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s-uwu-binie · 1 year

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❥ bf!txt's reaction to you falling asleep on another member's shoulder ੈ♡˳

➻ txt x gn!reader

➻ genre: all things fluffy <3

➻ the one where they get pouty and clingy over who gets to be your headrest, just really really whipped boys again

➻ requested by @mywonie, i hope you like it bubs ^^

𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗬𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗝𝗨𝗡

mans is a tad bit possessive of you (in the healthy way ofc, baes), which is something you already knew early on in the relationship. but it wasn’t your fault you were so sleepy to not notice the difference on which shoulders was your boyfriend’s. in the end, you ended up laying your head on soobin’s stiff shoulder, him already giving nervous side glances to yeonjun’s hooded gaze. he nearly jumped out of his seat from the eldest’s unrelenting stare.

safe to say yeonjun’s hand is draped on your thigh the whole time, only budging when he notices the immense stiffness in soobin’s poor shoulders. yeonjun takes it upon himself to carefully transfer your position from soobin to his. the smirk he tries to hold back becomes even more difficult to suppress once you snuggle into his firm chest, searching for his familiar warmth with an incoherent murmur.

his hand would reach up to stroke your hair, his lips naturally curled to a pouty smile, “did you sleep well, baby?”

the first thing he’d do when you open your eyes is to either tuck a piece of your hair behind your ear if it’s long enough or to childishly boop your nose, finding you absolutely adorable.

𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗦𝗢𝗢𝗕𝗜𝗡

with soobin, i feel as though he would be fine with it. he trusts his members with you, and vice versa. there would be a twinge of jealousy slowly brewing inside him, but it’s barely even there when he notices your peaceful form slumped over beomgyu. the whole ride would be filled with beomgyu teasing soobin, as expected from choi beomgyu himself. the trickster pulls out his phone and opens the group chat immediately, texting soobin how he’s missing out on being your personal headrest.

let’s just say soobin is not impressed in the duration of the whole ride. i can imagine he’d be sporting a slight pout on his face, dimples making an appearance. his arms are crossed and eyes staring holes at beomgyu’s head. the others take this moment to take snapshots of his mini sulking session, all sending it to you when you wake up later on (all which you save in an album dedicated to soobin <3).

trust that soobin won’t let you go once you all reach your destination, his massive hands cupping your cheeks to gently wake you up from your nap.

“you can rest on my shoulder on the way back, angel.” he says, sending the other choi a nasty look as he does so, fingers intertwined with yours.

𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜 𝗕𝗘𝗢𝗠𝗚𝗬𝗨

whiney. let me tell you that. he’d complain so much to the point of almost waking you up from your sleep, earning him a pointed look from taehyun (telling him to shut up to avoid disturbing your rest), whose shoulder you were leaning on. beomgyu effectively quiets down for the next few hours because of this. but don’t get it wrong, he’s still plenty whiney about it, albeit silently. beomgyu would play with the hem on his shirt, wiggle his feet in boredom as he waits impatiently for you to rouse from your nap.

i bet he would be dying on the inside tho, like?? he was right there, yet you still managed to sleep on taehyun. you better prepare for the endless rambling you will face by the time you wake up, because he will not shut up i swear. he would be clinging to your arm, chin resting on your shoulder with him talking your ear out about how much he wanted to cuddle with you the whole time.

he definitely would poke fun at you tho. he’d softly trace your lips with his thumb, “you got some drool here, baby.”

beomgyu’s clearly bluffing, but he’d really do just about anything just to see you scramble your hands up to your face as he stares at you with a boyish smile on his handsome face.

𝗞𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗡

now this man right here, this guy is soft and tender when it comes to you. yep, he may be pretty rough with the others but never with you. taehyun would be totally chill about it actually. the moment your head rested on kai’s shoulder, he did nothing but smile at the two of you. all he cares about is you’re getting the sleep you need. plus, he trusts the members with you a whole lot, and vice versa. and the fact that you’re comfortable enough to sleep around them brings genuine joy in taehyun's heart, only proving that you are already a part of their little family.

i imagine taehyun wearing a cute grin on his face, observing how kai gently adjusts your position on his stature. just a couple of best friends ensuring that you’re comfortable and all. i also feel like taehyun would sneak photos of you, then set it as his wallpaper. he’s that chill about it.

you would be surprised when taehyun wakes you up by kissing your forehead, lips pecking in a feather-like motion.

“did you have a good sleep?” he’d keep pecking you on your crown, “i bet you did.”

𝗛𝗨𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗞𝗔𝗜

gentle giant. that’s what he is to you. i feel he is another one who is chill about it, but he is slightly more clingy than taehyun. he’d pull a pout when you snuggle into yeonjun’s warmth, but he doesn’t say anything about it. he just stares lovingly at your sleepy face, when he’s supposed to be putting on a pouty front. what i can see happening is that kai would surely bring one of his precious plushies. he’d place them in your lap, just so you can have something to hold onto or cuddle with while you slept on yeonjun’s broad shoulder.

hyuka would be so cute about this too :((( he’d be all smiley and giggly about it, completely disregarding the fact that you’re resting on yeonjun the entire time. his undivided attention is all on you now, eyes trailing on how adorable your scrunched brows and squished cheeks are at this moment.

“you’re so cute like this,” he’d coo at you. “i could just kiss you right now.”

you’d be left hiding behind the fluffy plushie in your hands by the end of it.

𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱 © 𝘀-𝘂𝘄𝘂-𝗯𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗲

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shes2real · 2 months

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Birthday Girl ♡

Featuring 🌷: jey uso + roman reigns & female!reader

Warning ☁️: restraints, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, double penetration, cunnilingus, squirting, slight overstimulation, daddy kink, 18+ Minors, please don’t interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word count 🌷: 1.7k

Scenario ☁️: Jey pampers his birthday girl & has a special present in store for her.

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"Food good, mama?" Jey asked his girlfriend with an alluring smile.

Today was her birthday and Jey made sure that she knew that today was all about her. She'd been pampered the whole day: went to the spa, paid for her hair appointment, and even brought her a Jacquemus bag that she'd been begging for. Now she's getting the luxury of having a chef cooking at their home with a plethora of her favorite dishes.

"I love it baby, you're so good to me." She blushed while sipping her wine. Jey leaned over and wiped a droplet from her bottom lip before passionately kissing her, "Anything for you beautiful." Jey could smell her arousal in between her thighs. Chuckling, he slid his hand under the table gripping her thigh, earning a gasp from her.

"Relax mama. That's later," He winked.

After dinner, it was time for dessert. Unfortunately, Jey had to wait for his but the joy in his birthday girl's eyes was a treat within itself. As the couple were served brownie sundaes, Jey had a malicious look in his eyes. As she ate her dessert, her boyfriend was suggestively licking the ice cream. Flicking his tongue, sucking on the spoon like he would devour her sweet pussy. Flicking his tongue in between her folds, lapping up every bit of her wetness. The way his lips locked around the spoon caused a feeling to stir inside of her. She was in a daze, not even aware of him talking to her.

"You heard what I said?"

"No, w-what'd you say?" She stammered, closing her legs again. She mentally cursed herself for wearing a silk dress without panties. She looked up at her man while he spoke, admiring him. She wasn't sure if it was her horniness or her genuine attraction to him. His tight black suit hugging his body, his grills, & damn..his tanned skin under the light. She needed him.

"I said, I gotta another present for you. I know you wanted to try new shit so...I gotchu' bae." Jey slid the chair back from the table, tapping his thick thigh, "Come sit fa' minute.“

She sat down on his lap, his thigh flexing under her caused a small gasp to escape from her lips. Jey bit his lip before whispering in her ear, "You gon' love it princess." He kissed her neck before picking her up and taking her upstairs. Excited was not the word to describe her feelings. She'd been waiting for him to give her what she'd been craving since he'd touched down. He placed her on the bed softly before placing soft kisses all over her face, neck & collarbone. She moaned softly, afraid to make a sound due to the bedroom door being open. As he traced his fingers down her body, his mouth watered when he raised her dress. Her wetness glistening, waxed, and ready for whatever was in store.

"Mm, 'so pretty" he moaned as he slowly inserted two fingers inside of her. Her back arched instantly, the feeling felt so good.

"You so tight mama, ain't played wit it in a minute have you?"

She sighed, unable to answer him. If there's one thing that Jey doesn't like is when she doesn't answer him. He removed his fingers, causing her to whimper at the loss of feeling. Her pussy clenched around nothing, "D-daddy." She whined. He shook his head and mugged her, his grills peeking through. "Ain't tryna hear that mama, talk to me. Let daddy know wassup," He soon put his thick digits inside of her. He asked her again, this time tilting his head waiting for her response as she was focused on breathing out heavy breaths.

"No, it belongs to you daddy," She screwed her eyes shut, moaning.

Instantly, he locked his lips on her pussy. Her legs began to close, slowly shaking but it didn't stop her man from devouring her pussy. Using two fingers, he held her opening and shoved his tongue into her; causing her to thrust her hips, "Baby! Don't stop!.." the girl gasped, grinding along Jey's face. Sucking onto her swollen, sensitive clit made him moan, loving every drop of her sweet nectar; sending vibrations to her sensitive pussy, drawing her closer to her orgasm. Her entire body spazzing as her orgasm rang through her, "Jey!"

"Mm, that felt good beautiful?"

He crawled back up to her as she caught her breath, the two exchanging a passionate kiss, allowing her to taste herself. Though, her pussy was sore her arousal was steadily growing more as Jey's hands traveled along her body, removing her dress. "Ready for your present mama?" She smiled and nodded. He grabbed black silk restraints to tie up her hands & feet before covering her eyes with the black blindfold. Unbeknownst to her, her man's cousin, Roman entered the room and gently closed the door behind him. Jey looked at him with a thankful expression before turning to his girl. As Roman tied his hair into a slick man bun, Jey switched his focus onto her soft pink nipples, gently sucking on them. "Babeeee," she whined softly as his attack continued. He hummed in response before reaching down and rubbing small circles on her clit, Roman stroked himself as he watched her body squirm in pleasure. He wanted to taste her so bad before he fucked her. He looked over at his cousin, earning a nod.

Roman bent down, giving her one long lick, she instantly jerked. Roman tapped her thigh, revealing himself,

"I know, I know. Feels good, hm?"

The girl was stunned. Stunned could've been an understatement. She couldn't process what was happening, and it didn't help that Roman rapidly began tongue fucking her causing her mind to go completely blank. As her eyes rolled back, he caught every bit of her sweet juices with his tongue. Practically moaning at the taste. 'Jey wasn't lying. She taste like heaven' He thought to himself. He sucked on her clit then taking two fingers to play with her tight pussy. As he ate her, Jey whispered in her ear while massaging her breast. "Enjoy it mama. It's all for you, my birthday girl."

"...Oh..." She whimpered softly, her brows furrowing, as her hips began to buck. As his tongue glided back and forth against her, "I-I-I'm cu-" her moan was cut off as her orgasm ripped through her. The restraints holding the poor girl down, unable to move. The cousins laughed, both of their members became harder as they thought about how they were going to fuck her senseless.

Jey went first, the minute he inserted his member inside of her, her body shook. The curve of his dick made her eyes water instantly, feeling like he was in her stomach. “Ohh my…” Roman shushed her by kissing her.

"mm, ‘so pretty taking your daddy’s dick" He cooed as he kissed her lips. As Jey began stroking into her slowly, she was in love. She loved the control he was in, he did too. The slow, deep strokes were almost enough for her to come undone.

"Mmm" She moaned, never breaking their kiss. Eventually he started pounding into her mercilessly. Instantly, she broke the kiss moaning Jey’s name constantly. She could feel every inch of him inside of her and he wasn't stopping.

"Daddy fucking you too good ma?" He asked while looking at her tummy. The bulge caused him to throw his head back.

"Yes! Don't stop," She panted. She could feel with each thrust that he was vigorously trying to hit her spot. Even he was close to cumming.

"D-daddy..." She whined. Her stomach tightened and her legs burned, unable to close. Her orgasm washed through her as her eyes were in her skull. Roman soothed her by placing hickeys on her neck as his fingers slowly rubbed her clit. “Mmm, shit,” Jey groaned as he released on her tummy.

“That’s a good girl. Don’t you think she a good girl?” Roman asked as she came down from her high. Jey chuckled and patted her swollen pussy, “Hell yeah. Daddy’s good girl…ain’t you mama?”

She nodded weakly, eyes growing heavy. Jey quickly loosened the restrained and putting her on all fours as Roman laid underneath her. His dick was much thicker than Jey’s but wasn’t as long but she knew that he knew what to do with it. As Roman slid inside of her, the two of them moaned out. Jey grabbed the honey vanilla scented lube and lined his dick up with her puckered asshole.

“Relax for daddy,”

She relaxed as Roman slow thrusts felt so good to her sensitive pussy. As Jey slid inside of her, his eyes rolled. “Fuck!” He began thrusting slowly as Roman massaged her walls. The double penetration from the men were too much for her. Roman eyes were locked on her, watching her love faces. “Mhm, fucking take it.” As the men sped up, she felt her release. Roman could feel her throbbing, "Get that nut" he encouraged her. Jey’s curve targeting her spot endlessly making her almost jump out of his cousin’s arms. He gripped her tight as he helped her cum.

"There you go, cum for me.", kissing her sloppily as he began to thrust into her. She struggled to kiss back, just moaning as she came. Without allowing her to ride out her high, he sucked on her bottom lip, hand coming up to wrap around her throat. As he thrusted into her watching her love faces, her mouth was agape but she was inaudible. Soon enough, she started to cry. "Mhmm.." He hummed as she began tapping at his arm once everything became unbearable.

"Cum for us pretty.."Jey moaned, tossing his head back. His nut was approaching him too.

She whimpered quietly, feeling another orgasm building, "W-Wait. I can't.." She slurred.

The men’s breathing hitched and they came in unison, both filling her up to the brim. When Jey pulled out, Roman instantly lifted her up as she squirted all over him. The two men pampered the tired girl in kisses and soft words. As Jey comforted her, Roman cleaned her up. The room was filled with comforting silence until her soft snores were heard. Jey looked over at his cousin, “You think she liked her birthday present?”

“She loved it, bro.”

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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷

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bloatedandalone04 · 4 months

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Right Back to the Start

➪the one where luke wakes up to the abandoned city of detroit and doesn’t think twice about looking for the one person that always meant the most to him.

Warnings: spoilers for Vanishing on 7th Street, swearing, mentions of death ig, angst, fluff, smut, soft smut, sad events all around, loosely follows the plot of the film, mentions of injuries, unprotected sex heha, hair pulling, marking, pet names, semi-public sex (?)

Word Count: 4.3k

Do not repost this anywhere, reblogs are fine ♡ | HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE, BAES MWAH

The second Luke woke up he knew something was wrong.

He wouldn’t say he felt it, per se, but he knew something was off.

He had overslept and would probably be late for his segment on channel seven if he didn’t get up right now. Paige had kept him up for most of the night and seemed to have fled much earlier in the morning, leaving him to blow out the candles he so carelessly left lit during the night.

Groaning quietly, Luke got up and stumbled his way into the bathroom of his new apartment. His hand quickly finds the lightswitch but when he tries to turn it on, nothing happens. The bathroom remained dark as he reached for his toothbrush and began brushing his teeth, making a mental note to ask Jesus, the front desk guy, about the lack of lighting.

Using his freehand, he tried turning the TV on and found that it wasn’t working either. He scoffs around the toothbrush as he tosses the remote aside and barely avoids the puddle that had formed in the kitchen from the fridge being shut off. “What the fuck,” he muttered, grabbing the towel from off the stove handle and dropping it onto the puddle. “Seriously.”

After having to walk down twenty three flights of stairs, Luke was a bit more than annoyed as he tried to get his phone to work.

“Piece of junk,” he concluded as he opened the stairwell door and stepped out into the lobby. “Yo, Jesus, what’s up with the-” he promptly stopped talking when he realized that Jesus was not sitting at the desk. The chair held his usual clothing, that being a suit, but there was no sign of the man.

Actually, Luke noticed that there was no sign of anyone in the lobby as he grabbed the newspaper from off the top of the desk. It only got worse when he went outside and saw various cars had crashed into curbs and stopped in the middle of the street, and the hundreds of clothing that were scattered around had him immediately on alert.

When he saw that even his workplace was empty and came to the realization that Paige was among the sudden disappearances, he went back home and sprung into action. After nearly being taken over by darkness, Luke grabbed every flashlight he could find and his wedding band then left his apartment as his search began.

He spent three whole days trying to find any sign of life other than himself, and a car that actually worked. He took note of a truck that still had some battery life in it before he found a bar that was lit up as if it was still in business.

Inside it he found a kid no older than twelve and soon the duo became a trio, and then a fourth person joined. It was almost overwhelming how many people Luke ended up running into after being completely on his own for seventy two hours straight.

Luke also discovered that his patience was nowhere near as thick as it used to be as James, Rosemary and Paul were all getting on his last nerve. He had found Paul in a bus shelter barely conscious and he had to carry him all the way back to the bar, fucking up his ankle in the process.

They both almost didn’t make it before Rosemary finally opened the door and let them inside.

Now, as Paul was being nursed by her, Luke was left to tend to his sore ankle. “Am I in heaven?” The concussed man asked as he stared up at Rosemary.

“Better,” Luke answered as he wrapped duct tape around his ankle. “A bar.”

A few hours passed and Paul was not getting any better, further delaying Luke’s plan of getting the fuck out of this part of the city and making him feel even more frustrated. “So, you’re all looking for someone, huh?” He asked as he leaned against the pool table, his words slurred and drawn out.

James was the first to answer, “My momma,”

“My son,” Rosemary followed.

All three of them looked over at Luke and he knew he had to answer them without his usual level of sarcasm. He reached his hand in his pocket and pulled out his wedding band he regretfully took off a few months ago and held it in his palm. “I’m looking for my wife,” he said and they all looked at him as if they were surprised that a cocky, rude and selfish guy like himself could actually have a wife. So he added, “We’re separated, but it’s only recently. I fucked things up with her….and now I might never get the chance to make up for it.”

Rosemary took a step forward and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, a sad smile on her lips as he looked up at her. “You’ll see her again,” she promised and it brought the smallest bit of hope to him as he slipped the band onto his finger, where it should’ve stayed.

Then the pathetic excuse of a generator began sputtering from its place in the basement, and luckily Paul knew what they needed to do before they were left in complete darkness. “Lessen the load,” he stated as he watched the lights flicker. “The powerload on the genny, we gotta lessen it. Turn off any light we don’t need.”

And Luke did just that, turning off everything except for the lights in the main area of the bar. They continue to flicker on and off for a few more seconds before staying on, making everyone let out a sigh of relief as the shadows fade away. “Good call,” he mumbled to Paul, who just waved him off and moved to lay down on the pool table.

Then there were a few quiet knocks on the door, and everyone was immediately on high alert again.

“Don’t answer it,” Luke said, ignoring the glare Rosemary gave him. Really, there wasn’t anyone on the other side of the door that could be more dangerous than the shadows, but he already had three people he had to deal with before he was able to return back to his original plan, and he didn’t need another person added to the list. But James didn’t care, and Luke was quickly beginning to notice that the kid does whatever he wants as he ran around the table and towards the door. “James, don’t.”

“It could be my mom,” he replied and didn’t wait for another word to be spoken before he pulled the door open.

Luke rounded the table as well and was about to tug James away when he caught sight of who was on the other side of the door. His grip on the kids jacket loosened as his eyes landed on you, and he stumbled a few feet away.

How was it possible that he had spent nearly seventy two hours looking for you, just to have you stumble upon the very bar he was seeking temporary shelter in? You looked scared and nervous and anxious, and Luke wanted to take you into his arms immediately. He was always good at providing you with comfort before, and he knew he could still do it now, he was just in shock.

“I-I’m sorry,” and there was your sweet voice that Luke hadn’t heard in months. “I saw the lights, and…”

Then you met his eyes, and Luke felt his eyes burn a bit. “Y/n,” he barely managed to say before your single flashlight fell from your grasp and hit the ground, breaking on impact. The darkness began to take over the doorway and before Luke could stop himself, he was moving forward and pulling you inside the bar. You stumble along with him and he steadies you by placing his hands on your waist. “Baby.” The name slipped from his lips before he could stop himself, but he didn’t care, and you didn’t either.

As you braced yourself against his body, Luke caught sight of your left hand against his chest, and his eyes burned a bit more at the sight of your engagement ring and wedding band wrapped securely around your finger. “Luke,” you said his name in a breathless tone and he was powerless to stop himself from leaning in and pressing his lips to yours.

You kiss him back instantly and grab either side of his face as you press your body right up against his. “I thought I lost you,” he rasped in between kisses, his hands bunching up your shirt that looked an awful lot like one of the few he left with you back at the old house.

You shake your head and lean into his touch when he brings a hand up to wipe away the tears you began to shed. “I thought I lost you,”

Then you were kissing him again and pressing him against the edge of the pool table. Luke’s arms wrap tightly and protectively around you, and he pulls you flush up against his front, his mouth pressing desperate kisses to yours. “I’m so sorry,” he murmured, paying no attention to the other three people in the bar. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

You shake your head again and wrap your arms around his shoulders. “Luke,” you weakly say his name as you slide your hand up and tangle it in his messy hair.

He turns his head and kisses your wrist, his eyes narrowing on your left ring finger. “You still wear them,” he stated under his breath as he gently wrapped his hand around your wrist so he could examine the very ring and band he picked out for you.

You tearfully laugh, using your free hand to push his hair away from his forehead. “So do you,” you observe his left hand, and the band you had picked out for him. “I never took mine off.”

Luke gives you a look of agony before he is kissing your temple and caressing the back of your head as if you were the most fragile thing he’s ever held in his arms. He supposed you were at this point since you could literally disappear at any given moment. “I should’ve never taken it off,” he regretfully informed you of his inability to cope without having you around.

He resorted to distracting himself with his coworker in the new bed he didn’t share with you, and he wished he could take it all back. He wished he could go back to the time he left you behind and do it all again, but this time he’d do it right. He wouldn’t leave you, he would stay with you until you got sick of him and even then he wouldn’t leave.

If he knew just how short his life with you would end up being, he would’ve never let you go.

“What happened to your head?” You asked as you traced your thumb along the small cut on his forehead, but he just took your hand in his again and kissed along your neck.

“So….you’re his wife,” Rosemary stated what had to be obvious at this point, her hands placed on James’ shoulders as the three of them looked over at you and Luke. He kept you close to him by placing his hands on your lower back as he looked over at her. “I told you that you’d see her again.”

Yeah, a mere five minutes ago, he wanted to say but was too caught up in the feeling of having you in his arms again. “Sorry, this is probably quite the introduction,” you shyly say and Luke wondered how he went so long without hearing your sweet voice when it was all he wanted to hear right now. “I’m Y/n.”

“Rosemary,” she smiled at you, and everyone could tell how sad the atmosphere had gotten since Luke actually did end up finding you after all. Well, technically, you had found him, but the point still stands.

He had you back, but James didn’t have his mom, and Rosemary didn’t have her son.

You smiled your kind and genuine smile at her as you looked around the place, your body nuzzled against Luke’s. “So, what’s the plan?”

After a bit more smalltalk, everyone came to the agreement that they would wait until morning - even with how quick the daylight seemed to come and go nowadays - before moving on, and keep an eye on the generator in the meantime. Luke gently took your hand in his as he guided you down the stairs, a flashlight in his freehand. “C’mon, baby,” he mumbled and you followed behind him, closing the door afterwards.

You and him were on first watch, and Luke was desperate to be alone with you at this point. “What are you wearing?” You ask with a quiet laugh as he leans against a beam and pulls your body closer to his. Your hands play with the abundance of flashlights that were attached to the strap on his chest before moving to tug on his jacket. “This is how you’ve been surviving?”

Luke shook his head and tore off the strap, tossing it aside without a care for its well-being. “I haven’t been surviving, baby,” he said as he gripped the sides of your face. “I’ve been looking for you. I spent the last three days looking for you.”

You bite down on your lip as tears gather in your eyes again. “Luke,” you trail off as he pulls your body right up against his own.

You looked so pretty. Worn out and tired beyond belief, but still so achingly pretty. He wanted you, all of you, in all the ways he’s missed out on during your time apart, but he also knew you must be exhausted.

He is, too, but he also couldn’t stand the thought of wasting his time sleeping when he could be spending the rest of his possibly short life with you, awake and conscious. “You should get some sleep, baby, you’re probably tired-”

But you just shook your head and leaned up to kiss him. He returned your kiss as soon as your lips met his, and his hands moved back to tangle in your hair. You were quite literally on borrowed time, and you both knew this, so when you jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist, Luke caught you instantly.

He gripped the backs of your thighs as he slowly lowered his body to the floor. His knees hit the tough concrete a bit hard, but he could handle the pain if it meant he got to have you like this again.

You straddled his lap as your hands tangled in his hair, tugging on it in the way you used to - the way that never failed to drive him crazy. His fingers play with the zipper of your jacket for a few seconds before he finally pulls the fabric from your body, followed quickly by your (his) long sleeved shirt.

Luke’s hands ran up your nearly bare back, and he was beginning to crave the feeling of your skin on his. You quickly make work of his jacket, and then his zip-up hoodie. “Jesus, Luke, you’re dressed for the winter,” you point out as your shaky fingers unbutton his dress shirt.

He laughed, a genuine laugh, for the first time in months as you pushed the shirt from his body and dropped it onto the growing pile of clothes on the floor. His lips press to yours again, his hands running up and down your thighs and making goosebumps rise against the fabric of your jeans. “I missed you,” he confessed as he kissed along your jaw.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders and tangle your fingers in his hair again as he lifts you up and lays you down on his shirt and hoodie. It wasn’t much, but it was more comfortable than the hard floor on its own. Really, comfort was the last thing on either of your minds. “Luke, please,” you begged as he sucked the skin of your neck, his fingers tugging at the zipper of your jeans.

His bare and toned chest presses against yours as he kisses you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth before tangling with your own. “Missed you so fucking much,” he continued as he shoved your jeans down a bit and slipped his hand into the thin material of your panties.

Your body shudders a bit as his middle and index fingers swiped along your wet folds, and you moan quietly against his mouth. “Luke,” you whine, bucking up against his hand. “It’s been so long.”

Luke hummed, kissing you once more before he pulled away. “I know,” he rasped, slowly fucking his fingers into you. “I know, baby, and it’s all my fucking fault. I should’ve been there for you, for us. I promise, I’m never leaving your side, even if we don’t have a lot of time left together.”

Your eyes burned a bit as you lifted your hips in time with his hand. “I want you, Luke,” you gasp. “For months - I’ve wanted you for months.”

Luke blinked away a few tears of his own. “I’m not leaving you, Y/n,” he promised. “Never again. I love you, baby, I always will. No matter what happens.”

You moan as his thumb brushes against your clit, and you knew he was the only one who could make you feel like this; so good, loved and cherished all at once. “I love you,” you whisper back, tugging his mouth back to yours by grabbing onto his hair. “Please, Luke, I want you. I need you, I need to feel you.”

Keeping his mouth connected to yours, Luke pushes your jeans down the rest of the way, leaving you to kick them off along with your boots, as he unzips his own. “I need you, too,” he said under his breath, reaching down to run his tip up your seam. You both moan at the same time when he enters you, filling you up in one movement and fitting perfectly.

“Oh, God,” you whimper as his hips hit yours. “Fuck, Luke.”

“I love you,” he says, pressing his forehead against yours as your legs wrap around his waist. “I love you, I love you so fucking much.” He couldn’t stop telling you that he loved you if he tried. He went so long without you, wasted so much time trying to get Paige to make him feel the way only you could.

You kissed him deeply as he began to thrust into you, slow and hard, the way he knew you liked. “I love you,” you say back, laughing quietly at the way his nose brushed yours every time he slipped back inside you.

You wrapped your legs tighter around his waist and he leaned down to kiss along the tops of your breasts. If he had his way, your bra would be discarded along with the other clothing, but to save the twelve year olds remaining innocence if he were to come down here and see you like this, he would have to deal with you keeping it on.

“As soon as I realized what was happening, I started looking for you. I had to see you again, had to tell you that I was sorry and that I regretted not coming back to you,” he rambled, shutting his eyes tightly when he felt your walls squeeze him. “I couldn’t give up without knowing you were safe, without seeing you again.”

You moan quietly as you grip his shoulders. “Luke…”

“You’re everything to me, baby,” he swore, burying face against the side of your neck. “Everything.”

“Luke,” you whine as you kiss along his jaw before brushing your lips against the shell of his ear. “Please, fuck me. Make me forget. We can forget about everything, even if just for a while.”

His hips begin to hit yours harder after that, and you press his face close to your own by caressing the back of his head. You glance up at the ceiling lights and see them flicker a bit, almost taunting you with the fact that they could shut off completely at any given moment.

Even the shadows around you were taunting as Luke pressed your body against the cold floor, but you didn’t care.

In this moment you weren’t scared.

You had managed to do the impossible; you had found your husband in a city that had been wiped out of any sign of life. You found each other, and you knew that if you were to be taken by the shadows, you wouldn’t be alone anymore. Luke would be with you. He is with you. And he wasn’t going anywhere this time.

“You feel so good, baby,” he brought you back to him with the single praise, and your face flushed a bit as you cling onto him. “So good.”

“Luke,” you moaned, tugging on his hair as you looked over at the shadows. “Harder. Please.”

Luke placed one hand on your hip and braced himself above you with the other one, his forearm pressing against the ground beside your head. “Look at me,” he murmured when he noticed that your head was turned and your eyes were fixated on the dark corner of the basement. When you glanced up at him, Luke pressed his forehead to yours. “Keep looking at me, baby. Not at them, at me. It’s you and me, Y/n. It’s us.”

He successfully got your full attention back as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pressed open mouthed kisses to the skin of his shoulder. “Make me come, Luke,” you requested breathlessly, your brows scrunching together when he reached that sweet spot deep within you. “Fuck.”

Luke groaned deeply, rocking his hips into yours quicker. “Like this?” He asked, moving his body so his pelvis brushed against your clit with every thrust.

You squeeze your eyes shut as you nod, clinging onto him with the energy you had left. “Yes,” you whispered.

He pulled back to get a good look at your face, his fucked out expression matching yours. “Get loud for me,” he softly demanded as he listened to your quiet moans.

“I can’t,” you mumbled, gently digging your nails into his shoulders. “The others-”

“Can’t hear us,” he cut you off, pressing kiss after kiss to the side of your head. He could still faintly smell your sweet, wildflower conditioner you favorited when you and he were together, and the scent had his head feeling fuzzy. “They can’t hear us, sweet girl. That fucking generator drowns out any noise. They have no idea what we’re doing right now, so be loud for me, baby. Scream for me.”

You bite down harshly on your lip, but then moan loudly once he begins rubbing quick circles onto your clit. “Oh, my God,” you gasp, much louder than before.

Luke smirked down at you, his tired features making your heart swell. “There’s my girl,” he mumbled, kissing you afterwards. “My good girl.”

His words had your eyes rolling back and your body arching as you moaned his name loudly.

As he watched your face scrunch up in pleasure, Luke felt the possessiveness he felt over you since the day he met you come back to him in full swing. “Tell me you’re mine,” he demanded, well aware that there weren’t many options left for guys that could steal you from him. Still, he hadn’t seen you in months, and he wanted to know that he is still it for you. That he always will be. “Tell me you’re still mine.”

You grin up at him, softly running your fingers through his hair that had become even more messy since you and he reunited. “I’m yours, Luke,” you say. “I always was.”

He grunted as you clenched tightly around him. “You’re close,” he commented, knowing your body and its signs like the back of his hand. You were his wife of four years, after all. You technically still are as neither of you could go through with the divorce process.

“I’m close,” you confirmed what he already knew. “I’m gonna come.”

You squeezed him impossibly tighter and Luke circled your clit faster, desperate to get you there before he got off himself. “Come, baby,” he nearly begged, hiking your leg up higher around his waist.

With a final cry of his name, you were coming around him and sucking him in deeper with each thrust. “Fuck, fuck,”

Luke felt your warmth surround him and knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Not with the way you were squeezing him or the way you were writhing under him. “Good girl,” he praised, kissing you quickly when he felt his own high take over his body.

Your heel presses against his back, ensuring that a single drop of his release didn’t go to waste. He pulls away from your mouth and places small kisses to the slightly sweaty skin of your neck and shoulder, eliciting more quiet, broken moans from your swollen lips.

When your tired gaze met his, Luke gave you a small, barely-there grin. “I love you,”

You smooth out his hair as you brush your lips against his. “I love you,” you say back then ask, “What is going to happen next?”

The fear and harsh reality came spiraling back, and Luke wrapped you up in his arms. “I don’t know,” he answered honestly, holding you close to his chest. “But I’m not leaving your side, okay? I mean it, it’s you and me.”

What the world will be like after this, or how long you have with him are questions no one could answer, simply because there was no telling what becomes of you after being consumed by the darkness. Your soul gets taken, leaving behind only the clothes on your back, and it’s scary.

But you weren’t alone anymore, and neither was he. Luke was okay now that he had you back where you always belonged, and he would be fine.

You smile up at him, glancing over at the still flickering lights as you nuzzle against his side. “Yeah,” you agree in a whisper. “You and me.”

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babyleostuff · 9 months

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heyyy hope ur doing ok !! I’d really love to hear ur thoughts on how the svt members would teach u to drive (or the ones that can drive anyways!) lots of love xoxo

oh my god, this was SO much fun to write (and now i can't think about anything else but them driving)

seventeen teaching you how to drive | ot13

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

𓆩♡𓆪 kind of like driving with your dad (or your dad trying to explain you maths) - at some point you end up crying. He wants to teach you, he really does, but in the end he gets too impatient, so he just yells and takes the steering wheel from you.

YOON JEONGHAN

𓆩♡𓆪 has a kind of “meh” attitude. He teaches you as best as he can, but whatever happens later, happens. Not his issue anymore. But he really tries his best, it’s not like he wants you or anyone else to get hurt.

HONG JOSHUA

𓆩♡𓆪 very patient and gentle, but maybe too gentle. He doesn’t have the heart to scold you, so even if you speed past a “stop” sign and doesn’t stop, he doesn’t say anything. And every time you ask if you did good, he says yes (and cries a little bit inside).

WEN JUNHUI

𓆩♡𓆪 he tries his best, but teaching someone how to drive is very hard. You’d probably not even make it out of the parking lot, but you’d be a pro at parking the car. Would scream if you got too close to another car.

KWON SOONYOUNG

𓆩♡𓆪 a big no no to this guy. I adore him with my entire heart, but there is no way I would trust him to teach anyone how to drive. He doesn’t care about the speed limits, so there would be a 90% chance you’d get a speeding ticket on your first drive. Also, he’d tell you to turn left at the “no left turn” sign. The music would be blasting and he wouldn’t give a single fuck about anything.

JEON WONWOO

𓆩♡𓆪 a very patient teacher, would recommend 10/10. Explains everything like a pro (is he an idol or a F1 driver). He would be kind of strict though, but just because he wants to properly teach you how to drive and not harm yourself and others in the process.

LEE JIHOON

𓆩♡𓆪 sorry bae, not this time <3

XU MINGHAO

𓆩♡𓆪 takes the job very seriously. Explains everything from the basics about the car itself, but for some reason forgets to teach you the signs. So anytime you ask about a sign, he panics and tells you to just drive faster. As long as you don’t crash into anyone, it’s all good.

KIM MINGYU

𓆩♡𓆪 alongside Wonwoo, the best teacher you could have ever asked for. We know that he taught Chan how to drive, so he would have no problem teaching you how to drive as well. I don’t think I can say anything more about him, except for that I wish he was my driving instructor (mine was more like Seungcheol, it was not live, laugh, love).

LEE SEOKMIN

𓆩♡𓆪 for some reason he makes you drive very slowly, so you’re more rolling down the street than driving. A kid literally passed you on their scooter. Also, he’d focus too much on the nice view and forget that you technically can’t drive (you almost hit an old lady on the zebra crossing).

BOO SEUNGKWAN

𓆩♡𓆪 oh no. no. just no. It’s not that he is a bad teacher, he is just too scared. He doesn’t trust himself enough. He’d be clutching the grab handle above the door and his eyes would be closed at all times. He’d just tell you to drive forward and that would be it.

CHWE VERNON

𓆩♡𓆪 chaotic, but very chill at the same time. He’d mostly be like: you do you boo. You’d have a lot of fun, that’s for sure. If you ever passed the speed limit, he’d be like “yo bro, that’s crazy”.

LEE CHAN

𓆩♡𓆪 another great teacher. Might be a bit scared, because he isn’t that experienced himself, but he does his best. His driving lessons would be very safe and he’d make sure that you felt safe and confident behind the wheel.

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joshsbimbo · 2 months

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bento box

part one ♡ part two

dedicated to @luverstream

pairings: stalker! mike schmidt x victim! reader

warnings: mike’s a weirdo and a creep wth is he doing here? he doesn’t belong here, mentions of pregnancy, it gets kinda cringey at times bc i’m silly, he jacks off, idk LOL

a/n: sup ladies i hope u likey

♡ when mike came home, all he could think about was you. of course, you're all he thinks about, but he finally felt your lips on his cheek. your lips.

♡ even after jacking off in the mall bathroom, his cock stayed hard. his face flushed from not being able to stop thinking about your praise and lips. he left work early, complaining about how "sick" he felt to his boss. poor mikey, such a lovesick boy. he pathetically thrusted into the mattress, still in his uniform. excess amounts of precum leaked out of his pretty tip and went through his boxers, leaving a wet spot in his khakis.

♡ "please... hmm... such pretty lips," he whimpered into his pillow as he enjoyed the friction, flipping over to desperately trying to pull up a picture of you on your laptop. palming himself with one hand while the other tried to enter your password, tears pricking from the corner of his eyes from how painful his cock felt.

♡ as soon as he unlocked your laptop, the picture he was looking at earlier was still up. your mouth open, tongue poking out, cum in and around your mouth, your eyes half-opened, and tears trickling down your pretty cheeks. his heart skipped a beat as he came, panting heavily as he gripped his pillows. "fuck, need your lips again," he thought before getting up to clean himself.

♡ his morning was way better than usual. he happily ate his breakfast and scrolled through your laptop, instagram, tumblr... learning more about your sick, pretty head.

♡ ding!

♡ “‘her: you better bring something for him hehehe.’” his heart fluttered. could this be about him? he clicked on the notification.

you: heyyy bae, i just got back from the mall, and guess what?

her: WHATTT? :3

you: ok, ok, so i went to the mall and earrings were in my bag?!? WHICH I SWEAR I DIDNGT PUT IN THERE

her: ok...

you: STFU ANYWAYYYY!!! the alarm went off and this ASSHOLE accused me of stealing and i think he was gonna call the cops but then this CUTESTSTTS guy ever in the world saved me from him :000

i think i'm crushing.

her: did you get his number omg INDJNDJNAKJD

you: hehrheh .,DIJNDIOIK he asked for mine!!!!

her: :0000 he likes youuuuuu

you: i know and i kissed him on the cheek and he was blushing????????? today imma go to the mall again and LOOK 4 HIM he's so cute 😭

her: u better bring something for him hehehe

you: ur so right wtf do i bring

her: :00000 you should bring him food!!!

you: YESYYEYS OK ok imma make something i love u

her: i love you too, bestie <3

♡ mike got up from his seat, mouth agape... you think he's cute? he ran to the bathroom and washed his face, shaved, trying to make himself look presentable. running his fingers through his curls, putting on lip balm, brushing his teeth for an extra long time, even flossing!! his dream girl actually likes him..

♡ he took out his uniform and ironed out the wrinkles, making sure everything was amazing. he wanted to look perfect for you. he put on cologne before leaving for work.

♡ you excitedly held a bento box. inside was homemade fried rice, salad, and a cupcake. peeking around the mall, you find mike sitting at the food court. he was on his phone, checking your location and wondering why he hadn't seen you yet. he put his phone away in frustration before looking up and meeting your eyes, a blush crept on your cheek. he must think you're a creep! staring at him from afar…

♡ "hey, mikey! i was hoping to bump into you..." you shyly make your way to his table, sitting in front of him. how the fuck is he making you nervous? you've met actual scary men, and this is who's making you avoid eye contact? blushing?!?! who does this man think he is?

♡ "i didn't expect to see you so soon, y/n," mike smiled, and god was he beautiful. you were so mesmerized by how pretty he looked that you didn't notice him saying your name despite not giving it to him.

♡ "hmmm, i just wanted to say thank you for yesterday." you pushed the bento box closer to him. "i made you lunch... i'm sorry if you don't like it, i just didn't know what you liked, and i-"

♡ "thank you. genuinely," he cuts you off, practically killing you with his perfect smile. "it's my fault, i should've texted you, don't worry." his words felt so comforting to you. he knew how all the men treated you before, but he’s different. he knows everything you like, how you want to be treated, your love language, how fragile you are..

♡ he started unwrapping the bow, his heart thumping so loud, trying so hard not to shake, feeling his face warm up as he tried not to seem like a loser. the poor boy was so busy after you left, collapsing into bed as soon as he came home beforejackingofftoyou. by the time it was morning, he had no idea what to text you. ‘sorry it was a busy day’??? ‘i love you and i wish we could be together 24/7’ too creepy!

♡ "n-no!" you cough, feeling embarrassed for stuttering, "don't be sorry, you literally saved me from going to jail."

♡ “jail? probably a warning at most!” he chuckled softly. the conversation went back and forth for a while… they tried so desperately to put the blame on themselves.

♡ "ok! shut up and eat your food, mr. security man!" you teased him while smiling, and he felt like he died. he yearned for this for months, and he finally felt it. the butterflies in his stomach turning into hawks, the chance of becoming your lover becoming even more realistic.

♡ "ok, ok, ok!" he opened the box and gasped, "is this really for me?" he looked into your eyes with an appreciative smile.

♡ "yes, silly!" you giggled as you picked up his spoon, scooping some rice into his mouth excitedly. it didn’t even fully go down his throat before you asked, "do you like it?!"

♡ smiling as he swallowed, loving how eager you were to please him.. he felt so grateful for this moment. “of course i do. thank you again, seriously.” as his lunch continued, he kept offering you bites. you kept refusing but when he got to the cupcake, he split it and forced it into your hand. as you two ate, you guys talked and got to know more about each other. well, you got to know more about mike. mike already knew almost everything about you, silly!

♡ "hold on, stay still..." he wiped the side of your mouth with his thumb, taking a crumb off your face.

♡ you weren't used to this type of intimacy. usually, guys would've already tried to sneak their hand up your skirt, but he actually cared about you. he listened, showed compassion when you told him stories about your life, waited for your approval before touching you... "i could've gotten a napkin!" you squeaked as you covered your mouth in embarrassment.

♡ "so? it would've been easier for me to do it instead of you blindly cleaning your face, dummy.” his genuine smile. the crinkles beside his eyes. the shine in his white teeth. his rosy cheeks. his stubble. you felt like there was a frog in your throat, having no idea how to respond because you were in such a gaze.

♡ his smile disappeared and was replaced with a concerned look, “are you okay?”

♡ “yeah!” you eat the rest of the cupcake awkwardly, “you know, i have more at my place i made, like.. 12 of them..”

♡ “oh, really?” he smiles teasingly, knowing what’s coming next.

♡ “mhm, do you maybe.. wanna-”

♡ “yes. when?”

♡ “right now.”

♡ as you two walked out of the mall, he quickly texted his boss telling him he was sick again. there must be a virus going around... a loveeeeee virus!

♡ he shut the door and barely had time to turn back to you before you pulled him into a kiss, he moaned as he tasted your cherry flavored lip gloss. his hands held onto your waist, his stubble giving the best burn against your cheek, his tongue slipping in and tasting more of you.

♡ you led him to your bedroom, holding yourself up on your bed with your elbows as he took off his shirt, his warmth surrounding you again as he laid on you before-

♡ “wait- stop- i’m sorry..” you covered yourself with your blanket, and he moved to the edge of your bed. reminding yourself that you were pregnant… and that you actually liked mike. he wasn’t like anyone you’ve ever met.

♡ “are you okay? i’m sorry if i hurt you-”

♡ “no no, it’s not your fault, i just..” you buried your face into your hands, “i really like you. usually.. guys would get annoyed at me but you asked if i was okay! and you were so sweet to me at the mall..”

♡ “i mean this in the nicest way possible, you have the lowest standards.”

♡ “shut up!” you threw your teddy bear at him. it was so hard for you two to get comfortable with other people, but it felt so natural right now. like this wasn’t the second time you ever talked to him. he knew exactly what to say and do to make your palms sweat.

♡ “i really like you as well,” he admitted, his cheeks becoming flushed. he LOVED you, but he didn’t want to scare you off...

♡ you leaned in and kissed where the teddy bear hit, his forehead. he could smell your perfume, which made his pretty brain fuzzy. he pulled you into a hug and inhaled the scent of your shampoo, loving everything about you. his arms felt like home. his musk and cologne felt like home. he felt like home. you felt crazy even for thinking he’s so pretty from only knowing him for a day, but it’s true. you were already addicted, but he’s been addicted to you for six months already..

♡ “we can count this as our first date..” you mumbled into his arms, smiling contently as you looked up at him.

♡ “no. i’m taking you on a proper date!” he looked into your eyes. “ will.. you go on a date with me?”

♡ “yes, dummy!”

♡ when he left later in the day, you texted your best friend..

you: i think he’s the one 💗

her: huh?? wtf did i miss

♡ you tell her everything that happened.

her: that’s like the bare minimum LOL i think he’s a maybe.

you: ugh u don’t like anyone thokjdniufniue

her: and rightfully so!! all the men u date r losers…..

you: he’s a cute loser….

her: like the others, right?? 🙄

you: WHATEVER im going on that date with him <333

♡ you swiped off insta and texted mike all night, planning your date for tomorrow!!

a/n: haiii!! this is longer cuz i felt bad for part 2 being lame! gimme date ideas!

#mike schmidt #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x reader smut #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson fanfic #josh hutcherson x reader

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princessbrunette · 3 months

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anal w/ jj 🫠 i just KNOW he gets nasty with it

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he’s more nervous than you, one hundred percent. he’s never done it before! the idea that his sweet girl actually is letting someone like him near that hole in the first place is something he’s still trying to wrap his head around.

he gets you used to it first, and gets himself used to it. he’s kneeling over the backs of your thighs as you lay face down on the bed, doing everything in his power to soothe the both of your nerves. he’s rock hard, like tip drooling, balls pulsing level hard — but he’s totally ignoring it to focus on you first— squishing your ass cheeks together in his big rough hands before working up the courage to start to rub your asshole in circles with his thumb— lubed up and ready. you’re so horny you feel like someone’s taken your brain out and replaced it backwards, because all you can do is whimper and spread your legs, pressing your leaking cunt into the spongey mattress.

“you know i don’t… i don’t know if it’s gonna fit, bae.” he blinks, thumb slowly sinking inside. you groan, a whiney guttural noise that he hasn’t managed to unlock until this moment. “eeeeasy there.”

“make it fit, jayj.” you sigh out all in one breath and like his brain is pavlov’d to the words, he starts to yank his boxers down, freeing his cock.

“famous last words.” he teases, easing his thumb out and lining his sticky tip up with your tighter hole. “you’re sure you wanna do this? i’m still all good to back out and destroy this pussy all the same, i’m just sayin’.”

“please, want it in my…” the words were too vulgar. you’ve begged for his cock time and time again, but this? this you wasn’t sure if you could verbalise. there’s a shift in atmosphere through the short silence, and jj smears his precum all over your hole.

“want it where, exactly? just so ‘m certain.” you hear the slight smirk in his tone and you shudder, writhing just a little to smush your clit more against the bed.

“in my ass, jj.” you mewl shyly, and despite you facing away from him he grins and nods slowly, looking up at the ceiling like he just couldn’t believe his luck.

“well when you put it like that…” he teases, slowly pressing inside. your brow knits instantly, jaw dropping as you push yourself up a little with a nervous whine. “hey, hey, hey. down girl. juuuust relax, lemme get it all in.” he locks in, pushing past his mushroom tip until he’s sunk all the way inside. you cling around him even tighter, which he didn’t think was possible. it’s an entirely new feeling for you too, taking a moment to get used to it.

“okay. we’re buried, baby. how’s it feel?” he’s panting a little despite barely moving— the feeling of you clamped around him almost too much.

“feels weird.” you whimper unsurely and his hand finds yours on the bed momentarily, wrapping a pinky around where your finger lies.

“good weird…? or like ‘please take it out and never speak of this again’ weird.” he ponders nervously, not wanting to hurt you.

“g—good… i feel full…” you explain, leg sliding up into a cocked up position on the mattress. “i like being full of you jj.” you whisper and he winces, pulsing inside you.

“well that’s good.” he breathes before gently leaning down, wrapping his arms around your body where you lay on your front. one arm is around your ribs, cradling you a little more against him and the other hand stuffs itself between your legs, finding your clit and started to rub as he slides back out, starting to thrust.

you moan, loud and abruptly and he speeds up just a fraction, testing the waters. “atta girl, you like that?”

as the two of you gain confidence in the activity, it’s not long before he’s back to his nasty old self — gripping your ass cheek with one hand and continuing to rub your clit with the other. “you sweet, sweet angel. letting your old jayj take this ass apart— that’s real fuckin’ generous baby. never pinned you for a little anal princess but here we are.” he breathes heavily and you can tell he’s close, as are you.

“would let you have any hole, jayj.” you mewl, the stretch painful at the speed he’s going but the pleasure strong enough to make you power through.

“yeah? don’t think there’s many caves left to explore babydoll but i appreciate the sentiment.” he jokes making you whine in embarrassment at your brainless dirty talk attempt. he thinks it’s sweet and leans forward, smushing kisses to your cheeks. “m’playing with you cutie. gonna be a good girl n’ let me cum in this pretty ass?” he lilts his voice to be softer, more convincing — and of course, you’d never turn down such a glorious offer.

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#anon #jj maybank prompt

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kirqro · 3 days

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ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི’ Streamer!Ellie

warnings || none !!

lower case intended

{ I LOVE streamer els :’( }

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✮ streamer!ellie ' who's set up is either a really shitty web cam or top tier. Either way she def takes pride in it !

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✮ streamer!ellie ' who watches shitty reality tv shows on stream and her reactions to the scenes def had a part of her blowing up.

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✮ streamer!ellie ' was really insecure when she was just starting out streaming , like poor baby would tape up her camera up in fear it would randomly turn on ;((

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✮ streamer!ellie ' who after hitting a milestone finally did a face reveal and was shaking in her boots.

She was just yapping to yap lwky.. because of how nervous she is

"So chat are we perhaps rocking with my outfit !"

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✮ streamer!ellie ' who fucks around with her soundboard way to much ..

like baby be pushing buttons at the wrong time

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✮ streamer!ellie ' who be fighting with her viewers sometimes..

'@elliesbigfatlefttoe - Ellie why can I SEE your armpit hair peaking out bae..'

SHE SNAPS BACK SOO QUICK

"BIG FAT WHAT? .. The fuck come bite it off for me then weirdo"

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✮ streamer!ellie ' who plays a variety of games from Minecraft , Valorant , Roblox , Fortnite [ she gets called dog water by random 10 year olds.. (╥﹏╥) ] a bunch of random horror games and some rpg games.

She also does chill talking streams & random reaction videos.

LMAO SHE DEF READS FANFICS ABT HERSELFF

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✮ streamer!ellie ' who EATS on fashion famous

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✮ streamer!ellie ' gets herself into random ass twitter beef and just takes all the roast she gets by 10 year old arianators..

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✮ streamer!ellie ' is really just a big loser

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✮ streamer gf!ellie ' who after she blew up needed to introduce you to her stream , or at least make it known shes MARRIED.

ellie randomly drops the gf bomb on everyone on a random thursday stream outta no where..

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It was a pretty chill just chatting stream

when ellie started to give her viewers a ring tour. the pads of her fingers brushed against a certain ring on her left hand . a smirk could be seen adoring ellie's face while she slipped it off and tried to be a lil beauty guru showing the ring off.

up close in action shots as she called it..

"It's a promise ring with the wifey you know !" she said with pride forming inside her chest and a smile falling on her face.

Tik tok and wlw twitter sighed that day..

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✮ streamer gf!ellie ' who soft launches you and your identity.

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✮ streamer gf!ellie ' who loves when you sit in her streaming room with her ! although she tends to get a bit shy knowing your presence is there

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✮ streamer gf!ellie ' who talks the most shit with you about petty drama in her community ..

"babe you'll never guess who got cancelled .."

before you could even open up your lips to ask her what happened she cut you off in an instant

"bro that dyke abigail , her ex came forward saying she gave her fucking chlamydia.. goodness dirty ass bitch"

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✮ streamer gf!ellie ' who loves the way you love her. she can't ever seem to really wrap her mind around the fact that you've really stuck around with her for this long!

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✮ streamer gf!ellie ' who is wife !!

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Hii bbys I acc had sm fun writing this ! soo again maybe part two ?

Again requests are wide open so pls send some !!

ILYSMM and TYSM for reading !! (∩˃o˂∩)♡

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daily click for Palestine !!

from the river to the sea Palestine WILL be free!! 🍉

#streamer!ellie #Ellie fluff #ellie x fem reader #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #tlou #ellie williams #TLOU fluff #last of us fic #»-♡→ ‘ Cupid yaps #abby x reader #abby fluff #i love youu

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instant-delusions · 5 months

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heyyy melina, uau youre have such a pretty name :)

can you write me a fluffy one shot about how soft is wake up next to Leo? see the light leaking through the curtain, feel the heat that naturally emanates from him and how It's satisfying to see his face when he's just woken up

ty bae 🐭

OMG I love this req sm !! 😭 AND THANK U FOR COMPLIMENTING MY NAME !! AHHH!! also I hit 200 followers. I love u guys, thank u ♡

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ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɢᴀʟᴏʀᴇ (ʟᴇᴏ ᴠᴀʟᴅᴇᴢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

cw: established relationship, pure fluff

a/n: enjoy my leo brainrot ♡

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it's november, autumn melted into winter - the days were shorter, leaves in reddish color decorate the streets, and people snuggled into their scarves to escape the cold. the demigods in camp half blood walked around with cups filled with hot chocolate or steaming coffee.

it was an extraordinarily quiet evening. most of the campers left to celebrate thanksgiving with their families, which left you and leo alone in hephaestus cabin. your boyfriend was hunched over a box, trying to find the beamer he tinkered not too long ago, "I swear to gods, I'll cry if we can't watch adventure time today-" you giggled and stood up to help him.

you watched adventure time all night long, laughing and sobbing, relating to the emotions and happenings riddled throughout the show - until you fell asleep. leos arm was squeezed around your waist, and your legs were tangled together. with your face snuggled in the space between his neck and shoulder, you heaved in a deep breath until your lungs were filled with him only. your insides were painted with sunshine and orange blossoms.

once the morning trickled inside the room and your lids flickered, slowly waking up, you caught a glance of your lover in front of you. a feeling mixed between giddy butterflies and absolute peace filled you, and completely unaware, your hand lifted to his hair, brushing through the soft locks. silently, you studied his face lightened by the coldish sunlight through the window. there was a mole under his left eye and one under his lips, a scar on his eyebrow that you trailed with your finger. his skin was paler than in the summer, but his dark circles under his eyes were gone. another scar went from his jawline down his neck. you rested your arm over his shoulder, drawing circles on his upper back, thinking about all the mornings in the future that'll be just like this. a smile started to form on your face.

"I love you so much," you promised, knowing that, although he was sleeping, his soul said it back.

#leo valdez x reader oneshot #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez x reader fluff #leo valdez #heroes of olympus leo #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus leo valdez #leonidas valdez #help me girl im hyperfixating

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thegardenofbae · 2 months

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The headscarf + sunglasses combo remains an iconic look ✨

#the garden of bae #♡ bae the insider #black femininity #black girls in luxury #black women in luxury #black women in leisure #black girl luxury #high class #personal style

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zegrasdrysdale · 5 months

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Hey bae I have another request for Jamie. Reader goes home for thanksgiving and Jamie wasn’t able to go with her. Long story short he ends up surprising her at her family home, and proposes

[ your last name ] j. drysdale

paring : Jamie Drysdale x fem!reader

summary : Jamie surprises (Y/N) for Thanksgiving, in more ways than one

warning(s) : none :)

author’s note : happy thanksgiving my loves ! grateful for every single one of you ! don't forget to fill out this form if you want to be added to the taglist !

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Thanksgiving this year feels different because Jamie isn’t coming with her to dinner at her parents’ house.

Jamie said that his family wanted to see him so he flew home to see them two days ago. He didn’t know if he would be back in time to go to Philly with her for dinner. They've been together for four year now and this is the first Thanksgiving since they started dating that he won't be with her for dinner.

He told her to go without him because it's one of the only times during the year that she gets to see her parents, her siblings, her in-laws, and her nieces and nephews. She wishes that Jamie could've come with her but she understands that he can't be with her this year.

(Y/N) loves her family, but every year they ask her when Jamie is going to marry her. Especially after the second year she brought him with her. This year, she gets to face those questions all by herself.

She Ubers from Philadelphia International to the Fishtown section of Philadelphia when she flies in the morning of Thanksgiving. She's staying only one night so she has a duffel bag with her.

Traffic on 95 is insane, which is understandable considering people are traveling. It takes her nearly an hour to get from the airport to her parents' house. She's texting back and forth with Jamie the entire time to make the ride go faster.

jd ♡ - 10:23 am i know. i wish i could've come with you too. tell everyone i say hi and that i wish i could've been there. i'll see you when we both get back to anaheim, okay?

i love you

She writes back an "I love you too" as the Uber pulls up to the house.

There are already a bunch of cars parked in the driveway and up the street. Some she recognizes and some she doesn't.

(Y/N) thanks the driver as she gets out with her bag. He drives off to pick up another person and she stands outside of the house with her bag over her shoulder. She sighs and walks up to the front door.

Footsteps sound on the other side of the door after she knocks. Her mother stands in front of her when the door swings open.

"(Y/N)!" she exclaims as she throws her hands around her daughter. "My youngest baby. Come on in. Everyone is already here. They're all very excited to see you."

Almost on cue, her oldest niece comes running to the door. "Aunt (Y/N)!" she yells as she wraps herself around (Y/N)'s waist. She looks around her body. "Where's Uncle Jamie? Is he coming?"

She frowns and shakes her head. "Not this year," she tells her niece. "He went to go see his family up in Canada this year. He sends all his love though and wishes he was here. He misses everyone."

"Okay," her niece sighs. "Can we call him later though? So we can say hi to him?"

"Of course we can," (Y/N) tells her. "Wanna help me unpack my things? You can get your cousins too and we can all go upstairs to my room to unpack."

Her eight-year-old niece happily nods and goes running back inside. She yells the names of all her cousins that are in the house. (Y/N)'s mom still stands beside her. "It's going to be weird without him here," she comments. "Will you see him tomorrow before his game?"

"I don't know," she admits. "I hope so. It feels like he's been gone for a while when it hasn't even been a week. It sucks when he isn't around but it's his job and he never gets to see his family so I get it, I guess."

"It sounds like it's starting to get to you," her mom tells her. "Him not being around a lot, I mean. Especially during the season."

"It doesn't matter if he isn't around a lot," (Y/N) sighs. "I love him and he loves hockey. Jamie and hockey come as a package deal, and I knew that going in. Sometimes I just miss him, especially around the holidays."

(Y/N)'s mom rubs her arm. "It'll be okay," she says. "Go get settled. I'm going to start making the cake soon and I know you like helping with that."

Her heart falls into her stomach. She and Jamie always make and bake the cake when they get to her parents' house. It's the reason they fly in extra early on Thanksgiving.

Without another word, (Y/N) heads upstairs to her bedroom.

Over the years as she's grown up, her parents have updated the furniture in her room but have kept the same decorations. The bed got bigger right before she moved to California for college. They got her a bigger vanity while she was in high school because she decided to wear makeup starting in her junior year.

She adds a few pictures to her wall collection every time she comes home. Mostly of her and Jamie, but her and her California friends and her and her friends from home are all over the board too.

This year she adds two pictures of her and Jamie on their four year anniversary. They went on a little vacation together to celebrate since it was during the offseason. She took a lot of pictures but the selfie she took of Jamie kissing her cheek and the selfie of Jamie kissing her make it onto the wall. She smiles a sad smile and wishes he was here to watch her put the pictures up.

As she's unpacking the toiletries she brough with her, a child's voice downstairs yells, "Uncle Jamie!"

His name immediately catches her attention.

(Y/N) drops her hairbrush after the shock wears off and runs out of the room. She nearly slips down the wooden stairs to get to Jamie.

When she turns into the hallway that leads to the foyer and front door, she sees Jamie in a black Ducks hoodie and grey sweatpants. A suitcase sits at his side and he's bent down as he hugs the children that went to the door to greet him.

He has the biggest smile on his faces as he says hello. She can't help but smile behind her hands, which she brought up when she saw that he was here. Her eyes burn with tears that threaten to fall at any given moment.

"You're here!" (Y/N)'s oldest niece says. "Aunt (Y/N) said you weren't going to be here."

Jamie glances up at her and replies, "I wanted to surprise her. Can I go say hi to Aunt (Y/N)?"

Her niece nods and all of the kids back away. Jamie stands up and walks over to (Y/N).

The tears fall when Jamie wraps his arms around her neck. She buries his face into his chest and lets out a quiet sob. (Y/N) wraps her arms around his torso. "I didn't think you were going to be here," she tells him. "I thought you were still in Canada with your family and I wouldn't see you until tomorrow when I got back into Anaheim."

"I'm here, baby," Jamie says into her hair. "I'm always here."

She looks up at her boyfriend and smiles. Jamie uses his thumbs to wipe away her tears and dry her cheeks. "Sorry I'm such a mess," she says. "It's been a few days since I've seen you and I've really missed you."

Jamie presses a long kiss to her forehead. "I've missed you too," he mumbles. "Let's go make that cake, yeah? You think I'd miss out on doing that with you?"

She laughs and walks into the kitchen with Jamie. Their fingers are laced together when they walk into the room. Her mom is standing with her back to them with all the ingredients on the island counter and says, "(Y/N), did you want to make vanilla or choco- Jamie! I didn't know you were coming."

"I wanted it to be a surprise," Jamie says as he wraps an arm around (Y/N)'s shoulders. "We can take over baking the cake, if you don't mind."

Her mom smiles at the two of them before nodding. "Not at all," she says. "I know this is the thing the two of you like to do together so I'll keep the kids busy so you can bake away."

Without another word, (Y/N)'s mother leaves the room with a smile on her face. "Let's give Aunt (Y/N) and Uncle Jamie some time alone since it's been a while since they've seen each other," she says to probably the kids.

(Y/N) goes over to the counter where the cake ingredients are lined up and looks over them to make sure everything they need is ready to go. She's making a note of everything they have when Jamie comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist.

"Missed you," Jamie mumbles against the swell of her ear. "My family asked about you the entire time I was with them. I told them that you send your love and that we'd visit them over the All Star break in a few weeks."

She smiles when he begins to press soft kisses to her jaw. "I do miss mama Drysdale," she tells him as she leans back against him. "I can't wait to go see your family."

Jamie lets out a light laugh. "Let's get this cake done so I can go get a shower and get ready for dinner," he says. "I don't think your family would be very happy if I sat down at the dining room table for dinner tonight smelling like airport and dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants."

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The (L/N) family sits down at the dinner table a little before six that night. (Y/N) sits between her older brother and Jamie, who has since changed into a button-up shirt and one of his suit bottoms that he'd wear as part of his arrival suits. She's wearing a short black wrap dress with a pair of matching heels.

The thing about (Y/N)'s family is that there are a lot of them.

(Y/N)'s parents had four kids, and she is the youngest at 22. Between her three older siblings, they have eight kids and three spouses together so there are nearly 20 people at the table.

There is also a lot of food because of how people there are. The cake that she and Jamie baked is sitting in the kitchen and even that is big because of how many people there are in the house at the moment.

They say grace before they start passing bowls and plates around the table so everyone can grab a serving.

The kids all sit at one end of the table while the adults sit at the other end. (Y/N)'s mom sits at the head of the table since she was the one that mostly cooked. She helped a bit when Jamie was showering and changing.

Jamie takes a bite of the turkey and groans. "Mrs. (L/N), the turkey is amazing like always," he tells her when he swallows his bite. "Thank you for cooking."

"You say the same thing every year, Jamie," her mom laughs. "But thank you."

She looks over at Jamie as she chews her bite of stuffing, who shoots her mom a smile. "I mean it every year," he replies. "It's really good."

(Y/N)'s siblings and their partners nod in agreement. She just smiles and takes a bite of her turkey then a sip of her wine.

Small conversations break out as the food begins to disappear from the plates and bowls. (Y/N) treats herself to several servings of the stuffing and mashed potatoes. The kids eat up all the mac and cheese that was made specifically for them. A couple of them even dabble in the turkey.

Jamie is laughing at something (Y/N) said when her mother decides to ask the looming question that is always asked at Thanksgiving.

"So, Jamie," she begins to say. "Have you put any thoughts into putting a ring on my daughter's finger?"

Her eyes widen and she scolds, "Mom! If Jamie is going to propose to me, he'll do it on his own time. I'm 22, he's 21. There is still so much time for us to get married."

Mrs. (L/N) blinks at the two of them and says, "You've been together for over four years, (Y/N). You live together and travel together when you can. He traveled probably overnight to surprise you at your family home for Thanksgiving. If you're going to spend the rest of your lives together then you should know by now, shouldn't you?"

(Y/N) opens her mouth to say something when Jamie puts a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, (Y/N)," he tells her before turning his attention to her mom. "You'll be the first one to know when I do put a ring on your daughter's finger, Mrs. (L/N). We promise."

She seems content with that answer so she goes back to eating what is on her plate. (Y/N) lets out a soft sigh before she takes a bite of her mashed potatoes.

"Actually, I do have something for you, (Y/N)," Jamie says after a quiet moment. It gets the attention of everyone at the table. "I mean, as long as you don't mind if I gave it to you right now."

A surprised (Y/N) swallows her bite and nods. "Depends on what it is," she tells him.

He smiles and says, "It's actually why I was a little late today. I wanted to be here before you got here but I had to go pick it up so ..." He digs in his pocket for the gift he has for her.

Her jaw drops when she sees a little velvet black box in the palm of his hand. There are several gasps from around the table and the smile on Jamie's lips grows when he sees what must be shock on (Y/N)'s face.

"Jamie, what are you doing?"

He slides down off his chair onto one knee beside her. "Putting a ring on your finger," he tells her. "(Y/N), you have accepted every part of me and my chaotic life, including me being on the road for over half the year because of hockey. I know it's rough but you have loved me through every single second. Nothing. including distance, can get in our way. I want that for the rest of my life, and I hope you want too. I want to love you every single day until I die. So, (Y/N) (L/N), will you do me the biggest honor and marry me?"

The box is pulled open and a beautiful diamond ring sits in the center of it. A hand flies to her mouth and tears prick her eyes. Her eyes don't leave a kneeling Jamie Drysdale.

She can't believe this is happening. She thought she was years away from a proposal, yet here she is. Jamie is on one knee in front of her entire family with a ring in his hand.

It is rough loving Jamie when he's so far away, but knowing she is the one he comes home to makes it a little easier. She loves that he has included her in his hockey life, and even gets her to a handful of away games every year. He doesn't try to separate her and hockey like she know a bunch of players try to do.

With tears rolling down her face, she moves her hand and says, "Yes. I will marry you, Jamie."

The entire room breaks out in celebration. Jamie takes the ring out of the box and slides it onto her left ring finger. She looks at it for a second before she cups his jaw and presses a long kiss to his lips. He breaks it and wraps his arms around her waist.

(Y/N) looks at her mother, who is holding her father's hand and crying. There are smiles all around the table as she pulls back from the hug.

"I was very worried you were going to say no," Jamie admits. "I know I'm away a lot and I hate that I'm away from you all the time but coming home to my fiancée after a roadie sounded really nice."

She smiles and runs her fingers through his hair. "Wearing my fiancé's last name on my back while he's on the ice sounds really nice," she tells him.

"It's going to eventually be your last name," he replies. "That's kind of hot."

She laughs and kisses him one more time before everyone begins to hug the two of them and congratulate them on their engagement.

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seungily · 10 months

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can i make a request, since enhypen hates doing a dishes can u make a story where jungwon does the dishes for their significant others cause they ask him and he does it willingly and enhypen is like shocked that he is doing the dishes and teases him for being whipped for his significant other

♡𓂃 anything for you YJW

author’s note: THIS IS SMTH SO DIFFERENT AND I ENJOYED WRITING THIS SM <3 thank you for requesting !!

the boys were coming over to your and jungwon’s apartment, it wasn’t the first time since the guys would have movie nights weekly or monthly is they had work to do. today however you decided to show your amazing baking skills to the boys!

you already had prepared all the snacks the night before and were just checking on your cookies in the oven. someone suddenly backhugs you causing you to flinch but you soon relax in the familiar scent.

“love you dont have to do this y’know? they dont deserve so much love and efforts from you” he was worried ofc since he never saw you being this productive (pLS)

“bae this is the least i can do for you and your friends, I just want them to feel welcomed and show off my baking skill!”

“..yeah i think i smell something burning”

soon they all came over and were pretty amazed by your cooking skills especially jay (lmASO) who loved the cookies that you almost burned because of jungwon (you later kickd him out the kitchen 🧍🏻‍♀️)

the movie night went well and the boys had dinner aswell. as soon as you walked into the kitchen you started feeling tired and extremely lazy. you slouched on the counter while getting ready to wash the dishes staring at the mess.

“love are you okay?” jungwon could see the drowsiness in your eyes and placed a kiss on your forehead “oh im fin-“

“how about i wash the dishes today and you relax?, you’ve been working since last night angel.” he said as he kissed your cheek gently. needless to say it was a sweet gesture and you were VERY flustered

“jungwon how come you never do the dishes at the dorm and now you like it” sunghoon yelled from the couch teasingly

“oh my our leader is whipped for his angel” niki joined in the teasing causing everyone including you to giggle while jungwon stood there blushing from ear to ear.

after getting pushed inside your room to rest, jungwon kicked out his members who were still teasing him about the sweet interaction and told him he was washing dishes in the dorm for the follwing week.

he finished the work while he joined you in bed, he pulled you close to him and felt you moving in your sleep. “sorry did i wake you up” you slowly shake your head a no under the blanket. god you were gonna be the death of him. “im so lucky to have you mydude”

“..yn why on earth are you calling me your dude”

“because youre mine :]”

“BUT THE DUDE-“

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shes2real · 2 months

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Bend Over ♡

Featuring 🌷: jey uso + female!reader

Warning ☁️: choking, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, mirror sex, backshots, daddy kink, tiny bit of breeding kink, 18+ Minors, please don't interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word Count 🌷: 649

Scenario ☁️: Jey sees your tramp stamp while you’re doing your makeup and he liked it a little too much.

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You were sitting in front of your pink vanity adding the finishing touches to your makeup. You were humming your favorite song, genuinely enjoying your time to yourself. When your favorite part of the song came on, your boyfriend, Jey walked in.

“Damn! Who you in here getting cute for?” He asked, licking his lips and bending down to kiss you.

He never failed to make you blush and even feel a little shy around him. You laughed softly at him, “My man,” before giving him a peck. He scrunched his face up expecting more than just a peck but he was cool with it because he knew he had you all to himself once you finished doing your makeup. As you finished, he watched you and loved taking in the ambiance. The Strawberry Poundcake candle that was lit, the music playing softly in the back, hell even the cluttered vanity was beautiful to him.

A sudden clash ruined his whole train of thought. The setting spray rolled onto the floor as you hurried to pick it up. He was so into you that he didn’t even notice that it fell, but what he did notice was the very noticeable tramp stamp on your lower back. His eyes darkened when he saw it, he’d never noticed it before. As you rose back up with the setting spray in hand, Jey stopped you with a smirk, “Stand up.” You stood up with a puzzled expression.

“Babe, what are you do-” Jey cut you off with a heavy-handed smack to your ass. “Bend that shit over..” When you didn’t bend over quickly enough, he applied pressure onto your back making you immediately arch it. More of your cosmetics fell onto the floor but he couldn't care less.

“Jey!?”

He hummed in response, admiring your tattoo. He licked his lips, “You makin’ me wanna fuck you,” With another smack to the ass that caused you to yelp. You watched him in the mirror as he pulled your boyshorts down, exposing your ass. He looked at you in the mirror, asking for permission. You watched as he pulled out his dick, already throbbing with need, Bracing yourself, gripping tightly onto the vanity’s edges.

As he slid inside of you, you let out a hiss. “F-fuck…” You whimpered, earning a smack to your sore, reddened ass, “Too pretty to be using words like that,’ Jey scolded. His thrusts were deep and his pace was starting to increase, causing your moans to become caught in your throat. “J-jeyy,” You whined out.

He watched how pretty your face was, smirking. “Yeah, mama? Feel good?” All you could do was nod. The more he thrust, the more your head fell. He gripped your throat and forced you to look into the mirror, You watched as your man dug you out, growing wetter as you admired his love face. His bottom lip was tucked behind his teeth and his eyes were closed. You could feel your orgasm was approaching and he could too, “Damn you squeezin’ me, bae. Tell daddy how his dick feels….”

“... so good Daddy!” You squealed as he deepened the arch and brushed against your spot. He chuckled, never slowing down his pace. He watched as your eyes rolled with a sadistic grin on his face, “Mhm, so good?”

He leaned down and whispered in your ear, “You make me wanna put a baby in you. Gon’ have my baby?” He groaned, his thrusts becoming sloppier. You nodded erratically as your legs grew weaker. You released all over him, leaving you seeing white as your shaky moans filled the room and Jey’s “mhms” in your ear. His strokes slowed before he stilled and coated your walls, Before you could collapse, he held you. “I gotchu’ baby girl,” He whispered in your ear. He placed a kiss on your cheek before carrying you into the bathroom.

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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷

#jey uso #wwe smut #jey uso smut #wwe imagines #drabble `♡´#jey uso fanfiction

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moots as songs

𓈒 ୭ৎ 🖇 — 𝒎oot games !

sorry i took a bit long bae :( </3

♡ @euncsace as always forever by cults ( you and me always forever, we could stay along together say you'll never be separate )

♡ @atrirose as salvatore by lana del rey ( i adore you, can't you see, you're meant for me? summer's hot but I've been cold without you )

♡ @leaderwon as white ferrari by frank ocean ( i care for you still and I will forever that was my part of the deal, honest we got so familiar )

♡ @voikiraz as you get me so high by the neighborhood ( we could be the greatest it doesn't matter if we're never rich or famous )

♡ @haknom as lover's rock by TV girl ( you like a pretty boy, with a pretty voice who's trying to sell u something )

♡ @hoonvrs as stargirl interlude by the weeknd and lana del rey ( and i shouldn't cry but i love it starboy, i just wanna see you shine cause i know you are a stargirl )

♡ @lilacnini as remember when by wallows ( do you remember when we felt like the only two alive? don't let me be one of the people that seek a lost romance )

♡ @copyhanni as good looking by suki waterhouse ( baby, I'm high octane, fever in a shock wave, my core vibrates in an opium haze )

♡ @weoris as pain by pinkpantheress ( i expected to see you on your morning run again i know i shouldn't be watching 'cause every time i feel the pain )

♡ @lheebra as washing machine heart by mitski ( toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart, baby bang it up inside )

♡ @bambisite as melting by kali uchis ( so you'll smile at everything i say you got some soft lips and some pearly whites )

♡ @isoobie as the perfect pair by beabadobee ( 'cause I would anyways we'd end up like always you know me, you better show me )

♡ @okwonyo as show me how by men i trust ( show me how you care, tell me how you loved before, show me how you smile )

♡ @wonifullove as stupid in love by max, huh yunjin ( let's get married in vegas, we don't need guest list i don't wanna think too much )

♡ @naespas as are you bored yet? by wallows, clairo ( 'cause we could stay at home or watch the sunset, but I can't help from askin', "are you bored yet?" )

♡ @rsmura as tek it by cafuné ( i watch the moon, let it run my mood, can't stop thinking of you )

♡ @yeokii as i must apologise by pink pantheress ( Your paranoia, it happens all the time, and that's 'cause lying's a big problem of mine )

♡ @sainns as dancing with your ghost by sasha sloan ( im still your girl, holding on too tight, head up in the clouds )

HELP i hope i didn't miss out any of my pookies 😔 if i did don't be sad bae, it's prolly becuz i dunno ur vibe yet as we don't interact much! SO TALK TO ME BAEEE :3

#` ` ౨ৎ 🗯 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 ⋆#— ( ✶ ) ◞ 𝓘nbox #` ` ��️ anons ⋆#— ( ✶ ) ◞ 𝓜oot 𝓛ovelies 👩🏻

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Valentine's Day ~ ♡

pov: it's valentine's day and you want your demon bae to do something special for you. You end up finding out everybody have their own unique way to express love ^^

Demon brothers x gender neutral reader (not proofread cause i barely had time to write this sorry ;u;)

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ෆ ━ Lucifer ━ ෆ

Lucifer forgot about it. Truth is, no one expected him to remember, not even you. With how much he has on his plate, you haven't expected a thing, but deep inside, you had hoped to wake up to even the smallest of gestures. Maybe a teddy bear holding a hand written card with words only Lucifer could muse waiting at the threshold of your door, or a bouquet of red roses tightly knit with a matching ribbon, hell, even just a 'happy Valentine's Day' text would suffice. And so - waking up to absolutely nothing, was just a tad bit disappointing, causing your day to begin with a frown.

"Good morning, dear." Lucifer greets as you head down to breakfast, it was his turn to arrange it and to everyone's surprise, he, for once, did not pass the responsibility onto someone else. A sheen of optimism appears in your eyes when you spot him serving food onto the plates, longing for any sort of acknowledgment, but it disappears just as fast when the realization seems to have not hit him yet. "Morning..." You mutter, shoulders slumped as you sit down at the table, Lucifer's siblings quickly appear, rushing towards it as well.

The rest of the day continues just like any other, but the feeling of frustration doesn't leave you. Mentally preparing yourself for a possible argument, you decide to enter Lucifer's office and give him a piece of your mind. However, as you part the door open ━ without any prior knocking, if you may ━ you fail to recognize the interior. The regular desk and chair are missing, and instead, the floor is covered in petals with a picnic cloth spread in the middle of the room, on top of it lays a variety of devildom- and human world delicacies.

"Right on time." Lucifer turns to you with a smirk, sprawled on the mat underneath him. "You must have thought I've forgotten, hm? Didn't you?" Gesturing you to join him, the pleased smile can't be wiped off his face. Perhaps you have misjudged Lucifer's constant need to get on your nerves, as a way of showing love, of course.

"Happy valentine's day, darling."

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ෆ ━ Mammon ━ ෆ

Since it's your first Valentine's Day together, everything has to be foolproof━ if it isn't perfect, it's unacceptable. Mammon is acting slick and composed, but inside he's truly losing it, anxiey chewing away at him. What if his presents are not up to your standards? What if something goes wrong? What if you're allergic to the flowers he brought from the human world? What if━

"Happy Valentine's Day!" You cut his train of thoughts, nudging a heart shaped box onto his lap. Mammon panics, puzzled as to what you are doing home so early and why you are giving him a present, when he's assured that role is assigned to him. "What is that?!" He nearly shouts, causing you to tilt your head in confusion. "It's my gift for you! I wasn't sure what to get, so I made these chocolates as a token of my appreciation." You fidget with the collar of your shirt as you explain. Is he unhappy about it?

"I mean- why are ya giving me a present? A-Are we valentines or something? Psh..." Mammon clears his throat, clutching onto the box in his lap. "Y-You didn't even ask me to be your valentine, or anything... So, what are ya doing giving me presents, huh?" He looks away, muttering the words with a quiet voice.

"Will you be my valentine, then?" You smile sweetly, in a way that makes Mammon feel like his heart is about to burst out of his chest. He wasn't sure what he had expected you to do when he said that, but he definitely did not foresee such a direct, heartthrobing response. "Took ya long enough..." He spouts nonchalantly, but his heated cheeks frame his true feelings right away, making you chuckle at his adorable reaction, and earn a glare from him while you do.

"I have one more present." You declare, the demon slowly losing all hopes to impress you, but at this point he is plainly going along with it, giving into being spoiled by his loved one. Your next move catches him off guard as you lean in to press your lips against his, playfully pulling away right when he melts into your kiss. "Well, what about you? Did you get me anything?" You inquire mischievously, his hand already positioned in a way to pull you back to him.

Mammon smirks, it's finally his turn to play.

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ෆ ━ Leviathan ━ ෆ

Oh no━ it's valentine's day. Leviathan is clueless about what he should do, he wants to give you the world, he really does, but how to do it in an appropriate way? His mind is suddenly blank. How come his collection of shoujo anime and manga never prepared him for this day? Perhaps he should've tuned in on the latest romance series? Or maybe he should purchase some otome games━ that's it, he's good with games! What if he just treats this as a game? Oh- well, now, that's easy. It's all coming together.

"I got it!" Leviathan cheers, and then rushes to shush himself as his best ideas strike him at the dead of the night. He quickly gets to work, receiving a couple of questionable stares from a moonstruck Belphegor on his way to grab his in between naps meal, while he frantically snips papers. It is way past sunrise when he finally finishes his craft, but the result is better than he expected - it's too bad that his drowsy self ends up sleeping almost the entire day away, completely forgetting to alert you about his gift.

"There are still two hours left for Valentine's Day, I can still make it." He encourages himself after a light panic attack, and makes a mental note to start earlier on his gift for next year. Marching to your room, he shakes awake your sleepy frame, practically yelling out in desperation. "I am SO sorry!! I swear I didn't forget- I just had a late realization, and well- maybe I did forget, for a moment! But I remembered before it really was va- oh god, please just follow me to my room? It will be a lot easier to just show you." He breathes out after his rant, tugging at your shirt as you only nod in return, unsure of what to make of this jumble of words.

However, once you enter his room you begin to understand, looking around in awe at the completely different setting. "Wow... did you do all that?" You gasp, realizing the amount of work he must have put into it knocked him cold until a few moments ago. "Yes! Well, I was trying to think what to gift you for Valentine's Day, and I figured that if this was a game it would've been so much easier- so... I just turned... us, into a game. Pretty neat, right?" Excited, Levi hands you a couple of cardboard cutouts. "So this is the love meter, if you pick the right choices, the love meter goes up and you can reach the happy ending." You speculate the refined design, still dazzled at the vast effort your boyfriend had put into his gift. "What happens at the happy ending?"

"Well, why don't you start the game and see for yourself?"

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ෆ ━ Satan ━ ෆ

Valentine's Day is a little confusing for Satan. Sure, he explored all about grand romantic gestures through his novels, but is he able to draw out his feelings onto a piece of paper, or share them through one of the many traditional holiday symbols? Teddies and flowers feel slightly underwhelming for him, but also, his creative ideas seem to be in a bit of a drought when it comes to romance.

"I just need some inspiration... anything." He mumbles, flipping through the pages of his recent hard cover purchases, however, he soon comes to the cruel realization that romance, like many other social interactions, isn't something that can be taught by books. He's been trying his best to crack his brain for the past hours, but his efforts are fruitless ━ Satan is unable to analyze love in a logical perspective, despite the fact it's only a chemical reaction in the brain. Or is it?

"Satan?" As you enter your room, you blink at the figure sitting on your bed, appearing deep in thought. You snap him out of his daze, drawing his attention to you and away from his brooding. Then and there, it finally dawned on him. Love isn't merely a biological response, but the corners of his mouth lifting to form a smile when he's faced with the person who alters his brain in that specific way. Love isn't tangible as poets make it seem when they scribble down words onto the literature he consumes, but rather an abstract concept that changes from person to person - and Satan might have just figured out his own version of it, when your eyes meet his own.

"Happy Valentine’s Day." He stands up, hand gliding across your cheek with his gaze telling you everything he's incapable to vocally express. "I didn't get you anything because I wasn't sure how to convey emotions with an inanimate object... I'm sorry." Sincerely, he apologizes, yet, you can't help but appreciate his sheer honesty, putting your conversation to a whole different tone. "But I'm more than willing to spend the rest of the day with you and explore different ways to portray them for you."

And maybe, that was all you really needed.

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ෆ ━ Asmodeus ━ ෆ

Asmodeus loves love, and as someone who loves love, he especially loves Valentine’s Day. Not like he needs a reason to spoil you or show off his feelings for you through gifts or any special celebrations, but it's the one day where he feels like its legitimate to go all out and express his deep gratitude for his one true love, his biggest supporter, and most loyal companion - you.

The overwhelming scent of roses is what compels you to open your eyes, and when you do, you are baffled to wake up in an alternate bedroom. Your sheets are replaced with satin and a path made of petals is placed to mark your way out, and into a bed of what seems to be dozens upon dozens of bright red roses. You think you see the end of it, but oh, you have only just begun.

"Happy Valentine’s Day!!!" Asmodeus cheers, waiting outside your door with several boxes of chocolate, and a couple more presents. As you step out, you are greeted with even more decorations, hearts hanging from every corner of the hallway and flowers tucked into every cranny. Internally, you sigh; the amount of pollination in the house could probably incapacitate a hive. With that said, it's the youthful glee radiating from your demon's face, on the one day where he can be his own, authentic, cheer spreading self. And isn't that what the holiday is all about?

"Happy Valentine’s Day, baby." You smile lovingly, his excitement being incredibly endearing that you can't help but to tenderly stroke his face. Taking your free hand in his, he passionately spread out your itinerary for the day with everything he has planned for the both of you, the tips of your fingers part through his soft locks while he elaborates out on your schedule.

Perhaps he's a bit theatrical, and his flair for the dramatics isn't exactly what you are used to on this type of days, but you can't deny that this is exactly what's so fun and enticing about him, and you couldn't be happier with what the two of you have.

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ෆ ━ Beelzebub ━ ෆ

Beel is no foreign to the concept of emotions, nor to the concept of love. He feels loved when his older siblings pick up his favorite dishes for him when they return from trips to the human world, and he feels loved when his twin brother makes an effort to drag himself out of bed and join his workout routine just to spend a little more time in his presence. However, when he's with you, love takes an entirely different form.

He's unsure of what to make of it, though. Does he love you because you make sure he's well fed? Or is it the intention behind it? Maybe it's not even that, but rather the fact that with you, he suddenly feels━ frail? You always had a habit to draw the confessions out of him, making him feel safe and cared for while he addresses his problems and concerns. You also supply the best fragments of advice, ones that put him in the right direction but still urge him to think for himself. It's almost as if you complete these areas in which he lacks in.

"I have something important to tell you." Beel confronts you, his face reflects a serious array. "Yes? What is it?" You arch an eyebrow, puzzled at his sudden declaration. He chews out on his bottom lip, struggling with putting his thoughts onto verbal statements. "You need to tell me what makes you happy, so I can make you feel as warm as you make me feel." He watches you with a straight face, but you respond with a soft chuckle at his bold, captivating proclamation. Placing a hand on his shoulder, you massage it lightly, trying to contain yourself from cooing at his cuteness.

"Beel, you make me happy by just being you." You state, laughing at his obvious sigh of relief. "Well, can I at least take you out for dinner? I know food always makes me feel good, so it might work for you as well."

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ෆ ━ Belphegor ━ ෆ

Belphegor made sure to state his opinion about holidays like Valentine’s Day to you before. It didn't surprise you, as you were used to him being stagnant to just about anything, but at times you did wish you could see even a slight attempt to create a day that stands out from any other. You weren't hopeful, though.

"Happy Wednesday." Belphegor chuckles, pressing a fleeting peck to your cheek, only earning an eye roll from you in return. "Oh, come on, you can't possibly think too highly of this holiday, right? It's just another day to encourage consumerism, works the same in every realm." He shrugs, tightening his hold around your waist. "It's only like that if you make it that way... I see it as a nice way to show your love to someone." You bite back, clearly disagreeing with his point of view.

"Okay, okay... what do you want to do then?" You figured you would have to tackle some resistance and convince him out of his attitude, but frankly, how you choose to spend the day doesn't matter to Belphegor as long as he gets to accompany you and see you smile. Of course, his default preference would be staying at home to cuddle, but if yours isn't, he would always make the effort to cater to your inclinations as well. "I think I have an idea that will make us both happy." You assert, his easygoing nature instantly puts you in a better mood.

As inspiration falls on you, you lead Belphegor out to the observatory and watch his face light up. "I had a hunch that a good compromise would be doing something both of us enjoy, so, while it might not be the most romantic date, I know that there's one activity you like other than sleeping, which is watching the stars." It wasn't your first choice really, but you also didn't want to have to force him into doing anything he wasn't up for. "You forgot there's one thing I like more than both of these." Belphegor states, causing you to whip your head in his direction. "What is it?" Perplexed, you question. He leans in, lips inches away from yours as his breath tickles your pair. "You."

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