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I feel like jj is a sex GOD like.. he’s so experienced w it he could make u have the best orgasm of ur life in seconds and when you say “oh my god” in bed or something he’ll be like “nope, jus’ me princess.” 🤭
may I be 🍪 anon? by the way I love you and your writing it’s incredible. 🥹🫶
Thank you so much for the compliments i’m full on giggling 🥺<3
But you’re SO right!! He’s so cocky about it too, like, sir? How you learn to do allat? I’ve had this vision for a while so just hear me out on this <3
When you’ve spoken to your friends about sex before all of them just seemed to confirm what you had already experienced, guys never cared about girls having a good time in bed.
That is until you have sex with JJ for the first time, already having a mental picture of what it’s gonna look like from previous experience, even before you start making out with him.
He’s on top of you, smearing messy, wet kisses against your pulse point as you let out small sighs, hands threading though the blond hair on the nape of his neck when he just blurts out, out of nowhere “can i go down on you?” and you’re like WHAT? Eyes bulging out of your head and whole body going stiff below him as he pulls his head out of your neck, lips kiss swollen and pink, eyes in a daze.
“You actually want to?” you mumble, tongue poking the inside of your cheek and cheeks tinting red when he grins.
“Do i want to?” he scoffs, leaning forward to press a nasty, wet kiss against your lips, pulling back with a smug smirk.
AND he makes a point of making you finish at least three times just from him eating you out, just to prove a point.
I feel like we all know in out hearts by now that JJ’s the muchiest munch of them all. Am i right or am i right?
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#outer banks#chatting ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆#obx#obx fic#obx imagine#anon ask#anonymous#jj maybank prompt#jj maybank x y/n#jj maybank smut#jj maybank x you#jj maybank x reader#jj maybank#jj obx#jj outer banks#🍪 anon
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I am having thots™ about Jason slowly fucking you while rubbing your clit and it's so good but still not enough. You just want him to go faster and you whine under him and he coos at you.
"Is that not enough for you baby? Here, lemme fix that."
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He's rubbing barely there circles around your clit while he fucks you so slowly you think you're gonna lose your mind. You know you're whining, but you can't help it. Every time you squirm to get more friction, he uses his other hand to hold you in place (and goes slower).
"Please, Jay. Faster."
He smiles as he coos at you, "Aw, sweetheart. Is that not enough for you baby? Here, lemme fix that."
It starts off like heaven when he adds more pressure and speed from his hand, then he makes you eat your words when he starts really thrusting.
"Don't forget, baby. This is what you wanted. Remind me exactly what it was that you said again."
You don’t respond, it's too hard to think.
"Say it or I'll stop."
"Faster."
"If you insist."
#🍪 anon#saph’s love letters#jason todd#jason todd x reader#saph’s thots#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd smut#jason todd x reader smut#red hood smut#red hood x reader smut#smut
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🍪anon here! i had a little thought and it goes, L being jealous of misa having her hair brushed by reader and he acts as if it doesn't bother him but he hints at wanting his hair brushed (it was funnier in my head, my cats do this and I thought of L and Misa)
Little Kitten ╾ L, Misa
sigh. 🍪 anon you are my favourite.
I have moved to my main @lawlietscaramels please follow there for new content!
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"Y/N-chan!"
The high pitched voice is clearly Misa's. It's a nice voice, good for singing, but if you listened to it too long you'd go mad.
Misa stops in front of you, holding out a hairbrush with a smile. She tilts her head to the side. "Will you brush my hair for me?"
You hesitate for a moment then smile, picking the hairbrush out of her hands. "Sure." Misa squeals in delight and starts taking her hair out of its little ponytails, sitting down in a chair and turning her back to you. She swings her feet a little as you begin brushing through her hair.
It's quite pretty, blonde and shining gold in the light. Once you've gotten the few knots out, your free hand comes to stroke through her hair. Misa sighs.
"Thanks, pretty!" she declares, turning her head enough that one of her eyes can meet yours. "So, you know, Y/N, I was with Light yesterday and..." Misa blabbers on, her arms waving all around. You're sure she's annoying the Task Force, but nobody comments on it. So you just listen to the girl's triumphs and woes, continuing to gently brush through her hair.
About twenty minutes pass before you notice L sulking at his desk.
"Hold on, Misa," you instruct, pausing her part way through a tale about a grumpy waitress. She leans her head back, eyes catching the flourescent lights, and pouts a little. You give her a pat on the head and look back over at the head detective. "L, are we distracting you?"
"No," he says stiffly, glancing at you for only a moment before his dark gaze moves to the hairbrush, Misa, and back to his computer.
"..Alright, then."
The detective stuffs a chocolate in his mouth and seems to pout.
Misa laughs. "I think Ryuzaki wants his hair brushed, Y/N." There's a mumbled "do not" from L's direction. You shake your head and resume running your fingers and brush through Misa's hair.
"He'll have to come ask me."
Another 20 or so minutes pass. It's more peaceful this time, Misa only making the occasional comment as the sound of tapping at keyboards and rustling through files fills the room. Her hair is very soft, and your task quickly becomes more meditative than anything. You're getting really into it when there's a small nudge at your leg.
L's standing beside you, his shoulders hunched and head tilted down so he can stare right into your eyes, his hand outstretched to poke at your pants. As you watch, he slowly lowers himself into that 40% froggy sit of his, and looks up with big, bush baby eyes that ask "why don't you like me?" as he lets his head fall onto your leg.
Misa laughs again, and prudently prances off, going to annoy Light. L stays crouched at your feet.
He's too cute...
You sigh but don't protest. Couldn't if you wanted. "Alright then, Ryuzaki, on the chair."
His mouth doesn't bother quirking up into a smile, but his eyes seem to brighten as he straightens up and crouches back down, this time in the chair in front of you. L keeps turning his head to look at you, jumping when he sees you looking back, and turning his head away again. You put a hand on his shoulder and he's caught between freezing and falling out of the chair.
"Be still," you scold gently, and begin brushing his hair. It's much knottier than Misa's, and you're a little scared to guess when he last ran his own comb through it, but it seems clean enough.
Once you've tugged the knots out, it's quite nice, actually.
You start humming a little, your hand reaching up to stroke through the dark, raven-feather hair sticking up all over his head. L lets out a mix of a sigh and an "oh!" and his entire body shudders. You laugh.
He leans back slowly, bending his head so he can look up at you. You give him a little tap on the chin, then the forehead and smile. L's eyes close as your fingers massage into his scalp, the hairbrush neatening and smoothing out his hair.
His lips tilt into a smile too, eyes opening just a slit to stare sleepily into yours.
"Thank you, Y/N."
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𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖙 ˏˋ⋆˖⁺˖⁀➷ 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 + 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜
#I wanna put him in bed roll him up in a blanket burrito and tell him I love his eyes.#and kiss his nose#🍪 anon#writing#death note#fluff#l lawliet#death note fanfiction#dn#l x reader#l x you#death note x reader#misa amane#L#cute#short story#quick read#soft#x reader#misa misa#death note short stories#writers on tumblr#lei's lawliet#lei writes
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Yandere worshipper male hcs with fem reader
Could it maybe be high school themed?? Like him just being completely enthralled by her and leaving her letters etc THANK YOU
Call me 🍪 anon
thank you sm for requesting!! welcome to the blog, 🍪 anon!
tw for stalking and obsessive behavior.
𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐂𝐒...
from the moment he saw you, he became so utterly obsessed.
he genuinely can’t fathom how perfect you are in his eyes, yet no words even come close to describing your faultlessness.
unfortunately, he’d be a little bit on the shy end. he tries to be subtle with his crush on you, but he’s greedy for every bit of attention you give him.
that one time you caught him staring at you in class? when you made eye contact with him? god, he’ll be thinking about that moment for weeks.
he’s a 50/50 between being delusional and self-aware. he knows it’s wrong to stalk your social media but he’s not hurting you... so there’s no harm in it.
he’ll write about every detail he knows about you in a journal, from your birthday to the kind of shampoo you use.
sometimes, he’ll berate himself for being a coward. admiring you from a distance isn’t enough for him- he wishes you were his. then he’d be able to shamelessly feel all of you, memorizing every perfection and imperfection on your body.
on the other hand, poor boy would be absolutely mortified if you knew how much he loves you :(
however... he is DEFINITELY the type to send lengthy love letters in your locker. every day, he’ll risk being late to class to watch your reaction while reading them.
his notebook margins are also crowded with delicate pencil sketches of you!!! plus, he would 100% scribble your name in cursive and draw little red hearts surrounding it.
he doesn’t get jealous, he gets insecure. if he sees you with another guy, yandere! worshipper will try to ‘fix’ his personality and looks so you’ll like him more.
moreover, your school schedule is tattooed in the back of his brain. he’ll follow you during passing period and lunch, making sure you aren’t getting too close with anyone but him.
and only heaven knows what would happen if someone got to you before he does.
#cupidsdivinity#cupids.fic#🍪 anon#yanderecore#yandere oc x reader#yandere blurb#yandere imagines#yandere fic#yandere#yandere!worshipper x reader#yandere!worshipper#oc x reader#x reader
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pov: coryo with a bunny hybrid reader !! mayhaps she’s a gift from dr. gaul, one of those many experiments but this one actually went sort of right! she’s a “congratulations on being president!!” gift but coryo has been in power for a bit of time now.
she’s (bunny) a menace, truly. she runs rampant around the mansion and snarls at any servant that steps close to her. she borders of feral, and the only reason she gets away with it is because coryo finds her cute. (totally not because he knows she likes him. how does he know? bunny may or may not always steal his sheets after he’s slept in them for a few weeks.)
bunny can usually be found in secluded places (she scares off the servants) like the library, or sometimes even the garden. but her little bunny burrow is definitely in a dark corner in the library. a makeshift nest filled with coryo’s sheets, a stolen cologne bottle and a few of his ties and shirt— oh there’s his infamous red jacket!
coryo and bunny only begin to actually bond after he’s finally forced her out. she hissed and whined and kicked feebly but it didn’t do much, more of a tantrum if anything. fast forward, not even a full week after he drags her out of seclusion, and she sits happily across his lap <33 letting him stuff her wittle face with sweets whilst also stuffing her in other places too <3333 if anyone asks, he thinks she’s the cutest thing. loves her floppy ears and cotton tail. he adored the way she craves his approval and attention, he dressed her personally, his own little bun doll.
I WENT SO CRAZY FOR THIS IM SO SORRY BUT CORYO WOULD LOVE THE DEPENDENCY A HYBRID WOULD NEED
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Oh, gosh he would definitely love it!
He would do everything from bathing her, feeding her, clothing her. Everything. Just a doll to play and relief stress with, nothing else. He finds her adorable and so much less annoying than humans.
Her body makes her incredibly honest, her tail wags when she's happy, her ears twitch when she's mad. He doesn't have to overanalyze everything she does and he loves it.
she's his favorite pet!
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Guys tartar is trying to smoothie Captain cuttlefish again-🍪
”NO! GRAMPA!!!!!!!”
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Please share your professor Welt Yang thoughts, I've brought snacks for us!!! ☺️🍉🍫🧁🍙🍓
(I fear this will awaken something in me)
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took 3-5 business days to arrange my thoughts since it was just feral babbling in my melted brain. But!!! We are ready now ☝️
suggestive toward the end, what can I say. I want to get in his professor pants sorry
Professor Welt Yang who is obviously the crush of quite a few university students, though I’d think he would be the oblivious type who just thinks of it as silly faculty gossip. His lectures are always very popular and at full capacity each semester.
Of course you aren’t immune to his serious yet gentle charm either. And while working on grad school you go to him for certain advice and pointers for your thesis. It becomes a more and more frequent thing, so much that you have his office hours memorized at this point.
Conversation is easy with him. And you’ll admit sometimes you go and start a random topic off with a broad question just to hear Welt talk in that deep voice of his. You could hear him talk for hours if he’d let you.
Of course this man is dense and dumb as rocks when it comes to even taking the hint that you are down so bad for him. Just have some patience with him.
You’ll catch him at the university’s cafe grabbing a quick lunch and coffee which turns into effortless conversation just to stay with him a little longer. At your one-on-ones you’ll even bring him a coffee when you stop by. Kind gesture or wiggling your way into his mind? You would never reveal.
There are little things here and there that you start to do that will leave you on his mind more often.
It’ll start with visits for advice on your material and projects. You are easy to get along with and even have some insightful commentary on the topics he speaks about.
Then come the complimentary coffees you bring— sometimes even some suggestions you bring to mix it up. He always enjoys them and thanks you for going out of your way to bring him the most delicate blends and flavors.
Then come the few invites to lunch. First at the university’s cafe to continue the conversations. After a few weeks you offer lunch at nearby places just outside campus. “It’ll make a nice change of scenery and the weather is lovely for a walk today, don’t you think, Professor Yang?” you’ll suggest oh so sweetly. And with that kind and genuine smile you give, how could he refuse? There are some subconscious thoughts that go through his mind wondering if you’re his favorite student. A strange one indeed given you took his lecture last semester and others a few years while you worked on your bachelor’s, but aren’t a student of his currently.
Your meetings during his office hours continue— a bit more scattered throughout the week and with more days in between. Welt starts to look forward to seeing you in his office, two coffees in hand. Lately he’s all you can think about. It becomes more of a frequent guilty pleasure as you show up in tight pencil skirts and button up blouses that reveal a lacy set underneath if his eyes linger too long. You apologize for constant formal attire, throwing in some excuse about recent project presentations and an internship you began. His eyes follow you when you move to leave his office, eyes glued to the way the pencil skirt hugs all your curves in ways that have him a little dazed with new thoughts.
You start showing up on Fridays and later than usual to his office, skirt length just a little higher sometimes and giving him a tease with how your stockings complement your plush thighs so well. You apologize deeply for catching him at the end of his office hours— and before the weekend, no less. The campus is mostly empty with majority of students having left and only a few faculty still around. Your professor, being the kind soul he is, of course tells you it’s always a pleasure to have you in his office. And your attire today certainly is… special.
“Apologies, professor, I have a dinner later with some friends and don’t have time to go home and change,” you explain as you head toward his desk in practiced motions. Your weekly routines. Welt shuts the door, assuring you it’s no issue.
But it is an issue. His heart hammers rapidly in his chest as his eyes take in your attire against their will. How could a simple black dress hug your body in such a sinful way? Or was it just his mind?
His heart is swaying and his feelings will go through some internal turmoil as he begins to realize that his feelings are something more.
Still, ever the professional, he takes a seat at his desk and offers you the one in front of him. Same routine. Just another meeting.
And you break routine. Or break him.
His eyes follow your every move and gesture as you begin explaining some issues you’ve had with your thesis edits and research. Being so close to him, he can catch the subtle scent of your perfume. A warm and subtle citrus.
You apologize briefly, telling him you have to leave soon but needed his advice to get some edits done over the weekend. No need to apologize of course. His eyes follow your every move as you apply some lipstick on while he looks over your file that you emailed over. His heart beats louder and there are some images that come forth in his mind that he has to will away. He has long succumbed to these… questionable thoughts. And that’s putting it lightly.
“Professor?”
Oh. He had been staring idly, not even realizing you were so close to him now. Damn, he hasn’t even looked over the file yet.
Your sultry voice still rings like blaring alarms in his brain. He clears his throat and says he will look the files over more thoroughly and send you an email so you’re not late to your dinner.
Your laugh is heavenly as you point to something on the screen of note on the file. Something he doesn’t even register as his eyes immediately fall to the way your chest is mere inches from his face as you bend near him. The revealing low cut of your dress leaves little to the imagination.
“Professor Yang.” Your voice is just above a whisper, pulling his attention once more.
“Yes?”
“Can I kiss you?” you ask simply, hand on his shoulder making the skin under his dress shirt feel like it’s on fire.
Heat spreads to his entire body, mind blank. His eyes dart to your lips and linger there as he gulps. Hard.
With a chuckle, you lean down to press a kiss to his neck. An action he feels has an effect on him ten times more severe than if you were to kiss his cheek. It’s deliberate. It’s planned. And he wants more.
You tilt his chin up with a delicate hand. Welt is at your mercy, not making any indication of wanting these advances to stop. His eyes are on your lips again as you lean closer, and tilt your head with a sly smile.
“Seems this lipstick really is smudge-proof,” you say, examining the area where you placed your lips. Your eyes go back to his and suddenly his breath hitches in anticipation. “Professor.”
Welt shudders at the way the word rolls of your tongue. There’s jolts of electricity that run through his spine and spread through him in an addictive rush just from your voice. You have him inevitably wrapped around your finger.
“Again,” Welt says with a clear of his throat.
You climb onto his lap, checking his expression in case there was any indication he didn’t want your advances. The hardness painfully confined in his slacks says otherwise.
And you indulge him with a kiss on the lips. One you smile into as he goes in for another like a man starved. Welts rough hands grab at your soft thighs, pulling you closer against him. It’s like he can’t stop now that he’s started. He pushes the thought of someone walking into his office and being discovered engaging in these scandalous activities with a former student far back in his mind, like a fleeting thought he can’t be bothered to think of. Not right now, not when you’re mischievously tugging at his belt buckle. The serious gentleman everyone knows is quickly dissolving before you.
Several months of pleasantries and exchanges and patience finally leading up to exactly what you wanted. You can’t help but grin against his lips for your little victory.
#are we a home wrecker? who knows#welt yang x reader#I’m never letting this dilf go#ask stuff 💌#mii writes#🍪 anon#cw suggestive#hsr fanfic#cw age gap#bc he wouldn’t be a dilf otherwise
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chiscara headcanons ? 👀
shoutout to the multiple ppl who asked me 😈
canon compliant sorta
childe followed scara around like a puppy after getting recruited since he was in awe of his fighting ability
stole his hat once and never again after scara raged out on him
openly has called scara hot and scara tells him to stfu
teucer loves scara and scara wud rather chop his leg off than admit he likes kids; he lets teucer ride down hills in his hat
that one scene from howl’s moving castle but it’s scara cus childe wanted to see how it felt like to float as high as u want / his hands on childe’s waist moans
they are both so touch starved but scara never initiates it. one time he did and childe teased him so scara never did it again until months later and childe doesn’t say anything cus he doesn’t wanna scare him off
modern au moment
strangers to best friends to lovers
growing up they went to the same elementary school and childe befriended the entire class, including scara and he was scaras first real and only friend
went on to middle or high school and childe instantly became popular bc of his social status and how extroverted he was so scara assumed childe wud leave him for other ppl who actually talked and matched his energy
so he was surprised when childe kept in touch w him
scara was popular too cus of his looks but nobody talked to him too much cus of his demeanor
childe confessed first but scara makes the first move to kiss
childe probably lived in a frat house and scara got his own room so childe sleeps over half the time
goes on a lot of bar crawls and sometimes scara goes to keep an eye on him but he just stands in the corner and glares at anyone who flirts with childe
childe gives him his letterman jacket and it drowns scara so next time around he orders a smaller size and everyone on childe’s team is like wtf it wont fit u but he doesn’t care cus it’s for his bf
hc childe plays college soccer and scara goes to his games, he’s too awkward to cheer him on and he doesn’t care to learn the rules but he’s there
he’s jealous cus he’s insecure (he has abandonment issues 😍) so it upsets him when cheerleaders flirt w childe
scara probably has a more time consuming major so study dates but childe just sleeps during them or watches scara study
childe small spoon omg cus scara will hug him when he’s asleep and doesn’t realize it
scara is a skincare whore and he’ll make childe do facemasks
he loves childe’s freckles…sometimes he counts them when childe falls asleep first and if childe’s insecure about them he’ll tell him to stfu
i got carried away lemme shut up 😇 (i will reply to the other ppl w more)
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Catzai stole my heart! little rebellious kitten </3 I imagined the first night when he decided to sleep in your bed. First, he tentatively opened the door to make sure you were asleep. If so, he will quietly climb into your bed and go to sleep at the foot of the bed, but he wakes you up! He's afraid you'll scold him, but you pull him to you and then you two fall asleep cuddled up next to each other! 🍪
Yeah!! He's so nervous but you seem so cozy and warm and you'd treated him so well. Given him a warm bath and not snapped at him even when he hissed and scratched you, fed him and made sure he was dry and warm. When he gets into your bed with you and wakes you up he's so scared he'll be kicked out, thrown onto the street again, but you just pull him under the covers and wrap yourself around him like he's a plushie! He spends the rest of the night purring <3
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HEDGEHOG MY BABY
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Such an underrated era he looks so fucking hot
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Ok, so Jason knows how to cook and does 90% of it but he loves eating baked goods you make. It doesn't matter that he can make those things himself, it's special when you do it and the first time you bake him a birthday cake, he gets emotional and just sweeps you up in his arms to tell you how much he loves you.
Also may I have the 🍪 for anon?
Ofc! And I WAS LITERALLY THINK AB THIS THE OTHER DAY. I hate sweet stuff and cooking, but I would LOVE to bake for this man.
Jason cooks and you bake. That is the system. The first time you bake him anything, especially if it was on his birthday, he’d be smiling like and idiot for HOURS. He’d eat the entire thing. You’d tell him that it’s his day so you’re cleaning the dishes and when he tries, you swat his hand. He hugs you from behind the entire time you’re washing dishes. Every so often, he’ll plant a kiss on your head and say he loves you. He is so WHIPPED for you.
#jason todd#saph’s love letters#saph’s thots#jason todd x reader#red hood#red hood x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd x you#red hood imagine#red hood x you#jason todd fluff#jason todd x reader fluff#fluff#🍪 anon
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Could I get a Erin love confession? Like maybe a letter or him dragging her to behind the school and just spilling his guts to her saying how he wants her to do whatever she wants to him and to take advantage of him, how he just wants to be with her etc. THANK YOU
🍪 anon
Your back hits the wall as Erin places his hands on the either of your head. There's a softness in his eyes. Something you've never seen before. It's overshadowed by the desperation in the rest of his gaze.
"I like you, Y/n...." He begins, swallow hard as he spills the sins of his desires. "I like you... and I want you to hurt me. Completely destroy me. Make me unable to be used by anyone else. I know I'm an asshole, but it's always been to get a rise out of you. I still want the sappy shit of a normal relationship, but thus fucked up thoughts fill my head. Please... ruin me, Y/n."
#Erin my oc#Yandere bully#🍪 anon#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere oc#yandere imagines#yandere x you#yandere insert#yandere headcanons#yandere scenarios#male yandere#yandere oc imagine#yandere x darling#yandere blurb#yandere drabble
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I know I need to make a proper pinned but for now this will have to do until I get some time to write a full one…
You can call me bunny (or any other pet name you see fit), 18 but 19 in a few months, lesbian, I’m a switch but heavily sub leaning, I like both mascs and femmes and everyone inbetween (really I’m just a desperate slut for girls so…)
This blog is 18+ and minors, ageless/blank blogs and men you are NOT welcome here and you will be blocked!!! I check every note/follow and I can and will block you if you fit any dni criteria
I don’t care how old you may be.. if you don’t have your age somewhere visible on your page I WILL block.
Also please do not Spam Like or you will also be blocked! (mutuals are exempt)
Kinks/tags etc continue below the cut⬇️
Some (but not all) of my kinks include:
Calling girls **mommy/daddy(as a title)
Praise
Degradation/humiliation
Somno
Free use
Pain
Breeding (no impreg)
Hair pulling
Marking
Overstimulation
Edging
Orgasm denial
Intoxication (weed)
Temperature play (esp ice)
Teasing
Servicing
Bondage
Dom/sub dynamics
Spit
Rough sex
Choking
Dumbification
Being owned
**DO NOT CALL ME MOMMY
Hard limits include:
Feet, scat, feeder/feedee, rape, race play
I will come back and add to these lists when I can remember more
My tags (so far):
#bunny speaks - my own text posts
#bunnys pics - pics of me
#bunnys anons - responding to anon asks
#bunnys asks - responding to all asks
Current anon tag list:
- 🌈 , 🫧 , 🔮, 🍒, Blue, 🩵, 🌻, ✨, 🍃, 💖, 🌷,🍪, 🪷, 🍓
If you wish to be a tagged anon, simply send me an anon ask and sign off with any emoji you like
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hello ☺
Im the anon who requested this
https://www.tumblr.com/love-strike/712014839447535616/hello-my-favorite-seungkwan-fic-writer-hihihi
suggesting a seungkwan hard thought, and can I please request a short drabble with this concept?
shy boyfriend seungkwan wanting to dom you for the first time. you just didn't expect it would be the best sex in your relationship yet. the way he doesn't want to pull out his thick cock after filling you loads of cum. talking dirtily to you, telling you your his good girl for letting him have his way with you.
by the way, can I be 🍪 anon?
a/n: hello there anon!! ofc you can be 🍪 anon i think that's adorable hehe! thank you so much for this request, i also love the previous one you sent me <3 hope you enjoy!
“Seungkwan,” you moan breathlessly as you throw your head back onto the pillow beneath you. Your mind is in whiplash over how quickly you ended up in bed, getting absolutely wrecked by your boyfriend. You look up at his sweet eyes in a daze; he’s watching you fall apart.
Seungkwan is someone who is excitable when in a crowd, yet shy and easily embarrassed when faced with someone one-on-one. You love this about him — and you love pinching his cheek and telling him how cute he is when he’s bashful.
This is why you were utterly shocked when he mentioned that he wanted to try being dominant in the bedroom. It was something you fantasized about a lot, so of course you were excited. You just didn’t realize that he’s practically a natural at it.
“Mmm,” he hums in pleasure as he slows down and deepens his thrusts. “You’re such a good girl, baby.”
You feel your body shudder in response to his words and it makes him smirk. He loves seeing you underneath him.
“You like taking my cock like this, don’t you? Answer me.”
“Yes, Seungkwan, I love it,” you breathe out desperately and he groans loudly. You feel his grip on your waist tighten and his fingers dig deeply into your skin, pulling a gasp out of you. The way he’s manhandling you so easily makes your face heat up, the coil in your stomach tightening.
“Gonna cum,” Seungkwan grunts and you feel your pussy quiver around his cock in anticipation. He leans down to bury head in the crook of your neck and begins thrusting unrestrainedly. “I need you to take all of it.”
Your eyes almost roll back into your head and you moan his name as his cock jerks inside of you. He cums, and keeps cumming for so long that you swear you can feel it spill out of you. You let out a deep breath when he finally finishes. He pulls his soft length out, and you think that you’re going to get a moment to rest before you feel two slender fingers at your entrance.
“Kwan!” you gasp and squeeze your thighs together. You feel a wave of pleasure hit you as he slides his fingers in, immediately hitting your sweet spot.
“I need to make my good girl cum, don’t I?” Seungkwan whispers with a smile that makes your heart jump. You nod weakly, letting your eyes flutter closed. He quickly moves his fingers in and out and the sounds of his cum squelching inside of you just turns you on even more. He begins sucking on the sensitive skin below your ear and your hips involuntarily buck upwards, chasing towards his fingers.
“Gonna cum for me?” he asks you, his deep voice almost taunting you. “Cum all over my fingers, princess.”
Your body reacts accordingly, your pussy tensing around his fingers as your orgasm falls over you in waves. He holds you tightly in his arms as you shudder and cum for him.
After a minute of catching your breath, Seungkwan pulls his fingers out of you and immediately places them on his tongue to taste you. You groan loudly and dramatically flop your arms down on the bed, mustering the little energy that you have left.
“You’re shameless,” you tell him with a pout and he laughs loudly, wrapping his arms around you and pecking you right on the lips.
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this is me and hobie no one can tell me any different
No it's me and Hobie and I'm the blue guy
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i want seungmin to choke me and it’s not funny. i’m one gym selca away from losing my shit seriously <//3
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i can see him loving having his hand around your throat as he makes you cum with the other <3 he gets drunk on the pretty sight of your lips staying separated in awe and his wrapped fingers below your chin with rings digging into your sensitive skin
all of the vulnerable broken gasps you make mingle with the squelching noises from his long fingers pumping deep inside you, along with the smacking sound of his palm against your clit, as you keep your legs spread wide in the air for him. you always sound captivating when you cum, but it’s heavenly when you do it while you choke for air ~
#anon you’re the one whose gonna make ME lose my shit#💌: xhdream inbox#🍪 anon#xdinary heroes hard thoughts#xdinary heroes hard hours#xdinary heroes smut#seungmin hard thoughts#o.de hard thoughts
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