#＋。゜~（゜∀゜）~゜。＋ +。:.ﾟ

[starfxkr]

western nights (pt. 1)

pairing: older!trailer park!jj x reader

summary: jj maybank knows he's too old to be messing around with a young girl like you, but he does it anyways

warnings: age gap, smut (fingering), that's p much it.

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jj was known for bein a sleaze around the trailer park. a two time felon who's doing his best to lay low by taking odd jobs around the complex so the feds don't come knocking at his door. you could catch him doing anything from mowing lawns to helping out the grandmas who's sons long stopped coming to check on them. girls came and went out of his trailer at all times of the day--clothes askew and hair messy.

but once he set his eyes on you, everyone else went out the window. he'd known of you of course, having grown up in the complex you're whole life but you were nothing more than one of many little shits running around in a little conglomerate of cheese puff fingers and sugar highs. he paid you no mind, maybe you were one of the kids he's bought crappy water pistols for, maybe not. one summer though, one summer he's on your lawn fixing your car because your mom asked, and there you were-- sitting pretty on your lawn chair reading some trashy book in what he thinks is the smallest dress he's ever seen.

the two of you lock eyes and from then on he's always finding a reason to sniff around you.

each time you pass by jj's place he lets out a whistle, sayin "wish the girls looked as good as you when i was that age." and you just roll your eyes and keep walking. he always finding something to fix around your house and your mom becomes more and more enamored with him not noticing he only has eyes for you.

it all comes to a head during a birthday party--your mom's to be exact. the whole little block is drinking, kids running around, barbecue in the air but you're sitting across from him in his too hot trailer trying to wrangle a beer out of him.

"you even old enough to drink yet? you still got one baby fat on ya." he pinches your cheek and you smack him away with a scoff, leaning over with your hands on either sides of his hips on the couch

"does it matter? you're gonna give it to me anyways." the little pout on you face makes his dick twitch in his jeans, and he makes no effort to hide his growing erection.

"nuh uh little girl, gonna need to see some i.d." you squeak when he pats your ass to 'search' for your wallet, fingers dancing at the hem of your denim skirt and sliding up you shirt to cup your breast, "feels like you're old enough to me."

your eyes flutter shut when he swipes a calloused thumb across your nipple, a tiny hmph of pleasure works it's way past your lips when he pinches the soft flesh.

the beer is quickly forgotten when he lifts your shirt off, wasting no time in getting his mouth on you--licking the sweat from the valley of your breasts and sucking on your neck as you move to sit on his lap.

"should we even be doin this? y'know my mama's realll sweet on you." you pull away from him but make no move to leave.

jj just scoffs and waves it away, running a hand through his blonde hair in irritation, "lots of women are, nothin new, been this way as long as i can remember but it never mattered to me much."

you can tell he wants this conversation to be over, his eyes raking over your body and his fingers tugging at the button to your skirt even as you cross your arms in front of you, "if she finds out we're fucked."

he shrugs, "then don't let her find out."

that's all you need to continue, letting him capture your lips with his, his rough hands travel over your soft skin, stoking the fire building steadily inside of you. despite your veneer of coolness, he can feel your pulse throbbing in your neck under his palm.

"you scared of me or somethin?" his voice is raspy when he whispers against your jaw.

you whimper in reply, "n-no?" even you notice you don't sound too sure--maybe there's a little fear despite your flirting. you wanted to be good for him, you wanted him to like you.

he looks like he doesnt believe you, but he lets it go.

"then get over here." jj yanks you back towards him until your face was tucked into his neck. he doesn't even bother taking your skirt off, just hikes it up and tugs your panties down with a smack on your ass until they're sitting right below the swell of the soft flesh.

the moan that leaves your lips when his fingers graze your clit is almost pornographic, you hadn't even realized how wet you were until you heard the slick sound of his fingers plunging into you with ease. he was obviously skillful, he found that sweet spot inside you with no problem, rubbing it in time with the thumb on your clit while you squeaked and squirmed against him, completely overwhelmed by pleasure.

you were slick and dripping down his palm, doing your best to squirm away from the assault on your pussy but he wouldn't let you, chasing after your thrashing hips and letting out a soft grunt when you sink your teeth into his neck. the way he used his fingers should be a crime--scissoring them open and slowly dragging the pads down your front wall just to hear you mewl like a kitten at the feeling. the thumb on your clit still rubbing in quick, confident circles and he could tell by the way it swelled and throbbed that you were close.

"bet those little boys never made you feel like this huh?" he laughs at you whining response, the answer is extremely apparent by the sound of your growing wetness--your high pitched keen drowned out by the sloshing of your pussy, "there you go sugar, just let it all out."

you choke out a moan and drench him, pussy locking tight around his knuckles as you pulsed, squirting your release all over his lap. there was no way he had you feeling like that just from fingering but here you were, pulse rushing in your ears as he got your clothes back right, sitting you on the couch with a kiss on the forehead as he left to go change seeing as though you soaked his jeans.

when he comes back he lets out a chuckle at the sight of you still sitting there dazed and he finally gives you that beer, "get yourself together aight?" i'll see you back out there.

it takes you almost 20 minutes to finish the beer, still trembling and pussy aching with the need to be filled. you finally step outside, eyes hazy and brain turned to mush when you notice you don't have your panties on.

#✨.txt #jj maybank prompt #trailer park!jj

[hotyanderedaddies]

Yandere Puppy Boy Wants to be Your Good Boy

[Yandere! Puppy Boy! Boyfriend x GN Reader]

·゜·:.。..。.:·☆·゜·:.。..。.:·☆

You and Evan have been dating for about a year now. You met in freshman year of college, and seemed to hit it off really well. It kind of amazed you at first that you'd managed to snag a total hunk like Evan.

Evan was the epitome of jock bro: Always working out at the gym, goofing off with his fellow jock friends, and watching tons of sports on TV. Meanwhile, you were a skinny nerd who was at the college on an academic scholarship since you practically lived in the library.

Still, Evan proved to be a great boyfriend. He was funny, attentive, loving-- a total catch. Plus, he was muscular AF!

Then one day, you saw an ad online that sparked your interest, and you couldn't resist purchasing the advertised dog collar that was leather with little spikes adorning it. Once it arrived in the mail, you approached Evan in your shared apartment.

He was on the couch in just his boxers, playing video games. He eyed you, seeing the smirk on your face. "What's up, Babe?" he grunted.

You blushed a little bit. "I just wanted to try something tonight... if you're cool with it?" you asked. Your sex life with Evan was not lacking whatsoever, but it was still healthy to spice things up every now and then.

You pulled the dog collar out from behind your back, holding it up.

At first, Evan laughed. "You want me to wear a dog collar?" he snorted.

"If you don't like it, we can take it off," you shrug, walking up to fasten it around his thick, muscular neck.

The way the leather collar with the spikes fit around Evan's neck made him look really tough, but he felt ridiculous at first. His face was bright red.

You thought he looked kind of cute. "Aww," you cooed, "who's a good boy?" You playfully ruffled his hair.

Good boy...

Something clicked in Evan's brain as soon as you uttered that phrase, and he felt his entire wiring being redone, as if every single instinct he possessed was being reshaped.

Evan's face broke out into a smile alight with zeal, and he dropped onto all fours in front of your feet. "Me!" he happily gushed. "I'm a good boy!"

Holy crap!

You were shocked at how quickly Evan's mind had changed. You weren't sure he'd be into it at all, but looking down at him now, he seemed to be having the time of his life. His muscular pecs heaved with excitement as he sat on all fours in front of you, eagerly awaiting a command. His boxers were already tented out too, damn!

"You're my good boy!" you chuckled as you leaned down and gave your boyfriend some head pats.

"Woof! Woof!" Evan excitedly barked.

That night, he showed you that he was a pro at doggy style, even howling when he came inside of you. The collar was definitely $14 well spent, in your opinion.

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Much to your surprise, Evan loved being a good puppy boy for you. Well... "loved" is probably an understatement.

Evan refused to take the dog collar off, even wearing it out whenever the two of you left the apartment for date nights. At first you thought at it was just him exploring his sexual side some more... but as time went on...

Every time you entered the apartment from work or classes, Evan would excitedly bound over to you on all fours, barking happily and begging for head pats and belly rubs. With his massive bulk, he easily pinned you down, refusing to let you move until he got his pets.

Evan would pin you down on the bed, leaning down to kiss you-- but now his versions of kissing were like puppy licks. He'd lap his tongue all over your face, barking with glee despite your annoyed expression.

You'd be sitting on the couch, trying to watch TV when Evan would crawl over to you (he's been constantly walking around on all fours), wearing nothing but his spiked dog collar. He'd mount your leg and start humping it, whimpering as he rutted his hard cock against you like a dog would against its toy. (You had to apologize to your friend, who was visiting, for the awkward sight.)

You'd be trying to fall asleep after a long shift at work feeling so utterly exhausted when Evan would whimper at the foot of the bed. "Whaaaat?" you'd groan.

"Am I a good boy?" he'd whimper, his voice cracking like an injured puppy's.

"...damn it, yes, Evan. You're a good boy," you'd mutter, getting fed up with this quickly.

·゜·:.。..。.:·☆·゜·:.。..。.:·☆

Your friends were starting to pick up on your change of mood, seeing that you were more irritable throughout the day, and not wanting to leave work immediately.

Sensing this, they invited you to the bar after work, to which you happily agreed.

You loved Evan, of course, but you were totally over his new puppy persona. And despite how many times you tried to tell him, all he'd do was tune you out, and beg for pets.

You really needed a break.

"Y/N?" your coworker, Joshua asked, noting how you'd practically downed your cocktail in one gulp. "What's up? What's bothering you?"

You didn't want to be one of those people who go to others whenever you had relationship problems, but you felt lost. "It's just Evan..." you muttered.

Joshua, who was actually a genuine friend who just so happened to be a guy, put a sympathetic hand on your shoulder. "I'm sure things will get better," he smiled at you.

A large part of you felt guilty since you were the one who'd purchased the damn dog collar in the first place, but you couldn't stand the thought of Puppy Evan and having to listen to his barking or him chewing on his squeaker toys for one more night.

Before you could say anything else, a low growl made you jerk back.

Evan stomped into the bar, still wearing the studded collar, his eyes narrowed at Joshua as he bared his teeth at him.

"Grrr..." Evan bellowed out a deep growl, all of his large muscles tensed up, making him look big and ferocious.

Joshua immediately retracted his hand from your shoulder, backing away quickly.

"Evan? What are you...?" you try to ask as your puppy boyfriend wraps a large arm around your waist, pulling you roughly into him.

"Mine!" he barked at Joshua, tightening his grip on you.

You were stunned.

He stopped growling when he looked at you, his eyebrows knitting together as he whimpered. "You didn't come home," he whined, nuzzling you. "I had to come find you."

He didn't give you a chance to respond, and instead threw you over his broad shoulder. He puffed out his chest and held his head up with pride, as a dog does whenever they find a cool stick at the park, and carried you all the way home.

You were mortified, wondering how you were going to show your face at work after that. All you could do was seethe with anger as your puppy boyfriend took you home.

Once you were inside, Evan got down on all fours and whined at you. "Wasn't I being a good boy?" he asked. "Why didn't you come home? I missed you all day!"

"Evan, stand up--"

Evan whimpered like a puppy, nuzzling his head against your hand as he asked for head pats.

That was the final straw for you (a small one, but it was like death by a thousand paper cuts).

"I'm done," you finally huff, walking down the hall so that you could pack up some clothes and leave.

"D-done?" Evan yelped, quickly crawling behind you. "But why? Haven't I been a good boy?"

I grabbed your suitcase out of the closet, trying not to look at your puppy boyfriend as he begged in the doorway, perched on his legs with his arms out in front of him, his eyes wide and pleading.

Annoyed, you turned to sneer at him. "No!" you spat. "You've been a bad boy!"

"I'm a bad boy...?" Evan yelped.

You kept your back to him as you packed up your suitcase. Just as you were almost done, you heard that eerie growl again.

"Grrr..."

You quickly turned around and paled when you saw Evan on all fours, standing in front of the door. He was baring his teeth at you and growling deeply, his chest muscles puffed up and making him look all the more menacing. The pissed off glare on his face was akin to a feral dog, and he snarled in your direction.

"E-Evan, please g-get out of the way," you trembled, taking a small step towards the bedroom door so that you could leave.

Evan barked loudly, stomping his hand/paw onto the floor forcefully as he steeled his stance. He continued to snarl at you, lunging forward to scare you.

It worked and you stumbled back, falling onto your ass. You tried to back away from him, but Evan quickly crawled over to you.

He pinned both of your arms down onto the floor above your head, unleashing a loud snarl and he pushed his angry face up close to yours.

"Am I a good boy?" he snarled, baring his sharp teeth at you. "Or am I still a bad boy?"

Your heart raced in your chest. Evan is much stronger than you, and you knew you couldn't fight him off. Plus, the way he bared his teeth at you and the animalistic growl that escaped his throat was much more dog than man, making you shudder.

"Y-yes!" you stuttered. "You're a good boy, Evan!"

Instantly, Evan stopped growling and his broke out into a joyous smile. "I'm a good boy?" he asked, his muscles tensing with with excitement. He still kept you pinned down.

Hell no!

But you didn't want him to maul you or bite out your neck with his teeth. So instead, you slowly nodded.

"You're the bestest boy," you cringed.

Evan's smile grew wider. "'The Bestest'?" he repeated. "I guess if that were true... then you'd never, ever leave. Right?" He narrowed his eyes at you, trying to gauge your reaction.

His chest rumbled as a growl began to form, warning you to answer correctly.

You force a smile onto your face, but it's pained.

"O-of course not," you stammer, your heart falling as you sealed your fate. "You're... my, *gulp, good boy."

Evan smiled widely as leant down to lap at your face as he gave you puppy kisses. "I'm a good boy," he playfully growled as he began to rut his hardening cock against you.

#yandere boyfriend #yandere boy #yandere x reader #yandere x you #obsessive love #yandere daddy #possessive boyfriend #yandere puppy boy #puppy boy #good boy #yandere good boy

[nicofresitas]

—DIVIDERS

︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶

꒷⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝꒷꒷⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝꒷

︶𝆹𝅥⏝ ◦ 𑁍 ◦ ︶𝆹𝅥⏝

₊✧˚﹕︶︶︶﹕૮₍ ⸝⸝´ ꒳ `⸝⸝ ₎ა﹕︶︶︶﹕ ˚✧₊

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

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୨ㅤ࣪ㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤㅤ꒰୨ ୧꒱ㅤㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤ࣪ㅤ୧

─ִ━━ ꯭  ───ׂ─ִ─  ͜͡✿͜͡  ─ִ──ׂ──  ꯭  ━━ִ─

︶︶︶ 𔓕 ︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶ 𔓕 ︶︶︶

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

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☆…━━━━━·:*☆…━━━━━·:*☆…━━━━━·:*☆

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╴╴╴╴╴⊹ꮺ˚ ╴╴╴╴╴⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ ╴╴

꒰꒰・┄┄┄┄・♡・┄┄┄┄・꒱꒱

₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊

︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶

﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

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𐃬𐃬𐃬𐃬𐃬 ୨୧ 𐃬𐃬𐃬𐃬𐃬

꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱

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‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞ ୨୧ ‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞‿͞

◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟

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︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿

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⏜︵⏜︵⏜ ୨ ♡ ୧ ⏜︵⏜︵⏜

୨ㅤ࣪ㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤㅤ꒰୨ ୧꒱ㅤㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤ࣪ㅤ୧

꒰ ⋆ .⺌ ⟡ ⊂⊃ ⟡ ⺌. ⋆ ꒱

︶𝆹𝅥⏝ ◦ 𑁍 ◦ ︶𝆹𝅥⏝

︶⊹︶︶︶♡︶︶︶⊹︶

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꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷

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‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - - ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

 ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿

✦ ⎯⎯ㅤִㅤ୭ ୨♡୧ ৎㅤִ ⎯⎯ ✦

ɷ( ' ' )ɷ : ⊹ ̟˖ ⁀꒷꒦ ꒰꒰ ⊹꒷︶

︶꒦︶꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦‧ ₊˚・

︶֪︶︶֪︶︶︶֪︶︶֪︶︶ིྀ︶︶֪︶︶︶֪︶︶֪︶

#<3 #dividers #text symbols #bios symbols #ggs symbols #symbols #pink dividers #separator #kaomoji #bio #random kaomoji #random bio #cute symbols #coquette symbols #short symbols #simple bios #alternative bios #simbolos #messy bios #locs #symbols pack #messy symbols #bios short #short locs #symbols aesthetic #kpop bios #aesthetic symbols #soft symbols #bios #emoji combos

[snwprl]

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐘 | 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧

pairing. lee chan (dino) x reader genre. fluff. warnings. bestfriends to lovers trope, kissing summary. "Where do you see yourself in the next ten years?", "Hmm, maybe I'll be a famous astronaut" Chan chuckled and asked. "That's cool, but what if... what if I was with you?" word count. 1352 a/n. GUYS! MAESTRO. STREAM. NOW! I wasn't going to post this until later but i had to talk about maestro being such a masterpiece! i had to come here and talk! seventeen always hits hard with their comebacks! I'M CRYINGGGGG! BRB

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The worn swing set creaked as Y/n pushed herself lazily back and forth, the setting sun casting a warm glow on the children's playground. Chan sat beside her, fiddling with a loose shoelace. They'd spent countless afternoons here, building forts, climbing the rusty monkey bars, and forging a friendship that transcended scraped knees and shared ice cream cones.

"Hey, Y/n," Chan started, his voice barely a whisper.

Y/n stopped swinging and tilted her head towards him. "Yeah?"

"Where do you see yourself in the next ten years?"

The question which seemed to come out of nowhere, hung in the air, a foreign concept to their ten-year-old minds. Ten years seemed like an eternity. Y/n pondered, kicking her legs out to propel the swing higher.

"Hmm, maybe I'll be a famous astronaut," she declared, her eyes sparkling with imaginary constellations. "I'll be exploring different planets, discovering new life forms."

Chan chuckled. "That's cool, but what if... what if I was with you?"

His question warmed Y/n's cheeks. "With me, on a spaceship?"

"No, silly," Chan mumbled, avoiding her gaze. "Just... with you, in general."

The sudden shift in seriousness surprised Y/n. She felt a flicker of something new ignite in her chest, something beyond the comfort of a best friend. It was a seed planted that day, buried beneath the innocence of childhood.

.・。.・゜✭・❤・✫・゜・。.

Years flew by like leaves in a whirlwind. They navigated the awkward middle school phase together, Chan with his ever-growing frame and Y/n with her blossoming self-confidence. High school brought a new wave of emotions. Y/n found herself stealing glances at Chan during lunch, admiring the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed, the way his jaw clenched in concentration while studying.

One lazy Sunday afternoon, while sprawled on the living room floor surrounded by college brochures, Y/n decided to play a prank.

"Hey, Chan," she nudged him playfully. "Rumor has it you've had this giant crush on someone since forever. True or false?"

Chan choked on his laughter, spitting out a stray Cheerio. "What?! Who told you that?"

Y/n smirked while building up a lie. "The gossip fairies, obviously. Come on, spill. Who's the lucky girl?"

Chan averted his gaze, cheeks flushing a familiar red. "It's... no one. Just a silly rumor."

"You're telling me that you've had zero crushes your entire life? That's bullshit. Tell me who it is." Chan remained stubbornly silent.

“It’s not like that” Chan shyly replied while burying his face on some random college brochure. 

“Then tell me..” Y/N tried to tickle him, a playful war of wills unfolding between them.

.・。.・゜✭・❤・✫・゜・。.

College brought them to different cities, the constant physical connection severed. Yet, technology bridged the gap. Late-night phone calls, filled with laughter and whispered secrets, kept them close. One particularly lonely night, Y/n mustered up the courage to revisit their childhood question.

"Hey, Channie," she said, her voice soft over the phone line.

"Yeah, Y/n?"

"Do you remember when we were little, sitting on that old swing set?"

“Yeah, you said you wanted to be a famous astronaut” he softly laughed at the irony because you were studying to be a graphic designer.

“True, but do you remember what you said?” Y/n's heart hammered against her ribs. 

That childhood question, once a whisper in the golden light of the setting sun, now hung heavy with unspoken emotions.

"Nope! No. No, I don't," Chan interjected a little too quickly.

Y/n chuckled. "Come on, don't play dumb. We were ten, talking about the future."

"Right, the future," Chan mumbled, his voice strained. "Look, it's getting late, we should probably—"

"Do you remember what you said?" Y/n pressed gently.

Silence. Then, a barely audible whisper, "Yeah, I remember."

"You said you wanted to be with me in the next ten years." The words hung heavy in the air, a shared memory dusted off after years.

"Y/n..."

A pause. Y/n's heart pounded in her chest. "Well, Chan?"

He was in love with her. The weight of that realisation both terrified and thrilled her. It was like a missing puzzle piece finally clicking into place.

.・。.・゜✭・❤・✫・゜・。.

They graduated, entered the 'real world', and found themselves back in the same city. Y/n, now a budding graphic designer, and Chan, pursuing his passion for music. They fell into a comfortable routine, spending weekends catching up, sharing dreams and anxieties.

One evening, walking home from their favourite ramen joint, the city lights painting the night sky, a comfortable silence settled between them. Suddenly, Chan stopped, turning towards her.

"Y/n," he began, his voice serious. "There's something I need to tell you."

Y/n's heart skipped a beat. "What is it?"

He took a deep breath, his eyes searching hers. "I... I've been wanting to tell you something for a long time," Chan finished, his voice barely a whisper. The streetlamp cast a golden glow on his face, highlighting the vulnerability in his eyes. Y/n, her own cheeks burning, felt a nervous flutter in her stomach.

"What is it, Chan?" she prompted, her voice barely above a whisper. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken emotions. Finally, with a rush that took his breath away, Chan blurted out, "I'm in love with you, Y/n. I have been for a long time."

The weight of years lifted from Y/n's shoulders. A soft smile played on her lips. "You just found out?" she teased, mirroring his confession from their phone call years ago.

Chan's surprised laugh was a relief in the tense air. "You... you already knew?"

Y/n nodded shyly. "Maybe a little bit." Their eyes locked, both hesitantly reaching out, fingers brushing against each other like a test of the waters. The touch sent a spark of electricity through them, a jolt that ignited a dormant fire.

Suddenly, a loud car horn blared, startling them apart. They both burst into laughter, the tension dissipating into nervous energy.

"So," Y/n said, a playful glint in her eyes, "what are you going to do about it?"

Chan grinned, his eyes twinkling with a newfound confidence. "Well, how about we start with this?"

Before Y/n could react, he leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a hesitant peck. It was a simple touch, barely a brush of skin, but it sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.

They pulled back, both breathless. Y/n looked up at him, her eyes searching his. The spark was undeniable.

"Again," she whispered, her voice barely a breath.

Chan didn't hesitate this time. He cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs gently stroking her cheeks. His kiss was different this time, deeper, filled with unspoken emotions they had both kept buried for years. It was a meeting of finally acknowledged feelings, a slow burn igniting into a passionate dance.

They pulled away slowly, foreheads resting together. The night air buzzed with the unspoken promises hanging between them.

"Wow," Y/n breathed, a shaky smile on her lips.

"Yeah," Chan murmured, his voice husky. "Wow."

They stood there for a moment, lost in the afterglow of their first real kiss. The streetlight seemed to dim just a fraction, creating a world of their own under the city lights.

"So," Y/n began, a playful smile returning to her face. "Does this mean no more pretending you don't remember the swing set incident?"

Chan chuckled, a low rumble in his chest. "Maybe I can make it up to you. Next time, the ten year plan will be a bit more specific."

Y/n laughed, leaning into him. "I like the sound of that."

Their future, once a fuzzy blur, was now starting to take shape, coloured by a newfound certainty. The childhood promise whispered on a swing set had finally blossomed into something real, a love story finally finding its voice.

As they walked hand-in-hand towards their home, the city lights twinkled above, a silent witness to the beginning of something beautiful – a love story ten years in the making.

#☁︎ snw writes #☁︎ seventeen #☁︎ snwprl #☁︎ lee chan #☁︎ dino #☁ imagines #seventeen #seventeen imagines #seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #seventeen dino x reader #dino #dino fluff #dino scenarios #dino x reader #svt dino #svt dino x reader #svt #lee chan x reader #lee chan #dino x you #dino x y/n #seventeen fanfiction #seventeen fanfic #seventeen fluff #seventeen headcanons #seventeen imagine #seventeen oneshot #seventeen scenarios #seventeen carat

[chroumie]

　☒　 ⁺　 ✎˚　(ꈍᵕꈍ)　🛁、 ✧﹐

　☒　 ⁺　 ✎˚　(ꈍᵕꈍ)　🍏、 ✧﹐

#chroumie #: ✧ : ゜・． #colorful moodboard #cute moodboard #alternative moodboard #pink moodboard #kpop moodboard #pretty moodboard #random moodboard #aesthetic #kawaii moodboard #simple moodboard #study moodboard #school moodboard #angel moodboard #toy moodboard #rainbow moodboard #orange moodboard #green moodboard #light blue moodboard #yellow moodboard #kpop gg #kpop layouts #kpop icons #kpop #uzzlang moodboard #uzzlang aesthetic #uzzlang layouts #uzzlang icons #uzzlang girl

[st4rd0lly]

chuuya coming home from work not expecting much (if anything) special for his birthday but his favourite dinner is made and on the table still warm. maybe theres a glass of his favourite wine too. even better when after the dinner you do whatever for him that he likes most (whether thats a blowjob, riding him, etc). i need to take care of him on his birthday so bad

you understand me. i NEED to take care of this man so bad just in general, he deserves to feel so so good on his birthday </3 give him the princess treatment, pepper his face with kisses when he comes home and help him calm down after a long day with food and wine on the table… he sounds so so pretty afterwards when you go to fuck him, pushing down on his chest gently to help him lean back on the bed and let you take care of him. he’s probably even more sensitive because he’s been hard ever since you started to give him bedroom eyes during dinner ! he cums so quickly he’s almost embarrassed if it weren’t for the fact that you eagerly dragging your tongue all over his dick and wherever his cum landed, even better if it’s just in you because you don’t stop riding him

#. . . mission received —✫・゜・。. #. . . executive at the house —✫・゜・。. #have you heard his educational sounds. he’s gonna be sounding like that all night tonight #having him grip onto your hair in desperation while he’s so close and rutting into your mouth… #sighs dreamily #hearing him whine and moan all choked up because of the overwhelming amount of pleasure you’re giving him…

[redemn]

thinking a lot about how to be a dog ,   by andrew kane ,   today .   thinking about how many dog allegories i put into arthur's characterisation and the way i envision his character to be ,   and how perfect this poem is for him .

thinking about how he must learn how to speak :   that   "  you must learn not to speak unless you absolutely must ,   or to speak as much as you feel you must regardless of how many times you are told to stop ,   or sit ,   or placed behind a door    this will depend on what kind of a dog you want to be [ … ] it may not feel as though you get to choose ,   and that too is a kind of dog .  "   that he accidentally found a family in two outlaws during one of the lowest points in his life ,   and in the formative years of his life .   who he immediately clung to and ,   with the desperation of a stray pup who has been yearning for that love ,   determined he would be loyal to for the rest of his life ,   who he grew close to and willfully bowed his bed to proudly wear the collar of the van der linde gang ,   because it's the thing that keeps him safe and feeling as though he belongs somewhere .   a reminder of the people who love him ,   on purpose .

how he   "  must learn to relinquish all control over everything you might wish to control .   you must learn to prefer to be led about by the neck on a piece of string ,   or staked to a neglected lawn by a length of chain .   you must learn ,   once you have sampled the freedom of a life without a chain ,   that it is better to return and be chained again .  "   because in learning his alphabet and how to shoot and how to speak ,   he learns how to appear to the gang ,   that role of enforcer which he has not chosen himself ,   but which he has settled into so easily .   there's nothing wrong with it in his eyes :   this is where he is most wanted ,   this is where he will find his love ,   and where he will always be welcomed and fretted over when he returns .   that he is no leader in the way dutch is .   that he is meant to be a follower ,   a helper ,   the one who protects with his imposing presence .

and then … thinking about how   "  of course you must learn to love ,   to love always and love entirely and to be wounded by nothing so much as the violence of your own love .   you must learn to be confused but never disappointed by a deficiency of love .  "   that he learns this thrice in his life .

1 .  ) that he forged such a close relationship with mary gillis ,   and with her brother beside that ,   taught him how to ride a horse and taught her how to protect herself when she needs it ,   and learned from her how to love himself in the same way she loved him .   learned that he must not fall victim to despair when he read that letter from her ,   that she was engaged because she couldn't love or marry a man with his lifestyle .   that he had always known it . 2 .  ) that his impetuous and outspoken little brother could leave their gang without much explanation ,   despite all the love that was there for him .   despite all the love arthur had for him ,   he still left .   he could leave ,   in a way arthur never could .   that he must learn not to be wounded from this ,   and to carry on regardless of the stain on their relationship ,   regardless of how angry and jealous inside he was that the golden child could return and not be hit with the consequences of his actions .   that the way he was scolded would never be wrought upon john .   but he must learn to look past it . 3 .  ) that dutch's ever-growing distance was a blame placed upon him from dutch himself ,   even though it all seemed to coalesce into something noticeable once micah joined the gang and began to lead dutch astray .   that it is forcing him farther from hosea , trust dutch like this . and yet he perseveres . that he must learn to live through it and clutch his collar and remind himself of the loyalty and the love he has for this man ,   and that leaving him even in the most broken of times would be a betrayal .   that they would pull through ,   because they had to ,   and because they always did .   that he must never be disappointed by the deficiency this love .

how   "  you must give up your children and not know why .  "   how he returned to eliza and isaac one fateful day ,   expecting to hold that little toddler in his arms and kiss his head and sniff that feather-soft familiar scent and expecting to see that warm smile eliza always wore for him whenever he came to visit them    only to find two graves beside that little house instead .   that his heart broke into a thousand fragments the moment he spotted those gravestones ,   before he even read the names ,   knowing that the woman who birthed his child and the sweetest boy he had ever known in his life ,   the two people he loved were gone forever ,   that he could never see them again .   that he never recovered all the fragments of his heart .   that he learned to give up his children without knowing why a few thieves could be so needlessly cruel .   that he learned to fall into despair ,   into drinking ,   into grieving and crying in ways he had never known before .   that he learned ,   months later ,   how to overcome the darkness ,   but not quite completely .   learned to carry himself with a different worldview after that ,   a quick gun ,   more ruthless decisions .   that there were some things that could never be changed about this world ,   that he must learn that these things will be ,   no matter what .

because in spite of his tough exterior and his determination and the resolution in all his actions ,   he is still a dog waiting for a bone that will never be tossed ,   with a fraying leash of loyalty that is ever tightening in each chapter until it yanks his head to the east and chokes him completely .   but he has learned   "  to believe that you are not in fact a dog at all .  "

#( ;; hey everyone. i ruined my own day writing this one. ) #╰ ゜headcanon. * i'll fight forgiveness ; so suffer for my shame. #long post //

[marlenesluv]

could u do a driver x blues singer smau i feel like that would be iconic

I’d be blue without you. (LH)

note: yup, for sure! i chose lewis since i haven’t written for him yet. i hope you like it!! (sorry this took so long:/ )

pairing: lewis hamilton x blues singer!reader

fc: keilanilizbeth (on insta)

note: slight age gap, lewis is 39 and reader 29. also, first post is a week before the second post. the first post was in the uk in cardiff, the second starts the gp’s after a two week break! also, lol, y/n/n means “your nick name”

warnings: nothing!! :)

masterlist here -> masterlist link

^ check my list for all posts! ^

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y/n.user: thank you so much cardiff! the show was incredible. lewis and i send love 💙

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lewishamilton: you looked so good (you always do tho)

↳ y/n.user: i love you❤️

↳ lewishamilton: i love you too❤️

f1wags: my fav long term f1 couple!!!!

↳ user6: how long have they been together??

↳ f1wags: six years 🥹

alexandrasaintmleux: pretty girl!

↳ y/n.user: ily!!

mercedesposts: mercedes 🤝 having the best couples

lh44edits: they are the best couple ever (fact)

y/nsbluesfp: YOU >

paddockwomen: my favorite paddock gf❤️‍🔥

user8: lewis and y/n are the hottest couple EVER

zendaya: babeee🔥🔥

↳ y/n.user: 🫶🔥

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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lewishamilton: race days followed by beach days🌅

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y/n.user: lew❤️‍🔥

↳ lewishamilton: y/n/n❤️‍🔥

mercedescouples: we r just missing carmen😒

↳ f1wags: carmen is in berlin for her work, lol!!

user3: i love how george is j here randomly

y/n9fp: dare i say that they are the hottest couple to roam the planet??

lewish44page: as much as everyone loves lewis, he knows ppl want y/n content too

f1updates: the definition of soulmates and true love

xndaafppp: fine ass couple

y/nsfp4life: how is she sooo pretty

hamilton.edits44: the way he posts her >

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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y/n.user: 🇧🇷💛ily

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carmenmmundt: our boyfriends are such good photographers 🤭

↳ y/n.user: we hit the jackpot 💁‍♀️

f1fanzzz: carmen and y/n’s friendship is toooo cute :’)

user7: brazil gp and show was such a slay on planning on your part!! i went to both and lovedddd

brasill1: lewis and y/n 🤝 representing brazil

lewishamilton: you love me or brazil?

↳ y/n.user: both❤️❤️

lhedits0: LIVE LIVE LIVE FOR THEM

y/ns1fp: my blues queen!

bluesbb11y/n: anyone else too broke to go to her shows?

↳ y/nfp44: all of us, babe

↳ y/n.user: hi!! pls check your dm’s :) see you at the next show 💓

↳ y/nfp44: DID SHE JUST SEND US TICKETS???

↳ bluesbb11y/n: i’m DEAD. NO WAY��😭❤️

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

your instagram story:

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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lewishamilton: i love my blues girl💙🎤

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y/n.user: gonna cry🥹❤️

↳ lewishamilton: i have tissues

musicluvver: my blues girl and her blues loving bf🫠

user7: the pictures he takes of her >>>

blue.44: lewis 🤝 always posting y/n

carmenmmundt: i miss MY blues girl💙🖤💙🖤

↳ y/n.user: i’ll see you in vegas carmen🥹💙💙

user3: VEGAS???

↳ user9: it’s the las vegas gp this weekend lol!

f1wags: i aspire to be y/n

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

twitter:

F1 Wag Updates @f1wagsupdate • 3hr ago

its time for the las vegas grand prix!! and we, of course, have some updates on our mercedes wags!

both went for comfier, yet breezy, outfits for vegas. they like effortlessly beautiful!! we can’t wait to see the two together in the mercedes garage this weekend💙🖤

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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y/n.user: my favorite boys + my baby piano🥹💙

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user3: awwww🥲🥲🥲

lewishamilton: roscoe and i love you☺️❤️

↳ y/n.user: 🥺❤️

lilymhe: she IS the moment🙃

↳ y/n.user: ilyyy🫶🫶

lheditsss: their little family >

f2updatepg: PARENTSSSS

alexandrasaintmleux: we need to get leo and roscoe together!

↳ y/n.user: yes!!!

user7: when mother isn’t blessing us with her voice, she blesses us with selfies

*liked by creator*

landonorris: where was the selfie we took??????????

↳ y/n.user: oh….erm

↳ lewishamilton: it didn’t match the color scheme, sorry lando

↳ landonorris: 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨

wagfitsss: STUNNING AS ALWAYSSSSS🔥✨

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

(reposts, comments, and likes are appreciated!^-^)

#f1 #formula 1 #lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton x y/n #lewis hamilton smau #lewis hamilton fluff #lh44 #lh44 x reader #lh44 imagine #team lh44 #formula 1 smau #smau #fluff #f1 smau #f1 fluff #f1 x female reader #f1 x y/n #f1 x oc #f1 x you #f1 x reader

[oniliae]

(゜-゜)(。_。) reanimates your jmart ... iswear if you squint it couldbe them..

#theyre not nearly as toxic asthe reanimator duo i fear. its oktho.. #their entire relationship shifted to me after that ep 199 conversation nods solemnly and perhaps a bit mournfully #somany thoughts abt them yet so little intelligible #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #tma jmart #tma fanart #tma martin #tma jon #reanimator

[strawsojuberry]

Σ>―♡→ suguru geto x reader Σ>―♡→

Summary: How Suguru Geto would comfort you during a panic attack. Content: comfort, fluff TW: mentions of past abuse A/N: Wanted to write something comforting just for myself.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.⋆ ˚｡୨♡୧

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the sudden tightness in your muscles, the feeling of your throat closing up and your heart trying to claw its way out of your chest.

“No…no it’s been so long…” You stutter to yourself. 

“Not right now…please…” You begged your body but unfortunately, your panic attack was well underway.

Flashbacks of your past abuser ran through your head at rapid speed making your body go into fight or flight mode. You fell to your knees, a loud thud echoing through the room. You held your head in your hands trying to calm yourself down.

You tried your best to suppress your sobs, not wanting to turn into a full on mess. 

Suddenly, you heard a loud knock.

“You alright?” You heard a husky voice say from behind the door, “Heard a loud noise.”

Startled, you will yourself to crawl into the closet. The only space you deemed safe from outside sources of stress.

“I-I’m ok Suguru!” You squeaked out to the best of your abilities. You tried hard not to sound scared, but a whimper came out of your throat as soon as you finished your sentence.

You heard the turn of the door knob and footsteps entering your room.

“y/n?” You heard the confusion in your roommate's voice. 

You stifled your sobs and put your head in your hands once again. You heard the familiar sound of your closet door sliding and a small gasp.

“Y/N!? What happened, are you okay?!” Suguru said with panic in his voice. He knelt next to you not knowing what to do.

You looked up with tear filled eyes, “S-suguru…” You sobbed.

His heart clenched in his chest, “H-hey, it’s alright c’mere.” He said, pulling you into a tight hug. Suguru held your waist as you sobbed into his shoulder.

“I-I thought o-of back then…I can’t stop…b-breathing hurts…” You stuttered out.

“It’s alright I’m here…no one’s going to hurt you while I’m here…” He was unsure if you felt comfortable enough with him being so close to you, but he couldn’t just leave you the way you are. He may be one of the strongest sorcerer’s but when it came to you and your feelings, he was at a loss.

Your hand clenched onto his shirt as if he’ll disappear if you let go for even a second. In return, he squeezed you tighter. 

“You’re safe, I’m here for you.” He whispers in a low voice, trying his best to comfort you. Both of you stayed there on the closet floor, your stifled sobs echoing throughout the apartment.

After a while, your crying lessened and your breathing steadied. 

“Th-thank you.” You muttered into the crook of his neck. “A-and ‘m sorry.”

“Deep breathes sweet girl,” He spoke softly as he stroked your hair, “Don’t be sorry, I’m always here for you.”

#geto suguru #suguru geto #jjk suguru #jjk geto #jjk geto suguru #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #jujutsu kaisen geto #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk fanfiction #geto suguru fanfiction #geto x reader #suguru x reader #geto x you

[thatfanfictionchick]

*proceeds to say many things*

SHUT UP, LIAM 😩

My shame is peaked (/□＼*)・゜

I WAS WRONG.

Shut up shut up shut uuuuupppppppppp

NO ANYONE BUT HIM 😫😫😫

#just kill me now 😫😫😫 #ikemen villains #ikevil #ikevil liam #ikevil victor #ikevil harrison #ikevil ellis #ikevil jude

[reopic]

💡☆。.:＊・゜

#男の娘 #feminine boy #femboy #transgender #femboy hooters #femboy furry #femboy model #cute crossdreser #transgirl #transwoman

[riyangiis]

⚜︎ .・゜-: ✧ :- 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 . ﹏

[ 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐬𝐞 ! ]

#riyangiis #honkai star rail #hsr #luocha #hsr luocha #luocha hsr #welt yang #welt #joachim nokianvirtanen #hsr welt #welt hsr #yukong #hsr yukong #yukong hsr #dr ratio #veritas ratio #hsr dr ratio #dr ratio hsr #dan heng #dan heng il #dan heng imbibitor lunae #hsr dan heng il #hsr dan heng #dan heng il hsr #dan heng hsr #aventurine #hsr aventurine #aventurine hsr #divider #yura.wtv !

[richeeduvie]

This might be weird but like, how would Roman react to Baby just wanting to suck his balls? Just a sudden fascination with them?

Suckle

Roman Roy x Reader blurb

NSFW - ball sucking. Roman enjoys it, but he's also uncomfortable so beware of Roman Roy's uncomfortable nature.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.

It's a fascination that comes humorously. But you just want to.

It's stupid - funny and an embarrassment for Roman enough where you can tease him, there's barely a moment where he'll get at you for wanting to suck his balls and just his balls.

You know Roman, you know it'll get him small, shifty as much as it'll get him erect, bleeding on your pulse. A hard, small-hand pull on your pulse to keep your body close to him.

You watch him close his eyes, his mouth slightly curved in the middle. Already, Roman's so uncomfortable in how he doesn't know what you're about to do. It's perfect. His fingers pull at each other.

"How often do you think of your balls?"

"...Are you having an aneurysm?"

Roman's eye comes open when you unzip his pants, it widens when you don't pay attention to his flaccid cock. You just to pulling down until his thigh are pale and under your touch.

You kiss his thigh, then the other.

...You just want to suck his balls, make Roman small, but feeling good in how confused he'll be.

You pull his pants down to his ankles, looking over with a curved back like you're making the bed.

"Do you like the way the intimate parts of you look, Roman?"

"...What the fuck-"

Roman's shoulder roll when you kiss the tip of his cock, tongue swiping over. Not a beginning, just a tease - you only really want to suck on his balls. For the humor and enjoyment of it. It's comical in how badly you want to, so suddenly. You're not unaware of it. But Roman's unaware of what'll happen to him and that's the best of it.

There's a sharp, sharp breath of Roman's when you begin to suck on his balls. It's your mouth wet with your tongue swirling.

He shifts, moving up against the headboard. You hear his head knock against the clean cushioned wood.

"Why are you so-" Another breath. You know Roman won't survive if his eyes meet yours. You watch his fingers curl, digging into his palm. "Why are you so...so-"

You smile on his balls. He's all struggle. You've got him.

"Why are you so invested in my testsies all of a-fuck."

You suck. His cock comes hardened quickly, stretching out in a few more inches - but Roman does nothing to help satisfy himself. His fists grow tighter.

"Roman?"

He looks sick, a bit angry in his confusion of his own body. That's how you know he's being pleasured in a way. It's that or the times where he can't let go of you.

"Did someone suggest this? Did you fucking read about it?"

"...Hm? I do this all the time."

"You don't single my balls out during fellatio. You don't-"

He breathes in when you suck harder. He's right.

"Don't worry yourself into jealousy, Roman. It's sickly."

Roman's brows go up, then come down. You watch him watching you.

"I'm not fucking jeal-"

"Shut up. Enjoy yourself. Don't get sickly on me, it's gross. I only like you gross to a certain point."

Roman shuts up. You smile and suck more, a soft and wet noise following the way your mouth and tongue moves on him. Your other hand comes up to brush the shaft of his cock, but only for a bit. There's not fun in indulging him fully.

"...I knew you didn't love me unconditionally."

You stop sucking in the way Roman sounds so...genuine in his hurt. You don't know if he's fucking with you in his pitchy humor, but you see him swallow.

"Fucking knew it."

He says it so small. Almost whispered, but fully sure.

"Roman."

"I'm just - ha ha. I'm being funny, you're sucking me dry. It's funny-"

"Roman."

This was supposed to be fun. Or funny. SO, you have to come up from Roman, try and look him in the eye.

"I was joking. You of all people show know how serious the lining of a joke could look like. You're as stupid just as much as you are gross, but I love you always. So wipe that fucking look off your face. You enjoy things so uncomfortably."

Roman closes his eyes when you squeeze his balls.

"...You should really look into getting promoted to a figure of authority at Waystar. I'll make sure that won't happen, but still. It's nice for you to dream."

Roman pulls you back in by the wrist when you pull away.

"Keep...keep the unconditional ball sack love going, please?"

It's painful, how technically unsatisfying it is, but it's fucking perfect. You're a genius.

You smile. Of course. Anything for the man so pathetic. So perfect.

You come down, a lick swirling on Roman's balls. He closes his eyes for the longest while.

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[sl4sh3rs]

Hi I see you take requests and I’m not sure what to request specifically, but please do more Chucky x reader

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: ̗̀➛ chucky x child!reader (PLATONIC)

Content; reader is around 4-8 years old, chucky being a father figure to reader

Chucky had a soft spot for you, the little kid you were. He never really liked kids, but until he met you, his views changed.

You currently were sleeping, engulfed in your massive Care Bears blankie. Toys were scattered all over your room, being too lazy to pick them up after playing house last night. Both of your parents were at work and Chucky brought up the breakfast they left for you.

He went over to your window and open the curtains, letting the light pour through the room. You shifted and groaned as the light made it to your sensitive eyes.

“Chucky!!” You pouted, half awake, half asleep. “You gotta get up one way or another.. Besides, your mom made bacon and pancakes.” He said in a brighter tone. “I’m surprised you didn’t wake up from the smell kiddo.”

Your eyes shot open and you jumped out of bed, grabbing the plate from the doll and crawling back into bed. “Fork.” You said while reaching your arm out, looking at the tv. He chuckled and gave you a small fork before you went to town while watching my little pony.

“I can’t believe you don’t like pinkie pie.” You said with a mouthful as you looked at the doll. He shrugged. “I’m more of a rainbow dash kinda guy. I’m also a grown man.” He said which made you chuckle a little bit.

As you finished your breakfast, you spoke again. “Can you make me pasta for lunch. Make it the good way.” You spoke as you stared intensely at the screen. “You had that yesterday.” “But I want it again!” You darted your head back at him.

Chucky rolled his eyes. “Fine, fine…”

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[mazeinthemiroh]

[5:23pm] "you're pretty." you commented, staring at your boyfriend with intense interest.

seungmin lifted his head up from the book he was reading and gave you a half-hearted exhale in response to your compliment.

then he went back to reading, his eyes furrowed as he concentrate on he words before him.

"so handsome."

he lifted his head up again, licking his dry lips as he put his book down ever so slightly.

"can i help you with anything?" he questioned, an unamused look on his face due to your interruptions.

"not particularly, no" you responded playfully, staring at him with a dreamy look in your gaze. he rolled his eyes.

"then be quiet," he groaned, but in the same breath he was wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close to him. he knew, he just knew, that you wanted to be a little bit closer to him.

and immediately, you snuggled down into his grasp, head on his chest as your curious eyes looked at the pages he was reading as he lifted up the book again.

"read to me, pretty boy."

seungmin grinned gently at the nickname, one hand holding the book upright and the other coming up to play with your hair. then he read to you, his voice soft and almost musical.

you fell asleep soon after.

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