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jaylaxies · 3 days

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HARD THOUGHT !

pairing: jake x fem!reader

cw: smut, daddy kink, manipulation, corruption kink, usage of nicknames.

warning: 18+ content, minors dni

a/n: hihi i got a lil carried away w this one! it’s inspired by these two asks here and here! :3 reposting this cause it got community labelled!

Jake is sweet, almost too sweet to be true and that’s why you trust him blindly with everything. The way he never hesitates to give you prolonged hugs, the way his eyes always provide you with comfort and his words sound like sweet melody to you, it’s a given fact that you won’t want anyone else to teach you how to kiss but your best friend Jake, you simply want to be good for your crush, Heeseung, and so you most certainly didn’t wish to be totally clueless when it comes to such things.

Jake was more than willing to help, “of course i'll help, we don’t want Heeseung to be unsatisfied now, do we?” He’d chuckle, hating the fact that you wanted to do it for another man, yet he had his own ways to keep you close to him, one being-providing you help for his own benefit. “But Jake, won’t it be wrong if I use you for this?” You’d ask, genuine concern plastered on your face and he finds it cute how you think it’s you who’s using him, when in reality, it’s quite the opposite.

“Oh, princess. You don’t have to worry about it, I just want to help you,” he’d smile, making you feel at ease as he starts proceeding with his plan, the first step—kissing.

He’d pat his lap, making your eyes go wide but you’d follow and sit on his lap, straddling him on the couch as his big hands would hold you in place and he’d ask you to kiss him, smiling when you lean in for a delicate peck, groaning when he bites your lip, eliciting a weak moan out of you.

“Jake—” you’d whimper, unknowingly pressing your clothed cunt on his hardening cock, feeling a newfound feeling erupt in your lower abdomen, even more so when he cups your cheek, tilting your face to get a better access to your lips, his plush ones serenading you like there’s no tomorrow, “that’s not what you should call me, princess,” he mutters.

Your eyes widen, looking up at him in question, “Heeseung would love it if you call him daddy,” he smirks, “say it, baby.” He’d urge you, throwing Heeseung’s name to strengthen his case. “D—daddy?” You’d whisper, allowing him to caress your swollen lips. “That’s right, princess. You’re such a good girl for me.” He makes sure to take his time kissing you dumb that night, to the point you lose your sleep, clutching your chest as the vivid images of Jake come back to your mind, you wanted more.

And each day, he taught you more, touching the expanse of your body, getting rid of your clothes turn by turn. The wetness returned each time you tried something new with him, your body felt as if it was on fire as he pushed you into your subspace in all the right ways.

“Daddy!” You moaned, gripping the bed sheet when he tasted your wetness for the first time, his warm breath made it tingle to the point you were shivering. “That’s it babygirl, just trust daddy, yeah?” He said against your folds, accent deeper than ever as he immersed himself in eating you out, giving you your very first orgasm.

You were dazed, wanting more and more. Then came the day you finally saw his cock, his eyes staring at you with such intensity as you could only look at his veiny, leaking cock with innocent and curious eyes.

He grunted when you held him, “you’re doing so well, princess. So good for daddy,” he lets out, holding the back of your head gently as you continued to do just as he directed, smiling once he fills your mouth as his thick cum spurts out on your tongue, making you want to gulp it down, “wanna be so good for daddy always.” You’d smile, forgetting about why you were doing this in the first place, Heeseung wasn’t the one you thought about these days, rather, it was your daddy Jake.

“Tell me what you want, princess?” He’d ask with a sweet smile, which almost looked like a smirk, “daddy,” you’d cry out, “want y—your cock in m—me, I can't wait anymore,” you’d tell him as he’d kiss your tears away, “daddy will give you everything you want, babygirl,” he’d pat your head lovingly despite being in such a compromising position, his tip rubbing on your entrance. He doesn’t rush, he loves seeing you squirm, blabbering out words which do not make sense just because you’re so enraptured by the man on top of you—your daddy who’s more than willing to provide you with everything you need.

He loves it, how fucked up his princess looks with her smudged lipstick and mascara running down her cheeks with her crystalline teardrops, which keep on flowing with the immense pleasure you receive. He loves that he’ll get to fuck you, that his cock will be the first to enter your prettiest cunt, which is his and his only. You were reliant upon him for pleasure, nothing else felt good without your daddy and when he finally gave you the taste of his cock buried deep in your pussy, it felt more pleasurable than it hurt.

“Daddy—” you whisper, eyes closing as you let him take over and kiss you, his hands all over your body, as if he had memorized you completely, touching the most sensitive spots as he thrusted even harder in your leaking pussy, your walls squeezing his cock to the point he couldn’t help but groan out, “so wet for daddy’s cock, yeah? You like it, baby? That’s my good fucking girl, all mine.” He’s right, you’re all his now and you won’t want it otherwise, making a creamy mess on his cock.

Your mind fuzzy with his thoughts through and through, ruining your innocence as he moulded your brain in such a way that you couldn’t help but yearn for him.

And just like that, Jake had successfully corrupted you to the point of no comeback.

#ria:thoughts #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #kpop smut #enha smut #jake smut #jake hard hours #jake x reader

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skunkox · 1 day

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"Until he gets tired of me."

That's was Darlin's answer anytime someone questioned their relationship with Sam. A pircing but deep pain would shoot through their chest every time they said it. But it was always said in a joking tone and a movement to distract the other person from their face.

No one needed to see how that thought may have hurt them. They knew what they were getting into from jump. Darlin' felt safe. Safer than they had felt in a long time. They found that safety in Sam and were grateful for it. Nothing is promised, and to have had Sam in their life at all was a blessing and a mercy.

As much as they hated the thought of Sam ever leaving them, Darlin' could never blame him. They'd fucked up so many times in their life. People had gotten hurt. They were reckless. In being so, caused Sam to strain himself to care and worry for them.

There were day they wished Sam would just pack up and go. To rid himself the headache of their presence. But whenever they woke, he was always right there, holding them close and tightly.

He'd never do that, though. It was obvious to anyone who actually bothered to see them together. The tenderness in his eyes. The gentleness of his touch. The vampire was beyond sprung for the wolf. He was happy. Like he was finally healing.

Sam wouldn't be going anywhere. Sam learned that about himself very quickly after the first couple of meetings. Darlin' knew as well. A part of their brain screamed to believe otherwise. They hadn't done anything to deserve his grace. His patience. His love. Love that was promised to them until the end of their time.

"Do you think Count Yee-Haw will stay?"

The question had been asked once again. This time, by a young boy named Carlos. He had gotten attached to Darlin' as a toddler and was one of the few pack members that was genuinely happy to see them back.

Count Yee-Haw was the nickname the the pack kids had given Sam. Only they could call him that, though. It was a name bestowed upon him after the collective decided to put his vamp strength to the test. The poor man was literally dog piled and left to hold and stumble around with a minimum of 8 kids hanging off his frame like ornaments. It was a title he was growing fond of.

"Probably. At least until he gets tired of me." Darlin gave the boy a half-hearted smile and pulled forward the hood of his jacket.

"I heard some of the adults talking. They said that he wouldn't stay when you get older." Carlos admitted, frown all too clear on his face. "It's stupid. He obviously loves you. And you're happy now. Isn't that enough?"

The words spoken came from a place of care. Carlos had missed his favorite rebel and defender of Asher's antics. Truth be told, he was worried Darlin' would become uneasy around the pack again and got MIA again. They were more stable with the southern vamp at their side.

Darlin' was about ready to hug the kid in an attempt to soothe his nerves. But a single thought ran through their head. Carlos was a sweet kid. But what he said was just a little nice? Too nice to come from a tween.

"Besides. I don't think you'll ever stop being weird. A d he already talks like an old ma-." Darlin' cut him short with a smack to the back of his head.

"If you think that, why even ask?"

"Because I know you hear them too. And I don't want you guys to go anywhere."

🦇🐺🦇🐺🦇🐺🦇🐺

If you read all that, I'm sorry.

Labeling this as part 1 cause I'm tired. Sorta been drained all week. Hoping to get actually rest this weekend and do a part 2. I have a habit of starting things and not finishing.

AO3 scares me, so small shit will remain here for the time being.

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted fic #redacted darlin #redacted tank #redacted sam #sam collins

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tomssexdoll · 2 days

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heyy!!

can you please write smut where its the wedding night of tom and reader after they got married?? like she wears sexy lingerie and shit??

hii ofc!

Can't help falling in love with you

PAIRINGS: Tom 2014 x Female reader

CONTENT: FLUFF + SMUT

SYPNOSIS: It's Tom and Y/NS wedding, finally after 12 years of being together and 4 years of engagement they had the wedding, one that they both dreamed of for years, but when they get back home, Y/N wears something naughty, intruging Toms dirty mind..

A/N: hi pookies

WARNINGS: dom!tom, sub!reader, eating out, fingering, p in v (missionary), teasing, sucking d

Me and Tom have been together for 12 years, engaged for 4 and just recently wed. There's never been a day where I wasn't happy with Tom, we had our fights yes but he always made it up to me at the end of the day, never missing a chance to cuddle with me at night.

We met when we were 13, it was like love at first sight, the moment we layed eyes on each other I knew we had something special, a type of chemistry I've never expierienced before. He worked up to the courage to start talking to me, we had mutual friends and we started ditching classes to be with each other, go on cute "friend" dates and then eventually he asked me out.

I'll never forget that day, he made me go around the school and collect roses from 30 people, by the time I got to him he had a huge sign and a megaphone, making the most beautiful speech I think i've ever heard, everyone around me smiling like idiots.

We never stopped going on dates, even when he was touring with the band, he'd always bring me with him and show me off to their fans. He was the best boyfriend, getting me roses every week, kissing and hugging me in public, despite how embarrassing it was.

I never stopped loving him, not even for a second, he was the love of my life and I didn't want anyone else, I didn't want anyone but him, to hold and to cherish him forever, I always dreamt of our wedding and now it was finally happening.

I was in my dressing room, my heart pounding in my chest as the time went by, each minute agonizing. "I'm so nervous, what if he doesn't think I look beautiful?" I whined, turning to my maid of honor. She rolled her eyes, "for the last time y/n, he's loved you for 12 years he isn't going to look at you any different, now cmon."

I wore a beautiful ball gown looking dress, the bodice fit my torso perfectly, hugging my curves and making my tits look amazing. The doors opened to the church, everyone turning their heads to look at me, I slowly walked down the aisle, when I was in eyes view for Tom his jaw dropped.

I smiled brightly, holding the beautiful bouqet of pink flowers in my hand. He turned away briefly and wiped his tears, I could hear him trying to contain himself, Bill rubbing his back softly and reassuring him.

As I got to him, I looked into his eyes, our love for each other very obvious to the others. "Do you, Tom Kaulitz, take Y/N L/N to be your wife?" the priest said, "I do," he smiled.

"And, do you Y/N LN, take Tom Kaulitz to be your husband?" I nodded "I do.." I said, my voice a little shaky, all the emotions coming to me all at once. "You may now kiss the bride," as soon as the priest said those words Tom grabbed my face and smashed his lips into mine, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close.

I smirked against his lips, pulling back, the crowed stood up and cheered. As we left the church everyone threw rice at us, all saying how happy they were for us.

I threw the bouqet behind me and celebrated with everyone, singing and dancing, playing games and drinking A LOT. By the end of the night, everyone was wasted, either dragged out or asleep on the floor. We walked hand in hand to our limo, driving back home, desperate to get our hands on each other.

We stumbled into the house, giggling and walking into the bedroom, "stay here baby.." I smirked, walking into my walk in robe, picking the sexiest pair of lingiere I bought just for our wedding, it was a white, lacey bustier, paired with some thigh high socks. I slipped it on quickly before heading to the door.

"Close your eyes and don't open till i say Tom!" I called out, "okay honey!" he yelled back, when I stepped out his hands were over his eyes, I tapped his shoulder, "you can look now," as he uncovered his eyes they widened, staring at my tits.

"Holy fuck.." his breath hitched, reaching out and grabbing my breast softly, "you like what you see?" I grinned, caressing his cheek, "like? baby..i love it.." he grabbed me by my waist, carrying me to the bed and plopping me down, standing at the foot of the bed and going in between my legs.

"Such a beautiful girl...my beautiful wife.." he mumbled, leaning down and kissing my neck softly, trailing down to my chest and slowly unclipping the lingiere off, revealing my hard nipples.

"Fuck.." he groaned, latching onto one of my nipples and sucking softly, "tom.." I whimpered, running my hair gently through his hair, tugging at it when he grazed his teeth over my sensitive bud.

His hands moved to my hips, holding them tightly as he trailed down from my tits to my stomach, "so sexy..so elegant," he murmered, complimenting me in any way he could, making me feel special like he always did.

"Tonight I want us to make each other feel good, explore each other in ways we haven't before," he smirked, looking up at me for my approval. I honestly liked the idea, personally pleasuring each other instead of a quick fuck and straight to bed.

He continued to trail kisses all the way to my lower stomach, peeling my panties off and gently pushing them aside, "spread your legs baby, I'm gonna make you feel so fucking good," he grunted, I complied and spread my legs as far as I could, my glistening pussy staring back at him, begging for attention.

"Jesus christ you're already so wet, and I haven't even touch your pussy yet," he chuckled, "well I can't help it, you know you turn me on" I smirked, he lowered his head and started to place soft kisses on my clit, "fuck!" I whined, already super sensitive.

"Sorry baby.." he grinned, swirling his tongue slowly on my clit, waves of pleasure coursing throughout my body, driving me crazy. "Tom.." I whimpered, "yes baby?" he continued to lap his tongue on my sensitive nub, "faster, please!" I begged, my legs slightly trembling.

He accept my request, flicking his tongue at a rapid pace, sliding 2 fingers in my cunt, stretching me out slowly, "mmm!" I moaned loudly, rolling my eyes back as the pleasure was hitting me like a truck.

When he ate my pussy, he was usually rough, fingering me until I squirted everywhere but this time he was gentle, making sure that I was fully satisfied, this night was very special to us, we had discussed it before and agreed to take it slow when the time came.

He was such a loving man, I knew for a fact he'd be an amazing father, I couldn't wait to have his kids, I wonder if we'd have twins like Tom and Bill.

"Fuck..so wet and tight for me.." he moaned softly, pounding his fingers into me, my hands reached down to his hair again and I tugged lightly, Tom enjoying the pain.

Tom's tongue flicked out, teasing me before diving deeper, lapping at my clit like a starved man. "Mmm...so good.." he mumbled, stuffing his face fully into my pussy, removing his fingers and dipping his tongue into my hole, savouring the taste.

"Shit!" I cried out, squirming slightly in his grip, trying my best to not lose control and cum everywhere, he sucked on my clit, using his finger to spred my folds apart and rub his tongue all over every into of my wet pussy.

"That's it honey, come for me," he smirked, feeling my legs shake as I came closer to my release. He kept licking and sucking at my clit, using his fingers again to fuck me deeper and harder as he pushed me over the edge.

I groaned and clenched around his fingers, my orgasm dangerously close, "gonna cum! fuckfuckfuck!" I cried out before spilling my juices all over him, he removed his digits and licked every drop of cum I gave him, wanting to taste every party of me as he drank down my juices. "You taste so fucking good.." he smirked, standing back up and licking his lips, climbing onto the bed and laying back onto it.

I smirked and crawled close to him, untying his belt and flinging it across the room, he helped me by taking his shirt and tie off as I dragged his pants down, his dark grey boxers left. I could see the imprint of his cock, desperate to be let free.

I tugged his boxers down, his cock springing out and slapping against his abdomen, precum leaking from the tip. He grinned, waiting for me to work my magic. I started to slowly pump my hand up and down his cock, "oh baby.." he whined, throwing his head back.

Tom hissed in pleasure as I picked up my pace, his cock throbbing hard and throbbing in my hand, "fuck," he groaned, letting his head fall back. He was already hard from eating me out, but it felt even better with my hand on his cock. He thrust his hips forward, letting out a low moan as he felt your fingers tighten aroundp him.

I leaned down and engulfed his cock with my mouth, "fuck yes.." he groaned, fisting his hands in my hair as I deep into my mouth. He let a low growl as he felt my tongue swirl around the head of his cock, tracing each fidge and vein as I worked him deeper.

"Such a good girl..sucking my cock so well.." he praised, guiding my head up and down his cock, "mm.." I moaned, his tip hitting the back of my throat. He rolled his eyes back, his grip on my hair tightening, my scalp stinging a little.

I continued to suck his cock, saliva building around my mouth as it got sloppier, squelching noises coming from his sopping cock, "ohhh baby, you're take my cock so well don't you" he grunted, slamming my head on his length, filling my mouth with every single inch.

I choked a little, holding onto his thighs desperatly as he started to take control, my jaw hurting. "So close!" he cried out, "fuckkk!", I smirked at the amount of pleasure he was experiencing, it looked like he was ascending into heaven.

I felt his cock throb in my mouth intensely, signalling his upcoming release, getting me ready for his cum. I started to suck harder and faster, wanting him to experience bliss when he came, his hips bucking slightly as he felt my tongue flick against the head of his cock, teasing his tip.

"Oh my fucking god!" he groaned loudly, shooting his load down my throat, "shit.." he collapsed onto the mattress, pulling his memeber out slowly. "Swallow.." he commanded, tapping my chin, I instantly obeyed and swallowed it, opening my mouth and sticking my tongue out, "good girl, come here," he panted, pulling me closer.

My pussy hovered over his aching cock, still in need for more attention. He flipped us over, now hovering over me, lust washing over his eyes as he grabbed my legs, slinging them over his shoulder.

"You ready?" he panted, still not recovered from his recent orgasm, desperate to feel my pussy around his cock. I nodded and he slowly pushed his cock inside me, quickly bottoming out and creating a rough pace.

"Fuck!" I cried out, holding onto him tightly, his cock pistoning inside me, leaving no mercy. "So fucking tight..so good for me.." he groaned, slamming his hips into mine, skin slapping loudly.

His tip instantly started to pound into my g spot, my back arching to meet his thrusts. "Oh baby..oh fuck.." I whimpered, burying my head into the crook of his neck, leaving small, sloppy kisses.

"You're so perfect, mine.." he mumbled, drunk off of my pussy, watching as his cock slid in and out, mesmerized by it. "Mmm!" I whined, throwing my head back. His cock pounded into me roughly, his thrusts only getting harder by the minute, a wave of euphoria washing over me.

"You like that? My big cock buried in your pussy, fucking you like the good girl you are?" he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up at him. I nodded eagearly, unable to produce any words, my throat blocked with moans "say it baby, say it to me!" he growled, tightening his grip on my jaw.

"I.." I moaned "I..I love your cock so much, feels so good in me!" I rolled my eyes back, my thighs trembling. "Good girl.." he praised, diving his head down and smashing his lips into mine, kissing me roughly, our lips interlocking into a rough embrace.

I felt tension build up in my tummy, my orgasm slowly building up, "cum for me again baby, need to feel that tight pussy clench around my cock," he moaned, pushing his lips back into mine, not stopping for anything.

He continued to slam his cock into me cruely, urgently needing me to cum all over his cock, the sensation addicting. "Holy fuck!" I yelped, my legs shaking as my orgasm crashed down, cumming on his cock, juices spilling everywhere.

As he felt my pussy clamp down on his needy cock, he spurted his seed into me, coating my walls. "Fuck.." he groaned, falling forward and resting on my bare chest. "That was amazing.." I giggled softly, running my hands through his hair, massaging his head softly, wanting him to relax.

"Mmm.." he mumbled, super fatigued from his 2 powerful orgasms. "So glad I married you, 'm so proud to be your husband..i'll love you forever.." he smiled softly, wrapping his arms around me tightly, resting his head on my chest, slowly drifting off to sleep.

"My sleepy boy.." I smirked, kissing the top of his head before drifting off to sleep myself.

@itsmealaiah @itsangelll @kaulitzsbabyy @ballhair @tomsonlyslut @charliesgoodboy @bkaulitzlover @ge-billsgf @miyukafujii @estxkios

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bakubunny · 1 day

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So, I dye my hair and cut my hair a lot. I think Bakugo would have a love hate relationship with the constant change, cause on one hand he’s happy your happy and confident but on the other hand he hates change and his baby looks different☹️ or changing your perfume? That’s on thing he won’t let happen

“Why do you smell like that?”

“Oh I got a new perfume I ran out of my old one!”

“Go buy the old one again. This doesn’t smell like you. I don’t like it”

And we’ve talked dying hair in the middle of the night and him just pulling a chair in or sitting on/in the bathtub watching you. But he won’t let you cut your hair at home, because the last thing he needs is you sobbing about how ugly it looks in the middle of the night. Cause personally I can dye my hair and do all that, can’t cut it. Refuse to.

Sorry this is so long, I’m sitting waiting for my group to be called to get ready to walk the stage<3

Please ignore any typos!!💕💕

hi maddie! one, congratulations!! you did the thing! :D two, don't worry, it's not too long at all. <3

i agree. katsuki hates the constant change. sometimes he'll ask if you're gonna stick with your current color for a while - one of the few indicators that he really likes it on you. he enjoys seeing you happy, truly, but he wants you to look the same. :(

i feel like he'd be the same about body wash, too, if you don't wear perfume. say you like to get a variety of scents from bath and bodyworks or something and use whatever you feel like using that day. he hates that, too. complains and says you only need one body wash in the shower, not two or three, then puts away the ones he likes the least. you'll stick to the same body wash for a while, he'll finally get used to it, and it runs out. now he's got to get used to a whole new smell and he's slightly pissy about it for at least a week. because you're his baby. he wants you to smell like you and nothing else.

also i feel like katsuki would let you consult him if you're undecided on a color. so he always picks what he wants to see on you whether he says it or not. eventually you catch on to his preferences and maybe call him out playfully. he just pouts. bahaha.

#he's precious #i love him so much #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki #on fridays we share with the class #x reader

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sansfangirl24 · 2 days

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How I think the Bakusquad would react to you pulling away from a kiss (part 1)

Warnings: none mostly just fluff and some cussing

(this is my first time doing one of these types of things so please be nice also sorry thats its short its hard to be creative)

(btw this image is not mine so credits to the original creator :D)

Katsuki Bakugo

This man would go crazy "What the H#LL do you think you're doing?" if you ever pulled away when he tried to kiss you, you wouldn't hear the end of it for at least a week even when he does forgive you before then he'll make little comments about it (cause we all know he holds grudges)

he'll proceed to go on a rant about how 'this is the dumbest s##t you've ever done' no matter your excuse whether it's valid or not you definitely won't be getting any affection for a good 30 minutes at the least. when he does decide to forgive you though (after a million begs and pleases) he'll pull away when you try to give him an apology kiss and as you sit there with an offended face, he'll just smirk and say: "yeah how's it feel dumb#ss?" you can't help but hate him and love him at the same time. oh and no doubt about it you'll get the most passionate rough kisses from him the entire week.

Eijiro Kirishima

He would be shocked at first but then it would slowly morph into sadness and as you quickly try to explain why you didn't give him a kiss, he'd already be ignoring you (not on purpose) and thinking in his head what on earth he did wrong and how he could make it up to you. the poor guy just wants you to be happy :(

after the incident (and you saying a million times how it was because you got distracted and that you weren't mad at him) he'd spend a good two weeks giving you random presents to make it up to you even though he didn't do anything wrong "baby? I got your favorite snacks while I was out" "hey baby-shark! I bought you a plushie!" this man will always try to make you happy whether he did something wrong or not and you better give him lots of kisses for his sake and your's.

Denki Kaminari

I think he'd gladly do skincare stuff with you if you were into that sorta thing, but he would also forget that stuff couldn't get into his mouth so when he tried to kiss your cheek when you had a face mask on and you pulled away from him.. he just rolled himself into a little ball on the floor and cried his eyes out. he would do an ugly cry too red eyes, snot and all.

you would immediately be surprised by this and ask him what's wrong and when he was able to finally speak, he'd look up at you and in the most dramatic voice say: "you don't love me anymore!" and thats how you would end up cuddling with him on the couch and stroking his hair and giving him little kisses while you both watched his favorite show (probably something having to do with cars) as a way to make up for not letting him kiss you. this how it ended every time he didn't get his way though so you were used to it and you didn't mind it

uggggggh- okay! that was part 1. hopefully it was okay it was kinda lazy and short but we're surviving. tell me what you guys thought and uh yeah

part 2 will be here when I feel like it

#mha #bakusquad #mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #mha kirishima #eijirou kirishima #mha denki #denki kaminari #bakugo x reader #kirishima x reader #denki x reader

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nevver · 2 years

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Korn, Uli Westphal (because)

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389 · 1 month

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PORTO ROCHA

#art #design #ice #cube #block #photography #porto rocha #u

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nanaluvbug · 1 year

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🧀🥪🌶️🥭 The Ravening War portraits 🧀🥪🌶️🥭

patreon * twitch * shop

[ID: a series of digitally illustrated portraits showing - top left to bottom right - Bishop Raphaniel Charlock (an old radish man with a big red head and large white eyebrows & a scraggly beard. he wears green and gold robes with symbols of the bulb and he smirks at the viewer) Karna Solara (a skinny young chili pepper woman with wavy green hair, freckled light green skin with red blooms on her cheeks. she wears a chili pepper hood lined with small pepper seeds and stares cagily ahead) Thane Delissandro Katzon (a muscular young beef man with bright pinkish skin with small skin variations to resemble pastrami and dark burgundy hair. he wears a bread headress with a swirl of rye covering his ears and he looks ahead, optimistic and determined) Queen Amangeaux Epicée du Peche (a bright mango woman with orange skin, big red hair adorned with a green laurel, and sparkling green/gold makeup. she wears large gold hoop earrings and a high leafy collar) and Colin Provolone (a scraggly cheese man with waxy yellow skin and dark slicked back hair and patchy dark facial hair. he wears a muted, ratty blue bandana around his neck and raises a scarred brow at the viewer with a smirk) End ID.)

#trw #the ravening war #dimension 20 #acoc #trw fanart #ttrpg #dnd #bishop raphaniel charlock #karna solara #thane delissandro katzon #queen amangeaux epicee du peche #colin provolone

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70sscifiart · 11 months

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One of my favorites by Paul Lehr, used as a 1971 cover to "Earth Abides," by George R. Stewart. It's also in my upcoming art book!

#sci-fi art

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layla-keating · 1 year

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#thistension

XO, KITTY — 1.09 “SNAFU”

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valley-tulya · 1 year

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(The Sims 4) Estrela Hair

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24 EA Colors

Hat Compatible

55403 polygons

Custom thumbnail

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The Way Of A Criminal: Chapter 4

Genre: Mafia!AU, Criminal!AU, Angst, Romance

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: Normal!Reader, Gangster!Namjoon, Gangster!Seokjin, Gangster!Yoongi, Gangster!Hoseok, Gangster!Jimin, Gangster!Taehyung, Gangster!Jungkook

Summary: Your father was a stranger, you never knew who he was and what he did. But one day, someone knocks on your door, informing you of his passing. Now, you learn more about him, his life and the legacy you are expected to continue with the help of his 7 executives.

Story warning(s): This story will contain depictions of violence, blood shed/gore, death, mentions of abuse, smoking, alcohol drinking and gambling. This story is fictional and has nothing to do with real life events or the actual members of BTS. Please read at your own discretion.

Instead of dealing with all this head on, you avoided it. You put everything aside and went on with life, spending all your time doing work, studying and doing your university projects.

Wonwoo noticed this and decided to invite you for a night out. Just a chill night with some drinks. Usually, you would decline, which is why Wonwoo has never invited you out. But you could use the distraction. Maybe being out of the house was good.

DING DONG

“Coming!” You ran down, fixing your earring. You didn’t really know how to dress for a night out like this so you picked a random dress. It was a dark blue, crushed velvet cocktail dress.

“Come on in.” You opened the door for him. Wonwoo smiled, bowing before removing his shoes to come in.

“This dress isn’t really motorcycle friendly, is it?” You let out an awkward laugh, going into the kitchen to get your phone that you left there to charge.

“I didn’t ride my bike since we might drink. I’ll call a cab.” Wonwoo said. He just stood in the doorway, unsure of what to do since it was the first time he was in your house.

“(y/n)?” Wonwoo suddenly called your name, stopping you in your tracks.

“You look great.” He smiled softly.

“Oh... Thank you.” You felt your cheeks heat up at his sudden compliment. He held out a hand to support you as you wore your shoes. After locking up the house, he escorted you to the cab that was waiting for you. And of course, Wonwoo opened the door for you to get in first, being the gentleman that he is. The car ride was silent.

“C-Can I ask you something?” Wonwoo threaded lightly. You hummed, nodding your head.

“I know you like your privacy and I shouldn’t pry but there were this rumours and pictures floating around about some expensive sports car and handsome guy picking you up. Is he one of them?” He asked nervously.

“If by ‘one of them’, you mean my father’s... employees. Yes, he is... or was. There are 7 of them.” You rubbed the back of your neck.

“Are they bothering you?”

“Can we not talk about this anymore? I just don’t want to have to think about it for a few minutes.” That came out a lot harsher and colder than you expected. But Wonwoo didn’t react.

“Sorry. I’m...” You sighed, not really knowing how to piece your words together anymore.

“I understand. Don’t worry about it. I didn’t mean to pry.” Wonwoo smiled comfortingly. Thankfully for you, the cab stopped outside the club. You looked at the long line outside that didn’t seem to be moving,

“Don’t look so worried. My friend put our name on the list so we can just walk in.” Wonwoo laughed. You both got out and he grasped your hand, giving your names to the bouncer. You were so stunned by his action that you just followed him without a word, letting him lead you.

“There’s a table there.” Wonwoo said in your ear on top of the loud music. You were still shocked that he was holding your hand that you just followed him.

“Phew, it’s crowded.” You said, casually pulling your hand away to check if you dropped anything from your bag.

“Yeah, that’s what you get for being here on a Friday night.” He chuckled. You stood at the table while Wonwoo went to get drinks at the bar. The standing table was thankfully at the side of the bar, which meant less people.

“Relax, you’re here to have fun.” You told yourself.

“Here.” Wonwoo got himself a beer and got you a cocktail. It was a nice refreshing drink with flavoured soju as the alcohol.

“Let me know how much everything is tonight and we’ll split the cost.” You told him as you took a sip.

“It’s okay, (y/n). It’s my treat, just enjoy yourself.” Wonwoo smiled. He clinked his glass with yours. Although this wasn’t your exact idea of relaxing, you were glad that the noise and the crowd made the place too loud that you didn’t need to start sharing your feelings. Wonwoo was a good friend but you just weren’t used to sharing so much about yourself with others.

After some drinks, you excused yourself to go to the toilet. But of course, there was a line. About 15 minutes went by without the line moving. You were about to give up when someone grabbed your wrist.

“(y/n) sshi?” You looked at the familiar face.

“Oh... Uh...”

“Yoongi.” He said, letting you go. You nodded your head. Other people in the line now had their attention on you and Yoongi.

“Come.” He nodded over to follow him. You didn’t know why you just went along, not even asking why he wanted you to go with him. You came before a staircase with two guards. But they parted ways upon seeing Yoongi.

“Sir.” They bowed respectfully as Yoongi cooly walked up, hands tucked into his pockets. You quickly bowed your heads back to the guards and caught up to Yoongi.

“You can use this bathroom instead. It’s cleaner and safer.” Yoongi stopped before a door.

“A-Are you sure?”

“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have went down to fish you out of the crowd. Take all the time you need. This is our own private bathroom so no one else is allowed to use it.” He explained. You nodded, bowing gratefully to him before entering the restroom.

The bathroom was a lot more opulent and grand, with black granite and gold trims. Like Yoongi said, it was very clean, unlike a usual club bathroom. It was definitely a boys bathroom with urinals but you just used one of the stalls.

“Hyung, why can’t I use the bathroom? I really need to go!” You heard voices outside as you were washing your hands.

“Only the 7 of us use it anyway. Unless... Do you have a secret guest in there?!” The person talking to Yoongi gasped as if he just uncovered something scandalous.

“Watch your mouth.” You heard Yoongi threaten.

“Sorry, I’m done.” You opened the door. But you didn’t expect Yoongi to be standing so close that you ended up bumping into his back.

“Oh, no wonder hyung was guarding the bathroom.” The male said. He didn’t mind you and just brushed past to use the bathroom. Yoongi moved you away from the bathroom door, not wanting you to accidentally get hit.

“Thank you. Is it okay if I just stay here for a few more minutes? You can go back to what you were doing before.” You asked timidly. Yoongi took one look at you and nodded. You didn’t need to tell him anything for him to know what you were thinking. The club was getting overwhelming. Yoongi never really liked coming too unless his brothers make him.

“Why did you come if you don’t like it?”

“A friend brought me here as a distraction. Plus, I’ve never really come to a club before.” You replied. Yoongi nodded his head.

“You don’t need to stay and accompany me. I’ll go back down in a bit.” You said.

“It’s okay.” He leaned against the opposite wall. You took your phone out to send Wonwoo a text, assuring him that you were safe and that he could go home first. But you didn’t tell him where you were and who you were with.

“Actually... I wanted to apologise. My brothers told me I shouldn’t have offered you a smoke the other time. I just thought it would help.” Yoongi looked at you.

“It’s fine. I honestly didn’t think too much about it. There were other things to think about.” You shook your head.

“Understandable. I’m sure you have your fair share of confusion and questions that come along with it. This is just the start.” Yoongi said. You didn’t let his straightforward tone faze you, nodding your head glumly.

“Well, I should go. Thanks for letting me hang here.” You straightened up.

“No worries. I’ll walk you down.” Yoongi followed suit. You walked behind him, not sure of the way to the exit. With your insistence, Wonwoo had gone home on his own. You did feel bad for abandoning him when he was the one that invited you out but you also didn’t want him to wait.

“Do you have a ride home?” Yoongi asked.

“I told my friend to go home first so I guess I can get a cab home.” You waved him off, getting your phone out. But Yoongi stopped you, his hand grasping your phone and covering the screen.

“It’s not safe and cheap to get a cab from here at this time. I drank a little so I shouldn’t drive. Hang on.” Yoongi waved over one of the bouncers.

“Use the company car and send her home then report back.” Yoongi ordered.

“Yoongi sshi, it’s really okay.”

“Get the address from her and make sure you see her entering the house before coming back.” Yoongi ignored you. The bouncer nodded and bowed, running off the get the car.

“(y/n) sshi, hyung.” You both turned to see Taehyung jogging over. He had a big, square-ish grin as he waved.

“Jimin said you were here and that Yoongi hyung was with you. Are you driving her home, hyung?” Taehyung tilted his head.

“I drank. So was gonna get one of the workers to drive her back.” Yoongi explained, standing back as he lit a cigarette to smoke. Taehyung nodded his head.

“I’ll drive you home. I didn’t drink since I am the designated driver tonight. Bring my car instead.” Taehyung called out. The worker bowed and ran back into the club. Yoongi decided to go in first after his cigarette was done, not liking being out in the cold. He shot you a nod while you bowed gratefully to him. While waiting, Taehyung put his jacket over your shoulders.

“Did you come alone?” Taehyung asked.

“No... I came with a friend but I abandoned him. Yoongi sshi was kind enough to let me hang out in the quiet area. So I told my friend to go home first.” You said. You didn’t know why you were explaining so much to him.

“This isn’t you scene, is it?” He teased. You pursed your lips and shook your head. The noise and the crowd just wasn’t comfortable.

“Sir.” The car stopped right in front of you. The worker came out, bowing and passing Taehyung’s keys to him.

“Here you go. Watch your head.” Taehyung opened the car door for you to enter. You sat inside, keeping the sides of his jacket close to you so it wouldn’t get caught in the door.

Taehyung confirmed your address before starting to drive. One hand held his head, elbow resting on the door next to him while the other hand was on the steering wheel. During the quiet ride, you fiddled with the hem of the dress, pulling it down every now and then.

“Are you cold?” He asked.

“No, I’m good. Thank you.” You replied softly. With your head leaning against the headrest, you looked out the window. The only reason you would be out this late usually was because you were working.

“Thanks for dropping me off again.” You said as Taehyung pulled up outside of your house.

“Any time.” Taehyung smiled. You unbluckled your seatbelt and got out of the car. But before you could walk further, Taehyung rolled down the window.

“Goodnight, (y/n)!”

“G-Goodnight, Taehyung sshi.” A small smile formed on your lips as you bowed your head and entered the house. Like the other day, Taehyung only drove off after he was sure you had entered the house.

Only after you entered the house and you heard Taehyung drive off, that you realised you had forgotten the return him his jacket. You removed it carefully, as if any movement would cause it to tear like tissue. You inspected it, trying to figure out if you should wash it on your own, and risk ruining the expensive material, or just send it for dry cleaning.

“Hi, Wonwoo. Did you make it home safe?”

“Oh, (y/n). Yes, I am home. I went home after you sent me that text. Are you alright? You scared me.”

“Yes, I am alright. I just found a quiet space to chill for a while so I didn’t want you to wait for me. I just got home. Sorry for ruining the night. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” You said, putting your shoes away.

“Don’t say that, (y/n). I’m sorry you didn’t enjoy yourself.”

“I did enjoy myself, Wonwoo. Thank you for bringing me out to feel better.” You laughed. After wishing each other good night, you hung up.

You took a shower and was feeling peckish so you made yourself some ramyeon. There was always ramyeon in the kitchen for when you or your mother needed a late night snack after working.

“I’ll have to drop the jacket off at the dry cleaners tomorrow.” You groaned tiredly, looking at the blazer that rested over the back of the chair.

Hoseok was one of the first ones to wake up. After a day of working and a night of drinking, the boys all usually slept in during the weekends. The moment his foot touched the bottom of the stairs, a maid ran over to him, bowing her head in fear.

“What is it?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Your workers are here, sir. They said that it is important for you to see them immediately.” She relayed timidly, afraid of making him angry.

“Send them in. And get my breakfast.” Hoseok shooed her away before shuffling to the dining room. Like any other normal person, he didn’t like having to work on the weekends.

“Good morning, Boss.” The 3 men put the crate that they were carrying down and bowed to Hoseok.

“This better be important for you to be here on a Saturday morning.” Hoseok said, not even looking up at them. He was more focused on the tray of food that the butler had placed down in front of him.

“The shipment is here early. We thought you would want to check it right away.” One of the men informed. Hoseok put his napkin on the table and stood up.

“Show me.” He commanded as he walked over. The men opened the box, revealing the contents inside.

“Very nice...” He picked up one of the items.

“Business on a Saturday morning, Hobah?” Yoongi came in. Hoseok’s workers bowed upon seeing the pale man enter the dining room. But of course, he didn’t even spare them a glance. He sat down in his allocated seat, waiting for the staff to serve him his breakfast. His breakfast was usually an iced coffee then his food 20 minutes later.

“Can’t help it, hyung. You want the best, you’ve got to work when others aren’t.” Hoseok laughed while Yoongi snorted at his comment. He placed the items back into the crate.

“Leave this here. I’ll show the others to see what they think. Good work. We’ll discuss the rest on Monday.” Hoseok said.

“Of course, boss. Have a nice weekend.” The 3 bowed, moving the crate to the side of the room before leaving the mansion. Hoseok took his seat across Yoongi.

“So hyung, I heard you had a little moment with the girl.” Hoseok asked.

“What moment?” Yoongi asked back, no emotion on his face as he sipped the last bit of his coffee.

“Jimin said you loyally guarded the door for her as she used our toilet. Even stayed with her in the hallway after to comfort her.” He explained. Yoongi rolled his eyes, his brothers really needed better things to talk about.

“I saw her the moment she entered, I’m surprised you guys didn’t considering how high our booth is. She needed to use a toilet and the queue was insane so I offered her to use ours. And I wasn’t comforting her, she needed a quiet place and I stayed with her. That’s all.” Yoongi explained.

“Well, that’s a lot more interaction than what the rest have got. Looks like she’ll warm up to you first.” Hoseok said.

“No, she’ll warm up to Taehyung first. He was the one that sent her home.” Yoongi dug into his food on the tray that the butler brought him. Hoseok hummed but couldn’t help the giggle that escaped him.

“What’s Hobi laughing about?” Namjoon came in. He had been awake for a while, opting to sit in his room to read the newspaper rather than come downstairs right away.

“No idea.” Yoongi replied, putting a chopstick of rice into his mouth.

“Ah, seriously, Hobi. I thought we established that we are not going to bring work into the dining room?” Namjoon tsked at the crate in the room.

“It’s fine, Namjoon ah. I’ll move it after breakfast. The boys needed me to inspect the goods, that’s all. Even risked bothering me on a Saturday to do it.” Hoseok waved the leader off. Namjoon shook his head with a sigh.

“Bring my breakfast.” He ordered as he took his seat at the head of the table. The butler bowed and left.

“I’m done. Going back to sleep.” Yoongi stood up and shuffled out of the room. The weekend was for Yoongi to catch up on sleep, it was normal to not see him for the entirety of the two days because he was just sleeping or resting in bed. Jin and Taehyung were the last ones that had breakfast. Jungkook and Jimin would sleep in until dinner time.

“Here. Take what is yours and leave the rest. I told you I would get things done.” Jin dropped the stack of files on the table. Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung shrugged, going through the pile to retrieve their things.

“So, hyung, did you find out anymore information about (y/n) when you did your stalking?” Taehyung asked.

“Yah, Taehyung! That was supposed to be confidential.” Jin hissed at the younger exposing him to the rest. However, the younger just shrugged.

“You’re running a check on her?” Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

“I’m not running a check on her... Well, at least not the background checks I usually do. I just wanted to find out about her to maybe try to connect with her in some way. She is a closed book.” Jin explained.

“So what if she is a closed book, I’m sure you can still find whatever you need on her.” Hosoek laughed.

“That’s the thing... She does not have much of a record except for her birth certificate and basic school details. Everything else either doesn’t exist or has been wiped.” Jin informed.

“Wait, you’re telling me there is actually information that you can’t find?”

“How do you know information has been wiped? She could have just not had that much of an eventful life so far. I doubt she can wipe her own records and she doesn’t seem to have a reason to do that.” Namjoon said. He didn’t know you but you didn’t seem like a skillful hacker that could wipe records.

“I know information has been wiped because I am the one who wiped them...” Jin admitted with his head slightly hung.

“What?”

“Boss wanted me to wipe them. He was paranoid, especially when it came to her. So my task was to regularly wipe her records that were 'not relevant’. Hospital visits, stuff like that...” Jin gulped.

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