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“can’t you draw something besides osc fanart for once? give us some ocs, give us some that AREN’T object show related, we’ll appreciate it!”
well well well, I’m a lazy burnt piece of toast and I don’t feel like making any oc stuff currently. Non-cringey lore is hard to make, and all the interesting ocs I have ARE object show related! I’d love to introduce my ocs but they don’t get as much attention as the object show art I do. That’s my only issue
#charlizard’s rabble ransoms#planning on showing off them soon tho#just be patient#pleeease#oc stuff#just ask me if you do want to see some of my oc junk tho#I’ll gladly show ya!#Meep merp#vent ish#jeez
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radio
pairing: the genz!driver x team x 23!grid
summary: some team radios of our beloved genz!driver
warnings: some swearing
note: oh i hope you all will like what i did here, it took me a hot minute, soo, pls don’t be a ghost reader
our genz!driver doesn’t drive for a specific team (pls imagine which ever is your fav), so the colours of the team radio will be violet, bc it’s not used :)
masterlist / taglist
Bahrain 2023
Q2
- „Okay y/n, you made it into Q2! Let’s keep that same pace you had in Q1“
- „Oh did you hear that? Where did Oscar place??“
- „Piastri is out in Q1, P18“
- „Wooh!! Oscar owes me 50 bucks!!! He lost the bet, he lost it! He didn’t think I’d out-qualify him!“
End of Qualifying
- „Good job, y/l/n! Thats P12 for you! Great start of the season“
- „Yeah baby! I’m the new Smooth Operator, Smooth Operator!“
Race
- „Uhm guys, I think there’s something wrong with my car…“
- „What is it, y/n?“
- „I just overtook Charles, how is that even possible?! Wtf guys, am I that fast?“
- „Oh my god, y/n, you had me stressed out here. I really thought you had technical problems for a second“
- „No worries, I’m just faster than a Ferrari“
—
- „Radio check“
- „It’s a cruel summer!“
—
- „Tell me, tell me how we finished, how I finished?!“
- „P11 baby!“
- „Uh, yeah, who’s almost in the points?!“
- „YOU!“
—
Saudi Arabia 2023
FP2
- „Tell me, is Danny here?“
- „Yea, why?“
- „Can you tell him I said hi? Please“
- „Uhm, sure I can, why?“
- „I just promised him yesterday I‘d give him a shoutout from the track, hahaha“
Q1
- „Okay, y/n, let’s get into Q3 today!“
- „Let’s gooooo!“
- „Could you not scream into the coms, please?“
- „WOHOO!“
- „y/n…“
- „Love you“
- „I don’t…“
- „You totally do“
- „I don’t“
- „You dooooo“
Q2
- „P12, good job y/n“
- „Could’ve gone better“
- „It’s a good result, y/n“
- „But still no Q3“
- „Hey, y/n, cheer up, it’s the same result as last race“
- „I thought we improved, I thought I improved“
- „We can still climb up the ladder“
- „As if, I’m not good enough for that many overtakes, I can defend, but that… I don’t know man“
- „Hey hey, listen to me, y/n. You deserve that spot in F1, you’re young and you’re learning with every race, with every test. I know you’ll be champion one day. Maybe not this race, but you’re gonna go far, kid“
- „…“
- „Are you crying, hahaha?“
- „Let me be emotional, dipshit“
- „Oh Lando is gonna have a field day with this, hahaha“
- „Please don’t show that to Lando“
- „Come to the garage first and we can discuss it“
Race
- „Radio check, y/n“
- „Vamos a la playa“
- „Loud and clear…“
—
- „FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, SHIT, SHIT, DAMN, WHY DOES IT NEVER GO MY WAY?!“
- „Unfortunate events, retire the car, y/n“
- „UNFORTUNATE?! STROLL JUST STOPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD AND I HAD TO BREAK SO HARD NOT TO CRASH INTO HIM THAT I CRASHED INTO THE WALL!“
- „It is what it is“
- „Don’t meme me, I’m mad… haha, okay, thank you“
Australia 2023
Q2
- „Good pace, y/n, let’s keep it that way and we’ll make it into Q3“
- „Alrighty mighty“
- „Cringe“
—
- „AND THATS P9 FOR YOU“
- „Huh?“
- „P9“
- „I’m into Q3?! Am I really?“
- „Yes! Yes you are!“
Q3
- „Whoop, whoop, that’s the sound of the police“
- „Whoop, whoop, that’s the sound that I need“
- „P10 baby“
- „P10!“
Race
- „Hi y/n, you’re doing really good out there, bring 'em home for me, will ya?“
- „Danny?“
- „Yes?“
- „Hi Danny“
- „Hi, y/n! You’re currently P9, with 0.548s to Piastri“
- „Okay“
- „Let’s push and stay in the points!“
—
- „YOU‘VE CROSSED THE FINISH LINE AS 7TH!!!“
- „THOSE ARE 6 POINTS, RIGHT?“
- „YES!“
- „It’s all because of Danny!“
- „I’ll gladly let him know“
Miami 2023
Race
- „I- help!“
- „What’s going on? y/n talk to me“
- „I don’t think my break is working“
- „y/n, we are going to retire then, box box“
- „I’ll try for one more lap“
- „No you won’t“
- „I will“
—
- „I think it’s fine“
- „…“
- „Yea, it’s fine, I can brake normally, hihi, sorry for the worries“
- „You’re a menace, y/n“
Monaco 2023
FP1
- „Monaco baby, the land of pretty people and expensive things, I am home“
- „Why’s that, you’re not from Monaco, y/n“
- „I am pretty and expensive therefore I am home“
Race
- „Radio check, y/n“
- „NOT NOW“
- „Noted“
—
- „I don’t feel pretty“
- „Sucks for you“
- „Man, that’s a shit move“
- „Sucks“
—
- „Okay y/n, you’re currently P11 with 0.639s behind DeVries, let’s push to P10“
- „DeVries? Nyck is P10? What happened?“
- „I don’t know, let’s just push him off of P10“
- „Harsh“
- „I’m a bad bitch“
- „Fuck that bitch“
—
- „Great job, y/n P10!“
- „Where is DeVries?“
- „P12“
- „Who overtook him?“
- „Bottas“
- „HAH!“
- „Be nice“
- „Ugh“
Montréal 2023
FP3
- „You are currently P3, I repeat, you are currently placed on P3“
- „Who’s pranking me? Max? Lando?“
- „No one, you ARE P3!“
- „WHAT?!“
- „Let’s take that pace into qualifying“
- „Uhm, yea, definitely“
Q2
- „What’s my time?“
- „1:18.725“
- „And Max‘s?“
- „1:19.092“
- „WHAT?“
- „You are P1, y/n“
- „Are you kidding me?“
- „I would never“
- „Mhm, but really? P1?“
- „I swear to god, P1“
Q3
- „Fuck! Shit! Holy macaroni fucking meatballs! I crashed, I repeat, I crashed“
- „Yea, we saw, retire the car“
Race
- „P7, good job!“
- „Thanks…“
- „Oh and y/n, you’ve been voted driver of the day“
- „Really?“
- „Really“
- „Firstly, I wanna thank the ground, because without it, I wouldn’t be standing here today“
- „That only works if you’re really standing somewhere, y/n, you’re sitting in an F1 car“
- „Then I’d like to thank my F1 car…“
- „I deactivated your coms“
Austria 2023
Sprint Shootout
- „What exactly is a Sprint really?“
- „Oh my god, really y/n?“
- „No… of course not…“
—
- „Great job, you placed P13“
- „Mhm, thanks… I‘m thirsty“
- „…“
- „Did no one hear me? I want my drink, where is the drink?“
- „You will not have the drink“
- „Oh you waited so long for that, didn’t you?“
- „No…, yes“
- „Kimi is a legend.“
Sprint
- „I don’t like this Sprint thingy“
- „Why?“
- „I don’t know, just because“
—
- „P15“
- „No good job?“
- „Not today“
- „Understandable“
Race
- „I want to go home, I am tired of this“
- „What?“
- „It’s getting boring with Max always leading and winning“
- „Thats why we need to push as hard as we can“
- „As if I’ll ever overtake Max“
- „One day, y/n, one day“
- „But not today, that’s why I want to go home“
- „You can’t“
- „Loser“
Silverstone 2023
FP2
- „Why do I not see Charles on the grid?“
- „Why do you have time to look at the screen and not see Charles on there?“
- „You should be driving“
- „I am“
- „Clearly not fast enough“
- „Hey, I am faster than you think“
- „You are currently driving with a speed of 156 km/h“
- „How do you know that..?“
- „I am your race engineer, I know everything“
- „Did you know that I just farted, hahaha?“
- „Unfortunately“
- „Hihi“
- „You’re gross“
- „Thank you“
- „Welcome“
—
Race
- „If Lewis stands on that podium, he owes me a dinner“
- „And if he doesn’t?“
- „I owe him a pity dinner“
- „And if you stand on that podium?“
- „Thats unrealistic, that’s why we didn’t bet on it“
- „True“
- „HEY!“
- „You said it first!“
- „Not a reason for you to call it out!“
- „Women“
- „I heard that“
- „You were supposed to“
- „Less talking, more driving!“
- „Yes boss“
- „Yes boss“
—
- „Omg, omg, omg, tell me I crossed that line without a single penalty and we don’t get a grid penalty? Please tell me this is true?“
- „YOU ARE P4 Y/N“
- „Am I really?“
- „Yes!“
- „If it weren’t for the safety car you would’ve been P3!“
- „I don’t care! It’s my best result so far!“
- „So near and yet so far“
- „Lew is P3?“
- „Yep“
- „P4 and I get a free dinner from Lew, what a day“
- „Be proud and loud“
- „WOOHOO!!!“
- „Maybe not so loud…“
- „Sorry not sorry“
Hungary 2023
FP1
- „Oh Danny Ric is back on the grid!“
- „Mhm“
- „Aren’t you happy to see my favourite person driving again?“
- „Totally“
- „Be happy!“
- „Okay…“
—
- „Oh… I just passed Danny“
- „You are on your flying lap, he needs to let you pass..?“
- „Yeah… but he needs a positive experience on his first race back…“
- „HES THE ENEMY“
- „He’s my best friend…“
- „Does he know that?“
- „Uhm, I hope so“
Race
- „Tell Lando he’s doing a great job“
- „Just drive“
- „Okay…“
—
- „Lando says thank you, by the way“
- „For what?“
- „Just forget it“
- „Okay“
—
- „Oh, for that! You’re welcome, Landi“
- „It took you 4 laps to realise“
- „My brain is sometimes slow, let me be“
- „I would if I could“
—
- „Oh how I hate Perez“
- „It’s mutual“
- „Hihi“
—
- „Radio check“
- „I am so glad that the summer break is right in front of me, just 33 more laps and it’s me chilling on the beach, getting tan and reading good books and you know, that’s how my dream life looks like and…“
- „How can she be so talkative but still be on for a podium? It’s a mystery for me“
- „And Lando and me oh and Danny will go on vacation together. Maybe Lewis will come as well. I want to go to the Maldives but we’ll see. Oh and you know what would be cool? If we really…“
- „Is she still talking? Yep…“
- „I could learn how to surf and eat loads of stuff and just relax“
- „So you finally decided to stop speaking and concentrate on the race? Great job, y/n“
- „Thanks!“
—
- „Thats P5 for you! What a race to start the summer break“
- „Thank you so much“
- „We’ll see us in 3 weeks!“
- „Byeeeee“
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Hazbin Hotel: Episode 1 p1
Overture
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(3rd POV)
"Once upon a time, there was a glowing city protected by golden gates known as Heaven. It was ruled by beings of pure light. Angels that worshiped good and shielded all from evil. Lucifer was one of these angels. He was a dreamer with fantastical ideas for all of creation. But he was seen as a troublemaker by the elders of Heaven.
For they felt his way of thinking was dangerous to the order of their world. So he watched as the angels began to expand the universe in their ways. From the dust of Earth, they created Adam and Lilith. Equals as the first of mankind, but despite this, Adam demanded control and Lilith refused.
Drawn in by her fierce independence, Lucifer found her and the two rebellious dreamers fell deeply in love. Together, they wished to share the magic of free will with humanity, offering the fruit of knowledge to Adam’s new bride, Eve, who gladly accepted.
But this gift came with a curse.
For with this single gift, evil finally found its way to Earth. With it, a new realm of darkness and sin, and the order Heaven worked hard to maintain was shattered. As punishment for their reckless act, Heaven cast Lucifer and his love into the dark pit he created, never allowing him to see the good that came from Humanity, only the cruel and the wicked.
Ashamed, Lucifer lost his will to dream.
But Lilith thrived, empowering a demon-kind with her voice and her songs. And as the numbers of Hell grew, so did its power. Threatened by this, Heaven made a truly heartless decision, that every year, they would send down an army: an extermination to ensure Hell and its sinners could never rise against them.
But Lilth’s hope remained. And her dream was passed down to their precious children, the Prince and Princess of Hell.”
A pale hand closed the story book, as a young woman held a key close to her, looking downcast. “Don’t worry Mom, I’ll make you proud.” She whispered, gazing out the window, listening to the screams outside.
“Charlie?” a voice called startling the young woman. “Augh!” she yelped, as her key turned into a cat, who ran away to hide. Charlie winced before turning to the other woman, “Vaggie! Did you hear all that?” she asked.
“Uh, yeah. I was standing right there.” smiled the woman, pointing at the door. “Sorry, I get pretty worked up after an extermination happens. The story helps.” Charlie frowned, staring at the book. “I know, don’t worry. I enjoy your theatrics. Are you okay?” Vaggie asked, sitting next to the blonde demoness. “I’m fine, just–ya know thinking about family stuff.” “DId you hear your from your mom yet?” Charlie shook her head sadly.
“Oof, how long has it been now?”
“Not that long…only…..seven….years. Off doing something important, I’m sure.” Together the women stood up, to look outside the window. “But this kingdom was something she really cared about; something I care about.” Charlie hugged herself, smiling wistfully.
“Well, at least you’re not alone.” Vaggie soothed, holding Charlie’s hands.”I just hope that what I’m trying to do here will work.” Charlie admitted. “It will. I have faith in you.” the white haired woman smiled, cupping Charlie’s cheek.
“All right, come on. Alastor says he’s got something he wants to show us.” Vaggie walked out of the room, Charlie going to follow her, before hearing the church bell ring outside. She turned to look out at the clock as it rang, signaling the end of the extermination. Charlie sighed before heading downstairs.
*Downstairs*
“Well, hello there, you wayward sinner!” A cheery voice, on the television, called out to a demon currently stabbing another on the street, making the two look around confusedly. “Do you like blood, violence and depravity of a sexual nature? Of course you do, that’s why you’re in Hell! But what would you say if there was a place that had none of that?” questioned the voice as more sinners popped up, varying emotions from annoyance to confusion. The camera then zoomed to reveal the hotel.
“Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! A misguided path to redemption!” the camera then pushed into Charlie’s personal space as she was mid conversation, before she noticed the camera and she smiled and waved nervously. A spider demon appeared behind her, using all four of his hands to give the demoness bunny ears behind her head and on the side. “Founded 5 days ago by Lucifer’s delusional daughter, Charlotte Morningstar! Come place your faith in her inexperienced hands as she tries to work through her daddy issues by fixing you!”
The television showed a picture of Lucifer facing away from Charile as she hugged herself, tears in her eyes. Then it showed Charlie attempting to convince sinners to join.
“Here we offer fun things! Such as somewhat functional staff.” The camera showed a grumpy cat demon who was clearly drunk as he face planted into the bar. A little cyclops woman scurried around him, chasing a bug with a giant needle in her arm, with a maniacal grin on her face, as she attempted to stab the bug.
“24 hour pest control! Custom rooms, and just look at this tacky parlor!” The camera panned out to show a piece of wood falling near the spider demon from earlier who was lounging on a couch, clearly bored as he examined his finger nails. “Enjoy riveting conversation with our singular resident.”
The spider sent the camera a middle finger, making an effect of the word Wow appear on screen, changing to show a crudely drawing of the hotel with different notes and smiley faces with a large toothy grin. “Wow! All this and more at the Hazbin Hotel. Your last desperate attempt at salvation starts here!” On the screen, appeared: “Call now or don’t! I don’t care! We still don’t have a working phone!”
The TV shut off as the audience in the room sat around, emotions varying from anger, shock, and disbelief. “So, what’d ya think?”asked a grinning deer demon, dressed head to toe in red and black.
“I’m sorry, what the FUCK was that?” scowled Vaggie, arms crossed. “Uh, yeah, one note. Alastor…” Charlie started, ignoring how the demon’s smile tightened. “I mean, first off, thank you so much for making this, seriously, amazing, but um..” Charlie played with her fingers as she tried to explain her thoughts, “The tone was maybe a bit..off?” Alastor tilted his head as she continued.
“We want people to WANT to come here. This makes it look–um..” “Bad. The word you’re looking for is bad.” Vaggie snarled, crossing her arms.
“Funny, I was going for hilarious!” Alastor laughed. “It didn’t explain anything about how we’re trying to save demons, which is the whole fucking point!”
“Vaggie is right, Alastor. The commercial was to let sinners know we are trying to save them.” called a smooth voice from another armchair. The male was sitting on the chair, his legs over the arm of the chair, and the cat from earlier purring in his arms, as he stroked her back. This was the Prince of Hell, Heir to the Throne, and Charlie’s big brother, (Y/N).
“Well, my dear (Y/N), I haven’t been active in Hell for some time, and everyone remembers me from my radio show. The proper way to express oneself!” Alastor turned to the TV with a clear disdain written over his ever grinning face.
“But you insisted on this noisy picture box advertisement. So I had a little fun with it.” “Oh fun, you had a little fun?” Vaggie snapped, before standing. “Well, this is not what we want to represent us. When you showed up here, a week ago, you told us you would help run this hotel. Instead, you’re mocking us. Nobody’s going to want to come to a place that a powerful Overlord like you thinks is a waste of time.” Vaggie hissed before the 4 noticed a red hand waving in the air.
“What?” snapped Vaggie as (Y/N) started to walk towards the bar.
“If’n you’re filimin’ a commercial, can I suggest you take advantage of the talented celebrity you have right here?” The spider demon from earlier, sat up lazily, grabbing the bottle of alcohol with him, and winked at the people, gesturing to himself.
“Angel, you’re a porn star.” Vaggie deadpanned.
“A famous porn star.” Corrected Angel, as (Y/N) came back and sat next to the spider, with a strawberry Daiquiri in his hand.
“I’ll have the horniest sinners knockin’ down these walls to get in.” The white furred spider grinned smugly, before swinging his legs over (Y/N)’s lap, clearly comfortable. “We are not shooting a porn as a commerical.” Vaggie said firmly.
“Why not? Sex sells, don’t it?” Angel winked. “I swear, if you film me going at it with Sexy Princey or Mr FancyTalk Creep Voice here, you’d be rollin’ in participants to stay at this tacky hotel.”. Alastor laughed loudly before deadpanning. “Haha! Never going to happen.”
The bespectacled prince cleared his throat nervously, cheeks a slight red as he tried to compose himself. “A-Angel, we appreciate you wanting to use your ‘special skills’ to, um, attract folks to the hotel. But I–WE, meant to say WE don’t want to exploit you in that way.”
(Y/N) smiled at the spider demon who grinned, leaning into the prince’s space, close to his ear, and purred, “But what if I want you to exploit me……..Daddy?” “HAHA! OKAY!”
(Y/N) yelped, before using his wings to quickly fly up and over by the bar, startling Angel who then smirked knowingly at the demon.
Turning towards the girls, Angel continued to talk, “This body was made to be exploited, baby. I’ve got the arms, I got the stamina, I got the legs, I got the lung capacity. Oh, oh! I have the legs, the gag reflex, the holes, the chest fluff everyone thinks are tits..” Charlie laughed uncomfortably as Angel continued talking.
(Y/N)’s phone started ringing, making the prince roll his eyes and walk away, answering his phone. “I’ll be right back.”
He turned the corner, and grinned deviously as he answered the phone, “What up, bitch!”
*Back with the others*
“Hey, I have a question. If freaky face over there is so powerful, then why can’t he just make people stay here?” Angel asked suddenly, pointing at Alastor.
“Oh trust me, I can.” Alastor grinned darkly, briefly showing his horns.
“Why do you think I’m here?” A gruff voice called from the bar, making everyone turn to the bar, towards the grumpy cat from earlier.
“You think I’d be cleaning bottles and listen to you fucks’ bitch and moan, if he wasn’t forcing me.” The bartender hissed as the little cyclops appeared next to him, grinning.
“I like being forced.” She giggled.
“Keep that to yourself, Niff.” grimaced the cat demon.
“What, you don’t love being here with me, Whiskers?” Angel mocked, making a kissy face.
“Call me whiskers again, and I’ll jam that bottle down your throat.” the cat threatened.
“Kinky! C’mon, keep talking dirty.” grinned Angel, narrowing his eyes at the cat.
“Angel, let Husk do his job. And no, we can’t force people to stay here; they need to choose to.” Vaggie stated.
“I’m choosing to be here, and I think it’s all stupid. We’re in Hell, toots.” Angel shrugged, “That’s kind of the end of the line, ain’t it?”
“Well, maybe it doesn’t have to be.” Charlie smiled. “Just because no one’s ever made it out, doesn’t mean it’s not possible.”
Angel placed a hand on Charlie’s shoulder as he leaned down to her height. “Hey, whatever means I can keep crashing here rent free.” The women shot him a deadpanned look, and he scowled. “Crack is expensive.”
(Y/N) quickly came and grabbed Charlie by the arm, grinning excitedly. “Char, come with me!” Charlie yelped as her brother pulled her around the corner.
“Woah, (Y/N), what’s going on?”
“So the leader of the Angel Army wants to meet…and I managed to convince Dad to let me send you to talk to them instead.”
Charlie tilted her head. “Why me? You usually take care of stuff like that.”
“Because, Char, you are the princess of Hell,and I think you’re old enough to start partaking in stuff like this. And.. you can use this as an opportunity to try to convince Heaven to give your Hotel a chance. “ (Y/N) prompted.
“Ooh! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Charlie hugged her brother before rushing to tell Vaggie. (Y/N) going to lean on the couch, as Vaggie questioned Charlie. “But the extermination just happened. What could they want this soon after?”
Charlie started singing and twirled Vaggie who replied dizzily, “Okay but just don’t sing to them.”
“That bitch is half way down the street.” (Y/N) and Angel laughed, with the others looking out the door, watching the princess sing.
“Is she–?” Vaggie asked, worriedly.
“Oh, she’s dancin’.” Angel tossed his head back, drinking the bottle in his hands, ignoring Vaggie’s groan.
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Welcome back! I have been enjoying your writing but never sent you request before. Would you write maybe Alfie and a younger reader and he likes her. He wants to marry her but she is not ready so he tells her he would wait forever and it's really sweet and patient. something like that I don't know. you can decide if you like it. Thank you!
“Libretto” — (Alfie Solomons x fem!Reader)
SUMMARY — Age difference between you be damned, Alfie was quite happy to wait for you forever.
AUTHOR’S NOTE — Thank you so much for the request! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Feedback is always much appreciated.
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The first time you met Alfie Solomons was purely an accident. At least, you had to lie and swear to the police that it had all been an accident, if only in order to wriggle yourself out of getting arrested.
Now, had you known the man you nearly ran over with your brother’s car was the gangster boss of Camden Town, you could have been persuaded to drive a little more carefully. Especially since the car had been “borrowed” as well.
But, of course, how could you have known? Which was precisely the reason why the first words you uttered to the man were:
“Watch where you’re fucking going!”
All due credit to Alfie Solomons, he couldn’t have been more shocked.
Now, you have to understand that a man like Alfie Solomons, a particularly dangerous man like Alfie Solomons, usually wasn’t shocked by much. It was not every day, however, that he met a girl with eyes so full of rage, driving a fancy Bentley so obviously outrageous and most likely stolen. It was more than enough to get his interest.
“Well?!” you shouted again as you got out of the car.
It wasn’t until two police officers approached you, however, that you changed your tune. Immediately spotting your confusion, it was time for Alfie to enter the game.
“Alright, Mr. Solomons?” one of the policemen asked, feigning concern, though both of them were so obviously in Alfie’s pocket that they would have arrested you on the spot—had Alfie still not been so mesmerised by your outburst. And so, to your astonishment, they simply awaited his orders.
To Alfie’s absolute delight, you tried your best not to show how scared you were at that moment, so Alfie took his sweet fucking time before saying:
“Right, gentlemen, thank God you’re here, ‘cause there I was, mindin’ me own business, yeah, an’ there she comes, driving like the Devil’s on her tail, hair a mess—!”
“I beg your pardon, my hair is not a mess!”
“Right now it is, yeah.”
“No, it is not!”
“Are ya suggestin’ I should lie about what I saw, Miss?”
“So you… want us to arrest the lady, sir?” one of the policemen interrupted that exchange, incredulous at the interaction between you and Alfie.
It served Alfie right, however, since his reputation had always been one to take care of the women in his community. As things were between him and the law, that charity probably remained the only thing between him and the noose.
“Nah, ‘course not,” Alfie waved his hand dismissively. “She’s clearly in a hurry, ain’t ya, luv?” Alfie asked you, with a smirk so devious you felt your cheeks going hot.
“Yes,” you said meekly, then saw Alfie make a face to encourage you to keep going. To spin the tale.
“I… You see, it’s my grandmother,” you said smoothly and Alfie’s smirk only grew. “That’s my brother’s car, he let me borrow it to fetch the doctor. It’s consumption, you see. Overtakin’ her as we speak.”
As the cherry on top, you stifled a fake sniff.
“Now you see, gentlemen, it’s a case of utmost emergency!” Alfie shouted, waving his cane about and obviously taking great pleasure in participating in your lie. “Thank you for your service, lads, there ya go.”
As the policemen gladly accepted a not-so-discreet bonus to their payment, you saw your chance and started to get back to the car.
But you thoroughly underestimated Alfie’s game.
“There now, I’ll drive ya, luv, you can never be too careful in these parts,” he said and quickly, quicker than you anticipated for the man, he made himself comfortable in the driver’s seat.
“Wouldn’t want any more accidents on the way, now would we, luv?” Alfie grumbled as he promptly handed you his cane and proceeded to fumble with the breaks and the accelerator as if he was trying to tame the car, not run it.
“There we go,” he announced as the engine sputtered and roared and you two sped along the street in a no less reckless manner than you had been driving before.
“Watch out!” you shrieked as Alfie almost drove straight into a flower cart on the corner.
“Don’t worry, luv, I know the way!” Alfie replied, then made a sharp turn towards London Bridge.
“You do?!”
“Right, not exactly, no, but it’s plain as day you’re not from Camden, luv.”
“What gave it away…” you sniped.
“Now, don’t get cocky, right, ya still almost ran me over an’ I have to tell ya, luv, that takes balls, right! ‘Cause as things stand, the bounty for me is as high as they go.”
You paled at the notion and when Alfie glanced at your expression in between the turns, he roared with laughter.
“Naaah, luv, don’t be like that! Just pullin’ your leg.”
“Very funny.”
“I like to think so, yeah.”
Obviously too pleased with himself to notice, Alfie missed you paying close attention to the cane you were still holding. It was definitely heavy and so well-used that you had trouble distinguishing what used to be the shape of its head.
“Right, seein’ as you almost ended me on my own bloody street, luv, you might as well give me your name,” Alfie interrupted your musings, not too pleased about your close inspection of his personal belongings (even though the contradicting bastard gave it to you for self-keeping himself).
But you gave him your name regardless and he remarked he thought it pretty. When you also gave him your address, he drove you straight home and even got out first to open the door for you. You thanked him quickly for what you supposed was straight up hijacking the car, but seeing as you had done so first to your brother, you thought the deeds even. You only prayed no one would see you with Alfie through the window. You knew your sisters would never let you forget it had they seen you two together.
You couldn’t have known that wouldn’t be the last time you saw Alfie Solomons. Somehow throughout the following weeks you seemed to have more chance encounters together than the Fates could possibly allow.
He was always pleasant about it, though, and sometimes even brought you flowers. Then he started buying you lunches and somehow it turned into a little tradition just between you two. You ate lunch together every Thursday.
You weren’t stupid of course, you knew what Alfie was after, but truth be told… You wouldn’t exactly mind giving it to him.
He never outright proposed, but he hinted at marriage enough times that it became just one more piece of the regular fun little puzzle between you.
“An’ how’s my favourite girl this mornin’?” he would ask you when he met you for a stroll.
“Very well, thank you, Alfie,” you’d reply, your tone thoroughly overdone on the casual side.
“Not too cold?”
“No.”
“Not too hungry?”
“Don’t think so.”
“So how ‘bout you marry me today, luv?”
“Oh, I can’t, Alfie!” you giggled as you looped your arm through his and let him lead you around the park. “I’m—”
“Right, let me guess,” he smirked. “Got my shirt inside out again?”
“No, the shirt is very clean today. That’s very unlike you.”
“Well, that’s a first.”
“Well, I told you not to fire your housekeeper, haven’t I?”
“Yeah, no harm done, I offered that old bat her bloody job back,” he grumbled and you giggled again.
“You’ll thank me later, Alfie.”
“I’m sure I won’t, luv.”
“You’re one stubborn man, d’you know that?”
“Yeah, can’t say I’ve never been told that one before.”
“So why can’t I marry you today, Alfie? You promised to guess.”
“Right, how’s about you’re too cold?”
“No, the weather’s quite nice.”
“Too hot?”
“Not really.”
“Too old?”
“Close.”
“Too young?”
You paused and so did he, because he somehow sensed this time it wasn’t just a game between you two. This time it wasn’t just banter; it was real.
“Luv, if I’m makin’ you do anythin’ you wouldn’t want to—”
“No!” you interrupted that train of thought as quickly as possible and took his hand in yours. “No. It’s just that… I don’t think I’m ready to be a wife, yet.”
“Right, in what way?”
“In… In every way, I suppose. I have no idea about running a household or ironing shirts or…”
“Right, thankfully yours truly has already been told he’s a slob.”
“Alfie, this is serious!”
“Right.”
He looked at you expectantly. You still haven’t let go of his hand, which he thought was rather promising.
“I just think I’d make a lousy wife, Alfie.”
“Yeah, that’s that then, luv, right, ‘cause look at the pair of us, I’d be a real lousy husband.”
That got him another giggle out of you, which he thought might have boosted his chances a little.
“Luv, if your parents don’t approve—”
“My parents don’t give two shits, Alfie, I’m not a princess or an heiress,” you chuckled. “I have two younger sisters and two brothers, as far as my chances stand I’d be happy if I scored a baker or some sort.”
“Right, funny you should say that…”
“A front doesn’t count, you madman!”
Even though you knew you crossed a line there by the way he looked around you two, he never did anything to chastise you or show his disapproval at the revelation you just uttered at full volume. In a way, it already told you everything there was to know about the man, had his previous behaviour not been proof enough that he cared about you a great deal.
You already knew you wanted to marry him, age difference between you be damned. So what were you so afraid of exactly?
“Luv, you already know I’m happy to wait for you forever if—”
You shook your head and got on your tiptoes to kiss him mid-speech, since you already knew that a speech was coming. The answer was, with Alfie by your side, you wouldn’t be afraid of anything.
#peaky blinders fanfic#peaky blinders imagine#peaky blinders x reader#alfie solomons fanfic#alfie solomons x reader#alfie solomons imagine#tom hardy fanfic#tom hardy imagine#tom hardy x reader
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any hard thoughts about lee know? 👀
~ j
Hi j!
of COURSE i have hard thoughts of this man, who the hell DOESNT?!
this was pre-written ready to post but this was the perfect ask for me to post this to so THANK YOU
PSA FOR ASKS/REQUESTS: i WILL get around to posting everyone’s requests i’m just sorry if it takes a bit of time but whatever you request i’ll post it!! IM ALSO MAKING AN ANON LIST!! just send me anything & tell me what emoji u wanna be!<3
Word count; 911
18+, MDNI!!
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LEEKNOW HARD THOUGHTS
this man is obsessed with you & i MEAN IT! Leeknow loves to show this to you by making you feel as if you are on cloud9 every time you get into bed. He gets you SO riled up by doing the simplest things, whether that be from simply holding your waist as you both brush your teeth, twirling your hair or playfully biting you.
In bed however, he knows he is filing you up & knows exactly how to tease you. Says things like;
“but i am touching you baby, what else do you want? tell me” As he is teasing your folds with his fingertips, avoiding your needy clit completely.
“You want my tongue so badly? beg me for it then.” He would say, cat eyes looking up at you as he is in-between your thighs blowing cold air onto your puffy cunt.
“you take me so well baby, i have no idea how you’re always this tight.” He says as he finally buries himself inside you, your walls welcoming him like a really tight warm hug.
“already gonna cum? cum for me then but i wont be stopping until you squirt then baby.” (this man definitely has a huge kink for you cumming in general but especially squirting??)He groans as he is already pounding into you, your cunt is definitely not gonna be pain free later, already red from the constant abuse it’s getting from his dick, pelvis hitting against it & his fingers.
DEFINITELY DEFINITELY DEFINITELY has a dick around 6 inches & thick & KNOWS how to use it. He is all for ‘vanilla’ sex & enjoys it a lot but he knows you love dirty talk so he makes sure to make sure you know how dirty you are, letting him fuck you open as your eyes are leaking tears from the pleasure. he loves overstimulation especially on you, he loves watching you squirm around him, trying to get away from the pleasure but also to try get more.
He’s 100% more of a dom but he has let you switch roles a handful of times mainly for your enjoyment but he would be lying if he didn’t find it hot as fuck to watch you get off on him, using his thigh, stomach, dick or even face to get yourself off. He likes to say that he’s ‘acting’ when he lets out whines, begs & pleas to fit into the ‘sub role’ but you both know it’s leaving his lips subconsciously.
“M-mommy plea-se can i have your cunt… need it so bad” He whines as you edge him for the 3rd time.
“s-slow down! t-too wet, guna cu-cum!” he stresses with glossy eyes, trying to hold back but doesn’t dare touch you since you told him not to.
Definitely has an oral fixation, whether that be him watching you swallow his cock around your lips, gagging & gurgling as spit drips down your chin & his thighs, him watching you suck his fingers as he plays with your clit, eyes glossy or even you letting him suck your fingers which he always gladly accepts. He LOVES LOVES kissing you, tongues wrapping around eachother, fighting for dominance, the taste of your lips has him addicted. Loves biting your lips as he kisses you just to hear you whine. LOVES eating you out, he might even say it’s his favourite part of sex with you, your taste all over his tongue & lips could be all he tastes forever & he would be happy. knows exactly where to nibble, lick & suck.
“You taste better than pudding y/n, they should take inspiration.” He says nonchalantly as if your eyes aren’t rolling back through your skull & your juices aren’t all over his cheeks & nose.
“ahh, you like when i lick you here too now huh? i’ll remember that baby, can ya cum if i keep it up hm?” he asks with a slight cheeky grin, knowing he found another hidden sweet spot.
“cunt is so wet, so sloppy all for me baby, you’re dripping absolutely everywhere.” he says with a slight cheer in his voice, watching & feeling you clench around nothing.
This man doesn’t really have a favourite position since he knows how to adjust how he fits inside you to make you both see stars regardless but if he had to choose, he would choose mating press since that is the position that gets you into the floaty cloudy state you beg him to put you into.
He isn’t insecure of himself at all so likes to use vibrators, handcuffs, dildos & flavoured lube to make it even more enjoyable for you both & to also help achieve what you both want out of each specific time you are in bed, if it is a bed you’re both in seeing since this man has no issues with fucking you in every square inch of your house.
This man is an aftercare king tbh, always has water next to the bed & drowns you in kisses & cuddles & most of the time will let you choose something to watch, already knowing it’s gonna be the same few random movies you’re obsessed with & he thinks he can recite every single sentence at this point.
“You did so well baby, let me do this to you” He says as he pulls out slowly, eyes darting from your cunt to your flushed out face, his cheeks blushed along with his ears too.
“I love you so much y/n, my favourite thing on this earth is you.” He mumbles into your neck as he kisses it softly.
#lee know#leeknow x reader#anon ask#send asks#ask#stray kids#straykids x reader#lee minho#skz smut#skz headcanons#skz fluff#skz hard thoughts#bang chan#changbin#hyunjin#lee felix#felix#han jisung#skz jisung#seungmin#jeongin#i.n
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How do you think a romantic relationship with Alastor would be like if the reader struck a deal with him? A deal similar to Husk’s probably, giving up their soul for protection or something.
Oh! He would be A dick saying how pathetic you are and how a weakling like you should not be in his presents.
But you make it up in smarts. You where sly and tricky, you may be weak physically but in your mind, you over power him. He was intimidated so he constantly chained you to make him feel safe.
“You know well not to mess with me!” He got close to your face. “A-Alastor this was not the deal!” You say tugging on the chain to hopefully escape. “So, I’ll make you another deal.” You stopped tugging. “What is it.” You say. Hatred filling your eyes. No one stood up to him like this, he admired this. Like damn he LIKED THIS. The way you stood up to him showing no fear. “Be mine.” He pulled you close. “And what do I get out of it?” You say grabbing his staff where the chains came from. “You’ll be the radio demos is that simple enough.”
Anyways time went on you became Alastors broad, his muse, his lover. No one crossed you, sure you were not physically strong like Alastor but mentally, and together you both could trample Lucifer himself. You two were the power couple.
A/N: YAY CONGRATS DARLING YOUR MY FIRST REQUEST! It’s hard for me to write stuff like that so I’ll gladly take some tips for better writing and stuff ya know.
-Shugar

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Good morning/evening 🥳🤩
Can you do ateez reactions when they loose a bet with their s/o? (Any type of bet and of what the looser has to do) 💖💖💖
Call Your Bet!
Hello friend, hope you like this variety of bets 😘Warning: varying levels of suggestive (never explicit as always)! Sorry for late post here, I have covid 🤪🤙🏻
Hongjoong
Insinuating you knew the guys better than their leader was, in fact, fighting words, but you didn’t care. It was fun to tease Hongjoong, though perhaps it had gotten out of hand.
“I bet you you don’t know them all,” he challenged you, arms crossed.
Exhaling, you felt your posture drop. You weren’t afraid of a little betting, it was just that you were with a man who had expensive tastes. “What are you wanting to bet on this?” It wasn’t even that big of a deal, just that you could remember all the Ateez members’ drink orders.
“Hm,” he put a finger to his chin, gazing at you playfully, “how about a massage?”
Your eyes perked back up at that, a smile creeping onto your lips- that you could do. Gladly. A bet with no punishments was certainly not what you expected. “Of course. Let’s go.”
~
“Wow, how’d you know what we wanted without asking?” Yunho inquired with a smile.
“I just know you guys that well,” you replied, gaze sliding from your friend’s wide eyes to those of your incredulous boyfriend.
Hongjoong for his part glowed with pride. For all his bravado, it did his heart good to see you caring for some of the people he loved most. Laying a hand on your shoulder, he pulled you closer. Your heart settled warmly…at least until he leaned closer and whispered in your ear.
“I’ll show you later why I feel like I won.”
Seonghwa
“There’s no way I’m losing at this!”
“Come on, I know exactly what he's going to say."
Goofing off with your boyfriend, you'd made a bet that you knew how Hongjoong would reply when he entered the room. Seonghwa, of course, insisted he knew his best friend better and thus came the agreement that the winner would choose the next couples' day activity. Likely a movie or a new lego set if Seonghwa was the victor.
“There’s no way if you tell him we’re going to be making a mess in here the first thing out his mouth won’t be ‘no’ or ‘don’t you dare’!”
“Well, I think he’ll at least ask what we’re doing first.”
Seonghwa’s mouth opened, but footsteps at your back cut his chance of a snappy retort. The doorknob clicked as the man of the hour entered the room, greeting his friend first, then you with faintly pleased surprise.
“Hi, Hongjoong! Is it ok if we kind of make a mess in here?” You asked him innocently.
Ateez’s leader instantly arched a brow at you, glancing between you and his best friend. “Doing what? Are you tearing the whole place up?”
“Oh, like your reforming doesn’t do that,” Seonghwa teased him with a little shove.
For your part, you just pointed at him. “That counts! That counts though!”
“Yeah, you were right.”
Hongjoong’s smile fell. “What did I do?”
“We’re not actually making a mess,” you replied with satisfaction as you glanced between both men, “I just get to give Seonghwa a makeover now.”
Yunho
When Yunho invited you to game with him, he’d expected you to get competitive within the actual realm of the game itself, but alas. You taunted him with bet after bet until he finally agreed, sealing, well, someone’s fate.
“I bet I’ll win.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. I bet the hoodie I will.”
He turned to face you with a look of exasperated amusement, hands leaving his laptop keyboard. “How can you bet my hoodie?”
Yunho had one hoodie you’d been desperate to steal ever since he first lent it to you. It was the most amazingly comfortable oversized dream of a garment and it was even your favorite color. Many a joke had been made in light of its wonders.
One corner of your mouth tilted up as you gave him your sassiest little head tilt. “You know how.”
You saw a look flash across his eyes ever so briefly, his most YA shut-up-make-me look, but then it faded into pure smugness. “Alright, fine. If you want it so bad, you’ll have to earn it. Ready, babe?”
All you could do was grin and ready your own screen, swiveling to face it. “You know it.”
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“Well, I’ll be. Hiding was your whole plan?” Yunho’s look of equal parts frustration and awe as he spun in his chair to face you furthered your victory high, raising your smile and speeding your nod even more.
“Well, it was a survival match,” you reminded him with a shrug, “now pay up.”
Shaking his head fondly at your grabby hands, Yunho rose, stretched, and crossed his room to the closet, where he extricated your precious trophy and tossed it to you with a playfully voiced “Catch!”
Squealing with joy, you sat up to do just that, all but cuddling the garment to yourself as you savored the feel, the scent.
As he sat back down in his gaming chair, your boyfriend leaned against his desk with a soft smile. “Man, if I knew you were going to be this cute about it, I would have just given it to you.”
Hey, at least he got a kiss for a consolation prize.
Yeosang
“I’m going to find it first!”
“Says who?”
“Says me! I’m always lucky with these sorts of things,” you told your boyfriend.
Strolling across a green field had somehow turned into a competition, not that you regretted it as your heart sped a bit at the excitement and your chest burst with chuckles at the skepticism on Yeosang’s face.
Four-leaf clovers struck your fancy as you’d strolled, waving greenery reminding you of old tales of luck, not to mention childhood experiences searching for them and calling yourself a leprechaun if you found one. Thus bargaining with Yeosang for a pot of gold of your own.
“Loser buys dinner!”
At that, your boyfriend pouted. “I was going to buy dinner.”
“Then you better lose,” you winked and ran past him, bending over to scan the widespread greenery for wondrous irregularity.
Out of the corner of your eye you see him bend his knees too, stepping forward in the comical waddle you were surely mirroring. Trios of leaves danced in the breeze before your sight, drawing your focus such that your vision began to blur-
There! You had no idea how many minutes had passed, but right as your knees began to ache and the clover growth had practically burned its pattern into your vision, a beautiful variation to it all. A four-leaf clover.
“Found one!” You exclaimed in triumph, plucking it for proof.
The wide-eyed look on Yeosang’s face alone was priceless, the shocked smile slowly spreading across his… wait a minute.
“Did you lose on purpose?” Hand on your hip, you fixed him with an accusing look.
Batting his eyelashes innocently, he singsonged, “Maaaaybeeeee….”
“Hun,” you sighed.
He stepped closer, taking hold of your shoulders. “I just wanted to spoil you, what can I say?”
“Alright, sweet-talker,” you shook your head, leaning in for a quick kiss.
San
“So you think you can beat me at my own game?”
“Yes, obviously, that’s why I’m betting with you,” you teased, sticking your tongue out at San playfully.
Your boyfriend had taken you to the amusement park and you’d endeavored to see who could go the longest on the biggest roller coaster without screaming.
Pulling you into his chest, he shook his head with amusement. “So the loser buys the winner a souvenir?”
You nodded into his shirt, stepping forward in line.
“Sounds good to me. You’re on.”
“You’re going down.” Even as you chugged to the top of the most massive hill you’d ever been on, your eyes were locked firmly upon San’s sculpted profile, the way his fell back onto you as he turned.
“I’m sure I am,” he replied right as your car began its descent.
The moment the momentum started he threw up his hands and let out a loud whoop. You laughed despite the wild hoot it came out as, fixing San as best you could when a sharp turn threw you into his side.
“You didn’t even try!” You shouted over the wind’s exhilarating rush.
San grinned against the assault of air. “I want to buy you stuff!” He exclaimed triumphantly as you sailed down the next smaller hill.
Mingi
Corny as it may have been, you guys decided to try one of those couples’ bets where you see who can go the longest without touching the other. You had bragged enough about it being easy that if nothing else, your pride was at stake let alone any penalty.
You weren’t the type to play dirty (in this case literally or figuratively), so for the most part you just went about your day, though you had worn Mingi’s favorite outfit on you and you couldn’t help a faint smirk at the way his eyes traveled up it.
“Ready for the first movie, hun?”
“Yep!” For all his wandering eyes, your boyfriend had relegated himself to the furthest edge of the couch where he sat straight as a pin, hands folded in his lap.
With a snort, you chose the middle cushion, placing yourself just out of his reach and crossing your legs. “Popcorn?” You held out the bowl in your hand.
Narrowing his eyes, he leaned forward and curled his fingers around the top edge to lift it from you. “Nice try.”
You shrugged. “I’m just trying to enjoy the movie. You gonna be ok with this one?”
“Yeah,” he replied between crunching mouthfuls of popcorn, “of course I am, why?”
“I dunno,” you answered in a faint singsong and batted your eyelashes innocently, “it’s a pretty romantic movie.”
“So what?”
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So what indeed. You heard the springs of the couch before anything, turning more out of curiosity, but you barely had time to register a single sight as Mingi surged forward and yanked you into an electric kiss in time with the main interests’. His hands slid from your shoulders down to your waist, your hips, as you metaphorically shook off your surprise and responded.
“To hell with the bet,” he said as you pulled away, satisfaction joining the smattering of red across his face at your smile.
“You won’t be saying that when you have to do whatever I say for a day,” you reminded him.
“Maybe I like that punishment,” he shot back with a shameless smile, returning to his sweet laugh the moment you playfully shoved him.
Wooyoung
“You’ve really never tried this before?”
“When would I get a chance to?” You countered, shifting beneath the sheets to face Wooyoung.
“I dunno,” he shrugged, leaning just inches from your face as his voice lowered, “you tell me.”
You accepted the kiss before you spoke, smiling into the shocking passion of it and leaning in deeper before you finally broke it. “I’m not exactly the ‘stay in bed all day’ type on the average day.”
“I know,” he leaned over you with a grin, “that’s why there are stakes. Last to get up and you get to pick how we spend the afternoon.”
“Or evening.”
His eyebrows shot up and down. “Or evening.”
You laughed and gave him a little push away, but he came right back forward to wind his arms around your waist. “There’s no way we’ll stay down that long. We’ll have to eat or, you know, go pee or something.”
“Not if we keep busy enough to forget.”
You didn’t disagree with the logic there, but he still got a light smack with a pillow.
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“You know what?”
Wooyoung pressed even closer to you- if that was even physically possible. “What?”
“You’ve got me on your side now. This day’s been almost perfect.”
His eyebrows raised at that as he searched your gaze. “Almost?”
“Yeah, it’s been great,” you replied, giving him your most earnest eyes.
“But what could make it better?” He urged you, one of his hands finding yours.
“I’m just thirsty is all.”
Over a drink, yet his stare was so intense, eager. “I’ll get your favorite.”
“No, you don’t have to do that,” you told him.
“Anything for my darling.” Pressing a kiss to the back of your hand, Wooyoung rose from the bed, pulling on his robe. “I want to.”
“Ha!” You exclaimed. “Sucker! I can’t believe that worked!”
Realization hit him like a ton of bricks, widening his eyes and slumping his shoulders. “Oh, shit.”
“I win!” You cheered, raising your hands above your head.
He crossed his arms and stuck his tongue out at you despite still crossing the room to fetch your drink. “Whatever. We were probably going to pick similar things anyway.”
“True,” you giggled, rolling your eyes fondly, “but I’ll find a way to make it interesting, don’t you worry.”
Jongho
He started it, teasing as ever and confident in his victory if his crossed arms and prematurely triumphant smile said anything. Leaning against the counter, he’d briefly enjoyed your amusement at the apple he’d snapped in half for you before speaking.
“Bet you couldn’t break me one.”
“What,” you’d just teased, “getting tired of being the strong man?”
“No, it’s nice to be powerful,” he grinned shyly, “but I’ve just never seen you try anything like that before.”
You’d seen it done by ordinary folk before. Sure, why not? It was Jongho’s shtick and you never moved in on it, but if he asked, so be it. Reaching over to your countertop basket, you curled your fingers around one’s shiny red surface and straightened. “What are you betting?”
“Hmmm,” he paused, dark eyes drifting upward in thought, “a massage?”
“So boring! I want you to watch my favorite show with me!”
“All of it?” His eyes widened; his fingers flexed faintly against the counter. “How many seasons is that? Isn’t that a lot for one apple?”
“Alright,” you stepped closer to teasingly nudge him, “fine, first three episodes, then you can bounce.”
“Not that I’ll need to. Begin,” he urges with a grin and a wave of his hand.
Again, you’d seen this done plenty of times. One trick you remembered was to roll your thumbs when you squeezed and twist opposite directions- right? You liked to think if Hongjoong could do it, so could you, not that he wasn’t fit. If you had half the pecs he did-
Snap! Ok, guess it was opposite directions, because with a kickback of your hands you felt the pressure of a tear and saw two distinct halves, one upon each palm. Your smile rose dramatically like The Grinch’s as your gaze slid back up to meet Jongho’s.
“So…wanna make some popcorn?”
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Hi there😊. I was hoping you could do one where LMK Monkey King gets protective of his SO (reader) when he sees there’s a person who is aggressively flirting/hitting on them and making them uncomfortable. Like the person will just not leave them alone no matter how many times they tell them to go away so he steps in to protect them
Protective! Wukong With S/O OneShot
You were currently sitting on the outside patio as you scrolled through your phone, your boyfriend was ordering your food inside the restaurant.
“Ah don’t worry peaches, I’ll be right back with the food. You just sit there and be gorgeous like always, mwah!” Wukong blew you an over-exaggerated kiss, making you laugh softly as you waved him off.
Your social media page was dry, the same stuff you liked earlier was showing up making you sigh as you put your phone down on the iron table.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a stranger walk up behind you and put their hand on your shoulder.
“Well hello there lovely, you out here all by yourself? It’s dangerous for someone like you y’know, there are bad people all around this city.”
You flinched at the sudden unwanted contact as you pulled away from his touch, you looked over your shoulder to see a sleazy-looking human.
You scoffed as you responded, “I can take care of myself thank you, sir.”
The creep chuckled as he looked up and down at you, “Yeah I doubt that, you don’t seem like the strong type. So, you got a boyfriend sweetheart?”
“Don’t call me that, and it’s none of your business.” You scooted your chair slightly further away from him.
He slyly smiled as he reached his foot out to stop the chair by one of its legs, making you gasp as he got closer to you.
“I’m guessing that’s a yes judging from your reaction, don’t worry sweetheart. I love the ones that play hard to get.”
You felt the heat rising in your chest, a mix of embarrassment and anger filled you as you grimaced in your uncomfortable state.
You saw red as his hand reached your shoulder once more, can’t this bastard take a hint?
You were definitely not interested!
However, before you could protest, you saw the creep’s facial features turn from a shit-eating grin to pure fear as he looked behind you.
“Hey there buddy, whaddaya think yer doing?” A rage-laced voice spoke to him, and you immediately recognized it as Wukong.
The creep had messed up now, flirting with the partner of the Monkey King himself is basically a death wish.
Of course, his fingers immediately retracted from your shoulder as he held up his hands in defense.
“N-Nothing, it was just a misunderstanding, I thought I knew them!”
He’s trying to lie his way out of this, how cute!
Wukong let out a joyful laugh, although you knew your boyfriend far too well to recognize when he was furious.
He was beyond furious actually, his clenched fists were more than enough proof.
“Oh, a misunderstanding huh? Well, you’re half right there!” Wukong stepped closer to the creep, making him slightly fall backward.
Wukong gripped his shoulder as he he leaned close to his ear to tell him something in a low whisper, too low you couldn’t hear but you were guessing it was pretty intense as the creep ran away with his nonexistent tail in between his legs.
Your boyfriend grinned as he playfully waved him off, “See ya never creep!”
Wukong turned back around, this time with a genuine smile as he held out his hands as a way to ask to hold yours.
You gladly accepted as he sat down in the chair next to you, pressing soft kisses on your palms and on the backs of your hands.
“You ok sunshine? He didn’t hurt ya or anything right?” His golden eyes stared into yours as he softly smiled.
You smiled back at him, shaking your head “No no, he didn’t.”
“Good, good. I would hunt him back down if he did.” He laughed gently afterward, although he absolutely meant it by the twitch of his tail at the thought of someone laying their hands on you in such a manner.
He decided it was probably best to get you out of there as you were still visibly uncomfortable to be there, flying you on his cloud to the rooftop of your apartment building.
“What did you whisper to him by the way?” You tilted your head as you two finally dug into your slightly forgotten lunch date as the two of you sat on the cold concrete of the rooftop.
“Well, I basically told him that the ‘misunderstanding’ is thinking that you can flirt with MY partner. Let’s just say if he didn't get out of there right away or messed with you ever again, the streets would be painted red in seconds…”
He said in between bites of food, making you blink in surprise.
“Awww you would do that for me?” You slightly joked as you laid your head on his shoulder, making him laugh as his arm wrapped around you pulling you close.
“Of course I would peaches! You’re MY everything after all, and anybody who thinks otherwise can choke.”
Although most of the tone had a joke feel to it, a small part of him genuinely meant it.
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Vox x Fem! Overlord!Reader
Oneshot / angst / fluff
You let out a sigh remembering just a couple days ago that you finally had the guts to tell you’re feeling towards alastor, after knowing each other in life and now afterlife you hoped it would go as you planned but of course it didn’t go that way’
“I’m sorry dear but… I don’t feel the same way but I would love that we stay companions.”Those words kept ringing in your head. Maybe you should have known he would reject you it’s alastor he isn’t exactly the loving type from what you heard.
But you shouldn’t and refused to set yourself back from by your business that you needed to maintain, as a business women you had to make sure it stayed successful as possible.
A knocked interrupted your paperwork “yes?” You asked “boss the Overlord Vox the tv demon wants to meet with you.” This immediately got your full attention “let him in.” Your employee opened the door to let him in.
“(Y/n) was it?.” “Yes and you must be Vox.” He smiled wider “that’s me, I wanted to buy some weapons from you.” that’s wasn’t what surprised after all in this afterlife it’s one of the two things you’re known for but what did surprise you was the way that he was looking at you.
You weren’t a fool you could tell he wanted you but you weren’t ready not yet anyway, trying to get over alastor of course. “Of course we have a large genre of any weapon of your desire, but first I want to see what you’re willing to spend.”
He smirked “gladly.” He then took out a suitcase and opened to reveal a whole jackpot. “Is this enough for you?” You smirked in return “oh very much so, looks like you’ll be my number one customer and on your first visit, impressive.” He smiled wider. You snapped you’re finger and all you’re walls moved to show all you’re weapons that are for sale.
“Nice, but while I’m deciding let’s get some drinks up here and ya know… make some small talk.” You raises your brow “small talk?” He shrugged his shoulders “yeah besides ain’t wrong to know my newest weapon dealer and the owner of my favorite club.”
“Well… I usually like just sticking to business but, I’ll let loose this once of course.” Funny enough that was a lie. This won’t be the only time you two meet. Usually it was at your club, his tv station or at each other homes.
Over time you got over alastor and started to have feelings for Vox but you had a feeling he felt the same. Thankfully he confirmed it himself “(y/n), I have feelings for you.” He seemed nervous, his right foot fidgeting his anticipation.
“I have feeling’s for you too.” you smiled seeing him get excited he then hugged you which made give out a small gasp “I’m so glad you’re not gonna regret this baby.” You chuckled “with the nicknames already then I guess I could use Voxy then.” The response made him blush “I like that but don’t tell anyone else that.” He stated making you laugh in response.
A year as passed and during all that you’re relationship with Vox was getting more serious and you wanted to surprise him with his favorite food, and tickets to a new movie that was playing in the movie theaters.
You walked into Vox’s home with a spare key you got from him, but you heard noises, you walked to you’re bedroom you hesitated, but you needed to know what the hell was going on. as you open the door you’re heart broken into pieces on the sight.
You saw as Valentino was on top of a shirtless Vox seeming to have been in a make out section but Vox noticed you instantly at door. “(Y-y/n) wait h- “what the hell is this!” You screamed feeling your hands tighten on the movie ticket you felt then slowly tear apart but that’s the least of your worries.
“Please (y/n) let me explain.” “Explain?! What? that your cheating on me, you know what I don’t even want to hear it we are threw I refuse to listen to any lame excuse!” You glared at Valentino, he had the audacity to smirk but you didn’t say anything, what could you say that he won? You refuse to admit it so you left throwing the movie tickets and food in the garbage can outside.
You did look back at the Vox’s home only last time and then you went on not giving another glance.
7 years later
It’s been 7 years sense you were gone no trace of you many people made theories but of course all of them were wrong, and with no notice or announcement. you suddenly appeared again this time working with Hazbin hotel including with alastor thankfully you didn’t have feeling’s for him still, you completely move on and still been friends for years and more to come.
You were cleaning around the hotel when alastor asked you to company him to go get food for the hotel since we were running low. You agreed, neither of you not realizing you are being recorded as you both leave the hotel.
Vox’s Pov:
I have been trying to look for (y/n) for so long… seven years it’s funny when I heard alastor was missing I would usually be ecstatic but then I realized that (y/n) also went missing… I think about her a lot.
I looked at a photo I had when we were still together, I know velveet told me to move on but I don’t think I can or ever can. For fuck sake what did alastor do to her or is she… with him I knew she had a thing for him before but I would hope it didn’t come to reality.
As you kept looking for camera any clue, any information hell maybe even another rumor and my prayers where answered but my fears seemed to also come true.
Alastor and (y/n) walking side by side to hell knows where. “No…. No, No, NO, NO!!” I yelled fisting my hands and slamming them across my keyboard very little of if I break my equipment or not. I let out breaths of rage trying to calm down but the more I looked the more I felt envy crawl up on me and especially rage “That OLD FUCK!” I immediately left thinking a plan, I’ll make her see I’m better then he will ever be.
You’re pov:
After grocery shopping with alastor, you were gonna go back to your duties, a door bell interrupt those plans, “oh is it a new demon that want to join the hotel?!” You heard Charlie yell “I don’t know yet let me check.” You replied, you opened the door to see a package that as you’re name on it.
And guessing from the blue decor you knew exactly who it was from “oh no.” You muttered, shit he figured out where you were “it’s a package for me sadly.” you answered Charlie which surprised her. “Then you see her appear from up the stairs to come down to you “really why would that be a bad thing?” “Because it’s from her ex.” Answers alastor from behind you.
Only Charlie jumped in surprise but you were used to him doing that “he’s correct I was hoping I had more time until Vox found me but I was clumsy it’s seems.”
“Oh sorry about that (y/n) I’m sure it will blow over right?” “I hope you’re right.” You threw the gift out not bothering to open it from him but sadly Charlie was oh so wrong. More gifts came, somehow he found your number so countless messages came no matter how many times you blocked him, and whenever you went beside a tv store Vox would always appear trying to start a conversation and trying to reason with you about getting back together.
It was infuriating it almost wanted make you disappear again but you refuse to back down that easily.
You watched the countless messages coming from Vox claiming how he changed and he got better for our relationship to “work” this time. Those were the usual the one that stood out to you though was.
[Fine if you won’t come to me then I’ll come to you.”]
It was the last message he sent this made you freeze in your spot and you looked to see this message was sent 20 minutes ago. for all you knew he was near. “Shit.” You anxiously looked outside not seeing him in sight, you didn’t know if you had the guts to face him at least if you did didn’t want to face him here, You texted him back quickly.
[we need to meet somewhere else we will meet at skullbrew, we can’t meet at the hotel that’s the least you can do]
[of course anything for you baby]
You rolled your eyes seeing his nickname for you, you used to love that nickname but now it’s just brings bittersweet memories. So you headed out making sure, you made it there on time.
As you walked you heard a man’s voice “hey sweetheart were you going.” You looked to see that the man was in fact talking to you “none of your concern.” This made him frown a little “come on baby, don’t be so hard headed you will love what I can offer you.” You ignored what the demon said until you felt his gross hands on your left wrist.
“Don’t act like a bitch.” You tries pulling your arm away but to no avail and like an idiot you forget to bring a weapon for yourself. “What’s the matter cat got your tongue?” This only made you glare at this cheesy remark but suddenly you see a black and blue hand sucker punch the demons face.
“What th- he looked to see Vox and his face immediately paled “shit I my bad I didn’t know she was yours I’ll just see- but he didn’t get to finish as Vox pulled out a gun and shot the demon multiple times. The demon fell to the ground in pain “what the fuck!” “Oh fuck why did you have shoot I was leaving?!?” Vox then smirked “to further the point to never bother her again and tell that to the other creeps around here.”
Vox then turned to you “see I’m better than alastor I came to your rescue.” You glared at him you hate the fact you were still attracted to this basturd. “I could’ve handled it myself.” You looked away slightly blushing this made his smirk turn to a smile “yeah you totally had that but I know you loved it when I came to your rescue.”
You rolled your eyes “whatever let’s just get to this coffee so I you can say whatever you want to say.” He eagerly followed behind you into the coffee shop.
“Let’s make this make this quick and say what you want to say.” You didn’t have the patience for small talk right now. “(Y/n) I…. miss you and I wanted to explain what was really going on seven years ago.” This made you let out a small chuckle “what really happens don’t try to gaslight me.” You growled out. “It’s the truth he… he was… forcing himself on me.” Your eyes widen “what.” “I told him that I was in a relationship with you and told him, that him and me can’t be a thing anymore.”
“You used to date him and he did that I- I just- “yes we did but I broke up with him over Angel and his abuse on me, then I meet you so didn’t go back to him like he expected me to do.” This made your eyes widen in realization.
“Wait please tell me that day was he….” He looked away but answers “yeah he did I… worst part after you left I blamed myself for that.” Now you felt terrible “Vox I… I should have listened I’m so sorry.” You begin tearing up “hey, hey. It’s not your fault you didn’t know and besides I should have cut off contact with him right after our breakup he is toxic as fuck.”
He suddenly grabbed your hand, it’s been so long since your hand as been held in his “(y/n) I want to try and give this relationship another shot. Are you two?” You looked into his eyes this time you really paid attention and saw the genuine love behind his eyes.
“Yes I wanna give this another go.” He became ecstatic he hugged you “you have no idea how much I missed you.” He stated while you returned the hug. “You gave me a couple hints these past three weeks.”
Which both of you laugh “I guess you got a point baby, but I’m better than alastor right?” You let out sigh with a smile “Voxy don’t worry about alastor is completely platonic now and besides he’s aroace.” This immediately made him smile letting out a breath of relief “oh thank satan.”
“It’s cute when you’re jealous.” He smiled “but you are so much more cuter.”
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Yall wanted to see stuff from my not tsams related dca au so here ya go!
I’m remaking the ref sheets for all the characters because most of em are pretty old now and can’t even be considered proper ref sheets- so I’ll post em as I finish em
Starting off with my version of Bloodmoon aka Harvest aka Harvey
Some facts about him under the cut 👇
As shown above in his ref, Harvest is a Halloween event animatronic that does shows and tells spooky stories and performs as a scare actor of sorts (I think of him as acting like that one scare actor, Bobbins the clown I think the name is; still being scary but also silly and lighthearted when he wants/needs to be)
Harvest is only technically “active” in the public eye from late August-the end of October though he’s allowed to wander around after hours year round and acts as double security alongside the staff bots and main security bot Blackhole
Harvest is the tallest of the dca model animatronics at 7’5
Harvest’s third eye was inspired by Narinder aka The One Who Waits from cotl because at the time when I created his first design I had been following artists posting lots of cotl related art and it influenced me
I want to reiterate that this au is not related to tsams and that Harvest is a completely different character from the tsams blood twins; he does not have a need nor obsession for blood and he’s pretty chill though he is still a mischievous and feral bastard (think of him like a lazy feral cat that just kinda chills but can still be scary when he wants/needs to be)
Also all of the animatronics in this au including the dca models have very animated features and can open and close and move their mouths and eyes (aka none of them are biblically accurate)
Btw any questions about this au I will gladly answer as I draw the rest of the refs (also I will still answer centaur au asks! I’m just more focused on this rn so it may take a bit- apologies)
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Farmhand!Joel-Part 2-Too Sweet for Me
Summary: Almost getting caught by your dad is exciting. Having dinner with your parents and him is always awkward. And going to his place for the first time is just as fun as you’d hoped. Although Joel is seemingly catching feelings pretty hard, he’ll still put you in your place. You’re just too sweet. This may or may not be inspired by the new Hozier song coming out.
I’m open to requests!
Warnings: 18+ only!!!! PIV sex, almost getting caught, age gap, oral sex female receiving, oral sex male receiving, lots of talking you through it, Joel catching feelings he wasn’t expecting, fingering, unprotected sex
It’s only been a week since you and Joel fucked in his truck for the first time, yet you guys have fucked at least a dozen times since then.
Hiding in the barn, on your late night “thinking” drives, even out in the field a couple times. Pretty much anytime your dad wasn’t around, you’d find yourself bent over the hood of Joel’s truck taking his cock from behind or being pushed up against the backside of the chicken coop and having your insides rearranged.
That leads you to where you are right now.
“We gotta hurry, your dad’ll be back soon.” Joel says in a rushed, quiet voice.
“Don’t worry I know what I’m doing here.” You say slyly as you kneel in front of him, unzipping his pants and freeing his already hard cock.
“Mmm looks like someone was waiting for me.” You coo, looking up and smiling at him.
“Fuck yeah. You walkin round here in a fuckin bikini top and shorts makes my head spin and my cock hard.” He says, gripping the back of your head and shoving his hard length in your mouth.
“Such a dirty little whore. Tryna make me hard when you’re not supposed to.” He says through gritted teeth, “Think ya need punishment for that baby, now you’re gonna choke on me.”
He puts both hands on the back of your head and shoves himself all the way in your mouth. His balls smacking your chin. He’s practically going down your throat completely when he abruptly pulls all the way out and leans over the side of his truck.
“Hey Bill! How was town? You find what you needed to fix the fence?” Joel says, subtly trying to get you to put his still hard shaft back in his pants.
“Ah no, those young cashiers never know how to find stuff anymore.” Your dad huffs from what you can tell is the entrance to the barn. Luckily you’re hidden from his vision by the tire of the truck.
So instead of helping Joel by putting his cock away for him, you decide to have a little fun.
As your dad and Joel continue to chat about work, you begin to softly lick Joel’s balls. He rests one arm on the truck casually and lets the other one hang down by your face. Trying to swat you away.
Instead you take his hand and make him grip your hair as you lick up the seam of his balls, then up the shaft, then the tip.
He roughly grips your hair and continues talking with your dad. Casually clearing his throat when you take him back down your throat.
His hips pump ever so slightly, as to not give him away. You hear your dad clanking around, just on the other side of the barn door, obviously paying no attention.
You feel him twitch in your mouth and start to go a little deeper and bob your head faster. With his hand still gripping your hair, he pushes himself all the way down your throat as he coats you with his hot, salty cum. Which you gladly swallow and show him your empty mouth with pride.
“Alright I gotta go take a shit I’ll be back out in a little while. Go ahead and get the chickens fed.” Your dad says, exiting the barn.
“I’ll get right on that.” Joel says.
“Oh by the way, my wife asked if you want to stay for dinner tonight? It’s steak and baked potatoes.” Your dad asks.
“Ah, well how could I say no to that?” Joel laughs.
“Alright I’ll let her know. I’m sure my daughter will be happy. Between me and you, I think she has a little crush on ya.” Your dad says with a chuckle.
“Oh really? Never woulda guessed that.” Joel laughs, subtly patting your head.
“Yeah, just don’t play into it though. She gets attached too easily.” Your dad says, walking away “alright I’ll be back.”
“Fucking Christ woman, are you tryna get me killed?” Joel scolds, once your dad is fully in the house.
“Nah, just havin some fun.” You say, standing up. “See you at dinner tonight.”
“When were you going to tell me you had a little crush on me?” Joel asks, teasingly
“As soon as you took your cock out of my mouth. I was going to say ‘hey by the way I think you’re cute.’” You say sarcastically
—
“This looks delicious ma’am, thank you for inviting me for dinner.” Joel politely says to your mom.
“Well thank you for staying Joel. Lord knows we don’t ever have guests over for dinner so this is nice.” Your mom says, passing you the salad. “Once this one here goes back to school, it’ll be back to just me and Bill at home, so it’ll be nice if you’d come for dinner every now and then.”
Joel looks over at you curiously, “when do ya head back?” He asks.
“In about 6 weeks.” You say, suddenly becoming very interested in the little flowers painted on your plate.
You don’t want to think about leaving yet. You and Joel have had so much fun, that the thought of leaving in less than two months makes a pit form in your stomach.
“Yep, she’s our little genius.” Your mom declares proudly, “she’s majoring in biology and minoring in animal science.”
“Oh really? What do you want to do with those degrees?” Joel asks you.
“Well eventually I’d like to be a veterinarian.” You say, smiling at your mom.
“Growing up on a farm she was bound to love animals. I never got the chance to go to college, but if I had, I would have chosen the same path.” Your mom says, pouring your dad another glass of tea.
“Sounds like you really do have a genius on your hands” Joel says to your dad.
“I prefer the term smartass.” Your dad laughs.
—
“I’m heading out with some friends, don’t wait up.” You tell your parents, exiting the house before they have time for questions.
Your phone dings, it’s Joel. He sent you his address.
When you arrive, his place looks almost exactly how you’d imagined. He lives in a studio apartment. Minimal furniture, meaning a lawn chair in front of a 72 inch tv with a PlayStation hooked up in the living room. A stack of movies on a shelf next to the tv. And a bed in the corner of the room.
“Nice of you to clean up the place.” You laugh, looking at the empty beer bottles on the counter.
“Hey, I made the bed.” Joel defensively jokes.
“I’m just happy you have sheets.”
“I’m an old bachelor. Not a monster.” Joel says, holding his hand to his chest as if he were offended.
“Old? No, no, no, experienced.” You say, stepping closer and smiling up at him.
“I know I’m no genius like you, but I think these gray hairs in my beard suggest that I am old.” He says, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you in.
“I think it makes you look sophisticated.” You say, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“You’re too sweet for me.” He says, smiling almost sadly.
You can’t help but smile at how nice this feels. To just be together, holding each other, not hiding behind a barn or sitting in a cramped cab of a truck.
Joel puts his hand on the back of your head and kisses you softly. You let out a soft moan as he pulls you in just a little harder, slipping his tongue in your mouth and gently walking you back until you’re at the edge of his bed.
He travels his kisses to your neck, gently caressing your thigh before unbuttoning your shorts, pushing them down your hips. He lifts your t-shirt over your head, exposing your red lace bra and begins to kiss you again, this time more intensely.
“Lay back, baby.” He says, slipping his shirt over his head. This is your favorite look of his. Shirtless, with tight jeans, and a hunger in his eyes.
You gladly listen and lay back, stretching your arms out and feeling the sheets beneath you.
His hand comes to your mouth and he slips his index and middle finger in. “Get ‘em wet for me, sweetheart.”
You suck on his fingers until he’s satisfied. He takes those two fingers and slips them down to your already dripping cunt and slides them in.
“Oooh baby, already so wet for me, huh? Such a good girl, coming to my house already wet for daddy.” He says as he curls his fingers in you. You arch your back up, silently begging for him to give your tits attention.
“Use your words, baby.” He pulls your bra down and leans over to take your nipple in his mouth, “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes, daddy. F-fuck I love when you suck on my tits.” You shakily say.
He speeds his fingers up in you, pumping them in and out, curling them, playing with your clit with his thumb. He continues sucking on your pebbled nipples, giving them equal attention, licking them with the tip of his tongue and lightly biting.
He knows how to push you over the edge so quickly it almost seems like magic. You can already feel your climax building and he can see it.
“Just like that baby. Fuck you look so pretty like this. I want you to look at me while you cum. Let me see your face”
His words send you spiraling. Eyes on him, your body spasms around his fingers as you dig your nails into his shoulders.
As you come down from your high, he ushers you to scoot farther up on the bed. As you rest your head down on the pillow, he crawls up between your legs and parts your knees.
“God you’re pretty cunt just absolutely dripping. I need a taste.” He says, dipping his face down and licking up your wet seam. “Fuck, you taste so sweet.”
He flattens his tongue and laps at your folds. Making you clench your thighs around his head.
“Fuck daddy, that feels so good.!” You cry out, digging your fingers into his hair as he digs his into your thighs.
He can sense that another climax is building in you. “Uh uh uh.” He tisks, “Not yet baby. I want to feel it on my cock this time. Hold off just a little while longer while I finish my dessert.” He says, continuing to dig his fingers in your thighs and suck at your clit.
You are so close, that you have to actively focus on not cumming, when he finally stops and comes up face to face with you. Kissing you hard this time. Biting at your lip, probably drawing blood but you don’t care.
He spits on his hand and gets his throbbing shaft positioned at your entrance, stopping at just the tip.
“Who’s hole is this, baby?” He says darkly.
“Fuck, it’s yours daddy. I’m all yours.”
“Good girl.” He says as he thrusts all the way in with one sharp snap of his hips. “This pussy is all mine.”
He’s rough, so rough it almost hurts. It’s almost like he’s trying to convince himself that you’re actually his and only his.
His cock is much bigger than anybody else’s you’ve ever been with. When he goes full force like this, it feels as if he’s going to break you.
You try to scoot yourself up a little so that his cock doesn’t go fully in you. But he wraps his arms under your shoulders and pulls you back down. “Don’t run from it baby, I’m not done, you can take it. A good little whore like you can take my cock.”
Slamming into your cunt, his tip hitting your cervix with each thrust. “This is what you wanted all day isn’t it? My cock splitting you open?”
You let out an exasperated moan, hoping that answers his question.
“No baby. Use. Your. Words.” He says, accentuating each word with another rough thrust of his cock.
“Yes, Daddy! I’ve wanted your cock in me all day.” You scream, “Fuck, can I cum again?”
“Go ahead baby, cum for daddy.”
You immediately cum on command. Practically seeing stars when he says “Fuck baby. You choke my cock so good. I’m gonna fill this pretty pussy up.”
A few more rough thrusts and he lays his full body weight on you and growls as he fills your cunt.
You both lie there for a few minutes with his cock twitching, still in you.
“We should make this using the bed a more regular thing.” He says, rolling over on his side.
“I wouldn’t mind that.” You say as you lay back.
“Can you stay the night?” He asks hopefully
“Yeah, I told my parents not to wait up so I can stay.” You say, cuddling up to him.
You both lay there in comfortable silence until you both drift off to sleep.
Thank you to @bitchesuntitled for helping with editing and ideas!
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Take My Heart — Minji
pairing : non idol!minji x reader
song rec : just friends - jordi
summary : y/n goes on a tour of a college not sure if she wants to go but Minji convinces her
a/n : should basketball ball Minji be next?
“Anyone in there?”. You snapped out of your daydream as you looked up to see your college guide.
“Yup sorry I zoned out..”
“It’s fine! Let’s continue the tour now though!”. As you guide turned around you sighed as you followed them. This college had everything but somehow nothing at all. Maybe it was your guide or maybe the lack of one.
While to an onlooker you were getting a tour you really were just having someone point and name things before they moved on. No interesting facts or dates to be excited about just plain old facts.
“And here’s the cafe! Do you wanna get anything? I have to talk to one of my professors so I’ll be back!”. You were about to nod yes but your guide had already ran away. You sat and observed your surroundings. The cafe was small and cozy kinda reminded you of the one in friends. It looked and felt like a place you could just get lost in a book in.
Or someone’s eyes. Specifically the girls who just caught your eyes. Your eyes grew wide as the alluring girl looked you up and down and then smiled. You quickly tried to look busy while you heard a laugh and foot steps.
“Are your new?”. You looked up to see a girl in a letterman’s jacket hovering over you. Was it just you or was it getting hotter..
“Yes.. but no..”. The girl tilted her head in confusion giving you a better view of her face. Aphrodite blessed her good.
“I.. I’m just here on a tour..”
“Oh.. so you liking the school so far?”
“Not really.. all I’ve seen are old statues and places..”. The girl smiled and licked her lips before she went down into a squat.
“I bet you’d like it more if I toured you around”. You looked down trying to avoid the girls gaze out her finger tipped your face up so now you were staring at her square in the face.
“I.. I guess..”
Now that’s how you ended up holding hands with a girl you didn’t know across the college campus.
“That’s we’re Rina almost got a arrested and where Ri-ki tried to water board Jungwon”. Your eyes went wide as the taller girl laughed.
“There all fine thought don’t worry”. You blushed as the girl squeezed your hand and continued walking.
“I mean if anything you should go here only for the food! It’s delicious I swear!”. You tuned in and out of the tour. Seeing as this beautiful girl just whisked you out of a cafe and now onto another tour.
“Ok so anything else you wanna know?”. You both now sat on the grass the taller girl still slightly hovering over you.
“How’s your.. Merch!”
“Spectacular I mean do you see this jacket?”. You laughed as the nameless girl told stories about the weird things that happened at the school and why you should go there. You ended up completely forgetting about your other tour before you checked the time.
“Oh shit..”
“Oh.. do you have to get back to your half assed tour?”. You giggled while the taller girl helped you up.
“Ya.. it was nice talking to you though.. I loved your tour!”. The girl smiled but it slowly turned into a smirk.
“Take this.. as a souvenir!”. Your cheeks went red again as the girl handed you her jacket.
“Take my heart..”
“What?”. You thought you said that under your breath so you stood stunned.
“I mean I would gladly but can I have a reason first?”. The girl giggled at your stunned face as she got closer. Your heart beat quickened as she whispered in your ear.
“But I got tell you I won’t give it back”. You slightly smiled.
“Y/n! Where have you been?!”. You turned to see your guild your apologized saying you “didn’t know where the bathroom was”
“And Minji showed you?”. You nodded as your previous guide smiled.
“So you do want to tour people Minji”. The guide teased as Minji rolled her eyes.
“I got to go see you next year Y/n”. Minji winked as she ran over to a group you assumed was her friends as you stood smiling like a little kid.
“I see she got your heart too”. Your guide giggled as she started the tour again.
Let’s just hope Minji doesn’t give it back..
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𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 — a collection of one - liners taken from the 1982 musical, little shop of horrors. slightly edited for clarity. change pronouns as necessary.
❛ what a creepy thing to be happening ! ❜
❛ stop right where you are . ❜
❛ i keep asking god what i’m for . ❜
❛ depression’s just status quo . ❜
❛ show me a way to get outta here . ❜
❛ someone gimme my shot or i’ll rot here ! ❜
❛ you’ve given me nothing but heartache and hurt . ❜
❛ what do you want from me, blood ? ❜
❛ you’re not happy unless i open a vein . ❜
❛ do you mind if i call you a genius ? ❜
❛ don’t it go to show ya never know ? ❜
❛ i know [ name ] is the greatest . ❜
❛ well , if not , he’s got inner beauty . ❜
❛ i dream of a place where we can be together at last . ❜
❛ it’s just a little daydream of mine. ❜
❛ i’m his december bride . ❜
❛ he’s father , he knows best . ❜
❛ i dream we’ll go somewhere that’s green . ❜
❛ we’re closed for renovation today ! ❜
❛ fortune has been smiling . ❜
❛ you’ve been getting hurt so much lately . ❜
❛ you have a talent for causing things pain . ❜
❛ your temperament’s wrong for the priesthood . ❜
❛ i enjoy the career that i picked ! ❜
❛ i get off on the pain i inflict ! ❜
❛ i know that my mama’s proud of me ! ❜
❛ i want to be your dad . ❜
❛ i'll gladly treat you like my own flesh and blood . ❜
❛ lady luck came and found me ! ❜
❛ i'll make it worth your while . ❜
❛ a lot of folks deserve to die . ❜
❛ you didn’t have nothin’ until you met me . ❜
❛ there must be someone you can eighty - six real quiet - like . ❜
❛ the guy sure looks like plant food to me ! ❜
❛ any moment i could die . ❜
❛ i’m not immortal . ❜
❛ it really is a rotten way to go . ❜
❛ what we have here is an ethical dilemma . ❜
❛ i laughed myself to death ! ❜
❛ call back in the morning , will you ? ❜
❛ i know things were bad , but now they’re okay . ❜
❛ you don’t need no makeup . ❜
❛ you don’t have to pretend . ❜
❛ nobody ever treated me kindly . ❜
❛ i’d meet a man , and i’d follow him blindly . ❜
❛ tell me this feeling lasts 'til forever . ❜
❛ tell me the bad times are clean washed away . ❜
❛ please understand that it’s still strange and frightening . ❜
❛ he knows just what you’ve done . ❜
❛ when he’s gone the world will be yours . ❜
❛ tell me , darling , what’s going on ? ❜
❛ she might not love me anymore . ❜
❛ you’re looking cute as can be . ❜
❛ please , please don’t die . ❜
❛ i’m feeling strangely happy now . ❜
❛ you’re a monster and so am i ! ❜
❛ give up , small fry ! ❜
❛ don’t feed the plants . ❜
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“KISS ME MORE!” pt. 2
⇢ sakusa kiyoomi, bokuto kotaro, miya osamu, kozume kenma, kuroo tetsuro x f!reader
⇢ part 1
synopsis: the one in which you ask him to please kiss you more
ʚɞ SAKUSA Kiyoomi | collapses next to you on the sofa after a long day at practice. Your fingers weave through his curls, hands gently massaging his scalp as he melts into your touch. He peeks up at you tiredly, “thank you, my love. what can I ever do to repay your kindness?” He smiles gently, a rhetorical question that expected no answer. So imagine the surprise on his face when you responded with a “well, you could kiss me more...” He looks at you and sees the seriousness in your eyes. Your husband laughs, suddenly reenergized. He pats his laps invitingly, which you gladly accepted. “are you comfortable?” he murmurs, lips brushing against yours. “mmhm.” His fingers playfully tugs at the hem of your shirt, “you’re a little brat you know that?” “your little brat.” “mmhm.”
ʚɞ BOKUTO Kotaro | is the happiest man when you ask him for a favor like this. “Baby Ko!” You open your arms wide as he happily jumps into them. “Baby y/n!” He mimics you, “how’s my pretty wife doing?” You press a light kiss on his nose, “better now that you’re here.” He hums happily, strong arms engulfing you as he wraps himself around your waist and pulls you in close to him. “what are you thinking about?” “about how you should kiss me more.” Bokuto snaps his head up to look at you, a shock look in his eyes before breaking out into a goofy smile. “oh?” He raises a brow before kissing you on your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, then finally your lips. He giggles as you giggle. “more!” “alright, another round of kisses for my princess!”
ʚɞ MIYA Osamu | You watch as your husband wipe down the kitchen counter and prepped the ingredients needed for the restaurant tomorrow. He smiles as he feels your stares, “'m almost done, princess and then we can do whatever ya want, sound good?” You walk over gleefully and wrap your arms around him, peeking up to look at him. “anything I want?” Samu nods, smiling down at you. “what if I want you to kiss me more?” Osamu doesn’t answer, but you suddenly find yourself spun around, your back gently hitting the counter as his face inches closer to yours before pressing a light kiss on your lips. “well I did say anything ya want. Yer wish is my command.”
ʚɞ KOZUME Kenma | “kenma!” “yes?” He sets down his cup of coffee and looks up at you as you stand before him, arms crossed. “What flavor is your coffee?” Kenma looks down at the cup before looking up at you, confused. “what do you mean? its coffee? um...vanilla I guess. It’s just the one you got yesterday.” “can I have a taste?” He lifts up his cup to you invitingly but you shake your head. “why don’t you show me the flavor another way?” you winked suggestively. Kenma blushes a deep shade of red but nonetheless opens his arms invitingly as you sink down onto the sofa. “you’re very creative...” he whispers just before leaning in. “did you get a good taste?” You giggle and shake your head no. He sighs playfully, “looks like I have no choice but to kiss you again.” yes please!
ʚɞ KUROO Tetsuro | stands up to stretch, holding out his hand to you. You look at his invitation before looking away. Your husband looks down at you, amusement dancing in his eyes. “what’s wrong, pretty face?” “it’s just...” another sigh as you begin to quote Doja Cat, “we hug. And yes, we make love. Then we always just say good night.” Kuroo sits back down, ready to entertain your antics. He’s absolutely aware you’re quoting Doja cat, after all, this song has been on replay for you this entire week. “oh yeah? and you don’t like that?” He inquires. “no I do but...” He grabs your chin, tilting you up to look at him. “but you want me to kiss you more?” Before you could respond, Kuroo presses his lips into yours before pulling away, leaving you slightly dazed. You pout as he laughs, “what? you want more? okay, I'll kiss you more any time, y/n.”
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do you think you could write married life headcannons with Lester and Reggie (separate)?
💚💚💚My husbands🩵🩵🩵
Lester Sinclair
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
He is the best man you’ll ever love. Always hugging you, loving you, kissing you, holding you— you’ll be smothered by love.
Your ring is made from bones… lol, no, Lester would never— he actually works up enough money and buys your a simple silver ring with your and his birth stones in shape of a heart.
But if you want bone jewelry, he’ll gladly make you something.
Lester comes home every day with something new. It could be flowers, a cool rock, dinner (a fresh kill good enough to cook), bones… the list goes on.
If you don’t want to cook road kill, he’s okay with it. He’s happy with whatever you’d like :3
Kills spiders for you.
Whenever you argue, he tries not to yell. I feel like he doesn’t yell or doesn’t like to yell. He cries when someone screams at him… so, communication is his strong suit.
Leaves you sticky notes of love or just simple ones.
He’ll have you two live in a cabin he and his brothers built, and it’s a nice log cabin with a lion legs bathtub, kitchen with a dishwasher, and a staircase leading you to y’all’s room.
The first thing he does when he comes home is take a shower before loving you. Bonus if you take a shower/bath with him.
He’ll take you on his rounds if you want, and he’ll let you be a passenger prince/princess/royalty.
Breakfast in bed every Friday morning.
Thursday Nights: Date Nights. He’ll clean up nice and take you to town for dinner, a walk around the little shops, and a movie if there’s anything good. If you don’t go out, he’ll cook you a good southern meal, take you outside for a walk with Jonesy, and end the night with a movie or just go straight to the bedroom for cuddles (maybe more ;) ).
Lester also does surprise dates! He’ll call up and say, “Sweet pea, I jus’ finished ‘n be there in twenty. Dress righ’. ‘M takin’ ya out.”
He does worry that he’s not enough for you, thinking that you might leave him if he does something wrong, but you always show you love him when he feels that low.
Bonus: If you’re pregnant, he’ll be nervous. He doesn’t want to end up like his father. But then he’ll melt when you show him the pictures of the alter sound.
Reggie Morgan
My beautiful Aussie would love you with ever fiber of his being.
I imagine he’ll take you far away from his brother. He doesn’t want his brother to try and hurt you.
Actually… he’ll make sure you never meet his family.
Your ring was his grandmother’s, and he was able to grab it from James before running away with you.
Hand holding in public to show off your ring and that you’re married to him.
He still delivers and drives, though, but he comes home, kissing your cheek, and a smile on his lips.
You two have one of the best gardens, too! He loves planting with you and taking care of the plants.
Reg loves taking you to the weekend markets and fairs. Fairytale Land is another place you two go (I think that’s the name) and this was where he proposed to you by the wishing well.
He can’t cook, but he can bake! He’ll make you muffins and cookies when you’re sad or had a bad time at work.
Slow dances with you in the kitchen at night in the dim light to the old country music on the radio.
Much like Lester, he leaves behind sticker notes with love letters or just a simple note.
If he knows you have a bad day, he’ll do his best to make you smile. Flowers, making dinner, asking your to talk… Reg will do anything to make you smile.
Breakfast in bed every Tuesday.
When arguing, he’ll storm off and be by himself for a while, but he’ll always come back with Mr. Frooty box and a sandwich for you. He’ll apologize and tell you that he didn’t mean it.
Like Lester, Thursdays are Date Nights. It’s pretty similar, too.
He’ll call you with a surprise, saying, “Heya, love. I just finished me- rounds. I saws tis amazin’ pizza stand. I reckon we try it. Dress righ’. I’ll be home in two ticks.” You can always hear his smile when he talks on the phone, too.
Yes, you two get a dog and name him Indy (it’s kinda cute because of Jonesy). It’s a German shorthair; they’re good hunting dogs.
Also kills spiders for you because it’s Australia. They got fucking spiders.
He’s still a bit shy around you and nervous, but Reg warms up to you with smiles and hand holdings. He really loves it when you cuddle close to him at night. He loves you so much it hurts sometimes. You’re the best thing to happen to him.
Bounce: If you’re pregnant, he’ll try to be the best father he could be. He never had a father going up, but he’ll make sure your kid doesn’t feel less love than he has.
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you can take it
dean winchester x afab!reader — smut, 18+ only, nsfw, fwb/fuck buddies situation is how i imagined it, but however you wanna read it :)
“Fuck, Dean! Right there!” you cried out from underneath the man pounding into you. He had you flat on your stomach, his forearms on either side of your head holding himself up. You were caged in — and you fucking loved it.
“Yeah, baby, you like that?” Dean practically growled in your ear. His hot breath curled through your hair as he grunted with the force of his thrusts. You inhaled his scent as his body pressed to yours. Whiskey. Leather. Something so distinctly Dean.
“So, fucking, much, De,” the words came punching out of you as his hips kept a steady pace. He pressed wet kisses along your jawline and down your neck, and you let out a moan, tilting your head to grant him even better access.
Dean gladly took advantage of your instinctive submission, his kisses growing harsher, and you knew you’d find marks there in the morning. Worth it. You fucking loved the feeling of his teeth scraping along your skin, and he was nothing if not observant. The past few times you’d done this together, he’d taken mental notes, and it showed.
Not that the first time was bad, or anything less than great, actually. The rumors about Dean Winchester’s sexual prowess certainly were true. Not only was he exceptionally gifted below the belt, but he also made it his mission to give his partner as much pleasure as possible, and as much as you’d rolled your eyes when Dean had referred to himself as a “god in bed,” you couldn’t say he was wrong.
Hence, why you found yourself falling into bed with him again, and again, and again.
You could feel Dean shifting slightly over you, and suddenly, you felt his fingertips brushing lightly over the column of your throat, a stark contrast to the way he touched you everywhere else. You nodded your assent to him, “C’monnn, do it already!”
Instantly, his palm was flat against your neck, his thick fingers pressing, encircling your throat and forcing your head up. “Better watch the attitude, darlin’,” he warned, his lips brushing your cheek tauntingly as his grip slightly lessened your airflow. “You know who’s callin’ the shots right now.”
“Yes…sir…” you choked out as his fingers pressed tighter.
“Ah, yeah, that’s my girl,” Dean grunted, his lips brushing your ear just enough to make you wild with need for him. Each of his thrusts forced something in between a whine and a moan from your throat, and you slapped your palm over your mouth to try and keep the last bit of your dignity.
But Dean had other plans.
“Hands off,” he grunted, his hips never faltering. His big palm slapped down on your wrist, closing around it, and jerking your hand away. “Wanna hear ya whining for me.”
As soon as your hand left your mouth, Dean slammed his hips hard against you.
“Fuck, Dean!” you yelped as he rammed into your cervix.
“Aw, it’s okay, baby,” he taunted. “I know you can take it. My big, bad hunter girl’d never let herself go down without a fight, hmm? Remember what you told me yesterday?”
His voice had dropped even lower, taken on a darker tone, and his breathing was raspy. Even still, his pace was relentless.
“Ow, Dean, fuck off!” you huffed at his teasing.
Crack. His palm came down harsh on the side of your ass, and this time, he did stop. He pulled all the way out, and suddenly, you were flat on your back, lying underneath him. He loomed over you, smirking dangerously, and you knew you’d fucked up.
“Ohhh, sweetheart, you should’ve known better than to talk to me like that,” he growled out, and you swallowed nervously.
“M’sorry?” you tried hesitantly. But Dean just scoffed, shaking his head, and pinned your wrists above your head.
Shit.
guess i’ll add my tags hehe (if you’re crossed out, i couldn’t tag you!)
Forevers: @evergreencowboy @deanwanddamons @katelyn--renee @lassie-bird @jensengirl83 @superfanficnatural @wayward-dreamer @that-one-gay-girl @writercole @flamencodiva
SPN: @meeshw777 @sexyvixen7 @beth-gallagher22 @deanwinchesterwifesblog @blueeyedchaos @maliburenee @deanssliceofcherrypie @jordyn-laufeyson
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#dean winchester#dean winchester smut#dean x female!reader#dean winchester x fem!reader#dean winchester x reader#dean x reader#spn#spn smut
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