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yujiwifeyy · 1 year

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they find you sleeping alone while hugging a plushie (jjk men)

warnings : usage of bunny nickname

an : toji’s part screams daddy issues 🤭 + this is a gn reader fluff! <3

TOJI

you’ve been binge watching this new series ever since you found it yes ofcourse it’s an unhealthy habit but you just can’t help it so here you are in the living room trying your best not to fall asleep while watching this series but oh lord your eyes are giving up right now and in no time you just grabbed your plushie and fell asleep. after sometime toji enters the living room while trying to ask you something ‘honey have you seen my-‘ he stops as his eyes catches you sleeping alone while hugging your plushie he huffs and caresses your cheek ‘look at you sleeping here all alone with your stupid little plushie’ he said as he turns off the tv and makes you lay down with your head on his lap as he strokes your hair softly and starts humming a lullaby while giving you a love stare with the sweetest smile

YUJI

welp training took the most today of your golden retriever bf today. he promised you that he’ll be back to the dorm by 8 but it’s 11 and he still haven’t come back yet you’re missing him right now and just want to cuddle him to sleep but he’s not here yet. yes you were an understanding gf but sometimes you just need him no matter what the situation is and it is indeed one of those times. another hour passed by but no sign of your boyfriend but here you are sleeping on your dorm’s bed while hugging your fav plushie that yuji gifted you hoping that it’ll be enough to overcome the need of his touch but oh god it wasn’t. after few minutes he came back with a tired body he entered the dorm and saw you sleeping alone his eyes turned soft as he approached your sleeping figure and gently cup your cheeks as you whine softly from the touch. he chucked and lays down beside you pulling the blanket over you two while hugging you as tightly yet as gently as possible if you were awake right now he would have totally pampered you with kisses making your face a bit wet but right now he just wanted you to sleep because he thinks you look adorable. he closes his eyes and whispers ‘please forgive me this time bunny’ he smile while giving you a love stare and slowly closes his eyes while keeping you close to him

NANAMI

he entered the home pretty late to his usual time tonight around 9 pm and saw you sleeping alone on the kitchen counter with your head on the counter while hugging a smol plushie. he smiled and walked over to you and saw all the delicious food you’ve made just for him yes , he definitely felt upset by his behaviour but knew that it was for your relationship after all. he tucked your hair behind your ear and smile while looking at you as he tried to pull the plushie away from you and replace it with his arms only to hear you whine softly while gripping the plushie tightly he frowned slightly and started kissing you in your sleep and that’s when you wake up ‘you’re…back’ you said with half closed eyes and looked up at him as he said nothing but held you close ‘i’m sorry my love i’ll be a better boyfriend i promise’

GOJO

it was after a fight when he decided to enter your shared bedroom that’s when he found you sleeping with a plushie alone he felt guilty because an agreement shouldn’t be keeping you guys apart like this. he decided to crawl up beside you and hug you as you’re sleeping then he placed a kiss on your cheek , forehead and neck and started whispering sweet nothings and his apology that’s when you woke up and looked up at him with puffy eyes 'what are you doing’ you asked him with a sleepy voice as he just smiles and hugs you tighter ‘you’re so adorable baby’ he said as he pecked your lips and smiles

GETO

he told you that it’s going to be the last meeting but only if you knew he has been saying that for past four hours you got tired at this point and wanted his touch and kisses but ofcourse your boyfriend was busy with work so you decided to manage it with a plushie tonight because sleeping alone is just a nightmare on it’s own. you fell asleep while hugging your fav plushie on the couch after a few hours geto walked into the living room and found you sleeping alone , without any second thoughts he picked you up and had you lay down on the comfy bed. he turned down the lights and cuddled you softly + gently and started pecking your cheek while admiring your beauty

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anadiasmount · 5 months

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Omg fake dating thrope +enemies to loverswith jude. Maybe you're both celebrities or you're a girl he knows but he needs a date to somewhere and you know

gonna use this next time i write a fic bc it’s actually one of my fav tropes/ plots… 😵‍💫😵‍💫

since we know he ‘good’ at pool, the bet is placed after the two of you kept disagreeing who was better and throwing words back and forth. but something about him looking angry, brows pulled in, eyes squinted, lips plump, just turns you on… but you would never admit to anyone…

for some ironic reason, he wins the long game of pool, that lasted for an hour. that hour where intense glances were shared, a game of determination, fury built in you as you watch the black ball roll perfectly into the slot. you stood up straighter hugging the pole tightly as he came behind you and whispered into your ear.

“keep your phone nearby. i’ll give you a call when i need you…”

you couldn’t understand why you hated him so much. maybe bc of your first interaction where he embarrassed you? maybe it was bc he acted the way he acted when he was around people that were no good for him. why he always seemed to target you to release all frustration’s. why he seemed to the first person ever in your life you questioned how you were as a friend?

you never once questioned how you treated others. but he made you question a lot just by breathing the same around around him. the tense air.

you heard him brag and nonchalantly spoke about him winning the golden boy award. that cocky smirk, arms crossed along his chest. his friends praising him while all he did was stick his tongue on the inside of his cheek and nod to all the compliments.

“what a fucking ego he has,” you said frustrated and downing a double shot in a glass. “it’s just men being men,” your friend cut in, glancing at her phone and updating you with the plans the girls had made to which you quickly agreed to, grabbing your bag and walking to the door.

“hey hey hey. where you going?” you turned confused, rolling your eyes when catching the voice. “we’re headed out. different plans,” your fiend responded avoiding hearing an arguement.

“can you tell her she’s my date to the golden boy awards? that she has to packed and ready to go by sunday night?” jude says in a taunting voice. your eyes twitch and mouth opens in disbelief when your eyes connect, scoffing at his childish manner.

“can you please tell him, that i won’t go. that i refuse to spend a whole night dedicated to him?” you turn to your friend who stares back and forth between you and jude nervously. jude laughs loudly and cocks his head to the side.

“sorry you’re not at my level sweetheart, anyone would kill to be where i am. but you still owe me a bet remember?” he said seriously, stepping closer to you. he noticed the way your nostrils slightly flare and you jaw clenches. “ok ok, we’re gonna head out now. she’ll wait for your text about the trip details…”

your friend pulled you back, before the two of you could start screaming, but your eyes were directly on his. watching his angry gaze turn soft. “have a good night,” you spit out.

you made a promise to yourself that you would speak to him when he did first. you wanted to avoid any alterations or him in general. but that quickly became harder as he kept speaking to you. maybe he was just trying to annoy you, or just wanted to make communication.

for some reason this felt different. the air shared between you wasn’t no longer tense, instead it felt lost. you saw him differently, you don’t know what changed but you couldn’t even stare at his eyes without getting intimidated or shy.

when he spoke your gaze remained on your lap or outside the window of the plane. you felt nervous to speak or to reply, your heart warmed at him, his voice, his face. you suddenly felt butterflies, the feeling of wanting to be loved…

jude couldn’t offer you that. he can’t give you what you want. jude doesn’t do relationships or love. he’s doing this because of a stupid bet the two of you agreed to. jude doesn’t feel the same way you do. jude hates you. your eyes flutter when he called your attention, breaking your daydream.

“sorry… uhm… what we’re you saying?,” you side eyed him, catching a glimpse of his confused and worried features. “are you okay? i asked if you wanted anything to eat or drink…” you couldn’t tell but jude’s voice was laced with worry.

“i’m okay. and no i’m fine for the moment,” you give him a small smile and direct your gaze to the small TV in front of you. “you’re quiet… you’re not you?” jude says, his heart now warm and with ache when you couldn’t meet his gaze. he wanted you to look at him, to see your eyes, your smile, the small beauty marks he so badly wanted to kiss.

“just want to avoid any unnecessary arguments… it’s your night after all… the last i would want is for your night to go terribly thanks to our temper,” your lips purse. “i’m confused why you brought me…” your tone was insecure, jude having to resist to reach over and take your insecurities away.

“oh.” jude wanted to smack his forehead, but he was scared to spilling his true feelings for you.

oh was all he said for the rest of the flight and ride to the hotel where the two of you began to get ready. you hated feeling something for someone you know doesn’t feel the same way. why were you this vulnerable? why did your feelings towards him have to change? why couldn’t he like even more so tolerate you?

the elevator ride down to the lobby was awkward. jude discreetly stared at you fixing your lipstick and hair in the mirror inside the elevator. butterflies invading his chest at his sight. your body beautifully carved in the black matching dress to his tux.

he couldn’t stand it no longer, especially when you bit your lip anxiously. “y/n… look at me…” his calloused hand tilted your chin to look up at him. “i feel more than honored and lucky to have you here… you look absolutely gorgeous…” he saw your iris dilate at his words. he leaned down but before your lips could touch the elevator doors opened.

you cleared your throat and swallowed the urge to pull him into a kiss. instead greeting his mother and father with a hug. “this is my gf, mom i’ve told you about her but dad here’s the girl i was telling you about on the plane.”

“it’s a pleasure to meet you. it’s also nice to put a face on the other women who keeps our jude in check,” his dad joked making you laugh, and stare at jude who had a loving look on his face. “shall we go?”

you closed your hotel room door abruptly. you expected this night to go terribly, filled with insults and comments, being caught with the lie you weren’t his real gf, but it was the opposite. the night couldn’t have gotten better, you getting along with his parents, being suddenly happy and proud for the man you thought you disliked.

you ran your head stressed along your forehead, a hand coming to your throat to hold back your tears, and massage the lump. “y/n? open the door…” you gasped taking small steps back but then opening the door where jude came inside. “i wanted to thank you. i know this was a huge favor, but i really wanted you here…”

“jude what? what are you-”

“i told myself i couldn’t fall for someone like you, that it would be a forbidden sin. that i shouldn’t think of giving my entire life to you, devoting myself to you. that it would be a jeopardy, because i thought you hated me…” jude said stepping closer to you where you backed into the dresser.

“but i can see that’s no longer the same. bc you feel exactly the way i feel,” he grabs your palm and places it directly on his heart. “my heart beats faster when i’m with you. i smile only with you. i hate thinking of the fact another man touching you… let alone talking to you… i envy that because it should be me, loving you unconditionally…”

“love is the weirdest thing to exist… but if it’s with you jude, i promise to love you unconditionally…” you say breathless, tracing his cheeks and lips with your thumb. “is that a pinky promise?” he says with a cheesy smile to which you nod.

“in that case, i promise to give you my all and be the man you deserve. because i love you unconditionally already…” he wasted no time capturing your red stained lips with his, a sigh of relief to finally have you. to taste you. to kiss you. his hand remained tugging on your hair as the kiss grew passionate and messy.

he kissed every beauty mark “i love you”, kissing down to your jaw “i love you so much”. your pulse where he sucked on the skin and hearing you whimper, “i love you and only you y/n.”

#judey thoughts 5️⃣#jude bellingham #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham blurb

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trendywaifus · 9 months

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THE MEDIC KAFKA MADE ME THINKK Kafka with a puppy like/golden retriever girlfriend 🤗

live love kiss marry fuck kafka

— you’re literally the most cutest thing kafka laid eyes on and she’s the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. y’all are smitten with each other.

— when kafka comes back from a mission, best believe you have her bubble bath ready with the most finest soap in display. we all know she loves to drink wine while she relaxes in the tub. so, you even have her favorite bottle of wine and a glass near by on a small table, waiting to be filled by her. she enjoys classical/jazz music playing in the background?? say no more. you already have the record player running as soon as you whisk her though the bathroom door. when you did this for kafka the first few times, the look of sheer surprise on her pretty face was adorable and ol’ girl was smiling ear to ear the whole time.

— dw, she’s paying you back x10! if you’re a stellaron hunter and you just came back from a mission and she’s free, kafka’s covering you in smooches right at the door. she has the best takeout food neatly packaged at the table with your fav song of choice in the background. wanna bathe first? no worries, its already ready and she’s coming in with you.

— kafka does one of the best massages known to man. she’s literally getting every knot in your back, neck, and any spot you say its tense at. its literally so sensual and intimate when she does it, humming, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, kissing at your neck, and shoulders after she’s done kneading each tense area of your muscles. kafka’s washing your hair as well! you have a different texture of hair that requires specific type of delicacy and care? dw, she alr knows and has it all down packed. omg, imagine kafka sitting in between your legs while she’s washing your hair and casually making–out with you? she’s giggling when sees the small hearts in your eyes and you sleepily mumbling against her lips about how good it feels.

— you love to kiss on her, you’re extremely into pda and so is kafka! you’d have your hands on her waist and pepper her face and lips with light kisses, mindful to not smudge her makeup and lipstick. she’ll let out a short breathy laugh, stroking the back of your head.

— sometimes when kafka’s getting dressed for the day in the early hours, and if you’re awake, she’d def ask you to help her out with her outfit. being the sweetheart that you are, you’re alr by her side asking what she needs help with. kafka’s gesturing to the open straps around her left leg and upper body area. oblivious to her smirk, you’re on your knees, quickly clasping the straps with ease. you rubbed her clothed thigh and kissed the supple flesh chastely. kafka’s eyes narrows with swelling desire, watching intently as you stand upright to fasten and clasp the remaining straps around her frame.

— as you may know, kafka’s damn near ready to pounce on you but she holds herself back until . .you adjusted the strap around her collar, your fingers brushing against her neck. “ do you want me to put the coat on for you, baby? “ you asked sweetly, fixing the flaps of her collared blouse. the way baby rolled off your tongue so beautifully, it was almost like your voice was dipped in honey; ready to be swallowed up by her lips.

— it’s a common sight to see you attached at kafka’s hip when either of you aren’t away for missions. sliver wolf would often tease kafka saying, “ girlfriends? ugh, its seems more like a dog and its owner type dynamic from the way your girlfriend follows you around like a lost puppy. “ blade doesn’t really pay no mind, it’s mostly amusing. either way, kafka obv doesn’t give af, she wouldn’t want it any other way. she selfishly doesn’t want you to be parted from her unless needed.

— w duo. when y’all are together on missions, everything is done flawlessly. you and her are left untouched because you two fiercely have each other’s backs. imagine decimating a small army of enemies. you and kafka are standing in the middle of the bodies as rightful victors. filled with adrenaline and thrill, you pulled her body against your own and smashed your lips against hers in a searing kiss. unbeknownst to you, an enemy is roused from his forced slumber behind your back. as soon as he stands on his two feet to attack once again, kafka lazily pulls out her gun and puts a bullet through his head.

“ feels s’good. “ you slurred dreamily, closing your eyes in utter bliss while her well–manicured fingers slowly massages your foamy scalp. kafka chuckles against your slightly swollen lips and kisses them like many times before. “ mmhh . .i know, pretty thing. “ she coos, your hands rests on the small of her back, greedily pushing her naked body against yours. her chest squishes against your own. “ you deserve everything i give you tonight for being such a good girl to me. “

#kafka x reader #hsr kafka #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail women x reader #honkai star rail imagines #honkai star rail #honkai x reader #hsr x reader

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soobnny · 1 year

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SUE’S ENHYPEN FIC RECS

this obviously isn’t complete but these struck out to me a lot while i was making this list! i’ll update this or maybe make another one with additional fic recs when i find the time :)

☆ heeseung

familiar stranger — @bambisgirl

i rly liked the plot for this one. i found it funny the whole wanting him to take a picture of U, not like .. taking a pic together :( i just think that’s a rly charming point of the fic n i enjoyed following the scenario n just seeing how the both of them r reacting to the situation

we’re dating! (not really) — @jayflrt

one of my fav tropes ever. and one of my fav fics on here too! it’s just written so adorably and idk i love this so much. do u see like to the point i’m actually SPEECHLESS. just read this for a fun time n if u want to be smiling from ear to ear the whooooole time 🤭

☆ sunghoon

for the first time — @yaehao

perhaps my most favorite sunghoon fic (maybe even favorite fic in general) on tumblr. u do not understand how this story made me feel + i think it’s one of the reasons i got into writing for enhypen in the first place. it honestly expanded my passion for writing becos i wanted to be as good as op one day

12:08 pm | sticky notes — @luv4jun

this one’s a short read but it did stick out to me while i was reading it. honestly felt so realistic? everything felt vivid and real to me like it’s so sweet and it’s such a perfect read to remember before going to sleep

man of the hour — @sung5oon

i am a big actor!sunghoon enthusiast so this fed me WELL. fueled my silly little brain and i just … i love this. i love the trope and the au it’s playing in like !! i wish there was more actor!enha writings :”) i love it! definitely should read this one!

☆ jay

crushes & crashes — @restlessmaknae

this was such a good read. i remember just having the time of my life when i was reading this and just having a smile on my face the whole time :)

falling for you, i can’t keep you away — @ddeonuism

i just love hogwarts and harry potter au cos it’s the first book series i’ve ever read so anything in this alternate universe will make me scream. even more when it’s friends to lovers.

☆ jake

to all my firsts with you — @jayflrt

the silly thing is i have not read this fic yet but i KNOW it’s good. my friend recommended it to me and i enjoyed another fic written by op n love the way everything is written so i know this one’s golden too!

☆ sunoo

i’m gonna be real. i do not see much written for sunoo >:( let me know if u have a good fic rec aaaa i’d love to read more for him truly.

☆ jungwon

6:43 am — @iovnyu

this one fueled my daydreaming. u don’t understand how short and sweet this was like i could read it over and over again esp when i need a smile! will never fail to make u giggle

unrequited — @enhas-bestie

i honestly love how real this one felt. it’s the type that leaves your heart feeling heavy which is always a good feature when you’re reading angst!

lost cause — @yeongwonie

one of my most favorite jungwon fics of all time. it was written so beautifully and the flow is so easy to follow. just everything about this fic screams beauty and the plot is honestly just .. it’s so fun to read n just aaaaa. i can’t even express how much i love this fic

closer — @palajae

i read this one slowly becos i wanted to cherish every single moment and scene in the fic. this was one of the cutest things ive ever read like actual tooth-aching fluff. i remember just going back to this a lot and rereading it becos it gave me a new feeling every time i read it again.

blue birthday — @amakumos

drum roll please to my favorite jungwon fic on this app. i will never shut up about blue birthday and i will never stop coming back to this fic. the plot was something i’ve never read before and i just .. find myself rooting for everyone in the fic. it’s crazy how much i love this fic (btw this will be dethroned by kiss and cry also by yun i am gonna add it here as soon as it is released)

☆ ni-ki

sucks to be you, sleepyhead — @cloudninescenes

let’s talk about this one. the characterization and the flow of the story is so so pretty. i smiled the whole time with this one too :( i just love how riki is the teasing but down bad type. i love that trope so much. i cannot stress enough how much i enjoyed the plot too

lucky charm — @amakumos

one of my favorite — if not even my favorite ni-ki fic on here. i was giggling and laughing multiple times. honestly, you can count on yun for writing something you’ve never read before. her writing will always be my favorite. i remember talking about the original story with yun for this one so i feel #special

20th century girl — @delcakoo

guys i’m sorry but i was just giggling like a little school girl the whole time i was reading this. the characterization fits him SO much like i can imagine it so vividly and so clearly. like this is riki u are so right. and JUST!!! just read it and u will understand why i love it so much 🫶 i cannot wait to read the rest of op’s works when i have the time!

#☆ sue’s fic recs #enhypen fic rec #heeseung fic rec #sunghoon fic rec #jake fic rec #jay fic rec #sunoo fic rec #jungwon fic rec #ni-ki fic rec #fic recommendation

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nyrasbloodyclover · 11 months

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a real fucking legacy (a. k. vornsky)

a/n: stop asking why because i REALLY DON'T KNOW. my fav book, my fav fictional man, i am literally an anna karenina bible

I entered the ballroom that glittered with golden lights from the crystal chandeliers. I felt dizzy from all the excitement that was following me throughout the whole day, making sure my posture was perfect, dress unwrinkled and smile bright, just as everybody expected.

It was my third year after I came out into society, and no matter how many balls I attended, each one of them held a special place in my almost empty heart. Especially the ones I went to in the last 3 months.

All because he looked at me. He danced with me. And then decided to sneak out and find a place where no one would see us. We spent hours together on some deserted balcony. He was a good man and as much as I wanted to, he wouldn't lay a finger on me let alone, touch me the way he was wasn't supposed to.

Count Vronsky had many qualities that made him different from other gentlemen I've met, but the one I loved the most was that he was an amazing storyteller. He's seen so much, he's been everywhere and as a girl who practically did nothing my whole youth I was a great listener. He painted landscapes to me with his words and even when he thought some things he said didn't make any sense, I understood it all.

As he was older and much more mature, I made myself remember the way he formed his sentences and try to use it while telling the story of us.

I wore a maroon dress, not wanting to stand out, though the patterns on it were granular.Black lace was covering the edges while the corset was tied enough to make my breathing almost painful. My hair was pinned up, making my scalp hurt, but I somehow got used to all of it.

I saw some of my friends not too far from me, but a tall figure appeared before I could approach them. A younger man. I knew him. His name was Ivan-something and my mother would be delighted if I decided to marry him. I fake smiled at him as he asked me for a dance. He absolutely blended in with all the other men I knew. I had to say yes. They couldn't suspect me and Vronsky, It was never going to happen, so why make fool of myself?

I inhaled sharply as he took my gloved hand and led me to the center of the ballroom. I loved to dance, but with an awful partner, even life could be miserable. I felt despondent as he spun me around and stepped on my feet continuously. Music ringed in my ears.

Even if I adored this piece, I couldn't stand it at the moment. I looked around and I felt like my gown was blood-soaked. My lungs were bleeding. I needed air. I wanted to go away, far, far away. Everyone was either dancing or talking and smiling, having much better time than me. Everyone except one person. And that person was approaching us right now. His pace was fast and strong and confident, everything I wasn't right now. He looked resplendent. I was counting seconds and begging him silently to end this torment.

He heard and answered my prayers.

Ivan suddenly stopped and I couldn't be more grateful. I wanted to hug my savior and thank him properly, but the only thing I could do right now was smile and slightly nod. Enough for him to understand. Vronsky's eyes went over my figure. His expression was flat but he tried to act polite.

Ivan and I separated and Vronsky took a chance to whisper something to him. I couldn't make out any of the words, but I could see Ivan't expression change immediately. He tried to act friendly but miserably failed and excused himself. I tried not to laugh at him and couldn't stop wondering what had Vronsky said to him to make him leave without any protest. Vronsky turned to me.

"Good evening," he smiled, "It looked like he was bothering you?" Did we actually look that bad? I thought I put on a great performance.

"I don't think it was that miserable. He only stepped on my shoes three times."

Vronsky let out a rich laugh that I adored and It reminded me how much I miss him. I wanted us to sneak out like before. And I wanted to listen to him talk. But most of all, I wanted to dance with him, and feel his touch even if it was minimal. It was the most I'm ever going to get from him.

I took a step closer and he noticed. I wanted him to read my mind and do the right thing. He looked hesitant. Too hesitant. I looked up at him through my lashes and he tilted his head backwards. Not too much, it was the smallest movement but I noticed.

"I should g—"

"Ask me to dance," I blurted out.

He practically whipped his head in my direction and I felt blood rushing into my cheeks. If he refuses I'll leave. I'll leave immediately. And die of embarrassment, while we're at that.

He looked like he was fighting with himself, trying to do what he wanted and what was expected of him. But what I said was painfully forward and I should be ashamed of that. And I would be if it was someone else. With him I felt completely different. A moment passed.

"Very well," he said as he reached for my hand.

I tried to hide my face from him because I swear it was the color of my gown. Scarlet — practically maroon.

He placed one hand on my hip as his other took mine and I forgot everything else.

His touch burned on me as Vronsky held my gaze. His eyes were mesmerizing and I ached to be closer to him in any possible way. He led me through the ballroom as we moved to the rythm of the soft music that was not so irritating now.

His fingers traced the laces on my back, toying with them. I inhaled sharply and he smirked at me, but we didn't stop dancing. I felt like we were the only ones in the entire room—I couldn't see anything except him. And I wanted it to stay that way.

I was dazed for a couple of seconds before he let go of me and stepped away.

I felt empty and for some reason exposed without his body shielding me from the people in the room.

"I'll bring us something to drink." It was a simple offer and it made me realize how thirsty I actually was. I nodded and moved to the side, so I don't bother anyone. My face was burning. Because of him.

Vronsky appeared seconds later with two wine glasses. Smiling up at him, I reached for one glass but instead of taking it like a normal person I managed to spill it all over my dress. I wanted to cry but he didn't look like it bothered him that I was practically ruined now. I tried to not cause a scene but it was hard. That was my favorite dress.

Tears prickled my eyes, but he didn't let me roll in self pity. "Don't worry. We just need to go somewhere more...private and I'll fix this. But look, now the dress completely matches your face." And he left without letting me respond to his comment. I wanted to crawl in a hole and die, but instead I waited for him.

He came with napkins and took my hand looking awfully suspicious. But I wasn't sure why.

He looked around and saw that nobody was paying attention to us, though that was unexpected. Alexei smiled like he won the biggest prize and quickly led us through the backdoor of the ballroom. The rest of the house was empty and I swear he could hear my rapid heartbeat along with pulsing in my ears.

I knew what he wanted and where he was going. I was glad I knew his mind so well that he became predictable to me. I knew his desires and dreams and I couldn't help but wish I was one of them.

His white uniform matched perfectly with my much darker dress. Though Alexei was perfectly put together, while I was...the opposite.

We entered some dark room I didn't recognize. It was large but almost empty. It looked like someone's personal gallery. There was a desk in the corner along with some bookshelves. He closed the door. Then locked it.

My head immediately turned to him, "There is no reason to lock the door, Alexei," I smiled innocently. "We aren't doing anything wrong."

A moment passed between us. I scanned the shelves and touched the hard spines with golden embroidery. I tried to act like a fool, but I knew.

"We are about to."

And that did it. It made me completely lose my self control as I was throwing away the last pieces of dignity I had tonight. He practically marched towards me and grabbed my neck as he gently placed his mouth on mine. He knew I had absolutely no experience with men, so he was going easy on me. For now.

My whole body was on fire while he almost unnoticeably squeezed my neck. I moaned into his mouth and Vronsky towered over me, leading me back with his body. I was going backwards until I hit the large shelves.

"Stop me before it's too late," he gasped into my neck. It was intoxicating. Everything about him, about the way he moved to the way he touched me was addicting I wasn't sure I would be able to stop.

"I won't," was all I said, but it made him aware that I was willing to give myself to him completely.

"You said you will take care of my dress," I added, still playing innocent, even if what we were doing was far from that.

"And I'm planning to do just that," he said as he turned me. I was now facing shelves, my back to him. It gave him complete access to my corset. Which he began to untie immediately. He was skilled with his hands, I realized just now. It made my stomach turn in very unfamiliar way. I didn't know what kind of influence he actually had on me, but I liked it. It made me careless and stupid, but I was in control my whole life. It was nice to give it to someone else now.

Corset was down and my whole body felt hypersensitive for whatever reason. I wanted him to do so many things but I didn't know how to ask or if I was supposed to anyway. So I let him play with me.

"Turn, dorogaya," he whispered from behind and I obeyed. The nickname made me want to grab him and kiss his whole face. Then he went down. "I'm going to make you see stars."

That was the last thing he said before taking down my skirt and the rest of the undergarments until I was stripped bare in front of him. But I was surprised I wasn't the least bit ashamed. Somehow, this felt completely ordinary with him. I was scared to move. I didn't know what or how to do anything.

He naturally noticed and smiled, but not in a mocking way. His smile was so sweet I melted.

"Touch me wherever you want. And however you want. Don't be afraid." That gave me a bit of confidence, so I looked down at him, on his knees. The image before me made me feel things I didn't know I was capable of feeling. I ran my hand through his hair and he closed his eyes, while his eyelids fluttered.

It seemed like I had the same effect on him. Then I did something that made me question myself. I led his head down, in between my legs and I saw him smirk, but he knew what to do.

The first time I felt his tongue on me was the closest I'll be to setting myself on fire. I gripped his hair on instinct.

His mouth was doing wonders to me. I felt every sensation of it through my entire body. My head fell on the shelves and I had to press down a moan. Was this supposed to be this intense? He stopped using his mouth and continued with fingers while continuously kissing my lower stomach.

Vronsky did everything with patience and commitment. I didn't know why I thought this would be any different. I made a noise that sounded painful, but only because he was moving so slowly and torturedmewith his fingers. He shot me a concerned look, "Should I stop?"

"No, no, nonono," I cried out. I felt hard pressure building in my lower stomach and I grew dizzy. He went faster but then stopped and my hips buckled, while I was fighting the urge to do something myself. "Please continue," I pleaded.

"How could I not when you beg me so pretty?" He cocked his head and continued working me much faster this time, but still gentle. He took his time with me, looking at my reactions to certain movements, the sounds I was trying not to make, my face expressions. He knew what he was doing and he did it so well that It actually made me see stars. I choked on a scream as I was trying to catch a breath. My knees buckled and I felt I was closer to the edge.

He switched to his mouth again and Alexei's tongue finished the job. He put my leg over his shoulder to get better access and that completely pushed me.

I finished on his mouth and seconds later went down with him. He held me as I was trying to even out my breathing. "Can we do it again?" I surprised myself by asking.

He smiled down at me, "When you become countess, yes."

#books and reading #books #russian literature #leo tolstoy #anna karenina #alexei vronsky #fanfic #i am suffering #writing #alexei vronsky x reader #alexei x reader #count vronsky x reader

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chryblossomjjk · 1 year

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bts fic recommendations | 01.25.23

→ hi friends! this is a little segment i do every tuesday (reviewsday get it, aren’t i funny, pls tell me how funny i am) where i read and review two-three fics. as a content creator, i know how big of a role other creators play in your growth, therefore, i want to do my part in making sure everyone gets the recognition they deserve! so with that being said, please check out the amazing fics listed below. make sure to like, reblog, and leave feedback! ♡ #reviewsday #kikirecs

scent of eager suds - @rkivian (knj x reader | smut, angst, pwp, fluff)

summary: you missed each other, too fucking much. but your head had stayed down in futile hopes of remaining stubborn, forgetting that there is a wedding ring on that tricksy little finger of his for a reason.

so..... genuinely convinced you are the reincarnate of shakespeare babe bc like:

"He would spend a considerably scant amount of time on such a task, yet fulfil it so thoroughly that the constant aching between your legs seemed more equitable than you would like it to be."

LOOK WHAT YOU DO WITH WORDS!!! like everything is so precise. i can tell there's so much thought put into every single word of this piece and woah.. the writing is fucking stellar, seriously. like just the words you use throughout this displays how the reader feels about being vulnerable with joonie: cruel, vengeful, venomous. u put pwp but like you characterized the fuck out of this reader and it's so good...

also... this is thee kim namjoon. like as someone who is v much similar to the reader and self sabotages relationships, ppl who love you enough to recognize that trait and do their best to prove u wrong

AND YOU DID THAT ALL THROUGHOUT THE FLITHIEST NASTIEST SEXIEST SMUT EVER PLS HE'S SO HOT LIKE HE TRULY JUST WANTS TO MAKE HER FEEL GOOD INSIDE AND OUT AND IM GATEKEEPING HIM!!!! this was so so so beautiful and thank you for sharing with plebeians like me :') <3

the one where jin is drunk off his face and you get friend-zoned - @indgio (ksj x reader | fluff, crack)

saf everything you write just comforts my soul. it's missing jin hours around these parts and this is exactly want i needed. i don't know how to explain it but this gives me run episode vibes? like... this is legit kim seokjin. I COULD TOTALLY PICTURE HIM DOING SOME SHIT LIKE THIS LMAO WHAT A SWEET BABY!

also love this oc fr. like from the opening paragraph i could already tell she's the most adorable, most precious being, and you proved it throughout the rest :') <3 taking care of ur drunk partner trope will never not get me and you did it so splendidly ugh will definitely be coming back to this when im sad and 3am and missing my seokjin :'( thanks for this ily <3

"tell me more about this girlfriend of yours."

but jin looks at you with a frown, as he downs the water. "no. get your own."

^also for whatever reason this took me tf out lmao

the one where jungkook will always protect you, even from the fictional - @indgio (jjk x reader | fluff, humor)

bby istg your writing is so... refreshing? like i always think i need these super crazy, convoluted, heavy plots for my fics to be good, but your writing is proof that doesn't have to be the case. your writing is so effortless, yet so beautiful. like once again, genuine comfort content that i don't see too much of anymore. going through your masterlist has really inspired me to take a new avenue, because your fics are just so fucking addicting. i just love the slice of life vibes so much uGh okay enough nutting over u and onto the fic sehfbjsehbdhwb

pov ur saf in my brain BC THE AMOUNT OF TIMES IVE DAYDREAMED ABOUT THIS EXACT SCENARIO IS MENTAL ILLNESS (was just picturing binge watching AOT w him :'))

this jungkook is such a golden retriever ass boyfriend my heart can't take it. the banter ?? the protectiveness ?? THE BITING THE EAR ??? naur im in love it's settled. adding him to the list of fav jungkook portrayals on tumby. will be thinking about him when im bored in the back of my lecture tomorrow. thank you for daydream fuel <3

stfu yes it's wednesday get off my back >:'( i posted this early last week and was just trying to even the timing out that's all... im lying. anyways, love u lmao

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feralforfruit · 2 years

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What it is like to date The Wolf // HC

A/N: This is my first headcanon so I hope you guys enjoy! Bad Bunny / Benito / Daddy Wolf stans better see this!

Warnings: Mentions of guns/being shot at, harsh language

Pairing: The Wolf x fem!reader

Wolf naturally will always have Spanish pet names for you

“Buenos días, cariña.” (Good morning, darling) he says in a low voice as he pecks your shoulder.

Your favorite accessory is a golden wolf necklace he got custom made just for you.

He is extremely possessive and protective. Wolf always loves to see you wear the necklace on nights out in the city to let everybody know that you’re his and you’re not to be fucked with.

Every time a man comes too close to you while you are out on the dance floor with your friends, Wolf will always stop whatever sketchy meeting he is having with his associates just to shove the man into the ground and kiss you passionately.

He gives you absolutely everything you want. He’d always say, “Te daré el mundo entero,” (I’d give you the whole world) when you ask him to simply buy you a drink.

He loves being very theatrical with his affections. After the first day you guys hooked up, you woke up to petals everywhere, a whole breakfast tray with a flower vase on it, and a note.

“At a meeting pero disfruta, mi bebesita. Wolf x” (but enjoy, my babygirl)

You can’t help but be completely smitten by this man with how he treats you like a queen despite being a cartel legend. Wolf feels that the way you treat him is heaven on earth and he would give his life to never see you get into harms way.

One night while you were leaving a romantic dinner at a five star restaurant, as you guys were getting into the car, a bullet grazed Wolf’s arm right as you got in. “HEAD DOWN NOW!” he screams to you as he rushes into the vehicle. The driver driving away quickly before any tires could get blown out.

You immediately start freaking out so you frantically rip off the whole lower part of your best dress to wrap it around Wolf’s wounded arm. He winces at the pain but he looks more nervous, shifting his head back and forth, looking at the surrounding cars. He doesn’t notice anyone following so he looks at you and strokes your head in relief, knowing that you are safe.

“Aye, mi vida, going to have to buy you a new dress. I’m also going to find out que hijueputa did this. Could’ve hit you.” He sulks while holding onto you tightly throughout the rest of the night.

While you get settled to sleep in his bed, you lay on his chest and trace his abs with your index finger, admiring them. His heart flutters and falls asleep with a smile on his face every time.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, Wolf would grab you by waist and pull you closer to him just to whisper from behind, into your ear, “Quiero besarte por todas partes” (I want to kiss you all over). You can’t help but give yourself completely to him even in these unholy hours of the night.

some translation in case you needed it

*hijueputa - son of a bitch

*mi vida - my world

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i hope you guys enjoyed it! it was so much fun to write this, so send more requests of anything you’d like from your fav characters.

#bullet train #the wolf bullet train #the wolf x reader #bad bunny #bad bunny x reader #the wolf imagine #bad bunny imagine #benito #the wolf x fem!reader #bullet train headcanons #bullet train imagine #bullet train fic #my writing

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siren-serenity · 9 months

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sunsets in two different ways

characters: jake kim, sinu han, gn!reader warnings: none a/n: - one of my fav arcs is definitely the golden days of big deal!!! they are so lovable <3 - JAKE KIM THE GREEN FLAG!!! THE BEST LEADER!!! (i'm sorry eli but you got issues) - I LOVE SINU HAN HE IS ADORABLE AND CUTE AND DELIGHTFULLY HANDSOME AND- (it gets a bit, cough cough spicy in his part with the brief make-out session) - feedback is appreciated!

Jake Kim savors the moment he can step into your home and away from the mess that Big Deal is trying to crawl out of. Sinu's abrupt and hurtful betrayal left his heart in pieces and his mind torn apart in what to do next. But whenever he crosses over the threshold and into your home, he immediately feels the weight of the world dissipate into thin air and for the next couple of hours, he can forget that he is Jake Kim, crew head of Big Deal. Now, he's just Jake Kim, your devastatingly handsome and stunning boyfriend.

"Honey, I'm home!" He teasingly shouts and a smile blossoms on his face upon hearing your reply. "Dinner's finished! Hurry up!"

"Yes, your majesty," Jake skids into the dining room before almost slipping and falling on his face if it weren't for his quick thinking to grip onto the doorframe like it was his lifeline. "I'm here!"

You laughed, coming closer to give his cheek a light kiss before gently tugging him to his seat. The aroma of homecooked dinner immediately wafts into Jake's nose and his stomach lets out a loud grumble that makes him blush sheepishly and makes you giggle.

"Say 'ahh'," You hold out the spoon and Jake immediately latches onto your spoon. The flavor bursts onto his tongue and he couldn't help but snatch the offered utensils and gobble everything down.

"You're going to choke!"

"Noh wreally [not really]!" His muffled voice makes you almost fall out of your seat in laughter. The way his cute cheeks bulged outwards like a chipmunk and the way his fork is halfway towards its destination makes Jake Kim look absolutely adorable.

You place your chin in the palm of your hand, humming as you took your own bite. "You're so cute."

Jake blushes but notices the way the setting sun casts a glorious ray of light onto your face. The way you're sitting, it seems as if there is a halo behind you - like you are an angel. In a way, you were. You were Jake Kim's angel, the sunshine to his brightness.

"Nah, you're beautiful."

"Y/N!!"

A loud call of your name ignites a round of laughter from the other girls in Big Deal and you roll your eyes fondly. A giant force from your back hits you and you stumble before righting yourself. You recognize these hands, hands that have held you tight every night, hands that wander all over your body in heated moments, hands that you entangle fingers with whenever you walk...

"Sinu, love?"

In response, Sinu buries his face in your back and nuzzles you slightly, making you chuckle at the feeling. "Mhmm, you smell nice."

"That's what you always say," You pat his head, waving Yeonhui and the other girls goodbye before awkwardly waddling out of the shop with a giant teddy bear latched onto you.

It's getting late and the sun is setting over Big Deal street. The street that both you and Sinu made many memories on, both good and bad. It holds a special place in your heart-

A light nibble on your ear made you jump and shocked you out of your thoughts. You whirl around to face an innocent-looking Sinu before laughing.

"Wait until tonight, Sinu. You have everything," You stepped forward, Sinu stepped backward and this continued until you cornered him to a wall on the street. You slammed your hands on either side of his head, leaning in with a playful smirk on your lips. "and more."

His eyes widened. His pupils dilated and his mouth was open in a slight gap as he breathed in and out to calm his racing heart. You looked absolutely divine. The way the sun set behind you illuminated your features and made them stand out even more- Sinu Han was obsessed with you.

"Omph-"

His hands shot out to tug you by the collars and pulled you in, crushing his lips against yours. You responded with a low groan that made shivers go down Sinu's spine and he only tugged you impossibly closer. He felt his tongue running along his lips and he opened them willingly to let your tongue in. He felt something stirring down there and let out a tiny moan as your knee shoved his legs open and pressed against it.

You were the sun in his life and Sinu Han was the mortal that fell in love with your rays. He was Icarus and you were his Sun.

#lookism #lookism webtoon #big deal #sinu han #sinu han x reader #jake kim #jake kim x reader #lookism x reader

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beachlasgna · 9 months

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Easy For You - Armin Arlert x Reader

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cw: smut, sexual content, dick riding, dick sucking, romantic smut?

lol first tumble post with my fav short smut shot (:

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At last.

You sigh in relief, pushing yourself off the old, wickered rocking chair in the corner of your bedroom. Immediately, you feel the weight of all your bones in your body dragging you down. After years of working as part of the Survey Corps, now officially resigned, you had the aching in your body as a reminder of your dedication. You move slowly and steadily to ensure that the infant you have cradled for the last hour or so, rocking her to sleep, would stay asleep. Peeking below you, you looked at the creation in your arms.

A beautiful baby girl, with a round cherub face, a button nose, and the largest blue eyes you had ever seen. She was simply laying silently in your arms, gently breathing into slumber. The baby girl looked just like her father, an encasing brightness and warmth in one little human. You smile before you, gently taking your thumb over the blonde hair on her forehead and brushing it aside. You make your way to the bassinet next to your bed and lean over to put the little one to rest.

After placing her down, careful not to wake her up, you tiptoe towards the door on the adjacent side of the room. Slipping through the doorway, you partially crack it behind you and face the room before you. A narrow office room with four walls stood in the dark, one side of the wall was boarded up with shelves upon shelves of books, floor to ceiling. The other wall was covered in a multitude of variations of the world, pinpoints scattered across each longitude and latitudinal line. On the far end of the room was your husband, hunched over the wooden desk with nothing but the flickering candlelight for exposure.

His golden hair was disheveled from its normal style, the buttons to his white button-down undone, and his shoes have been kicked to the side. Invested in what was presented to him on his desk, he has yet to hear you walk in, his nose too deep into paperwork you didn't quite understand for him to hear. The responsibilities of the commander of the Survey Corps were a burden to bear. You advance, making it over to the corner of the desk before he could finally recognize you.

"You're still working?" You ask softly.

Armin's ears perk up to the sound of your voice, his eyes glowing in the light when he caught sight of you, "My love."

After pushing his chair back from his desk, he welcomes you in his arms and you melt into his embrace. All day you had been busy with your own set of chores and duties, the only time you were able to sit down and see one another was a late lunch until you were back to work. To be able to fall into your lover's arms after not seeing one another was a relief.

One of his gentle hands swoops underneath your jaw, and he places a chaste kiss upon your lips, warm and tasting of citrus and honey—his favorite tea. You recall brewing it for him earlier in the night, some hours ago when he mentioned he would be coming to bed soon. Though coming to bed soon turned into a few more reports, and a few more reports turned into much more work than he anticipated.

But you are kind. You are understanding. You are patient.

You tuck your nightgown underneath you as you take place on his lap, legs over his thighs as he nestled himself into your chest. Sleep was overcoming his face, heavy-lidded eyes, and a weak smile. Being enveloped by your warmth could just as easily coax him into slumber. You wrap your arms around his neck as you lean closer to him, planting loving pecks upon the top of his blonde hair. Your fingers dance from the collar of his white button-down to the hair resting against his neck.

"Has Maren fallen asleep?"

"Yes," You sigh, combing your fingers through his hair, "After I rocked her in the chair."

He chuckles lightly, "I'm surprised she stayed asleep, even with the creaking of that old chair."

"It is easy to fall asleep in the arms of someone you love." You smile softly, pulling back enough to look at your lover, "Come to bed, my love. Your work will wait for you until the morning."

Armin inhales deeply at your mentioning of his task at hand, turning his attention to the scattered papers and ink across his desk, "There are only a few more negotiation documents I have to review, and then I just need to prepare them for the conference in two days."

"A few?" You raise an eyebrow, hearing that phrase far too many times.

"Yes, I know." He reaches up to place a kiss on the corner of your mouth, "I'm sorry for making you wait, dear. Please, if you are tired, go rest."

On nights like these, you found yourself falling asleep wherever was most comfortable, and closest to him. Sometimes the rocking chair, more often in the chair rested beside Armin's desk, where he would then carry your unconscious body to the bed. When you had fallen asleep against the headboard of your bed, Maren rested on your bosom, the rise and fall of your chest lulled her to sleep. Armin would come in exhaustedly, but the sight of his two favorite girls made his tired heart skip a beat. He wouldn't fail swooping up his little one, rocking her back to sleep before kissing you goodnight.

"Nonsense." You place a kiss above his ear, "I will just wait for you here."

Armin doesn't argue with you, he knows better than to deny your presence. He obliges when you make yourself comfortable on his lap, resting your chin over his shoulder and he tucks himself closer to the desk. While you rest in his embrace, he resumes his review, analyzing important documents that you were much too tired to ask about. You loved listening to him talk about his vast plans of reestablishing a presence in world politics, a world much bigger than you remember before. However, you soon feel distracted by the building heat radiating against your thighs.

You could feel the blood rush down toward the apex of your legs, moisture collecting under your dress as your heart beat a few extra steps. It has been a while since the two of you have had any sexual interactions, both are much too busy with your work, yours being your child. Yet, you couldn't help but plant more measly kisses on his neck to earn his attention. While you curled his hair around your fingers, not only was his groin growing warm, but his skin was warm as well against your cold lips. You continue to trail kisses down his neck towards his collarbones before his neck rolls to the side.

A groan travels from his throat, "You are very distracting for just waiting, dear."

"Please, Commander Arlert. Don't let me disturb your work." You coax, your hands wandering further than the collar of his shirt.

Armin only hums, adjusting in his seat as your trail your hands down his sculptured chest, making contact with the bulge growing in his jeans. With your lips on his neck, you could feel his jaw clench for a moment once you began palming him through his jeans. He was growing harder with each stroke of your hand. When you start to fumble with the button and zipper, he relaxes and comes to help. He takes one hand away from the desk, assisting you with taking down his jeans. Together, you rise from his lap and help him shimmy down his bottoms and briefs, dropping them to the floor.

Armin's hardened length slaps against his stomach, the tip already seeping with pre-cum, and when you take his length in hand, he was hot and throbbing. He has needed relief for a while, and you were just the remedy. You lower down to your knees, inching yourself closer between his legs, muscular thighs with thick etched scars caging you in. A reminder of his own work in the Survey Corps. You bring your mouth forward to give his tip a few open-mouthed kisses, the taste of his pre-cum settling on your tongue.

There wasn't much of a reaction coming from him just yet. His head was propped up with one hand, the other skimming through pages of a booklet you were unfamiliar with. So, without protest, you continue. You part your lips, your tongue grazes the underside of his shaft before curving over the head. You did this not once, not twice, but three times before you hear your first reaction; a soft and shaky exhale.

"God, you—" He swallows, "You feel amazing." His hand leaves from holding his head up, going in front of his mouth to kiss his knuckles.

Pleased so far, you move down on him further. More than just kitten licks, but dragging your tongue in bold strips along his length, jerking your hand in languid up and down motions as you did so. The more your licked, the more you were able to lubricate his hard cock with your saliva. Then, you wrapped your lips around his girth and began bobbing your head up and down. That earned more of a response from him, especially when you began to suction your lips around him and move faster.

Armin's other hand leaves the desk, finally purchasing a chunk of your hair and holding it in hand as it moves up and down with your head. While his mind was previously on documents requiring his full attention, it was no longer available. He struggled to remain focused, watching your lips kiss the base of his cock, come back up, just to go back down for more. You took his cock so well that he had completely forgotten about what he was last doing. Besides pulling your cheeks taut as he tries to nestle himself deeper into your throat, using your mouth to his liking.

"Oh, fuck— please. Please, let me—" He begins, but you silence him.

You go beyond what you can take, forcing him deeper, feeling the back of your throat close down around his cock. Armin grunts, unable to speak coherent words until you rise, bringing your head up once more.

"My love, please—" Armin chokes out, "Let me feel you. It has been too long."

You catch your breath, wiping the excess saliva coating your lips after coming off of him, your eyes answering his pleas. You push yourself off of the floor before him, when he is quick to capture your mouth with his own. He can't seem to get his hands off of you once you had finally earned his undivided attention. His hands were now traveling down the material of your nightgown, his eyes following, bunching up the ends of your dress as a way of asking for permission. Which of course, you grant.

"Here, baby. Hold this up." He requests, ushering to the bunch of cloth in his hand.

You take the material in hand before you carefully place your knees on the outsides of Armin's thighs, sliding your weight onto the chair. Then, you take the hem of your gown to your mouth and bite down.

Armin reaches up, sliding his hand underneath the fallen hair in front of your face, clearing your vision. "I'll make it easy for you, love."

Both his hands come down to assist you, one hand sinking into the fat of your hips, the other wrapped around his cock to guide you on top. You could feel the heat of his length between your legs, hot to the touch, while you eased yourself downward. The moment your walls make contact with his head, he leans his head back and groans. You sink on his cock all the way, bottoming out and Armin sucks in his bottom lip.

"You feel so good. So tight." He huffs, blowing the blonde wisps off hair from his face, "So perfect."

Then you are both moving. Armin rests underneath you, thrusting his hips up and ricocheting back to his seat. You hum into the material of your dress, letting it soak up your moans as you use his shoulders as support. He watches the sight of his cock disappearing into your heat, and appearing once more, rings of white slowly forming around his base. He guides you up and back down on his length until he is drawing pathetic whines from the both of you. You tried your best to keep quiet, careful not to wake up the sleeping child next door. However, it became harder by the second Armin looked up at you, bright blue eyes filled with so much lust and desire.

"You know, I can't help but remember—" He breathes, a soft smile flashing on his face, "The last time we were like this, I filled you up. I filled you up so full. Do you remember what happened next?"

Your eyebrows knit together in pleasure. You could feel a familiar pressure building up in your core, the feeling of Armin's cock sliding in and out of you edging you closer. You try to keep your focus on your lover's voice calling you back down to Earth, but you feel an attainable high within your grasp. Soon, your eyes fall shut, and you nod at your recollection of the last time.

"You became the cutest mommy. I remember— you begging me to fill you up, Stuff your full of me, give you a baby." A devilish grin pulls on his pink lips, "I'm about to make you a mommy again. Yeah, I will. Would you like that? For me to fill you up with my seed?"

You nod your head vigorously, agreeing to anything to have more of your doting husband. You wanted him, you wanted him to so badly. You yearned to feel him in each part of your body—over the miles of your skin, in your hair, inside of you. You remembered all the nights you would lay in the bed you share, tucked underneath the cool sheets, waiting for him to join you. Finally coming behind you, taking his hands to your hips and wedging his cock between your supple thighs looking for any sort of friction. In your half-sleeping stage, you would always come to his aid, ready to give him just what he wanted.

That tight, sweltering pressure in your core is drawing nearer. Then, Armin unhooks his arms from under your hips, wrapping them around your waist as he hugged your torso tightly. Hugging you close to him, little pathetic shoves come from his hips from underneath. He whines helplessly now into your skin, his lips brushing against your abdomen and he held you close to him. The sound of his sweet voice calling out to your travels through your body, and in a quick moment, you are clamping down on his length.

"Oh, I feel you. I feel you coming." He groans against your skin, "Yes, my love. Come on my cock, that's it."

Your muffled moans were audible through the cloth in your mouth, crying out in pleasure as your head rolls back. Armin's chin tips up, looking up in your direction. The sight of you losing yourself over him tips him over the edge, squeezing his arms around you and he's hammering himself into you from underneath.

"Oh, fuck— I'm gonna come— I'm-!" He grunts, and throws his head back along with yours.

Armin doesn't have the strength to finish his sentence. He is already whimpering, shooting hot ropes of release inside of your walls, his legs stuttering underneath you. The material of your dress drops from your mouth and your hips fall flat to his groin, locked together with sweat and sweet secretion sticking to your skin. Exhausted, you drop your forehead to his shoulder, chasing after your lost breath. His hands still never left your body, coming from around your back to your spine, where delicate fingers traced up and down.

Suddenly, there is a high-pitched cry coming from the other room, and you both perk up at the sound. You must have made too much noise just now for Maren to wake up. Instinctively, you rise from his lap, setting your legs down and adjusting your dress to hurry over, but Armin stops you before you can.

"I will get her, my love." He reaches for your arm before you can leave, struggling to slip up his bottoms and briefs. After he adjusts, he leans forward to you, one hand placed on the small of your back, and the other cups underneath your jaw, hastily placing a kiss on your lips.

"Please, sit back and wait for me. When I return, it will be my turn to take care of you."

#armin arlet x you #armin arlert #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #armin arlert x reader #smut #family fluff #armin arlet smut

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jinkicake · 11 months

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So I was this REALLY hot gorou comic before my Twitter refreshed to for the next few days

puppy boy is front and center in my brain😔 hear me out!! It started off as having a tender intimate moment w him after he wakes up from a nightmare and then he rails you after making fun of his tail. Like he doesn’t give overtly aggressive vibes to me not even in secret like kazuha or Thoma but by law all my favs have to be switches so the last few panels of him mercilessly rutting into this persons sona while he’s drooling with half lidded eyes,,,tattooed to my brain!!! Trying to tease him while he’s flustered sitting in his lap playing with his ears calling him a good puppy while he’s trying so hard but shaky being from about eating to fuck you,,,, “please give me more. I can’t get enough of you I need it” Looking up at you w pleading eyes while he’s gripping your hips like his life depends on it. like he’s the other side of the itto coin gorou is the type to power bottom and not even realize it. (Looking back @ catboy kazuha brainrot) you tease him in a “awww does my cute puppy want to make me feel good?” Way and he’s SO eager and rambling mess while apologizing that he can’t hold back anymore and he’s your good boy, BUT ONCE HE SLIDES IT IN ITS OVER! Like no pls walk w me on this😭 He’s in your ear biting your neck about breeding you and how good his beloved feels. I’m obsessed w the switching power dynamic bc he would say the filthiest things and not even remember later?? “Fuck yes just like this, fucking you this deep makes me want to fill you up for hours; you’ll let me fuck you like this all the time right? Please” his head thrown back eyes squeezed shut bc if he looks down at the mess he’s made of you he really will get addicted. He’s saying please but wtf is he asking for?? at this point😭 Like the overwhelming sensation of the way it feels inside, the sounds, the sight beneath him he’s 100% the mf who fucks you until he overstimulates himself and then will ASK YOU TO CALL HIM A GOOD BOY AS IF YOUR EVEN STILL ON OLANET EARTH DGDHDBSK! After you come back to life he’s recovered like not a damn thing happened w the most golden retriever smile asking you how you are like,,,, wdym?? I CSNT WALK the same brand of kazuha filth where you can grind on them as a joke but they will actually pin you down and use you by accident bc they’re talking as if your still in control lmao. At this point hearing them say sorry a certain would pavlov trigger me on bc they ALWAYS say sorry before hand😭like imagine: your grinding on him and teasing him kissing his neck and he’s probably like “we could get caught love pls behave🥺” but when you start riding him too slow to tease him even more he grabs your hips and looks at you w teary eyes saying “I’m sorry I can’t hold back anymore” and thrusts up into you with the most eye rolling breathless wall shaking moan ever like it’s drawn out and shaky!! Especially the momentary look of bliss on his face right before he’s balls deep and locks eyes with you and the look of pure lust and need is like threatening to swallow you whole>>>> like he’s switching between begging and praising you, saying sorry for the fact that he can’t stop himself it feels so fucking good and how he’s gunna be a good boy and fill you up and make sure your taken care of. We love a man who can multitask fr bc his hands are everywhere and he’s touching everything,begging you to moan louder for him (even tho he’s way louder than you) and he’s on his like 5th “fuck I’m cumming” so like rip actually😭😭 temped to say you gotta hide w kokomi when he gets like this but tbh she already knows and will let you lay your head in her lap as he’s fucking you into oblivion and your covered in sweat and cum staring up at her w pleading eyes to get to to at LEAST slow down but she’s nothing if not a caring soul and will pat your head to keep you grounded😇 actually gunna fe fully delusional and say he would offer to share you as a sorry for causing so much trouble😔 so she’s riding your face muffling your moans as he’s thrusting into you like a madman and she’s petting his head trying to make sure he doesn’t break you😵‍💫

i HATE when im looking at something good on twitter then it refreshes.... it's so sick

no cause why is that kinda,,, kinda..... oh wow. you know i thoroughly enjoy any switch agenda!!!

I agree though like gorou seems as if he would be the desperate type, very eager to please but when it becomes too much he just loses EVERYTHING like he goes feral because of pussy LOLLLWAIT I LIKE THIS SWITCH GOROU, it's the best of both worlds like im saurry i love it

i also love when they cry hehehe and gorou would be a perfect example bc hes so sensitive like he HAS to be.... like tighnari too but i know tighnari can handle himself and act indifferent about it but gorou CANT so the idea of him crying and begging while still trying to please is so hehehe LMAO he simply can'ts stop!

the second you brought up kokomi i thought about her joining in,,,oop- i love them,, they're so cute and their dynamics would be too good together! gorou is messy and eager while kokomi is gentle and powerful.... they'll both have you crying by the end of it so them together means you'll pass out.... but, who wouldn't!

oh... if you find that comic... lemme see it >:-)

(this is genuinely some of the best gorou thirst ive seen LOL, i can never say 'no' to smut!)

#sarahandoikawatalkshit #xiaos spicy almond tofu #gorou thirst

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thatwildnya · 9 months

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Centaur AU centaur AU (Number 1 fav AU hehehe)

I'm kinda curious about Riddle, Trey, and Cater - what kinda centaurs are those three? ALso are any of the guys particularly cuddly - regardless of their cuddlability (so, like, even if they might have rough scales or spikes of some kind or something like that, they're still a cuddler lol)

chitters and nickers:

Wild: our first request! I’m really happy to get one so quick! I started writing it as soon as I saw it, sat on it for over half a day, was unable to continue due to wifi issues, then spent another 2 hours editing before Nya convinced me it was good. I hope you enjoy anon!

Nya: it’s going to be an uphill battle convincing this man to stop editing and adding more for every request wish me luck lovelies-

TW: Rook

RIDDLE HAS BEEN UPDATED

Riddle

Griffins are known to be very independent centaurs and it isn't uncommon for them to be hotheaded and somewhat controlling, especially towards strangers or those they see as lesser. So don't expect him to be all friendly at first, let alone cuddly. But once he's comfortable and trusts you he won't ever shy away from your touch.

Trey

I knew right away I wanted him to be a draft horse. These horses are known for their even temperament and being affectionate gentle giants. If you asked me to picture a baker or anthro draft horse I would imagine a buff man with a sweet smile. Trey has the same physique as I picture plus the same vibes so it fits perfectly.

Cater

He’s a bunny boy. A floppy ear bunny boy. That’s it.

When it comes to who’s the most cuddly in general it’s hands down Kalim, strangers or not. If Nya and I hadn’t decided to make the light magic users all foxes as a little easter egg he would have been a golden retriever. If you let him Kalim will cuddle with you every time you sit down. If he’s full animal he will try to snuggle under your shirt, in your sweatshirt pouch, or if there’s room right next to your face squished in your hoodie.

In his humanoid forms he likes to stretch across your lap or midriff. You can have him curl around you and use him as a giant pillow but neither of us would recommend it. He will wiggle a lot and you’ll most likely get a face full of tail wagging at the speed of sound.

Never go to the bathroom without locking the door. He does not knock half the time and won’t leave unless you yell at him. Personal space does not exist in Kalim world. Has so much love to give but not enough places to give it too.

If we’re talking about who’s the most cuddly with mc in story then it would be Silver (yes even more than Kalim). I touched upon this in another ask, Silver absolutely adores mc and would follow them to the end of time. He’s always near them if he can help it. Mc will sit at the table to do something and he’ll be doing a snooze at their feet. Then they decide not to do the thing there and move to the living room, Silver following behind groggily. He rarely even sleeps in his room (which is the attic) because of his desire to be close to them all the time. Nobody complains because he won’t sleep in the bed unless it’s his turn.

The big cuddle bugs to their masters (excluding the two above and Floyd cuz y’know it’s Floyd) are Ruggie, Rook, Malleus, Leona, Cheka, Che'nya, Jamil, and Azul.

Ruggie’s first few years of life were rough. He comes from the equivalent of a puppy mill in this scenario and he didn’t have anyone to rely on. The first time he felt unconditional love was when you rescued him from that awful place. He was barely alive and wouldn’t have lasted much longer if he’d been there longer. He gives back to you through acts of service and physical touch. He likes being able to curl up next to you for some scritches and the occasional rough housing in full animal form. Absolutely loves taking baths with you or getting a full pet spa treatment bath delivered specially by you. When he was little he would curl up under your shirt for a nap so please let him use your belly as a pillow while he takes a snooze under the blanket occasionally.

Azul and Jamil have similar back stories. Both were neglected in favor of other pets for being less appealing. They are both teenagers by the time you adopt them and to say your relationship started out rocky would be an understatement.

Jamil (black mamba) assumed you chose him to be your servant, as that is what he was trained and advertised as. The last thing he expected was to get his own room, the newest phone model, and a trip to the store so he could pick out his collar himself. He still keeps his distance and it takes awhile for him to let you past his walls. But I swear it’s worth it in the end. He only gets super cuddly when it’s cold out. You are a warm blooded mammal and he is a cold blooded reptile give him your body heat immediately. If allowed he will wrap as much of himself around you as possible for maximum warmth.

Puberty hit Azul like a truck. With that and him putting in the extra work to stay fit he went from being completely overlooked by anyone who walked by to being the one to make the most passersby stop for a look in the shop. And yet despite that, none decided to take him home. He tried everything, from showing off his superior intelligence to having the best voice. Nothing worked. Then in came you. You took one look, smushed your face against the glass, fogged it up whispering ‘I must have him’ when he looked at you, and ran off to find the nearest employee. It was very startling to him, especially because he was busy studying when you slammed your face into the glass right next to him. But he isn’t complaining. Now he gets to spend his days scamming making deals with customers to contribute to the household expenses. As a reward he expects all the hugs, all the snuggles, praise, kisses, etc. If you deprive him of his rightfully earned wages the crocodile tears will start so be ready.

Cheka is baby.

Leona is a lazy manticore that has decided you’re his favorite pillow. Be careful not to overheat.

Che’nya wants your attention 24/7 and will get it one way or another.

Rook’s love language is yes. You will not escape. Accept your fate.

You are Malleus’ first friend and the only one he considers worthy of being his master. He is touched starved and you are his meal. Bone apple teeth.

#twst centaur au #twst #twisted wonderland #twst au #malleus draconia #rook hunt #twst silver #centaur au #leona kingscholar #cheka kingscholar #chenya #cater diamond #trey clover #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #jamil viper #ruggie bucchi #kalim al asim

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krsnaradhika · 1 year

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This has to be my fav piece of writing because I remember typing it up while being absolutely very disappointed by a few people who were badmouthing my Kanha.

Also, this has a lot of description but a few of the plot. Kindly pardon if it's appalling. I am an amateur.

Lakshmis come home

Her archer fingers played the symphony of her bow, the armour on her auspicious frame gleaming when the resplendent rays clashed unfiltered on it. When the honey skin of Yadavi complimented a dark one, it was time for the brahmanda to know that VaasudevaShvaasaa herself had stepped in to rescue the pious.

The knells of doom and battle echoed through the warfield, the troops of either sides waiting with bated breaths for the call to mercilessly slash their armaments on the nemesis army. Seated on the PakshiRaja were BhuVaraha, whose duty and affection as the seed-giving parents behove them to end their biological progeny who had grown unrighteous under the influence of evil company and won't budge.

Kanha's bow which he wielded as Vishnu launched volleys of shafts, the lord of ascetics appearing like Yama himself to the unvirtuous. Brawn and dark physique as mighty as the son of wind, he was the sun to the zenith of darkness of immorality. Not only his unparalleled strength, the slayer of Kamsa possessed astute brains that were obstinate in putting an end to that gruesome war which had seen several noontides and matutinal golden hours by then.

"PrānaNāyaka," Satyabhama's breath was caught in her throat as she gazed at her lord, acquiescing to the ache building in his anatomy as the repercussion of the astra hurled at him. Her husband winced, ducking under the shade of Garuda who snapped his head back, anxiety clouding his sharp features.

For a few seconds black spots danced before the almighty's vision and when she reached out in the fit of panic and grief, he had passed out. From his wound, wine hued, hot liquid trickled out as it mingled with the tears of JagatMata, her breaths shuddering. Satyabhama looked back at Narakasura and there was no revealed epiphany in his eyes. In lieu, he stared at her with contempt and a smirk, pleased with himself and his villainous act.

For once she wanted to believe that her son would come back, acknowledging her to be his mother and the man he had chosen to fight with - his own father.

Varahi-LakshmiPati's union had resulted in Vishnu's seed to be implanted in the womb of Vishveshvari who saw no difference amidst her offsprings; unconditionally nourishing them from her resources. She wasn't just Prithvi, her nature was verily what the cosmos was built from.

"Our son shall be a bearer of strength. His name shall be taken by every entity of the three worlds," she reminisced her expansion as Bhudevi chiming to her consort who had encompassed her in his arms, love flowing in their veins like the beauteous waters of Yami. Her eyes had glinted, tears of elation troubling them as she caressed her belly, being able to feel the life swimming in it who was flourishing.

"Indeed," Hari husked, the future unfolding effortlessly before his hazel irises as a despondent curve of his lips was soon replaced by an enthusiastic one so as to not break her reverie. Squeezing his wife gently, he let his warmth lull her to a heavenly slumber.

The caterwaul of her own amshas haunted Satrajiti's subconscious, the man who had succumbed to his lust seemed no longer her Bhauma, her child. Instead, he was indeed Narakasura; a machiavellian and sinister demon who didn't hesitate even once in the path he chose to walk upon.

So she clenched her jaw, goaded by righteous fury and ceased her sight to invoke the most deadly weapon known to mankind not because of its potential, but the energy of its wielder. The sheer aureate bow blinded the Asura as KrishnaNayika let the arrow's end kiss her ear embellished with kamala kundalas. And when it was let loose, she knew she wouldn't regret any of it.

Kanha cracked an eye open, a small sanguine smile lighting his handsome features, not failing to notice how breath-taking his wife seemed even with those wild stray hair reprobating to be tamed. He looked at her as if she was the sun, warm and life-giving but tough to look at when even a little hard.

Her children were her children, she was not going to let one hurt the other. They were equal in all aspects and she was true vātsalya manifested.

However, nothing helped the fact that it hurt. But it is alright, isn't it? She questioned herself, falling silent when the throngs of mortals hailed the name and glory of NarakasuraMardini.

•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

His hazel eyes blazed with fury that bore the capability to burn the brahmanda to ashes. An indignant Yogeshvara snorted, his handsome features begrimed in hot splotches of exasperation at the sick and succiduous mentality of the society who dared to pose a question on the modesty of women who were faultless.

"We are grateful to you, your highness but you must understand the quagmire we have been pushed into," had said one of the amshas of his Lakshmi, who had been freed from the fortress of Bhauma. For, who was to be united with Hari if not Shri herself in multiple incarnations in Dvāpara to aid her lord in ensconcing righteousness?

"The society shall not accept us, GopīNātha."

"We have been robbed off all we had, our families won't take us back and you know it."

"Thus it would be appropriate if this earthen vessel is thrashed and our souls are liberated from a life of misery and torment alone."

"Be a little more generous, O offspring of Devaki, tell us what do we do if not get rid of this cadaver in the name of our bodies hounded by a monster? Where shall we go if not the doors of Kāla?"

16 thousand and a hundred of them, all alike.

16 thousand and one hundred women who were left to the mercy of a demon and he didn't leave a stone unturned to agonise them with his monstrous feats.

16 thousand and one hundred stories of unending grief, of scars, of bruises naked to the irises and masked in the hearts. Their narrations would be perverted with the flow of fickle time as unrighteousness shall once again commence to prevail in the epoch of Kaliyuga.

He was aware of how the people would predict it.

How he would be questioned time and again, much like his manifestation of Raghava.

And the jewel of Yadavas chose to take it upon himself if his ladies would be living a life they deserved thereafter.

Cacophonies infused with blood curdling cachinnation resounded in the brumous ambience. His darling Bhama was by his side, her archer palms squeezing his which held the Sudarshana and reminded him of her never ending affection, devotion and support for him. With an assuring blink of her lotus eyes, Satrajiti dazzled him with a grin that seemed to have breathed life in him again.

"Hearken, O women of virtue and piousness - those who have verily Vaani, Shri and Gauri residing in them," his grand vox soused in sincerity addressed the throngs built at the ill-starred castle. "Bowing to the Prakriti in you, I plead you not to succumb before the evil by sacrificing yourselves."

He further trudged ahead, a plethora of emotions coalescing in him but everything was overshadowed by his unconditional love. The mighty Sāranga bow dematerialised in thin air from his robust arms as his lips curved in his signature gentle smile. KarunāSāgara's aura outshined the Sūrya and Chandramā for he was the source of everything in existence and his lotus eyes twinkled like the stars sitting on the dark raiment of caelum.

"I want you all to be cognizant of the fact that you have committed no crime to be exposed to the cruelty of society and fate," Satyabhama's Madhava stated this time, "And this you shall be known as Dvarakadhipati's brides with a position no lesser than any Queen of Dvaravati. Come what may, everyone and anyone might utter whatever their mind commands; but Dvaraka shall always be your haven, your home."

#krishna #krishnablr #kanha #satyabhama #satrajiti #krishnapatni #lakshmi #vishnu #bhudevi #dhruvi writes

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cherrywhipped · 2 years

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free play ❦

(main story 11)

Reader x Mikey, Mitsuya, Draken, Baji, Kazutora, Takemichi, Smiley, Angry, Pah-chin, Peh-yan, Yamagishi, Makoto, Takemichi, Hanma, Kisaki, Yasuhiro, Akkun, Takuya, Naoto, Emma, Hina, Shinichiro & maybe more ;))

CW: reader makes first choice!! swearing, mention of alcohol/drinking, illegal/Toman activity, fighting, nudity, skrippers, drugs, danger 🙂 (no smut content but be wary of other mature content) this do be a TOMAN party 🧍‍♀️

A/n: I tried to do gn!reader but there may be some mistakes ;-; hope you enjoy anyway, y/n! ALSO I DO NOT ENDORSE ANYTHING MENTIONED HERE—THIS IS JUST A STORY FOR FUN DON’T DO DRUGS BBY ♡♡♡♡

“Yo, Takemichi, where are we?” You ask as his driver pulled the lux car up to the curb of a formalwear shop.

“So, no offense, y/n, you really do look great!! It’s just… as a Toman exec, I can’t have you showing up with me underdressed or anything…” he stumbled over his words. “I-I mean, what you’re wearing is nice! I just feel responsible since I invited you to help dress you up or—” Takemichi nervously scratched at the back of his neck. Never change, Hanagaki.

“Are you serious?” You put on your most convincing threatening tone.

“Y/n, I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean—!”

“EEP! Takemichi, I’m playing!! This is insane!! But are you sure you’re okay with this? I can pay you back but it’ll be a few weeks…” you fumbled with your bag.

“NO no no I insist, just… think of it as an early birthday present or something. Anyway, let’s find you an outfit for tonight.” He smiled wide at you as he helped you out of the car. You couldn’t believe it.

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“How’s this?” You sashayed around on the fitting room block in your dream attire, eyes twinkling at your own reflection in the mirror.

“Wow y/n, you’ve really grown up…” he admired your figure from his seat in the fitting room area. “You look fantastic. One more thing though.” He gestured to an attendant, and they quickly rushed out of the room. When they returned, the most nauseatingly gorgeous diamond accessory was brought to you. [earrings, a necklace/chain, bracelet, pick your fav jewelry]

“That’s it. You’re all set, y/n. Ready, beautiful?” You nearly fainted at his gesture. Was he trying to seduce you or something?? You wondered if he was still seeing Hina.

“Mhmm, I think…” you affirmed softly. Takemichi took your hand and escorted you back to the car.

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You arrived at the function after a 20 minute drive that felt like hours. You weren’t sure if you were ready for all of this…

“Hanagaki, um,” you paused nervously, “thank you. Really, thank you so much.” He could hear the quiver in your voice, so cute!!

“Of course!! C’mon, I’ll take you to the main room.” The chauffeur opened the door for you and offered a hand to help you exit the car. You followed Takemichi down the sidewalk lined with flowers and marble pillars, literally straight out of a dream. There was a large awning and patio area with a full bar, catering, and plenty of cozy seating.

“This is the side entrance,” he said. You had to stop your jaw from dropping.

“This isn’t the main area..?” Takemichi led you through the patio door into the largest room you’ve ever seen. The floors were polished and golden brown, the ceiling made you dizzy if you looked straight up. Chandeliers, food for miles, inviting tables and drink stations at every corner. This was insane.

“The restroom is upstairs to the right, and if you want a tour of the rest of the place, anybody here can help you!” Takemichi smiled as he was stopped by several men. Wh-?? He better not leave you the first 5 minutes!! You waited and tried to steal glances at the group. Who were they?

“Guys, do you remember y/n?? I told you I’d bring them!!” Takemichi gently placed a hand on your back and guided you closer to the circle. You made eye contact with a tall man with strawberry hair and oh my god.

“AKKUN?!” You nearly screamed.

“Y/N, WOW!” He blushed and grinned as he pulled you in for a hug.

“Holyy shit. Look at you guys!! This is really the same Mizo mid crew??” You couldn’t contain your surprise and excitement. You felt yourself relax a bit after seeing them.

“Oh c’mon, you really didn’t recognize us?” Yamagishi playfully rolled his eyes and went in for a hug next.

“Y/n, I can’t believe it!!” Makoto squeezed you and slightly lifted you off your feet.

“Don’t forget me!!” Takuya bumped Makoto out of the way to embrace you last.

“God, come have a drink with us and catch up, y/n! It’s been so long.” Akkun pleaded.

Have a drink with Akkun and the Mizo mid crew?

Or, explore the

rest of the mansion?

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“Aww, thank you, but I’ll have to catch up with you guys later! Gotta make the rounds first.” You say sweetly.

“Sure thing! We’ll be over here for a while so just come find us!” Akkun and the crew waved at you and headed over to a nearby table. Takemichi lagged behind to speak to you.

“You need anything, y/n? I’m gonna go chat over here for a bit.”

“Have you seen Emma or Hina? I’d love to find them.” You ask.

“Emma-chan is probably upstairs in one of the party rooms, and Hina… ah, I don’t really know. Sorry.” He shuffled awkwardly. Did you say something wrong?

“Oh, no worries! See ya later, Michi!!” You quickly kiss him on the cheek and turn towards the stairs.

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Your fingertips danced over the glossy handrails. Party rooms, party rooms… all of the doors upstairs looked the same, there was no telling what was going on in any of them. Takemichi said the restroom was to the far right. You decided to work your way over from left to right. As you walked by, one of the middle doors was propped open— you could see several tables with buckets of bottles in the middle, and… desserts?? You weren’t sure if you should go in.

As you walked to the far left door, maniacal laughter spilled out from inside the room. You stood there listening, beginning to worry what you might find up here. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around you tightly, scaring the fuck out of you.

“Y/N!!!!!!!!” They squealed.

“WHAAH!??” You startled.

“IM SO SORRY I JUST DIDN’T THINK I’D EVER SEE YOU AGAIN!!” You turned around to meet a tipsy Emma, face flushed and golden eyes wide, peering at you with a heartfelt expression.

“MY GOD, EMMA!!!” You returned her hug and happily jumped around with her. “How have you been???”

“GOOD!! Draken brought me here, but I haven’t seen him since!! Ah, I wanna talk to you, but there’s plenty of time to catch up. For now, let’s have fun together!! I was just about to go in Room A!” She was smiling like crazy, standing there holding your hand. You blushed and marveled at her beauty.

“Uh-, party room… A?” You questioned, a bewildered expression crossing your face.

“YEAH Room A is this door right here. To the right is B, that open door is C but we call it the champagne room, and the last door is a lounge but it connects to the upstairs rooms. Anyway, c’mon!!! I can help introduce you to all those people we talked about years ago!” She tugged you along with her through the double doors.

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You weren’t sure what was happening. Wasn’t this a formal event? You read stories about how rich people parties were hyped up on the outside but actually lame as hell… but then you remembered, this was a gang party. This was Toman VIP, not just any group of dickheads with heavy pockets and too much time on their hands. It all started to sink in, and the added edge you felt being in a place with dangerous people heightened your senses and excitement.

In the room, music played at a comfortable volume, and there was a mini bar at the very back. Tables and chairs lined the walls (many of them taken), and an elevated platform stood in the center of the room with a pole. Around the platform was clear space on the ground for dancing. Women in little to no clothing were scattered about. For an upstairs corner, this room was pretty damn big.

“CMERE CMERE,” someone with choppy, rosy-pink hair yelled over the music, leaning on the platform, eyes fixed on the dancer. She lowered herself to his eye level. He spoke inaudibly as he gestured, to which she nodded and turned around. You were waiting to see what happened next when-

“Y/N!! Come on!! I’ll introduce you to my brothers!!” Hoolllyyy fuck. You took a second to process what just happened and looked back at the pink-haired guy as you walked. He was propped against the platform with his head thrown back and his eyes closed, deep scars visible on the sides of his upturned mouth. Oof, you didn’t understand why but you really really really wanted to go talk to him. Or maybe you really didn’t. Your mind was spinning.

“Y/n, this is my-” Em was cut off by one man’s loud voice.

“So why are we here, Mikey?” His long, silky black hair shined under the fluorescent light.

“Relax, Baji. I thought it was about time you three made up. Shin wasn’t ever mad in the first place, he knew all you wanted was to make me—” the blonde began.

“Shut the fuck up, Mikey. I told you I messed up, I payed for it, didn’t I? Can we please just drop it? I’m sure he doesn’t want to look at us any longer than he has to.” The guy with the tiger tattoo on his neck said as he tried to leave.

“Yikes, bad timing. Sorry, y/n.” Emma spoke in a low tone. She tried to sneak away, but before she could…

“Oi, Emma-chan!” The blonde said cheerfully.

“Emmmaaaaa, I thought we told you to stay downstairs.” The brunette chimed in playfully. “Sigh, I’m over this shit guys, let’s just try to get along today, mkay? The past is the past.” He stood up from the table and made his way over to you. “S’who’s this?” He asked with a grin.

“Oh haha! Shinichiro this is y/n, Takemichi’s and my childhood friend. Y/n, this is one of my brothers,” she said awkwardly.

“Mmmm…” Shinichiro mused as his face came dangerously close to yours. “I like ‘em. Wanna hang with us for a bit?”

. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*☆ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ .・゜゜・　　・゜゜・．｡･ﾟﾟ･　　･ﾟﾟ･｡

Next chapter, you’ll have another choice!! ٩( 'ω' )و

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im-just-confused · 7 months

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A New Animatronic In The Plex

A/N:

this is basically just me introducing an oc of mine plus some of how they interact with the other animatronics. (I went a bit off the rails with Monty’s part I’m so sorry 😭)

ALSO! I plan to write a part 2 to this featuring Sun and Moon. (Theirs may be a bit longer cause they’re my favs)

Honestly this may just turn into a bit of a series of oneshots featuring Fifi. Depends on how often I write :)

Please leave any thoughts or ideas, I’m always open to suggestions and this work has not been proofread. thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Summary:

There's a new animatronic in the pizzaplex, who are they and what do the others think?

Imagine the new animatronic: Fifi the Cat that has a room dedicated to chill convos and naps for the teenagers in the Pizzaplex. They have golden stars all over their indigo body that glow because her QuietTime room has dim lights.

Speaking of, the QuietTime room entry has floor length, blue curtains with lots of gold beads that lightly clack together when you walk through them. With soft pillows and lavish arm chairs decorating the area, the room has an instant calming effect. There are a few side tables near each chair and one main wooden table with pillows surrounding it, encouraging people to chat.

The Animatronic is a little shorter than the rest, they were going for a cutesy look, standing at around 5’7”.

Fifi makes tea for her guests along with having a stash of dried fruit that they keep on the table.

Fifi will talk to their guests and is asked to read to them surprisingly often.

There is a stack of pillows in the corner of the room so kids can just take a pillow and sit wherever they want.

Fifi doesn’t keep games in the room and has to remind the kids that if they’re feeling like doing something louder then there is a bunch of other fun places to visit in the Pizzaplex. It makes her metal ears droop slightly when they hear the disappointment coming from the teens. She tries her best to cheer them up but more often than not, they go to the other areas of the Pizzaplex.

She doesn’t see much of the other animatronics either, and unbeknownst to her, they actually didn’t know of her existence for the first few weeks of her being at the Pizzaplex. They all had mixed reactions when they found out.

Freddy had felt awful. He was the first to encounter Fifi and was shocked that no one had thought to introduce her to the others. However, he soon became upset that she hadn’t had any animatronic friends up until that point. He ended up sitting in the QuietTime room with her for at least an hour after closing, just chatting and trying his best to be the most amazing friend.

Chica, who was next to meet Fifi, had also felt bad, but she was much more excited to have a new friend!! She had asked all about the tea that Fifi serves and if she had to stay in this room, because she wants to give Fifi a full tour! When she’s told that she’s only seen her rooms and a little of the surrounding area Chica launched into stories about the rest of the Pizzaplex and the other animatronics.

Roxy meets Fifi soon after Chica. Roxy was apprehensive at first. The cat animatronic was no longer in the comfort of her QuietTime room, making her a little skittish. Roxy found her behaviour strange at first, paired with the fact that she’s never seen this animatronic before, she was a little distant. However, after being caught up on her role in the Pizzaplex, and a bit of casual conversation, Roxy warmed up to Fifi quite a bit.

Monty was the last of the main animatronics to meet Fifi. Surprisingly, he wasn’t introduced to her by any of the other animatronics. A few days after meeting Roxy and Chica, Fifi was starting to leave her room more and more. Eventually, on one of her late night outings, she heard some thrashing and crashing and decided to see what was happening. Curiosity killed the cat. But not this time! When she stumbled across Monty, pacing and growling, a few overturned or broken chairs surrounding him, she couldn’t help but worry for him. She softly announced her presence with a meek,

“Hello…” Monty’s head snapped in her direction. After noticing his fuming red eyes, she was quick to introduce herself and her role in the Pizzaplex. As she spoke, Monty found himself slightly calmer, he could still feel anger buzzing inside of him but he wasn’t running rampant. Soon, they were engaged in a soft conversation about the QuietTime room and how Fifi runs it.

Now, whenever Monty begins to feel that buzz of anger inside of him, he makes his way to the QuietTime room, sitting in a secluded corner and occasionally responding to Fifi until he feels calm enough to go back out to the rest of the Pizzaplex.

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