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lulumilkshake · 11 months

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pretty little wife

pairings: g. satoru

description: he couldn’t help but show love to his pretty housewife.

warnings: gojo has a housewife kink, food play, mentions of wet dreams, non consensual photo taking, idk just sex lmfao

a/n: currently coping from chapter 225 even though ik he won’t die that easily LMAOO

gojo really couldn’t help but show love to his beautiful little housewife.

you were an angel compared to him. always fulfilling his every need all the time.

if he was hungry? you’d make him the best meal.

if he was sleepy? you’d let him take a nap on your chest, his favorite pillow.

if he wanted to fuck you? you’d of course, let him!

therefore, he had a wet dream about you last night.

you were in nothing but your sweet little apron, letting him lick buttercream off the valley of your breasts, as he pounded his fat cock into you rapidly.

as he woke up in the morning, he groaned at the feeling of his boner straining against his sweatpants.

never in his life would he think a woman would have an effect on him like this. but he couldn’t help it. who wouldn’t when you were so sweet and obedient to him?

he was about to roll over and press his hard-on against your ass but he noticed you weren’t next to him. he groaned once more that he had to get up with the feeling of blue balls.

when he got up, he rethought about his dream and the way you were moaning as he slammed his cock into you, overstimulated as his dick hit every spot inside of you.

“fuck,” he whispered out as his dick was pulsing harder at the thought of you moaning under him.

“gonna make that dream real, sweet girl” he mumbled out as he headed downstairs, palming his boner to soothe the pain a bit.

“honey..!! i have something to give you!!” he spoke cockily while he was walking down the stairs, looking for you.

while walking down stairs and through the living room, the smell of pancakes filled his nostrils.

“his pretty little housewife,” he thought. you were so cute for him. waking up so early to give him a nice breakfast.

fuck.

as he walked into the kitchen, he stared at the blessed sight that his eyes behold.

you were in nothing but panties, an apron, and his shirt, humming a sweet tune to yourself as you sway your hips.

his mouth was watering at the sight of you, he couldn’t help but palm his cock again before letting out a wolf whistle as he leaned on the doorway, trying to play it cool.

“look at you, pretty girl” he spoke teasingly as he walked torwards you.

you jumped a bit as you heard his voice, but giggled soon afterwards.

“good mornin’ sweetheart! did you wake up okay, sleepy?” you ask while giggling more, your voice filled with love for your snow white haired husband. your teasing was barely even teasing. in his eyes, you were the most innocent girl ever.

you were gonna drive him insane. your voice itself was enough to make the strongest become the weakest.

he grabs your hips, putting his head into the nape of your neck. his clothed cock is throbbing against your panties, as he whispers in your ear.

“would’ve woken up better if you were in bed next to me. then we wouldn’t have to do this now, yeah?”

before you could respond to him, he pushed you up against the counter before pulling down your panties.

“s-satoru!” you whine out as you’re surprised by his sudden advances. you let him do whatever he wants though, because after all you just want him to be happy, and he loved the feeling of knowing you thought that way about him and only him.

“i know baby, just gotta take care of this. then I’ll eat breakfast with you, okay?” he doesn’t wait for your answer though as he rips off your (his) shirt, leaving on the apron just like in his dream.

you moan out at the feeling of him ripping off your shirt. “j-just what are you trying to do, s-satoru?” you question since you noticed he didn’t take off your apron.

he ignores you as he is only focused on taking off his pants. his long cock springing out and hitting his abdomen. you drool a bit at the sight, and so does your pussy.

satoru notices this and he lets out a loud laugh. “so wet for me already, huh sweet girl? but i barely even touched you yet.” he teases you and you pout a bit at this, staring up at his tall figure with doe eyes.

fuck, seeing you liked this turned him on so much. his cock twitched at your pout. “awh don’t be like that baby,” he says squeezing your face and giving you a quick kiss before lining his cock up with the entrance of your dripping pussy.

“i always make my sweet housewife feel good, don’t i?” he says with a smile before he thrusts into your pussy hard and suddenly without warning. as he thrusted into you with precision, you were seeing stars. you were drooling everywhere, babbling out nonsense as his hips bucked into your tight cunt.

“s-satoru” was all you could scream out as he continued to pound into your pussy. he chuckled at the sight. you were so cock drunk, but not even close to how pussy drunk he was. he had to close his eyes at the sight so he wouldn’t cum so soon.

when he looked to the right, trying to take his eyes off your body so he wouldn’t cum before you, he noticed a bottle of whipped cream on the counter. he remembered his dream at this moment, and took the whipped cream bottle and stared directly at your tits. he had a shit eating grin on his face, that you could only gulp at what was gonna happen next.

you looked up at him with the whipped cream bottle in his hand, not even being able to question it because his cock kept hitting every single spot inside of you.

he cackled mischievously as he had an idea. he took the whipped cream bottle and starting spelling out, “torus cockslut” on your neck and breasts before laughing hard at the sight. he pulled out his phone without you knowing to take a picture of the slutty sight.

you didn’t know what he was laughing so hard at, but you couldn’t help but laugh (and moan) with him too. you thought he was just being wholesome and enjoying the sweet moment.. oh love, were you wrong. when was the strongest sorcerer ever wholesome when fucking you like this?

as soon as he finished up laughing, he started to lick at the whipped cream, cleaning up your body. as he did this, he continued to thrust his length into you, even rougher this time due to the sight of you almost fucked out.

he licked at your breasts like it was his last meal, paying special attention to your hard nipples. he sucked at your breasts, licking up any other spots he missed. you whimper and moan out louder at the feeling of his tongue all over your breasts and neck.

“t—too much, toru!” you clenched around his cock harder at the feeling of him pounding into you and the feeling of his tongue on you.

“fuck— squeezing around me so tight baby.” he groans out as he continues to thrust his hips into you, getting deeper at every plunge. the blunt head of his cock hitting every part inside of you.

“s-satoru! g-gonna’ cum!” you gasp out loud, the feeling of your orgasm pooling inside of you.

“shit— me too, baby. c-cum with me, take all my load!” he grunts loudly as his thrusts stammer as he releases a hot load of cum inside of you, painting your walls with ropes of cum. you moan out at the feeling of his cum filling you as you milk his cock, pussy spasming as you reach the end of your high.

you both pant loudly as you both hit your orgasm together. he pulls out of you quickly, as cum spills out of your pretty pussy. he smiles at the sight. even though you were his sweet little housewife, he loved to ruin you.

he picked you up and sat you down on the couch before giving you a blanket, some water, and a plate of pancakes.

“thank you, satoru!” you smiled sweetly at his affection and aftercare towards you. he kept his promise and sat down to eat breakfast with you. he was such a great husband!

as he sat down next to you, he chuckled loud as he opened his phone.

“what’s so funny, baby?” you ask, crawling over to him wanting to laugh with him as well.

“aren’t you just the most adorable girl in the world?” he answered cooing at you. he started laughing loud and cocky again at his wallpaper, staring at it with another famous shit eating grin as he admired his artwork.

it was..

a photo of you..

with the words.. ‘torus cockslut on your breasts..

written with love by the one and only, Gojo Satoru.

your cheeks warmed up at the sight.

“w-wha—!” you gasp before covering your face in embarrassment. it wasn’t a wholesome moment at all!

he giggles once more before wrapping an arm around you, pulling you close to his bare chest.

“a bit disappointed i forgot to put my signature, but there is always a next time, yeah?”

a/n: in gojo we trust! hope u enjoyed <3

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fairyofshampgyu · 9 months

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Been in a dom gyu brainrot lately I HAVE BETRAYED MY ROOTS IK IM A DISGRACE 😟😪 IT WONT LEAVE MY MINDHSJ ITS PAINFUL BUT ANYWAY SHORT DISCOMBOBULATED DRABBLE

Thinking about high sex w stoner boy beomgyu with piercings ! whose always known to get into some kind of trouble all the time, always mischievous and teasing and your friends saying he’s bad a influence on you and you shouldn’t hang out with him that much but you still do and don’t listen to them, always dismissing and saying you have absolutely NO feelings whatsoever and that it is PURELY platonic despite harbouring the most intense feelings for this guy sigh…😟 but you know he’s only trouble and probably doesn’t like you that way so you just kinda ignore it.

But one day you find yourself in a random quiet empty bedroom at a college party with him, sitting on the bed together as he smokes a joint and you both talk and laugh about random shit away from the mess of a party going on.

Beomgyu nonchalantly offers you his joint and you, slightly timid stumble and admit you’ve never tried it. Beomgyu only grinning at you, eyes lighting up at that and insisting that you should at least try, saying he really wants to get high w you and that it would be so fun with you, saying that he’d make you feel safe, it’d just be the both of you you trust him right? You’re good friends after all 🤷‍♀️.

And so you awkwardly take the joint, doing what he tells you to do, a bit nervous and embarrassed and still confused despite the simple introductions. Beomgyu chuckling at you and coming closer to you as he decides to just hold the joint for you instead and places it to your mouth, guiding you in and it feels way too intimate with the way he’s looking at you as well.

It doesn’t take long before the weed starts to kick in, both of you taking long drags and passing the joint round and you guys getting extremely high off your asses, anything and everything becoming funny.

“Heyyyy, heyy gyu. What’s shotgunning? I’ve heard it before idk what is is thoughh. What is it?” it’s a genuine curious question your stoned self asks and beomgyu’s eyes widen for a split second before he’s smirking widely and raising a brow at you.

“Could show you if you want~” And you nod your head rapidly, stoned self just so curious and innocent, it’s hard for beomgyu to contain himself.

He cups your cheek and comes even closer to your face, lips very lightly grazing at yours but enough that you can feel his snake bite lips rings faintly on you as he smugly puffs the smoke into your mouth, his eyes not leaving yours as he grins, hand still softly on your cheek, your mouth hanging open as you gasp loudly, not believing what’s even happening rn.

“Come on now it’s only fair you do it to me too right?” Beomgyu sits back, and stares at you, ego a bit too high rn as you hesitantly shuffle closer to him, feeling your face drastically heat up and you take a drag nervously, slowly inching towards him before beomgyu’s impatient self sighs and pulls you into his lap so sudden and harsh you yelp.

You take turns shotgunning, lips faintly touching but never enough, your brain and the room clouded over with curls of heavy smoke and weed as you breathe heavily and your face is still so heated up, eyes half lidded. Beomgyu finally pulling away and stopping, softly giggling and asking if you get it now.

Your baked ass then touching his lips, running your fingers over his lip piercings, eyes crazed and babbling about how hot you’ve always found his snake bites hot and beomgyu chuckling at that, both of you staring into each others eyes and looking down at your lips that he finds himself smashing his lips with yours, making out intensely but sloppily for what feels like hours, beomgyu hovering on top of you as his rough kisses start to trail elsewhere and you can’t help whimpering his name as he sucks hickeys and goes even further to your collarbone and his hands roaming practically everywhere, him still teasing you until you’re pleading that you need him so bad and right now.

Not even a breath later and he’s fucking into you with frantic urgency, not bothering to take either of your clothes off, settling for quickly pushing his baggy ripped jeans slightly down and pulling your panties to the side, lifting your shirt up so he can see your tits jiggling as he practically pounds into you erratically, hips smacking with yours as he moans even louder than you the entire time, rubbing his thumb over your clit, still making out with you and smelling the strong scent of weed from each other, still so dazed and both your minds fogged even more sensitive because of the drugs, everything feeling 10x stronger as he desperately tries to make you cum on his cock and it’s not long before he’s coating you too and fucking the cum back into you, fucking whilst stoned so messy

Then you wake up the next day, trying to remember what even happened, freaking the shit out and ready to run away any second, nearly leaping out the bed but beomgyu only pulls you in closer, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist so you can’t escape, sleepy and stupid grin on his face, mumbling about how he hopes you don’t regret it and that he definitely doesn’t

“Hmm~let’s skip classes today and cuddlee. You’re so comfy.”

“You’re always skipping classes, choi beomgyu.”

“So what?! You still like me hehe”

“When did I ever say I liked you?!”

“As if I wouldn’t notice. You’ve been giving me heart eyes for ages. It was cute loll. You were so bad at hiding it~”

#I literally don’t even know what this is #ITS LATE AND ITS ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT I CANT SLEEP #HELP ME IT MAKES NO SENSE #beomgyu smut #txt smut #txt hard thoughts #txt hard hours #beomgyu hard thoughts #beomgyu hard hours #can you tell this is like the first time I’ve ever written sub reader 😟

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broooooo · 6 months

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Dronehood

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In today's world , the world has been slowly taken over by drones, whether it was by force, choice or persuasion, men are being converted, covered in a shiny black latex, a second skin, a well built muscled body, constantly aroused and hard. The mind does seem to remain keeping the hosts personality, but there's a big focus of obeying the master and the pleasure of dronehood

At first the world was scared, but as the drone army expanded, it slowly became normal, as if it's a rite of passage for teenage, adult men. It's even become a kind of entertainment to watch a conversion happen, could inspire others , or worn them.

Then there's me

I am Aaron, 21, regular build, living in an apartment, IV never been opposed to the drone movement. It's interesting to watch.

Deep down I wouldn't mind becoming a drone myself, it genuinely sounds fun.

Iv watched my childhood friend, Jason, become one before my eyes, he had wanted it for a while, and decided to get a slow conversion, he wanted to experience all the feelings grow and build.

The conversion itself is simple, intercourse with a drone, you may or may not include leather articles of clothing such as gloves or boots for extra pleasure. When it's done, the new drone is given a serial number name, but can keep their human name for interactions with others, plus they can take off their head mask for easy identification.

I myself don't leave my room a lot, i just watch from my TV or the window, hearing it through my walls too at times. Jason's my roommate, but he's never home, he's busy converting others or just hanging out with other drones.

Somewhat makes me jealous, before his conversion , we were the same, locked in your rooms not doing much, it honestly is a better life for him, and I'm happy,

It's possible to request a drone conversion, many have done it, Idk why I haven't done it yet, I guess I want to keep my peace for a little while, but ik at some point it will get too much to bear and then I will know I'm ready.

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It was a normal day for me, watching my conversions , and contemplating life. When suddenly I hear the front door open, I rush out to see him, Jason standing in the door way, his heavy leather boots stomping on the floor as he closes the door. He looks at me, I haven't seen his have a week's.

JASON!?* ITS been so long, how.. have you been?*

He smiles and embraces me in a hug

*Iv been well, I missed you*

My face goes flush red, as I hug him back.

His latex skin is soft and shiny , the feel of hard muscles, it makes my heart race.

We pull away and I ask*

What are you doing here Jason?* Don't you have missions ?*

Jason laughs and says * well I do live here, plus even drones need rest.*

I answer back"

Well that makes sense , yeah*

Jason goes sit on the couch to watch TV.

*mind getting me a sparkling lemon water Aaron?.

Oh? Ok sure , I'll make us both one *

I go the kitchen, fill two cups with soda and prepare to cut lemons, during all this my mind races with thoughts, the sudden appearance of Jason and the feeling of his skin, it felt great. I feel hot, almost dreaming of it

As I'm cutting lemons the knife slips and cuts my hand, breaking me out of my dream like state

GAH*

Jason turns and runs up to me concerned

Are you ok?*

I'm fine just cut my self.

I go to clean up the blood and find a bandage, but problem, we where out of bandages

*darn we're out of bandaids.

Well I have a suggestion*

I turn around to see Jason's bear hand outstretched holding a latex glove.

You took it off? Isn't that yours?

Don't worry, I get a new one, my body can create it naturally.

I look at the glove as I hold it, it's soft,

The glove has a healing effect to it, it protects us drones from major injuries.

Huh, convenient , as I smile* thanks

I put the glove over my disinfected hand, I move my fingers about feeling it, it was soft, silky and comfortable.

So this is how it feels?* I say

Yeah, it's quite the sensation isn't it?,

Very much so, no wonder many ppl become drones.

Jason helps me finish the drinks and we go sit on the couch together.

Have you thought about dronehood much Aaron?

I turn to him and choke a little ,

Have I thought about it? It's ALL I can think about xd* I say with laughter, I observe it happen from my room, since your never hear.

And before you ask, no, I don't think I'm ready yet.

Jason looks into this drink and back up to me, he leans a hand over to touch my shoulder,

He smiles and says, * when you're ready then, no force, I want you to enjoy it as much as possible.

I peek up, *I KNEW IT, you planned this, laughing.

You were always a trickster you, we both laugh

Well Aaron , I. Do hope you enjoy that glove, it will help you decide, I'm sure of it.

I turn to look out the window and smiles

*thanks, i-, will definitely have an answer soon I'm sure.

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Afterwards we hang out the rest of day, it was a fun reunion, full of talk and catching up untill sun down

We both go to bed , crashing instantly as I'd been so tired after today.

The next day Jason and I bid farewell as he leaves for a mission.

I'm left alone and go to my room , sitting on my bedroom couch

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Hm, planed or not, I'm happy I have this glove. I turn on the TV to watch some more conversions

I feel hot and steamy imagining it, before I know it I'm rubbing my bulge with the gloved hand , my dick getting erect from what pleasure I can muster,

And idea popped into my head, I head over to Jason's room, and my mind was validated when I saw them, an extra pair of leather boots,

*planned this too Jason? Well idc, thanks*

We happen to be the same size, even so is force my feet into them, the boots go up to my kne, tall and shiny, sliding my feet in, my heart and mind are racing , my dick is rock hard , the sensations are over powering, I lace them up tight, whist I remove my clothing.

I stand up to look to the mirror, naked with only a latex glove and leather boots on, the weight of the boots and the tightness, protecting me, I go to my bed,I start to edge off slowly, aroused to high heavens and enjoying it all. Whilst the sounds of conversions from the TV hum in the background.

I never realized it but the dream like state I was in of edging and leaking lasted 3 days, I was covered in pre, drooling and gooing out, the latex glove and boots has started to spread up my legs and arm, then came Jason, he stood in my bedroom doorway, smiling, he comes over and jumps on top of me, squeezing my nipples hard

I moan hard and leak over me

*ready Aaron?*

Laughing through the intense pleasure ,

*hehe yeah. Convert me friend* I'm ready*

Jason's glowing purple eyes look into mine,

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Jason's hard latex dick at the ready, and with a passionate kiss it commences, what felt like a. Eternity, lasted a week of slow intense sex and conversion. As I expected it all

By the end of it, we and the bed were wet in pre, drool and juices, through the days, the latex nanites from Jason's dick slowly transformed my body, spreading the latex all over whist giving my muscle to fit, the climax of the conversion was then.

Jason fucking my tight ass, we both prepared for it , cum

It was a screech of intense pleasure, black nantite filled cum sprayed in ropes out our dicks, lasting 69 minutes of constant cumming, fucking and kissing, and the cum pool around us and soak back up into our bodies, , strengthening the conversion.

When it was all over , we lay there together tired and in love

My eyes start to glow to an intense blue. My mind was reshaped and ready,

Looking to Jason's eyes I say.

* I am ready to obey , ready to spread , ready to cum alongside you *

Jason smiles and kisses me, *ik.. drone 6923..*

My eyes flash, * yes... My new name.. thank you..

Drone 8696..*

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In the end we two drones, continued to make out intensely, passionately, never running out of cum

Untill the next mission is handed to us, and. I join Jason on my first crusade, We will enjoy each other forever.

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: D

I enjoyed this one , genuinely think it's one of my best works yet

Hope you enjoy it, fellow drones

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kisses4suna · 2 years

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inarizaki players as your bf ! #

☆ featuring. atsumu, osamu, suna, kita, aran (in order)

sorry kita and arans are short, i got lazy 😭 suna’s part is kinda long bc i love him sm

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MIYA ATSUMU -

- your relationship with him is definitely the “she fell first but he fell harder” type trope.

- i feel like atsumu’s s/o would definitely be someone smart, like really smart.

- he loves just watching you do your homework, he finds you so pretty when you focus on your work, and he just sits there with his head plopped on top of his crossed arms, staring at you in adoration

- you guys probably first met when you were assigned to be his tutor. his teachers had warned him that if his grades didn’t start improving then he’d be suspended from the volleyball team, this was the only reason he accepted tutoring.

- at first you guys probably didn’t get along, but seeing him look so determined to study just for volleyball actually made him kinda cute.

- after a while, atsumu had realized he’d fallen for you too- maybe because he couldn’t get you out of his head- or maybe because he actually started looking forward for tutoring.

- he finally asked you out after a couple weeks- and surprisingly to him, you said yes !

- now that you two are dating, you better brace yourself. because atsumu is probably VERY clingy.

- he constantly tells you to come over to watch him practice, and sometimes he forgets you have your own life, cause he just wants you by his side 24/7.

MIYA OSAMU -

- you guys are definitely the friends to lovers trope !

- osamu would definitely want a partner that’s in love with food just as much as he is- he wants someone that can cook, that can bake, and someone that can finally realize that he is his own person. not “atsumu’s twin brother”.

- he first met you probably at the school cafeteria. (ik a lot of people say cafeteria food is bad but i have a feeling that osamu eats that shi upp 😭 he probably begs suna for some of his cafeteria food cause he actually likes it)

- “hey aren’t you a student? why are you serving as a lunch lady”, he asks. now osamu is a lot of things but most of all- he’s pretty observant. if he sees your face once he automatically knows who you are.

- you told him you volunteered cause they needed an extra hand cooking and stuff and thats when his eyes lit up- you were the one who made the cafeteria food actually taste good.

- he asked for your number so maybe you could talk more about different recipes and different foods you could try together.

- you started talking more and became friends. the moment he really fell for you and realized he likes you was when he asked for you to come over, atsumu was on a run and wouldn’t come back till way later so the house was his.

- when you came over you two just talked casually, and when you started cooking with him, you saw a smile on his face that you’ve never seen before.

- after cooking and eating, you two were cleaning up the dishes, you were washing them, while he was drying them.

- “hey i had a lot of fun today.” he said out of nowhere. “yeah me too, we should do this more.” it went quiet after you said that, and you turned to look at him, he looked like he was thinking hard.

- “this is probably a bad time but i just wanna get it over with, i have a crush on you. its fine if you don’t like me back i ju-“

- he couldn’t even finish his sentence, you turned off the faucet and dropped whatever dish was in your hand and just kissed him. it seemed to sudden but it all felt so right.

- you guys started dating a week after that, atsumu was kinda shocked. he knew his brother had a crush on you, but what he didn’t know was that you actually liked him back. atsumu could’ve sworn you were head over heels for him- not osamu, but then again that’s just atsumu’s big ego talking.

- osamu as a boyfriend is definitely chill- but he’s constantly freaking out in the inside, insecure that you’d leave him for his brother, but he’d never tell you about that.

SUNA RINTAROU -

- suna mfing rintarouuu <333333 (could u tell he’s my fav? hfiajshdak)

- brothers best friend trope with him omgggg !! ur probably the “i hate you” gf and he’s the “i love you too” bf

- imagine being the miya twins’ sister and crushing on your brothers’ best friend !! and him crushing on you backkkk ?!!!?!!

- your brother’s definitely dragged you to sign up as manager, and when you got the position you remembered that suna rintarou is also apart of the boys volleyball team.. yeah you have had a crush on him for a while.

- you first met him when your brothers invited him over to your house, you didn’t think much of him at first, sure he was attractive but he was quiet, didn’t say anything to you, just a small wave when you were introduced to him.

- he started to come over frequently, but still said nothing to you- you didn’t mind though. at that time you haven’t formed a crush on him yet.

- it wasn’t till his 7th? visit to your house that he said something to you that wasn’t a “hey” or “excuse me”. the moment was quite embarrassing however.

- you were getting dressed to go to your friends house, when all of a sudden your door opens with suna rintarou just standing there. it takes both of you a whole minute to process the situation and that’s when embarrassment strikes, “oh my god.. im so so so sorry.. uh i was looking for the bathroom, wrong room sorry..”. he seems calm on the outside but on the inside this man is literally going insane. yeah okay maybe he’s thought you’re kinda really cute, but he didn’t know you enough to like you, so what was this ? a small crush i guess.

- “its uh fine..”, that’s when he closes the door and practically tried to erase any memory of whatever the hell just happened. after that moment, you were finally dressed and when you left downstairs you had tapped the back of who you had thought was one of your brothers, “hey im going ou-“ it wasn’t til he turned his head, you noticed that wasn’t in fact one of your brothers- but instead the man who had just seen you in your undergarments a couple minutes ago.

- flustered still from what had happened, you quickly apologized and told him that you thought he was one of your brothers. he excused it. “hey wait, where are my brothers ?“ you asked, “uhh atsumu’s shitting.. and osamu ran to get snacks in the store.” you giggled at him, and started small talk.

- after that you and him constantly had your little small talks every time he’d come over to hang out with your brothers.

- you both kinda developed a crush on each other because of that..

- when he saw you at the gym, he thought you were there just to watch your brothers practice but when he heard you were becoming the new manager- he saw this as an opportunity to get even closer to you.

- this boy broo 😭 constantly flirting with u during practice istgg!!

- he will never do it in front of ur brothers cause for some reason he’s scared of them 😭 ??

- literally gets you flustered any time he can.. like he’ll do that thing where he wipes the sweat by lifting his shirt to show off his abs AHHHHH… and boy does he notice when you look at him .. pls he knows he’s hot and attractive

- this boy is literally WHIPPED for you, even before you two started dating, he did anything to get closer to you. he’d ask to use the bathroom during practice just to end up going to the water fountain where he’ll see you filling up water bottles and ask if you need help!! he’d also block hard spikes on purpose just to get his fingers to get injured so he could go over to you and ask you to tape them. (probably does that on purpose just so you could hold his hand..)

- the moment he asks you out is just out of nowhere. he’s walking you to your class while you tell him about how your day is going, all of a sudden he just stops walking, “anyways my next cla- rintarou? why’d you stop?”, you asked, he begged you to call him by his first name btw. “y/n i like you” he blurted it out of absolutely nowhere. the minute he said that the bell rang and his stupid ass thought you didn’t hear him 😭

- so he pulled you in closer and whispered in your ear, “i like you, a lot, will you let me be your boyfriend.”, you didn’t know what to say, so instead of saying anything you just pulled him in for a long kiss. “yes. duh.”

- dating him is literally SO FUNNN!! he does anything and everything just for you <33

- he’s definitely the type to barge into your class, disrupting the lesson and your teacher just stares at him, “can i help you?” is all she says and he just says, “yeah i just wanted to say hi y/n” its literally so embarrassing but he loves it smm, all of your classmates just go “oohhhhhhh” and you literally whisper “i hate you” even though he can’t hear you, he could read it off your lips.

- he does little shenanigans to try and impress you <333 like he would stuff your locker with little toys and treats and add a note like “meet me in the rooftop pretty ;)”.

- he probably bangs little pebbles against your window in one of your classes, so when you look out the window during class you just see him holding a giant sign thats like, “hi y/n”

- he decided to give hush money to literally the whole school to not tell your brothers you two are dating 😭 and it took your brothers 5 months to find out you and rin are dating, and they only found out when they barged into your room only to find you and suna making out on your bed.

- to say the least- they were not happy about this, and continued to threaten suna (jokingly obvi)

- during the time your brothers didn’t know about your relationship, suna would sneak into your room late at night to cuddle with you, sometimes he’d sleep over and wake up extra early to sneak out of your house, just to not get caught

- this man probably knows about the sidewalk rule !! he is also very hygenic and probably smells like vanilla 24/7 ( i swear i love me a man who actually smells good )

- as a boyfriend he’s probably very clingy, but will never admit it. he just wants to be with you all the time. his love language is probably physical touch and quality time.

- in summary he is very much in love with you and cannot deny it. he is quite perfectly best boyfriend material 😫 <33

KITA SHINSUKE -

- probably childhood friends to lovers !! <333

- you two are like two completely different people 😭 ! kita is more calm and collected, meanwhile you’re a little chaotic and all over the place, but trust me thats what he loves about you!

- you’ve been friends since day one, and probably met cause your moms were good friends, which led to you two meeting at a young age.

- as you two grew older, you stayed friends and you often visited him at his grandma’s, you helped kita and his grandma doing chores. you were pretty clumsy to say the least and you always apologized for it. you’d think that kita was mad about it but he thought it was cute how clumsy you were.

- you both matured throughout time and ended up going to the same schools. it wasn’t till your third year of high school that he finally confessed to you at graduation. it took him so long cause he was VERY nervous- but with the help of his volleyball team, they pushed him to confess to you!

- dating kita shinsuke is an absolute dream come true!! this man will do anything in his power to make you happy.

- i just know that he uses all 5 love languages <33 and especially acts of service and words of affirmation! he constantly reminds you of how much he loves and adores you, and uses the smallest things to remind you that too, like massaging your back after a long day, buying your favorite flowers even if theres no occasion, and overall making you happy.

ARAN OJIRO -

- aran omfgbsjhdbs he is so fine oml

- i feel like you guys would def be that friends w benefit shit

- you’re ALWAYSSS flirting but whenever people ask u if you’re dating you’re just like “whatttt??? nahhh we’re just best friends, nothing more!”

- i swear to god “friends” my ass BECAUSE YOU TWO ACT LIKE YOU’VE BEEN DATING FOR YEARS !!

- you’d literally drink out of the same cups, cuddle n shit, make playlists for each other and all that couple stuff !!

- every time you guys say you aren’t dating it hurts both of you a little bit. its so clear that you both have feelings for each other, but not one of you dare say anything!!

- the only way you two started to admit feelings was when atsumu got so pissed at the whole “we’re just friends” shit that he accidentally let it slip, “y/n god how stupid can you be?!!?! aran literally LOVESSS YOU.” it didn’t take you long to run over to where he was.

- “y/n do you need someth-“ you cut him off just by saying “be my boyfriend” and thats when he placed his hand on the back of your head, pulling you in for a kiss.

- you guys automatically started dating and let me just say that this man has to be second best boyfriend material next to suna he literally worships you. like he would kiss on the ground you walk on.

- he is so in love w you, like you can’t tell me otherwise.

- tbh your dynamic with him didn’t change, only because you guys acted like you were dating before you did !!

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starrybl1ss · 4 months

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Vanessa comes tired and mad from work and you both get iinto a fight and she fucks you omfg plsplspls

YESSS!!!! ALSO I PUT ON THE PULLING TIE KINK FOR READER I JS LOVE THE IDEA LOL! i wrote this while innocently listening to taylor swift:3 anyways its a lil short cuz i gotta study:( im still in senior high (i started school late) and ik its still holidays but i have a lot to study thats why im starting to study a lil early for my finals<3

MDNI - Vanessa who is still in work and got called by her boss that her work isn't 'impressing enough'.

"Okay, so you mean im bad at my job?" She sits infront of her boss desk at the office. "Don't get me wrong miss shelly, its just that you should make your job a little more.... impressing"

"I'm sorry, i work hard, i really do. And your just here sayying i suck at my fucking job? Fuck this" she bangs on his desk and leaves his office.

Its 4 PM already, she goes outside of the office heading to her car. "not impressing enough?" She scoffs. "What a bitch" she opens the door of her car and slams the door as she goes inside.

She hits the pedal and zooms off in a bad mood.

She arrives home 15 minutes later opening the door. "Oh! Vanessa? Your... home already? I- i haven't made dinner yet -- you usually go home at 5..." you got up the sofa and puts down your phone.

She drops her stuff on the sofa. "You seriously haven't dinner yet?" She frowns. "M'sorry! I didn't know you'd come home early!"

"Its just an hour early y/n!" She yells as she sat down on the sofa holding her forehead as you stand infront of her. "I didn't fucking know. Okay? You could have texted me!"

"Don't you know im tired? all you do is sit around and do nothing!" she yelled. "whats your fucking problem ness?!" she stays silent. "won't you tell me?!" you said again as she avoided eye contact.

"m so tired, can you shut the fuck up?" she asks you. "ness, you fucking started it" you said with anger. "c'mere, im just in a bad moon kay?" you sit next to her looking at her with tears.

"yeah, i underst-" your words were cut off by her lips coliding with yours. she hold up you chin "im sorry for yelling at you, i didnt mean it baby..." her face softens.

she crawls on top of your body pinning you to the sofa and kisses you again. "im sorry okay?" she smiles. "i love you ness" you said. "i love you more baby"

You pulled her black tie and whispered in her ear. "ness..."

"yeah? need anything?" she asks. "i- need a, a lot" you replied. "really? you get turned on by me yelling at you?" you nod blushing from embarresment.

"well i'll give you want you want" she smirks. "b-but what about the f-food?" you asked. "just order some"

she unbuttons your shirt but not completely and pulls it down to your elbows. she didn't take off your bra but just lifted it up for good view. "Y'so pretty baby" she murmurs.

she then pulls down your sweatshorts. "wont be needin' that right?" without wasting time, she grabs the sides of your panties pulling it down to your knees.

you feel a sudden shock cause she slipped in one finger in your aching, wet cunt. "f-fuck" you groan out. "relax baby, its just one finger. s'not that bad"

she slips another finger in, curling them in. "nghhhhh- fuck!-" you moan. "im bout to-" she cuts off your words "babe, already?" you nod squinting your eyes.

"shiiiiittttttt...!" you groan out as you came on her fingers leaving her fingers sticky with your juices. "good girl" she praise as she licks her fingers clean.

#elizabeth lail #lesbian #vanessa shelly #vanessa shelly x reader #lora's mail delivery✧˖°.౨ৎ

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mncxbe · 8 months

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I just had a cute Idea, How do you think Yosano, Tecchou, and Jouno (and anyone else you want to hehe) react to a child genuinely complimenting them? That would be so cute ngl-

Omg yes this would be so cute. Enjoy♡♡

Side note: ik Jouno can't see but I included descriptions for literary purposes😌🤝🏻

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You think... I'm pretty?

𝑻𝒆𝒕𝒄𝒉ō, 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒐, 𝒀𝒐𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒐

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: slice of life/ silly♡

𝑻𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒖

so let's assume a kid bumps into him on the street and then they engage in a staring contest (he defo would you cannot me convince me otherwise)

then the kid compliments his hair or points out how tall he is or something

at first he's there like 😐 but then that sweet smile of his makes its way to his lips and omg he's so happy

probably thanks the kid tbh

compliments them back and he's so sweet fr; just protect him

Tecchou's eyes narrowed as he carefully observed the colony of ants that crawled its way on the edge of the sidewalk; along the stretch of shade provided by the nearby building.

'Interesting...' he thought to himself 'So they purposefully avoid walking in the sun.'

His train of thought was suddenly interrupted by a sudden nudge on his side.

"Ouch" voiced a little girl as she pressed a hand to her forehead "Why are you sitting in the middle of the road and woah! Is that a tattoo? It looks so pretty"

For a moment Tecchou's face remained expressionless. He simply held the girl's gaze, trying to make sense of her words. And then it hit him: the cherry petal marks on his face. He gently traced his fingertips over the markings, a warm smile rising to his lips.

"Oh thank you" he beamed, looking at the child.

The girl blushed furiously and stuttered for a moment before turning on her heels and running away, leaving Tecchou alone. He frowned, seemingly unaware of why the kid reacted in such a manner.

Just then Jouno walked out of the building and smacked him over the head.

"Why are you crouching, idiot?" he asked in an annoyed voice "Don't you have work to do?"

Tecchou rose to his feet, still gazing in the direction where the young girl left.

"Say, Jouno. Am I scary?"

"What the hell do you mean by that? Of course not"

"Then why did the girl run away?"

Jouno took notice of the hint of sadness and worry in his colleague's voice and raised a brow "What girl?"

"The girl. She said my marks looked pretty" he said, pointing at his face.

Jouno only scoffed "She was just a kid right? Stop wasting time and let's get back to work"

With that Jouno began walking down the street, snaking through the sea of people; Tecchou following close by. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get the kid's words out of his mind. Were his markings really that cool? He always saw them as a part of himself, like his hair or nails, not some adornment, but apparently they were something beautiful, something that made people smile. And that was enough to make Tecchou smile too.

𝑱ō𝒏𝒐

we all know he's high on praise already, although I feel like he has a hard time accepting it

appreciates any compliment he gets but when its from children or elderly people it kinda hits different

he tries not to smile, really tries to but inside he's melting

gently pats the child on the crown of his head

The white haired man wiped the blood off his sword with a swift movement; there was a certain grace to this motion that only came from practice.

"Lowly scum" he mumbled under his breath "Really thought he could steal that woman's purse."

Suddenly, a gentle tug on his crimson cape caused him turn around and face a young boy, who didn't seem older than eleven years of age. The kid's gaze was filled with adoration, chocolate brown eyes glimmering with joy and a wide smile stretching his lips.

"Sir if I may..." he began in a hesitant tone "You're so cool. The way you slashed that man was insane!"

The boy spoke with such fervour, mimicking the blade of Jouno's sword with one of his frail arms. "I wanna be just like you when I grow up"

For a brief moment memories from Jouno's dark past resurfaced in his mind. How could this kid say such things? He doesn't know what a cruel person he was and the despicable things he had done and yet... Maybe he had actually changed since he joined the Hunting Dogs, maybe he was a now a better person; worthy of appreciation.

A warm smile tug at the corners of Jouno's lips as he placed a hand on the boy's head and ruffled his chestnut hair.

"Then make sure to stay out of trouble and work hard, kid." he said with a gentleness that surprised even Jouno himself.

The boy nodded eagerly before a woman's voice called out his name.

"Coming mom!" he replied happily, waving the white haired man goodbye. "You'll see how great I'll become sir. Just like you" added the kid as he made his way towards a middle-aged woman carrying a bag of groceries. He took her free hand and soon the two of them got lost in the sea of people swarming around the shopping centre.

Jouno took a deep breath, attempting to push down the rush of emotions that bubbled up inside him. This was all he needed: confirmation that he was doing something good, that his hard work actually paid off and his actions didn't go unnoticed.

Turning on his heels, the man walked towards the revolving doors and out of the mall, heart swelling with pride.

𝒀𝒐𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒐

she's so happy honestly

knows that little kids are super honest so they mean what they say

depending on the mood she's in she may ruffle the kid's hair a little, affectionately of course

she would remember that moment for such a long time and always go back to it when she's feeling down

"Wow mommy look. She's so pretty!"

Yosano stopped dead in her tracks upon hearing these words. On her right, a little girl pointed one of her little fingers in her direction; her other hand was clutching the summer coat of an older woman.

"You're so pretty miss" said the girl again in the same cheerful voice.

"Oh, Hira. Don't say such things so strangers!" scolded her mother as she bowed deeply. "I'm sorry miss. My daughter is at that age, I'm sure you understand."

A gleeful smile rose to Yosano's lips as she shook her hand dismissively.

"Oh it's quite alright ma'am, I don't mind it at all. She's adorable."

The little girl beamed, her face turning a faint shade of red. Just then a train pulled on their platform and the woman grabbed her daughter's wrist gently and pulled her towards the opening doors; before they left, Yosano overheard the kid asking her mother if she could get her hair cut like her.

The doctor watched the sliding doors of the speed train close, blocking her vision of the girl. Her heart fluttered from happiness. As someone who never actually had a woman to look up to as a kid, she was thrilled to play that role in someone else's life. Combing a hand through her charcoal hair, her fingers lingered upon the golden butterfly clip; a comforting reminder of her past.

Soon after the arrival of her train was announced by a static voice that echoed through the entire underground station. Sweet memories of this day are still living in the back of her mind.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bsd fluff #bsd yosano #bungou stray dogs yosano #yosano x reader #jono bsd #bsd jouno #jouno fluff #jouno x reader #tetchou x reader #bsd tetchou #tetchō suehiro #tetchou suehiro

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lovesickgolbach · 1 year

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Words I Didn't Say 2 || LN4

Description: It may very well never be the same, but at least it will all be alright.

Pairings: Lando Norris x Reader

Warnings: Yelling, fighting, swearing, mentions of abuse.

Part 1

It had been a mere 3 hours since you read that letter, that stupid fucking letter. All you wanted to do was scream or hit something. Your heart was hurting, but the anger in your chest was burning, fully overshadowing that feeling. A soft knock on your door caught your attention and in walked the last person you wanted to see.

"Ga weg, nu!" Get out, right now you spoke to Max, calmly, suppressing your anger.

"Ik wil mijn excuses aanbie-"I want to apologize ab- you cut him off buy shaking your head and raising your hand to his face. "Ik wil het niet horen. Ga. Weg." I don't need to hear it. Get. Out. the anger building more and more in your body, your limbs going numb from how hard you were trying to suppress it.

Yes, Max and your father was known for their aggressive nature, but so were you, you were just able to control it better. So fights in the Verstappen household were always full blown and sometimes violent. (But not from you and Max, you always just yelled at one another)

"I'm not leaving Y/n! We gaan dit godverdomme eerst uitpraten!!" We're fucking talking this out first!! Max half-yelled. "And I don't want to talk to you Max!!! Please just leave me alone! I'm upset! I'm hurt! Je maakt het alleen maar erger! Je had geen reden om net tegen me te schreeuwen!!" All you're doing is making it worse! You had no reason to yell at me like you did earlier!! the tears were fully streaming down your face, silently but there were many of them. They weren't sad tears, they were tears of frustration, of hurt.

Max looked at you and sighed. "What was the letter about?"

"None of your business" you spoke wiping your cheeks and placing the letter back into the envelope carefully.

"Did you lie about Lando?" Max broke the silence, looking at you with a cold expression. Your heart sank hearing his words. "W-what?" you turned around to look hat him, sort of understanding but not fully knowing what he meant by his words.

"Did you lie about what Lando came to do here? You let him in and blamed it on Penelope!" he accused. You were speechless. "Oh, dus je ontkent het niet? Dus het is de waarheid?!" Oh so you aren't denying it? So its the truth?! he kept accusing you, his voice getting louder and louder.

You stood frozen, unsure of what to say. Your eyes blurred with tears again, he kept yelling accusations your way but they all blended into one, your mind was foggy, his voice was muffled and you were overwhelmed and confused.

"ANSWER ME Y/N!!!" Max finally yelled, at full force. He raised his hands in frustration which made you flinch, letting out a small surprised squeak at his sudden outburst. Your ears were ringing, instantly feeling sick to your stomach at his tone of voice and the motion his hands made.

Run. Leave. Get out, get out, get out.

Your Fight or flight response chose flight. You grabbed the letter and the nearest piece of clothing, running out of the door as quickly as your legs could carry you. You ran. That's all you could do, was run.

Before you knew it, you were violently banging on an all too familiar door.

Lando had opened it quickly, his eyes nearly falling out of his head at the sight of you. You threw yourself into his arms, sobbing and shaking violently.

He was confused and concerned, but he wrapped his arms around you anyway. He never said anything, unsure of what to say. All you could do was cry, you gripped onto the material of his shirt, seeking protection. Instantly, Lando knew what was going on, as soon as you grabbed his shirt in that way.

It wasn't a secret that Jos, your father was the "tough love" kind of man. He would put Max through hours of grueling work on the go kart track, in the middle of freezing cold winters. All you could ever do was watch, he never let you near Max, especially if he was on track, but this particular day, your father had seemingly woken up on the wrong side of the bed, so he had taken out his frustrations out on little Max, you and him had only been about 6 or 7 at the time.

It had snowed the previous night, so it was cold and the track was slippery. Max had gotten a few laps in and eventually Jos had let him go warm up his hands in the van, after copious amounts of begging. Max had come in and sat down, you immediately took his hands into yours and pulled them closer to your chest, as you had always done for him. He snuggled into your side. "It's so cold out there.. daddy is in a really bad mood today.." he closed his eyes, yawning.

"I'll ask him if we can go home then, I don't want you to be cold" you said, looking at your brother who's cheeks were red from the cold. He nodded. "I'll wait here then" he had said as you were leaving.

"Papa?" you had looked up at him. "What Y/n!?" he growled, looking down at you with angry eyes.

"I want to go home..." you looked down, sadness laced in your voice. You weren't expecting him to sound so harsh.

"Fucking stupid little girl!!! I didn't even want you here in the first place! You're a distraction to your brother!!! You can't be making this about yourself!! Get back in the fucking van!!!" your father had been growling at you. You were scared, but he was in fact your father so you never thought he would get violent, especially as an innocent 6 year old.

"B-but papa-" you had croaked out, but you were cut off from a stinging sensation on your face. Your own father had slapped you, a little innocent girl, hard. That's all you remember from that day. But it will forever haunt you.

Lando walked you inside slowly. He guided you to the couch and held you close, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

You had eventually calmed down, still shaking and you had those 'post-sob' hiccups, but you were definitely way calmer than what you were when you first turned up. Lando tucked your hair behind your ear softly. "What triggered the attack, Y/n?" his voice was calm, almost a whisper.

"Muh-Max.." you had managed to say. The attack may have been over but you were still petrified. Max looked a lot like your father in that moment. His red face, the way the color of his eyes changed, the way his voice became a growl when he was angry.

You shuddered remembering what Max had looked like. "Shh I've got you" Lando cooed, he had learned how to help you with these attacks over the course of your relationship. It was something he had perfected, was being able to calm you down.

You sighed. "I-I'm sorry, Lando.. I-I didn't know where else to go a-and I-"

"It's fine Y/n, I'm glad you came here. I know you're safe" he smiled sweetly.

And for the first time in a long time, things had felt normal again. Like they were meant to be this way. You knew your relationship with Lando would probably never be the same considering what had happened betwen you two, but that doesn't mean you can't continue as friends.

You were safe with him.

He was your home, your real home.

a/n: there you go ya filthy animals, as promised, part 2 with a (kinda) happy ending :)

edit: it's literally 7 months after i wrote part 1, this has been in my drafts since like november 💀 sorry about that

Part 3

#lando norris x you #lando norris imagine #lando norris x reader #lando norris #formula 1 imagine #formula1 x you #formula 1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 x you

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duc-kie · 1 year

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Hello me again, Ik ive been asking a lot but i have an idea- afab reader catches mattheo riddle in the library at first doenst think anything until they look at him from behind and notice he’s drawing her n@ked and doing very unholy things.

thank you for all the requests lmao I love your ideas!

mattheo riddle x afab!reader smut

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you had to study for an upcoming potions exam so you of course went to the library. you were walking along the shelves trying to find a free table. you finally walked to the last table in the corner and saw mattheo sitting there. he was drawing something. you walked closer to him, about to greet him but then you saw the drawing he was making. it was a drawing of a naked woman but you couldn’t see her face since his fingers were covering it. the woman was inappropriately touching herself, gripping at the bed sheets below her. mattheo hasn’t seen you yet so you decided to keep watching. his hand was dragging the pencil across the paper leaving delicate lines. he never told you he could draw this good. his hand finally moved from the face and you saw yourself. he was drawing you. you stood there frozen for a few seconds until he turned around and saw you standing behind him looking shocked. “enjoying the drawing?” he said smirking. you looked down and saw him palming himself below the table. you gulped when he stood up and made his way towards you.

all of a sudden you were pushed against the book shelf behind you and mattheo was towering over you. he gently brushed a finger against your cheek. your face was bright red and you tried to avoid eye contact at all cost. he pinned your arms above your head and pressed a knee to your heat. “you’re so wet for me, aren’t you princess?” he said forcefully lifting your chin to look at him. you stayed quiet, too embarrassed to say anything. “answer me.” he said. “yes” you quickly replied gaining a satisfied look from him. his face came closer to yours and he kissed you. u felt his tongue trying to enter your mouth and you gladly let him in. you were now making out in your school library and mattheo didn’t seem like he cared at all that you could get caught any second. you slightly rolled your hips into his thigh trying to get some relief. “so desperate.” he said breaking the kiss. he grabbed his stuff and put a hand around your waist guiding you to his dorm. he pushed you down on the bed and told you to strip. you did as he said and started undressing. the cold breeze hit your naked figure making you shiver. “good, now come over here and undo my belt.” he said pulling you off the bed. you kneeled down in front of him and removed his belt while he removed his shirt. he then unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers. his hard dick sprung up hitting his abs and his tip was leaking precum. he brushed it against your lips before telling you to open your mouth and sliding it in. he grabbed your hair guiding you. you were bobbing your head up and down his dick trying to take in as much as you could. a few moments later you felt him twitch inside your mouth and not even a second later he spilled his hot cum down your throat.

he pulled out wiping your lips with his thumb before pulling you up and laying you down on the bed again. he spread your legs and spat on his hand. he rubbed it on your pussy before sliding in. he was going slowly for a little so you could adjust to his size. “theo please go faster” you moaned out looking at his with pleading eyes. he did just that. he was hitting that spot every single time he thrusted into you. it didn’t take long for you to scream his name and spill your juices all over his dick. not long after that he came too. he pulled out and fingered his leaking cum back into you.

he sat you up and kissed you before picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom to clean you and himself up. he then helped you back to the bed and set up a movie and some snacks. “you wanna keep the drawing?” he said playfully winking at you. you smiled and nodded which made him lightly chuckle. he laid in the bed next to you and wrapped his arms around you. you laid your head on his shoulder and opened up the first snack.

#mattheoxreader #mattheo riddle smut #mattheo riddle #mattheo x you #harry potter #smut #hp smut #hp fanfic #hp fic #harry potter smut

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hoonichi · 1 year

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rule nr. 4 | enhypen jay

pairing: fwb!jay x fem!reader

genre: smut, angst

words: 3.6k

warnings: mdni, friends with benefits, explicit smut, heeseung is mentioned, blowjob, eating out, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u tap it lads), riding, a few time skips, lmk if i missed anything else !

summary: once you get into a complicated relationship with jay, you decide on becoming friends with benefits instead. and with such a predicament, comes a list of rules. rules which you both decide on, that don’t seem too hard to break yet for a night of envy and lust, rule number four is exactly what ends it all.

a/n: i might write a part two for this if people are interested? also ik ive been kind of dead,, but i just have so many stupid shit to do at uni that it makes me want to jump out the window lol, but for now! here! a spicy jay one shot bc I’m in the mood

likes, comments & reblogs are always really appreciated !! <3

“okay, so three rules?” you glance up at jay who’s sitting in front of you, flipping through his economy book. maybe it’s not the best thing to do this in the university’s library but you can’t find the perfect timing to talk about your questionable sex life anytime soon.

you look down at your notebook, where three rules you’ve just decided upon are written in a blank ink. rule number one - sleeping with other people is allowed. rule number two - only call each other when you want to hook up. rule number three - no lovey dovey shit. you still chuckle at how jay decided to phrase the last one.

jay lightly taps his pen against the side of his head, he looks deep in thought, “i have one more,” he finally says and your eyes meet.

“rule number four - no kissing. if we kiss, it’s over”

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your head rests against the cold glass of the bus window. you mindlessly gaze out of the window, eyes tracking the quickly passing environment as you immerse yourself into your own world which is accompanied by the rhythm coming from your earphones. you look down when a buzz alerts your hands, a notification coming from your phone.

there’s a message from a group chat with the name of ‘y/n & friends’ that is the first thing you see on the screen. the name of the group chat was born purely out of sarcastic jokes and it still makes you laugh every time you see it.

party at my house in a few hours, don’t miss out! - heeseung says. you unlock your phone and type in a quick reply that you will be there. you had no plans for today anyways. well apart from contacting jay, but this was even better. if heeseung was the host, your fuck buddy will also definitely be there.

you grab your belongings and step out from your seat. the timing of heeseung’s invitation was great. he lives a few streets away from your house and since the bus was already heading towards that direction, you figured you would just go there right now. nothing would hurt for you to hang out with heeseung just before his party started.

heeseung stands shirtless in the door way with a toothbrush hanging from the side of his mouth and wet hair, indicating that he must have just left the shower, “early as always,” he mutters and turns around, leaving the door open for you to go inside. he doesn’t question your sudden appearance at his house. he never does.

you take off your shoes and plop down on the couch first thing. you spark a light conversation with heeseung, which is just both of you screaming answers from different sides of the house.

when heeseung is all dressed up, he joins you in the living room, “starter?” he asks, tilting a can of beer in his hand towards your direction. you nod and take it with a smile, “people should be piling in in about an hour, wanna watch something?”

“sure,” you nod and heeseung turns on the tv. he settles on some random movie and you sit in silence, occasionally pointing out the weird plot and making jokes about it.

you’re already done with your drink when the doorbell rings and heeseung turns off the tv and puts on a speaker instead. loud music erupts in the room and that’s when you know peace was never an option (lmao). just as heeseung said, random people, yet most of whom you have seen at university, are entering the house and in no time you’re surrounded by countless of bodies. what once was just you sitting alone in the living room, is now filled with people. it doesn’t even help that heeseung’s house is massive too.

once heeseung opens up the door to his kitchen, it doesn’t take long for everyone to get drunk. you went there too and were up mostly surprised by how many different kinds of liquor heeseung has bought. but then again, it’s heeseung, the biggest party animal you’ve ever met.

few hours into the party and you have seen jay, your main target, just once before he got lost into the crowd. the second time you see him, he’s got some girl on his lap, quite literally sucking each other’s faces off. it makes you feel weird but you have to remind yourself of the rules because they’re there for a reason, right?

choosing to ignore the evident envy flowing in your system, you go and hatch yourself another drink. even so you’re certain you will end up with jay by the end of the night anyways.

your certainty never fails you. once you and jay lock eyes from across the room, you are abruptly pulled into one of heeseung’s awfully small bathrooms with only a sink and a toilet.

jay doesn’t even have to say anything before you’re pushing him down to sit on the lid and fall down on your knees in need, hands immediately going to fumble with the zipper of his jeans.

“fuck, i missed your pretty little mouth,” jay seethes through his teeth, head falling to gaze down at your frame. the way you kneel down before him, makes you look small and cute, more reasons that make jay want to ruin you faster.

your hands work quickly on releasing his already semi hard cock and you bask in satisfaction from making him this hard without even doing much apart from some hurried groping on the way to the bathroom, “don’t make me wait too long, baby,” jay sighs, hand resting on your head, brushing away the hair that falls down on your face.

as if i’d make you wait, you think before leaning in to lick a strand of wetness from the base of his cock right to the very tip. jay sucks in a harsh breath, gaze burning holes in your body. you slowly wrap your lips around his tip, instinctively wrapping your hand around the base since you already know you won’t be able to reach that deep with your mouth. that’s, of course, if jay doesn’t decide on fucking your mouth, which happens.. quite frequently if you had to say so.

you let yourself go deeper until his dick hits the back of your throat, making you gag. you eagerly bop your head to what you can take, your hand working on what you can’t in return. deep groans coming from jay encourage you to fasten your pace and you almost choke on a mix of your own saliva and jay’s pre-cum.

jay puts in the work too, his fingers harshly tug on your hair from time to time, guiding his cock against the warm and slippery walls of your mouth. you hollow your cheeks around his cock, slurping it like a lollipop which makes jay throws his head back in pleasure. the position you’re in and jay’s low moans are already making you pool your panties. you’re so wet and it’s so uncomfortable not having any friction against your pussy. nevertheless you focus all of your attention on getting jay off especially when his hips buck rather harshly and you know he’s close. you can’t wait to gulp down everything that jay gives you.

that’s exactly when jay becomes aggressive, he grabs a fistful of your hair, pushing you down until his cock fully disappears in your wet cavern. tears appear in your eyes but you let jay do what he wants. you always do.

jay continues to fuck your mouth with no mercy, hitting the back of your throat with each thrust until he reaches his climax. you can feel spurts of cum paint the back of your throat and you have to gulp everything in the midst of still having his cock in your mouth, in fear of choking too hard. this sends jay into ecstasy and he rolls his hips, letting you milk out every last drop.

“fuck,” he swears, breath hasty and out of tune. you back away after some time, jay’s cock slipping out with ease, “open your mouth” he demands, wrapping a hand around his cock. you open your mouth obediently, loving the way jay uses you for his own pleasure. you roll out your tongue for jay to give himself a few more pumps and release a few more drops of cum on your tongue. you savor the taste but not for long before you place your hands on his knees for support to lift yourself up from the ground. just when you’re about to let jay taste you himself, the door of the bathroom is shoved to the side, hitting the wall with a loud bump. a very drunk heeseung appears in your sight.

“no fucking way y’all fucked in my bathroom,” he slurs, watching you quickly pull down your skirt and climb off jay, whereas jay goes to zip up his jeans.

“we didn’t.. yet,” jay shrugs but then smirks at you. you’re red to the face, reality setting in when heeseung still doesn’t leave.

“get the fuck out, i need to piss,” heeseung shuffles his way into the bathroom, pushing both of you out and slamming the door with the same loud bang as before.

that’s when you’re reminded by the uncomfortable feeling in between your thighs, some of your wetness running down the sides of your legs. it’s horrible.

but for obvious reasons, you refuse to fuck jay in heeseung’s house.

“jay m-my house,” you grab the side of his jacket and pull him closer to whisper in his ear, “let’s go to my house.. please” your voice is laced with neediness. you’ve never felt so horny in your life and jay can tell when he’s pulling you out of heeseung’s property and into the darkness of the streets, only to realize he actually doesn’t know the way. so you take initiative by pulling him across various alleyways and short-cuts towards your apartment. however, jay just has to push you against the cold wall of one the alleyways to buck his hips into yours instead.

“can you feel how hard you got me again?,” he would whisper in your ear, the outline of his cock rubbing against the side of your naked thigh which got you whining and writhing against his hold, “you’re so hot y/n, i would fuck you here but it’s probably unsanitary,” he laughs before you’re pushing him off yourself and continue to drag this horny motherfucker towards your house. you’re almost there.

it’s short lived though because jay can’t seem to keep his hands away from you. this time he slips his hand under your skirt, palming your ass and brushing his fingers against your heat. you would fuck him right here on the streets but just like jay said, it’s not safe. like at all.

“jay,” with a frown you have to slap his hands away and struggle free, quickening your pace in hopes of jay falling behind. he doesn’t, jay catches up to you just as fast, hands attaching to your body like glue once again. this time you let him, already walking towards the front porch of your house.

you struggle with the keys, especially when jay stands right behind you, his very obviously painful bulge straining right in between your ass cheeks. you move your hips against him just to stir him up even more, revenging him for what he did to you on your way here. jay groans, pushing you against the door while you reach to unlock it.

as soon as the door opens, jay is quick to push you inside. unlike not knowing the directions from heeseung’s place to yours, jay knows the inside of your house like the back of his hand. even while being remotely tipsy he drags you upstairs and into your bedroom before you’re being thrown down on your bed.

jay crawls on top of you, disregarding his jacket on his way. it gets thrown somewhere on the floor. his mouth latches down on your neck, teeth bruising up your skin, leaving numerous of hickeys which will only become memory fragments of this night once jay is done with you. you moan out, fingers interlocking with the soft strands of his hair, pulling and tugging when jay’s teeth come across quite ticklish parts of your neck.

“jay, please,” you whimper once jay moves down your chest, fingers hooking under your shirt and pulling the fragment over your head. your bra shortly comes off too.

you’re annoyed by how slow he’s going through this after almost taking you in the streets. your chest heaves with rushed breaths, still not over by how fast you have gotten home nor by how needy you feel either, “i know you want me just as much as i want you right now so-“

jay hums into your chest but doesn’t look like he’s taking your words into consideration when he harshly bites down on one of your breasts. with a squeal you immediately shut up, drawing your lower lip in between your teeth, harshly biting down.

“fuck you jay,” you manage out, a frown evident on your face.

he chuckles, “soon.”

jay abandons your chest just like that, his mouth now leaving wet traces down your tummy, “i will fuck you so good.. so good that you will scream my name,” he mouths against your skin, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine.

you lift your hips up, helping jay with removing your skirt. he slips it off with ease. you whine again. you want him. no, you need him.

“please jay.. please please,” you beg for the man to do something.

the man has the nerve to chuckle, “patience, baby. i will make you feel so good,” jay moves down your body slowly, hands grazing down the sides of your hips until he stops in front of your heat. he’s so close you can almost feel his breath on your panties which makes you shiver in anticipation.

another kind of shivers run down your spine when jay suddenly is pushing your panties to the side, your hot cunt now meeting with a cold whiff of air. and another one when jay dives down, without giving you any alerts, hot tongue of his meeting with your wetness. he licks at your lower lips and softly bites down on your clit, all while maintaining eye contact. you squirm and gasp. your hands find their way into his hair, rather harshly tugging at his soft strands of hair. a sign of how much you yearn for him.

jay proceeds to fuck you with his tongue until he’s replacing it with his fingers. one. two. now the letter being replaced with three and you’re choking on your own spit.

“you’re so wet, y/n. my fingers go in with ease,” jay mumbles, mouth still busy working on your clit. it’s bruising and it hurts but the pleasure of his fingers pumping in and out of you is overruling the pain, “fuck, i can’t take it anymore,” jay announces and just as soon he’s pulling away. both his mouth and fingers now leaving an empty feeling.

jay pulls his body away from you, quickly fumbling with his jeans but not before taking out a condom from the back pocket. you lick your lips as jay pulls down his underwear, his cock springing out, hard and sturdy, and slapping against his stomach.

in the midst of a cloudy mind, a stupid thought is born. there’s no man in the whole world you would spread your legs so quickly for if it wasn’t jay.

unlike him.

that one thought does something to you, jealousy overtakes and hits you like a truck. a slap of reality that jay isn’t yours to begin with. you bite down on your bottom lip and while jay is focused on putting on the condom, you catch him by surprise.

reaching for his shoulders, you push him down on the bed, flipping both of you. the man hits his back on the bed frame rather harshly, the condom flying off somewhere in the room. jay’s eyes grow wide as you straddle him, hands automatically grabbing at your hips.

“wha-“ jay starts but you’re already sinking down on him, “y/n- the condom-“ he stops you before you can go down fully. you roll your eyes.

“i am on birth control, don’t worry,” you quickly say, swaying jay’s hands away and finishing off the act. you sigh in content, finally feeling full, stuffed raw and it’s something you’ve never experienced before. jay is still taken aback by your sudden change of positions but he loves it either way. as long as he can have you, it doesn’t matter.

you move up slowly before flopping back down. jay sucks in a harsh breath, head dipping down in the crook of your neck. his lips lightly graze over your naked skin before he’s sinking his teeth into your flesh, marking as if you were his. it keeps you going and that same stupid feeling is coming back. if only you were his. heart begins to ache but you brush it away by moving your hips faster, harder, until you’re both out of breath.

“that girl you kissed,” you say, placing your hands on jay’s chest and pushing him away from your neck, “at the party..,” jay stares at you, the new expression on his face giving you doubts, “…i am better than her, right?” you grit through your teeth, “i can make you feel way better, right jay?”

you ask but you don’t expect an answer and you tear up. you’re not sure if it’s from the pleasure you’re feeling or something else and you would rather not overanalyze it anymore. jay sinks his nails into your ass as he thrusts his hips into you harshly.

“say it jay- say i am b-better,” you cry out when jay thrusts in deeper. his eyes are fixated on yours but he has that unfazed look on his face and you wish to brush it away. his cock hits the deepest parts of your insides and you moan out loud when he hits the spot. now it gets repetitious, jay repeatedly thrusting into that one spot which gets your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

the silence from jay, apart from his deep grunts and groans, begins to suffocate you. you need him in a way you’ve never needed anything, anyone before.

before you know it, you are kissing jay. there’s evident hesitance before jay is pulling you closer by wrapping his hand around your waist. his lips are soft and plump against your own, just like you’ve spent countless of nights imagining what it would be like to kiss him. the kiss is short lived though as you’re pulling away, out of breath and in ecstasy.

“jay i’ll.. i will-“ you struggle with your words when the familiar feeling begins to build up in the pit of your stomach. jay seems to understand. nevertheless, he’s had you in this position so many times already.

jay hums, gripping your waist and pulling you off of him, only for his dick to slip out before he’s slamming his hips back into you again, “cum. cum for me,” he says, burying his head back into your neck. you can feel he’s close too by how his dick keeps ramming into you.

his words or rather him allowing you to do so, send you over the edge. you scream out his name, throwing your head back, body shaking non stop, pussy clenching so hard that jay cums soon after you and you get startled by the new feeling of his cum spilling inside you. you’ve forgotten he’s been fucking you raw.

both of you sit in silence, rushed breaths gradually getting calmer. when jay pulls out, you can feel his cum dripping out of you and down the sides of your legs. holy shit.

jay doesn’t leave immediately but the atmosphere is different. as always, he gives you proper after care, cleaning you up with a warm towel and you’re glad that you won’t have to wake up with his cum all dried up on your skin.

jay lays you down on the bed and tucks you in. you can barely hold your eyes open as you look at him. there’s something in his gaze that you can’t exactly put your finger on what he’s thinking. for some reason you know something’s wrong. nevertheless, he lays down beside you, caressing your hair and soothing you to sleep.

in the midst of the night, jay places a soft kiss on your forehead and leaves.

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you don’t hear from jay the next day nor a week after he left your house. and as much as you tried to believe that he was busy, it was constantly eating at you that it must have been because you kissed him.

you didn’t mean to. you were so in the moment, you lost yourself. but now you kind of understand why jay was so adamant about this fourth rule. it changed things.

on a thursday night, two weeks after hooking up with jay, you are cuddled up on your bed, a blanket thrown on your head, completely submerging you whole into the soft material, when your phone dings. your heart jumps when you see jay’s name light up the screen but it drops just as fast as it got excited once you read the following words,

“you broke the fourth rule. it’s over”

#enhypen smut #enhypen jay smut #jay smut #park jongseong smut

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elsfairy · 1 year

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OMG OMG ok so like what if sev like was dealing with a really drunk reader and (when you say things when your drunk their sober thoughts) SO LIKE reader is saying all these nice things about Sevika and how much they want her baby’s and get married to her and how drop dead gorgeous she really is while laying in her bed and then at the end reader climbs on top of sev and raps their arms around her neck nuzzling their head into the crook of her neck. And whispers to her “I really mean all of this cause Ik you think I’m only saying it cause I’m sooooooo tipsyyyy *giggle* goodnight sevyyyy” and they like pass out. I wonder how sev would react. I was wondering if you could write this thought I have into like scenarios or a fanfic if not that’s totally fine I completely understand YOUR WRITINGS ARE AMAZING I LOVE THEM 💗💗💗💗 sending lots of loveee to youuu hun!

a/n: I love love love love this pls 😭 i would have done modern!sevika but.... also, sorry this is taking so long to get out, im not okay mentally, and the amount of times I have redone this bc it sucked makes me sick. slightly tweaked some stuff but it's there i swear. Idk how i feel about this i won't lie. ilysm w/c: 1.1k

───── LIQUORED UP

First of all, out of the two, Sevika can handle her alcohol so much better than you. So after a few glasses of whatever you had chosen to drink, you're already giggly and hammered by her side, mumbling out random sentences that make no sense but, you're happy, she can see you're happy and enjoying yourself.

"C'mon Sweetheart, drink some water then we can go home yeah? That's it, gotta take care of my girl"

You're extra clingy whenever you drink, so even though you were drunk out of your mind, you both knew it was going to take a little longer to leave the bar, and go home. she's protective of you anyway, but knowing you're drunk she's more protective, holding you close to her, keeping her hand on your lower back. although if you can barely stand, then she's carrying you in her strong arms. (yummy)

You know when a kid likes to run off because they've seen something that makes them happy? You're like that, all excited and gushy about everything, so she has to make sure to hold onto you just a little tighter, pushing people away just to be able to get you out the bar, and on the right path to your home. she could literally lose you amongst people so she needs to take extra precaution.

"Vika, don't wanna move.."

"Hey, i know, but won't it feel good to get home and be warm? it's not that much further"

I can imagine the slow walk home, she's holding you up and guiding you the whole way. chuckling but smiling at how much you're stumbling, obviously she won't let you fall but she just thinks it's cute :( and the way you're rambling about stuff that still makes no sense? girl got it bad for you.

drunk as hell, giggly as fuck but to her you looked so free and so beautiful. sure your makeup was now ruined because of how much you laughed and the tears staining your now rosy cheeks from crying because you had laughed so much, so hard but she's never seen you be such a free spirit in this world. you were truly the definition of perfection.

it wasn't long until she had taken it upon herself to carry you the rest of the way home like she did every time you got drunk. worried you'd end up falling and severely hurting yourself. it was like having your guardian angel. she truly did protect you, even more in a vulnerable state. "you're so strong, Vika.." You'd mutter, giggling into the skin of her neck, oblivious to the sudden heat rising there.

"yeah? does it impress you, Sweet?"

"mhm, all the time.."

it was a gentlewoman thing she did, she will neve lets you untie or take off your own shoes. that was her job, and always do things for you when you weren't completely 100% there. your drunk brain had you swaying, hand on her broad shoulder, trying to keep yourself up as she carefully slipped them off your sore feet, shoving them by the door. so gentle and caring towards you. "so kind to me, what would i do without you, Sev?"

"sleep without me pestering you for a kiss before i go to work every morning is a start. Go and get these clothes off, I'll bring you some water and something to eat, sober you up a little alright?"

the room was cold, too cold for your liking but that was your own fault for leaving the window wide open, knowing Sevika would complain about the chill, still though without a doubt would cuddle you to warm you up. she was so loving towards you, even if you did have days where you were a brat, endlessly annoying the shit out of her. she never shouted at you, or complained, she just loved you and took care of you.

"Hey, got your snacks and water. lemme take your makeup first then you can eat this, and sleep, okay?"

Another thing she did, won't even let you take your own makeup because she simply enjoyed doing that for you. you were also drunk as fuck so you would miss every patch. you watched in awe, watched the way she was quick to rush into the bathroom, coming back seconds later with a damp cloth. "Vika, can i tell you something..?"

She found it amusing you spoke like you were trying to tell her some sort of secret, but shook her head amused anyway. "give me a minute Sweetness, gotta get this off your face. you'll wakeup and cry if i don't"

the movement of the cloth against your face was slow, gentle even. she never rushed this part, she adored the way you looked at her with soft wide eyes, a small pout and overly entranced with her. loved to stroke your face, admiring you. booping your nose, adored the giggle she gained from her action. "You're so beautiful Vika.." you sigh, poking her cheek.

"Me? you should see you, angel"

alcohol made you more tired than usual, so it wasn't a surprise to Sevika when you crawled onto her body, snuggling your face into her neck, that deep blush returning on your face when she pulls you more into her chest. "Vika can i tell you now?"

"Right, of course Sweet"

"Just really want you to know that i think you are so beautiful.. i don't know why you don't accept my compliments or whatever.. but i hope you know that I'm telling the truth.. I'd never lie to you.. you're so pretty.. so pretty i want to cry when someone else looks at you, but i can't blame them.. you're the prettiest of all pretty things.. you wanna know something else? wanna marry you Vika, you make me feel so safe and loved.. you're so kind and gentle with me.. i wanna wake up to know you're my wife.. wanna have children with you.. grow up so they can be strong like you are.. kind like you are.. really want a family with you Vika.. love you so much.."

the abrupt end to your giggle told her your ass somehow quickly fell asleep, head snuggled right in the crook of her neck, your breath fanning her now hot skin. she didn't ignore your compliments, she loved them but she kept it hidden because she's never been told how beautiful she is. until she met you.

her heart was beating way too fast, the heat on her face was oblivious to you in your deep slumber but she felt warm. your words warmed her heart. you have had this feeling and thought for a while? to marry her? you wanted to start a family with her? have children together? the hand on your back halted, and lips grazed your forehead.

"I'd marry and have a family with you in a heartbeat, Sweetheart"

#anon #sevika #arcane sevika #sevika imagine #sevika x reader #sevika x you #sevika arcane #sevika drabble #sevika fanfic

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drinkmoarwater · 11 months

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I’m finally done with school so I can participate in Dannymay for the first time :)

Day 17: Temper (ik I’m late but shhhhhh)

Jazz had three options, none of which she liked. She could leave, consider this conversation over, and pummel the punching bag at the gym until she passed out or the employees kicked her out again. She could stay and talk until she came to peaceful resolution with Principal Ishiyama, maybe talk her into a corner to admit that requiring Danny and her to pass a ectoplasm screening before being allowed back in school was a mistake. Principal Ishiyama liked her, it wouldn’t be hard to manipulate her rapport for the benefit of her baby brother. It would take a while, but Jazz could do it.

Or.

Jazz could smile, agree, and then burn the building to the ground on her way out. She had a lipstick blaster in her purse. The classrooms had plenty of flammable material. Books, paper, wooden desks, posters. It wouldn’t take much more than a few seconds of a focused blast and whoosh, a fire. Tucker would erase the camera footage before the police got access to it, if the tapes survived the blaze that is. Jazz wouldn’t even need to call in a favor for it, he’d probably laugh and say he owed her for getting him out of ap world history.

As Ishiyama explained the PTA’s petition to document all student’s ectoplasm exposure to her in slow syllables, Jazz noted that Ishiyama’s desk looked really breakable. One solid kick and Jazz would snap it half. The paper weights might hurt her ankle if they collided, but the desk was made of plastic made to look like wood. She could throw the thing over her head if she wanted, right out the window. Maybe that would be more satisfying, to be forced to use both her hands and hearing the crash. It would at least avoid breaking a heel.

Maybe Jazz should play this smart. Ask for the signatures on that petition. Write down their addresses. Take her time the next time a ghost attack wanders down their street. Shoot their mailboxes and say she has terrible aim. Steal their dogs and raise them as her own. Maybe that one’s a step too far.

Instead, Jazz bites the inside of her cheek. Option two was worth a try. “And why isn’t every student required to take a physical examination?”

Ishiyama sighed. “Not every student has been so thoroughly exposed to ectoplasm as those that have passed through your house. It’s a safety issue, one that I’m sure you understand, Jazz.”

“I don’t understand. Explain it to me again.”

“It’s a simple screening. It’s noninvasive, just a swab and a stroll through the ectoplasm detectors your parents invented. You’ll be fine. Your brother will be fine. What is it you don’t understand?”

Jazz pushed her toes into the soles of her shoes hard enough for it to be uncomfortable but unnoticeable. “An ectoplasm screening is not standard school policy. We live in the most haunted city in the country, don’t you think every student has some ectoplasm exposure?”

“If they do, it’s not enough to become a problem.” Ishiyama pulled out a file and flipped through its pages. “Thirty-six broken beakers, forty-two detentions, nine unexcused absences, and a letter of concern from one of your brother’s teachers. His grades aren’t pretty and he’s said to fall asleep in class more often than not.” Ishiyama took breaks from her reading out the files to make hard eye contact. “You have five unexcused absences, a significant jump from someone who had perfect attendance for three years straight, and three of your teachers have reached out to me about your jumpiness and sudden lack of participation.”

“Your point? These are behavioral issues, not physiological ones.”

“My point is that the petition mentioned the two of you by name, and your files give me good reason to listen.”

Taking a deep breath, Jazz let the silence hang for a moment. She put on her best I’m-thinking-very-hard face, an exaggerated pout with scrunched eyebrows. She bounced her leg, a false tell. She didn’t mention that it was wrong, manipulative even to have this conversation without her brother or parents in the room. She didn’t ask what would be done with their information if they submitted to the screening, or what they were expected to do if they didn’t pass, or which staff members signed. She didn’t take Ishiyama’s school district issued pen and blind her with it. Jazz didn’t do a lot of things that she could have, or maybe should have.

She half listened to Ishiyama’s justifications, comparing the screening to vaccinations and flu shots. She stayed quiet, nodding when expected and making unflinching eye contact. Ishiyama had one tell, to her credit. She hesitated over the flowery language of the petition, like she wanted to say “ghost” instead of “ectoplasmic entities and substances.” Jazz daydreamed about keying Ishiyama’s bright blue volkswagen in her assigned parking spot, carving a cartoonish ghost into the paint.

Jazz left the meeting with her shoulders back and her chin tilted downward. She was making a plan. She had many more options than what she first thought.

#dannymay2023 #day 17: temper #jazz fenton #liminal jazz #not plot relevant but know that jazz is real tall #projecting onto jazz rn as a trans person in a hostile state #double projection with the intrusive thoughts that she's lowkey taking srsly lol

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sturns-blog · 4 months

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you want to make a youtube video since it had been so long! you had this idea to nick do your make up but he wasn’t home ( matt was out w nick ) so you decide to ask chris.

y/n’s pov:

i knock on chris’ door and walk in without waiting for him to respond “chris, do you want to do my make up for a youtube video?” i ask. he sit up “yeah sure.” i already had my camera and make up with me so i set up the camera on his desk and we both sit on a chair. then i turned on the camera “hey guys it’s y/n! ik it’s been a long time but now im here w a rlly fun video! as you guys can see im with..” i point at chris waiting for him to start talking “chris! and im gonna do her make up today, that’ll be entertaining” he says laughing. i look jokingly scared at him. he started doing my make up and it was actually going great. when he had to put my lipstick on he had put his hand on my cheek but instead of putting the lipstick on he started staring at my lips while his cheeks turned red. “you okay?” i ask. “hmm?” chris being completely zoned out. “you’re staring” i laugh while i turn a light shade of pink. he came closer, still w his hand on my cheek “can i kiss you?” he whispered, looking me in the eyes now. i leaned in “yes” i whispered back. it was a really sweet kiss, i felt so much love and started to feel butterflies everywhere. he pulled away and looked at the camera and then back at me “it’s okay, we can do it over later” i said as i turned off the camera. then he leaned in again. that’s when we rlly started to make out. i sat on his lap to close the distance that was between our bodies. i felt him getting hard beneath me which turned me on. i felt his grip on my hips tightening as he stood up to go to the bed. we lay down, me on top. seeing him under me could’ve made me cum right on the spot, all i wanted to do was rip his clothes off. all of a sudden chris rolled over, he was now on top. he took off my shirt. he started leaving wet kisses and light hickeys all over my chest and stomach. he stopped at my waistband looking at me for permission “please chris i need you so bad” he took off short and panties at the same time. he looked at my pussy and licked his lips. he kissed around it for a moment to tease me a little but he didn’t understand what this was doing to me. i needed him so bad. i wanted him to do anything to me, i only needed his touch. “chris- please stop teasing me and eat me out already” he def understood the assignment and went in. he started licking trough my folds and then started licking my clit. his tongue was doing gods work and soon, i became a whimpering mess. after a few minutes i felt like i was gonna cum “chris- ah- im gonna cum” as soon as i said that.. he stopped. “chris come on” i said whining. “sorry baby. i would love for you to cum in my mouth but rn i want you to cum all over my cock..”. he came up to kiss me again and then pulled his pants and boxers down. i absolutely admired seeing his big cock but as much as i loved the sight, i just needed him inside me. we rolled over again so i was top again. i sinked down on his cock slowly “you’re so big chris” i moaned. i waited a moment till i was used to the stretch. when the burning turned into pleasure i started riding him. he held my hips to help me move. “so fucking tight for me baby” i was moaning loudly as we started going way faster. “yes baby, moan for me like the little fucking slut you r” his words and his moving made me feel like i was gonna cum “daddy can i please cum” i whimpered hoping for his permission. “yes baby cum all over me” then we went even faster which i didn’t think was possible. we both came at the same time groaned at the good feeling. we were def lucky that matt and nick weren’t home! he me moved slower for another minute to ride out and then i got of his cock, whimpering at the loss of contact. we took a shower together, went back to his room and cuddled. “i rlly love you y/n” he says with a really sweet voice. “i love you too chris” i said with the same sweetness in my voice. we both fell asleep, happy to be with each other.

#sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #smut #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut

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fakesimp · 2 years

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Biting Him, with Shu Yamino

Warning !

Suggestive, Mentions of Sex

Shu questioning why you're doing that to him but lowkey liking it.

Minors DNI <3

A/n : Ike's version Has been uploaded ! Go check it out <3

Check my Masterlist if you want to read my other writings <3

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Curiosity is killing you slowly inside, wondering how your beloved sorcerer will react if you do something that's. Pretty questionable.

He's wearing something that's exposing his, neck and his shoulder a little. His back is currently facing you, "Shu?" You called him. "Yeah?" He slowly turn his upper body a little to face you. "What?" He asked and you approached his figure that's currently sitting next to the counter, "don't you, feel cold wearing that?" You asked as you stared at his exposed neck.

"Not really, I mean, it's pretty warm." Shu replied as he look at his own clothing, making you chuckle and you proceed to sat down next to him. "What's funny?" He asked and smiled curiously at you. "Nothing, it's just, your neck look kind of tempting not gonna lie." You replied. Making the sorcerer immediately went red and proceeds to touch his neck, "I- uh, is, that so.." he stuttered and averting his eyes from you.

You smirked and leaned dangerously closer to Shu's neck, he can feel your hot breath. He shivered, "Babe..? What-"

Before he could finish his sentence he got cut off in the middle by you slowly biting his neck. Not too hard for it to bleed, but it'll definitely leave a mark. After you moved away, you tried to look at his face.

He quickly looked away from you, but you can see how flustered he is. His ears all the way to his neck are red, how cute. You wrap your arms around his waist and rest your chin on his shoulder, you can feel his breath stutters. His heart beating faster than usual, "You, did that, for what..?" He slowly asked. "As I said, your neck looks kinda tempting. Also, inviting." You replied, he slightly look over to you. You smiled innocently at him, before smirking at the end.

The sorcerer softly groans and looked away for a moment before quickly trapping you in his arms, his sudden movement startles you but you didn't mind. Until you feel something poking you on your lower region.

Oh.

"You have to take responsibility of what you've done to me."

Looks like somebody won't be walking soon.

©fakesimp

A/n : I don't bite.

Okay maybe I kinda do.

#nijisanji x reader #nijisanji en x reader #luxiem x reader #luxiem #shu yamino x reader #shu yamino

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jokeringcutio · 6 months

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Hiiii :D

Your writing’s legit amazing and I was wondering if you could write an idea I’ve had for a while?

So (and ik this is silly but it’s something I kinda do) could you write a Grabber x Reader but when the reader gets stressed they scratch their skin and Al doesn’t like seeing them with scratch marks on their skin so he helps them and it’s all fluffy and happy?

Thanks a bunch <33

A small Drabble for you p1llow-w1llow ♥ (GenNeutral Reader x Albert Shaw/The Grabber)

Rating: Teen? Warnings: Self-harm (Scratching), Swearing (by Reader).

Fluorescent lights cast a harsh glare on the linoleum floor as you stood in the supermarket. A shopping list clutched in your hand reminded you of what you needed to buy. All such mundane things. Nothing special about it. Yet you had difficulty focusing. So many things had happened recently in your life, so many things that kept buzzing inside your mind, not wanting to quiet. The constant thrum of voices and carts felt suffocating, and you felt the familiar itch of stress crawling up your arms.

"Damn it," you muttered under your breath as you scratched furiously at your skin, nails digging into the soft flesh, leaving angry red lines in their wake. You hardly were aware of what you did. You knew that you noticed it once, when you first started this habit. It had been a good distraction, much better than throwing things or slamming the pain away.

This was a method always available to you. Your arms were always there, as were your nails. No one had ever truly noticed or tried to stop you. So you’d grown to the habit. You hardly noticed it now – just the dulling of your stress as the feeling in your arms took your focus away.

"Hey, stop!" a voice called out. And that was new. You turned around and looked in shock as a man came rushing towards you. Judging by the clothes he wore he worked here, and for a moment you feared you had let something drop, or that he thought you were stealing something.

But then you locked eyes with him and saw something you had not seen in a while.

Concern.

Albert Shaw, according to his nametag, rushed over to you with concern etched across his face. His chestnut hair fell just above his shoulders, hints of grey peeking through at the roots. He forcibly caught your hands in his, stopping you from hurting yourself any further.

"Look at what you're doing to yourself," he said, his grip tightening. You could feel the heat of his fingers wrapped around your wrists as he studied the lines on your arms with an intensity that made you squirm. "Why are you hurting yourself like this?"

You had no good answer and just stared at him while you tried to pull away from him. But there was something about the kindness in his blue eyes that made you hesitate, even as they darkened ever so slightly.

"Is it like that?" Albert said, as if a sudden understanding dawned on him, his voice low and gruff. "I can't just stand by and watch someone hurt themselves."

"It’s not that bad," you said, voice hitching because you could imagine things that would be a lot worse or more permanent. You were actually quite proud of how you had managed to cope with things.

"Promise me you won't do this again," Albert urged, his voice soft and tender. His eyes conveyed a warmth that somehow made your heart ache.

"I don't know if I can promise that," you replied, biting your lip. It had been so long since anyone had shown this level of concern for you. The vulnerability in your own voice surprised you.

"Please try, for me?" Albert looked at you with such sincerity, it was impossible to resist. You nodded slowly, feeling the tight knot of tension that had been lodged in your chest begin to loosen.

“I know how it is to feel,” here he paused and swallowed, hard. You watched as Albert’s tongue peeked out to lick past his lips, how his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed before he chose his next words. “To feel like this,” he finally said, eyes searching for yours again to establish that connection anew. “I know how it is to suffer. And it is so, so unnecessary.”

Is it? you wondered. Did he even know how you feel right now? To say that such an important, such a vital act… a habit you grew into to survive, that it was unnecessary… It felt wrong. It felt like he made everything seem less important than it was. Then again, perhaps he was right? He said he lived through it.

His words made you curious and you looked up at him to see the concern and passion in his eyes. A passion that you could not name, but that showed how honest and serious he was about all of this. He meant it, something inside of your mind whispered to you. He means it and he tries. He sees you.

"Okay," you whispered, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. You didn't know why this man's kindness affected you so deeply, but it did.

At this, Albert smiled. It was a small smile, one that curved the corner of his lips ever so slightly, but you noticed it. Did you notice the spark in his crystal blue eyes. “Very good of you,” he murmured. “It will be hard, but you can do it. Just noticing when you do it is the first step. Trying to stop is the second. Will you promise me that you’ll try?”

“Yes,” you said, hesitatingly. But his words sounded warm and seeped into your bones, driving away the cold. “I'll try to not do it again, sir.”

"Thank you," he said softly, releasing your hands. He rubbed his thumb over the angry red lines on your arm, a gesture so gentle it sent shivers down your spine. "Look, I know we just met, but if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here."

"Really?" you asked, a hesitant smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. It felt foreign, like your face had forgotten how to form the expression.

"Absolutely," Albert confirmed, his own smile broad and genuine. It was contagious; your smile grew wider, and for the first time in what felt like ages, you felt the weight of your burdens lighten. “And no sir. Just call me Albert. Like a friend.”

A friend? It is how he felt to you, and you knew it. The moment you clapped eyes upon him you had felt the warmth between the two of you. This Albert was someone special.

"Thank you, Albert," you murmured, your voice barely audible. The words carried all the gratitude that swelled inside you, threatening to burst free.

"Anytime," he replied, his gaze never leaving your eyes. The connection that formed between you two in that moment was electric, charged with possibilities and unspoken emotions. It felt both exhilarating and terrifying, a simultaneous pull toward him and an urge to flee.

"Take care of yourself," Albert said tenderly, stepping back to give you space, but your shared warmth lingered. You nodded, a newfound determination taking root in your chest.

"Thank you," you repeated, the words still not feeling like enough. Albert gave you one last smile before turning and walking away.

The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting a harsh glow over the aisle. You shifted uneasily, your heart still racing from your conversation with Albert. It was like someone had breathed life back into you, the air around you charged with something indescribable. You turned around and picked up some of the groceries you needed, when you suddenly heard a familiar voice shout out to you.

"Wait," Albert called out, his voice gentle as he approached you once more. Your breath hitched, and you turned to face him, unsure of what to expect.

"Is everything alright?" you asked, voice barely above a whisper.

"I forgot to ask you something," he said, stepping closer, so close that the hairs on your arms stood on end. His presence was intoxicating, and you couldn't help but be drawn to him. “Before you leave.”

"Wh-what's that?" Your words stumbled, your heart threatening to leap out of your chest.

"When things get too much, think of me. Think of what I said." He searched your eyes, his gaze filled with such intensity that it sent shivers down your spine.

You hesitated for a moment before nodding, the promise settling deep within you. "I promise," you whispered, your voice trembling. It felt like a sacred vow, something unbreakable.

"Good," Albert murmured, his hand reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair behind your ear. The touch was soft, lingering just a second too long, and your skin burned where his fingers grazed it.

"Remember," he continued, leaning in until his lips were a mere breath away from your ear. "You are stronger than you think, and you deserve better than this pain."

His words resonated within you, the truth of them striking a chord deep inside. You thought he would kiss you then, but instead, he pulled back, his eyes locked onto yours, filled with warmth and sincerity.

"Will I see you again?" you asked, the question tumbling out before you could stop it.

"Of course," he replied, his smile genuine and comforting. "I'll be here for you whenever you need me."

And with that, he turned and walked away, leaving you standing in the aisle, your heart pounding and your promise to him echoing in your ears. You knew, deep down, that this was just the beginning of something both beautiful and terrifying, a connection that would change your life forever. ~ AN: I'm not very good with self-harm-related topics, but this was one I felt needed to be written. I hope, if you are familiar with this, that you can get through it and in a couple of years can look back at it as just a phase you proudly got out of. If not, it is a way of coping and you should not feel ashamed of it. Hopefully, this little drabble may give you that spark you needed today. ♥

#Grabber x reader #grabber x you #black phone fanfiction #drabble #anon answered #prompt fill

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minnielvr · 9 months

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ROSES - CHAPTER 28 : "take me back?" ──────────────────

y/n saw a notification pop up on her phone, so she picked it up and read the name of the sender, it was felix. as much as she hated him right now she really couldn't resist looking at the message. she unlocked her phone and opened the app, the message read:

"ik u hate me rn but come to the hill by ur fav restaurant at 7. please be there"

y/n had somewhat of an idea of what this meant, either he was going to talk to her and ask to at least be friends or ask for another chance, and she didn't know wether she was ready to make that decision or not. but she still decided to go because deep down she knew she loved him. a lot.

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so there she was, sitting in front of her vanity, the clock read 6:25 pm and she still had no idea of what to wear, and if she should do any makeup. so naturally, she called yunjin.

"hey y/n whats up??" yunjin answered the call and asked

"felixwantstomeetupwithmeandihavenoideawhattowearhelp" y/n said in one breath

"woah woah slow down there..what did you say?" yunjin clearly couldn't understand y/n's fast talking/mumbling.

"FELIX ASKED TO MEET UP AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR. please help" y/n was scared to look at yunjin through the phone screen

"HE WHAT?!?! NAH HE DOESN'T GET TO DO THAT RIGHT NOW" yunjin was furious at his behavior

"look yunjin i know how fucked up everything he did was and i understand how stupid thus is of me but i really love him and no matter how much i try convince my self that i hate him i really don't."

"oh...okay. well if your sure then" yunjin smiled, knowing y/n really loved him

yunjin guided y/n on what to wear, telling her if something was too dressy or too casual. also telling her that she should just do a light makeup look, to not make it look like she was trying too hard for him. just to let him know that she's not desperate.

the clock showed 6:45 and y/n realized she had to leave because she barely knew the directions to this place and it would take a while to get there. 'kinda stupid of him to not even send me directions while its night time' but she decided she could talk about that to him later, if things go good. so she thanked yunjin and hung up the phone, grabbed her purse, and left her apartment.

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to say that getting to the meeting was hard is an understatement. y/n was sure to yell at him for this. but the whole adventure was so worth it when she got there.

y/n was met with the sight of an arch with roses and vines wrapped around it, rose petals on the grass, candles everywhere, and then she saw him, never did y/n think that she would see THE lee felix of stray kids, with a ginormous bouquet in his hands and his eyes teary, all for her.

"felix?" y/n called out

felix looked up from where he was staring at his shoes and breathed a sigh of relief, she even saw a bit of a smile.

"y/n...you- actually came" he was suprised

y/n kicked the ground beneath her and said "well yea..i mean it would be kinda of rude if i didn't." she scoffed.

"NO. i-i mean..no. i would completely understand if you didn't show up, I was the one who was rude. i acted like such a dick, gosh i am so sorry. god you have no idea how fucking sorry i am. i have no idea what got into me. it's like all of a sudden i had someone controlling my mind or something, i just go so insecure and worried and i feel so stupid for that, i cant believe i trusted that bitch. i just thought that i wasn't enough for you and you were just with me out of pity or something. and i KNOW you wouldn't because thats not you. i feel so bad for calling you a whore, i just got in my own head and wanted to make you feel bad about yourself and i don't know why i would ever want that because i only what you to be happy. i only want you to feel loved and taken care of. so yes, i know i fucked up..REALLY bad. but i swear to god that if you just give me once more chance i will prove to you i'm not that type of guy. so please..take me back?"

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