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willows-peak · 3 months
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*・゚✧ JJK Character's Fav Positions
tags: multi character x reader, gn! reader, fluff, acute descriptions of cuddling, sfw and nsfw below the cut, the students aren't included in the nsfw portion dw
word count: expected 2.2k
a/n: im struggling with a geto wip so have this for tonight :3c i wonder if u can tell whos my fav to write
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⋆。˚ ♡ spooning: reserved for the clingiest of people, those who wanna feel your warmth no matter what, snuggled tight holding your back to their chest under a blanket and falling asleep to the slow breaths you make in your slumber
nobara: she's a girl with a very busy life, socially and academically, so when she finally gets to come home and relax into you, her back being embraced by you and held snugly to your chest as she sighs in content, she's as happy as can be. especially after a nice warm shower to wash the day's work away, curling up in bed in her jammies and taking a well deserved nap is all she needs. she gets very irritable if (god forbid) she cant be with you for a while
yuuta: he's a very sweet boy, even when sleeping. if u two end up cuddling, you'll somehow always end up being spooned, no matter how you two fell asleep. yuuta claims he has no idea how this happens, but youre starting to doubt him when you fell asleep at the foot of the bed and woke up with a snoring yuuta behind you. though, you dont have it in you to push him away, considering the way he grumbles and reaches out for you until youre back in his arms
getou: while he wasn't the one to initiate being the little spoon, that seems to be the role you gave him when you first started sleeping in the same bed. even while he was relaxed, his back muscles seemed to entrance you enough to want to stare at them while he slept. he wasn't surprised or offended at your reasoning of course, quite the opposite. you were fueling his already huge ego so how could he deny you? now, he'll rest with the feeling of your deft fingers combing through his hair, while your other hand was running across the bumps and crevices of his back.
⋆。˚ ♡ hugging: for the cuddling enjoyer who also wants to smoosh your face with their chest. legs tangled together, the comforting scent of your shampoo in their nose and their hand gently cupping the back of your head
gojo: speaking of the clingiest man alive. he treats you like a stuffie half the time while you two sleep, hugging you tight to his chest and having your face buried in the crook of his neck while he snoozes away. much like yuuji, the pressure of you against his body helps relax him, but unfortunately for you, that means this 6'3 man squeezing you as tight as possible and stacking on blankets on top of your combined bodies. let's hope you two live somewhere cold
inumaki: he always slept in fetal position before you two started dating, so this was just naturally how you two began cuddling. inumaki either slept at 8 pm sharp or he'd still be awake when you got up in the morning, so who was cuddling who was never consistent. sometimes, inumaki slept with his arm thrown across your hip and his face squished against your side, and others he'd hook his arm around the small of your back and hold you while you slept
⋆。˚ ♡ head on lap: sometimes you don't wanna go all out with cuddling your partner, and for those occasions look no further than the thigh pillow ™ for when you or your partner are too tired to move from the couch to the bed
maki: few words are ever spoken when you two do this. you could be catching up on your schoolwork, or talking with maki, or watching the tv, but often times you'll simply stop and roll over to lay on her lap, neither of you questioning or even batting an eye to it anymore. even when you first did it, there was only a moment of confusion in maki's face before she shrugged and continued talking to you
choso: when you asked him how he liked to cuddle one day, he shrugged his shoulders and answered with "whatever makes you happy." and while he meant it, you couldnt deny the pattern you noticed when you were lounging in bed, or sitting down, where choso would inevitably end up cozied between your thighs, his head resting on your tummy with his hand around your back. pro tip, he makes happy hums if you put your hand on his head
⋆。˚ ♡ head on chest: who needs blankets when you have a whole other person? the classic and well loved position that lets them hold u as close as they can, arm snagging around your waist and holding you tight as you drift into dream land
megumi: you may have thought this meant youre laying on his chest. nope. it took a while for him to open up with what he wanted with you, physically, but it very quickly turned into routine how he'd wordlessly crawl into your arms and flop down against your chest, grumbling incoherently when you asked him what was the matter. you'd sigh and resume whatever you were doing, combing through his messy hair until the soft sound of snores filled the room minutes later.
nanami: this man does not play around about two things, children and his sleep. he's very particular with how he rests, as in you *will* be with him while he sleeps, and you *will* be placed on his chest, held tight as he snored away. youre his wonderful break from monotony, a shining ray of sunshine in his cold and unwelcoming world, so forgive him for being clingy while he rests. though, this does come with the downside of him becoming restless if you're ever away. dont worry! he has a pillow with your scent sprayed onto it for this very occasion, just in case
toji: he wasnt huge on cuddling at first, both not used to it and finding it inconvenient to deal with if he needed to do anything at night. he didnt sleep well before you, and even if that hasnt changed, you snuggling up to him like a huge teddy bear at least gave him something to focus on in those sleepless fits he often has. on the rare occasion he sleeps before you awaken, youre extra careful to press a kiss to his chest as he silently rested underneath you
⋆。˚ ♡ in their lap: cuddling doesn't always have to mean sleeping, of course. sometimes its just a really really long hug with your partner. for times like this, curling up in someone's lap while you laze your time away sounds like a paradise
yuuji: at first, scooting you into his lap was just an easy way to keep you close while he had nothing else to do, arm secured around your waist while you either scrolled through your phone or talked to him about your day, the mundane things he loved about you. but, as he soon found, you on his lap added the extra bonus of pressure! a sturdy weight and warmth on his body, allowing him to relax and melt into you in those moments of silence shared between you two.
sukuna: lets just say you're lucky he's touchy at all with you. he'll tolerate surprise hugs or pecks on his shoulder, but the only physical touch he seems to ever enjoy is when you're slotted in his lap, free to touch and poke at whenever he pleases. you'd whine if he pinched your cheek, squawk if he pressed his nails into the meat of your thighs, glare at him if he groped your ass. all those lovely reactions are a fair trade for you scooting yourself into his lap and using his chest as a pillow, he deems
NSFW UNDER CUT!!! MDNI
⋆。˚ ♡ cowgirl: save a horse, ride a cowboy seeing you take control is unbearably sexy. pivoting your hips up and down on their dick while your hands grip at their shoulders, or having their hands grab at your ass while you slowly grind down against them. either way theyre yours for the taking
ino: a loveable, yet irritating trait of your boyfriend, is that he struggled to fuck you again after a round. you couldnt blame him, with how fast and hard he pounded into you and how he'd always make sure to hit your sweet spots until you were spasming and cumming around his cock. but when you werent satisfied just yet, he spared no time lifting you up into his lap, eagerly offering his cock for you to use as you pleased. and really, how could you pass up an offer like that?
getou: why should he have to do the work when you look this good riding him? his eyes never leave yours while you're bouncing in his lap, the slap of your skin against his backing up your huffs and whines of pleasure, looking at him so pitifully when he backs his hips down out of you. "you want more? come on honey, work for it. thaaat's right, move your hips just like that f' me" he'd egg you on so sweetly, smiling at your pout while you spread your legs and angled your hips to take him deeper inside
⋆。˚ ♡ doggy style: nasty mfs who live for seeing your ass jiggle with every thrust or slap they give you. the way your tiny waist arches down and your chest is pressed flat against the sheets while they're pounding away at you is unbeatable to them
yuki: behind every woman with a big ass is an even bigger strap, and yuki is the prime example of that. she loves to fuck you in front of a mirror in this position too, cooing at you for being so good at taking her dick while fucking you with aimed precision, making you look at yourself while shes thrusting deep inside you. its enough to make you melt into the sheets and wail at the onslaught of pleasure going through your body, but dont worry, she still has so much more to give you
⋆。˚ ♡ against the wall: can you say desperate? they love this position so much, sloppy makeouts that lead to pinning you against the nearest surface because they feel like they'll die if their lips leave yours for even a second
gojo: call him a showoff, because its true. in this position, he can show you just how small you are compared to him, size and strength wise. bouncing you up and down on his cock until your pretty head doesnt work anymore, seeing your eyes oggle his flexed arms and the space where he was fucking up into you. this paired with fucking you inside his office? his dick has never been harder. the thought of someone hearing how good youre getting fucked, coupled with your horrible attempt at muffling your cries and moans makes him so fucking turned on
shoko: shes a true switch, which means its a toss up for whos gonna be on the wall in this position. it all depends on her mood, and who shes had to deal with today. if it was a slow day at work, she'll happily make out with you and grind her knee into your crotch against the door of your apartment for as long as she pleases. though, if her day was more hectic, shes not so subtly grinding herself onto your lap and pressing her fingers into your mouth, sighing woefully about how stressed she is until she expectedly pulls out her fingers, waiting for you to offer yourself to help her
⋆。˚ ♡ 69: they love the competitive-ness of this position. being able to grab your hips and shove them down onto their flat tongue, getting harder when they can feel how much you're struggling to focus from their mouth. but when you grind down into their mouth while bobbing your head on their cock? hooh
toji: hes so mean when he has you like this.. ruthlessly bucking his hips up into your tight and wet throat, sloppily licking and sucking at you and twitching at the feeling of you gagging when he hits the back of your throat. you can barely move your head, your brain getting fucked out by toji's tongue and lips expertly taking you apart piece by piece. you never lasted long when he had you like this either, much to his delight. eagerly lapping up your cum while you moaned and hopelessly squirmed in his grip felt better than any orgasm hes ever gotten, though your throat comes at a very close second
nanami: nanami can at times forget this position is for the both of you, with how into it he can get. hes good about it at first, groaning into you from the way your tongue licks and swirls around his thick cock. but the more he tastes you, the more ravenous he gets with his sucks against you, licking up any stray wetness that threatens to fall down your thighs as the pace of your sucking slows and breaks. you can try to lift your hips away from his tongue, but good luck with that. the grip he keeps on your thighs is near impossible to break, even if your an orgasm or two deep into the session
⋆。˚ ♡ mating press: whispers of them others name falling right into their lips as their hips rock into you, thighs pressed tightly against your chests and your legs shaking on top of their shoulders. the closeness of this position never fails to rile them up, allowing them to see every little face you make, and hear all those noises they fuck out of you
sukuna: youre helpless underneath him, and thats the way he likes it. you can barely move around when his large, muscular frame is pinning you plush against the sheets of your bed, arms forced to clumsily hold onto his shoulders as he fucks you so deep, so harshly that you choke on your own breath from the power behind his thrusts. "sssuku-na, please, too mm-! is' toomuch, oh" your pleads fall on deaf ears, his thrusts never faltering nor easing up with their intensity.
choso: he honestly thinks he'll die if he isnt pressed up against you while hes fucking you. it all feels so intimate when hes got you with your legs bound to your torso from his chest, his thighs holding your body steady while hes all up in your guts. he feels so wonderfully deep inside you like this, hardly able to get out a full sentence from the way you squeeze and milk his long cock, crashing his lips into yours as tears start to well up in his eyes from how good it all feels
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shiftermia · 2 months
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— Late night snacks
james potter x reader
platonic!peter pettigrew x reader
where james catches you and Peter in the kitchens
a/n: a certain someone (A) kept hounding me to write a James one so here it is out of the kindness of my heart. (I was held at gunpoint as I wrote this)
ALSO I DONT CARE! OUTSIDE OF CANON PETER IS A MARAUDER!!
Ever since becoming friends with the weird group known as the Marauders, you and Peter Pettigrew had grown close to each other.
Yes, the group of boys were close. And it was James and Sirius, and Peter and Remus, the duos within the group. The ones they went to when they had to get into groups of two.
But before you joined them, the other three boys had their own designated friend outside of the group of misfits.
James had Marlene, as they grew up in the same neighborhood. Remus had Lily as they were both smart enough to keep up with each other, and Sirius had Mary. Surprisingly, the two got along quite well.
When they weren’t hanging out with each other, they were hanging out with those girls.
But Peter didn’t have someone other than the boys. Often left to his own devices before James, the mum friend noticed the boy being left behind.
Till you started dating James, and Peter finally had a friend for himself. Someone to hang out with when the others were somewhere else.
You and him had more in common than you expected. Both not as smart as Remus in all subjects but enough to keep up. Both having to study unlike Sirius, and both having to pay attention to fully understand something unlike James.
Another thing you two had in common was your hunger in the middle of the night.
“Psst!” The boy called with his head poking out from his curtains. To no sign of movement, he called again louder, “psst!”
You pulled back James’s curtain revealing your bed head and James’ large form laying on top of you with his head tucked in your neck. “wormy, what?”
“Don’t what me, I’m hungry!” Peter said glancing at Remus’ bed, praying his werewolf ears wouldn’t catch your conversation.
You laughed and whispered loudly, “oh my Merlin! Me too!”
He laughed and pulled himself out of bed and slipped on his shoes, “I’ve been craving Moony Toast for the past hour!”
You let out a scoff and threw yourself back, a hand coming up to mess with James’s curls. “Ive been wanting some strawberries since 12, I just wish the kitchens weren’t so far!” You whined silently.
Peter waved his hand to you, already standing by the door and glancing at Remus’s bed again. “C’mon.”
You widened your eyes and gestured to the sleeping boy on top of you. “You want to help me with the big guy or what?”
He rolled your eyes at your sarcasm and lifted James’s top half enough so you could slide out from under him and gently laid him back down as to not wake him up.
“Okay, now let’s go.” You stated once you put your shoes on and grabbed your boyfriend’s jumper.
You and Peter went down the stairs in the corridor before you came to an abrupt stop. “Shite, what about the map?”
Peter just shook his head and kept walking, “I’m too hungry to find wherever Sirius put it this time.”
You shrugged and followed after him, both of you keeping an eye out for Filch and his dammed demon cat.
Meanwhile, James moved his arm presumably to lay under your his shirt but was left grasping at air.
He lifted his head and looked to his right, “poppet?” He grumbled with squinted eyes before reaching his hand out to grab his glasses.
James sat up and rubbed his eyes under his glasses and looked around the room. The bathroom door was open with the lights turned off, so you definitely weren’t in there.
His eyes landed on Peter’s bed, its curtains wide open with blankets askew.
He groaned and pulled his half naked form out from the warmth and reached down to grab one of his thrown shirts.
James got up and walked over to Sirius’ bed and reached under his bed to pull out the Marauders Map. “Where’re you now, poppet?” He spoke to himself.
“They’re in the kitchens.” Remus’ voice mumbled, head most likely stuffed in his pillow.
James sighed and grabbed his wand, muttering a small lumos, “and may I ask how you know that moony boy?”
“Both the bloody wankers can’t keep quiet, now please let me sleep in fucking peace.” He roughly sighed out and the sound of him yanking the covers was heard along with James’ mocking sound of surprise.
“What do y’know, Remus is right again.” He put on his shoes and quietly left the dorm to the kitchens where yours and Peter’s name moved around.
After, nearly dropping his wand and getting caught by the notorious demon cat. James tickled the pear portrait and was greeted with dim yellow lighting, Peter leaning against a counter and you kicking your feet from atop a stool.
You and Peter instantly both went quiet and let out a breath when you noticed it was James.
“Jamie! You scared the hell out of us!” You spoke before placing another chocolate covered strawberry in your mouth.
He raised his brow and lifted a muscular arm, “I scared you? You scared me!” He exclaimed before seeing Peter’s form slowly sticking something in his mouth.
“The bloody hell are you eating?” He asked Peter.
Peter swallowed and sat up a little bit, “Moony toast.”
“Moony Toast?” James questioned incredulously. “If Remus heard that he would throw a fit,” he stalked forward and leaned his arm over your smaller frame. “Think he did hear it,” he added as an after thought.
“Ugh, he heard?” Peter grunted taking a sip of whatever he had been drinking.
“I assume that’s how you found us?” You asked dipping a strawberry into the bowl of melted chocolate you had in front of you.
“Yeah, and this.” He lifted up the map and your head whipped towards Peter.
“I told you!”
His head shook, “where’d you even find it?!” He exclaimed, blonde hair falling slightly in his face.
James shrugged, “under Sirius’s bed.”
You glared at Peter and he squinted his eyes. “Whatever, not like it matters now.”
James turned to you when he felt you pressed a kiss to his jaw, “why didn’t you tell me where you went, sweet girl?” He gently ran a hand over your head, brushing back baby hairs.
Peter sat up, “I swallowed a bug,” he got up and waved back to you both, “see you two later.”
Once he left, you turned to James and messed with his hair, setting it to how you thought suited him best. “I didn’t want to wake you up.”
He set a hand on your waist while the other was pressed against the counter. “I don’t care, next time at least let me know.”
You nodded and wiped your strawberry filled fingers on a nearby napkin. “m’kay I will, promise.”
The face you made, made James lean down slightly a press a sweet kiss to your lips.
With a hum, he moved away, nose pressed to your cheek. He licked his lips, “tastes like strawberries.”
You chuckled and traced his face, “well I was eating chocolate covered strawberries.”
James hummed again and brought his hand up to the back of your head, “Huh, I didn’t taste chocolate, lemme..” he trailed off and kissed you again making you snicker in between kisses.
You leaned back slightly and the hand that was holding your head slipped to your waist. Even when distracted, James always made sure you would be safe.
“We should go,” you whispered, James hummed in agreement but didn’t make any move to stop kissing your sweet sweet lips anytime soon.
With you in his shirt and jumper enveloping your frame, messy hair and bright content eyes, and your hands cupping his face so so gently, in the way only you can achieve.
How could he ever be expected to stop?
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mayearies · 8 months
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☆.
NORMAL GIRL
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𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐆 𝐌𝐎��𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒
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genre: angsty (a lil fluff) | warnings: insecure reader a/n: i gotta confess i just listened to the ctrl deluxe because i didnt know there was one but I LOVE JODIE AND MILES SMSM translations: amor, que paso / love, what happened . di lo que piensas / say what you think . tía / aunt . como si fuera ayer, hermosa / like it was yesterday, beautiful . mi corazon / my heart . mamá, déjame ayudarte / mama, let me help you
summary: miles assuring youre the one for him no matter what ♬ song: normal girl by sza
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miles and you were just laying down and watching some television on the couch while tía rio went to the store. she said she wanted to teach you and miles how to make pasteles tonight. you honestly weren’t paying attention to whatever was being shown, instead you were thinking about yourself. you just wish you were more-
“-normal?”
the tv cut off your sentence with that word, snapping you back into the moment. he noticed your sudden jump and looked up as you as his thumb circled your stomach. “you okay?”
“hm? oh yeah- yeah i’m fine.”
your voice was really unconvincing, he rolled his eyes as he laid his head back down on your chest and turned his eyes toward the tv again. “amor, que paso? you look upset.”
“nothing, just thinking.” “you know you can tell me anythin’, right? di lo que piensas.”
you know that. but you wanted to keep this to yourself. but also knowing him, he would be able to get you to crack sooner or later. miles was really passionate about hearing what you’re thinking. he liked to hear you speak. he says that a lot.
“you know how i, y’know act really out of character?” “what’chu mean, ma?” “like when we first met—don’t i act completely different now that we’re dating?”
the circular motions on your stomach paused for a second as he looked up at you but the motions still continued as he stared at you. glancing at your lips from time to time. “i mean, i never really noticed.”
“never?” “no. you stay the same in my eyes. the same cute princess i’ve known. so i dont know what you mean when you say ‘out of character’.”
maybe he didn’t see you the way you saw you. you felt like you’ve changed since you met him. in some ways bad, in some ways good. but you still felt like you weren’t yourself. “you know the times i would be hyper and all that.”
“como si fuera ayer, hermosa.” “well.. do you think thats normal considering me?”
miles squinted his eyes at you as he shifted so you were sitting on his lap. “‘normal’? you’re not normal.”
“exactly what my point is, miles. and i feel like it’s a problem.” “what’s wrong with not being normal, love? you can’t define normal in a person.” “but i’m not-“
“no buts, mi corazon. i like all the moments we share. the silly ones, the serious ones, thats all a part of you. and i like that. y’know, mama might have not had the best perception of you when we first met but, i still loved you. the same i do now. you might have changed. i still love you the same. ♡”
he lightly pepper kissed you over your face. he always knew a sweet way to shut you up. you were his life, and he wouldn’t want you being insecure about yourself any time of day. even when we was asleep or away for prowler business.
miles didnt have any expectations when he wanted a girlfriend. you just had to like him back. and you did. thats all he asks for. nothing else. “you okay now?”
he liked the way you would instantly melt at the kisses from his chappled lips. it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. he kissed your nose before you laid your head on his chest. he stroked your scalp, too.
the sweet moment was inturrupted when the door lock was making noise, “i’m back!”
miles’ hands gestured for you to move so he could help with the groceries. a faint “mamá, déjame ayudarte.” coming from him as she thanked him. you were still a little froze in the moment to which you couldnt feel tears on your cheeks drying up.
“oh! good, she’s still here-“
once rio turned her attention to you, she held a look of slight worry. which then shifted to an eyebrow raise at her son as he carried the bags.
“what did you do?” “nothing, mama! i swear. we just.. had a little moment while you were out.”
she looked back and forth between you two until her mouth made an ‘o’ shape, “ah, i see.”
“…not-“ “yes, i know ‘not like that’!”
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cinellieroll · 1 month
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☆ random obey me headcanons part 2!
asmodeus, levi and barbatos ♡
part one (lucifer, mammon and simeon)
part three (beelzebub, belphegor, solomon)
part four (satan and diavolo)
cw: some small nsfw on asmo's part :p
small note: thank you so much for the likes and reblogs! i never expected such a large majority of people to enjoy my content so it's very dear to me. once again, thank you!
☆ asmodeus:
- kinda bad at cooking. his way of slicing and dicing vegetables is very mediocre if not clumsy looking. there are days where his cooking is acceptable and days where it's to seasoned or too bland (always convinces himself its good tho and posts it on his devilgram)
- though he's kinda bad at cooking, his baking skills are okay! his favorite pastry to make are cookies because he can design them the most.
- "ofcourse mc! you'll always be the first one to try my desserts! unless you want to taste something else?~ ♡"
- he has a collection of sanrios, hironos and sonny angels in his room. ESPECIALLY sonny angels. crazy thing is he always gets them for free from his fans and its always the limited edition ones
- he really enjoys watching old movies from the human world especially the romcoms. mean girls, notting hill, pitch perfect. he will pester you to rewatch it with him even though you guys have seen it multiple times already.
- he keeps a small jewelry box in his room but instead of jewelry its full of pics of you and him and the gifts you give him. theres some pics in there where the other brothers were cut or crossed out so it'll be just you and him lmfao
- he is a yandere and i stand by this. it's not as obvious but if he's really into you he'll constantly mark you with his scent and the stuff he wears. he'll leave a hickey or a bite mark if you're lucky ;)
- the type of guy to only bring a purse to school. if you ask for a pencil the bitch is gonna open his bag and say "oopsie! i only brought my makeup pouch and mirror today. sorry babe!"
- has his own private concert in showers every goddamn day
- he'll either fangirl with you about celebrities or he'll get extremely jealous because you're simping for someone else.
☆ levi:
- sometimes his ass crack will be on display when he's sitting down on the floor
- wears booty shorts religiously. sometimes he'll casually just walk out his room wearing a hoodie and booty shorts with prints on it
- has a tumblr account where he posts a bunch of hc, drabbles and other shit and until now no one knows its him
- had an amino and discord phase where he always roleplayed with other people. till this day it haunts him at night
- he livestreams twice a week on twitch and has been scolded by lucifer on stream once. there was also a time where mammon barged in his room half naked and suddenly all the views went up 10x
- trolls on roblox like it's a 9 to 5 job
- every once in a while he'll stay in lucifers room while lucifer is doing paperwork. he'll just lay down on his bed, watch and play games and even fall asleep
- makes his own persona in every fandom he gets into and writes very detailed backstories (dw levi, same)
- only reads "x reader" fics for obvious reasons
- went insane because human world games and animes are better than the ones in devildom. dont get me started about aot. (his favorite is levi ackerman obvi)
☆ barbatos:
- wishes he could get piercings but since he's the demon prince's butler he obviously can't
- started tweakin when you said some humans keep rats and bugs as pets. like he stopped polishing some plates and looked at you like you just dog shitted diavolo's name
- really enjoys your spotify playlist filled with metalhead and grunge songs. he really likes slipknot
- likes to order those cute, fancy tea sets when he has the time. when you gifted him tea leaves and a limited edition teapot set his love for you sky rocketed.
- gets annoyed when solomon manspreads
- has a really good voice when he sings. he used to sing diavolo lullabies when his father would get angry at him
- scrolls through levi and mammon's post for educational purposes cuz he wants to learn slangs just incase diavolo asks him what a specific word means
- "barbatos, what does 'runnin from da opps' mean?"
- "my lord, 'runnin from da opps' is a slang made by the new generation. it means fleeing from your haters."
- loves to tailor and iron his bed sheets so he can have a peaceful rest after a long day of non stop errands.
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ericsprincess · 11 months
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checkmate
You catch your brother's annoying best friend doing something in your room.
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“....oh, and by the way, Sunwoo is coming over tonight to watch a movie,” 
You stop mid-folding a t-shirt and look at your brother in disbelief. He can’t be for real, you think. This is like the third time just this week. 
“This is like the third time just this week,” you frown at your brother that’s standing in the doorway to your bedroom. “Doesn’t he have his own place and his own roommates to annoy?” 
“Yeah, but his roommates are working on some school project, so he doesn’t want to distract and annoy them much, until they finish it,” your brother shrugs. 
“So, he’s just coming here all the time to annoy us?” you groan and throw the semi-folded t-shirt on the pile. 
“Well, he’s not annoying me. Come on, sis, he’s not that bad. He really likes you actually, you’re just so mean to him all the time,” pleads your brother. 
“Are we talking about the same Sunwoo?” you ask. “He literally just asks me the most dumb questions all the time and does things to spite me.” 
“Yeah but that’s how Sunwoo shows his affection,” your brother laughs. 
“By the greasiest overacted flirting?”
“Basically. If you saw beyond his overdone fuckboy persona you would see he’s actually really nice. He’s just playing it up in front of you, because he wants your reaction and attention,” smiles your brother. He seems to find this whole situation amusing, and this annoys you even more. 
“I find it really hard to believe it,” you frown. “But okay, he can come, but it’s your responsibility to keep him on the leash, understood?” 
“Sure thing, sis,” he shoots you finger guns. “Gotta run to school, see ya!”
“Bye..” you sigh. You really, really love your brother, but when you agreed for him to move into your spare bedroom to save up on his university costs, this is not how you imagined it. You did not expect to sign up for a 2 in 1 package, that is your brother and his annoying raccoon of a best friend, that is now the bane of your existence. The worst thing is, that Sunwoo is not even doing anything actually bad, he’s just being annoying and you never know how to react to his teasing. 
You hold up one last sock, and it’s without the pair. Seems like a deja vu, that something is missing. Great, lately it seems that the laundry machine is taking way too many sacrifices.
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This is already a long day and it seems that it will never end. You left for work and now you’re sitting there, mindlessly typing on your computer and pretending to work. You want to go home so badly, but you’re not even looking forward to that much now, that you’ll have a visitor. 
I’ll just get food and stay in my bedroom, you think. But usually, that doesn’t deter Sunwoo from going to bother you under the pretense of “saying hi”. He’d just knock once and open the door without waiting for a reply, as if everything belonged to him. Maybe I should just lock the door.
DING! Your thoughts get interrupted by your phone announcing you just got a message. DING DING!
bro
>hey sis
>btw
>i need to stay late in school because something came up
>so i just told sunwoo the door code and he’ll let himself in
>just so that you’re not surprised he’s already there
>gotta go, love you byeee
>also dont kill him pls lol
you
>oh for fuck’s sake
You groan. This can’t be real. 
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Ugh, finally home. You angrily punch the door code and wait for the door to unlock. Immediately you kick off your shoes, fling a laptop bag away and mentally brace for greeting the awaited intruder that should be already there. 
You march into the living room, already pre-pissed off but - there is no one there. No one laying on the couch in sneakers, spilling crumbs of your snacks between the seats. No one playing the console, yelling at the game. No one drinking a beer, putting it on the table without a coaster and loudly burping. Suspicious.
Maybe he bailed, you think and your mood is already getting brighter. So you just decide to go to your room to chill. You open the door and - 
“What the fuck are you doing?!” you shriek. You’re standing in the doorway, stunned, looking at Sunwoo, who’s frozen like a deer in the headlights. As he should be, since he’s absolutely not supposed to be in your room, the one single place in your apartment he’s banished from. 
And what he’s totally absolutely not supposed to be, is standing over your opened laundry hamper, with half of its content thrown outside of it. 
“N-nothing,” he stutters and awkwardly steps away from the little mess of clothes. Interesting. This is the first time you’ve seen Sunwoo without his confidence and cockiness. His face is getting red and he’s looking genuinely nervous. 
“Nothing my ass. What are you doing in my room?” you push. 
“Nothing, really, I was not doing anything,” he anxiously shakes his head and takes a step back. You suddenly catch a glimpse of something familiar. 
“What’s in your hand?” you ask, but before he can even try denying having anything, you step forward and snatch the item he’s squeezing in his sweaty palm. You immediately recognize it. 
“Kim Sunwoo.” you growl threateningly. 
“Y-yes?” 
“Kim Sunwoo. So not only you impose all the time, not only you steal my food and make a mess. You even dare to go to my room? And steal my fucking panties?? AND THEN LIE ABOUT IT?” you’re furious. 
“I-i am really sorry, Y/N, please don’t kill me! Or-, or, please don’t tell Y/B/N about it,” he pleads, with big eyes and face red from embarrassment. This is not how you usually see him and you’re finding out that you’re quite liking it. He’s actually kinda cute when he looks all helpless and caught off guard. Your anger is quickly getting replaced by mischief and you decide in a split second that you’re going to have fun with it. 
“Why shouldn’t I?” you raise your eyebrow. “Why shouldn’t I tell my brother that I caught his best friend stealing my panties? What are you even stealing them for?” You have a hunch, but it will be more fun to pry this out of him. 
“I…I just…I just wanted them..” he takes a step back. You take one step forward. 
“Why?” 
“Because…” Sunwoo looks like all he wants is for the ground to open and to swallow him whole so he doesn't have to be confronted. “...because they smell of you..” he whispers. He has nowhere to step back to, his back is touching your dresser.  
You’re so close to him your chest is barely touching him. You can feel his fast breathing and heart pounding. He’s much taller than you, but you are the one in charge in this situation and you’re almost drunk off the feeling. Especially, since it’s Kim Sunwoo, the bane of your existence, for the past few months. 
“So you’re really a pervert, aren’t you?” 
“N-no I swear I’m not!” he rushes to deny, but you can just somehow tell it’s not quite like that.
“I can feel your boner. Kim Sunwoo, you even like this, don’t you? Do you find it hot that you’ve been busted?” you accuse him. “Oh geez, my brother will be really devastated to hear that his best friend not only is a pervert, but also gets off on it.”
“Y/N, please, don’t tell him, I- I will do whatever you want! I will behave from now on, I swear!” he pleads. “I’ll return all of the other ones too, I promise!” 
“Other ones?” you’re in disbelief. You probably shouldn’t feel this way, but you’re finding it really hot that this pest which kept annoying you for a long time, is secretly so attracted to you that he resolved to steal your panties to sniff and masturbate to. It’s so disgusting and yet you’re getting wet at the mere mental image of Sunwoo holding your used panties to his face while jerking off frantically. 
“So here’s the deal,” you start. “In the exchange for my silence, you’ll do whatever I want for three months, okay?” 
“Okay, okay, deal, thank you,” he nods desperately. He’s looking all pathetic, with a red face, almost watering eyes and with a boner tenting his pants. You’re so wet and it gives you the worst idea.
“We can start now,” you step away from him and lie down on your bed, bending your legs at the knees, feet at the edge of the bed, your skirt falling back, exposing your legs and underwear. 
Sunwoo looks frozen.
“Come here,” you scoff and he snaps out of it and rushes to you. He kneels on the ground in front of your bed and hesitantly reaches out, but it’s like he’s not actually sure if he can touch you. 
You roll your eyes and pull off your panties yourself. “What are you waiting for? A written invitation?” 
“Sorry, sorry,” he hurries with an apology and puts his face between your legs immediately. He starts eating you out eagerly, whispering “Thank you, thank you”. 
He’s surprisingly not bad at it. He doesn’t seem to be too experienced, but what he lacks in experience, makes up for in enthusiasm. It’s almost like he’s making out with your pussy. 
He’s slowly licking over your folds, gently sucking on your clit, his tongue is hot, wet and feels so good. He’s slowly building up the intensity and it feels so good, you can’t help but moan a little, even though you’re really trying not to. 
Sunwoo looks like he’s enjoying himself too, with one of his hands rubbing over his clothed cock, and you have half a mind to mock him for it, if only making a coherent sentence wouldn't be so difficult right now. 
You’re getting close, with his tongue flicking over your clit, but you decide you don’t want to come like that. You grab him by his hair and tear his head away from your pussy. He whines about it and makes an attempt to get back to licking you, but you’re holding him too firmly. He must be in pain, but he doesn’t seem to care about that. 
“Come up and fuck me, before I kick you out,” you let his hair go. He seems surprised, but not wanting to anger you further, he quickly takes off his pants and underwear, while you move up higher on the bed. He joins you on the bed and you’re not wasting time, grabbing his hard cock and pulling him close to you. He whimpers in pain, but complies immediately and pushes inside your pussy. He’s hovering on top of you and it seems like he’s not daring to move yet. Actually, his face is getting closer and all of the alarms in your head start ringing. 
Oh shit, you wonder, he wants to kiss me. Your hand quickly flies up and you grab him by his jaw to stop him. You blindly pat with your other hand on the bed quickly, until you find what you’re looking for - your discarded panties. You ball them up and stuff them into his mouth. 
“Don’t get stupid ideas, Sunwoo,” you say. “If you want more of the taste, this is the only thing you’re going to get now.” you warn him and to get him to move you slightly kick him with your heel. 
He gets the hint and starts fucking you immediately, already with a fast tempo. It’s clear neither of you is going to last long. But you have to admit he feels really good. It’s just a passing thought, as you are staring at his blushed face, with your panties stuffed into his mouth and his eyes glossy, but you already know you’re going to make the most out of this “deal”. The thought of having Sunwoo as your plaything for three months is so arousing, that it’s what gets you to come, while he’s fucking into you.
Your squirming and moaning is so strong, you almost throw him off yourself, but he has enough presence of mind to hold you tightly, while he fucks into you fast and hard. Not before long he’s cumming into you, eyes close and whimpering. You can feel his cock pulsate in you and you squeeze him closer to you with your legs, so you can feel it even better. 
He spits out the panties and snuggles a little into your neck as he’s catching his breath and you graciously give him a few seconds of this before you’re kicking him off you. 
You’re both a mess - half-undressed, sweaty and disheveled. You throw him his clothes. “Put it back on.” He does and just awkwardly stands, obviously not sure what to do now. 
“We’re done here…for now. You should go to the living room to wait for my brother and I really hope I won’t see or hear you anymore tonight, so you better behave. And if I catch you in my room again, the deal is off and I’m telling everything, understood?” you threaten. 
He nods and hesitantly goes to leave. He’s actually really cute, when he’s all obedient, you wonder. It melts your heart a tiny bit. You probably shouldn’t like it so much. 
“Hey Sunwoo?” you call after him. He turns back. 
“Y-Yes?” 
“You forgot something,” you smirk and throw your panties at him. He catches them and looks at you, confused. 
“Put them into good use, until I see you next time, would you?” 
He looks completely embarrassed, but nonetheless he stuffs the panties into his pocket and literally runs out of your room, while you laugh at him. 
Best deal of my life, you think and head to the shower. 
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ilovetulips · 1 year
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fem!reader x older!tattooartist!eddiemunson
part 1 here !
WARNINGS : smut mdni. phone sex :)). age gap mentioned !! if u dont like dont read. basically the same as pt. 1 but shorter.
hope u all enjoy !! ♡ ♡ ♡ (p.s my reqs are open)
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eddie hasn’t been able to get you off his mind. ever since you walked in and seduced him like a little minx. he knew it was ‘unprofessional’, yet if anyone else were out into that position, he’s certain they would’ve done the same.
such a sweet thing like you, and such an opposite man like him. you were younger, sure, but you were oh so sweet and fully aware of what you were doing when you first met.
you, similarly, can’t get the picture of that mess of curls out of your head. his lips, his hands trailing up your skirt, the small crows feet either side of his eyes. even his dick for gods sake. something about him was so enduring… so enchanting. you couldn’t help yourself.
it had been 5 days since your last and first interaction with eddie munson, and it has been replaying in your head nonstop. but there hasn’t been a call yet, and now you’re starting to regret your sudden outburst of confidence.
i mean, you had ended on a really good note - he finished your tattoo, you payed at a discounted price because he said you’d already gave him enough ‘payment’. but why hadn’t he called you back…?
had you come off too strong? maybe he did that with all of his clients… could you just be another one of them? what if he just didn’t care about you? you were obsessed with him but did he even think about you and—
ring ring.
no, it can’t be him. that’ll be too convenient of a time right? it’s probably work.
you trail over to the phone on the wall, lazily dragging your legs after laying in bed all day. it was about 10pm, your day being well spent in the comfort of your room. you were expecting a call from work too, so you had already lost hope for eddie and assumed it was your boss calling you.
“hello?” you say sweetly down the phone, spinning the lean your back against the wall.
“missed that voice, hi sweetheart.” your heart stopped. the world stopped. it was actually him - you’d been dreaming about hearing that voice again and it was finally happening right now.
“y’there y/n?” you twirl the cord around your finger.
“hi, eddie.” a high pitched voice sounds down the microphone, not registering in your mind that it’s yours. your heart is quite literally pounding in your chest now.
“sorry about not calling you sooner sweetness, been busy. i’ve missed you.” the heat rises to your cheeks faster than it ever has. you feel like a girl in high-school with a stupid crush.
“s’okay, i’ve been busy too. m’glad you finally called me though.”
“oh yeah? you missed me sweet thing?” now he just sounds cocky.
“mmm, i wouldn’t go that far.” you smirk.
“i see how it is…”
silence. it consumes the both of you. it’s not the awkward type, you feel as if you are just flourishing in his company through the phone.
“m’being serious when i say i missed you. couldn’t stop thinking about you, y’little minx.” he lets out a breathy laugh at the nickname, and it could quite possibly be the sexiest thing you’ve ever heard. you become aware of your clothes feeling too hot, and your thighs clenching tightly.
“i missed you too. nearly came to your work to book another tattoo just to see you.” you giggle slightly and bite your lip, sounding ridiculous and wanting to stop yourself.
“that obsessed already baby? gotcha hooked. should’ve came down, last time was definitely something.” as if your face couldn’t get anymore red.
you laugh down the phone, not knowing how to respond to that unforgettable day. heat pools underneath your small bedtime shorts.
“maybe you should’ve called me earlier, we could’ve done something… i’ve missed you.” your eyelids clamp shut, afraid you’re starting something you won’t be able to finish.
eddie was sat there, stunned and shirtless in his bedroom of his apartment. and let’s be honest, the plaid pants he was wearing as pyjamas weren’t leaving much to the imagination as his boner presses against the stitching. as soon as he heard your voice, he couldn’t help himself.
“fuck- you can’t say stuff like that t’me sweetheart. m’going crazy over here.” your statement didn’t leave much to the imagination, and ended with him rutting his hips into the air to get some sort of release. he lets out a small moan at the feel of his leaky tip touching the thin material of his pants.
the growing tension was absolutely suffocating, yet neither of you wanted to make the first move and wanted to relish in it until it snapped.
now you aren’t going to pretend like you didn’t hear him moan, because you most definitely did. before you even knew it, your nipples had pebbled against your small shirt, and slick was coating your thighs.
“watcha doin’ right now, eds?” the innocent act only made him worse.
he was still circling his hips, the waistband of his pants falling lower and leaving his happy trail becoming more and more exposed. you were circling your finger around the harsh indent of your nipple over your shirt, biting back a moan - both pleasuring yourself slightly but not fully committing yet.
“d’ya really want me to answer that, angel? cause i think you can hear what m’ doing.” he finally caves and pulls his hardened length of out his pants, precum dribbling down the tip in beads. just like the sick fuck he is, he moves the phone down to his hip level and starts rubbing his cock. “f-fuck, wish you were here touchin’ me right now.”
your receiver fills with sounds of eddie’s slick cock being rubbed, the sound of his spit and precum mixing to soak his dick perfectly. the sounds leave little to the imagination, as you trail your fingers down to your waistband to your dripping cunt. the jolt of pain that rushes through you when you brush over your throbbing cunt forces a moan to escape your lips.
“not so much of an angel are ya sweetheart- shit.” he bucks his hips into his fist, fucking his hand to the sound of your little pants. “touchin’ yourself to the sound of me. dirty girl.” the smirk in his voice evident.
“n-never said i was an angel—“ you slip your finger into your tight hole, plunging it all the way until you feel that spongey spot on your walls. it elicits such a sweet moan that eddie thinks he’s gonna cream himself right then and there. “n’ you started touchin’ yourself to the sound of my voice you perv.”
his hand speeds up, the moans spurring him on even further as he whines into the microphone of the phone. “fuck- missed your pretty noises so much. so so so much.” he hisses. “you gonna slip another finger in, baby? fill yourself up so it feels like me.” he wouldn’t admit that the nickname ‘perv’ was really making it difficult for him right now.
you nod despite him not being able to see you, and do what he says. “miss you touchin’ me. haven’t stopped thinking about you eddie.” your brain was starting to fuzz over, any words that could leave your mouth doing so.
he bites down on his lip, hard enough to draw blood as he holds back from blowing his load. edging himself so you could finish at the same time. judging my your moans and your fucked out voice, you weren’t far off.
you pump 3 fingers in and out of you, massaging that spot inside of you while your thumb works on your clit occasionally. the pressure was building in your tummy to quick you didn’t even have the chance to tell the boy.
“shh shh sweets, don’t worry. m’ gonna see you this week n’ make you feel so- fuck- so fuckin’ good. you want that?” at this point, you could only reply with chants of ‘yesyesyespleasefuck’ and high pitched moans that made eddie’s hand flood with the familiar hot liquid while yours drips out of you.
your back arches off the bed as you drop the phone onto the bed next to you, your pants and moans filling your room as you come down from your high. listening to it almost made the curly haired boy hard again as he imagined how you looked right now - fucked out eyes falling asleep and glossy red lips from biting down on them.
“lick ‘em clean, princes. wanna hear you suckin’ on them fingers nice n’ good.” so you did, making it a point to pop off your fingers obnoxiously loud with a ‘mmmm’.
“you promise to see me this week?” you practically whisper down the phone, not wanted to sound pathetic despite the fact you literally finger fucked yourself to the sound of him.
“i promise, my sweet sweet girl. i’ll take you out somewhere real fancy and—“ you cut him off.
“no. i don’t want fancy… i just wanna do something with just us two. maybe watch a movie or somethin’.”
it sounded like absolute heaven to him. “of course, baby. i’ll call you tomorrow. thanks for helpin’ me get off.”
and with that he hangs up, leaving you red faced and slightly horny again at the thought of what you just did.
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emsgoodthinkin · 3 months
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As long as I’m with You
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Steve Harrington x You (short)
Summary: Steve wakes up to another bad night you’ve had this week
Warnings: hurt/comfort, talks of poor physical and mental health, doctors, suicidal ideation, medication use, drug use, chronic health issues, BPD if you squint, disabilities, use of the word “girl” x times, negative self talk, mentions of sex, angst, fluff~~
This is based off my own experiences and inspired by my pal Morgan’s version; feel free to check hers out
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The clock strikes 12 and then 1, 3, 5am in the morning, no sleep no rest it’s an every day cycle. The same shitty cycle.
It’s a new year, but not a new you.
Sitting in your walker in front of the excruciatingly bright television screen, high as a kite, everything in existence running through your mind 100 mph, sometimes the weed helps the pain. Sometimes it induces it or even makes it worse. Right now it’s doing nothing for you. Looking over at your loved one sound asleep. You don’t want to bother him with your whines or crying. So you just sit there silence, tears rolling down your cheeks; while you watch some bullshit on YouTube.
Sniff Sniff
“Baby?”
Shit.
“..yea?” you say in a whispered tone
“Are you ok? what’s wrong?”
“Ah, you already know”, you’ve used that line probably over a million times
Steve comes along your side expecting a few dried tears, but his eyes widen when he’s sees the collar around your shirt bitten, snot dribbling down your mouth and throat, crouching down, he lies his head onto your thigh looking up at you, “Talk to me sweetheart”
“No.”
“Hey, I know you’re hurting”—
“GOOD FOR YOU! Congratulations you know I’m hurting, you know I’ve been hurting for fucking years. I’m glad you’ve acknowledged it unlike some people”you sniffle getting up in a hurry to take a piss as he follows with sad eyes leaning against the door frame
“I’m fucking tired, I’m so goddamn exhausted nobody will ever know what I’m dealing with!”, you say wiping your ass not bothering to wash your hands, “I can’t do anything I can’t run, I can’t jump, can’t go to the stupid, fucking grocery store without one of those motorized carts.. my back hurts, my fucking knees are throbbing, stupid fucking nerves won’t calm down FUCK! It’s not like I can get in the bathtub to calm my muscles down. Nothing is helping! No medication, no PT, no injections, no nothing! Why?? am I just resistant to any source of help or treatment? I-I can’t even lay in the goddamn bed to sleep. That’s all I have left is rest!! What is rest!? I don’t know what the hell that even is”
“I know baby I know”—
“NO YOU DONT STEVE, all you know is what you see. I wouldn’t wish on our worst enemy, my worst enemy to feel what I feel. That’s how bad it all hurts. The most evil, sick and twisted person in this world, I would never wish this upon. I just..”, getting dizzy you collapse on the bed sobbing into your own hands, then eventually into Steve’s shoulder as he rocks you, tears spilling from his own eyes—
“Nobody cares, nobody wants to help me. nobody cares unless I’m rich and can afford to give them any and ALL the things off my back, but I can’t. Even with the money you make it will never be enough to help the poor girl who’s too young to have any kind of issue. It’s “all in my head” I’m just fucking crazy. I could break my own neck and still be told it’s only from anxiety. Nobody cares just”—
“I care” he exhales
“It doesn’t matter if you care, all your care is useless, all your help is worthless to me because it gets me nowhere. Nobody’s love and care gets me nowhere. It’s nothing all but fucking false hope. Don’t you get that? None of you still to this day seems understand that. Stop praying for me to get better. It’s never going to happen. I can’t take it anymore.. I just wanna die! All I wish for is to die but, I can’t even have that. It’s like all of you want me here, to live and suffer for the rest of my life for y’all, it’s not fair, fuck that”, your trembling, body in fight or flight
“Don’t say that, you know I’d do anything to take your pain away”
“It doesn’t matter what you’d do because you’re not a doctor. You’re not a professional, you can’t help me get better.. sucks to hear but it’s the truth Steve..fuck”—
Steve’s really trying not to beat himself up over your words, he knows you’re in pain, it comes from a place of anger, frustration and fear
“I have all these pain medications I could easily take all at once, so I’ll never have to wake up in this position ever again. Why can’t I do it huh? I could end right here right now you never have to suffer again, but I just d-don’t; If anything, I’m the most selfless person for staying alive for YOU just so I can be alive but in pain all over again for YOU!”, your tone getting higher and higher in pitch
“I-I’m sorry.. I wish I knew the right words to say baby”, he’s trying his best to stay strong for you
“You’ve got to be sick of me, tired of me. All I do is cause more money to come out of your pockets, more exhaustion, more burdening, more crying, more everything bad for you. You already deal with your own shit. I do nothing but make your own mentality worse, hell you’re making your own self worse being with a person like me. A broken and useless excuse of a human being. You deserve somebody who can go hiking with you, go to the beach, travel with, who can do the bare minimum. Can’t even fuck you properly—
“STOP! Stop that right now” he shouts
You freeze because he’s never raised his voice at you, atleast not on purpose at such a vulnerable time
“I hate it too. You know it hurts me to know that you hurt and I’m sorry that I can’t take the pain away from you. My sweet, sweet girl I’m so sorry that nobody has given you the chance to hear your voice, to help heal you..but I’m gonna make you the same promise I make you almost every single night. As long as I’m with you, I will try my best with all my power to make it a little bit more bearable for you to be here, and I am so grateful that you are still here and choose to be here with me for us to be together. I know you hurt, but as long as you’re with me, I’m going to do my best to put a smile on your pretty face, beautiful sunshine of a smile because you’re my sunshine.. y-your smile gives me life did you know that?”
You nod. He tells you all the time
“I- I’m tired for wishing to feel ok for my birthdays, every Christmas. All the shirts and posters you got me for Christmas? I haven’t even touched them yet, you know why? Because the selfish person in me doesn’t give a fuck about none of it. The only thing I care about and want and NEED is pain relief and that’s too much to ask for isn’t it? Apparently wanting to be better in the world it’s too much to ask for”
“You deserve to feel better”, he says while his hand travels up your back to rub your tense neck, “You deserve to be free from all of this and I can’t give that to you. You’re not selfish baby you’re hurting. I love you for you. I knew what I was signing up for, and if I didn’t want that I wouldn’t be here right now with you. I know the sacrifices Ill have to make, the tears I’ll have to shed, the strength it’ll take me to pick you up when you’re down, but I fell in love with you, how you are, and who you are”
“Who are you kidding Steve, you don’t even know who I am. The real me. I don’t even know who I am anymore. I wish you met me when I wasn’t sick then maybe you wouldn’t be so stressed out a-and.. and,” you start sobbing again, it’s all too overwhelming
“Hey, hey look at me, no. I met you at the right time. You need me just as much as I need you. You may not think you’re worth nothing but you’re worth everything to me. Yeah you have a good and bad days..—
“I’ve had nothing but bad days for the past few months Steve”-
“I know, I see it, I hear it and I witness it, I may not can feel it, but at the end of it all, you still love me. You’re still here. You still want to cook for me. You still get up to brush your teeth and I’m so proud of you for still trying to care for yourself. That’s the biggest job you’ll ever have, and it’s been a very hard job hasn’t it?
You nod, as he nods with you
“Yeah, it has, but you don’t have to do it alone anymore. I want to provide for you. I want to take care of you. You’re my girl, you deserve so much and as long as I’m with you, I will try every day, every hour, every second or minute, to make sure you know how loved, how great and how amazing you are. How great and amazing you’re doing for yourself and for me. How strong you are”—
—“im tired of having being strong all the time”, interrupting him
“I know you are. You are so strong for being on this earth, even when you don’t want to be. I wouldn’t ask for anybody else, you’re it for me always. Will you continue to let me try to make it better for you every day? To take care of you?”, he squats in front of you, cupping your wet cheeks, kissing your forehead
“But Stevie.. you know you’re getting your own hopes up because nothing you do helps either and I feel like a piece of shit for saying that because”—
“I know what you mean, you don’t have to be sorry. I understand you may not have hope but I do. All my Hope goes towards you and it always will. You are the most important thing in my life. I’m not gonna give up on you, on me or on us, ok sunshine?”
..”okay”, you repeat rubbing your temples
“Head hurt, darling?”
“yes”
“From crying too hard?”
You nod, looking away in shame, “It’s okay, I’ll get your Migrane cap from the freezer and i’ll set your pillows up how you like, just sit tight”, he says it standing then pausing at the doorway, looking over his shoulder, “I love you”
“luv you—
“Hmm? What was that, I couldn’t hear you” he exclaims
“I said love you gosh.. shut up”, you barely crack a smile
That was enough to get him through the rest of the night.
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chrissturnsgirlll222 · 2 months
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second, never first
part five | part one | part two | part three | part four
chris x fem!reader
summary - you grew up hating one guy all of high school but suddenly become close friends, but as time goes on feelings develop, only its one sided.
warnings - swearing, use of y/n, BOYS (no smut… for now lol)
word count - 1k
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its been a week since i was at chris’ house and i made the deal with him. little did i know this deal would lead to what felt like eternal hell.
one second chris was showing me different guys from his team that he thought i might like, and the next was spent with me trying to convince anna to make a move on chris.
“anna i really see you and chris working out. both of you could finally settle you know?” i state internally wanting to take back what i just said.
“y/n, he constantly talks about the girls he fucks every week and tells us both everything about his life, its just not right.” she replys.
“what do you mean, you do the same thing. you always ask him for advice and show off the guys you talk to.” i say. its strange to me that anna is so opposed to this idea as she seems to get jealous at any thought of chris being kind to me.
“y/n i dont know about this, i mean whats to say he wont treat me the same as the other girls he talks to. i really dont want to get hurt.” she breathes
“just give it a chance, if you two dont work out everything can go back to normal.” i plead putting my hand up to her shoulder, “trust me.” i say
she pauses for a moment, “ok i trust you.” she mumbles. i let out a breath i didnt know i had been holding once she answers. i am actually doing this. setting my best friend up with the person i desire most. it almost doesn’t feel real when i smile and shake her hand about it.
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chris invited me over to his house to go through options of guys that he could potentially set me up with, for the third time this week. were sitting on his bed just going through his instagram and looking at our school sports team account.
“nope.” i say shaking my head at one of the options. “no? kid we need to lower your standard we have been doing this for days now” he says his eyes going wide. i shrug my shoulders and he keeps scrolling.
i watch over his shoulder as he sits in front of me. scrolling through the account and i see a guy that looks half decent compared to the other guys hes shown me, “wait-“
he stops scrolling and looks at me as i reach over his shoulder to swipe back to the guy.
“whats he like.” i say smiling and pointing. “oh carson? yeah hes a cool guy, very quiet, nice, really good kid.” he says. “ok perfect.” i say sitting back down.
“really? you actually like someone!” he says with excitement.
“yep, i expect you to hold up your end of the deal, i got anna on board.” i say “no shit?” he says questioningly. “yep, she just doesn’t want you to treat her like the other girls you always talk to you know your ‘fuck and dumps’” i say referencing to the text messages with alice. “i know i actually want to try to be different, i can’t guarantee i wont break her heart in the end but im willing to change.” he breathes as he moves to lay on his back.
change, for anna. who would have thought i would be helping the guy ive fallen head over heels for get with my own best friend. life’s full of surprises i guess. “well i guess you better make that change quick.” i breathe and sit criss cross.
we sit in silence for a moment before i look over at him “chris.” i breathe. “hmm?” he says not looking away from his phone. “what do you plan on doing about my situation?” i question. “sweet talk carson into liking you.” he states.
“what if it doesnt work?” i say. “what are you talking about kid?” he asks looking over at me. “what if carson doesnt like me.” i mumble looking down and fumbling with my fingers. “he will, dont worry about it im smooth with it.” he cockily replys. “i understand, but what if he doesnt?” i say looking up to face him.
“he will.” he pauses, “y/n we need to get you some confidence.” he says leaning on his arm while laying on his side. “ill work on it.” i say
“thats my girl.” he smiles going in for a high five. i slightly smile and high five him back.
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the past few days has been miserable. watching your two best friends and the guy you like talk romantically in front of you is torture. i am living my own personal hell.
along with that chris actually got carson on board with going on a date with me, which is currently what im getting ready for now.
i have been pacing around my room trying to figure out what to wear. i settled on a black long sleeve crop top and blue jeans with my hair curled.
i pick up my phone and facetime chris.
“kid what do you need im in a round right now.” he says urgently as he answers the phone removing his headphones and puts them around his neck.
“chris im freaking out is this a good outfit for a date.” i breathe propping my phone on my night stand and walk away from it.
“uh yeah.” he says clicking away on his controller, looking between me and his game.
“chris oh my god its awful isn’t it?”
“no, no its perfect. makes ya ass look nice.” he chuckles. i cover my eyes with my hand and shake my head. chris laughing at my shyness.
“chris this isnt funny actually tell me if this is a good outfit please.” i plead. “yes kid its a nice outfit, why didnt you call anna to help you with this.” he huffs. “because, anna doesnt know.” i state, “why didnt you tell her.” he asks confused. “well i just decided to wait incase this doesnt work out.” i state picking my phone up off the night stand.
“kid it will work out just fine im serious, you need to trust me on this.” he breathes.
i walk to my bathroom and start doing makeup. “whats that?” he asks starring at me with concern. “mascara, makes my eyelashes look nice.” i state. “ok chris ill let you know how it goes-“ i am cut off by chris. “no stay on the phone i wanna watch you do your makeup. you know, make sure you dont fuck up.”
i do exactly that.
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thanks for reading xx
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wannabelife · 2 months
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dreamboat – lc
pairing: dino x gn reader
synopsis: it's your best friends birthday, but the present he's willing to get is nothing like you'd expect
warnings: suggestive content and slightly hint of hot
a/n: happy dino birthday special !!
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you have your friends over. it is dino's birthday, so you decided to throw a little surprise party for him with your close friends. everything went smoothly, the surprise successful, his face full of happiness when he saw y'all together to celebrate him.
everybody is still at your place up until now. so you decide to go outside for some fresh air, feeling yourself a bit tired from preparing everything since early.
"what are you doing at the balcony alone?" a male voice echoes beside you, and you can see its dino because of the dim lights from inside, brightening his figure at the door.
"the sky is nice" you say, actually looking at the stars above while the night breeze hits you.
"it's too dark in here" you can see just his shadow coming to you. he looks up after you comment about the sky, and you can see him stumble, making you giggle at him.
he gets in front of you, you still smiling from before and you can barely see him doing the same. he stops right on your face "hi" he whispers, "hi" you whisper back to him.
"i was looking for you" he says.
you have nothing to answer, you two stay there, face to face but looking up to the sky.
you are sitting at an island bar, staying taller than him as he suddenly turns around. you open space for him, his body caging between your both legs "my back is aching" he says.
you can help a laugh because that's a common scene in your friendship, he'd just slip something like this and you know it's because he wants you to massage him.
you carefully apply some pressure on his neck and then run your finger down his back where you keep massaging constantly, yearning a groan from him here and there. his body losing weight, relaxing at your touch as he's starting to lay on you.
when the space is not enough anymore, you stop. his head now resting on your shoulders and your hands slipping down his torso.
"so good" his eyes close and his voice comes out husky from his relaxed sleeping state.
you don't know what comes to you at that moment, but you suddenly start to caress his chest, his breath getting stuck by the surprise but turning into small moans right after. he is so close to your ear that you can't help clenching around nothing because of the sounds he's making. you're trying to contain yourself but you hum in pleasure.
"what are you doing?" he says as he's turning around to face you.
you're get by surprise, whispering an uncertain sorry to him but he answers "dont be, i like it"
his hands caressing your thighs as he goes his way up your waist. he gets close to you "is this ok?" he askes, that being the first time it all happened, he wants to make sure.
you nod in response and he leans his head to your neck, he pecks there "and this?" his plumped lips are so soft and delicate on your skin that you have goosebumps forming.
"yes" your voice comes out breathy, and that makes him smile proudly.
he keeps kissing your neck, sucking right next to your ear and where your shoulder and neck connect. he goes up, kissing your cheeks, tip of your nose and forehead. your breath is getting heavy, his mouth close to yours, when you think you're about to kiss, his lips trace yours before he's going to the other side. your eyes going shut and a desesparate whimper leaving you.
he's smirking, feeling successful in teasing you, sucking the flesh on the other side of your neck, both of you can't see right now, but he let his mark on you, a little something to remember the next day. he slides his tongue on it, hearing your whine at his action.
he gets bolder because of your reactions and starts grabbing your sides gently, his hands almost meeting your ass but not quite. he bites your shoulder, yearning another moan from you as he's sliding his mouth up again.
you're face to face again, he's everywhere and nowhere at the same time. you feel some arousal collect in-between your legs.
"hello? are you guys here?" your friend's voice echoe and you see his outline on the door "come here, we need to go, let me say bye" he says.
you curse under your tongue, and that makes dino laugh "let's go in. remember you still have a gift to give me" he says before kissing your cheek and leaving the proximity of your bodies.
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nikkisixxsmissingpick · 2 months
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Not what I was planning
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Axl rose x gn!reader
Warnings: Axl being a lil bitch, swearing, one bed trope (because I'm not a little bit original), sexual jokes from r
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You're exhausted.
It's been a long week, being part of guns n' roses was fun but the shows surely were draining you your fault for jumping around the stage with your guitar so much.
Now you're with the boys back to the tour bus, heading to the hotel in yet another city.
"so, are you just gonna lay there and be fucking stupid or are you gonna help Izzy?"
Axl says, in his typical moody tone
"what are you pissed about? You look like there's a stick up your ass"
You tease the ginger who flips you off
"go help him, you're doing nothing anyways"
You raise an eyebrow, he's also doing nothing, why can't he help Iz? But either way you get up and go see what the fuzz is about.
When you get to the raven haired man, he's rounded by Duff and Slash, you peak over his shoulder to see and... They are trying to open a bottle... A bottle with a cork... And the can't get it right...
"Seriously?"
You raise an eyebrow, Izzy just looks at you with a deadpan expression and smirks right after
"Ten bucks if you can open the bottle"
He bets and handles it to you, you walk to your bag and find something he can't quite see what is, but is metallic.
You stick the tip of the thing on the cork and push it back with ease, slipping the cork out the bottle and give it back on duffs hand.
"I want my ten bucks"
You tap Izzy on the shoulder twice and go back to your place on the bus for the rest of the travel but you end up falling asleep after five minutes.
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You wake up god knows how much time later with duff shaking your shoulder.
The blonde duo has always been the most caring with you, maybe because you joined after, but duff and Steven are always sweet to you just as much as you are to them.
"gotta wake up, we're here"
You nod, yawning and sitting up. You look around for a second and then get up.
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After a bit of shuffling around you eventually get to the hotel room, which after some fight because there would have to be duos, you got to share with Axl.
"belive me, I'm hating this just as much as you"
Axl just looks at you and mumbles under his breath
"you wish"
As the both of you get to the room and you unlock the door you get overcome with a surprise
"umm.... What the...."
You say realizing there is just a double bed in the room, it must be a mistake.... Right?
"what?"
Axl says and looks into the room
"fuck.... I'll take the floor"
He mumbles, you just look at him in disbelief
"own you're being so sweet for once!"
You tease and you enter the room
"fuck off, it's just.... Just..."
"what? You're scared you'll get a boner in the middle of the night if we share the bed?"
You keep teasing, watching him get tomato reda and flip you off
"what? The cat got your tongue?"
He sighs
"if we sleep on the same bed will you stop tormenting me?"
He says lowly, you giggle and nod, putting your bag on the ground
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After all of you have eaten and got changed for bed, you hop on one side of the bed, the ginger gets out from the bathroom in only his boxers and a shirt, you can't help but let your eyes trail down until-
"take a picture, it'll last longer"
He says before getting on the other side of the bed, you chuckle, a smirk appearing on your lips as you look at him
"so you want me to keep polaroids of you in just underwear with me?"
You giggle as his face gets red again and he turns around, you scoot closer and suddenly you start to feel bad
"I'm sorry Ax, I passed the point"
Axl turns around to look at you and just let's out a slow sigh after a little smile creeps to his lips
"nah, it's okay... I'm also a asshole... Now can we please sleep?"
You nod, but what you dont expect is Axl scooting closer to you and laying his head on your chest, his arms wrapping around your torso
"this never happened, okay?"
He mumbles, his voice muffled by your shirt
You giggle "okay... Good night Ax"
"Good night..."
And you're both out like a light, your hand resting on top of his head.
You slowly wake up to little giggles, when you open your eyes slowly you see the other four boys pointing a camera to you, you look down to see a bunch of red strands of hair on top of you snoring lightly.
Without much resistance you flip the other boys off and cover your eyes with the back of your arm, but you can't help the little smile tugging on your lips.
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A/N: I actually really like this
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i4ksm · 7 months
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yandere!kwak jiseok x fem!reader | warnings: 18+ MDNI , mentions of violence (m*rder) & death, captivity?, belly bulge, piv, dirty talk, ji cums into reader (pls be safe)| ✧ ˚.
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a/n: ive never written yandere before & if that theme makes you uncomfortable pls just skip this story <3
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you heard a knock at your front door, you were confused. it was pouring rain outside, it was late and you weren’t expecting any company. you look through the peep hole to see jiseok standing in the rain.
“oh my god, ji what are you doing out here?” you pull him in by the arm. the light from the living room hits his face, revealing a thin red liquid on his cheeks and his hands. blood.
you quickly drop his arm, stepping back to view him better. he held onto a blunt object that looked like a hammer. your eyes widen in fear as you slowly took a step back. “what did you do?” you whisper with a shaky voice. jiseok looks at the object in his hand and quickly drops it. “no y/n wait please” he started breathing heavily. you quickly turn you back to run upstairs.
“please stop running from me please!” he yells chasing after you. you slammed the door and locked it, backing away from the door more and more each time he jiggled the handle. “i wont hurt you, i would never hurt you y/n but he wanted to” you couldnt tell if he was telling the truth or lying to get you to open the door. “get away jiseok im serious” jiseok’s eyes started to water, he was so frustrated and annoyed you wouldnt listen to him.
“that man, he said he was gonna do all these things to you, things only i get to do. but then he wanted to do even worse things” you put your hand on the door handle, knowing the decision you were about to make could possibly be stupid, but you unlocked your door anyways.
“you killed him?” you asked, slowly cracking the door open. jiseok was on his knees looking up at you while he nodded his head. “you killed him, for me?” saying those words affected you a certain way, not negatively. knowing that he was willing to kill for you, and he did. you loved it. you fully opened the door, jiseok quickly standing. he put his hands on your face, holding your cheeks.
“i wasnt lying when i said i would do anything for you baby, but i don’t want you to be scared of me i would never hurt you ever ever ever” he smiled, you couldnt help yourself. you don’t know what came over you but you pulled him into and your lips clashed.
you didnt care about anything else at that moment, you needed to feel him inside of you. and that you would soon feel, he pushed into you, both of you letting out moans. “baby don’t tell me i made you this wet, you like that i hurt someone for you?” you felt embarrassed, it felt wrong but so right at the same time but you couldnt speak. you clenched around him, his eyes rolled into the back of his head before smiling down at you again. god he looked crazy, and you hated how much you loved it.
“j-jiseok please wanna feel you in here” you say tapping your stomach. “oh really? hm? pretty girl wants me in her tummy?” you nodded, helping him lift your legs to rest on his shoulders for a better, deeper access. “oh my god yes right there ji dont stop please” he laughed, pressing down on your stomach. “yeah i feel by dick right where you wanted it baby feel” he guided your hand to your stomach, using your hand to press down.
you removed your hand but his didnt leave, the pressure of his hand pressing onto the bulge that is seen on your tummy made it feel tighter and warmer. “oh my god im cl-close jiseok” your hands struggle to find a place to rest, until they find comfort and warmth in his hair.
“cum for me baby, with me okay?” your breathing quickened along with his thrust and in usion you both came, you clenched around him completely, feeling him cum inside of you. your bodies were wet and sweaty and he allowed himself to lay directly on top of you.
“i didnt mean to scare you okay?” he says, pushing your hair out of your face. “you’re mine to protect and i will do anything to do that.”
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muikitoo · 3 months
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hey so how do you think the rottmnt boys would deal with having a s/o looks very happy to see them, who hugs and kisses them and says “hi handsome” as a greeting and then they quickly slide away from their boyfriend side before the boys can even react to what just happened every single time? How do they first react to such a thing? And what about when they are used to it and see it coming every time s/o is coming over?
Them with an affectionate s/o
Warnings
None, pure fluff
+ this request from the same person
"Oh forgot to add. With the greetings request, I would like it so this s/o is a sneak attack loving greeting type, but then after they slide away they don’t initiate affection for rest of the day. like they get the affection all out of their system with the greeting, kind of don’t have energy for more and the boys have to initiate for the rest of the day, s/o will happily reciprocate though?"
A/N:
Im sorry this took so long!! Ive been awfully busy lately. But this was super fun to write<3
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Donnie
- Hes super surprised (and got scared shitless).
- Please warn him next time you sneak attack him with affection, this boy almost went into cardiac arrest 😭
- "Sweet Galileo, Y/N! Please warn me next time, my soul almost left my shell for a moment."
- He doesnt rlly like it at first but He'll let it slide from time to time.
- After some time, he'll get used to it.
- He doesnt mind you calling him "handsome"
- actually it boosts his ego a lot, he likes it more than he'll ever admit.
-He gets a bit confused when you suddenly slide away and immediately notices that you dont show affection for the rest of the day
-tries not to put it into much thought though.
- Eventually he does ask you and understands if u dont have energy for more after the sneak attacks.
- Since he doesnt really initiate affection, when he eventually does, s/o would most likely reciprocate. If not, he'll take note of that and make sure youre 100% comfortable next time
Leo
- He does not mind the sneak attacks
- He gets slightly shocked for a moment since he didnt expect it, but it quickly washes away and he reciprocates your affection.
- He gives u affectionate sneak attacks too!!
- Absolutely LOVESS when you call him "handsome" or when you call him anything atp, you could call him a dumbass and he'll be head over heels for you.
- it boosts his ego so so muchh, he literally will NOT stop teasing you
- "Aww you seriously cant get your hands off of me can you?" *You literally slap him lmfao"
- believe me, you wont be left alone cuz he'll act like a baby. And if u dont pay attention to him he'll start whining and bothering u until you do.
- like Donnie, he gets confused when you just randomly slide away afterwards
- He probably doesnt notice how you dont show affection after greeting him, since hes most likely always close to you.
- if someone points it out though, he'll realise it and ask you about it. (Hes honestly a bit insecure and scared in case hes annoying you or something)
- if you reassure him its just cause you dont have enough energy, he'll feel a lot better.
- But either way he loves giving u any kind of affection, so you better reciprocate or he'll pout and whine like a child who couldnt get the toy they wanted.
Mikey
- He loves your greetings, they make him feel so bubbly inside.
- He most likely greets you that way too.
- ADORES when you call him handsome, he literally melts. Will call you pretty/handsome back. (or whatever you prefer)
- "*literally melting into a puddle* you think im cute? Aww well, i think youre the prettiest person ive ever layed my eyes on."
- After the first three he does notice how you slide away and dont show affection for a while.
- Immediately asks you about it before you manage to slide away.
- He doesnt mind, but that wont stop him from giving YOU sneak attacks.
- Even if hes the one giving affection, he doesn't mind at all. He just loves being near you at all times.
- LOVES it when you reciprocate, but if you dont he'll have a talk with you about it and find out what kind of affection you like and what you dont like.
Raph
- I feel like he has reflexes and instincts so be careful when trying to sneak attack him
- when i tell you - one tail swing and youre gone, i mean it.
- if that ever happens he'll immediately apologise and literally do anything to make it up to you, probably sobbed once out of guilt
- Now he tries his best not to swing his tail so much and lower his guard around you more.
- He would love to sneak attack you back but hes insanely scared of hurting u considering the size difference.
- Melts when you call him handsome or other nicknames, literally just a giant puppy.
- "you think Raph is handsome?" *Flustered and his ginormous tail is wagging*
- At first he doesnt notice that you stop giving affection after the greetings, but eventually he FINALLY does(slow much)
- Like the rest of his brothers, he'll ask you about it but wont go much into the convo.
- He probably already had a talk abt what kind of affection you'd reciprocate and stuff, bros respectful and sets strict boundaries frfr
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jackmanbj · 3 months
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is that ight?
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an: hi guys! im back hopefully for long and just wanna say that this is something that didnt take me long to write because i wanted it to be kinda short for my little return!🤭
summary: jack is ranting to you about his problems and your trying your best to help him not wanting him to give up on anything.
jack had just got home from the studio, his eyes were baggy and his hair was messy.
you were sitting on the sofa waiting for jack, even though it was two in the morning.
“jack hun you look tired…”
“just a little, lets go to bed” jack didnt wait for a response and he started walking upstairs and heading to the bedroom while you followed behind
at first, jack didnt even bother taking off his clothes, being to tired to even more after he sat on the bed “jack hun.. i know you’re tired but you need to undress” you say taking off his jacket
jack groans but eventually start undressing, he keeps on his wife-beater and boxers on and lays down
you pull him on top of you, his head resting on your chest as you scratch his scalp lightly
the next morning when you woke up, jack was already getting ready to go to the studio
“jack.. your overworked, stay home”
“i cant—im on a high right now! my new song just got higher then first class, everyone’s still expecting me to make new music and i cant take any days off, not right now at least maybe in a few weeks”
“jack you need a break..” “well i want to be able to spoil you and i cant do that if i keep taking breaks” “keep taking breaks? baby.. this would be your first break in four weeks.. sit down” you say patting the bed as you sit up
“why do you feel like that?”
no airports and no flights thats how i wanna live my life, is that ight?
“i—i dont even know.. i just feel like i need to work or everything i have is gonna come crashing down.. like everything i worked for is gonna fall apart, i dont even care about all the cars, and the jewelry.. but i want just a little but even with just a little i feel like im wasting so much”
no sport cars and no ice, okay maybe a little ice, we all got a lil’ vice
“jack hun.. you can want everything in the world and you can get it if you can afford it—wanting something and getting it doesn’t mean that your overdoing it, you see people with seven cars but they can get them because they like them, not because they want to have fame for it”
“but i feel like sometimes its to much, and theres even more to it.. sometimes i hate when fans come up to me and want a whole lot of pictures, i dont mind saying hi or asking for one picture but they keep going and i also feel like me and some of the pg are falling out because of me working so much we dont talk alot…”
no selfies just say hi, im so healthy and alive 4L we them same guys equity for my dogs only time you see gang signs.
“jack not wanting people to come up to you a lot is normal it doesn’t make you a bad person and it shouldn’t make you feel bad, not everyone likes that.. and people lose friends, but if its pg dont you think you should schedule a meet up for all of you, or most of you to hang out and catch up?”
jack shifts his body, not facing you anymore “i want to, i do i wanna hang out with them and i want to stay strong with them but also i dont want to stop my working and my music for it”
im looking to change lives i already changed mine
you take his face in your hands making him face you again “jack people have to move on with there lives sometimes.. everyone cant just wait for inspiration they just have to take a chance, lots of people are impatient and want you to release music or your opinion or what you think when they want it..”
the times not stop waiting for the inspiration, they say its a flaw being impatient but…
jack huffs “ok..okay ill take a break from working.. ill take a week long break and ill set boundaries with fans and ill talk to pg..”
i just want peace i dont want no smoke
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wjhik · 9 months
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My First (Jude Bellingham) *Smut*
A/N: teethrotting 
Y/N's POV:
I am so excited for tonight. Jude is coming over to my dorm to have a movie night together. He's getting food and snacks and I'm setting up the living room. I've cleaned my dorm room, which I share with my two roommates. Over the past 2 years, the girls and I have gotten quite close, so having a night with Jude without them teasing me is quite hard. They've promised me that they will stay in their rooms. I have been giddy all day. I gathered all of the blankets and fluffy pillows I could find and placed them on my couch. I've already set up the T.V. with Jude's netflix account that we share, because I cannot be bothered to buy my own. 
Ding Dong!
Oooh he's here! He's here! He's here! I run to the front door and open the door. "Hey, baby!!" I say in a high pitched tone. I reach up and wrap my hands around Jude's neck and pull him into a hug. "I'm so excited!!" I say, pulling away from the hug. Jude is holding my waist with my hands around his neck. He kisses me lightly. "Let's go inside." He suggests. I grab his hand and drag him into my small dorm room. "Sit here. I'm going to go get the remote." I say, pushing him down on the couch. Lord knows I am not strong enough to push him down, so I know that he let me push him. 
Knock Knock
Emery opens the door, half naked, her girlfriend kissing on her. "Mhh...What is it, Y/N?" She asks me with her eyes closed. "Hey- Oh my- Can I get the remote?" I say to her, realizing what is going on. These two are always at it. She scurries into her room and chucks the remote at me, slamming the door shut. I walk back into the living room where Jude is sitting, scrolling on his phone. I pull the blanket off the back on the couch and go to sit down. Jude opens his arms for me to curl up in them as I throw the blanket over us. 
Why would Jude choose a horror movie? I'm so scared right now. All the lights are off. We're in pure darkness, apart from a few candles lit on the coffee table. The fact that it is a cold, stormy night is not helping. I'm holding on to Jude, tight as ever. I have the blanket pulled over my nose, ready to cover my eyes at a pindrop. "AAAHH!!" I scream at a jumpscare. I hide my face in Jude's chest. He giggles and puts his hand over my head, pulling me into him. "It's okay, baby. It's gone now." He says, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. 
Finally, an end to that devilish movie. "Thank god that movie is over." I say as the credits roll. It was quite a short movie, though. "Wanna catch up on some Breaking Bad?" He asks me, munching on some popcorn. "Sure." I'm not really interested, but I am pretty sleepy anyways. (I've never watched breaking bad dont judge me) 
(Smut)
Jude's POV:
Y/N looks so beautiful right now. She's half asleep. She was so adorable when she was scared. I love how she hid in my chest to 'stay safe'. I feel so safe with her. I'm glad she feels the same way. I put my hand on her chin and lift her face up. I kiss her, softly. I can't help myself around her. As I kiss her harder and harder, I can feel myself get hard. Maybe tonight is the night. I've wanted her for so long, but every time I try to escalate things, she stops me. I put my hands right above her arse. I slowly lift her on top of me. Fuck, she's grinding against me. I thought I was hard before, but now. 
Y/N's POV:
How did we get here? Just a second ago, Jude and I were cuddling and now I'm grinding against him. Jude lifts me up and lays me down on the couch. He's kissing my neck. I can feel a heat building in my legs. I grab Jude's face and kiss his lips again. He takes my shirt off. It's okay, Y/N. He's seen you like this before. Just enjoy it. You know he won't push you into something you don't want to do. I can feel my heart beating a mile a minute. 
Jude sits up on his knees and takes off his shirt. He's kissing down my body now. I'm wearing a comfy bra, I didn't expect this to happen. But he looks like he doesn't care. "You're so beautiful, baby." He says to me, kissing the top of my breast. He runs his fingers over the clasp of it and asks, "Can I?" I simply nod at him. He looks deep into my eyes. He makes me feel so safe, but so nervous at the same time. He unclasps my bra and takes it off my body. My arms immediately cover my chest. "Hey. Let me see you, beautiful." He says to me. I pull my arms away from my chest and expose myself to him. He immediately sucks on my nipple. He slowly massages my other breast. I quietly whimper to myself, too shy to be loud. Jude's hand trails down to my shorts. He rubs over my sweet spot. My hips, in reaction, buck up towards his hand, but I push them back down. 
Jude's slowly rubbing me through my shorts, and I'm moaning into his shoulder as he's kissing my neck. I can feel his hand go up and wait at the waistband of my underwear, underneath my shorts. He's looking at me for approval, and I kiss him, giving him the signal. He goes into my underwear and barely dips into my hole, collecting some of my wetness on his finger. He's rubbing my clit in circles, and I can't help but let out a moan. "Does that feel good, baby?" He asks me. He's moving so gently. I nod, aggressively, and give a quick 'Mhh'. He continues his slight movements on my clit as he whispers sweet nothings in my ears. 
Jude's POV:
I know this isn't enough for her, but what if she doesn't want more? Should I ask? Fuck it. "You want more, love?" What if I'm pushing it. She simply nods at me. What if she doesn't mean it? "Need to hear you say it, baby." I tell her. She makes me crazy. I'm so hard, but what if that's not what she wants? "Baby, I want more, but I'm scared."
Y/N's POV:
I think it's time to tell him. "I'm a virgin." Oh, no. I blew it. Why would he want to be with someone who's never done anything? I look at him for his reaction. "I want to make you feel good, but we don't have to do anything you don't want to." He tells me, kissing me lightly. "Are you sure?" I ask him. He's not supposed to like this. "I want to be your first. I love you so much. Only if you want to." He says. "I want to, Jude. I really want to. I trust you." I look into his eyes before he kisses me. He takes off his pants and gets back on top of me. 
We're interrupted by the door swinging open. A very intoxicated Alex and her annoyingly sober boyfriend stumble through the door. "Y/N!! Oh my god!! We had an amazing day!!" Alex says very loudly. She's slurring her words and her boyfriend guides her through the house. Alex looks at Jude and I's position on the couch. Jude has already covered us with a blanket, but it's obvious what we were doing. "Ooohhh!!! Emery!!" Emery comes out of her room to see me and Jude. "Please, go away..." I quietly say, hiding myself in Jude's shoulder. "C'mon, let's get you to bed. Leave them alone." Her boyfriend says. He guides her to her bedroom and tells her to leave us alone. Emery peaks out of her room and says a simple 'enjoyyy' with a smirk on her face, then shuts her door. 
"I'm so sorry about that." I say, embarrassedly. "It's okay, baby. Let's go to your room."Jude simply puts his hand out for me to take after wrapping me in a blanket. I take his hand and he walks me to my room. He lays me down on the bed and kisses me. He quickly removes the remaining of our clothes. "Ready?" He asks me. I can feel the blood rushing through my veins. "Please, be gentle." I tell him. He kisses me. He spits on his hand and strokes his semi hard dick. He puts in at my entrance and very slowly pushes in. My eyes roll to the back of my head. "That okay?" Jude asks me. "Yeah. It hurts a lot, but it feels good." I tell him honestly. He continues pushing inside me. My hands are clawing at the sheets. 
Jude's POV:
I know this'll feel good once she gets used to it. I grab her hands and lock my fingers in with her. I want to make her feel as safe as I can. I push all the way into her and wait. I know she'll need to get used to my size. Don't mean to toot my own horn, but toot toot. "Please, move." She tells me, a sense of desperation in her voice.  
Y/N's POV:
Jude's fucking me so good. I knew sex was good, but I never thought it would be this good. His head is buried into my neck as he's fucking me. "Fuck, baby. You're so fucking tight." He moans. I can feel a knot building up in my stomach. "I think I'm gonna-" He interrupts me and says, "I know, baby. Go ahead." He starts going faster and faster. When I tell him I'm coming, he moves my hands above my head and fucks me through my orgasm. He pushed into me one last time, and finishes inside me. I wouldn't want my first time to be with anyone else.
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huelovening · 3 months
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huening kai x reader
summary: just playing animal crossing with your boyfriend, going on a difficult hunt 🫶
wc: 448
as soon as you saw the thought bubble on your ugly villagers head, you immediately rushed to call your boyfriend.
"kai. we have a hunt to go on."
it's been longer than an hour now and the villager hunt was not as successful as one would expect, kai was once again forced to timeskip so you could villager hunt at the same time.
"how come you keep getting cute villagers and you don't even keep them? that's so unfair." you complained, laying in your boyfriends arm, switch equipped in your hands, as you desperately watch your character go through the gates of the airport countless times.
"they dont match my island's aesthetic, i want ione." he made known, which only resulted in him receiving a small kick from you. "i want problems like that"
you took a small look on his switch, watching him walk through the mile island just to find... the blue squirrel, ione. he jumped up, screaming (or laughing, no one knows) at his success. your boyfriend tries to kiss you but you quickly dodged it, exclaiming "you don't deserve that right now, i swear to god you will not get a kiss until i find my new cute villager." of course, he whined at that but he understood your sorrow, animal crossing is no joke.
"bro i think this is my 43th mile ticket or something" you groaned, "did you just call me br-" before he could finish that you rush to interrupt him with a kiss on the cheek, which he only giggles at. you sighed desperately, as you left another island, without finding any future villager potential.
"kai can you cuddle me tighter? this is my last ticket i need your luck.." you mumbled.
he quickly provides that wish for you, "you dont have to tell me twice." you immediately feel the comfort of his warmth surrounding you, and you feel an overwhelming determination entering your body, you're going to succeed. the familiar dodo airlines screen makes itself know on your display, you softly squeeze kai's arm, nervosity taking over. you explore the island, looking for the animal. "oh my god, oh my god" you're left staring at the screen "IT'S MARINA" you smile brightly and kai is sure, that he didn't even see you smile like that when he asked you out. "this is all because of you. i love you i love you ohmy god" you kissed him twice on the cheek and countless times on his perfect lips. "what can i say? i'm your good luck charm" he smugly replies. "yeah, i could have used you the first 42 times."
still, he's your favorite villager hunting partner after all.
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lunetoone · 7 months
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touch only where supposed to
summary , a movie night turns upside down when you get curious and touch xiao's horns. obviously, you were only massaging him. to him however....
⊰: incubus!sub!xiao x naive! neutral!reader
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xiao seems to be uncomfortable from sitting on the same spot and the same seat for 2 hours now.., really did you have to pick a 3 hour movie? was an hour not enough for you?
he really regrets making the one year one day deal where he has to listen to whatever you say. he sighs to himself.
"xiao ? are you okay? you seem uncomfortable" you glance over at the yaksha, squirming in his seat and sighing occasionally. "you think? ive been seating here for 2 hours when is this movie ending??" he crosses his arms pouting and scoffing like a brat. "xiao you should've said something, here come lay on my lap" you pat your lap inviting him and smiling.
he hesitates but cave in after being uncomfortable for the hundredth time. the position is rather comforting to him and he can finally stretch his legs, thank archons you're rich and have a huge ass couch.
you seemed to be focusing alot on the movie. before xiao layed on your lap you played around with the spare remote that has the batteries removed. twirling it, pushing the buttons and dragging your fingers along it. now with xiao on your lap how can you distract yourself, you want to play with something in your hands and surprise surprise your little incubus boyfriend has sharp horns.
you've always been curious about a demons horns, you've read it was highly sensitive but you dont think so i mean its just horns right ? whats the big deal.
so without warning you land your hands on his horns, his eyes only widens but he leaves it be knowing you probably just needed to lay your hands on something.
but to his surprise you continue touching it more, especially the pointy part. you press your thumb on it not realising how sensitive that part is, honestly you just want to see how sharp it is. you drag and stroke your finger on the poor demons horns , but he seems quiet so your theory was correct a demons horn are not that sensitive after all!
but to xiao this was torture. if you could see his face right now you'd stop what youre doing. his hands are on his mouth muffling the moans he tried oh so hard to keep earlier but you keep touching them. his body is trembling and his free hand gripping the couch, a very visible hard on.
"ah.. ahn.. love c-can you stop that?" his voice comes out more whiny then expected of his usual cold stern voice. "stop what? oh this? sorry but you seem fine dont worry. imagine this like a... oh! a spa, you've never been to one right? yeah imagine this is a massage at the spa" your reply of innocence shines and so does the smile you give to the demon.
"mmh.. what youre doing i-isnt a massage.. ah-" despite his moans and whines you still insist on saying this is a spa, your naive brain is not processing just how dangerous this is. "relax xiao, now shut up its a good part"
but how can he shut up if you just wont stop touching him! this poor boy. again, you keep touching it. you use it as a indicator on your feelings towards to movie, some sad scenes you gripped onto his horns and oh boy was he loud.
"ah! a-...p-please love, ha.. st-stop" obviously you didnt hear him. even if a burglar came into your house you wouldn't hear them. at happy scenes you slow down, his moans and pants were of a relieved one only for you to continue abusing his poor horns because the soon happy scene turned to a murder one.
the end of the movie is nearing and so is xiao, the couple of the movie seems to finally make the next step and get married. you cry tears of happiness after the buildup of the couple, but xiao's tears was of overstimulation. youre stroking and gripping is only faster now and his voice and moans are way louder, he gives no fucks, he'll even let the neighbors hear.
"ah! pl,-please dont stop haa... hnnh love f-aster!" he whines, incoherent words and mumbles come out with slurry tones. his before muffled mouth from his hand are of a crosseyed lip biting xiao, his free hand if you can even see them from the dim lighting is palming his bulge that was leaking of precum moments ago.
finally the couple of the movie kiss and you grip so hard out of happiness with tears rolling down your eyes, and so does xiao.
"ah!! s-shit" his body jolts and his pants are faster and then slower to now heavy breaths.
the movie plays the end credits and you turn on the lights, stretching. "wow that was an amazing movie! i loved the part where they confessed on the beach, what was your favourite part?"
xiao who was now sitting up, body twitching while slouching, eyes closed and occasionally moaning softly from the aftermath, only nods. and finally everything click, the sweat beads and wet spot of his pants.... that wasnt just a massage it was a special massage.
that night you were apologising to a sulking xiao, next time he'll remember to get back at you and your pervy ways.
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