shaft. He gave himself a few tugs and eased his way between your thighs, rutting himself between them lazily.

He snuggled his head into the crook of your neck, his dark bangs falling down his eyes, quiet groans leaving his lips.

He smirked to himself as he felt your cunt getting wet, making it easier for him to fuck your thighs— he assumed that his cock stroking your folds at each thrust subconsciously made you feel good, small noises replacing your quiet snores from earlier. 

“Shit, you like that, huh?” He hissed, consumed by pleasure, nipping your earlobe, his hand wandering to stimulate your clit in circular motions, his gentle touch contrasting the roughness of his hands.

A fine coat of sweat glistened on Toji as he rocked into your thighs, drawing moans from you in your sleep. Until his dick pulses, spurting thick ropes of cum on your thighs.

SATORU

"You promise we're going to sleep now?" You asked, struggling to keep your eyes open, too tired to keep going one more round.

Satoru brought you closer to his chest, nuzzling into your neck. "Yeah, I promise, baby. I just wanted to sleep with you like this," he says, pressing a soft kiss on your shoulder, "You're warm inside, by the way. It lulls me to sleep."

"Shut up," you mumble, embarrassed, slowly dozing off to sleep. You were a little reluctant to let him sleep still fully sheathed inside you. Something told you he wouldn't keep his promise of not coaxing you into another round. The damn stamina of this man. But he was your boyfriend, so you had to trust his words.

"Sorry," he whispers, closing his eyes to fall asleep with you, already hearing your quiet snores.

-

He can't sleep.

'Holy shit, how many minutes has it been already? 10? 15?' Satoru thinks. He can't seem to doze off, not when you feel so good around him, his cock already pulsing and twitching inside you.

"I'm so sorry, baby, I lied," Satoru murmurs, heat rushing to his cheeks as he starts to move inside you, letting breathy moans escape from his throat from how good your pussy makes him feel.

NANAMI

Nanami is an upright and correct man. He has never done anything you don't want and respects your boundaries.

However, today, he couldn't resist the urge.

Nanami panted as he ground over your cunt, soaking your underwear in his pre. You were asleep when he got home from work, later than usual. The reason for his delay was his white-haired coworker, who had nagged him into going out for some drinks until he begrudgingly agreed.

His teeth latched onto his bottom lip to stifle his groans, his abs clenching at every thrust. As much as he tried to keep quiet and not wake you up, unfortunately for him, it did not work.

"…Kento?" You mumbled, stirring out of your sleep, your eyes blinking a few times and adjusting to the room's darkness.

"Fuck, I'm- I'm sorry," Nanami huffs bashfully, the pink colour on his cheek blooming into a darker one up to the tip of his ears. He was about to pull away when you stopped him, wrapping your fingers around his wrist.

"No, don't be. I think it's cute," you smiled drowsily. "I find it endearing you got so worked up you couldn't help yourself. It's kinda hot if you ask me," you giggled, your hand wandering up to trail on Kento's abs.

Nanami shuddered under your touch, his cock throbbing and aching for some release. He gulped, swallowing his saliva thickly, "are you sure?" he asked, caressing the side of your thighs. You answered with a nod, humming a soft 'mhm'.

"Wanna keep up what you were doing?" You asked with anticipation, grabbing his cock onto your hand and teasing him by rubbing his tip up and down across your slit.

Nanami hissed, his face scrunching like he was in pain even though he was not and leaned to cup your cheek in his hand, murmuring, "You know how much I love you, right?"

#KY000 ★ #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #jjk fanfic #jjk x y/n #jjk gojo #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo x y/n #jjk toji #jjk nanami #jjk sukuna #gojo smut #toji smut #nanami smut #sukuna ryomen smut #toji x y/n #toji x you #toji x reader #sukuna x y/n #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #nanami x reader #nanami x y/n #nanami x you #gojo x you #anime smut

[familiaanteomnia]

Low lighting, candles and the usual sort of environment. None of it necessary; maybe it was thought to be requirements. You’ll feel more at home if summoned in concrete and darkness. As if they even felt any emotions or really cared about decor. Requirements of summoning; whatever they might be was both elaborate and clearly not so much given how often random humans just tripped over intending to try reaching something, somebody else. The human standing there immediately jumped into how they needed to save the world, by purging the evil. Obviously full of high hopes, kindness all that attitude. Not cowering away at words; too focused on their self appointed calling. Something about them was different; connected to the Entity and this information was shared with no emotion. A connection, the universe formed what did it matter. Magic. Used to cause more light from the candle flames. Light levels never happenstance before; warmth which caused eyes to stare at the flickering and body to of it’s own will trying to soak it all up. Not to cast everything into cold, darkness but to experience the unusual sensations. .Conversations, back and forth like strange rivals but as well this pull. Annoyance of how they acted, behaved. Debate if maybe the connection was to teach the human’s natural emotions to them. One such case of obvious upset, causing the Entity to meet the rambling with an never happened before reaction. “Are you okay.” It came out rather flat toned, had known the upset before his appearance and it was unimportant. Yet something drew the Entity to- feel like should make the comment. Trying to ignore the shocked reaction from him. And then came the room leaving; reentry being rather dramatic. Speaking before he even could put words together. “Well that was peculiar, guess prolonged exposure to your oddities let me mimic what you call concern.” ------- Cold, dark nothingness or well maybe that wasn’t the best way to describe it. Nobody- nothing was ever going to ask for the description though. Pulled from there into whatever barely lit; grim space until terrified them and got pulled back. Often it was a mistake, or a crusade to defeat evil or sometimes desperation. Yet never with real interest in the being it made appear. They couldn’t grant wishes; or provide benefits and had nothing to exploit. Well probably things, people out there who wouldn’t mind using them as some weapon. Yet it wasn’t like could be held hostage. Nor would most who might consider it last long; care to keep such an presence around. Sorts of things, thought about analyticalally while apprising whatever figure stood before them. Easily took mere seconds to just tell what their fears, intents and crucial details. Where those details came from; unknown and it wasn’t like could relate to most of them- wouldn’t think to ask names either. Just part of being; one face- nothingness and then another one. --------- A human appearance, not for instinctual and business purposes was odd to put together. Countless facial expressions to mimic. Little dozens of things that added up into their existences; body movements. Keeping it together led to losing track of the mortal they’d ended up stuck with. Hands constantly flickering into static, smoky wisps despite all the focus to try avoid it. Noticing- what must be a child staring with wide eyes. Instinct wanting to terrify the child; yet given the promise they’d made the mortal... Debating over it until heard the recognizable voice speak. “There you are.” Yet he then redirected attention the young mortal instead. Tones; emotions that the entity could not grasp aside from a textbook approach. Barely paying any mind to the remark. Following behind as essence was forming into solid hands again. Deciding to tweak what came naturally for research purposes. Leaving the mortals, humans to whatever the kid’s problem was.

#trial muse: stolen melatonin #drabbles #(for that 1 specific verse- though could be a big factor in our Fear Entity's in lots of verses but i dont know) #(all i know is the thought of an super emotional kind spirited soul being connected to an emotions what's that i can cause so called terror) #(yet cannot actually feel it and is very smart supernaturally aware but also just like lol oh you're Scared dont care not my problem) #(im just picturing in a team up situation like all the flaws etc aside- where somebody else would be worried about the outcome They wouldnt) #(an top tier lore drop if i say so myself) #(my head is full of this muse right now)

[vye-bi]

A note about healing

Healing is strange in a lot of ways. It’s quiet. Never yelling or screaming or demanding any kind of attention, not in the way thoughts or pain does. But it’s there. It’s like hope trapped in Pandora’s box, knocking on the jar to come out, to help. That’s what healing is. It’s not fast or immediate. It doesn’t have a deadline. It’s just waking up one day realizing that the weight on your chest has gotten the tiniest bit lighter, that you’ve gotten stronger, strong enough to carry that weight, and strong enough to understand that it might become heavier again when your arms get tired but it won’t fall like it once did. Healing is humming a tune without a worry in the world. It asks politely for you to let it out and when you are ready to please give it time. Be patient for healing is not conscious, it is the combined effort of the nerves in your body realizing that tomorrow may just be okay.

#drabble #god I wrote this high on melatonin #no beta we just die #my writing #plz don’t steal #if u steal I’ll cry #I’m not kidding that’s a threat #I’ll cry and then steal ur kneecaps #healing #mental health? #girlies just let time do it’s thing it’s hard but it’s one step in front of the other and one day you’ll look back and see how far you’ve co

[diorcities]

stargazing

♡ pairing: haechan x afab!reader. ♡ genre: tooth-rotting fluff. ♡ content: sleepy hyuck, kisses. ♡ wc: 0.5k ♡ an: not proofread (: small fluff version excerpt of a couple of drabbles in my drafts, from prompt #3 on @nctpromptmeme (send more their way) happy reading <33

your scent was everywhere. on his pillow, in the sheets, in the space of the bedroom, in every corner of his apartment; in the safe and warm space of his heart; between dreams, he smiles.

the rise and fall of his chest under your cheek accompanied by the gentle beating of his heart made the same sedative effect of melatonin; hushed breathing and feather-light touches at midnight. you could seriously watch him sleep for eternity. battling the sleep that closes your eyes and numbs your muscles —your fingers, drawing lines that connect his moles.

his lips in a pout are slowly kissed. imprinting the love and fond you feel, too heavy to carry on your own. his full cheeks. his jaw. the visible extension of his neck. everything is touched by you. only you. like cardinal points that you know by heart, by inertia. and you want to be as effusive as you can, and also as careful and caring. kisses as soft and light as feathers, as tender and gentle as you can be, as deep and immense as outer space.

where do you put all this feeling if not in him? hoping that he will want to take care of it. your eyelids grow heavier with thoughts swirling and turning to stardust. you're just about to give in, closer to the moon, eyes closing with the image of his serene face sleeping when his heart picks up pace.

“can't sleep?” his voice sounds distorted by sleep.

you hum in denial. “no.” you can't. not when you're full of love.

he brings you closer to him; it's impossible. his lips rest on your forehead and his hand caresses your back. you let his warmth envelop your body and suddenly you realize that you're made of liquid tenderness and longing. “did i wake you up?” you wonder guiltily.

his head shakes, “what were you doing?” he adds then, slurring his words.

loving. admiring. wondering. stargazing. “nothing.”

his lips drift from your forehead to meet yours. haechan kisses you, love-filled kisses each fading away as he falls asleep. his breathing more rhythmically, making purring sounds as sleep begins to gain ground, and he ultimately murmurs, “keep doing it.”

“what thing?” you whisper quietly.

an hourglass later, and a complicity, “nothing.”

his lips curl into a slight smile when he hears you hum, slowly erasing from his mouth until he falls asleep imprisoning you with his body, peacefully, quietly, fully. your fingers comb his hair away from his face and barely any light comes through the heavy curtains of his room, and even then, you don't have to see to know; you know his moles by heart.

you love him. as deep as the ocean.

#haechan fluff #haechan imagines #haechan scenarios #donghyuck fluff #haechan soft hours #♡haechan #nctpromptmemedone

[mousedotjpeg]

cw: explicit smut, johnny being a perv, mentions of reader and price being parental figures but not in a weird way, praise kink, price is mushy gushy but also rough, idek what else to put its just johnny perving on price and wife thats it thats the drabble

Sergeant John "Soap" Mactavish had seen the absolute worst of the world in his years working in the army. Things no human should ever have to witness; scenes so grotesque, heart-wrenching, and downright deplorable that they could only be conjured by hell.

But this? Not even the purest form of bleach would cleanse this from his eyes, nor the sweet freedom of death enough to erase this from his soul. Price, his beloved captain and father figure, and you, the wife of said captain, who just happened to be 141’s sweet little medic, going at it like catholic fucking rabbits in your empty office. All he had wanted was an extra dosage of melatonin following a rough mission, but the scene laid out in front of him would serve to keep him awake and squirming the remainder of the night.

But... the way his superior's hands so gently cupped your cheek and ran through your tousled locks - a direct contrast to his brutal thrusts that bounced you across your consultation table - had his boots glued to the linoleum floor. How long had it been since Soap had indulged in the touch of another? Even longer, the last time he muttered anything along the lines of what filth the captain cooed into your ear.

Shit, it was bad enough seeing the woman he looks up to as practically a mother get defiled by his hypothetical father, so why, why, could he feel himself getting hard in his pants? With bated breath, Johnny ignored the screaming bastard in his mind telling him to run like his ass caught fire and leant ever so slightly more into the doorway, enabling him to hear more of the filth his comrades were indulging in.

His sensitive ears first caught on to the wet 'schmick' of John's hips connecting with yours, then the heavenly sound of your sweet, sweet whimpers and moans. He ignored the moral questions his eavesdropping - no, perving - raised, and reached his hand around to the front of his pants, hand cautiously cupping himself.

"Fuck, honey, takin' it all so fuckin' well f' me," John groaned, panting into your ear.

"Jus' need one more from you, darlin' and I'll give it to you, yeah? Fill you up just like you need, finally get you fuckin' full of my babies." He babbles, clearly close to finishing himself, only holding off to feel the tight squeeze of your warmth milking him for everything he's worth one last time. You only whine out a weak "yes," far too fucked out to give any sophisticated answer, though it's clearly plenty for both your husband and the sneaky voyeur listening in.

Soap bites into his free fist, muffled a choked groan as he reaches into his pants, running along the length of himself to teasingly rub his thumb against his tip. It's easy to imagine himself in his captain's place, losing himself in the ecstasy of your sweet little cunt, all his for the taking. He's embarrassingly sensitive as he begins stroking himself in earnest, wishing for a moment that he could freely fuck his fist outside of the confines of his cargos.

"Fuck!" Johnny stills for a moment following the obscenity John shouts, then quickly gets right back to his rhythm, finding his Captain enjoying every second of your orgasm. Johnny himself bites back a pitiful sob as he imagines how tight your cunt must be in that moment, enough to make a stoney man such as Price break in your arms.

"Shit, shit, shitshitshit, honey, you feel so fuckin' good, baby, such a good little wife f' me, gonna fuckin pump my fuckin' babies into this delectable little cunt a' yours, yeah, baby? How's that sound? I'll have you barefoot 'nd pregnant f' me in no fuckin' time, honey." Price rambles, utterly pussy drunk as he rapidly approaches his high. His thrusts stutter only to press himself as deep as possible into you, which in turn roughly shoves you up the table, then he's grunting low in his throat, pressing his cold nose to your jaw and releasing all of himself into your abused heat.

At the same moment, Johnny's tossing his head back, ruining his own pants with his filth. His teeth nearly draw blood as they press sharply into his fist, though it does nothing to slow or ease Soap's ecstasy as his cock twitches in his grip and spurts out every last drop of cum in his heavy balls. He has half the mind to quiet his breathing, at last letting off his fist, leaning against the wall.

Pulling his hand from his boxers, he wipes it lazily on his cargos, daring one last risky glance into the room that holds his captain and medic, only to find one cheeky John fucking Price staring right back at him.

finally getting back into writing. i have no idea if this even makes any fuckin sense >:'c also i wasnt sure if i should tag it as a soap x reader, since he's not technically with the reader? but i went ahead and did, so just lmk if it shouldnt and ill fix it c:

~ mouse

#john price x reader #captain price x reader #mouse's mess #captain john price x reader #john price smut #captain price smut #captain john price smut #john soap mactavish x reader #soap mactavish x reader #soap mactavish smut #john mactavish smut #cod smut #call of duty smut #cod x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x you

[naomiarai]

Conscious – cbg.

Synopsis : Your best friend's idea for trying to help you stay awake for your finals might be a bit twisted right?

Pairing : beomgyu × afab!reader [non idol au]

Wc : 1.6k

Warnings : dom! gyu, sub!reader, praise, pet names (princess, angel, pretty girl), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie.

Disclaimer : the lovely anon who sent an drabble on this. it got deleted, but I decided to write a fic on it. [I wrote this in one sitting while I was drunk so..]

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Finals week was up tight for you. You swore you'd fail if you don't stay up all night studying. Hell that's not seeming to work

Luckily, you had someone to pent up with your version of opposite-insomnia. Beomgyu is annoying, but you still want him around. He's probably the only one keeping you sane when you keep falling asleep instead of racing your eyes on words.

You've managed the ones you couldn't avoid and here you are with the last one. Beomgyu seems careless today. He's sprawled up over your living room couch, his legs crossing over yours. Laptop situated on your lap, your eyes kept closing, only something that touched you lightly jolted you awake.

You scream out in frustration, muttering numerous curse words to yourself. Beomgyu jolts up, wide-eyed. A frown forming on his face.

“Your opera made me lose my game!” he says with an annoying tone. “Gyu, that's the least of my worries right now, I keep fucking falling asleep.” you reply back, clenching your teeth. “Don't disrespect your elders now” he says with a grin on his face. Beomgyu was a year older than you, but that doesn't give him a pass to act so entitled to his age when you act up.

“Nothing's working. I stopped taking melatonin, and all tube lights are turned on” you admit in a low voice. “ I don't get how you fall asleep that easy now. You had insomnia level 100 when you were little” he says in a wondering tone. You groan at him, wishing it were the complete opposite now.

"You know, I heard endorphins can keep you awake” he blurts out randomly. You turn your head towards him, with a small frown on your face. "Endorphins?” you ask. “Yeah, they keep some people awake”. Why did he sound so suspicious? “They're found in chocolate, laughing, listening to music...sex..”

You choked on air as you heard his last word. Sex? Now that's a fact. You haven't had sex in quite some time now...

Beomgyu looks at your bewildered face and scoffs. “What? It's true” he says. He thinks for a split second before he asks “Speaking of sex, when was your last time?” How did he sound so casual? "W-..why are you even asking?, i had two boyfriends in the past soo..” you randomly cut of, going into thought.

“Right, the first guy, who was it? Ah- Jaehoon! An asshole if you ask me” he sounded annoyed saying it even though it didn't look like it. You could tell. But why? “second..was Sunghyun? I didn't like him either” he says as he puts his fingers underneath his chin.

“Why the fuck are you going over my history of boyfriends? ” you ask. Also, he sounded weird talking about Sunghyun as well. He replies after a pause, “Which one actually made you cum?” you froze at his words. Does he actually know what he's saying? “Beomgyu!” you scream, “Why would you even ask?!”

“Oh, so none of them did?” he asks curiously. “Nevermind, ________ just tell me”. You think on his words, the only thing you never told Beomgyu was about your sex life. It's not like he asked anyway. "I-..I've had sex like twice...?” you mumble. He looked puzzled, “Don't tell you've only that two times of sex in only one relationship that lasted like, two and half years..? He got his answer, just because you didn't say anything.

He scoffs out laughing, “Did you cum at least?” he asks with a sigh. You pause for sometime.. was it really that embarrassing? “N-no”. You get back to your senses, getting angrier by the second. “But what does that have to do with me falling asleep?” you retort. “Absolutely nothing!”.

He has that shit-eating grin on his face. God, you just want to wipe it off with a kiss. Wait. What were you thinking? No.

“I'm just saying you know, it works like this, you overwork and start falling asleep too easy then I tell you that sex produces endorphins and they help you stay awake, anddd, he adds, dragging the d sound, you haven't had proper sex”

You roll your eyes at his explanation like it didn't mean anything. It doesn't. ”You're acting like I could go get dick just because I keep falling asleep” you reply back. “It's not like I have a boyfriend now, Gyu” you add on.

“But I'm right here”. He says ever so slowly. You're taken aback, frozen still in your place. “What the fuck are you even saying?” you say, almost whispering. His face and tone remain nonchalant, contradictory to yours. “You say you have no boyfriends, right?, and I'm probably the only guy you talk to”

Should you say yes? It's once and he'll probably never ask again. And he's kind of cute. You'd date him. But you would never tell him this. No, but you did get braver at the moment.

“Is this your excuse at asking if you could fuck me?” you ask calming yourself down with a laugh laced in your voice. He seems to take your presence in for a moment. “Did it work?” he asks with a sly smirk.

“If you want it to” you say quickly before you could do anymore pausing. His grin grows bigger; he slides the laptop off your lap and places it on the transparent coffee table with a soft thud. Connecting his lips with yours, you moan into the kiss at the sudden feeling. His arms wrap around your waist as you sit straight up. “Strawberry?” he asks tasting your chapstick. You simply nod, cupping his cheeks to resume the kiss. “Woah, looks who's actually eager here” he laughs.

He picks you up without breaking the kiss, having your legs on his both his sides. You break the kiss saying, “Not on the bed, I don't have new sheets ready” He chuckles at your prediction. “Who said it had to be on the bed?” He sits back down, with you still straddling his lap. His hands slip underneath your shirt, cold hands caressing your warm body. “I didn't expect you to agree so easily” he asks continuing to kiss your neck. “W-...well you did something about those endorphins...” you whisper. He laughs at you, quite obvious he hadn't bought it.

You sit up straight on his lap for a second, thinking. “But won't we make a mess on the couch?” you ask expendentaly. “If you let me go inside..?” he asks with a smirk. You slap his chest multiple times, his idea has some structural value to not making a mess but won't it.... leak out? God, no you should never think dirty. At least you won't have to change the bed sheets.

He claims your lips again in passionate kiss, hands going down to remove your sweatpants. Your left in a crop top and panties. What a sight. He breaks the kiss to lay you down on the couch. “I'll make you cum, astonishing you never have after you had sex twice” he says dramatically. You roll your eyes at him, to which he scoffed at in a high pitched voice. “Just wait, I'll make you roll your eyes for a valid reason” he says before undoing his belt and discarding his jeans and boxers.

You tried to look away. He had a pretty dick. But will it even fit? “Don't look away at the man who's going to fuck you now” he says playfully, hovering above you. You stare at him for a couple seconds, taking in his features. He moves your panties to the side, taking a look at your glistening pussy. “Need to prep you, angel” he says. Taking his fingers closer, he slips in a finger, extremely tight unsurprisingly. “You groan at the sudden feeling, he adds another finger stretching your walls out, you feel pleasure slowly forming from the slight pain. He continue s to stretch you out, with you letting out loud moans form time to time. He retrieves his fingers back just when you're legs shook. You look at him confused.

“I'm only having you cum on my cock” he says before slipping his hands underneath your shirt and removing your bra. He starts to play with your hardened nipples with slick covered fingers, to which you would scold him for, but it felt too good.

He pulls his hands back, spreading your legs open and removing your panties whole. “Ready princess?” he asks softly to which you nod slowly. He enters you with ease,, still going slowly. You feel so so full. He groans out loud, he mutters a 'so tight' before slowly thrusting in and out. “Mmnh–ngh fuck–” you moan out, the pads of his fingers rubbing your clit, making your roll your eyes back. His pace gets faster, so as his grunts and your moans. “Shit–pretty–you feel s-so good” he grunts. The sound of skin slapping against skin takes over your senses, raw pleasure filling you. “Don't stop! nngh– so s-so good!”

The wet and lewd sounds of his dick going in and out get louder, as he slowed down, dick starting to twitch slightly inside of you. You felt a firework inside your stomach, like a coil so desperate to burst. You think you're about to cum. “G-gyu, think I'm gonna cum fuck—!” you moan. “Yeah? cum for me princess, g-good girl aren't you? cream all over my cock-!” You feel his cockhead slowly hitbyour cervix with each slow thrust as you feel the coil in your stomach collapse, coming all over his cock.

He came after you, filling you up, and it leaked out onto the couch. “That was great” he blurts out tired. You slowly recover form your orgasm, getting back to your senses. “Is this going to be a one time thing or—” You're cut off with a kiss, him saying “Absolutely not. I'm keeping you angel” you simply smile at him.

“But gyu didn't you tell sex kind of helps you stay awake, I really don't think that's for me..?” He takes in your words, “It is for some people...” he says before his eyes light up with a grin plastered on hif face. “So round two?”

#txt smut #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #tomorrow by together #txt beomgyu #beomgyu #beomgyu hard hours #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu hard thoughts #beomgyu smut #beomgyu drabbles #beomgyu imagines #choi beomgyu #choi beomgyu smut #beomgyu fluff #txt imagines #txt fic #txt fanfiction #txt ff #txt fanfic #beomgyu fanfic #beomgyu ff #beomgyu fic #txt x reader #txt x you #txt x y/n #beomgyu x y/n #txt x oc #beomgyu x you

[keeganbrainmush]

" Can't Sleep. " ; Simon " Ghost " Riley x Male reader

♡Request: " Reader just can’t seem to fall asleep but ghost helps by tiring him out. " ♡Contains: Penetration, Sleepy sex, Top reader, riding, power bottom Simon, established relationship, marking, whimpering men, Tease Simon. ♡Pure smut drabble with a pinch of fluff.

navigation.

You stared up at the ceiling of your room, eyes blank as you glanced at the clock. 2:26 am. Fuck. You had to get up at eight for work and you haven't had a blink of sleep. Turning over to face your husbands back, huddling closer to him to press your forehead against his nape and basked in his warmth as he wasn't wearing a shirt.

" Can't sleep? " A husky voice mumbled, you looked over Simons shoulder and saw him with open eyes. His eyes were locked forward and his eyebrows furrowed, the pretty scar over his left eyebrow creased. " Yeah, You can't sleep either? " You asked, propping yourself up on your elbows to look at his face better. " I was sleepin' amazing. But you kept huffing and puffing, turning and groaning. " Simon replied, turned onto his back to look at you dead-on.

You looked at him with a confused look, not realizing how much you actually were tossing and turning. " Oh. Sorry, Love. I'll quiet down. " You promised, leaning down to kiss him on the temple. " Actually, I got a way to get you to sleep. " Simon told you, looking at you with a glint in his eyes. Having an idea in your mind, but not wanting to be pushy about it if it wasn't what you were thinking of, you raised your eyebrow at him slightly in curiosity.

" What? You buy me some surprise melatonin? " You asked, tracing an finger over his arm veins. " No, But I think you'll like it much more than some gummies. " He told you, lifting his body enough to throw a leg over you and straddle your lap. You gulped nervously and looked up at Simon, his pupils were dilated to the point where his iris' were barely visible.

" Can I? " Simon asked, looking down at you softly, his hands on the waistbands of your boxers. " Fuck- Yes, please. " You mumbled, biting back a small whimper as you felt the cloth of your underwear brush against your half hard cock. Simon stroked it as he sat back on your thighs, a small wet spot forming on his own boxers. " Wait, Si. Stretch yourself out first. " You told him, a worried look flooding your gaze.

" Stretched myself out already, don't worry about me. " Simon mumbled, rubbing the precum gathering at your tip as lube all along your cock. He finally lifted his hips over you, adjusting your dick to his hole, pressing himself down inch by inch. A quiet nearly inaudible moan left Simons lifts as he finally sat against your pelvis, bottoming out as he panted.

You placed your hands onto his hips, staring at where your cock disappeared into him needily. Simon felt how you twitched inside of him everytime you watched how he ground his hips into you. " What, you like how it looks when I fuck myself on you? " He asked, moving his hips up and you dug your fingers into his hip muscles at your words.

Simon suddenly started bouncing quicker, breathy moans escaping from his mouth. You whimpered as you felt Simon suddenly tighten around you. " Shit, don't do that. " You told him, wincing as he did it again. " Or what? You'll cum? What makes you think I don't want you to do just that? " Simon responded, his voice husky with sleepiness as he looked down at you with eyes filled with fake sympathy.

You let out shaky breathes as you started fucking into him as he bounced on you, trying to match his pace as your brain went fuzzy with pleasure. One particular thrust up while Simon was coming down made him scream out, tears beginning to prick at his eyes. You groaned as he began getting tighter, but not in a way to tease you. He was close, and so were you.

You started chasing your own high, your pupils dilated as you shuddered everytime Simon slammed down onto you. Desperate for your own release, but refusing to cum before him, you grabbed onto Simons cock. He let out a small gasp, his back arched towards you as he threw his head back as he felt you jerking him off as you used the precum dripping out of him as slick.

" Close- 'm close. " Simon panted, his thighs shaking as his movements started getting sloppy. " With me, cum with me. " You demanded, fucking up into him. He nodded hazily, eyes half-lidded. Simon practically screamed out as he finally felt his orgasm, convulsing on your cock as he fucked himself through his orgasm. You whimpered as you felt the now much tighter Simon fucking himself harder onto you, you leaned forward to bit onto his abdomen as you came, muffling your moans in his skin as warm liquid filled Simon.

You stayed there in that position for a moment, trying to recollect your thoughts as sleep pulled at your brain. Simon cupped your face in his hands and made you look up at him. " Hey, unless you're gonna wake up early enough to shower before leaving get cleaned up now. " He ordered, a thin coat of sweat covering his face. " Yes, Sir. " You mumbled, a playful tone in your voice as he lifted himself off of you and felt your cum seeping out of him.

#ghost simon riley #simon riley x reader #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x male reader #ghost x reader #simon riley #cod modern warfare #cod x male reader #call of duty x male reader #cod mw2 #male reader #mw2 #call of duty x reader #call of duty #x male!reader #power bottom #keeganbrainmush

[nochukoo97]

boyfriend drabbles (pt.16)

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: the one where you can’t sleep, but jungkook is there to soothe you

word count: 500+

boyfriend drabbles masterlist!

You’re tossing and turning beside Jungkook restlessly, your boyfriend fast asleep, soft snores coming from his mouth.

It’s 4am in the morning and you’ve taken every sort of substance possible to make you fall asleep, from a warm glass of milk to melatonin, somehow your body is wide awake.

You don’t dare to wake Jungkook up, he was clearly exhausted from a long day of rehearsals, boxing lessons, and his two hour long live with army at the end of the day.

But you’re so desperate to fall asleep, even though you had no schedule planned for tomorrow, it was exhausting having to lay in bed for almost four hours already and not yet being asleep.

“Sorry Bam,” You step over the dog’s sleeping body, envying how even the animal can sleep so well while you’re the only one wide awake.

You decide to try out the last idea you had, playing sleep music.

As you reach over to your laptop at the far end of the desk, you accidentally knock over Jungkook’s mini speaker on the edge of the table.

BAAM.

Oh, shit.

The dog that was once sleeping peacefully on the floor jerks awake, standing up immediately and searching for the loud sound.

“Bam, it’s okay, shhh,” You try to calm the startled dog.

“Jagi-ah?” There's a hoarse, low voice coming from your bed, it’s Jungkook, who’s now wide awake.

“It’s okay, I just dropped something, go back to sleep,” You wave off his concern, but your boyfriend has other plans.

“Are you hurt?” Jungkook walks to you, hair messy as he grabs your hands, inspecting them.

“No baby, it’s okay,” You chuckle at his concern, finding it cute that he immediately checked up on you.

“Why are you awake anyways, I was all alone in the bed,”

Jungkook whines, wrapping his arms around your figure as he sniffs the top of your head, a habit he often had when hugging you.

“Couldn’t sleep,” You mumble against his chest, Jungkook pulls away from you and stares at you with a frown on his face.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Didn’t want to wake you up, you had a long day,” You cup his cheeks, smiling fondly at your boyfriend.

“It’s fine if you wake me up, you know that,” Jungkook scolds you, “I’ll end up sleeping with you again anyways,”

“Okay sorry sorry, let’s go to bed now then,” You roll your eyes at his nagging tone

Jungkook suddenly picks you up, tossing you on the bed as you let out a squeal.

“Yah! You can’t do things like that! I got a shock!” You whine, but soon your boyfriend is hovering above you, peppering you with kisses as you giggle under him.

“Oof,” Jungkook’s muscular and heavy body plops on top of you as you groan.

“How are we suppose to sleep like this,” You’re whining under him as he laughs, finally getting off you.

“Come here and cuddle me,” Jungkook pulls your figure to snuggle against his chest, you sigh in content.

“Love you Jagi,” Jungkook whispers against your head as his hands rub your back, soothing you to sleep.

“Love you too,” You mumble out, falling fast asleep in his arms.

#jungkook fluff #jungkook #jungkook au #jungkook ff #jungkook smut #jungkook x oc #jungkook x reader #bts #bts ff #bts fic #jungkook fanfic #jungkook imagines #boyfriend jungkook

[kaciidubs]

Insomniac's Cure

✧. ┊ drabble format written by sleepy kacii, about Chan and a bedtime routine, unedited

Four things, each in quick succession; a hot shower, cocoa butter lotion, lavender sleep spray, and Vick's vaporub.

These were the tools you used to not only knock yourself out after a strenuous day, but to lure your night owl, workaholic boyfriend into one of the deepest sleeps he's ever had.

This was usually your trick to use when you knew your overactive mind wouldn't let you rest - and Chris being, well, Chris, he was more than acquainted with not being able to quiet his brain to sleep properly.

"Bedtime, baby?" You hummed tiredly, leaning against the doorframe of your spare room turned makeshift studio.

He perked up just a bit, turning in his chair to look at you with soft, sleepy eyes, "Leave the shower running?"

So, you did; leaving the steamy bathroom just in time for him to walk in - though, not without giving your ass a cheeky squeeze over your towel.

By the time you were done lathering yourself in the smooth cocoa butter, he emerged from the ensuite with a towel wrapped low around his hips; black hair tousled in fluffy curls, undoubtedly as a result of using one of your many hair towels to dry it.

He took the chance to share in the lotion while you slipped into a pair of pajamas - simply consisting of one of his t-shirts and a pair of panties, which was more than enough for the night ahead of you.

It didn't take long for him to pull on a simple pair of boxer briefs before taking both your towels back into the bathroom to dry.

In the meantime, you took to grabbing the small bottle of lavender infused melatonin sleep spray and sprayed a fair amount over the bed, even going so far as spritzing the air for a wider range.

With the preparations settled, it was time for the main event.

Teeth brushed? Check. Fan on? Check. Loving boyfriend waiting in bed for you to be in his arms? Huge check.

"You're so used to this, arent you?" You laughed lightly as you unscrewed the cap of the vaporub, taking a small scoop onto your finger.

Chris hummed, lifting his chin slightly, "It's my favorite routine with you, what can I say?" When your finger met his chest to spread the vaporub, a low groan vibrated through him; his sinuses opening a bit more for him to smell the comforting lavender spray. "I don't know how I ever survived without this."

Rolling your eyes playfully, you took another scoop to spread along your own chest before closing the container and putting it back on the dresser, "Don't tell me I've spoiled you, Channie."

"I won't if you hurry up and come to bed."

This time a short laugh escaped you, yet you heeded his words and climbed your way into the bed and into his arms; turning off the warm light of the LEDs before settling into the little spoon role.

Chris's arm slid around your waist as he slotted himself against your back, a deep, peaceful sigh falling from his lips. "Yeah... This is the good stuff."

"I know, right?" You yawned softly, already feeling the effects of your routine take hold. "It's... Probably the best thing I've learned..."

He simply hummed behind you, and you could tell he was already halfway into dreamland from his slow breathing against your back.

"Goodnight, baby."

Another hum, deeper and slightly delayed, but he responded in kind, "Goodnight, princess."

✧. ┊ truly though, this combo is unmatched, 10/10 would recommend

#skz fluff #stray kids fluff #bang chan fluff #bangchan fluff #bang chan x reader #bangchan x reader #✧. ┊ kacii drabble

[topguncortez]

Key: ☆ full fic, ♢ one shot, ⏃ drabble, ⏀series,  ♰ AU

ANGST

✧ Anxiety Attack ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake has been dealing with the aftermath of the Uranium Mission. warnings: anxiety, panic attacks, self violence (hitting and hair pulling), therapy in the military world is called 'Behavior Health'.

✧ Only for A Night ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | What was only supposed to be for a night, ends up being more than they asked for. warnings: unplanned pregnancy

✧ Does He know? ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Pilot | You and Jake celebrate the success of the Uranium Mission, however the result of it was unexpected. warnings: cheating, infidelity, pregnancy, cursing.

✧ Never Forgive You ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Your trust and love for Jake is not enough sometimes. warnings: cheating, angst, fighting, pregnancy, heartbreak

✧ Loveless Love ♢ Jake Seresin x Ex-Wife Simpson!Reader | Jake falls in love with someone who could never love him back. warnings: mentions of sex, cursing, heartbreak, mentions of infidelity.

✧ My Protector ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake is usually subtle in the way he protects you, but he's not afraid to step in when needed. warnings: men, unwanted flirting, unwanted touching, mentions of drink drugging, verbal argument, cursing.

✧ An Ugly Beast ☆ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Addiction is a beast. An ugly, horrible, unbeatable beast. But the beast can be tamed. . . if you work for it. Warnings: drug addiction, alcoholism, suicide by alcohol, talks of suicide, cursing, talks about drugs, mentions of overdosing, mentions of physical and verbal abuse

✧ The Final Sunset ♢ Jake Seresin x Wife!Reader | Jake takes you to feel the sun on your skin one last time. warnings: death, sadness, cancer, grief.

✧ Hold My Hand ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | You get a phone call that no child ever wants to get, and as the "rock" of the family, you aren't allowed to break.

SMUT

✧ Hot Shot ☆ Jake Seresin x Female!Pilot | You and Jake are both two of the cockiest pilots to walk the halls of TopGun, and someone needs to be put in their place. warnings: SMUT, PIV, dumbifcation, unprotected sex, hair pulling, spanking, public sex

✧ The way you shake ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Pilot | Rooster can't help but notice you are walking a bit funny, and there's a certain blond pilot to blame. warnings: smut, unprotected sex, dom/sub dynamic

✧ Squirt ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake is determined to make you feel things like you've never felt before. warnings: unprotected sex, daddy kink

✧ Daddy's dumb (smart) girl ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Sometimes work becomes too much and you need Jake to fuck every thought from your head. warnings: unprotected sex, choking, sex on the floor , name calling, teasing, tears, Jake is a condescending dom alright.

✧ In the Night ♢ Jake Seresin x Wife!Reader | Jake helps you live out one of your sexual fantasies. warnings: CNC, usage of sleeping pills (melatonin), talks of safe words, vaginal fingering, oral sex (F) receiving.

✧ Two at Once ♢ Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Female!Reader x Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw | “How do you feel about two at once?” warnings: smutty, slash pairing (Hangster), dom/sub dynamic, brat taming dynamic, teasing, allusions of sex

✧ Power Bottom ⏃ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake likes to be in control, even when he's on the bottom. Warnings: pegging, spanking, mentions of Rooster.

✧ The Preacher's Daughter ⏃ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake's got a thing for the preacher's daughter. warnings: oral (m receiving), corruption kink, unprotected sex

✧ Hangman is coming ⏃ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake hears you calling for "Hangman" in your sleep, but evil be gone, Hangman is cuming. warnings: CNC, Jake gets handsy while reader is sleeping, fingering

✧ Professor's help ⏃ Professor Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | After hours with your professor turns into more than just a study session. warnings: oral sex (m receiving), throat fucking, dumbification, age gap

✧ Beg for It ☆ Professor Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake makes you beg for him. warnings: teasing, dom/sub relationship, age gap, a lil p in the v moment, masturbation, voyeurism (slightly)

✧ Formal Wear ☆ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake gets his promotion and you want to celebrate him. warnings: allusions of sex, dirty talk, public sex

✧ Say No to This ☆ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | How do you say no to something that feels so good? warnings: piv, unprotected (wrap it before you tap it kids), cheating, cursing, sprinkle of Angst

✧ Just Friends ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake reminds you that what the two of you do is more than what friends do. warnings: smutty, suggestive language, public sex, oral sex (f receiving), Jake can't do feelings

✧ You're Mine ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake tends to get a jealous when you show off what belongs to him. warnings: possessiveness, suggestive, a bit of Floydshaw (blink and you miss it), cursing, jealousy

✧ The Fundamental Right ♢ Jake Seresin x Bob Floyd | Bob isn't sure what they are doing, but he's pretty sure him and Jake are dating. warnings: jacking off, unprotected sex, mentions of anal sex.

✧ Bite Me, Seresin ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake didn't want a roommate, but he got one, and now he can't get rid of her. warnings: fwb, someone has feeling, mentions of raw sex, mentions of oral, cursing, masturbation, nudity

✧ Same Ol Situation ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | You and Jake find yourselves in the same situation. . . however, someone might be developing feelings. warnings: smut, piv, unprotected sex, oral sex (f receiving), mentions of pegging, fwb, cursing

✧ Take It ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake can usually handle a bit of teasing, but as long as he gets what he wants out of it. Inspired by the scene where Hangman says his infamous "stop" line. warnings: teasing, age gap, oral sex (m receiving), public sex, head pushing, dirty talk, a dash of brat tamer jake, name calling, spit swapping, hair pulling, cursing, tears.

FLUFF

✧ Spin the Bottle ☆ Jake Seresin x Female!Pilot | how can one game of spin the bottle lead to a confession of feelings?

✧ Tug ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | It takes every ounce of will in Jake's body to get out of bed in the mornings

✧ Forehead Kisses ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake helps you when the pain gets to be too much. warnings: chronic pain, arthritis, mentions of needle injections

✧ I Love You ♢ Jake Seresin x Bob Floyd | Bob loves Jake more than he would ever be able to realize. But sometimes those words are said too late. warnings: slight mention of religious trauma, slight mention of homophobia

✧ Speak Now ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake gets a wedding invite from the girl he's still in love with. Based off of Speak Now (TV) by Taylor Swift. warnings: cursing, break-ups, runaway bride, miscommunication

✧ Untitled ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | Jake steps up in the place of your son's father, but you never had to ask him to.

✧ Weird Smiles ♢ Jake Seresin x Female!Pilot | You get braces at an older age, and Jake tries his best to make you smile.

EXTRAS

✧ Floydsin as Dads - HC Jake Seresin x Bob Floyd | warnings: pregnancy, mentions of needles, mentions of vomiting, mentions of failed adoptions, labor.

✧ Postpartum Depression - HC

✧ Christmas Moodboard

✧ Professor Seresin ⏀♰ Jake Seresin x Female!Reader | An asshole professor meets a girl who turns his world on its side. warnings: age gap (reader is 21, Jake is 35), cheating, mentions of parental death, mentions of fire, blackmail, detailed smut, power imbalance, slow burn

✧ Bad Medicine ⏀♰ Jake Seresin x Female!OC (Athena) | A wealthy Italian mobster sets up his daughter to marry the head of one of the last remaining mafias in California. The union was supposed to create and heal the damage between two families, but all it does is cause more harm than good. WARNINGS: drugs, guns, stripping, violence, abuse, fighting, prostitution, blood, alcohol usage, mentions of sexual assault, torture, character death, death, cops, stalking.

✧ What to Expect⏀ Jake Seresin x Kazanksy!Female | "Exes can have a baby, right?", a story in which Jake finds himself having a baby with the one person who can't even stand the sight of him. Slow burn, exes to lovers. warnings: pregnancy, vomiting, cursing, eventual smut, mentions of infidelity, fighting,

✧ Opposites Attract ⏀ Jake Seresin x Shy!Wifey | No one could quite explain it, it didn’t quite make sense, how the most arrogant, cockily annoying pilot managed to find some who was the complete opposite of him. But you know what they say, Opposites Attract.

✧ Court of Thieves ⏀♰ Jake Seresin x Female!OC | From a young age you knew that you would have a duty to fulfill, but you never imagined yourself to be betrothed to the Crown Prince of Brinefell. As the war rages around the precious city, is your devotion and love to the crown enough to keep you alive. warnings: arranged marriage, dark-romance themes, smut, cursing, death, war, blood, pregnancy.

#g's masterlists

[d6volution]

m.list. 🎪

minors dni.

Jax/Reader.

melatonin. | nsfw

egress. | nsfw

nascent. | nsfw

just the tip scenarios. | nsfw

mutually beneficial. | nsfw

Caine/Reader.

ringmaster pt.2 | nsfw

ringmaster pt.1 | nsfw

just the tip scenarios. | nsfw

hybrid. | nsfw

Drabbles.

jealous jax. | nsfw themes

possessive!caine | sfw

riding jax. | nsfw

caine/affectionate!reader | sfw/nsfw

sadistic!jax

Kinger/Reader

just the tip scenarios. | nsfw

[hannyoontify]

jihoon and the comfort of his studio

not a fic! i'm currently experiencing a minor writer's block (hence the lack of posts and activity on my acc the past couple days 🥲) i got this idea but i am physically incapable of putting this into readable, story-like words so here's js.. a ramble 😭 maybe once i'll get unstuck i'll turn this into a drabble tee hee

so let's say you're a light sleeper. like from a young age, you struggled to fall and stay asleep, even in your own bed, so imagine how hard it is for you to fall asleep in unfamiliar settings.

except, you can fall asleep in jihoon's studio js like that.

when you and jihoon first started dating, you told him abt your struggles with falling asleep and staying asleep for long periods of time, which jihoon could relate to bc he was also a light sleeper himself. so the first time he brings you into his studio (which by the way, he doesn't show js anyone) you notice that there's a sofa OVERFLOWING with pillows and blankets. you ask him about and he's js like 'i sleep here sometimes when i'm working overnight' and js casuallyyy mentions that you're always welcome to crash in his studio if you ever have trouble falling asleep.

(when you ask vernon and hoshi a couple months later, you find out that he replaced his dingy, almost 10 year old couch with the newest, most expensive model on the market only a couple weeks after dating you, and he bought a whole bunch of pillows and blankets and made sure to put them through the laundry TWICE. AND he also restocked up on refreshments in his mini fridge except they weren't filled to the brim with energy drinks and caffeinated sugar water, as vernon liked to call them. rather, it was filled with water, almonds, walnuts, chilled chamomile tea as well as chamomile tea packets and and melatonin gummies. apparently, he also learned from minghao different meditation techniques to help a person (you supposedly) fall asleep)

so you become a regular at jihoon's studio now bc of COMFORTABLE IT IS. like you can fall asleep to the clicky clacky noises of his keyboard and his soft humming. he would check up on you every hour or so js to make sure you're doing okay and HIS SOFT SMILE UGHGHHGHG SOMEONE GET ME A JIHOON RN

like this is js jihoon's way of taking care of you. silent actions that might go unnoticed to some people. he cares for you sm like he js wants you to get some rest :((

a/n : i wrote this last night and then fell asleep like right afterwards LMAOA oops 🫢 anyway this was super messy and i’m not very satisfied with the result (same goes for everything i’m working on rn 🥲) but hope you guys enjoyed!!

#hannyoontify.drabbles #seventeen #svt #svt imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen blurbs #woozi #jihoon #svt x reader #svt fanfic #seventeen au #svt fluff #fluff #woozi fluff

[ihavemanyhusbands]

Andddd another because I’m greedy for your smutty drabbles hehe but orchid with will because I just love when he shows his dark side hehe😈 like seriously tho season 2a to 2b transition vibes yes pls!!!!

OOOOOOHHHHH oh my god yEAH!!! ETA: also im so sorry i misread this bc i was mid melatonin delirium 😭😭 i wrote hannibal but i will make it up to you!!!!

Orchid: An innocent moment devolving into something that’s not.

———

All you’d wanted to do was swing by his office for a quick visit. Just that, no hidden intentions at all. You’d been missing him through the long hours he’d been gone for work, and you couldn’t help yourself.

When you’d arrived, he still had some paperwork to finish, but suddenly it didn’t seem as important. He always enjoyed your company, but it made it harder for him to concentrate. He watched you wandering around his office in that curious, absent-minded way of yours, searching for all the traces of him.

Seeing you so open and unguarded, so utterly comfortable in his presence, he was overcome with the need for…. Something. To grab, to envelop, to conquer.

And how to channel this sudden urge?

For starters, he stood up. The sudden motion caught your attention and you looked at him, tilting your head slightly in curiosity.

He said nothing, pretending to look over some things, slowly getting closer to you. You took a small step back, nothing more than an instinctual gesture, but it spurred him on.

He smiled and somehow, you knew you were in trouble.

Then he darted forward, and you leapt away, engaging him in a small game of cat and mouse.

You giggled, nervous, elated, nearly breathless. Looping around the furniture, circling each other.

“Hannibal!” You squeaked as he finally cornered you against the ladder that led to the upper floor.

Your heart was close to leaping out of your chest. But still your eyes, wide and docile and inviting, were trained on his. His grin sharpened and there was a keenness in his gaze that made you suppress a shudder.

Of course, he did not miss the way your thighs pressed together.

“What’s come over you?” You asked softly, as if you didn’t already know.

He reached out, his gaze following the path his inquisitive finger trailed down your front; Testing the buttons of your blouse. He was on the brink of tearing it off, you could tell, but he was holding back to continue building anticipation.

“Nothing, my love,” he said casually, finger trailing back up until it reached your chin, tilting your face up. “I just wanted to show you how much I’ve been craving you, too. Will you let me have a taste?”

You shuddered then, clinging to his arms, nails digging into his biceps. Your voice a shaky plea.“Tear me apart.”

———

#phew i got rlly into this one #flower prompts #hannibal lecter x reader #hannibal fanfiction #minors dni #Sloane <33 #im writing the other one in the morning i promise <3!

[kikiwritesfanfic]

And Here You Were~

A Sun and Moon x Reader (oneshot? series? drabble? I don't know yet)

AO3 Link

What would happen if the cheery and innocent daycare attendant at the Megaplex grew attached to one person in particular? Would it become overly protective? Neglectful of the daycare duties? Is the animatronic capable of jealousy? Love? Hate?

Well, you should know. You are the one they've got their eyes on, after all...

*****

We remember the first day you showed up. It was a Tuesday, and you were terrified. Your little denim overalls and rainbow-striped shirt were a sight we never tired of seeing - it made you fit in perfectly with the colorful theme of the daycare.

"She's got some anxiety, and she is not to be excluded from naptime for any reason. She gets cranky without her naps and will just cry and cry and nobody can calm her down and-"

"Yes, yes, okay, ma'am. Trust us, we're all more than qualified to handle your little superstar while you're away. Isn't that right Sun?" the human daycare attendant pined, trying to calm your anxious mother. She looked a mess with her hastily thrown on baggy clothes and dark circles under her eyes. Her hair was up in a lazy bun, tangled as all hell, and her lips were dry and cracked. She was going through something. We pieced together through little snippets of conversation from you later on that your parents were going through a divorce, and she was fighting for custody while still trying to keep up with her demanding job. She was a strong and independent woman, so having to bring you to childcare made her feel like a failure. But she wasn't.

"Yes, of course!" Sun replied cheerily. He bounded towards your mother with excited energy - enough that it  absolutely terrified you and sent you into a screaming flurry of tears. Sun's rays shrank back into his head slightly and he apologized immediately. The human daycare attendant rolled their eyes and grabbed you anyways, while your mother reached into her bag and pulled out a few different prescriptions. Sun mentally logged everything you were supposed to take - anxiety medication with your lunch if you were still not interacting, nausea medicine if you complained of a stomachache after eating, and doctor-ordered melatonin to help put you down for naptime if you weren't sleeping. 

Great, another helicopter mother, Moon said inside of Sun's head. They had done that for as long as they could remember. It was how the two communicated with each other when one of them had control and the other was stuck watching on from inside. But Sun ignored his brother this time, not wanting to miss a single thing your mom was saying. 

The human attendant nodded nonetheless at your mom, taking the labeled freezer bag with the orange bottles and placing it behind the front desk to be logged momentarily. "I promise, ma'am, we will look after your little superstar well, and she'll fit in just fine. Isn't that right, Y/N?" they asked you, who was finally calming down from your screaming fit. Now you were staring at Sun with wide eyes, fearful but curious. 

Over the next few months, you had grown to adore the daycare. Once you opened up, you got along well with all the other kids. Your personality began to shine through, and you seemed like the perfect child. You were a great problem solver, friends with everyone, and creative when it came to literally everything. The other children in the daycare always wanted to play with you, and you always made time for all of them. If there was an issue between your friends, you would help resolve it before Sun even had the chance to make it over to you. You never broke the rules, used your manners, and somehow encouraged every other kid to follow in your leadership.

But our favorite part about you was how you never seemed to treat the two of us as one in the same. We still remember the day you dragged most of the kids to the craft corner and encouraged everyone to draw cards for Moon. When asked why by your curious classmates, you would respond with "Because he never gets as many gifts as Sun, and I think that probably makes him sad."

You grew up with the daycare, and a year turned into two and then three. 

But one day - a Monday, we believe - your mother came to drop you off, and abruptly told the human on shift that it would be your last day. She looked disheveled and even more tired than usual. Her eyes were red - she had been crying. You weren't your usual self that day, either. You were whiny and reserved, hiding away in the quiet corner. You refused to play with anyone, making excuses each time one of the other children tried to get you involved. You even refused to eat, and wouldn't sleep at naptime.

It was during that last naptime that Moon had taken you away from the other kids to try to understand what was happening. Sitting in one of the castle towers next to the ball pit, he finally asked you the burning question on our mind.

"Starlight, what ever is the matter? Sun tells me you haven't eaten or played at all today," he said with a softness he seemed to reserve only for you. You were clinging to one of the half-moon pillows with so much force for your little body, it made Moon worried immediately. You only shook your head as tears formed in the corners of your eyes.

We never did find out why you weren't returning. 

The daycare wasn't the same after you had left. The children fought, naptime was difficult, and Moon seemed to fade from the little superstars' minds as if he was never important. But we pushed through nonetheless. We never forgot about you. We kept your drawings up on our wall in our room and would look at them any time we were feeling down. The sadness faded from a relentless pain to a dull ache after a year. And soon, we didn't really think about you much. Other kids came and went, and we just moved on.

Or so we thought we had. 

We were informed that some things were changing about the daycare, about Moon, and about the Megaplex in general. We were forced to go to Parts and Service daily for about a month, having new programs put into our coding. After the month (and many refusals to answer our questions), we were told Moon was to patrol the Megaplex at night. We were asked several test questions by Vanessa, the new head of security, to make sure the programs were working properly.

"Okay, and what do you do if there's a code blue?" she asked.

"Seek out any head personnel and get them to safety before dealing with the intruder or intruders," Moon responded, crossing his arms. "Now can you please tell me why we're doing this?" he asked for the hundredth time. And once again, Vanessa ignored him, writing something on her clipboard. 

"Okay, that's it, now follow me," she said, setting the clipboard down and leading Moon out of the P&S room. He did as he was told, not because he wanted to, but because that was part of the new programming. Unless going against direct protocol, the brothers were no longer allowed to do as they pleased. If given a direct order from security personnel, they were forced to follow it. 

Where do you think she's taking us? Sun asked his brother, unbeknownst to the blonde. Moon shrugged, blinking his new eyes rather rapidly as he struggled to get used to the several new overlays he now had. He could see where each of the glamrock animatronics were, Vanessa's (or anybody's) level of clearance, and even call his wire out in the rest of the megaplex now.

Vanessa led them up to the atrium and around a corner to another woman sitting nervously in one of the cushioned seats for families to take breaks on. She also wore a security guard outfit, but she didn't have the same clearance as Vanessa. In fact, she seemed to have very little clearance, Moon could see, due to the new overlay. Sun gasped loudly inside their shared mind, making Moon flinch. What?! the blue animatronic hissed back.

Sun didn't reply, and Moon made an irritated noise. Vanessa was talking to the other security guard, when she finally turned to him and smiled. "Apparently you two have met before," she said, gesturing towards you, who stood up but kept your eyes to the floor. Something tugged at the back of Moon's mind as Sun tried to bring up a memory file. But he didn't need to. You looked up and locked eyes with them, nervousness written all over your face.

For years the brothers daydreamed of seeing you again. For years they sat in their room and wondered what happened to you. For years they waited patiently, hoping that by some miracle, you would be brought back to them again.

And here you were.

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There's Nothing Warm Between Us:

Il Dottore (Zandik) x AFAB Reader

(SFW, Fluff)

(Silly little drabbles I thought up in my head of a Modern Girl in Tevyat situation. Don't ask me how they met just know (Reader) was a STEM girlie. Residental lunatic needed an assistant and now they have awkward moments together cause they're both emotionally stunted. That's it that's the premise)

An exhausted animal sits in her little office at the end of the day, the door closed and a blanket around her shoulders. A moments peace usually wasted away by scribbling at reports and schematics. Experiments are more fun, well if you don't mind the rotten work that follows with it. She doesn't, not anymore at least, the blood washes down the drain at the end of the day anyways. There could be better ways at spending time than writing. Sleeping perhaps? Gods what those eyebags under her eyes would give just to get some fucking sleep. The lack of melatonin in Teyvat is a downright blasphemy. Big pharma and American healthcare had its wonderful little perks. Now she works for a man of many faces who you should probably never accept drugs from. Maybe when her courage arises to ask one of the more...softer? Segments for anything akin to horse tranquilizer then maybe. Zeta or Epsilon would probably help she thought, but when one listens the others will no doubtedly start asking as well. Damn Dottore and his connected consciousness. Wait would he help? The assistant tilted her head at the thought before shaking it indignantly. He has enough problems, his segments making up about twenty-four and himself making seventy-five of them. She's not going to be the one that breaks it to a hundred. Forcing her eyes awake and doubling down on the reports in front of her, the clock striking at five when she walks out of her own office and places the papers in a 'Done' folder outside of Dottore's office. A measured knock follows on the door to signify it's delivery, better than bothering him to tell him they're done. A couple segments passing by and nodding at her in greeting, Beta excitedly telling of his latest experiment. Delta notices the exhausted look in her eyes drags him away quickly, a thankful smile given from the assistant in turn. She retires to her office again and props her feet on her desk and leans back in the chair. Despite the futon next to the desk she knows if she falls asleep there she's waking up at 3am feeling like shit. Just for a moment, nobody will probably bother her. She leaves the blanket on the futon and falls asleep, embraced by the cold chill and the arms of the office chair.

POV Change:

A knock sounds at the door, Zandik stands at your office, wanting to go over some of the results from your report earlier. Hoping you haven't gone back to your quarters, or he could always bother you, it's not like you have anything better to do. After no response he checks to make sure your door is locked, surprisingly not. Opening the door slightly he lets out a soft sigh at your appearance. Arms crossed over your chest and head leaning onto your shoulder. He walks into your office quietly and debates waking you up for a moment. Most of his segments have been noticing your decreased energy as of late, a loss of weight as well. He frowns at the idea that you remind him of himself sometimes, though you're not a monster like he is. You've been distancing yourself again, most notably after the 4th anniversary of you appearing in Tevyat.

Should he ask how you're doing?

You'll probably just say you're fine and go back to working. A fools approach to a deer ready to flee at anything unknown. He gently lifts your glasses off your face and sets them on the desk.

Should he move you?

Would you wake up?

He tests his thoughts and leans down to lift up your legs and slides his other arm around the middle of your back. After making sure you don't wake up he moves you onto the futon, startling slightly when you shift around and curl in on your body. The warmth of your body seeps past his gloves and makes him retract his grip from prolonging it's welcome. He eyes the blanket and decides against covering you up, it's much more believable that you wouldn't if you moved yourself. He turns your chair, looks at the scene, and quickly and quietly removes himself from your office. Turning down the thermostat in hopes you wake up cold enough to move back to your own quarters.

Hours Later:

You wake up cold on the futon, looking around confused as your vision was blurred. Looking up to see your glasses setting on your desk, and office chair turned. It wouldn't be the first time you've moved half asleep. As you stood up you put on your glasses, slowly blinking to adjust from waking up you noticed something.

The stack of reports you finished earlier sitting neatly stapled and papercliped. Lying on your desk.

#dottore #dottore x reader #dottore x you #dottore x fem!reader #dottore x y/n #Jesus im so tired writing this sorry if its bad #no editing we die like men #dottore is zandik #god i wanna write about his goofy little segments