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rusmii · 22 days

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Ok so before I forget what i dreamed about PLEASE IM BEGGING U RESPOND PLEASE PLEASE AND IF U DON'T DO REQUEST PLEASE DO IT WHEN U OPEN REQUEST PLEASE SO I WILL ASK DIFFERENT CREATORS THIS BUT DIFFERENT ANIME OR GAME MALE CHARACTER SO.....

Female reader pls so

Yn is gf whit bsd men i want reaction of them when u set up a camera start recording and put her head between the legs and it goes like this:

'''Hello girls lets do a unboxin video "" and she starts uk unzipping undressing.....

What will they do will the men allow her to do it does one of them do reverse card and just does yn unboxin or dies he let her please i need Rat man AKA fyodor dazai and chuuya u can add other mennu want please IM BEGGING U I NEED ONE U PROBABLY KNOW WHAT DAZAI WILL DO WHAT HIS REACTION WILL BE OR WHATEVER CHARACTER U ADD U CAN MAKE PT2 OR PT3 PLEASE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭(SORRY IF MY ENGLISH IS BAD ITS MY 3 LANGUAGE AND AHEM) HARD SMUT AND ""gives him or her a cookie 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪

❝ HEY GIRLS! LET’S DO AN UNBOXING VIDEO 2DAY !!! ❞ — brat taming edition

( ⟡ ). fyodor, dazai, chuuya x FEM!bodied reader (afab / fem. names)

( 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 ⟡ ). your boyfriend has had such a stressful week this month! with him ignoring your usual antics for attention—you stir the pot looking for ideas to get his attention back on you. what kind of stupid shit did you pull off this time to make him so mad, he has to fuck the brat outta you? wc;;; 2,560

( cws ⟡ ). just know this is hardcore brat taming erm… NOT EDITED/PROOFREAD, POSSIBLE OOC. no protection, riding/cowgirl, meanie fyodor, DOM!fyodor, long dick fyo, mentions of brat everywhere, poorly used russian translator, begging and pleading, P->I, pet names/nicknames, DOM!dazai, cunni/fem oral. , fingering, g-spot hitting yum, implied safe wording in dazais part, dirty talk, punishments, desk sex in both dazai and chuuyas part, bending over, DOM!chuuya, fucking u doggy, ass slapping, mean name calling (lovingly), rough fucking, kinda public sex, the thrill of getting caught, chuuya is a yap while having sex, he becomes a whiny bitch as he cums. ALL DIVIDERS/BANNERS MADE BY ME!!!!!

( ans ⟡). OH MY GOSH I ACTUALLY FINISHED THIS 💀 let's ignore the fact that dazais part is shit and that I forgot about the cameras after fyos pt... anyways hi love! I don't take reqs but I rlly liked this idea so I took it as a suggestion <3 dw abt ur english I understood it !!

if u liked this imma need to know why

#( FYODOR🪽. ) wc; 934

he sighs, ivan had been nagging him all week, the already stressful month not helping with his situation. because of this, fyodor has had less time to give you any sort of attention, only merely passing a small greeting when you two meet each other in bed after the days are over. it isn’t until today, did you have enough of his busy schedule; and ivan’s touchy hands feeling your man up. body kneeling in between his legs, you look up with your dashing eyes—words being uttered with such disgrace and impurity as he suppresses a big sigh. “hey girls! let’s do an unboxing video today!~” unzipping his fly slowly, your eyes never leave his; camera settled in the corner recording everything. including what he was about to do to his brat.

“lyubov',” fyodor lifts your chin with his fingers, angling it so that your little camera stunt was capturing your expression. he gives you a shallow thrust, dick hitting so deep, it almost kisses your cervix. “it’s rude to ignore your audience. why don’t i cut you some slack, hm?” he suggests, switching your positions. turning your head away from the camera, it was clear as day that you wanted to turn it off to hump his dick freely, but you knew damn well your boyfriend wasn’t as nice as he made himself out to be.

he taps your thigh, “ride me dorogoy.” like a chain of commands, you move your hips, pussy sliding his dick in and out without much effort. “fyo..~” you moan, sweat rolling down your head as his cock bullies it’s way deeper inside. “no, brats don’t get to talk. brats need to earn the approval of their master.”— fyodor talks, as if he were your owner. after hearing that you needed to earn your privilege back, you embarked on your journey to make this one hundred percent harder for him. “no,” you stop moving, resting your body on top of his lap.

knowing your play, fyodor doesn’t take your disobedience lightly. “[name], my dear. pleasure me or don’t get off at all.” he warns. it was your last warning before fyodor grabbed his book from the nightstand and left you to rot on his dick until you got the memo. panic slowly starts to settle in once you realize the weight of the situation. you’ve been longing for his attention for so long and you got it! but at what cost? fyodor clicks his tongue, giving you a minute left to decide your next choice.

you bite your lip, hips moving slowly against him as he sighs and grabs his book anyways. “wait! i’m - i’m riding you!” you try to smack the book away, a sharp glare and a thrust knocking you back into place. “hn~ fyodor! why are you reading?!” you slam down onto his dick, skin being smacked and mushed together by sweat was echoed through the bedroom. ignoring your pleas and begging, fyodor simply flips to the next page, fully aware of the tears threatening to glass your eyes up if he didn’t start praising you like his good girl in the next few minutes.

your hands rest on his stomach, pushing your body up every time you fall back down in hopes of getting his attention back on you. “hah..~ fyo~ please-please pay attention to me..” you whine, clenching your walls. that seemed to get a reaction out of him, breath pausing just for a second before he recomposes himself and shakily turns to the next page. “fyo-dor!~” — “sorry, i couldn’t hear you over your blabbering.” he shuts the book, placing it aside. “what did my brat beg of me?” your pace sped up, hips and legs trembling from your approaching orgasm that was just on the horizon.

you were so close, but it wasn’t enough. you needed him to fill and fuck every spot in your pussy—and you were getting more desperate by the second. “well? i’m not asking for much, parshivets.” he leans forward, elbows propped up to support himself better. “what did you say in your previous sentence?” he sets his hands on your waist. tears has already welled up in your eyes—his cock nudging against your g-spot. “go on, tell me.” his face was near yours, eyes staring at yours while he captured your lips into a kiss.

his hips snapped up, angling it so that he was able to hit your spot head on with each passing thrust. “ghnn!!~” you squeal into the kiss, stomach tying into knots as your arms fall limp. “say it,” he moves down to your neck, biting down near the crook of it. “ah! hmm~ i - please pay attention to me!” you gave in when he starts speeding up his thrusts. “ ‘m to me! pay attention t’mee!!~” body giving out, you threw your head back as drool spread down your lips. “ ‘m sorry! pay attention to me!~ pay attention - ghhoo!!!”

“ah~ such lewd sounds coming from you,” fyodor groans, the grip of his hands tightening a bit as he feels his balls starting to empty itself. “fuck -!” he cursed, pretty unexpectedly, “take it all lyubov'!” he moans—dick so deep you could feel his load seeping into your womb bit by bit. all it took was one final thrust to send you into oblivion, eyes rolling back it turns white, your throat dry from all the gasping you emitted.

he sighs, feeling his stress starting to alleviate itself post-orgasm. “[name]? maybe you were right. maybe i do like this little bratty side of you—maybe i should start ignoring you more often, maybe-“ — “fyodor, no.”

#( DAZAI🪽. ) wc; 729

dazai slams the stack of papers onto his desk, the mental pressure of everything getting too overwhelming for him. this month has been pretty stressful, with this week’s case biting him in the ass. dazai swore that he would ditch work to leave it all to atsushi and kunikida, but unfortunately he was caught sneaking out the back by the latter. his punishment was to finish up everyone’s end of the month report and he was stuck in the office during late nights. you, being a clerk but also his girlfriend, decided that enough was enough, and that you needed his attention back on you—all huffy and displeased when he swats your hands away from his body. opting to go the difficult route, you push yourself under the desks and in between his legs, dazai’s wide eyes not expecting what you were about to say next. “hey girls!~ let’s do an unboxing videooo!!” you smirk, sliding the zip down to reveal his hardening cock inside his boxers.

your back slammed onto his desk, all papers and stationary thrown off in a hurry. you wince, the wood hitting you hard. “aw! had i known that my sweet little brat was in such a desperate headspace, i would’ve folded much sooner~” he sang, voice not matching the mischief in his smile. by now, his face was near your crotch—skirt hiked up as he pressed his fingers on the band of your underwear. “hey [name]’s friends! let’s do an unboxing video, hm?~” he chirps, dragging the piece of cloth down one leg, showing your vulva in full display. “look, girls! my girl is so wet!” he flicks your clit, not minding your flinch one bit.

“say… [name]?” dazai inquires, lips only inches away from your folds. his tongue drags across your pussy—from bottom to top. “mhmn~ what?” you huff out in pleasure, frustration agitating your sex from the lack of stimulation. “mm, nothing. just needed to make sure you were still with me,” he jokes, getting himself comfortable on his knees and securing your legs into his arms. “mmm’kay! gonna start, you better not move an inch or else.” after giving you his final warning and conditions, dazai starts going to town on your pussy. he starts by giving your clit tiny kisses before he sticks his tongue inside your folds.

arching your back, you let a moan ripple out, “fuck! samu!~” bunching his hair into your fists, dazai groans—tongue dipping inside your cunt. rotating between your clit and pussy, dazai doesn’t spare a single second on air, not caring about his dwindling oxygen levels. breathing can wait, his main goal was to get you to cum as fast as he can—attempting to set a new record for you both. “osamu! i- hold on~” you catch onto his little game, trying to pry his face off your crotch. intertwining his hands with yours, dazai traps it in his.

“no, my love..” he sighs, “you’ve already been too much of an attention whore earlier today. we don’t need more of your attitude right now.” dazai, now a little annoyed by your lack of compliance, decides that instead of edging, he’s going to overstimulate you until you’re crying and begging for his mercy. “lovely dear,” he starts. you feel the gears shift in your head as you realize your mistake; moving. “i’ve let you off the hook once, but i see.. you’re still repeating old habits.” slapping your pussy, you yelp, not expecting the force of the slap to be so harsh. “ow! what the fuck osamu?!-”

“nu-uh,” he cuts you off, his fingers replacing the empty loss inside your cunt. “ah!- osamu..!~” you completely change up your tune. the soft twisting of his fingers gets your brain muddled within seconds, a slight force pressing itself around your g-spot. “let's switch up our usual punishments for tonight.” he suggests, thumb rubbing your clit gently. dazai curls his fingers, making sure to angle it in a way that has you drooling. “we're going to stay in the office for overtime, and you'll cum on my tongue until sunrise.”

with his conditions set in stone, you knew you had fucked up by seeing his wicked smile. “you know what to say if you need me to stop.” in one swift motion, dazai is already lapping at your cunt with his hands pushing on your knees

#( CHUUYA🪽. ) wc; 897

chuuya didn't have time to entertain your little musings recently. it's not like he wanted to ignore you, trust him—he really didn't, but sometimes even time was out of his control and he was speeding against the clock to get this project done in time. having enough of him ignoring you, you stay beside him, chuuya thinking that you were just idly sitting next to him as a good support. but in truth, you already had a trick up your sleeve. sinking to the floor, you have your hands on his lap as you unzip his fly with an innocent expression on your face. “good evening girls! let's do an unboxing vid today!~” you giggle to yourself as chuuyas shocked expression morphs into that of irritation. getting up, he leaves you be—unfortunately for him, you had a plan b. slapping his ass hard, you give him a smooch before making a run for it down the hall, with your boyfriend loudly shouting at you to ‘get your ass back here’.

his hands knead the plush of your ass, his strong and veiny hands handling you roughly with some sort of care to it. “fucking bitch.” he mutters under his breath, bending you over his desk. “you didn't need to go the extra mile for my attention, but here you are,” chuuya unbuckles his belt. he pushes up your skirt, laughing in mockery when he sees the wet patch sticking on your underwear. “damn, couldn't wait huh? what? did you finger yourself before acting up?”

not waiting for an answer, he slaps your ass. the stinging pain making you bite your lip. “talkin’ to ya’, don't ignore me.” he pushes his boxers down to expose his rock-hard dick, tip leaking precum and all. he rubs his dick in the crack of your ass, asking if you could feel the effect you had on him. “yes - ah!- hu-hurry…” a shake breath left your lips as you feel the redhead align himself up with your hole. chuuya leans down, “y'know what to say, right sweets?” he whispers into your ear. nodding your head, you push your ass onto his crotch.

after receiving your consent, chuuyas hips slammed into yours—a loud moan rippling out of you both. “fuuuck,” he groans. “ahnn!~ haa..” trembling a bit, your hands latched to the edge of his desk. without wasting a single second to spare, chuuya starts humping you like a bitch in heat. pretty ironic considering his previous name calling from earlier. “hgn! chu - ah!~ chuchu!” you moan his name without shame. chuuya grunts, shoving your head into his desk. “dammit - fuck. shut up!” he shouts just barely above a whisper.

“you want my men to hear how much of a slut you are?” he questions, thrusts speeding up with each word. you don't have any time to breathe by how chuuya us knocking the wind out of your lungs every second. “to hear all your moans - when they already saw you act like an absolute porno bitch.” he grabs ahold of your hair and bundles it up into his palm. pulling you up, chuuya forces you to look at the slightly cracked open door.

“see that?” his voice is hushed, a huge contrast to your bitten muffles. “they won't even need to walk in, all they need'a do is walk by.” chuuya slaps your ass, “to see how much of an absolute cock slut you are for me.” you squeal when chuuya hits that certain spot inside you, legs kicking the ground as you try to sustain what's little left of yourself before you went full-blown whore for him. “chu!~ ghnn!!gonna!!~ mm! I'm gonna-cumm!”

chuuyas dick curves so perfectly inside you, the tip of his dick punching your g-spot and drags along it as he slides in and out of your cunt. “naaah, brats don't get to cum. hold it or don't cum at all.” he orders, hips not slowing down one bit despite his notion. “c-cant!!” you try to explain to him, your orgasm reaching its limit. chuuya doesn't listen however, your mindless blabber can be saved for when you're actually fucked dumb.

“you can,” he supports himself using one arm while his free hand wraps itself under your stomach, feeling his dick bulge your stomach. “wait for me dolly, alright?” he groans, his own high building up as soon as you whine so beautifully underneath him. you shake your head, cunt starting to burst glitter everywhere. “ ‘m sorry! ‘m soorrry!! sorrryyy!!!~” he hears you squeal in anticipation, dick nestled onto your spot as he grinds into you.

“aha~ shit pretty girl. yer’ still so fuck-ghn!- fuck, tight~” chuuyas breath is heavy, he sounds exhausted but you knew better than to believe that. he stamina was no joke and you could testify first hand to that. his hands grip your hips hard, thrusting so aggressively, you think he's going to drag the uterus out with him. “gunnacum-cumcum~ cumming - shit!~ [name]!!~” he moans your name rather loudly—hypocrite much. as he cums, chuuya bit your shoulder blade, hips stilling inside your pussy once white ropes shoot inside thick and creamy.

“fucking hell pretty - ‘m so sorry,” he whines into your shoulder, subtly rutting into you to ride out his high. “you're so pretty. my good girl, can't ever be mad at you.”—again, such a stark contrast to his earlier behavior towards you.

@rusmii 2024 . do not do the basic copy right shit pls.

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#𝙇𝙐𝙑 𝙍𝙐𝙉𝙄💕#I LIKED FHE CONCEPT #i’m sorry i couldn’t execute it better 😭😭😭#fyodor x reader #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #fyodor smut #chuuya smut #dazai smut #bsd x reader #bsd smut #...𝗗𝗜𝗥𝗧𝗬 𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗞 <//3 #𝙇𝙐𝙑𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙇𝙎💌

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loveephia · 11 months

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Can you do Bokuto, Tendou Suna, Iwaizumi? So that they see their girlfriend again after she was away for a long time? I love You Work!!💕💕💕💕💕

how some of the HQ boys would react to seeing their girlfriend again after a long time from a business trip. (bokuto, tendō, suna, iwaizumi.)

content: (🦷) tooth-rotting fluff, them being very sulky generally, you guys are married here, suna's is inspired by a scene in the k-drama "true beauty", kita cameo in iwaizumi's, and yes, atsumu says an among us reference.

⚠ warning/s: manga spoilers.

note: THIS REQ WAS SO CUTE WHATATAT@?(# i haven't written for tendō, BUT i love a good challenge. >:3 iwaizumi's ended up being a bit long on accident. 😭 THANK YOU ANON AND ENJOY READING!!!

BOKUTO KŌTARŌ

when you told him you'd be gone for three WHOLE months, his hair just drooped down, the gleam in his eyes are no longer there, and his childish grin is gone.

baby literally gets so sulky about it :(((

"do you really have to?"

HE HAS THE PUPPY DOG EYES AND EVERYTHING STOPPTKEPDK 😭😭😭😭

"believe me, kō. as much as i don't want to stay away for that long, i have to."

every day he wakes up (with his arms around a pillow instead of you), he tries to be optimistic

"another day closer to seeing my wife!"

can't have him messing up at practice yk

but when he finally sees you at the airport, gosh, he's just all smiley about it

he picks you up and spins you around like in the movies

"i missed you so, so, so much!" he's pecking your face all over, ignoring the looks from other people, because hIS WIFE IS BACK 😭😭😭😭

"kō.. people are staring." you giggled

"let them!"

SATORI TENDŌ

"no way—! you gotta be joking!"

HE IS IN UTTER DISBELIEF.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE GOING TO BE GONE FOR THREE MONTHS???

"who's gonna be my taste tester then!?" his voice cracks

the tendō chocolatier business CANNOT FUNCTION WITHOUT IT'S OFFICIAL TASTE TESTER.

before you leave, he gives you a free box of handmade chocolates galore to snack on the plane

and, ofc, a little kiss on the cheek

when you open the box on the plane, there's a little note

"don't eat'em all on one go! love yaaa~ :3" HOW CUTEJKSJDKEJDK

when you're finally back from the trip, you stumble into tendō's arms

"oof—!" he says before patting your head, "there, there, y/n."

SUNA RINTARŌ

"what." he deadpans

"i know.. but i have to—"

"no way. i don't accept this. you're seriously leaving me?" he sounds so offended that people may think you two are fighting.

he pretends to be all mad about it, but you know he's just joking around

so when you're gone, suna has to physically hOLD HIMSELF BACK FROM CALLING YOU EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY

"she wouldn't want a clingy boyfr— husband." he corrects himself

yeah, he calls you anyway.

when you pick up, you say, "hello, my tarō! how are you?" in that sICKENINGLY KIND TONE SUNA HAS OH, SO MISSED 😭😭

you've only been gone for three days

"please come home. i miss you. please." did he just say please twice?

when you're finally home, it takes every inch of sanity left in suna so as not to drag you away for cuddles

the expression on his face tells you everything, and you giggle. "i'll just shower first, then we can cuddle." and his face LIGHTS UP

IWAIZUMI HAJIME

"even oikawa's said some terrible jokes, but this one is by far the worst."

"nope! it's not a joke, baby."

when you're gone, iwaizumi is so upset because you'd usually give him a little kiss goodbye whenever he goes off to work :((

so now he's extra grumpy while coaching the national jpn team.

"oi, hinata! you should've been able to get that one!"

"if you can't hit it right, another hundred laps for you, ushiwaka!"

"suna, stop slacking off, or i'll have that old captain of yours come back and scold you!"

suna knows iwaizumi's threat was only towards him, but that statement got even ATSUMU AND ARAN SHIVERING.

SO THE TEAM IS ALL LIKE "???" BECAUSE WHO PUSHED IWAIZUMI'S BUTTONS SO EARLY IN THE MORNING 😭

"which one of you is it. come on, fess up!" hoshiumi hisses

"i believe bokuto lost iwaizumi's pen the other day." ushijima states

"wow, are we just throwing each other under the bus now?" suna snickers

"it was an accident! i didn't know he'd get this mad about it!" bokuto tried to defend himself, "come on, tell them, atsumu!"

"i was in cafeteria with grey." atsumu lifts both hands up, metaphorically waving the white flag

"you all are insufferable." sakusa groans

you can imagine how confused the team got when after three months, iwaizumi's mood was no longer grouchy since you had finally come home

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froggibus · 1 year

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Hello! Was wondering if I could request headcanons about batboys (Dick, Jason and Tim) having a touchstarved (gn)best friend reader who likes giving them hugs? It could also include just general hcs about the batboys as your best friends. Hope it's not too much, thank you!

Batboys + Touch Starved Best Friend

Pairing: Dick Grayson x reader, Jason Todd x reader, Tim Drake x reader

Genre: fluff

CW: cuddling, general fluff, jason being a tsundere, kind of wholesome?

i was so excited to write this one! i feel like i rarely get batfam reqs so this makes me super happy!! i really hope it does our boys justice and that you enjoy it <3

ALSO sorry guys about slacking so hard on requests—life has been so chaotic and honestly I’ve been a little lazy. I’m gonna try and get some done this week while I have time off but I also have esports stuff coming up this weekend and next week

Dick Grayson:

this man is SO huggable

like you could go up to him and just wrap your arms around him and he would not care

i feel like he’s a very touchy/feely guy

like he’s the type that’s just always touching the people close to him?

arm on the shoulder/waist, has his s/o on his lap

super respectful of boundaries though

if he’s your best friend, you won’t be touch starved for very long

will hug you as much and as long as you want

and he’s a detective

so if you’re too shy to ask or too sad or stuck in your own head

he will know and he will give you a hug

chronic people pleaser so he’ll do anything to make you happy/feel better

Jason Todd:

tries to act like he doesn’t care/like he isn’t touch starved

but he’s so down bad

it takes him a LONG time to get used to people and making contact with them

and of course you love & respect him so no matter how touch starved you are, you won’t make him

so one day when you’re especially needy and this man just randomly hugs you, you melt

and from then on, you’ll just wrap your arms around him or lay on his lap on the couch

he acts like he doesn’t care but really his heart is racing and you’re just so warm

once he’s used to you, he’ll reciprocate contact in any way he can

he especially loves to hold you against him to calm him down

probably not as cuddly as Dick or as often

but when you’re needy, he’ll always be there to be your personal pillow

and when he’s needy, you’re more than happy to let him maul you

he will NEVER admit to it or acknowledge it tho

Tim Drake:

this man is also incredibly touch starved

he’s never been as close to Bruce as the other batboys/as close to his brothers

and he doesn’t have tons and tons of friends either

so he doesn’t get much contact

so if you just hug this man, it’s benefiting both of you

he’s probably a little awkward and stiff the first few times, but he really likes it

once he’s comfortable with you, expects lots of platonic cuddling

even sleepovers tbh

you guys kinda connect over your loneliness and it makes you closer

probably shows up at your door after patrol at least a few times a week just to hug you

also Tim can tell from just looking at you if you’re upset/lonely/touch starved

so sometimes he’ll just randomly pull you into him or lay his head on you

still gets a little flustered when you randomly hug him though

whenever you cry, he definitely holds you until you feel better too

#batfam x you #batfam hcs #batfam x reader #batfam #dick grayson #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x you #jason todd x you #jason todd x reader #jason Todd #Tim Drake #Tim Drake x reader #Tim Drake x you

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jimin-jungshook-over-literalbae · 2 months

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BTS Reacts to You Coming Home with Your Arm in a Sling

Hey guys! It’s been a while! This is the first request I’ve gotten since I reopened my request! It’s been nice writing a request again! I hope you guys like it. I just banged it out quickly before I have to get ready for work.

Request: I have a bts reaction request where you have an arm injury that resulted in your arm being swollen and getting a ruptured vein from going through a cat scan at a hospital and you have to have your arm in an arm sling for 2 weeks. Sorry if it’s detailed but it’s because this happened to me and it’s not fun AT ALL!!!

1. Jin

Jin is the type to overly worry. When you come home with a sling, he’s just a little bit panicked. As far as he knew, this was just going to be a routine procedure but now you’re injured and he is meticulously reading through the doctor’s notes on how to care for your injury. If the injury causes you to have any kind of movement issues, he is there to pick up the slack and take care of you however you’re willing to accept it. He takes over making meals whenever he can and making sure that you’re resting. He knows that taking care of yourself and resting is important to heal better and he’s going to make sure you get better, no matter what.

“Come here princess, let me take a look at it. I just want to make sure it’s looking better,” Jin’s touch is soft as he examines your arm, his eyebrows pinched in concentration.

2. Suga

Yoongi is very much the type to quietly take care of you. He keeps the kitchen stocked with your favorite snacks and drinks for when he isn’t home. He cooks you your favorite meals and always helps you without complaining. He’s read through the doctor’s instructions three times to make sure he hasn’t missed anything. He knows exactly how you feel having to have your arm in a sling, especially since he had to use one after his shoulder surgery. He’s very perceptive of your needs and often helps to take care of them before you fully realize that it’s come up.

“I made dinner. Why don’t we eat and then we can watch a movie, okay Kitten?” Yoongi presses a kiss to your forehead, helping you up off the couch and over the dining table.

3. J-Hope

Hoseok is an overly worried type. When you come home injured and in a sling, his expression would become shocked. He would ask too many questions, not giving you time to answer them until he loses steam. He would sit you on the couch, examining you in an attempt to make sure you’re not injured anywhere else. You would basically have to force him to go to any of his schedules because he would just want to stay home and take care of you.

“But what if you need me?” Hoseok pouts, his best attempt at puppy dog eyes making an appearance,” I’m always supposed to be here when you need me, Sunshine?”

4. RM

Namjoon would let you explain the entire situation before he comments, wanting to make sure he fully understands the situation. With your arm being a sling, he would likely call Yoongi to get notes on what kind of care or assistance you would need. He knows that Yoongi is not the type to accept help easily, but he’s had an arm injury before so he wants to make sure he has all the knowledge he needs. He would make sure to come home earlier than he normally does, wanting to make sure you feel cared for and looked after.

“It doesn’t hurt too bad, does it baby?” Namjoon holds you close, the two of you cuddled up in bed,” I can’t help worrying that you’re in too much pain.”

5. Jimin

Jimin’s eyes would end up filled with tears the moment he sees you, mostly from being shocked by your suddenly injured form appearing before him. When you explain exactly what happened, he would be the one that wants to talk directly to the hospital and demand to understand why this happened. He’s the type would would never be confrontational when it came to him but to square up when someone he cares about is injured. He’s also going out of his way to baby you, probably more than actually required but he can’t help it.

“Angel, you need to stay laying down. I’m going to go get us some snacks and drinks. Don’t you dare move from that spot,” Jimin gives you a pointed look, ignoring your continual reminder that your legs are in no way injured.

6. V

Taehyung is the sweetest bean and all he can think of is trying to make you feel comfortable. He would have you constantly looked after, if not by himself than having Yeontan “take over for him” when he leaves. It’s cute and endearing and would likely be an attempt to make you laugh. He has Yeontan go through rigorous “training” that has absolutely nothing to do with looking after you just to make you laugh. Mostly, he just wants to make sure that you’re not overly worried about it. If you need to have asexual serious talk, he’s absolutely able to do that, but he also wants to make sure that you feel more normal.

“Okay, Yeontan, you have to look after Muffin for me while I go to work,” Taehyung says very seriously, knelt on the ground in front of the small dog. You can’t help rolling your eyes at the nickname Taehyung had taken up calling you as he had decided it was adorable and would not let it go.

7. Jungkook

Jungkook is another one who might tear up seeing you injured. He’s always been incredibly soft and we all know that he cries quite easily so it wouldn’t take much to push him over the edge. He is the type to constantly ask you if you need anything, wanting to make sure you feel well looked after. He’s constantly cuddling you and giving you some attention. All the injury is not life-threatening, it would still remind him that there is a possibility of you being injured worse someday and he’s now become temporarily paranoid about it. He won’t let you do anything he deems as ‘dangerous’ though some of them are odd, like being unable to shower alone in case you ‘slip and fall’.

“That’s not fair, Doll,” Jungkook pouts, looking at the dinner you had prepared and set out for the two of you to share,” You should have waited for me to get home and we could have made it together. What if you had gotten hurt and I wasn’t home?”

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please send me any requests you might have!

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staarri · 2 months

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hello!! could i please req for a drabble w zayne? (they/them) reader is an overachieving hunter, often exhausting themself after every mission, and is v critical w themself and dr. zayne just comes around to confront them abt it since they've also missed an appointment or two with him^^

thank you in advance~ i understand if ever you won't be able to write this!

𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐩 𝐬𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐦 ( 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 )

— character(s) : zayne

— character(s) are in a relationship with reader, gn!reader, overachieving reader with some mentions of/implied self degradation, may trigger negative thoughts, possible,, slight 4th wall breaking for narrating, this is a work of fiction

fluff , hurt / comfort . word count : 0,8k

hi op :(( i hope you're doing okay!! you're doing your best and all your efforts r noticed!! i hope this can cheer you up a bit

Life is certainly unfair when you feel as if you’re the only hunter actually doing the job for the entire city. When you take on missions, day after day, because nobody else wanted to do it themself. It’s unfair because your co-worker, Xavier, gets to spend his time sleeping in instead of helping you because your company decided not to approve of your 2 day break.

What a great way to end the week.

Knowing you’d have to work once again tomorrow, and the day after, and be required to clear harder missions just for that pay raise you wanted made you feel just a bit burdened. As if Linkon, or the world, depended on you to protect the hundreds of civilians just because you were trained to do so. Don’t get me wrong; You like being a hunter, it’s just the fact it's so demanding. Being called for missions day to day, sometimes you’re being brought back to HQ at the most random times of the day, or night just for a silly meeting.

The burnout is inevitable. The stress will always be there, but your determination’s spark will not be as bright as before–leaving you to be lost in the dark tunnels of your mind, your heart.

It doesn’t help that your superiors have noticed you slacking off work as well. You’re an excellent hunter, dealing with things no one else could just because they were scared. You fought, and fought, and fought. Even on the days you felt that you were just going to give up. You were scared too.

But everything feels different today. Like how a usual cup of coffee someone would order was done wrong because of the high amount of customers. How a pastry dish would come out undercooked because the chef let it bake for a much shorter time in the oven. How your boss would just keep forcing you to come in even if you worked overtime for almost a week straight.

This was your breaking point, you knew it.

And it was definitely evident when you came back home.

Zayne had just come back from his shift in the hospital–for once he was shocked you came home much later than him. Quite angry with you too, angry and disappointed, and you’d expect he had another toxic day handling patients and their families. But it was because of you.

It sounds bad, it really does. So when you open the door you hesitate the tiniest bit. Why wouldn’t you? You skipped 3 of your appointments with him the past week because of you working unnecessary overtime. He had 3 appointments with you where he could do something so much better than wasting his time waiting for you. That’s what you thought at least.

Instead of waiting for you to get in, he opens the door for you instead. Greeting you with a “good evening” in a tone you can't decipher. You wait for the conversation–the scolding to start but he doesn’t dare to speak after getting your bag and help you get comfortable. There’s food on the table–your favorites–and you can already hear the tub fill up with water.

You get in once Zayne says you can. The water is warm, not enough to burn you but enough to remove the tension from your body. There are some bubbles slowly forming to calm you down. He knocks on the door, saying something you can’t quite understand. You feel like you can fall asleep.

Zayne is sitting on the couch, his figure relaxed, you still can’t read how he’s feeling.

“You missed your appointments.” He says, sighing towards the end. He shakes his head as he pats a seat beside him. You take a plate and start eating. For the entire week, you didn’t realize you were this hungry.

“Did I? Sorry.” He scoffs, you take another bite of the cookie.

He looks sad, concern and worry written all over his face. Your wellbeing has always become a first to him. You were important to him and Zayne needed to show that to you somehow.

“I care about you, and you know I understand any decision you make, at all.” You nod, putting the food down first to focus on his words.

“Did… Something happen?”

Being a hunter is demanding, you know that. You both know that. Being a doctor is demanding as well, Zayne forgets to take care of himself from time to time, you two aren’t that different from each other. Might as well make this easy for him.

He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t say a single thing. He nods and looks at you with those bright eyes, attentive, listening to every word that falls from your mouth. And once you’ve been reduced to what you’d call a “mess”, with tears falling onto your cheeks and damp shirt, he pulls you into a hug. His hand on your hair, just holding you in the dim living room.

I’ve got you, he says. You’re perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

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l1nghuarchive · 1 year

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hi!! can i request elysia, mei and fu hua reacting to the reader falling asleep on their shoulder if that's ok 🫶 thank you!!

HEYY!! AND TYSM FOR THE REQ, AND A HONKAI ONE TOO!! You didn't specify mei as a herrscher of thunder or the regular mei so i went with the herrscher one! hope you like this! (sorry if mei is kinda short </3)

Pairings : Elysia, Mei, Fu hua x gn!reader

Type : Hcs

Warnings : n/a

ELYSIA

• Miss Pink Elf enjoys hanging out with her s/o and is almost never seen not holding hands with you <3 (kalpas do be rolling his eyes behind his mask)

• Of course, she enjoys bringing you on a lot of adventurers so it isn't rare to say sometimes you get tired easily on the amount of adventurers Elysia takes you on but she doesn't mind at all!

• As you had gently laid your head on her shoulder, Elysia quickly took a glimpse of your soft snores and gently chuckled at your tiredness before patting your head and laying her head on top of yours.

• Before she realises it, Elysia found herself humming a song Eden had taught her. It was a love song though Ellie couldn't really remember the lyrics, she found herself humming it to you, her s/o <3 who she truly treasures with her whole heart!

• Even if she has no human origin, you still loved her even though she was a herrscher and you never saw her as a monster at all you treated her no different from a regular human which she really does appreciate! <3

• Elysia closed her eyes shortly after she stopped humming as you both interlocked hands, as your face slightly formed a smile as you felt Ellie's hand with yours.

RAIDEN MEI

• Both you and Mei were sparring for training, of course you weren't really a match for her but she decided to let you win for once as you knocked her katana out of her grasp.

• You were rather shocked at first but happy that you actually won against Mei! Both of you decided to take a rest.

• You were tired to say the least, you did kinda stay up to practise your sword art not wanting to be someone who mei has to worry all the time.

• Your eyes started to close and Mei felt slight weight on her shoulder as you had fallen asleep on her, she slightly jolted not really used to this much physical contact after all the only person she really received physical contact with was when she was with Kiana.

• She didn't know what to do, she wasn't one for affection often you had to show it first though she does show it back as well with a few hugs and compliments.

• Mei decided not to move at all and just analyse her katana in case for any scratches, though she was rather stunned when she heard you mumbled something in your sleep.

• "I know you lost on purpose.. Mei."

FU HUA

• Fu hua is someone known to be always serious, never once was she seen slacking off she would always be seen occupied with either her school work or meditating.

• The class monitor always knows how and when to react in situations, being one of people that Principal Theresa trusts the most.

• Or at least that's what you think, falling asleep on fu hua's shoulder you couldn't sense the stiff movements of the class monitor as she tries not to move as waking you up from your slumber is the last thing she wishes to do.

• The strict fu hua was gone, as your head gently laid on her shoulder she wasn't one to smile after all spending 50, 000+ years alone and losing so many people Fu hua doesn't focus much on her emotions yet meeting you she didn't know what she was thinking but her heart tells her that she should forever protect you from honkai and the world serpent.

• Fu hua was clearly hesitating to move your head to her lap to make you more comfortable, though after she does overcome her hesitation she wished she had moved your head sooner with how you immediately rubbed your head against her stomach made her feel butterflies, something she hasn't experienced before until she had met you.

• A small smile was present on Fu Hua's face as she glanced at your sleeping features, her smile was genuine and her eyes were soft as she wondered how in the world she even got a s/o like you!

• Kiana may or may not have interrupted your private time with Fu Hua because she needed Fu hua to tutor her because Mei was busy. Fu hua's smile disappeared as fast as it appeared.

Read my rules before you request, have a good day! <3

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rizzyu · 10 months

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Hello there! :D If u dont mind, can i req platonic friendship hcs for luxiem? where gn!reader looks up to them as an older brother figure? +bonus points if they also have a chaotic personality >:D Have a great day~

Big-brother Figure HC

Pairing: Vox, Mysta, Luca, Ike, Shu x gn! reader

Category: Fluff, heehee haha funni

Warning: C h a o s .

Summary: Platonic relationship with the Luxiem members :D

A/N: Hi hi! That is such as cute idea! I can already imagine the chaos before even starting to write lol Anyways thank you for the request :D

Vox Akuma

He tries his very very very very very best not to bring in sussy conversations while you are around, since you're like his little-sibling figure

It's very fucking difficult for him to not straight up yell something like FORKIN- *** **** ***** ***, but he really R E A L L Y tries his best (c'mon you gotta give him some slack for trying this hard)

Even though you might already have learnt it from other Niji members (mr satan here might choke those specific members if he finds out)

But Vox also takes care of you very well

Like he'd go out of his way just to make sure you have the best meals every day

Overall, I think Vox would be a very caring but yet very protective big-brother figure

Mysta Rias

You'd be making fun of him A LOT (like real siblings lol) and also pick on him specifically

Like in every roast tier list, Mysta's in the "bullied" tier, and you're the living proof of that.

Say if you're playing Crab Game, you'd specifically throw a snowball at him out of nowhere, causing him (using his webcam mic that makes him sound like he's in the middle of a damn hurricane) to scream like he's stuck between the fabric of reality and the backrooms

Basically like this: "WHAAA WHA%#%@"#*@ WHO THE %##*@/× FUCK ^@!~# DID&×¤^#*!/£₩※THAT /£&&$)#(@#:"

Meanwhile you: "MUHYAHYAHYAHAYYAHAYAGHAGSSBABBA L L L L L L"

And if Mysta is cooking, just like Vox his Mysta's cooking stream, you'd scold him for cooking in such uhhhhh c u r s e d ways

“Mysta, for the love of Riku Tazumi, by “pour oil into the pan”, doesn’t mean to fill the entire pan with oil.”

Overall, chaotic sibling-like relationship with Mysta :)

Luca Kaneshiro

The most chaotic duo in NijiEN

You two would both pull pranks and say random deez nuts, ligma jokes to other members

Whenever you two take part in collabs (especially large ones), I can imagine you both causing so much mischief that everyone would be screaming your names while chasing you two who are laughing your butts off (I love his laugh it’s so goofy)

He’d teach you his ways of pogging

Say if you’re playing Minecraft, you two would probably place lava traps in front of the doors of every house, before hiding nearby to see the other members scream when they fall into the trap

Basically he’s gonna troll with you all the time :)

Ike Eveland

Just like Vox, very caring but very protective

He really enjoys reading you the novels he wrote and making you caviar toast. Even if you dislike caviar, he (tries) to not be too disappointed in you lol

Ike also like to teach you how to write novels and how to speak some Swedish words

And usually when you did well when he’s teaching you things, he’d give you a headpat :3

Usually if some other members say something a bit sussy, broski would look d e a d into their eyes while having both hands covering both of your ears, before politely telling you to go somewhere else for the meantime. Then he'd threaten whoever did that in front of you.

I like it when he goes psychopath mode. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Shu Yamino

You’d definitely greet each other with “eyyyyyyyyyyyyy” everytime you meet lol

If you’re a smart person, you’d probably be talking about maths or something in the middle of a game.

“There are two boxes blocking that so if we double it we can cover the whole thing.”

“Yea but there isn’t enough space to place 4 boxes there, maybe 3.46 boxes can work.”

“Seems like 3.48 would work better.”

“BUT IT’S JUST A 0.02 DIFFERENCE-” (made-up scenario lol)

The whole time chat would be spamming the nerd emoji 🤓🤓🤓

You, Shu and Petra would get along very well too, since Petra is like a sister figure to Shu

Happy penguin siblings :D

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anqelically · 1 year

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I haven't been very well these days so, could i req tecchou comforting s/o after a bad day

🪷

for you | tecchou suehiro x gn!reader

content: no manga spoilers, comfort

word count: 0.6k

navi | bsd masterlist

“y/n, are you okay?”

the moment you walked through the front door, tecchou suehiro could sense that something was off. your shoulders were slumped and you had a frown, not to mention how you dryly greeted him.

so as you made yourself a cup of tea, the brown-haired man approached you. he had disappeared for a couple of minutes after he welcomed you home. you, still stirring, turned your head to him.

“it’s just been rough at work lately, that’s all. today was especially annoying, however. my boss dumped more work on me because someone else was slacking off! ugh, it was all due today too. i got most of it done, but i got to finish the rest on my laptop before bed. it’s irritating! like seriously…”

you let out a harsh breath, realizing that saying that had helped you calm down a tad. you also realized that you ended up raising your voice at tecchou. you were going to apologize when you felt his arms snake around your waist.

“i set up the bath for you. go in, i’ll finish making your tea and bring it to you,” tecchou told you before he kissed your cheek.

you let go of the spoon, “you didn’t have to…”

“i wanted to,” he then stood next to you. “now go, this shouldn’t take long.”

like he said, tecchou had set up the bath for you. a layer of bubbles floated atop the warm water. after you undressed and sat down, you felt your body relax. the scent of the candle he lit up by the sink was also your favorite, you noticed.

you were submerged in the water with your eyes shut when tecchou walked in. you heard him place down something before you opened your eyes. he had placed your tea on the table next to the bathtub before he sat down on the floor. he had his back against the tub, meaning he couldn’t see you softly smile.

“so,” he began as you took a sip, “you said work has been rough lately. why didn’t you tell me before…?”

you answered, “i just didn’t want to bother you, love. you work to protect the nation, the world, even. i don’t even get to complain compared to you.”

“my work doesn’t make it so that i have complaining rights over you. if you have something to say, then tell me. i will listen, no matter what.”

tecchou doesn’t say anything when you wrap your wet arms loosely around his shoulders. you press a kiss onto his exposed collarbone, which caused his back to straighten. you let out a chuckle as the tips of his ears turned a blush pink.

“thank you, tecchou. i love you, okay? remember that,” you close your eyes, still embracing him.

he took one of your hands and kissed it, “i love you. i will support you when necessary. please, remember that.” you’ve always been sure to take care of him, so tecchou wanted to be sure you knew he would do the same for you.

“alright, deal.”

once you finish with your bath, you get dressed and lay in bed. you were ready to finish up your work when tecchou took you in his embrace immediately. he asked you for one thing, something you wanted desperately but was against.

although you had deadlines, tecchou’s pleading voice convinced you to lay in bed with him and fall asleep. your bodies were turned to each other, arms and legs tangled when you talked about everything. eventually, your words grew quiet and your eyelids shut.

after you had fallen asleep, tecchou brushed away stray hairs from your face. his lips meet your forehead before he pulls your sleeping body closer and falls asleep himself.

note: i’m sorry to hear that you haven’t been well, my love :(( i hope things get better for you!! i’m always available to talk <3

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mabelstone · 7 months

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okay but.. hear me out on this.. song one shot of 'Diet Mountain Dew' by Lana Del Rey!!! (you can pick who it is :)) - the same person who asked for enchanted!!

White Pontiac Heaven

matt stone x reader

one of my fav lana songs ever, thank you for the req <3

summary: you're know you're just the 'side piece,' but his secretive, sweet nothings are enough to keep you wanting more

CW: cigarette smoking, fingering, oral sex while driving (m receiving), size kink if u squint super hard, the term "pretty p*ssy" is thrown around a few times soz, I DON'T CONDONE UNSAFE DRIVING!! we have beds for a reason

focus lyrics:

there in his white pontiac heaven; do you think we'll be in love forever?

take another drag, turn me to ashes, ready for another lie

you're no good for me, but baby, i want you

You always made an effort to look pretty for him, knowing you'd succeeded each time he complimented you. You had your hair in a half up, half down do, a white ribbon wrapped around your loose curls. You wore a matching thigh length satin dress with three inch heels with a dainty golden buckle.

He picked met you outside, standing beside his new convertible. Always such a show off. He wolf whistled as you walked toward him, causing your cheeks to match the pretty pink panties he'd later take off you.

"Good morning, Matt," you blushed as you reached the car.

He took your hand in his, brazenly scanning your outfit as he took your hand, leading you to the passenger side. "It is a good morning, isn't it?"

"So, how long are you planning on keeping this one?"

"Until I get bored, I guess," he chuckled, slamming your door before slipping into the drivers side. The car was nice, ridiculously shiny, all red leather interior with an old fashioned steering wheel.

"So give it, what, three months?" You teased, sliding on your sunglasses as it was your turn to watch him now.

"Don't act like you're complaining, sweetheart." He started the ignition, defined muscles flexing with every movement. He wore a white cotton button down with the sleeves rolled up slightly, black slacks hugging his lower half. Short praline curls that moved delicately in the breeze, sunglasses of his own hiding those enchanting emerald eyes.

"I'm not," you defended with a soft smile. His hand found its way to your thigh, your heart leaping in your chest. "Where're we going?"

"Canadaigua Lake," he smiled back, eyes still glued to the road. "Smoke?" He asked, pulling his hand away from your thigh to open the glovebox, pulling out a pack of Marlboro's. You never were a smoker, but you knew he liked it when you joined in with him.

You nodded, taking a cigarette from the box and placing it between your lips. Left hand still on the wheel, he used his right hand to light the cigarette, you cupping your own in front of the lighter so the wind wouldn't extinguish the flame. You took a drag, the burn that was growing all too familiar gracing your tongue and throat, the thick, heavy, yet soft smoke spreading through your chest. He grinned at you from his seat, "you're getting good, you know."

You picked up another cigarette, placing it between his lips this time. You cupped your hands around the lighter for him as you did for yourself, watching the tip of the cigarette turn red as he took a drag.

"At what, smoking?"

He nodded, taking another long drag. He blew the smoke out into the open air, eyes on the road as he affirmed, "mm, turns me on."

"Yeah?" You blushed, already getting that tingling feeling inside you that seemed to creep up on you far quicker with Matt than any other sexual partner.

"What you got on under that?" He gestured to your dress, already halfway through his cigarette.

You pulled your dress up by the hemming enough to reveal your panties and your lower stomach, your stomach flipping at the soft groan that escaped his lips.

"Are those new?"

"Mhm, got new ones just for you." You went to pull the dress back down when you were halted by Matt's swift hand, switching his smoke to his hand on the wheel, careful to not burn your dress.

You moved your hands, letting him take over. You brought your own cigarette back to your lips, blinking innocently at him over the top of your glasses. "So you like them?"

"Take them off," he instructed, fingers now hooking into the top of the silky material.

"You're driving," you protested, yet his hands didn't move, only impatiently tugging at them now.

You pushed yourself up by your heels, cigarette between your teeth as you slipped your panties down, pulling them off around your ankles and placing them in Matt's expectant hand, which was now extended for you.

You were driving on a long open road, and there were hardly any other cars around, so you felt... as safe as you could, I guess. Any rationality you had, however, was thrown out the window when he brought the pink silk to his mouth, licking over the wet patch that had formed embarrassingly early.

You breath hitched in your throat at the sight, moving your legs out of the way as he slipped your panties into his glovebox. You threw the rest of your cigarette out of the car. His fingers found their way to your folds, sliding his fingers through your slick, sending a shudder through your body. He pulled his fingers away, running his tongue over your arousal.

"Tastes so good," he groaned, fingers immediately moving back to your heat, rubbing small circles into your clit. Your legs reflexively spread, your small hand placed on top of his much larger one, impatiently guiding his fingers to your entrance. He chuckled deeply, abandoning his own cigarette butt before slipping a digit into your tight entrance. The feeling caused you to throw your head back, his talented, slender fingers deep enough inside of you to blur your vision. He slipped in another, a pretty gasp tripping over your tongue and falling past your lips, your back arching under his touch.

"Touch yourself too, wanna feel that pretty pussy cum."

You nodded, pretty much on autopilot, your fingers slipping down to circle your clit. He continued to fuck you with his fingers, occasionally scissoring them, the prettiest sounds of approval leaving your mouth.

"Matt," you whimpered, your legs beginning to tremble as your orgasm got closer and closer.

"Don't stop, baby," he coaxed, his fingers sinking deeper into your heat, hitting your g-spot repeatedly, your breathing growing erratic.

Your head fell back against the headrest, rolling your head to the side to watch him. One hand on the wheel, the other pumping relentlessly, your climax approaching tenfold. He looked to you, hooded eyelids shifting between you and the road, soft words of encouragement leaving his mouth.

"Matt, I- mmh-"

"That's it baby, cum for me," he spurred, struggling to focus on the road as you came undone around his fingers, whining a mantra of obscenities and his name as you internally convulsed with pleasure. "God, you're so fucking good, good girl."

You rode out your orgasm, legs trembling uncontrollably, eyes rolling to the back of your head, swiftly pulling his hand away when you became too sensitive.

"I should pull over and fuck you right now," he confessed, fingers finding their way back to his mouth as he sucked them clean.

"Let me return the favour," you offered breathlessly, unbuckling your seatbelt as you turned to face him. He grinned down at you, watching your nimble fingers make quick work of discarding his belt, tossing it by your feet. You unzipped his fly, pulling his briefs down to free his painfully hard cock, already leaking with precum.

Wasting no time, you wrapped your lips around the pretty pink tip, swirling your tongue around it, tasting his arousal this time. He let out a gasp when your soft lips met his tip, feminine whines replacing his soft gaps when your lips slid down his shift. You hollowed your cheeks as you took more of him, sliding your mouth up and down, tongue flat against his shaft, just the way he liked it. His fingers thread into your hair, urging you to take more of him. You breathed deep through your nose, taking his full length, your nose connecting with the soft tuft of hair on his pubic bone.

"Don't you dare stop," he warned, his grip on your hair tightening as he began guiding you along his length. You hummed in understanding, swallowing around him to your best abilities. You quickened your pace, continuing to swirl your tongue each time you reached the tip, feeling his cock flex against your tongue. His hand reached down to your ass, his arm long enough to slip under you, fingers wedging into you once again.

You moaned around him as he toyed with your clit, the vibrations causing him to moan out, knuckles white from how hard he was gripping the wheel. He bucked his hips slightly, causing you to gag around him. The combination of your warm mouth around him with your pussy around his fingers was enough to send him far over the edge, "I'm gonna cum, baby."

His voice pitchy, grip on your hair so tight that tears pricked at your eyes, hot ribbons of cum shooting across your tongue. You continued swallowing around him, the taste of him dripping down your throat. He moaned like a female pornstar, your pussy throbbing at the sound alone. You slowly pulled off, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, lips dark red and swollen.

"Holy fuck, I nearly crashed," he laughed breathily, swiping a finger over your lips tenderly.

"Is there a roof for this thing?"

(did not proof read)

#matt stone #matt stone x reader #matt stone smut

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forlorn-crows · 1 year

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if youre still taking reqs! ifrit, dew, and drool. thats it thats the request<3

this ones been sitting for a hot minute, i appreciate you anon

so you know when i said knotting is not my thing? uh yeah about that. that doesn't apply to dew begging someone to take his. there's drool in there, i promise

Dew’s been humping Ifrit’s leg for an agonizingly long time, slicking up the length of his thigh with copious amounts of precum. His face is shoved squarely into the fire ghoul’s tits, which are just as wet, covered in saliva from Dew’s slack mouth.

Ifrit’s content to let the little ghoul take what he needs, use him as a vessel for his own pleasure. It’s hot, he can’t deny it. But he’s feeling especially lazy today, leisurely stroking himself as Dew ruts feverishly against him, twitching and gasping.

Ifrit hums at one of the water ghoul’s particularly high-pitched, feminine whines. “You’re so cute, honeydew,” he says huskily. He combs Dew’s hair off his forehead, admiring his wrecked expression. He gives himself a firm squeeze and sighs. “Fuck, could look at you all day.”

Another string of drool falls from Dew’s mouth as his eyebrows knit together and he moans, loud and wanton.

“Yeah,” Ifrit groans. He swipes a finger through the puddle of saliva and coats the head of his dick with it, hissing at the added wetness.

“Ifrit,” Dew wines, craning his head to look up at the fire ghoul. His eyes are glassy, unfocused, and full of desire.

“Yes, baby?”

Dew makes a pained noise and grinds harder into Ifrit’s thigh. “Please—need you to take it. I c-can’t, I can’t please.”

“Take your what?”

“My—hng—my kno—oh Lucifer.”

Ifrit huffs a laugh, too pleased to torture him. “Take your little knot?”

“Yessss,” he hisses. “Fuck, need you on it so bad.”

“Hm,” the fire ghoul considers. Dew mouths over one of his nipples, making his breath hitch and his cock kick under his hand. “Shit,” he breathes.

“Warming up to the—uh—idea?” Dew laves over the bud, mouth dripping with saliva. He grinds harder still, panting with the effort.

“I could be persuaded—ah fuck.” The water ghoul worries Ifrit’s nipple between his teeth, slowly, gently. “Oh, droplet yes,” he hisses. Ifrit’s hand strokes over his cock in earnest now.

“Will you?” Dew asks in a small voice. He grips at Ifrit’s torso, pawing down his sides and settling on his hips. He shifts up slightly, so his face presses into the curve of Ifrit’s neck. He mouths at the skin there too, wet and filthy.

“K-keep talking,” Ifrit groans.

“Will you take it?” Dew asks. “Let me fill that tight ass?” He pulls Ifrit’s hand off his cock, shifting his hips to slot his own length there instead. He thrusts once, twice. The slide is sinful, slick and slow.

Ifrit gasps, canting his hips up into Dew’s “Yeah, gonna fill me up, baby?”

“Yeah,” Dew moans. “Please, yes yes oh fuck.”

Saliva gathers at the corners of Ifrit’s mouth. His breath comes faster now as he splays his hands over Dew’s back, pressing every inch of the water ghoul against him. Ifrit presses his mouth against the shell of his ear, huffing hotly.

“Knot me, Dewdrop.”

#uh yeah so about that #oops #ifrit x dewdrop #ifrit ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #the band ghost #ask #anon #ficlet #fanfic #i finished this while watching The Mummy

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taixju · 3 years

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hey i love your works! can i req student fem reader & teacher erwin? (with... breeding&praise kink..) love you

CONTENT/WARNING: fem reader x professor erwin, college au, praise kink, heavy breeding kink, mentions of rough sex, dirty talk, filthy closet pervert erwin lol, unedited

NOTES: hi anon! thank you bb <3 this was fun to write - sorry it took so long to finish 😭 work has kind of been overwhelming so i’ve just been putting off writing for a bit…anyways I hope you enjoy!! Love you more *muah muah*

Professor Smith who definitely has a stick up his ass. Like seriously. What the actual fuck was his problem? Sure you had rushed the assignment but… a fucking F? You participated. Turned assignments in on time. Attended every single fucking study session. Not to mention, the extracurricular activities you performed after class — activities like sucking him off after first period. So what was his deal?

Professor Smith who dismisses class early. He can’t believe you came to class dressed like that. A tight, tiny plaid miniskirt, paired with shiny black pumps. And a crop top that compliments your pretty tits — that are practically threatening to burst past the tiny buttons. He barely makes it to his office and can’t even wait to lock the door. Leaning against the doorway, he unbuckles his slacks, letting them fall in a pile at his feet and jacks off at the memory of you from class just moments ago. The teachers pet, sitting oh so prettily in the front row. Always crossing; then uncrossing your legs, unknowingly tempting your professor. He groans. Grunts. Whimpers your name as he fucks his fist. And within seconds, he’s spilling into his hand, his load spilling onto the dark red carpet.

Professor Smith who doesn’t flinch at your initial request to change your grade. Not even once. Not even when you offered joked to flash him your tits. He gazed down at them unimpressed and simply told you to get dressed as he left you confused and to yourself in his office. He never turned down a chance to fuck your tits.

Professor Smith who walks into class, looking like he jumped right out of fucking Vogue. Seemingly unbothered. As if you didn’t just flash your tits right before class. Turn to page 165, he instructs. Then continues his lesson, turning to write on the board. How were you expected to focus? He looked so fucking good standing at the front of the class. The way his pressed black slacks hugged his ass? The way his blonde hair was gelled neatly to the side. And the way his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, giving you the perfect view of his toned arms. It should’ve been illegal. His icy gaze meets yours. And then it strikes you. This fucker wanted you to beg.

Professor Smith who presses your head into his mahogany desk as he drills his fat cock into you from behind. His hand grips your neck, keeping you in place, not even giving you a moment to catch your breath. His hips are rough. Words uncharacteristically crude. And so fucking unhinged. Every gasp. Every whimper and plea that slips from your quivering lips leaves a torturous effect on the professor. A higher grade? He scoffs.

“Think you run the show? What makes you think you can call the shots around here? In your tiny ass skirt? Thigh high stockings? Strolling into class like a fucking whore — making all the little boys look your way. Come on doll, thought you were smarter than that.”

Professor Smith who hated when people tried to take what belonged to him.

Professor Smith who pets your bottom after fucking you raw. His thick cum oozing from your bruised fluttering cunt. He loved to spread your puffy lips and watch his load seep out. Nothing turned him on more than the sight before him and only made him want to flip you over and breed you all over again.

#Erwin Smith #Erwin Smith x reader #Erwin Smith x reader smut #Erwin Smith smut #erwin smut #professor Erwin #aot smut #aot x reader #aot x reader smut #taixju aot drabble

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thesevro · 3 years

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I absolutely adore your writing! I was wondering if you could write a something super fluffy for Nanami? I don’t mind what it is, just want it super cute and fluffy if possible :)

currently speed-writing for all the asks i haven't answered!! so sorry y'alls it's prolly been two months since you sent these reqs in~~ i'll finish 'em up soon ;3

a.n. thank you for the luv bb <33 have a kith

warnings: mentions of smexy times, waking up to nanami next to you AHOOT

You are the first to wake.

The smooth scent of his body wash tumbles over your senses, and imbued with the deep scent of cologne that lingers on his skin, waking next to Nanami is like rising to olfactory heaven.

That lasting cologne of his smells strongest on the sides of his neck, and you nuzzle your nose into his skin to breathe him in deep. His snores are soft in your ears. Half-naked body warm on your side. Sunlight splashes the room golden and lights his hair a glowing mess. His eyes are shut, and when you peek from the crook of his neck to look at him, chary of waking him, your head falls on his bare chest at the sight before you. As if Cupid just shot an arrow straight through you.

You kiss the side of his half-open mouth after watching with the silence of a spellbound lover. He doesn’t wake, head still heavy on your shared pillow. Reluctant as you are to leave, the sun is rising higher but the day is getting a little colder and you went to bed in nothing but your underwear.

You pad through the room, spending some time in the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. Even after two years together you still sometimes confuse his shaving cream for toothpaste. Once, he even vaguely threatened to switch your own shaving cream with real toothpaste if you continued to waste his shaving cream. You’d only laughed him off then. You wonder if that’ll be a future mistake of yours.

You step out of the bathroom, finding Nanami awake, looking off to the side, gaze on the sky outside your window. When you emerge from the comfort room he turns and a sleepy smile spreads on his mouth. You bend over to kiss him.

“G’morning,” he says, closing his eyes and enjoying the affection, hands behind his head. He clasps his fingers round the back of your head and pulls you back to his lips when you start to drift away.

“Ew.” You wrinkle your nose. “You have morning breath.”

“Says the one who lets me spread their legs no matter the smell of my breath,” he says back, eyes opening to reveal mirth in those brown pools, “Remember yesterday morning--”

“Oh shush.” You pull his hand from your head to kiss the inside of his wrist, then finally move away to steal the polo he’d had on before bed. He only contemplates this with a crooked smile. Eyes straying from your shared gaze to observe the round curves of your ass.

“Maybe brush your teeth first,” you tease with a wiggle of your bottom, catching the look in his eyes. “Then I’ll let you take your place here-- Kento!”

You land on the bed with a mighty thump. Nanami’s hands squeeze your sides, keeping you in his arms while he presses his mouth to your ear. You give an involuntary shiver that pleases Nanami. It gets him in a bit of a mood but he’d rather feed you first than fuck you ‘till lunchtime.

“Pancakes, love?” he broaches, “With chocolate chips? I’ll make them for you.”

“Mhm. From the looks and feel of it you won’t be getting any cooking done anytime soon.” The feel being the hard problem he has to deal with every morning. Nowadays he’s been letting you solve these problems of his even before he wakes up.

“Yeah. You might be right about that, darling,” he chuckles in an undertone when you huff but turn in his arms to face him anyway. “Let me get my fill of you first?”

“M’kay,” you say into his neck, head under his chin. Nanami goes a little gooey inside. A little soft. He smooths your hair, the gradual veil of drowsy somnolence falling over him. You feel his arms go slack around you half an hour later and carefully slip out of his arms to make breakfast for yourself. You only purse your lips at him and give him a look when he sees you indulging in homemade pancakes by yourself another half hour later. You make up for it with dessert in bed.

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cxsmicmyeon · 3 years

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TEASE , PCY [M]

park chayeol x fem! reader

IN WHICH you’re extremely needy while at a business meeting with your mob boss boyfriend and you decide to be a brat and tease the daylights out of him.

genre: mafia au, smut (like pure filth) word count: 1.2k warnings: exhibitionism, thigh riding (in a public setting! i don’t condone this lmao), small instance of orgasm denial, daddy kink, dirty talk, degradation, unprotected sex (do not try this at home! wrap it before you pack it), bit of choking, cock warming, hard-dom & mob boss! yeol (that’s a warning all on its own)

author’s note: another req from anon!! hope u like the little spin i put on it <3 GAH hard dom mob boss! yeol got me all worked up helpppp 😫😭

You wanted him.

You wanted him bad.

You wanted him to fucking use his power as the most notorious mob boss in Seoul to kick everyone out and have his way with you right then and there.

You weren’t in the mood to hear Chanyeol’s right-hand man prattle on and on about rising cocaine sales and other bullshit you could not be bothered to know about. You wanted, no, needed Chanyeol’s touch.

He had you on his lap, ringed hands resting on the curve of your back and your ass as he listened intently to Baekhyun’s incessant ranting. You internally groaned, reaching over to grab Chanyeol’s glass of scotch and downing it like it was your last drink.

Clearly the alcohol did not help your situation; it only left you needier and yearning for Chanyeol to fuck some sense into you. Everything he did turned you on: how his hands rested on your body, his short hums he’d utter to indicate he was listening, the way his silver hair fell perfectly over his forehead.

You wanted him so bad.

You wanted him so bad, that you decided to try and tease him a bit. Smirking, you pressed your already soaking crotch down onto Chanyeol’s thigh. At that, he looked up at you with a hardened gaze, silently warning you to behave. You only grew wetter at the thought of not listening to his command, opting to grind down on his thigh even harder and trailing a finger down his cheek.

“I want you,” you whispered, rolling your hips down. “Want you so bad.” You had to hold in a moan as Chanyeol’s grip on your ass tightened, not halting his conversation with his newest business mogul. You quickly picked up the pace, making sure to put utmost care into each of your movements, wanting his beige slacks to be completely stained with your arousal. You wore your sheerest panties for a reason, after all.

You felt some of the men’s eyes on you as you continued rubbing yourself on him. Your small hand reached down to Chanyeol’s crotch, feeling his hardening bulge through the fabric of his pants. He gripped your wrist and tilted your head down so you were looking right at him. He placed both of his hands at your hips, stopping your motions.

“Behave, baby girl.” he whispered, his breath tickling your ear. The sound of his husky baritone sent a chill down your spine. Now more than ever did you want to stain his slacks and come all over his thigh, to show all of those seedy mafia men in the club what their boss did to you.

As soon as Chanyeol’s grip on your hips loosened, you jumped right back into what you were doing earlier. You grinded more and more against Chanyeol’s thigh, each thrust causing you to hold back a loud cry of pleasure. You knew that everyone’s eyes were on you at this point, hearing expeltives and soft wolf-whistles from Chanyeol’s men. It drove you nuts, giving all of these mafia men a show that your boyfriend so obviously did not want you to do. Oh how you wanted him to show them that you were his and only his.

Your lips teetered toward Chanyeol’s ear, moaning oh-so-softly as you worked yourself closer to your orgasm. Just as you were at the cusp of coming all over his thigh, Chanyeol stood from his seat, wrapping your legs around his torso.

“Get out, all of you. Get out of here before I fill all of your godforsaken brains with lead!” he boomed, taking his lucky pistol from the table and holding it in the direction of most of the men. They quickly obeyed, rushing out of the seedy nightclub while Chanyeol took you to your private bedroom above the club.

In an instant, he tossed you onto the bed, hovering over you with anger and lust swimming in his blown pupils. He grabbed your cheeks in one hand and tilted your head down to his pants, showing you just how much you’ve stained his slacks.

“Do you see what you’ve done, baby girl? Teasing Daddy like this and ruining his best pants? Do you like disobeying me? Huh?” he rasped, releasing your face from his grip and immediately tearing your designer dress in half and tossing it aside.

“I’m sorry, Daddy.” you pleaded, moaning out when he squeezed both of your breasts. Hard.

“You better be sorry, princess. Daddy doesn’t like it when you moan in front of my men. Only I can hear you, got that?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

You watched Chanyeol rid himself of his attire from the night, growing wetter and wetter as you took in the sight of him nude as the day he was born. You reached a hand down to your panty line, pushing the fabric away and dipping your hand inside. Chanyeol turned his head and took in the sight of your hand inside of your soaked panties.

“You better not touch yourself. You’ve misbehaved enough tonight.” Chanyeol ordered. Sporting a cheeky grin, you sat up and pressed a finger down on your clit, moaning as you began to rub. Your boyfriend uttered an animalistic growl, stomping over to you with his black necktie in his hands. In one swift motion, he removed your hand from your panties, pinned your arms above your head, tied your wrists to the headboard and ripped your panties right off of you, the fabric tearing easily due to its thinness. “You’ve been a really bad girl tonight, love.”

“Then teach me a lesson, daddy.”

He climbed onto the bed and hovered over you. He kissed you roughly before sliding himself inside of you, causing you to cry out in absolute bliss. He wasted no time in beginning a relentless pace, the quickness catching you off-guard yet fueling your arousal.

“Daddy! Fuck!” you moaned, gripping one of the metal bars of the headboard. The silk tie was slowly yet surely loosening at how fast Chanyeol was pounding into you, but at this point you were too far gone to care.

“You liked everyone seeing you get off on my thigh like the slut you are, huh?" you mewled in response, feeling his hand wrap around your throat. He squeezed slightly, constricting your airways for a split second. With every moan you emitted as he continued moving against you, he’d squeeze your throat, effectively blocking the sound.

“As much as I love hearing you moan out only for me, you do need to be punished, princess.” Those words sent you completely over the edge, feeling yourself clench as you let go all over his pulsing cock, crying out his name as you came. His quick pace only grew quicker as he neared his own release, coming inside of you as he let go of your throat.

He reached over you and untied the tie from your wrists, tossing it aside as he wrapped his strong biceps around your sweaty figure.

“Yeollie? Aren’t you gonna... y’know...” you pointed down to your bottom halves, seeing that his softening cock was still inside of you.

“What, you don’t like my cock inside of you?”

“No no, I love being stuffed full of your cock. But you usually... pull out, right?”

“Right, but I don’t feel like moving right now. And you still need to be punished, don’t you?”

With a sigh, you pressed a chaste kiss on your boyfriend’s lips. “Yes Daddy.”

You were in for a long night.

#chanyeol x reader #chanyeol x you #exowritersnet #chanyeol smut #chanyeol scenario #chanyeol fanfic #exo scenario #exo imagines #exo imagine #exo scenarios #exo fanfic #exo fanfiction #exo smut #exo mafia au #exo au #exo au scenarios

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theomengirl · 4 years

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hi bby!! this is a req for knb- how would aomine react when he’s got a crush; what would he be like around them, would he be awkward about it etc!!

Thank you anon for the request! I’m sorry this took quite a while i hope you'd like it <3

- Headcanons on How Aomine Reacts to His Crush -

He didn't think he'd fall for you, the class president whom he's always found bothersome.

He was always annoyed because you kept dragging him back to class when he tried to skip.

“Shut up, mind your business.” “The hell? I’d gladly let you be if the teachers hadn’t yelled at me and made a fuss about your absence.” “Then resign from your role.”

You whacked him hard as soon as he said that. It’s usual for everyone to see you and Aomine bicker everyday.

Until one day, the two of you got paired up for a project that requires to volunteer in an orphanage.

He was grumpy all the time and had no interest to take part, not to mention the kids got scared by his face but somehow your interactions with them got his attention.

The way you smile and laugh, playing along with the kids in their own world, feeding and helping them to dress up. You successfully made his heart flutter.

“Let me help,” he said when you were washing the dishes, noticing a tall figure beside you, you stared at him suspiciously. “You just slacked off the entire time, now this? What are you really after?”

He blushed at your stares. “N-nothing. I just wanted to help, geez. Do something about that temper of yours,” he averted his gaze off of you and started the chore, flustered.

For the rest of the day, he couldn’t help but observed your every move. He kept falling for you every second. He wanted you.

He assisted you in cleaning the bathroom, drying bedsheets, etc and he got yelled by you for being terrible at them. Surprisingly, he was delighted by your nagging.

He treated you a popsicle as you two sat on the bench under a large tree, resting. The two of you shared conversations and you were amused by how soft Aomine has gotten, so you teased him. “Seeing how you behave today, i guess i won’t write bad stuff about you on our reports.”

He chuckled, couldn’t believe you thought he was doing it all for a mere score. He felt his heart skipped a beat at your presence.

He was reluctant, but a chance like this won’t come twice so he immediately made up his mind.

“Is that how you think of me?” You looked at him, nodding innocently with a popsicle in your mouth. He suddenly pulled the popsicle out and pressed his lips on yours. You were stunned.

He kissed you for a while and pulled away, his eyes were soft and a smile was plastered on his face.

“Do you want to go out with me, (Y/N)? Don’t worry, i won’t skip classes that much,” he grinned widely.

“Let’s see,” you challenged him and you both giggled before he finally kissed you again with so much love.

Aomine knew you were the right choice to tame himself.

#kuroko no basket imagines #kuroko no basket scenarios #aomine daiki #knb aomine #aomine x reader #kuroko no basket #kuroko no basket x reader #aomine

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mingisblackgf · 5 years

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i’m hungry, baby | jung wooyoung (m)

pairing: wooyoung x female reader word count: 1.3k warnings: dom!wooyoung, smut, oral sex, slight fluff requested?: yes

Wooyoung was a dick.

A total, absolute, without a doubt, dick with no regard for most anyone’s personal vendettas or opinions about him.

Everyone knew, everyone including and especially his own girlfriend, knew how much of an absolute headache he was to be around.

He was arrogant, always knew what he wanted, when he wanted, how he wanted it.

She was his opposite.

A kind-hearted lady much too generous for the likes of Jung Wooyoung. She always put others ahead of herself and had a lovely aura about her. He loved that about her, it was so easy for her to always put a smile on anyone’s face whenever she could.

Wooyoung hardly had a soft spot.

Just for her and his members, that’s all.

The only issue she had was that she was insecure, deathly so almost, to the point where she sometimes only wanted to stay in the house and watch Netflix, only put on baggy shirts and never talk to anyone.

So it was almost impossible for her and Wooyoung to get intimate, if even at all, because of how she felt about herself. She was too fat, she thought. A little bit of weight loss here, some fat transferred to that one part, then she’d be okay.

But until then, she wasn’t.

It didn’t matter how crazy Wooyoung was for her (and crazy for her he was), she never believed how beautiful she was to him, never believed it when he was staring at her simply because he liked looking at her, or when she was proud to show her off to his members and to whomever else it would concern.

Wooyoung truly did love her.

But Wooyoung was also impatient.

That night, the members and her were at the dorm to watch a movie she was excited about. An action of some sort, something, thankfully that had all the other members in awe with the TV and the couple on the couch to themselves.

The warmth of the two, cuddled together on the couch watching a movie that night was enough to wake his friend up. It was the sensation of his partner, slightly stirring, and since he was big spoon for movie night (it was never a fight for who was big and who was small spoon), that stirring didn’t do anything to help his wood.

Wooyoung wanted her, now.

That never had been a problem for her before, right?

He knew what to do to get her. He started with small, kitten-like licks and kisses on her neck and ear lobe area, the places he knew that made her the weakest. She thought nothing of it at first. That is, until he began to rub down her body with his large hand and met her exposed thigh.

She noted, then, his intentions.

“Wooyoung?” She questioned, breath hitching and his kisses got more intense on her neck and ear, nearly leaving marks everywhere he kissed.

“Hm?” He hummed against her goosebump-ridden skin, smirking at her body tensing up with each stroke of her thigh and touch of his lips.

There it is, he thought. She’s playing right into him. “A-are you… enjoying the movie?” She gasped between the sentence as he gave her thigh a slight squeeze.

“Of course, baby,” Wooyoung hummed against her shoulder. “I’m enjoying you a bit more, though.”

“Really?” She responded meekly, melting into his touch. “The members are right there, though.”

Wooyoung nearly rolled his eyes at the response. She was so innocent sometimes. He didn’t give a shit that the members were right there, hell he didn’t care if they’d watch as he rawed his girlfriend on this couch, he wanted her, then. And that was all.

But he honored her concern, and quickly swoops her in his arms, wedding style, without a second guess.

“Uh, why are you carrying Y/N right now, Wooyoung?” San questioned from the floor, squinting his eyes at the two.

“The less you know, the better.” Wooyoung chuckled to himself, effortlessly carrying his hot girlfriend in his arms and straight to the room.

He nearly threw her on the bed. He instantly began to strip his white t-shirt, feeling it to be restricting against him. She sat on the bed, smiling and shaking her head incredulously at her spontaneous and impatient boyfriend.

“They aren’t stupid, you know? I’m pretty sure the boys will know what we’re doing here, especially with how we… get sometimes…” You trailed off, grinning sheepishly at the flashbacks of how Wooyoung gets when they’d make love.

“So?” He responded, nonchalantly removing his grey sweats. “Take your clothes off.”

She grinned eagerly and stripped off her oversized sweatshirt, leaving her only in her bra and shorts. The sight made Wooyoung nearly drool as he dove into the bed with her.

“Fuck, come here.” He attacked her lips with an almost ache to feel them against his, and just as she felt as if she was losing herself, with a few fingers he slipped her shorts and underwear down.

He stretched out on the bed and nearly threw you on his stomach. “Sit here, beautiful.” Wooyoung pointed to his face, smiling a bit in excitement.

She froze up at the sentence, almost feeling sick right then. In fact, she didn’t know what to do, feeling the familiar self-hatred bubble up inside of her, prohibiting her from wanting to do what he asked.

“Wooyoung, I… I can’t.” She placed her hands on his chest and looked down, ashamed.

“Huh? What do you mean you can’t, love? I’m right here,” Wooyoung questioned, concerned with the sudden shift in mood. Did she not want him?

“I might… kill you or something, I don’t know.” She muttered softly, avoiding any and all eye contact with him.

“Well, I’m hungry, baby. And you know I’d be happy to die underneath you.” He joked, eliciting a smart chuckle from you.

With no response Wooyoung sighed, stroking her thighs softly.

“God, I love you so much, you know that? I’m like, really fucking in love with you. Sometimes, I look at you, you know? I study your face, your features, your body, all of you. Because it’s you. And I see every stretch mark, every dimple, every wrinkle in you as gorgeous. I want you to take a seat, baby. I’m going to make you feel good tonight.”

You let him move you onto his face, nearly tearing up at how sweet his words were. He was so good. Too good, too good for her sometimes, she thinks. All her sentimental thoughts quickly go to pleasure as he began swirling his tongue around her tongue, hitting the spots that made her nearly scream.

He never broke eye contact, keeping an intense gaze as he feverishly sucked and tasted you, loving how your eyes rolled back and body went lax against his mouth. He extended his hand and you interlocked fingers, feeling the moment to be even more intimate as he was there for you and with you.

You let out a full-throated moan, throwing your head back as your wetness released on his face, riding his tongue to your high. He always did so good, you thought. He always hit on every spot you wanted, eating you up like you were his last meal.

Slowly, you weakly climbed off his face and on the bed next to him, your body completely slack next to him.

He sighed, getting up and slipping his body between your legs again, dipping his head in for a sloppy kiss, moaning as you tasted yourself on his lips.

Wooyoung pulled away, leaving a trail of spit between your lips.

“You didn’t think we were done, right baby?” He chuckled darkly, flipping her on her back. “Now, get over here.” ______ hey all! back with another smut! hope you guys liked this one, i’m currently in the middle of writing 3 more requests so please be patient and send more reqs in! i’m always down to read and write ones! thank you for reading!

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