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kitten4sannie · 6 months

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𝔯𝔲𝔫, 𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔦𝔱, 𝔯𝔲𝔫

“What do I win?” His voice was just barely above a whisper. “What will you give me, bunny?”

pairing: wolf hybrid! san x bunny hybrid! fem reader

genre: hybrid/omegaverse, smut

summary: your boyfriend’s rut has (un)fortunate timing.

w.c: 3.7k

“All of me, silly boy. Everything.”

warnings: hard dom! san (wolf sannie is so mean ><), sub! reader, possessiveness, pet names (sweetheart, bun, bunny, baby, etc), name calling, daddy kink, san has a massive cock btw, degradation/praise, filthy dialogue (i went wilddd), cnc, primal play (ofc), subspace, face-fucking, brief breath play, manhandling, brief blood drinking, biting/marking, face/pussy slapping, size kink, bulge kink, impreg kink, breeding kink, knotting, multiple positions, creampies, cockwarming, dumbification

a/n: this is a major brain rot moment bc goddamn i just wanna be a little bunny that gets eaten up by big bad wolf sannie yk? ughh esp considering san went full alpha wolf mode in that warriors dance performance vid ksksjd. anywayy thank you to “here me out” anon for sending me that primal play ask — i’m sorry it took me ages to post but this is for you bb <3 okay lovelies: put on some mood music, get all comfy in your beds, and enjoy the ride 🖤

song recs: predator by anomy5 (ty haruuu @stardragongalaxy <3), destroy me by mr. kitty, mascara by deftones

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You climbed out of the passengerside of your boyfriend’s truck, taking a deep inhale of the fresh air around you, studying your serene surroundings. There were countless pine trees beyond the clearing you were standing in, going on for miles and miles, swallowing up the land around you. It was the perfect place to have a nice, quiet picnic with the love of your life.

“Oh, bunny,” San called out in a sing-song tone, only the tips of his fluffy black ears sticking up past the top of his truck before he walked around the back and over to you, holding a thick pleated blanket and a picnic basket in his arms. He tilted his head, one of his ears rotating slightly in response to a flock of birds that flew past the red-orange sky above the both of you. “Are you ready?”

“Of course I am, pretty boy,” you returned, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to his lips, only for San to let out a small, though obvious growling sound, nipping at your bottom lip, his ears twitching slightly. Holding back a moan, you opened your surprised eyes, your own ears instinctively standing on high alert. “San?”

Your boyfriend’s once furrowed brows relaxed, along with his features, making sure to give you a soft, dimpled smile. His body was beginning to overheat dangerously fast, but he didn’t know if he should inform you yet. He didn’t want to ruin such a nice picnic date. “Yes, baby?”

You blinked your big doe eyes at him. “Are you okay?”

San’s eyes glazed over for a split second, a prick of uneasiness shooting through your body at the sight of it. It was instinctual fear, reminding you of the way things would be if you weren’t civilized hybrids — though, it sent something else through you that you weren’t particularly familiar with.

“I’m just peachy, baby,” San reassured, running a hand through his dark locks, giving you a toothy smile. “Now, let’s have our little picnic.” His smile grew wider, pointed shiny fangs glinting in the warm evening light. “I’m starving.”

You couldn’t quite pinpoint what you were feeling, but did you really need to? Not when slick was already leaking out of your cunt and along your inner thighs. Instead of confronting the bubbling situation, you mirrored his smile, showing off your smaller, more rounded set of teeth. “Me too!”

You had shared some fizzy drinks and a small spread of food on your picnic blanket with San, idly chatting about whatever was on your mind, occasionally going into bouts of comfortable silence, your minds unable to stop focusing on the presence of something that couldn’t be ignored. The scent that was radiating off of San was unlike anything you had encountered previously. It was so stifling, so hot, like fire and ember, burning the tip of your tongue and lighting the wick inside your core. Though you hadn’t spoken about it, you were very certain your boyfriend was in–

“Bunny…” he mumbled underneath his breath, his head angled at the ground so that you couldn’t see how flushed his angular cheeks had become, how his eyes were hooded and unfocused, and the drool that was leaving his lips. “Daddy’s not feeling like himself right now.”

Biting your lip, you tilted your head, grabbing onto one of your elongated rabbit ears and stroking it out of habit. “Are…you in a rut, Daddy?” The low growling that San emitted through his clenched teeth gave you all the confirmation you needed. “I don’t mind, you know.”

“Huh..?” San sat up a bit from his hunched position, tilting his head to the side. “You mean that, bun?”

You nodded your head enthusiastically, your ears flopping a bit from your quick movements. Your eager expression softened significantly, looking at San past your long wispy eyelashes, swiping at your lip and making it glisten with your saliva. “Should we play hide and seek, Sannie? Or how about tag? You win if you catch me.” San was leaning in closer to you, just as you followed his lead, your bodies drawn to one another like magnets.

“What do I win?” His voice was just barely above a whisper. “What will you give me, bunny?” His lips were just barely brushing over yours, your combined breaths leaving you a bit dizzy.

You giggled softly, reaching up to caress his cheek. “All of me, silly boy.” Your fingers drifted along his sharp jaw and into his hair, your gaze lowering to his lips. “My body.” You left a small kiss on his cheek. “My heart.” You held his heated face as your pressed your lips onto his. “Everything.”

Something snapped within San in that moment. He immediately stood up, his chest rising and falling at a rapid pace, like he would run out of air at any second. You knew your time with your gentle, loving Sannie was long gone for the time being, and you couldn’t have been happier.

“I’ll give you on the count of three to run, baby.” San lowered his chin and looked down at you past his black bangs, a distant look in his glazed over eyes. They were bright red and glowing, his pupils forming into small slits. “Three…” he began gruffly, one side of his upper lip twitching up slightly to reveal a pointy, white canine.

“Sannie…” you murmured to yourself, standing up from the picnic blanket and taking a few steps back, leaves and sticks crunching underneath your feet.

“Two…” he continued in an eerily soft tone, pulling at the neckline of his t-shirt, sweat starting to become visible on his smooth tan skin. San slowly started to hunch over, his heavy, uneven breaths causing a vaporous fog to form in the air near his drooling mouth.

Knowing how incredibly fast and agile San was, especially when he was in such an animalistic headspace, you found yourself turning around and taking off into the forest in an instant, your heartbeat already beginning to thump inside your ears from how fast you were running.

“One…” San exhaled to himself, reaching up over his head and pulling his shirt off, ripping through it with his sudden influx of strength. He leaned back and stretched, taking in a deep inhale, able to smell the scent of your arousal from where he was standing, despite you already putting a fair amount of distance between the two of you. It brought a delighted smile to his flushed face, his eyes forming crescent moons. “You better run as fast as you can, little rabbit, before the big, bad wolf comes and finds you.”

You didn’t know if it was your instinctual fear as prey kicking in that made you take off running first, or the sweet anticipation of getting taken down by your ravenous boyfriend and truly being put in your place. It didn’t matter, anyhow. You knew that once he got his hands on you, there was no going back.

Rough pieces of wood and pebbles temporarily embedded themselves in the soft soles of your bare feet as you quickly scampered through the dark woods ahead of you, too busy weaving through nearby pine trees to realize you had lost your shoes somewhere along the way.

You didn’t stop until you found a particular large tree, one that was far older than the rest, covered in moss and layers of aged bark, the roots coming out like tendrils and burying themselves underneath the foliage and dirt. Pressing your back against it and making yourself as small as possible, you pressed your hand over your lace-covered chest, feeling your heart pound against the palm of your hand, not very concerned with the state of your somewhat disheveled dress. Not so distant sounds of howling drifted through the chilly night air and into your soft, slightly tufted ears. They twitched slightly, the heat that was pooling in your core multiplying at the thought of what was to come.

San’s past warnings swept through your spinning mind. “Bunny, I’m not in my right mind during that time period,” he said with a concerned, though undoubtedly hungry look in his eyes, “I…end up wanting you so bad that I probably wouldn’t hesitate to take you in any and every way I want as long as I have you to myself…”

Yet, San was usually so gentle with you, so soft when he made love to you, lightly brushing his calloused hands along your body like you were made of glass, his brown eyes brimming with tears, using his lips to imprint echoes of love into your skin.

More wetness leaked out of you as if on command, the pheromones radiating off of San’s overheated body even from a distance sending your brain straight into breeding mode, reminding you that your gentle Sannie was no longer there. Despite this, you found yourself wanting him. You needed him inside you. Needed him to pump his cum into your womb and make you his over and over again. It would be just like the story books. He’d swallow you up and and leave you knocking at heaven’s door — and you knew one thing for certain. He was going to tear you apart. Your lips curled into a small smile just as a raspy, deep voice broke your concentration.

“Caught you, little bunny,” San proclaimed in an eerily calm manner, his words interrupted by his drawn-out, heavy breaths, his bare chest rising and falling at a much slower, more deliberate pace than before.

“Wh-what? How?” you replied instinctively, digging your fingers into the tree, breaking off bits of bark underneath your tight grasp.

“My silly bunny.” San chuckled, shaking his head, getting closer and closer to you. “I could smell how fucking wet that cunt of yours is from a mile away.” His eyes were focused solely on yours, but it was like he was looking through you, as if he was already inside your mind and body — already marking what was his with his presence alone. “Do you want me to eat you up that badly?”

There were times that San teased you, of course, but was always playful. Innocent, even. This was…something else. He definitely wasn’t playing around this time. You knew for certain. You could see it in his glowing, blood red eyes.

You nodded your head, pressing yourself back into the tree, finding it hard to swallow. You wanted him bad. Needed him.

San took a step towards you, twigs snapping underneath the weight of his heavy feet. “Now, now, sweetheart. You have to use your words for me, okay?” He ran his tongue across his large incisors, titling his head to the side. “You’ll let Daddy have a taste of his cute little bunny, won’t you? Or are you going to make me take what’s mine?”

“Take what’s yours, Daddy, please, until I can’t take it anymore,” you requested, your words and sad, pathetic whining sending San into a deeper, more animalistic headspace, revealing it to you through the quick lunge he made in your direction.

Suddenly, you were forced down onto your knees, San’s large hand pushing your head down until you were eye-level with his crotch. San took your hand and led it below his belt, letting you feel what was trapped inside, his rock-hard cock throbbing against your trembling fingertips. He gave you a small pout, almost making you forget about your position until he spoke. “See what you do to me when you act like a needy fucking slut, little bunny? See how hard you make Daddy?”

“Yeah, I see, Daddy. Your cock’s so hard it probably hurts, huh?” you mused, giggling a bit, your amusement cut short when San took ahold of your floppy bunny ears, gripping them tight enough to make you whimper.

“Y’know, you’re doing a whole lot of talking when you should be choking on my cock instead, bunny,” San informed, popping his belt open and letting his pants pool below his waist, his overtly large length slapping up into his abdomen and leaving a streak of pre-cum across his tan skin. Before you could have a chance to breathe, San jerked your head towards him, sliding his cockhead past your lips and plunging himself down your throat, not taking a second to face-fuck you like the fate of the world depended on it.

Slick, indecent sounds began to erupt from your occupied throat, along with your loud, erratic gagging, as you tried to swallow San’s cock without choking each time he rammed it down your esophagus, your eyes becoming wet with tears.

“Aww, is Daddy’s cock too big for my bunny’s tiny throat? Guess I need to stretch it out,” San sighed, squeezing his fingers around your ears as he fully plunged all ten inches into you, holding you completely still, briefly plugging your nose up with his free hand, just to feel you struggle to breathe, your abundant saliva dripping down his swollen balls. San held you like that until your face grew red, eventually letting go and pulling out all the way to let you take a much-needed breath, just to slap his heavy cock down onto your face, rubbing streaks of his pre-cum into your skin. “Good girl.”

“Thank you, Daddy…” you whispered in a gravely voice, throat wrecked, barely able to see him past your watery eyes, weakly licking up his pre-cum when he rubbed his tip across your lips.

“Open wide.” When you didn’t open your mouth right away, San’s expression darkened, sending a quick, rough smack onto your cheek, growling, “I said, open.” Your lips parted just as a fresh wave of slick dripped down your pussy. With a satisfied grin, San plugged your throat back up, clutching your head on either side, pistoning his hips, quick and rough, reminiscent of a machine going into overdrive. He fucked your face like you were just a hole for him, nothing more, nothing less, and you couldn’t have been more wet. “Ohh, fuck– Oh god, that’s fucking it. Daddy’s gonna knot your slutty throat now, bun. Gonna fill you up with my cum until you drink down every last drop.”

You gurgled on his rapidly moving cock, his knot stretching your throat open until it was there was a visible protrusion in your neck, San’s fingers immediately feeling it up once he locked you in place, his knot bursting, sending ropes of thick, scalding cum down your throat, forcing you to gulp it down until there was no more.

“What a good bunny you are. So obedient when you’re getting used by Daddy like this,” San praised, wiping remnants of spit, tears, and cum from your fucked-out face, giving you a oddly gentle smile, before pushing you to the ground and climbing on top of you.

“Thank you, Daddy,” you murmured, your voice hoarse from taking his cock like you did, so out of it, you didn’t even react when San ripped your thighs open, causing your dress to pool around your waist, your throbbing pussy on display for him.

San began to drool, hyper focused on the sight of your bare cunt glistening with excess slick, a low groan leaving his lips. “What a slutty little bunny you are, not wearing any panties under your cute little dress.” He ran his hand down your abdomen, his nails leaving light red marks on your skin until he got to your center. “You must’ve known Daddy was going into a rut and just saved him some time, didn’t you, my sweet girl?”

“Y-yes, Daddy.” You sniffled, swallowing roughly, still trying to recover from the abuse your throat took.

“Mm, thought so.” Lifting you up by your hips with ease, San forcefully brought your pussy to his face, taking a deep inhale of your arousal, leaving harsh, warm breaths on your clit, making you shudder. “Fuck. It smells like you came already. Is my bunny that much of a cock whore, that she had her eyes rolling back into her skull just from having her face fucked? Hm?”

You gazed up at him from below, gently rubbing your still stinging cheek. “Mmhmm.”

“Good. Get ready to cum again and again for me,” San announced, licking one long stripe up your cunt, from your hole and up past your clit. He swallowed your arousal down, licking at his lips, before lowering your hips down to his level, guiding his cock to your entrance.

Suddenly and without warning, San shoved himself inside you with one powerful thrust, bottoming out in an instant and leaving you with a dizzying feeling, your thighs trembling against his slim waist. “O-oh my god…”

“Don’t worry, you’re gonna be seeing God once I fuck your whore-hole wide open, lovebun,” San cooed into your ear, putting most of his body weight on you so that you were folded in half, giving you no choice but to take his fat cock in your tiny hole, over and over, until you were indeed, seeing God.

You couldn’t remember how long you had been there, being forcibly spread open for your ravenous boyfriend, his teeth latched onto your neck and drawing blood, your legs, like jelly, trembling profusely as they were held up by your flopping ears, your cum-filled pussy stretching open to accommodate yet another one of San’s knots, fresh tears running down your flushed face.

“Awww, are you crying, baby?” San asked into your ear, his deep voice dripping with faux pity, licking your blood off of his incisors. “What are you crying about, huh? Is it because Daddy keeps fucking his cum into your tiny bunny cunt or because of his teeth marks in your neck?”

“B-both!” you cried out, dropping your head back into the foliage beneath you and closing your eyes once San was finished pumping his load into you. “Can’t take it anymore…”

“Oh, yes, you can.” San angled his head down, pursing his lips to send a wad of spit down onto your reddened pussy, immediately slamming his hand down onto your swollen clit. “This cunt belongs to me. No one else. That’s why I’m working so hard to fill you up with my pups, silly bunny.” He smacked your cunt again, harder this time, leaving it stinging, speaking through gritted teeth, “So, I can do with it as I goddamn please. You got it?”

Your nods gave him the go ahead to continue, pulling out to switch positions again, moving your limbs and body to his will until you were on your hands and knees for him, your cum-drenched cotton tail twitching as you took him back inside. "After all this, you still have such a tight fucking cunt, god– you gotta relax for me, bunny, you gotta let me in," San groaned out, looking down to witness the way your hole struggled to stretch around his wide cockhead.

San bred you like the bunny you were, fucking you so viciously, so relentlessly, he broke your mind, just like he was about to do to your bruising body, forcing you into a mind-altering state of bliss.

“It’s so good! Fuck, Daddy, nnnngh–it’s so good!” You began to press your hands down onto your lower abdomen just to feel how prominent the bulge of his slick cock was inside your tummy each time it slammed into your cunt, convinced by the lewd squelching sounds you heard that you were going to have his pups sometime soon. “Your cock’s so heavy inside…it’s gonna break me.”

“Oh, sweetheart, if you break, i’ll just put you back together,” he huffed out, quickly wrapping his thick arms around your abdomen to place his hands over yours, pressing down further, his body flush against your smaller one. “And do it all over again.”

“Fuck–yes–” was all you could verbalize after hearing his heavy handed words, staring down at the ground below past your wet lashes.

He suddenly slowed himself down so you could feel every inch of him inside, the muscles in his abs tightening as he used his core to to simultaneously keep himself steady in his bent-over position and your body fitted against him, his cum-covered cock lodged inside your cunt like it’s missing puzzle piece. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me, baby. That sounds good, huh? The thought of me breaking you?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you chanted, your eyes starting to disappear underneath your heavy eyelids, only them to grow wide as soon as San lifted your body up completely against his, holding you by your neck, drilling his cock into you at a new angle, one that forced to you drop down onto him even heavier due to the basic laws of gravity.

“Good, now take my knot, pretty girl,” San huffed, his fingers slipping into your drooling mouth, holding his other hand securely against your lower abdomen, feeling just how full he had made you with his potent seed, shooting more and more ropes of cum once his knot broke, feeling your arousal leaking down his softening length. “That’s it now, that’s a good bunny…”Your shaking body eventually relaxed against his, melting into him, not able to give anything else.

Sensing this, San pulled out and turned you around to face him, pulling you into his lap and back down onto his cock, not to fuck you again, knowing you would actually fall apart if you did, but just to warm him and keep his seed inside so that you would be nice and full for him in the coming months. “My sweet girl, you did so well for me. So, so well,” he murmured softly, pressing kiss after kiss onto your face and lips, gently massaging your bunny ears. “How do you feel, baby?”

Smiling tiredly and ready for a long nap, you wrapped your arms around his neck, giving him a long kiss back, before resting your head on his sweaty shoulder.

“Full.”

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ilythena · 2 months

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Hi lovie! Your writing and blog aesthetics are incredible! I visit every morning to get some motivating energy. May I please make a request for Jack Hughes? May it please be with a girl who is quiet/introverted but not a pushover. She doesn't start conversations/speak much in public, but is chill with herself and doesn't waste her social battery with those she doesn't vibe with. If that makes sense so sorry! The plot can be anything you wish! Please change or ignore this I know it's odd and choppy.

𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒 || 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒

★SUM Jack’s in love with his blunt girlfriend, and isn’t afraid to show that.

Fem!reader, as per requested the reader is quiet and doesn’t give two shits about it, use of y/n, poor Trevor getting ignored bad and then rutger taking his spot, ngl this was kinda hard to write cause I am literally the most friendly person ever, anon I love u thank u sm for this req I love soft Jack, hope I did this ask justice!

WC: 1.8K, not proofread 🐚

♪ GOOD DAYS - SZA

“Still standing here?”

“Mhm.”

Tonight was great. You went with Jack to this beach party he was invited to and despite thinking you were gonna hate it, it was actually pretty fun. Though you would never admit that to him.

The warm air of summer brushes past you with a soothing coo of relaxation. The music from the party being distant in your ears; hearing chatter and the crashing of the waves in harmony.

“You don’t talk a lot, do you?” A boy says, one of Jack’s friends named “Trevor” or something—honestly you didn’t mean to forget but it just didn’t stick to you at the moment.

“Not really.” You say and then turn around to walk back into the crowd. After a few minutes of just wandering you bump into the chest of another person. “Excuse me-“

“Well hello pretty lady, you alone?” He says, and you lift up your head a little bit to see the gorgeous sight of your boyfriend, Jack. His smile widens as you two meet eyes and they crinkle at the side a little bit with how hard he’s smiling.

“Hmmm, not too sure if I am….” You tease and he wraps an arm around your waist to bring you closer to you. “Where’d you go? Outside?” nodding your head and bringing your arms to wrap around his neck you give him a small kiss

You two part slightly when a girl makes her way over to the two of you, not even sparing you a glance.

“Jacky! How are you-“ she stumbles—trying to purposefully trip herself into him, but only getting surprised when he grabs you and quickly moves the both of you out her way, causing her to fall flat on the floor.

A few people around her look down confusingly, and you mentally smile at her slightly embarrassed look. She quickly jumps back up to her feet and coughs a little to clear herself up.

“Um, anyways. How are you doing, Jacky?” She says, and looks at you for a second while her face shifts to displeased when she sees his arm around your waist.

“I’m fine. Me and my girlfriend, y/n, are doing pretty well-“ “Jack! Tell your brother he sucks at pool.” A tall brunette says with Luke trailing behind him with a grumbling smile “I do not suck! You definitely cheated!”

“Yeah okay Luke.” Your boyfriend snorts and the random girl is very swiftly pushed to the side while the two boys take over her spot in front of you.

“Hi y/n” Luke says and gives you a small hug while you smile at him in greeting. “Hi, I’m rutger! You can call me rut, Nice to meet you.” The boy takes out his hand and his demeanor is incredibly friendly, shooting him the same smile you gave to Luke “I’m y/n. You’re a pool expert?”

“Nah, but I could definitely beat you if you play like this dude over here.” He jokes while nudging over to Luke and he replies with a ‘so not true’

“You’re so on!” The two of you run over to the table, already joking around about which one of you would get which side.

“That’s new? She doesn’t really click with people like that…” Luke says and Jack nods, looking at the two of you. “It is rare, but sometimes it happens. Rutger has that younger brother vibe which is probably why they clicked so fast. Y/n has a soft spot for family.”

“Jack! Get over here! I am not having Luke as my partner again” “that’s my boyfriend!”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were alone? I would have came too!”

“Rut, I like my alone time outside” you giggle, seeing him plop down on the seat next to you, making an ‘O’ shape with his mouth.

“Well, Jack was looking for you earlier. And Trevor was complaining that you didn’t like him?” “It’s not that I don’t like Trevor, I don’t really know him like that.”

“you don’t know him either!” A muffled voice comes from behind the glass window you’re in front of, turning around to see Trevor (apparently) and Jack looking at the two of you.

Jack grins, mouthing a ‘hi Baby’ to you while Trevor freezes and backs up from the window. “…a little creepy.” “I didn’t even know he was there.” Rutger laughs and you scoff

“He’s kinda right though, I only just met you at the party two days ago.” Rutger says, leaning back into his seat. “Yeah, but you give off like a friendly sibling vibe. Whoever that is gives me random dude vibes which is true cause he is.”

“Can you at least make an effort to learn my name? As Jack’s best friend I think I deserve some respect!“ Trevor whines and Jack opens the door, already tired of talking to you through the window. “you are not my best friend.” “Then who is?” “You are, obviously.” Jack says to you in response to your question.

“Y/n! Come here, I need help with my hair.” Ellen calls you over and you gently excuse yourself from the porch as the boys talk amongst each other.

A few minutes later, the same girl from last night slides into your spot and everyone stops talking. “Hey guys, what’s going on?” “Um, nothing much. Just waiting for y/n to get back I guess. Where did you come from?” Rutger says and she fakes confusion, purposefully ignoring his last question. “who’s y/n?” “My girlfriend. You saw her last night at the party.” Jack says and she furrows her brows.

“Oh, her? I talked to her outside too, not very friendly.” “Yeah, you just have to get close to her. Unless you’re Rutger apparently.” Trevor sighs and Rutger lets out a little laugh “I don’t know, she really seemed like she didn’t like me.” “She might warm up to you eventually.” Jack cuts through shortly, not wanting to leave a space where she could talk negatively about you.

He thanks everything when he sees you walking back up to them, another smile gracing his lips. “Your mom is literally the best Hughes.” “Should I take offense to that or no?” He jokes and you shrug.

“Hi.” The girl sitting in your seat says and you nod your head back in greeting. “Can I get a hi too?” “Hi Travis.” “My name is Trevor!” Giggling, you let out a small ‘oops’ and Trevor knows for a fact you’re messing with him now.

The girl eyes you down carefully, as if she’s trying to pick out a flaw while you stand there and look at something on your phone.

“Oh shit, we gotta go. Promised Luke I’d go with him to watch a movie. You wanna come, babe?” “Nah, I’m good. I’m probably just gonna relax.” “I can go.” The girl says with an exaggerated ear piercing voice, and Jack can’t help but cringe. “Um, Luke said guys night only. Bye! Bye babe.” He kisses you goodbye before shoving rutger and Trevor out and away so the girl couldn’t question him.

You stand there and watch while the boys pull out of the driveway, waving a goodbye and seeing them drive off. Eventually, the boys leave and it’s just you and this mystery girl here.

You move to go back inside, and she follows you from a distance.

Walking into the kitchen, you take out a pack of strawberries and wash them off before grabbing a cutting board and beginning to cut them into pieces, trying your best to ignore the weird girl behind you.

“Do you even like Jack?” She questions and you pause before turning around to look at her. “Who are you?” You say, before turning back to your strawberries. “I’m Kianna. I live next door. I don’t think you’re a good fit for Jack.” “Good thing I don’t care what you think then, Kianna.” She huffs and you slide your diced strawberries into a cup, moving to take ice cream out of the freezer and scoop it into a bowl.

“That’s rude.” “It’s not rude, I don’t know who you are. Why would I care about what you think if I don’t know you?” You respond, and place your strawberries on your ice cream before leaving to go upstairs into Jacks room. “You don’t want to get to know me?” “Why would I want to get to know someone who’s trying to steal my man?”.

You can hear Ellen open the front door when you disappear up the steps and slow down so you can hear their conversation.

“Oh! Kianna, honey… what are you doing in here?” Ellen says and she freezes “um, I was talking to Jack’s girlfriend and she just went upstairs.” “Oh, y/n! Isn’t she great? I just love her so much, such a sweetheart! Jack’s just so in love with her too.” Ellen says and you can feel the awkwardness radiating off of Kianna. “U-um, Mrs. Hughes, I’m gonna head home now. Bye.” She mumbles before making her way out the door.

You snicker before walking up into Jacks room and turning on the latest episode of your favorite murder tv series.

You wake up to feel Jack laying down next to you, Arms wrapped around you and his body slightly squishing yours.

“Hey. Had a nice nap?” He buries himself into the back of your neck, smiling when he hears you giggling with a sigh.

“Was soo nice. You have fun at the movies with Luke and the others?” “Yeah. Was a great movie. Would’ve been better if you were there though.”

Silence is the only thing heard between you two. The tv doing all the talking you need to fill in the empty air.

“My mom said Kianna was in here earlier. She trouble you at all?” You roll onto your other side to face him properly and play with his hoodie. “Nah, she tried to intimidate me but it didn’t work.” “Intimidate you how?” “Tried telling me she didn’t think I was good for you or whatever, but I literally don’t even know that chick. Why would I care?”

Jack hums in agreement as he snuggles closer to you. “She’s just upset cause I’m not dating her. I’ve never liked her, but I’ve been nice because she’s like my summer neighbor or whatever.” You smile and nod in acknowledgment.

“I don’t care what she thinks. Like I said, I don’t know her.” “My mom secretly hates her too, but don’t tell her I told you that.” He whispers and you smile.

“I love you so much.” He mumbles into your neck and you sigh in contentment. “I love you too, J.” You two share a few kisses before you hear knocking on the door.

“Hey. Tell y/n her favorite Hughes brother just came home.” “Quinn!” “Hey! I’m here too!” “Shut up Luke!”

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darby-rowe · 4 months

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maybe could we do a sub!coryo getting pegged by dom!reader and shes going super hard on him like spanking him,grabbing his hair and pulling him back against her cock? could we add some mommy kink in there too 🤭🤭

im so sorry i keep leaving my asks in the dust akskfks i write so slow im so sorry 😩

but anon this is such a hot idea. as a society we need to acknowledge the fact that coryo more than likely has a mommy kink

18+ | nsfw | mdni

cw mommy kink

coryo has a major attitude problem due to his unresolved trauma, and a common outlet he uses to vent his frustrations and express his emotions is letting you fuck the absolute shit out of him.

you can't recall how it happened the first time, but after coryo finally let you peg him, cooing in his face and calling him a good boy, he became obsessed with your silicone dick. and now you use this newfound kink as a way to 'tame' him when he's being exceptionally bratty.

you'd go out shopping in public, and you'd have to withstand coryo's complaining on how hot/cold it is outside, or how it's too crowded, or blah blah blah, etc. and by god did it get on your last nerve. was there anything in this world that coryo didn't complain about?

the last straw came and went whenever you wanted to try on a few dresses and coryo just let out the bitchiest sigh you ever heard. he didn't even say anything, and yet it made your blood absolutely boil.

so now fast forward and you have coryo on his knees in between your legs as you fuck his throat with your strap, watching his pretty blue eyes well up with tears as he gargles and gags on your silicone cock.

"that's it, baby," you purr, tangling your fingers in his soft blonde curls and guiding him back and forth on your dick. "such a nice little cocksucker, aren't ya? i guess those pretty lips are good for something else other than being a fucking brat,"

you softly wipe his tears away before plunging your cock down his throat, groaning at how hard he grips your thighs before letting him come up for air. and those wet baby blues of his never fail to get you going.

“say you love sucking my cock, brat,” you command, gripping tightly onto his hair. the whimper that emits from his throat has your knees feeling like water.

“i love…” he pants, gulping down saliva. “i love sucking your cock, mommy,”

absolutely delicious.

and one thing about coryo is that he is loud; especially when you have your cock balls-deep inside his ass, pulling him back by the hair and thrusting with everything you have. your pelvis smacks against the flesh of his ass, and he is nearly in tears from how rough you are. but it feels so, so good.

“mommy, please,” coryo babbles incoherently how good your cock feels inside him, or how you’re being too rough. his whimpers and mewls sound so fucking good coming from his swollen, spit-covered lips. “please, slow down. you’re so big. so deep. i can’t take it, mommy,”

“no, baby, you’re gonna take this cock like a good boy,” you pant, planting a hard smack! against the pale flesh of coryo’s ass. he lets out another whimper. “if you want me to slow down and be nicer, you’re gonna have to learn to not be such a fucking pompous brat. in the meantime, you’re gonna take my cock, and you’re gonna cum as many times as i see fit,”

and so you proceed to fuck him until he’s so dumb and blissed out that you can barely understand a word he’s saying — until he’s only repeating, “mommy, i can’t stop cumming”, and “my ass feels so good”, and “thank you, mommy”.

at the end of the night, you of course bring him the absolute best aftercare you can muster. you run him a bath, give him sweet kisses all over his pretty, tear-stained face, and make sure you tell him how much you really love him.

#coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow imagine #coriolanus snow smut #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #darbyrowe.ask #darbyrowe.doc

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wriothesleybear · 7 months

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NSFW but I keep imagining this: tw: unprotected sex, semi-clothed sex, Wriothesley ruining your dress, Sigewinne is kinda your daughter.

You went for a day out with Sigewinne, since it was a nice sunny day, you decided to wear one of your finer Fontainian gowns. Not knowing that Wriothesley was watching and slowly getting flustered, distracting him from his work. The fun for you began after you returned with Sigewinne at sunset and heard a familiar deep voice behind you once she was sent to bed.

"My, my. Someone's had a special day today." Wriothesley comes out of his office, eyeing you up and down. Who knew your dress would have such an affect.

You were surprised but nothing prepared you for Wriothesley wrapping his arms around you, his hands wandering your hips and ass, giving little squeezes, leaving you wide eyed and blushing.

"W-wriothesley..." You could only say as he nuzzles the side of your neck, kissing it sloppily.

"Wha-what if Sigewinne hears-"

"She won't." Wriothesley cuts you off and begins to bite your neck.

You feel him hoist you up in his arms, taking you to the bedroom. He gets more touchy and a little rough on your dress by pressing you slightly into the mattress with his body.

He grabs the straps of your dress pulling it down to expose your chest, the cold air whipping it but disappears once Wriothesley kisses and bites your breasts. His warm breath makes you stunned but you make the effort to grab his tie and shirt collar and unwind it all as he pushes up your skirt to see your already wet panties. The sight only makes the warden more horny and rips it off.

He takes out his hard cock already, puts your thighs over his shoulders and rams inside you with ease. Both of you were already moaning, sweaty messes as Wriothesley thrusts harder and harder, nearly reaching his climax while you were limp already from his touches.

Wriothesley leans closer to you. You wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him to a passionate kiss just before he has his climax, feeling his hot seed filling you, leaving you both panting and affectionate, your foreheads touching. Ignoring your ruined dress because you know he'll buy you a new one.

All that ended abruptly when you heard the little, rapid footsteps of Sigewinne approaching.

"Oh no."

omg anon i love this🤭❤️ im always down for nsfw asks😉

wrio is the type of guy who cant control himself around his s/o especially if theyre looking beautiful (which is all the time) or wearing dresses that show skin especially your thighs. when he can't ravage you then and there due to work, he cant even focus because he's too busy the whole time just thinking about you and planning once he has free time to slip away with you for a quickie. quickies happen often in the fortress/his office and ngl youve almost gotten caught a few times by others, but it wouldn't really matter cuz no one can speak up to the duke without getting in trouble or being scared to.

thank you for your ask anon! i hope you have a good day/night! dont be afraid to share more of your thoughts👀🥰

#wriothesley #wriothesley smut #wriothesley headcanons #wriothesley x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x reader

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pedriswife · 1 year

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OMG I JS SAW UR REBLOG ON THE GAVI AND XAVI THING ON UR REPLY ACC AND I GOT AN IDEA

can you do a smut where like reader asks why gavi never ties his shoes and reader teases him and he keeps denying that he cant and he really cant tie his shoes so reader ties it for him and when reader got down on her knees to tie it for him he gets like… hard 🤭 and smut HEHEHEHHEHE

shoelaces (smut)

"Pablo, tie your laces, you'll fall straight on your face one day," you sighed, your boyfriend completely ignoring you as he walked around the hallway with his trainers untied, almost stepping on them everytime he made a move.

"I never do my shoelaces, it's a waste of time. And I never fall," he scoffed, acting offended at your suggestion. As the two of you were getting ready to go out, he took your hand in his, his thumb stroking soothing circles over your flesh.

You smiled at the action, yet you didn't want to give up so easily - "I'll do them for you, it'll be quick you can even time me to see its not a waste of time," you said, kneeling on the floor, taking in the laces in your fingers, tying loops on one shoe before moving to the other and doing the same.

"See? All done, nice and fast," you said proudly, dusting off your knees before looking up at gavi, a slight blush covering his face, his hand coming down to stroke your hair.

"Well, thank you princesa, but now we have a bit of a problem," he stated, his eyes moving to look at his growing hard on, your gaze following as you felt yourself get wetter at his insinuations.

You bit your lip, gavi still smirking down at you, his hand forming a quick makeshift ponytail of your hair, your fingers grasping at the band of his trousers, pulling them down just to reveal his hard cock, straining in his boxers, begging to be let out.

You left open-mouthed kisses over his v line, sometimes tugging at the skin to leave a mark that he could savour later before reaching his boxers, wasting no time in pulling them down to his knees. You blew some air over his cock, making him hiss at impact, something along the lines of "don't tease" leaving his lips.

Licking a stripe over his base, you swirled your tongue over his tip, licking up the precum, then sucking on it, wanting to tease more out of him, groans heard throughout the hallway.

He gently guided you to take in more, watching through fluttering eyelashes the sight of you going down on him, your eyes looking straight into his as you bobbed your head, your moans sending vibrations down his dick, only elevating the pleasure.

Saliva gathered at the corners of your lips, your eyes teary as you continued to move up and down on him, humming around his cock to prevent yourself from gagging.

"Just like that princesa, I'm close," he groaned out, his voice unstable as the pleasure coursing through his body.

Feeling him twitch in your mouth, signalling you that he was close, you only sped up your movements, eager to bring him to his orgasm. You brought up your hand to stroke the parts that your mouth couldn't reach, his head thrown back as he involuntarily bucked his hips into your mouth, his sounds only encouraging you to make him cum.

He finally reached his high, his load shooting down your throat, some left over at the corners of your lips, taking his spent cock out of your mouth just to show him you swallowing his cum, profanities leaving his mouth at the action.

His fucked out gaze now admired your dishevelled state, your hair a mess, your mascara pooling around your eyes, your lips plump and a tint of red.

"I'll let you tie my laces more often if it ends like this."

A/N: I hope you like this anon, I changed it up a bit, hopefully you don't mind. Also, not my best work so if shit hits the fan, it's getting DELETED😭

#pedriswife answers #fc barca #fc barcelona #gavi #pablo gavi smut #gavi smut #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavira #pablo gavi #pablo martín páez gavira

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dragonsandbutterflies · 3 days

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"The date - Part III"

"Do you know what this is?" I ask holding up a hitachi, when you answer "yes, Sir" I give a mischievous smile and say "Good, time to put on a show for me."

Walking behind you I wrap my arms around you and place the head of the hitachi against your cunt. Commanding you to take the hitachi, I whisper in your ear not to cum without my permission and give a firm smack on your ass. Taking a seat on the couch I tell you to begin, the buzzing of the hitachi and your soft moans quickly filling the air. After 10 minutes of watching you and listening to your sweet moans and begging to cum, I walk over to you and standing in front of you I grab your face and force you to look at me.

"Cum" I command as wave after wave of pleasure hits you. "That's it, cum for me like a good fuck doll." You drop the hitachi on the floor and don't notice as I lift you off your metal prison, putting you on the floor with your face down arms behind your back and ass up. I remove the plug in your ass, admiring how your ass doesn't easily give it up. Rubbing my cock against your pussy coating it in your cum I slowly press against your ass until you take ever last inch of me. Slowly I start thrusting in and out, increasing speed. With one hand I keep your wrists pinned behind you, the other I use to grab your hair. I comment how good your ass feels clenching my cock, "beg me to cum in your ass." Letting go of your wrists and hair you fall forward feeling my cock pulsate as my cum fills and covers your ass as you have your third orgasm.

I leave you laying on the floor exhausted, catching your breath as the orgasm subsides, your ass filled with my cum. Soon you hear water running in the distance. I return and puck you up and carry you to the bathroom. I remove your heels and collar and help you into the bath before stripping and joining you. After a bit to relax and get cleaned up I help you dry off.

You get ready for bed as I clean up the living room from your little performance. Walking back into the bedroom I see you in a tank top and shorts with your hair in a ponytail.

"No, you won't be wearing that tonight." I utter, grabbing a matching collar and cuff set and holding them up, "This is all you need."

You strip off the tank top and shorts, standing naked in front of me you hold out your wrists as I apply each cuff. You turn around on command as I put the collar around your neck, a faint *click* as it locks. I walk you to the full length mirror and we admire how beautiful you look, your heart racing with fear and excitement. I wrap my arms around your waist and pull you close, giving a quick kiss on your cheek as you admire the tag on the collar, " Property of D."

Not sure we need a part IV. Hope you enjoyed this, maybe cum a few times. Maybe I'll tell you which blog that follows you is me in the future, but for now I will keep you guessing. If you want more of these you know what to do, ask (beg) nicely. - D

Ahhh thank u anon D!!! Ugh, now I really want to know who u are and if we've spoken before 🥺💖

I love the way you write.. gives me such good fantasies to think about while I touch myself 🤭

#daddy’s wh0re #cnc k!nk #human fleshlight #bd/sm kink #dumbification #free use fantasy #corruption kink #dumb wh0re #fr33use #degrading k1nk #daddy k!nk #k!nk community #k!nk blog #cumslvt #attention wh0r3 #cvm wh0re #an4lslut #sabrina answers

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w1ldthoughts · 4 months

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Beauty School Dropout

A/n: special thank you to my curly girl @justhereforherbert for her hair tips!!! This is for you and my sweet anon that requested this.

He remembered the exact day this fascination started. The two of you were getting ready for the Chargers’ New Years party and Justin was done getting dressed in 20 minutes so he sat on the bed watching you get ready. All of your hair products sat neatly on one side, per his request, and your makeup sat on the other side. He was fascinated by your meticulous routine and somewhere along the way it became his favorite thing, memorizing every detail that made you…you.

During the season he had no time to really plan dates or even the simple task of having dinner together because of his 14-15 hour days at the facility, but any and every small moment he got to appreciate what was in front of him, he didn’t take it lightly. There were so many things about you that he loved, but your curly hair had become his favorite physical feature since that fateful evening. Throughout that night and several others, he found himself playing with your hair without even meaning to. He would sometimes twirl it around his fingers while sitting on the couch next to you and often brush it out of your face to kiss you or move it out of the way while helping you clasp a necklace or put on a jacket.

It made him emotional thinking about the sacrifices you made to support him every step of the way and he desperately wanted to show you how much you were loved and appreciated. The offseason had just begun and the two of you were back in Oregon after getting his cast taken off and clearing him for light physical therapy. Justin immediately got to work in putting together the perfect night to show you how much he cared and appreciated you being his rock during the most exhausting season of his life, both physically and mentally.

As soon as you were out of the home office and done with work for the day, he knew it was the perfect time.

“Hey baby.” You greeted him cheerfully, your smile growing wider when he pulled you in for a hug. “What are you up to?”

“Nothing,” he laughs. “I can’t just be happy to see you?”

You give him a questioning look. “You just look like you’re up to something. I don't know what it is but you just look too…excited. For no reason.”

“Okay fine. I have a proposition for you. And you can say no if you want, obviously.” He looks like a little kid, begging his mom to have a sleepover on a school night.

“What is this proposition, J?” You giggle.

He gets serious, holding you close to his chest as you look up at him. “You know how you mentioned that you needed to wash your hair today?” He gestured toward the messy bun you’d been wearing all day, “what if…I did it?”

You look at him like he just grew a third eye. “You want to wash my hair for me? Why?”

“I just, wanna take care of you like you’ve been taking care of me. And I don’t know, when we have kids? I want to be able to do things too and not have to rely on you to do it all.”

“That’s the cutest I’ve ever heard. You can absolutely wash my hair.” You laugh at him as he pumps his fist into the air like he just scored a touchdown and walk steadily behind him up the stairs.

A fluffy UGG bathrobe and matching platform slippers were sitting in the room waiting for you. He had been planning this. You changed into your new comfy attire and tiptoed into the bathroom where your boyfriend had a chair set up in front of one of the sinks all ready to go.

“Okay so before we start,” you began, “you need the routine.”

He holds up a piece of paper, detailing every single step of your hair care routine in his perfect handwriting, which leaves you shellshocked.

“Justin how—when did you do all of this?” You didn’t mean to get emotional but when someone remembers little details about you, it means the world. And this? This was no small minor detail. This was…huge. You would’ve actually given him a baby tonight if he asked nicely.

“I’ve been watching you take care of it for a while and I just started writing things down along the way in my notes app cause I couldn’t write. So as soon as the cast was off, I started doing it little by little. And yes, I was careful not to hurt my finger. I thought of everything already so you just get to sit back, relax and watch me work my magic. I got this.”

“You totally got this.”

He ran your hair through the warm water, gently rinsing it a few times before grabbing the Ouai Detoxifying Shampoo and massaging it into your scalp. You could tell he was really trying to take his time and be thorough each time and you laughed to yourself when you felt a silicone scalp massager on your head. Justin was really giving you the five star treatment. After he shampooed your hair twice, he went in with the Rizos Curls Deep Conditioner and wrapped your hair up in a towel when he was done. The quarterback helped you sit up and used your favorite secret ingredient, Suave kids detangler, only because it smelled like apples. It had become his favorite scent in the world. After spraying it a few times, he ran his fingers through it to detangle it, used the Pattern Leave-In conditioner, As I Am curling jelly and let it air dry for a few minutes before going in with the diffuser.

“I hate to say this but the Chargers might need to find a new quarterback. You just became my full-time hairstylist.” You tell him, looking at your hair in awe. The curls were bouncy and perfect.

He looked at you, very unamused. “Really? You’re not just saying that, are you?”

You placed both hands on his shoulders, letting out a breath. “I’m being so serious, you were amazing. Thank you for doing all of this for me.”

“Well I know it’s not much but it’s a small ‘thank you’ for taking care of me. You drove me to the hospital and stayed with me after surgery and helped me shave and if I can do a little bit for you too? That’s what I want to do.”

He looks so content and relaxed as you close the distance between you. You seal your gratitude with a kiss as your eyes flutter closed and you pull him even closer to you. His recent shave leaves his skin soft to the touch and you can’t help but feel warm all over at the thought of getting to do this for the rest of your life. There was no forgetting Justin’s brief mention of wanting to do your future kids’ hair and the idea of him wanting a future with you and actively planning ahead for that future had your heart beating a million miles an hour, in a good way. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pecked his lips once more.

“You don’t have to thank me. I’ll always be here for you. Surgery, an eventual Super Bowl, any and everything in between? I’m in.”

The man looks at you like you personally hung the stars in the sky, “God I love you,” he whispers, leaning in for another peck.

“And I love you.” You tell him in between kisses.

#Justin Herbert #justin herbert imagine #justin herbert x reader #nfl imagine #justin herbert fanfic #justin herbert fluff

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wannaeatramyeon · 11 months

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How about us Fucking Goo dumb? Yah know...like him panting and gasping for air while we do 'stuffs' to him, smiling at us when we praise him for being such a nice sub, begging for us to leave 'pretty' marks all over his body, the way he loves how we wipe off his smirk the moment we touch him, the way his fingers would twitch while we leave trails of our kisses from his neck down his navel, but never touching him where he wants always leaving him desperate making him whine out in discontent, after a lot of teasing and teasing him coming untouc- or maybe you can just ignore this.

Hey anon! Thanks for asking. You've got a VERY vivid imagination yourself. I need to keep an eye out for your Goo smut.

I'm likely not gonna be in the mood to try and write smut again for a while but I did enjoy writing Vin's NSFW hc so.

Goo Kim x Reader: NSFW hc

Lucky you, this guy has got range.

Fun and fast, making you laugh during sex as much as he makes you cum. Sweet and gentle, you clinging to each other as he tells you sweet nothings.

Rough dom, edging and degrading and commanding. Poor princess, are those tears? Well cry harder. Petulant sub, himself whining and begging and trying to hold back. Nothing like making that bastard cry for how mean he was the other night.

Goo really is a pure switch.

Can do anything from public quickies to love-making (surprise!), but it is completely mood dependent. And Goo Kim's moods are hard enough to get a grasp of, so it's luck of the draw what sort of ride you're getting.

Doesn't have a preference for them, but loves quickies if you throw in some orgasm denial for you too. You're fucked out of your mind, so so close to cumming when oops. Goo beats you to the punch.

He is not sorry, and there is nothing unpremeditated about it.

Don't worry, he'll make it up to you later. Guess you'll just have to walk around dripping and unsatisfied most of the day. Shame.

Surprisingly generous with giving oral. There is nothing quite like making you moan and squeal, especially at inopportune times.

Mad exhibitionist streaks when it's you on the line.

A hand palming between your legs under the table during dinner at a restaurant, fingers curious and reckless when he's driving. Has no qualms about getting on his knees, hitching your skirt up and going down on you in a quiet part of a library.

And really. The best way to shut up this blonde up is to put his mouth to good use. Especially if you sit on his face.

With casual fucks, he places his own needs above all else. Better luck next time if you want to be satisfied. Maybe he's the ultimate edger, more likely he's an asshole.

And unless he likes you, don't kiss him on the mouth. Who knows where everyone has been. Sure, he'll fuck you dumb but lip kisses are off-limits. Just... don't question the logic of this.

If you've wormed your way into his heart? His lips and tongue are exploring every inch of you.

Aftercare? Needs it for himself. You've stroked him, now stroke his hair and ego too - thank you. For you? Eh, depends how he feels about you.

Someone casual? Thanks! Bye! Cya! Even in the middle of night. Leaves you to gather your things and do your walk of shame as he takes a leisurely shower, humming and singing to himself.

If he likes you, then he will make an effort. Goo is pretty much always up for cuddles anyway and you are his princess, after all. He will take care of you.

Will never not find it funny at the end of a session to leave some cash on your bedside table, in your bra, or in your underwear.

#lookism #lookism headcanons #lookism x reader #lookism hc #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #goo kim #goo kim x reader #kim joongoo #lookism smut #kim joongoo x reader #wannaeatramyeon

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pupyuj · 8 months

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That cumplay in ur ssera post is fucking hot actually.. hyunjin has big hands so I imagine her cock would b huge too 😋 thinking about her spilling inside you and then watching her load leak from your fluttering hole as she pulls out. She licks it clean and forces a filthy kiss on your mouth to share the flavor, maybe even pushing you to your knees so you can taste your own cum off her cock? ☺️

ALRIGHT ANON I GOT YOU! thanks for clearing the air 😭😭 have to admit, i had to try and be a little creative bcs anon already wrote such a good starting point like i read this ask over and over giggling n shit 😵‍💫

this just makes me think that hyunjin is deeefinitely the type to tease the hell out of you that it's almost torture... no, it literally is torture bcs she's always going to have you begging for her cum :((( she knows how much you love it when she releases her load inside your cunt, or in your asshole, or down your throat but she's a silly girl and she wants to make you feel so desperate until you're on the brink of tears, meanie 😔😔 AND YOU'RE SO RIGHT ANON KIM HYUNJIN HAS A BIG COCK... and she's such an ass about it 😭 she's always taunting you,, asking shit like: "do you want unnie's cock inside you? hmm.. but you don't sound like it..." JUST SO YOU'RE BEGGING OVER AND OVER AGAIN 😩😤

hyunjin tying you up,, hands stuck up at the bedpost, legs forced open giving her a full view of your wet hole, and she's sitting across from you, legs spread open as well and she's moving her hand up and down her own cock :((( moaning obnoxiously loud, grinning as she watched your cunt clench around nothing .

and then here she goes again with her taunts 😭 "ahhm.. feels good but it's not enough..."

"please, please, unnie.. i'm right here, use me, please...!" you're bucking your hips up in the air as if it'll do anything, and hyunjin fucking loves it so much she could make you suffer all night long and that's exactly what she'll do :((( and it's not even bcs you've been a bad girl or anything, she genuinely just loves messing you and have you crying to get fucked by her 🫣

hyunjin coming on her hand after an excruciatingly long time,,, licking her own cum off her fingers and while she kept eye contact with you,, and then she pretends to act like she doesn't know why you're frowning and being upset,, "hm? did you want a taste? sorry baby, i think you should say it louder next time!" SHE'S LITERALLY A JERK 😭😭 n then you're like,, sobbing bcs you're so desperate,,, n hyunjin feels a little bad so she'll pound into your tight cunt nice and rough just like you've wanted all this time :(( shdhfksf her keeping your folds parted, watching her cock go in and out of you and feeling soooo horny seeing your slick completely cover up her length every time she pulls it back out she's kinda obsessed 😳

sjdnejdkf hyunjin intentionally making a mess out of both of you when you come at the same time,,,, now horny out of her mind she gets rid of your restraints and pulls you down so that your face is on her cock,, "you're my dumb little cumslut, aren't you?? clean me up." she's saying while tapping your lips with her dick, soaking wet from both of your juices 😩😩😩 and she doesn't have to say it twice bcs the moment those words leave her mouth, you already have more than half of her length down your throat :((( you really didn't care if it made you look dirty, diligently licking off both of your cum on her dick,, and then once she was satisfied, hyunjin just grabs your head and forces her thick cock down your throat,, ignoring your gags and the way you resisted how she pushed you down,,,

yeah she loved torturing you but she knew how good you were with your mouth, she wasn't going to waste any second now!! but the fucking lasts just as long as the teasing, hyunjin will literally have you sucking her off and riding her until the sun rises 😳🫠

#loona smut #loona x reader #loona imagines #kim hyunjin smut #kim hyunjin x reader #kim hyunjin imagines #hyunjin smut

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alwaysmicado · 8 months

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Are you happy now?

3k words | 18+ NSFW | Dieter Bravo x f!reader

Warnings: a little angst, light smut (18+ MDNI, oral m!receiving, unprotected p in v, semi-public sex, voyeurism), age gap (unspecified), drug use, Dieter being a menace Summary: You unknowingly cockblock Dieter at a party before he watches you having sex. It's a whole thing. A/N: Well, well, well... if it isn't the consequences of Dieter's own actions. Takes place after the breakup, but before he shows up at your apartment in It's always been you. @Anon: I hope this fulfills your wish for toxicity... Thanks for reading! 🖤

Thinking of you… I wish you were here with me

The loud buzz of your phone startles you. You immediately take it out of your purse to look at the message. Of course it’s from Dieter. He’s been texting and calling you every single day since you broke up. It's always something along the lines of I miss you, please talk to me, let me make it up to you, blah, blah, blah.

He didn't care about your feelings when he was fucking someone else a few weeks ago, did he? So why is he pretending to care now?

You hate his texts. You hate that he's not leaving you alone, continuing to rub salt into the gaping wound in your heart with every message he sends you.

Most of all though, you hate how badly you want to give in. You’re aching for his touch and the beautiful lies he’d whisper in your ear. He’d change for you, do it right this time. You could be so happy…

“You okay, babe?” You look up at Ben and see the concern in his blue eyes. You put your phone back in your purse and nod quickly. “Yeah, all good. I'm just not a big fan of parties, but I'm really glad you came with me,” you give him a forced smile to stop him from asking any more questions about your well-being. You're tired of lying.

He puts his arm around your waist and kisses your temple. “I'm happy you asked me and I'm sure we're gonna have a good time. We always do, don't we,” he murmurs in your ear and slides his hand along your dress to playfully grab your ass. You smirk and hum in agreement.

It's true, being with Ben is always easy and fun. You've made it clear from the beginning that you're not interested in anything remotely serious and he doesn't seem to mind. You usually fuck, order food, get high and sometimes fall asleep together. He’s nice to you, makes you feel wanted and respects your boundaries.

You really wish you didn't think of Dieter every time Ben touches you. You know it's unfair and all kinds of fucked up, but so is your whole life right now...

And it's not even like Ben is doing anything wrong, far from it. He’s actually matching your kinkiness quite nicely. Eating you out on his desk at work, fingering you under the table at the little Italian place you guys like to eat at, fucking your mouth while he’s on a Zoom call with your boss, the list goes on. The problem isn't Ben.

It's you and your stupid heart. You gave it to Dieter and even though that was arguably the dumbest decision you’ve ever made, you can’t take it back.

Fuck, you’re pathetic.

“I need a drink,” you sigh. And with that you two make your way to the bar.

The party is in full swing with music pulsating through the air and colorful lights dancing on the walls. Your eyes scan the room filled with partygoers happily chatting, flirting and drinking. You quickly find Katie, your friend and hostess of the party. She's a fairly prominent agent here in LA and none other than the person who introduced you and Dieter over a year ago - in this house. At a party.

You remember going out on the balcony for some fresh air, since people snorting coke left and right, smoking their joints and starting to get handsy with each other was making you woozy. Completely mesmerized by the twinkling lights of the city, you didn't hear the glass door slide open. “Hey beautiful,” Dieter greeted, leaning on the railing next to you. “Also had enough of the circus downstairs?” “Yeah,” you nodded. “Can I stay here with you for a bit?” He turned to face you, his beautiful dark eyes searching yours. You never stood a chance.

Katie comes up to you to introduce herself to Ben and catch up with you briefly before she is being dragged away by a nervous looking young man in a sharp suit. “My new client,” she whispers, “he’s like a puppy. Can’t be alone for more than two minutes.” She rolls her eyes dramatically and you laugh. “Actors are weird, man,” Ben chuckles and shakes his head. You chug the rest of your drink and snort.

You have no idea.

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

Dieter looks at his phone and furrows his brow. Left on read, as always. At least you still look at his messages, he supposes. Probably just need a bit more time to cool off. He sighs and puts the phone back into his pocket.

He’s so fucking bored with the conversation he’s finding himself in right now. Sitting in the lounge area with a bunch of people he vaguely knows, his third glass of whiskey in hand, he just nods absentmindedly at whatever his co-star is babbling about. Something about her husband fucking the nanny. Dieter couldn’t care less, he’s at Katie’s party only out of obligation to his own agent. Good for his image and promo of his new movie, she said.

You’re going to show up, be polite and keep your nose clean. Oh and Dieter, try not to blow anyone’s husband this time, okay?

Being good is absolutely draining and he’s been trying so hard since you left. Not drinking enough to black out, doing coke on the weekends only, fucking his fist exclusively, giving you the space you need. Of course he begged Katie to tell him where you live as soon as he realized you weren’t coming back home, but he’s kept his distance so far. Fighting the urge to be close to you with every fiber of his being. He really is trying to be better for you.

But that’s not enough tonight.

Not when the perky brunette next to him keeps throwing herself at him so blatantly. Batting her eyelashes, pushing her chest out so her tits almost spill out of her dress, caressing Dieter’s thigh, purring into his ear what a big fan she is…

“I’d let you do anything to me, you know,” she coos while moving her hand closer to his crotch, her warm breath on his neck making him whimper. “You could snort coke off my pussy and then fuck my ass, baby,” she whispers while trailing soft kisses down his neck. Dieter’s cock twitches at the thought. He closes his eyes and feels a comfortable buzz, enjoying the sensation of her soft lips on his neck and her hand near his balls.

“C’mere, pretty girl,” Dieter murmurs before pulling her close and capturing her lips with his. He moans into her warm mouth and bucks his hips to chase her touch. “Fuck baby, you’re killing me,” he groans, completely lost in the haze of the alcohol, the happy pills he sprinkled in earlier and the girl’s hand now rubbing his cock over his pants. “Can’t wait anymore. Let’s go, c’mon,” he pants breathlessly, getting up and making his way through the crowd .

He leads the girl upstairs and out onto the dimly lit wraparound balcony. Fucking outside always does it for him - something about feeling free and uninhibited.

“You wanna be bad, angel? Want a movie star to fuck you, huh?” Dieter presses her against the corner wall with his body, pushing his thigh between her legs, tilting her chin up to look into her eyes. Her pupils are blown and her mouth is slightly open when she nods. He grabs her chin a bit tighter, slowly tracing her soft lips with his thumb. “Say it, baby. Tell me you want my cock.” She looks at him with bedroom eyes, moving her head to suck on his thumb, slowly circling it with her tongue. Dieter hisses at the feeling of her warm wet mouth, his thigh pressing into her core.

“I want your cock so bad, Dieter, please I need it so much,” she whines and starts fumbling with his belt. “Fuck yeah, you do,” he murmurs, pulling his pants down just enough to free his hard cock. She moans at the sight and Dieter chuckles, always very amused at the reactions his dick gets.

It’s a fucking work of art, so he’s not surprised.

“You wanna blow me, hm?” he asks while slowly stroking his length. “Yeah, Dieter, anything you want,” she coos. “Alright, baby, but don't say I didn't warn you. I ain't gonna be gentle. Now, be good and get on your knees for me.” She immediately lowers herself onto the floor, making sure to keep eye contact while he's cupping the back of her head and stroking her hair. “Good girl,” he purrs, “now get started, baby.”

He doesn’t have to tell her twice, she’s so eager to please him. Blowing Dieter Bravo on a balcony at a Hollywood party? Fuck yeah. This is the closest she’s ever gotten to taste fame - literally.

“Fuck baby, just like that,” Dieter groans, rocking his hips back and forth steadily, spurred on by the loud slurping and gagging sounds coming from the girl’s pretty mouth. The night is quiet around them, the muffled sounds of music and laughter coming from the party downstairs the only other thing Dieter hears when he closes his eyes.

Until it isn’t. He hears a sliding door open around the corner, followed by the clicking sound of high heels.

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“Can’t believe the prettiest girl at the party wants to be alone with me,” Ben quips, showing you his irresistible smile. “Oh, you’re underestimating your allure, Mr Jones,” you murmur into his ear, whimpering at the feeling of his fingertips trailing down your back. “Follow me,” you whisper, leading him upstairs. “I'll be with you in a sec, babe,” Ben says, pressing a kiss to your cheek and then heading for the bathroom.

You need fresh air to clear your head a bit, the vodka tonics you’ve downed starting to make your head spin - and you’re itching for Ben to finally bend you over the railing and fill you up. He’s been teasing you all night, loving nothing more than to see you squirm under his touch and to hear those delicious little noises you make when you can’t take the anticipation anymore.

The glass door slides open and you step out into the night. It’s absolutely stunning - pleasantly cool and wonderfully quiet. You walk up to the railing, take a deep breath and enjoy the view over LA.

The last few weeks have taken a toll on your physical and mental health. You’ve basically been wallowing in your own sadness save for the time you’ve spent with Ben - and even that isn’t healthy. You know you guys have an expiration date, so you’re making a conscious decision to live in the moment right now. You just need to stop wallowing and start allowing yourself to be happy again. That's it. That's all you need to do. The night is yours.

When did you start crying?

You quickly wipe your cheeks when you feel Ben’s body pressing against yours from behind, putting his hands next to yours on the railing, softly kissing your neck. “Hi,” he murmurs into your ear. “Hi,” you answer softly, turning to pull him into a passionate kiss.

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

Dieter’s jaw drops when he sees you. You’re an absolute vision. Still the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. How did he ever get so lucky?

You’re standing by the railing, the black satin dress you’re wearing hugging your curves perfectly, your gorgeous hair slightly blowing in the summer breeze.

Dieter’s just watching you for a few seconds, enchanted, forgetting everything around him. There's only you.

When you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, he can see the single tear running down your cheek, illuminated by the lights coming from the city. He winces at the sight, instinctively wanting to embrace you and tell you that everything is going to be alright. I'll take care of you.

The girl with Dieter’s cock in her mouth taps his thigh, yanking him back to reality. He looks down at her in shock, the realization of what’s currently happening setting in.

You’re fucking here. On the same balcony he’s currently getting a blowjob a few feet away from you. What kind of fucked up karma coincidence is this?

Jesus fucking Christ.

"What's wrong baby, I always thought you liked an audience?" the girl whispers, looking up at Dieter with big innocent eyes and a provocative smirk that doesn't match.

He immediately pulls her up by her arms and shoves her against the wall. "Shut the fuck up," he hisses, moving his face so close to hers she can feel his breath. He grips her chin roughly with his hand and tilts her head so she is forced to meet his gaze. His eyes are black. "You don't make a fucking sound and go back inside. Now."

The girl is surprised by his sudden change of demeanor, but not scared. She's been with enough assholes like him. Men who take what they want and then throw you away when they've had their fill. She just nods at Dieter and makes her way back inside quietly. She'll have another drink and then get an Uber home to disinfect her scraped knees. Why are people so cruel with one another?

Dieter is leaning against the wall, eyes closed, taking deep breaths as quietly as possible. When he feels like his brain is receiving enough oxygen again, he thinks about what to do now. Should he just walk up to you? He doesn't want to spook you, but this right here seems like a chance he shouldn't pass up. He misses you so fucking much.

His thought process is interrupted by the sound of footsteps on the floor. Dieter turns his head and his heart drops. He sees a guy approaching you. You don't flinch when he puts his face close to yours - you must know him, Dieter thinks - and then you turn around to kiss him.

Fuck.

Dieter is paralyzed. He should turn around, go inside and process the information that you've moved on. That you're fucking someone else on the balcony where he kissed you for the first time. But he can't. He just stands there, frozen, watching you arch your back and moan at someone else's touch.

You're so beautiful when you let yourself fall.

Dieter reaches into his pocket and retrieves the coke baggie. He pours a bump onto his hand and snorts it. He repeats the process until there's nothing left. His nose is burning, his head is spinning and he feels like his heart is going to explode any second. Maybe this is it. Maybe this is how he dies.

He can't look away.

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“Fuck, baby, I need you so bad,” Ben pants, as one of his hands holds the back of your neck and the other swiftly hikes your dress up. “You want me to fuck you out here, hm? Where anyone could see you?” You open his pants and free his hard cock. “That's it, baby, fuck,” he groans when you begin to stroke him. “Turn around for me, c'mon, hold on to the railing.”

Ben immediately sets a punishing pace, hitting your G-spot over and over again. You're so wound up that it only takes you a few of his strokes to reach your peak. Ben can feel it. “Make yourself come on my cock, baby. Want to feel you.” You only need to circle your clit a few times with your fingers before your orgasm hits you, making you scream out in pleasure.

“Fuck me, you're such a good fucking girl,” Ben growls, his thrusts becoming sloppier. “Oh fuck, I'm so close babe, tell me where.” ”Come inside me, Ben. Please, please please, want to feel your cum deep inside me,”you whine desperately. That does it for him. He comes inside you with a strangled moan, his upper body immediately collapsing onto yours.

“Jesus, babe,” Ben murmurs, kissing your neck. “You're perfect, you know that?” He pulls out of you and tucks himself back into his pants. You turn around to face him and smooth out your dress. “I wish you could see it, you know,” he says, his tone sincere. You caress his cheek and press a soft kiss to his lips. “Thank you, but I'm definitely not,” you shake your head. Why would he even think that?

Ben looks at you fondly. He knows you well enough by now to see that your self-esteem is in the gutter - a fact he can't wrap his head around. But he also knows that now is not the right time to get into it. Instead he wraps his arms around you and gently strokes your hair.

“You wanna go home?" he asks softly, “it's been a long night." You nod and let him lead you back inside.

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

Dieter leans against the railing, vision blurry, his phone in hand. He watches you and Ben walking out of the house and stopping to say goodbye to Katie.

He presses send and keeps his eyes on you.

Your phone buzzes and you immediately take it out of your purse to look at yet another message from Dieter. You furrow your brow.

I hope you're happy, babe

You can feel tears starting to pool in your eyes. Why is he doing this to you? Is this fun for him?

He sees you type something and his heart starts to flutter. You shake your head and delete the message, quickly putting your phone back into your purse.

Dieter smiles. He'll wait for you.

Phew, this was a lot! So yeah, Dieter knows about Ben lol 👀 Anyone wanna know how he got his black eye in It's always been you? I love hearing from you, so feel free to come talk to me about anything! 💕

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xhdream · 4 months

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helllo!! i've been reading your blog for a while now and i really like your writing. it does not help that it gets me flustered every time. now i want your opinion on manhandling with gunil because i am SUCH a sucker for this arms. omg its embarrassing 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️ can i also be 🫧 anon?? tysm 🥺🥹

hello there! thank you so much for stopping by, i’m happy you enjoy what i share 🫶🏼 welcome to the anon family <3

# gunil + manhandling

loves having you in a headlock. having his arm around your neck while fucking you sideways or in doggy is a pretty regular occurrence for gunil. feeling you digging your nails into his biceps excites him so freaking much. i think there’s a high chance he enjoys breath play, so listening to your sobbing coming out through broken restricted breaths, because of his muscles squeezing your throat turns him on extremely hard. if by any chance you begin to drool or bite on his arm he has to give his all to not finish right there and then. bonus points if there’s a mirror - you look so small with your pretty head getting lost in his strong grip, and so hot while holding onto his flexed arm for dear life, as your weak body squirms from his intense pounding. poor princess, you’re going to break down if he’s not there to hold you tight

throws you around into different positions. nothing gets his strength kink go wild like lifting you as if you’re a feather. bending you, shifting you in different provocative ways. it’s like sometimes you don’t have bones in your body that’s how good he is with this. he guides your legs and arms around always striving for the best and most deep thrusts. he’s flipping you over by the hips for a backshot, dragging you by the legs so you can get to the edge of the bed while he’s kneeling on the floor ready to eat you out. “come here, sweetheart,” he coos, but you don’t have to move an inch, he’s already got you

manhandles you right there and then. sometimes you don’t make it to the bed cause gunil always makes it work - you’re in the car and it’s difficult for you to ride him? he’s holding you by the hips and pounding into you, most definitely leaving marks into your skin he’s kissing later. you’re going out, but one of you wants a quickie? he’s fucking you by holding you in the air with your back against the wall. you’re watching a movie? he pulls you into his lap, lifts you up and fucks you while you’re facing the screen without being able to comprehend a thing. he drops you down after filling you up, and lets you warm him nicely while his heavy palm smacks your thighs and clit, as his voice praises you in the most dirty ways. he loves the challenge of having to make it work despite the place and circumstances, he sees it as a nice workout for his arms

gunil is such a sweet and gentle boyfriend, constantly cooing at you loving words & compliments, but when you’re a brat - you get treated like brats deserve to be treated, and that involves spanking. he can go on for hours - manhandling your pretty cheeks with harsh slaps as you’re placed obediently across his lap. he calls you slurs, and if he’s feeling really heated he may also spit on your ass before going for the next spank. when he decides the punishment is enough, he pins you down on your back while his hands press your wrists together above your head. that’s when he checks if you’ve learnt your lesson by asking questions. somehow you must find a way to answer every single one of them properly, as his cock smashes your core, or he’s flipping you over on your tummy again

#💌: xhdream inbox #🫧 anon #xdinary heroes hard thoughts #xdinary heroes smut #xdinary heroes hard hours #xdh smut #xh hard hours #gunil smut #gunil hard thoughts #gunil x reader #xdinary heroes x reader

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the-fluff-piece · 1 year

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hi!! one piece “smooch for the babies” anon here 🫶 i’d love if it would be headcanons but honestly anything you want would be more than fine 🥰 i looked at the characters you like right now and Sanji + smoker would be really nice to see hcs for, maybe shanks if you’re writing him as well?🤭🤭 aaaa i love so many of the one piece characters!

Hello baby smooching person! I am sorry it took so long but here it is! Thank you for your request, I had so much fun writing it ❤

I am not good at writing shanks, but maybe in the future

OP men being vulnerable little babies in relationships part 2

Here's part 1

Just some cute headcanons about Sanji and Smoker being sweet babies in relationships, all fluff and sfw

Like this one? Check out my headcanon masterlist

Sanji

He thought this whole relationship thing would be a cakewalk. He is a perfect gentleman, after all! What he didn't consider though is that anything he felt before was nothing compared with how much he cares about you

When you officially became a couple, Sanji burst into flames and air walked so fast that people thought he was shooting star. (Many wishes were made that night upon seeing Sanji, the shooting star.)

He is celebrating your couples anniversary every month. That is after you discouraged the weekly celebrations. He still keeps track of days and hours though.

He is so full of love, so much that it overwhelms him completely. His brain overloads and all he can express in front of you are incoherent happy noises. But you still understand him and when you give him a little kiss in response, he knows that you are right for him

He doesn't feel good enough for you. Never. So he is pushing himself even more, overdoing it sometimes - but he also knows that you'll catch him every time and care for him. It helps him heal.

Sleeping next to you is a little hard for him. He is so happy and hyped that you love him, too, and trust him so much that you sleep beside him, it takes him hours to calm down and drift off. He loves to be the little spoon, he wants to be held tight.

Smoker

He always lived for the hunt, relationships happened to other people. So when the moment came and he decided that he wants to be with you, he knew that he had to work hard. But he doesn't know how. So he constantly asks Tashigi's opinion on what to do. For a friend, of course. (He is pretty sure she knows but she doesn't let anything on)

When he talks to you in private his voice changes completely. He talks very softly to you, his hole demeanor changes. The smile never vanishes from his face when you are together. He doesn't realise that he is doing it.

When it came out that smoker had a partner, one very stupid soldier made a remark about the vize-admiral going soft. The whole company went through training drill hell that week.

First and foremost, he wants to keep you safe. The only one who can adequately protect you is himself. You never leave each others side.

He named his weapon after you. It's his form of expressing love, don't judge!

You are extremely important to him, your happiness is now one of his priorities. He is scared of the day it comes in conflict with his hunt or his sense of justice. Because he will always chose you, no matter the consequences.

He is not one for great gestures, he doesn't need it, being with you is enough for him. But he takes you on dates. He even wears a nice suit from time to time, just for you. The first time he even closed all the buttons on his shirt - and he was glad when you expressed your interest in seeing his chest.

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wheresarizona · 2 years

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Gif by the talented @nicolethered

Quiet

summary: Javi said he wanted to talk, but now your pants are down your legs.

rating: E (18+ It's smut. Protected p in v (I'm surprised myself), a thigh smack, semi-public, praise, light d/s tones, feelings, a glimpse of Soft!Javi)

pairing: Javier Peña/f!reader

word count: 500+

a/n: @nicolethered made a post with that gif saying Javi looked like he just had some fun in a file room, and I already had this fic written for my follower celebration that takes place in a supply closet, and now I just really like thinking that after this he went into that meeting. This fic is for the anon who requested Javier and the prompt, "You make a sound, and I stop.” Shoutout to my beta, @invisibleismyname!!

Thank you for reading! Comments and reblogs are appreciated!

Masterlist - Part 2

Was it the smartest choice to let Javier drag you into a supply closet to ‘just talk’? Probably not, but you weren’t thinking about your life choices now that your front was against the wall, pants, and underwear down your legs, while the air was pushed from your lungs each time his hips snapped into you from behind.

His fingers had a bruising grip on your waist, his cock filling you, over and over again, stretching your walls, and rubbing against something that had your vision whiting out and a loud moan escaping your lips.

Javier ground himself into you, feeling the texture of his slacks along your thighs as he slowed his pace, making sure you felt every ridge of him as he slid in and out of you.

His mouth was at your ear, speaking low, the deep timbre causing a shiver to move down your spine.

“You make a sound, and I stop.” He slapped your thigh. “You understand, baby? Can you keep quiet?”

You nodded, and he bit at your ear.

“Good girl. Take what I’m giving you.”

He started moving again, winding you up with each press of his cock inside you, pushing you towards your release. You did your best to not make any noise, unable to stop the quiet whimpers.

This man knew how to play your body, setting a rhythm that had your toes curling and your fingers scratching at the hard surface of the wall. You were close, the coil winding tighter and tighter in your belly.

You could hear the sounds of people walking past the room, casually talking to one another while Javier was fucking you senseless.

He was panting in your ear, his hand moving to the apex of your thighs to circle your clit.

“Come for me,” he ordered.

The coil snapped, and his other hand came up to cover your mouth as you fell over the edge, coming hard, your moan muffled. You clenched around him, euphoria flowing through your body as he continued to fuck into you.

“That’s it—that’s it, so good for me,” he grunted.

Half a dozen more thrusts, and he was following with a groan, spilling into the condom as he continued to grind his hips until they finally stilled.

The small room was filled with heavy breathing as you both came down from your highs, Javi kissing the skin of your neck, his hands smoothing down your sides.

“What did you want to talk about?” Your hoarse voice asked after a minute.

“I, uh,” you heard him swallow. “I wanted to know if I could take you out sometime.”

“We’ve been fucking in secret for weeks, Javi. You said you didn’t want Murphy to know.”

He didn’t want the partnership between you three to be weird or the dynamic to change.

He sighed.

“I’ve changed my mind, and I don’t give a fuck anymore.”

Your eyes narrowed.

“Steve knows,” you said.

“Steve knows,” he replied.

“Does this mean we can go on a double date with him and Connie?”

“I’d rather get shot at,” he grumbled.

“You’re being dramatic.”

He sighed again.

“Yes, hermosa, we can go on a double date.”

“You’re so nice to me, and of course I’ll go out with you.”

He pulled out of you then with a hiss, turning you to face him, a smile on his lips.

“Yeah?” He asked.

“Yes,” you nodded. “Want to come over after work?”

“And spread you out on your bed?” He smirked.

“I was thinking dinner and then sex, but you know, we could work up our appetites.”

“Yes, we will,” he said, leaning in to kiss you, your fingers tangling in his hair.

Masterlist - Part 2

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fruitsoxs · 9 months

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Hi I really love your writing, and I especially love the way you write angst!

May I request angst with misunderstandings or miscommunication with eventual fluff/smut featuring wolfwood and/or vash? Thank you and have a nive day!

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friendly reminder that i won't write smut for anons! but fluff is just fine !

pairing(s); wolfwood x (NB) reader warnings; a bit of angst, fighting, wolfwood is a little harsh and angry, there's a creepy person but they're dealt with fast wordcount; 1.7k notes; i have a vash version that i just can't get right. i'll eventually publish it, but for now have some wolfwood content. also this is kinda of 98 wolfwood coded

You pop open the tavern door to the outside, a spring in your step as you make your way over to the man currently leaning on the railing outside.

After rescuing a town from nasty bandits, the town decided to throw a party for your group of friends. Vash, Meryl, and Milly all seem to be enjoying the festivities inside. However, you noticed that a certain priest had excused himself outside without word. A little nervous he was going to leave, you decided to follow the man out.

He looks over at you, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He breathes in the smoke, and then lets it out before turning his body to face you. His normally goofy smile is replaced by something a bit…more sad. You don’t seem to notice his change in demeanor, too tipsy from all the free drinks the town was seemingly giving out. “Nicholas~” you sing at him, skipping forward until you stop right in front of him.

“What are you doing out here? The party is inside!” you ask him with a little grin.

He notices your state, and immediately goes tense. He takes a deep breath through his nose, then tilts his head up. “What do you want?” he seemingly snaps, obviously not in the best of moods. Your eyes widen at the immediate anger, the smile dropping from your face. You weren’t expecting him to be so…rude. Especially with how he treated you earlier after that fight. He was so worried about a little cut you got, even offered to help clean it up. It was such a nice moment…

Now his eyes are focused on anywhere but you, his muscles tense. He looks as if he’s uncomfortable to even be in your presence. He lets out another sigh when you don’t answer right away, and turns away once again. He looks out into the street with a glare you’re sure is meant for you.

Maybe spurred on by the alcohol in your system, you let out a little huff of annoyance at his attitude. “What’s your problem?” you ask, pouting slightly.

“You’re my problem.” He says simply, not even looking at you. There’s a sense of regret in the air after he says this, almost as he can’t even believe he said it himself. But he doesn’t back down. He’s not sure what’s wrong with him, but he’s angry. “And this isn’t the time or place to be talking about this.” he says dismissively.

“No- why are you suddenly so mad at me? What did I do? I thought we were doing okay…everything seemed okay earlier after-” He cuts you off with a growl, finally turning to face you again. “I said to leave it alone. Stop talking to me.” He almost demands. He takes a few steps back to make some distance between the two of you. The cigarette falls from his lips, landing on the ground. “Go away.”

Your eyes widen at the outburst. Tears begin to gather as you take a step back. You want to say more- demand more, but what can you do? Clearly he’s not in the mood to talk, and would much rather push you away. Even after the things he said earlier, even after the almost kiss you shared.

He turns away the moment he sees your tears. This isn’t the way things were supposed to go, but this isn’t where he wanted to have this conversation. This was supposed to be a celebration, and the last thing he wanted to do was ruin everyone’s fun. There was no point in talking about all of this now, but he didn’t mean to hurt you. An overwhelming guilt starts to gnaw at his senses.

You look down at the ground. “Fine.” You mumble, before turning away and heading back inside the tavern. The door slams behind you. You make your way to the bar and accept a drink offered to you by one of the townspeople, immediately downing the liquid. You’re not exactly sure what it is, but it burns as it goes down.

If he doesn’t want to talk, then fine, you’ll party with everyone else. You’ll distract yourself from the overwhelming sadness in your gut, and try to have a little fun without him.

Hours pass, and the celebration has only gotten more wild. The music is louder, and the people are drunk and sloppy. Vash is absolutely out of it as he spins in circles with a grin on his face,. Milly is completely out of it, and Meryl seems to be the only person still sober enough to function. She has taken the job of waving off anybody that gets too close to Milly. You aren’t drunk, but you definitely aren’t sober as you dance around with random people.

The only other person who seems sort of sober is Wolfwood, who’s off to the side clutching onto a random drink as he watches you dance. He’s got a permanent frown on his face. While everyone else seems to be having fun, he’s definitely not. He just can’t seem to get over how he treated you earlier.

He really didn’t mean to snap. He knows you must be feeling heartbroken right now, especially after earlier. It’s just that…he can’t. He can’t stop thinking about watching you get hurt during that stupid fight with those stupid bandits. It’s not like the threat of death is new. You travel with Vash, there’s always been a risk. He knows that. Watching you get hurt today still shook him. He almost threw the fight to make sure you were okay.

Then, after he was tending your wounds he almost kissed you.

It’s become clear that his feelings for you are more than just friends. He just doesn’t know how to handle it. He’s been fighting his entire life, and he’s not going to stop any time soon. How can he ever realistically fit you into that picture without you getting hurt? It’s impossible. With him, you’re bound to run into trouble eventually.

But he…loves you.

He clenches his hand around his drink as he watches a random guy spin you around in a circle. His eyes have been fixated on you this entire time, watching to make sure you’re okay. He can tell, despite the smiles you’re giving off, that something is wrong. You’re probably still upset, and he doesn’t blame you for that at all.

He takes another sip from his and lets out a deep sigh.

Something catches his attention. Your dance partner’s hand falls a little bit too low as they lean in to whisper something in your ear. He sits forward in his seat, waiting to see how you react. When you try to push away from the stranger, Wolfwood stands up. The stranger keeps their arms around you, keeping you trapped against them.

Hell no.

He slams his drink down and walks over. He pays no mind to the people around him as he moves through the crowd, forcing people to jump out of his way. Once he’;s over next to you, he puts his hand on the stranger’s shoulder, digging his fingers into him.

“Excuse me. Is there a problem here?” he asks the stranger, a fake smile stretched across his features. The stranger looks a little annoyed at first, until he takes in the sight of the man before him. They mumble out a quiet “no.” and yank themselves out of Wolfwood’s grasp. They scurry off into the crowd, leaving you and Wolfwood alone.

You stare up at him for a second, unsure of what to say. You’re thankful for his help, but you’re still unhappy with the man. You cross your arms over your chest and look at the floor. “Thank you.” you finally say.

Wolfwood sighs and holds out a hand. “I’m…sorry…” he mumbles under his breath. You look wince as someone bumps into you. Wolfwood wraps an arm around you to help keep you steady. The people around you are still dancing, oblivious to the events that just happened. It’s a bit overwhelming, and Wolfwood can tell you’re getting upset. So, he starts to pull you away from the scene.

Despite the fact you’re still angry, you let him. You want to get away from the party for a second.

He pulls you to the back of the bar and lets his arm drop. You stare up at him in awkward silence for a second, before he sighs and repeats his words. “I’m sorry.” he says it louder this time, making sure you can hear him. “I'm sorry for snapping at you. I just…”

He looks around, running a hand through his hair. You can tell he’s getting nervous. It’s an emotion you don’t see him wear very often. It’s almost endearing to see him so…shy. He looks down into your eyes and takes a deep breath.

“I shouldn’t have said all that stuff. I do want to talk to you about things- I just needed a moment to gather my thoughts. I was never angry at you- I was …scared of my own feelings. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.” He keeps his gaze locked with yours as he talks.

“Scared of what feelings?” you ask, curious to know what upset him so much.

He looks down. “I ... realized that my feelings for you are...” he trails off, stuttering slightly. “What I mean is that I...I just like you.” he finally gets it out. The sentence makes your heart start to pound. You understand now.

You reach out a hand and put it in his. “It’s okay.” you mumble softly as your fingers interlock with his. His hands are big, and a little cold. “I mean it’s not okay, but I understand. I forgive you.” You smile softly at him and pull him a bit closer.

Before he can say anything, you stand up on your top toes and press a kiss to his cheek. “We can talk about it later. I’ll be patient. But…I like you too.”

He smiles and pulls you into his arms, hugging you close. Despite the little fight from earlier, you know everything will be okay.

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