#THE HAIR Y‘ALL

[bpdamn]

when ppl think your boyfriend and you are siblings cause apparently you look alike so they hit on him and you just.. e....excuse me.. 🧍🏻

#WE DONT EVEN LOOK ALIKE #HE HAS BLUE HAIR AND SO DO I BUT BITCH THEYRE OBVIOUSLY DYED?? #LIKE TF?(( #DO Y‘ALL THIBK WE WETE BORN WITH FUCKING BLUE HAIR #ALSO YEA LIKE WE BOTH ARE WEARING BÖACK OUTFITS BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN WERE SIBLINGS #TF IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE #DO Y‘ALL KISS YOUR SIBLINGS OR SUM #STAY AWAY FROM MA BEBI #AAAAAAAH #im about to punch someone #(we were out drinking with some of our friends)

[belphieslavenderscentedpillow]

Dating things with the obey me boys and Solomon

HeYy, this ones a little shorter than usual, sorry! and holy crap thank you for 40 followers! Y‘all are so sweet💋

These are small things you and the obey me boys do in your relationship! It’s kind of like small drabble ideas, but I hope you enjoy!

Lucifer

when he stays up late to work you bring him that sleep tea (yk the one he threatened you with) and then drag him to his bed while he‘s fast asleep

The next morning he‘s had an amazing nights rest and he doesn’t even know what happened

You like putting your cold hands under his shirt, or on his arm because this demon is always warm

You bought him one of those cheap candy necklaces as a joke but he wears it everywhere, everyday- he looks so happy wearing it too, even though it’s subtle

Mammon

You guys make each other handcrafted jewellery

He keeps all of it in a special box where he saves all the stuff you give him

Always when he holds your hands he intertwines his fingers with yours because it gives him reassurance that you won’t just disappear (coughhhh nightbringer)

In the morning you two literally brush your teeth while the other one is showering or something, and you list all the things you need to do today while he adds; „don’t forget to see me at my gig“ or „we also need to go shopping“; literally just some excuse to spend time with you

Leviathan

He‘s got a literal book of all your likes and dislikes, going from food to games, and always when he finds out something new, he scribbles it inside;

On a random Tuesday he pushes a gift box in your hand with something you really wanted without you even asking for it! Cutie

You make sure he gets his nutrients, so everytime he’s caught in a gaming session, you bring him food and spoonfeed him

He used to get really flustered but you do it so often he git used to it; just imagine:

„Fuck! Leronzo theres a huge spider right there! You have to destroy it!“ , Levi shouts, he slightly turns his head towards you, opens his mouth and lets you feed him, chews and starts shouting again.

Satan

You make him bookmarks that he doesn’t use, but instead he hangs them on his wall (or window) so that he can gaze at them

You probably style him, so that his outfits have a little bit of drip (sorry for that) and ever since then he looks wayyyyy more attractive

You guys name cats that you see on the street

Everytime you guys go on dates and you wear heels, you say that your feet hurt

So he made a habit of carrying you over his shoulder (like a sack), his hand around your legs, the other hand carrying your heels

Bonus points; if you’re wearing a shorter dress or skirt he puts his jacket around your legs first before carrying you- what a gentleman 🤭

Asmodeus

No matter how busy you are, every friday you guys have a spa date in his bathroom where you gossip and talk

Every time he has a new design idea he goes to you and shows you his work, because he trusts you the most obvi

Always when he does his makeup he lets you apply his lipstick because he likes the focused look on your face when you concentrate on his lips and his lips only

It‘s become a habit for him to randomly go into your room with news and just talk in the doorframe before leaving again-

Beelzebub

You guys have your own personal menu for almost every restaurant you frequent; in it you write the the name of a dish and put stars next to it, rating how much you like it with an additional picture with how it looks like

Every time he works out, he calls you to sit on his back while you do your own thing, and then he does his set of like 2000 push ups

When you go shopping he literally just holds all of your bags without complaining- and when you ask how you look in literally any outfit he says; „you look beautifu“l, EVERY SINGLE TIME

Belphegor

You made a habit of clipping back his really soft hair in some really girly pin while he sleeps because you think he looks cute

He always knows that you clip back his hair so always when he wakes up he saves the pins in a box, looking at it when he feels lonely

I‘m pretty sure Belphies actually a romantic, so every month he plans a super cheesy date for you guys, and he‘ll dress up all handsome and excitedly show you what he planned 😭

Super random but you two have matching pjs and matching socks- the pjs are like farm house animals and so are the socks-

Every time you can’t fall asleep he reads a fairytale to you and he actually changes the character voices

Solomon

You two 100% fight like a married couple, insulting each other, but when some third party person does it you guys give them the biggest glare ever

„You‘re such an idiot Solomon!“ you tell him after he explodes another potion. „Yeah Solomon, you’re an idiot!“ some random demon says, and suddenly you turn around towards them and give them the bitchiest glare ever.

You guys have really cheesy nicknames for each other as a joke; so he calls you scrumptious honeybun and you call him your sweet gum drop

You guys have so many inside jokes

Every time you guys say it, you start laughing histerically and everyone else is just like: 😟❓

Proofread!

All credits go to @belphieslavenderscentedpillow

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part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5

As you stepped out into the night, the cool breeze brushed against your face, signaling the arrival of darkness and a slight chill in the air. Seeking warmth, you slipped your hands into the pockets of your jacket and began to walk away from your apartment.

The night sky stretched above you, a vast expanse of inky blackness punctuated by the shimmering glow of yellow and white stars. The trees swayed and danced in the cold wind, playfully pushing strands of hair away from your face.

The biting cold weather caused your lips to tremble slightly, and your eyes threatened to release the tears you had been holding back since you were inside your apartment. The wind, instead of offering solace, seemed to intensify your emotions, pushing you closer to the brink of tears.

Why were you crying? Was it because Geto had found someone else? Someone who was more beautiful than you? But deep down, you knew that you didn't have romantic feelings for him. So why did you feel this pang of jealousy? Perhaps it was because he seemed so happy, while you were not.

They appeared to be blissfully happy together, almost too happy. Yes, there was no denying it - you were undeniably jealous. You couldn't help but imagine yourself in their shoes, with Gojo by your side, sharing moments of happiness, embracing each other with radiant smiles and blushing cheeks.

But that reality was no longer possible. Gojo had made it clear that he didn't want you. He had found someone else to shower with his affection. You had hoped to move on, to forget about your feelings for Gojo and find solace in someone like Geto - someone kind, gentle, and reliable, who would never hurt you or betray your trust like Gojo might.

But try as you might, you couldn't bring yourself to love Geto the way you loved Gojo. Gojo still held your heart in his hands, even though you wished he didn't. Why didn't you deserve to be happy? What had you done to deserve this treatment from Gojo? These questions echoed in your mind, leaving you feeling lost and hurt.

The desire for happiness consumed your thoughts, leaving you questioning why it seemed so elusive. It felt as though life had dealt you a cruel hand, and you couldn't help but wonder if you had done something to deserve this constant ache in your heart.

The decision to let Geto live with you in the apartment that Gojo had gifted you now seemed like a double-edged sword. On one hand, it had provided you with a sense of security and companionship during a time when you had nothing and no one. But now, with Geto having found a girlfriend, their presence together in the apartment served as a constant reminder of the past, of the moments you had shared with Gojo.

However, the thought of kicking Geto out of the apartment never crossed your mind. He had been there for you when no one else was, offering you a place to stay and a shoulder to lean on. The debt of gratitude you owed him was immeasurable, and you couldn't bear the thought of hurting him by asking him to leave.

But the reality of the situation was hard to ignore. With Geto now in a relationship, the dynamic between the two of you had shifted. The once frequent and cherished moments you spent together were slowly dwindling, replaced by the presence of his girlfriend. The pain of this change cut deep, reminding you of the void that had been left in your own heart.

It was a bittersweet realization. On one hand, you wanted Geto to find happiness and experience the joy that you had yearned for. But on the other hand, the thought of losing the closeness you once shared with him was almost unbearable. The loneliness that settled in your chest was suffocating, and you couldn't help but wonder if this was the price you had to pay for allowing yourself to love someone who didn't reciprocate those feelings.

As you continued to walk through the night, the weight of your emotions pressed down upon you, making each step feel heavier than the last. The tears that had threatened to spill earlier now streamed freely down your face, mingling with the cool night air. The world around you seemed to blur, as if mirroring the confusion and pain that consumed your thoughts.

In that moment, you longed for a respite from the ache in your heart. You yearned for a glimmer of hope, a sign that happiness was still within reach. But as you trudged forward, the path ahead appeared uncertain, and the darkness seemed to stretch endlessly before you.

As you continued your leisurely stroll down the bustling street, completely engrossed in your own thoughts, an unexpected interruption abruptly jolted you out of your reverie. Without warning, a firm grip seized your arm and forcefully pulled you aside, causing your heart to skip a beat and adrenaline to surge through your veins.

Startled and disoriented, you swiftly pivoted to confront the source of this sudden intrusion, only to find yourself face to face with two imposing figures towering over you. Their intense gazes, marked by dilated pupils and flushed cheeks, betrayed a mixture of desire and mischief. Smirking down at you, their eyes seemed to devour your presence.

One of them, his hand still clasping your arm, gradually allowed his fingers to glide up your forearm, tracing a tantalizing path towards your shoulder. With a deliberate and almost hypnotic motion, he entwined his fingers in your hair, playfully twirling it around his own digit. His voice, laced with a hint of seduction, broke the silence, "What brings such a beautiful lady like yourself here?"

As the words escaped their lips, a shiver ran down your spine, causing your heart to race in your chest. You couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and curiosity, unsure of what this encounter would bring. The intensity of the moment seemed to freeze time, leaving you suspended in a state of uncertainty.

Their gaze bore into yours, and you couldn't bring yourself to meet it fully. You felt a knot forming in the pit of your stomach, your thoughts racing as you tried to make sense of the situation. What did they want from you? Why were they looking at you like that? Fear began to grip you, making it difficult to find your voice.

Summoning every ounce of courage you had, you managed to muster a response, your voice trembling with a hint of caution. "What do y-you want from me," you stammered, your words barely audible. You hoped your timidity would shield you from whatever intentions they had.

Their smirks deepened, and you couldn't help but feel a pang of unease. Their amusement was evident, and it only fueled your anxiety. What were they finding so amusing? You felt their presence so close, their breath grazing your ear as they whispered. It sent a chill down your spine, making your heart skip a beat.

„Oh, we're just looking for a little adventure. And it seems we've stumbled upon someone who might be up for it.“

The mixture of fear within you intensified. You knew you had a choice to make, but indecision clouded your thoughts. Should you let fear dictate your actions, or should you embrace the unknown and venture into uncharted territory? The thought of the latter sent waves of panic through you, but there was also a strange allure to the idea.

Summoning all the courage you could find, you forced yourself to meet their gaze, though your eyes quickly darted away.

You mustered a response, your voice barely above a whisper. "Uhm- I don‘t think I‘m up for that little adventure of yours…" Your voice trailed off, your words lacking the conviction you wished you had.

Their eyes sparkled with newfound interest, and you couldn't help but wonder what you had gotten yourself into.

The person standing before you leaned in closer, their eyes sparkling with mischief and a sly smile playing on their lips. Their words were laced with an enticing promise, "Oh, come on," they said, their voice dripping with seduction, "we guarantee that we'll give you an unforgettable experience."

Feeling a surge of discomfort and unease, you instinctively took a step back. Their gaze was fixated on your smaller form, making you feel vulnerable and unsafe. Your lips trembled slightly as you averted their intense gaze, desperately trying to maintain some semblance of control.

With every intention of escaping this unsettling situation, you slowly began to walk backwards. But your attempt at retreat was abruptly halted when a hand forcefully grabbed your face, yanking you back towards them. The grip was rough, and it sent shivers down your spine.

"Where do you think you're going, miss?" the person holding your face sneered, their voice dripping with an unsettling mix of dominance and aggression. They pushed you further into their personal space, their other hand wrapping possessively around your waist, leaving no doubt about their intentions.

A whispered plea escaped your lips, your face contorting with fear and your eyes welling up with tears. You knew all too well what they wanted, but you refused to let anyone use your body against your will. The weight of their desires and the intrusion into your personal boundaries felt overwhelming.

Why did these things always seem to happen to you? Why did Gojo have to betray your trust and cheat on you? Why did Geto have to replace you? And now, why did these strangers feel entitled to possess you?

A sense of despair washed over you as you contemplated your seemingly endless streak of misfortune. Perhaps, you thought, you didn't deserve happiness after all. Maybe you were destined to endure these hardships. But deep down, you couldn't fathom what you had done to deserve such torment. The answers eluded you, leaving you feeling lost and helpless.

„P-please let me go.“ you whispered, your trembling hand instinctively reaching out to push against their chest, hoping to create some distance between the two of you. But instead of relenting, they tightened their grip on you, their hold becoming even more suffocating. The room suddenly felt smaller, as if the walls were closing in on you, and the air grew heavy with an unspoken tension. Panic coursed through your veins, causing your heart to race and your thoughts to spiral into a frenzy of fear and desperation.

What had you done to deserve this? Why did it seem like these unfortunate circumstances always found their way into your life? It was as if the universe had conspired against you, casting you as the perpetual victim of misfortune and suffering.

Maybe, just maybe, in another life, you deserved to be happy. Perhaps there was a parallel existence where the scales of fate tipped in your favor, where joy and contentment were your constant companions. It was a fleeting thought, but one that offered a sliver of solace in the midst of your current turmoil.

The hand that had been on your face now moved, sliding down to your neck, gripping it tightly and pushing you closer to the person who had trapped you. Just as their lips were about to meet yours, a voice abruptly chimed in, shattering the tense atmosphere.

"Oi... what the hell do you think you're doing?!" The voice came from behind, and you swiftly turned your head, your heart sinking even further as you recognized the unexpected intruder. It was Gojo. What was he doing here? His presence sent shockwaves through your already tumultuous emotions, leaving you even more bewildered and distressed. His expression mirrored your own surprise, as if he had stumbled upon a scene he hadn't anticipated.

"Get away from her!" Gojo's voice boomed, cutting through the tension like a blade. He swiftly moved towards you, positioning himself as a protective barrier between you and the ominous figure that had threatened you mere moments ago. The stranger, who had been momentarily caught off guard by Gojo's sudden arrival, now wore a scowl, their arrogance faltering.

"This doesn't concern you. Mind your own damn business," they sneered, their voice dripping with disdain. "Give me back the girl. She was certainly enjoying herself," they added, a twisted smirk forming on their lips.

Gojo's gaze shifted from the stranger to you, his eyes narrowing as he took in the sight of your tear-stained face, frozen in fear and anguish. His protective instincts kicked into high gear, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. "Enjoying it? I don't think so," he retorted, his voice laced with a mixture of fury and concern. "Look at her—she's fucking crying."

The question echoed in your mind, reverberating with confusion and disbelief. Why was Gojo, of all people, coming to your aid? What compelled him to intervene in this dangerous situation? But in that moment, as you stood there, vulnerable and broken, his unexpected support offered a glimmer of hope.

"These are happy tears," the man sneered, taking a menacing step towards Gojo and aiming a punch at his face. With lightning-fast reflexes, Gojo caught the man's fist and twisted his hand, eliciting a cry of pain from his adversary.

"Happy tears, huh? More like pain tears," Gojo growled, forcefully throwing the man to the ground before turning to confront your shocked and motionless figure.

As Gojo stood before you, his eyes blazing with determination, he extended a hand towards you, offering his help. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. You hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do next.

"I-I'm okay- thank you," you muttered, taking a step back from him. Confusion and a whirlwind of emotions churned inside you as you struggled to make sense of the situation. The man who had replaced you, who had broken your heart, was now standing before you offering assistance. Memories flooded back, the pain of his betrayal still fresh in your mind. Where was his girlfriend? Why was he here?

Tears welled up in your eyes, threatening to spill over, and you quickly wiped them away, refusing to let him see your vulnerability. You couldn't bear the thought of appearing weak in front of him, especially after three long months of trying to move on from the heartbreak.

Feeling a mix of embarrassment and anger, you turned away from Gojo, avoiding his gaze, and took a step forward to leave him behind. But just as you thought you could escape, a hand grasped your wrist, halting your movements.

As you turned around, your eyes met Gojo's figure standing there, his posture tense, his gaze lowered, and his expression a mix of emotions. His voice was gentle as he released your wrist and asked, "Hey... are you sure you're okay?" His concern was palpable, evident in the way he studied your tear-swollen eyes, a clear indication of recent distress.

Gojo's heart twisted at the sight of your tears, aching with the uncertainty of their cause. Was it his fault, or the dangers you had faced? The sight of you in pain tore at him, leaving him feeling helpless in his desire to ease your suffering. Despite the complexities of your shared history, his instinct to protect and console you remained unwavering, even though he felt clueless about how to mend the fractures in your heart.

"I'm fine, thank you for your help," you replied, avoiding his gaze, the weight of the moment suffocating you. You just wanted to escape the intensity of the situation. The air around you felt heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions, creating a tension that seemed to thicken with each passing moment.

"Hey... um," Gojo began, his voice soft as he struggled to find the right words. His fist clenched as he averted his gaze, his internal turmoil evident in the way his brows furrowed with self-reproach. The silence between you was pregnant with unspoken apologies and unaddressed grievances, adding layers of complexity to an already fraught interaction.

"I messed up, I'm sorry," Gojo finally admitted, his voice tinged with regret and a hint of desperation. The vulnerability in his tone was a stark contrast to his usual confident demeanor, revealing a side of him that you rarely saw – a side that was raw and exposed, stripped of its usual facade.

Your eyes widened at his admission, your heart racing with a mix of emotions. You searched his face for any signs of deception but found none. The lines of worry etched on his face, the sincerity in his eyes, all seemed to point towards a genuine remorse that tugged at your heartstrings, stirring up a whirlwind of conflicting emotions within you.

"I'm so, so sorry, y/n," Gojo continued, his brow furrowed with genuine remorse. "I know I've hurt you in ways I may never fully comprehend. I can't erase the past, but I want you to know that I truly regret everything I've done." His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken truths and unaddressed wounds, creating a palpable tension that seemed to envelop the space between you.

You listened to his words, sensing the sincerity in his voice, yet the wounds he had inflicted remained raw. You were torn between the hope of reconciliation and the fear of trusting him again. The foundation of trust that once bound you together had been shattered, leaving behind a jagged edge that seemed impossible to mend.

As Gojo stood before you, his apology hanging in the air, each word felt like a heavy weight on your shoulders, a painful reminder of the hurt he had caused. Memories of being replaced, evicted, losing your job, and discovering his betrayal flooded your mind, a storm of pain and betrayal you had tried to bury. The ache in your chest grew with each passing moment, the conflicting emotions swirling within you like a turbulent sea.

"I'm sorry, please give me another chance," Gojo pleaded, taking your hand in his, holding on as if his life depended on it. His touch was warm against your skin, a stark contrast to the coldness that had settled between you. The weight of his hand in yours felt both comforting and suffocating, a reminder of the bond that had once held you together, now frayed and fragile.

As you felt his hand in yours, a wave of conflicting emotions washed over you. The warmth of his touch stirred memories of happier times, of shared laughter and stolen moments of intimacy. But beneath the surface, a current of pain and betrayal still lingered, threatening to pull you under.

You looked into Gojo's eyes, searching for answers, for a glimpse of the man you once knew. His gaze was earnest, his expression a mix of regret and determination. The vulnerability in his eyes mirrored the turmoil in your own heart, a silent plea for understanding and forgiveness.

"I don't know if I can," you whispered, your voice barely above a breath. The weight of his apology, of the past that loomed between you, felt like a heavy burden you weren't sure you could bear. The wounds he had inflicted ran deep, leaving scars that seemed impossible to heal.

The realization that Gojo had a girlfriend sent a wave of conflicting emotions crashing through you. Doubt and insecurity gnawed at your insides as you grappled with the implications of his relationship status. Would he betray her with you again, repeating a cycle of deceit and hurt? The mere thought of being entangled in such a web of deception made your stomach churn with unease.

His words echoed in your mind, a cruel reminder of the comparison he had drawn between you and his girlfriend. "She's better than you," he had said, a dagger to your already wounded heart. The question lingered like a shadow in your thoughts - if she was indeed better, why did he seek you out again? Was it a game to him, a twisted manipulation of emotions that would end with you cast aside once more?

"You have a girlfriend," you spoke, your voice tinged with a mix of hurt and skepticism. "Right now, it feels like you're just repeating the same pattern that hurt me before."

His grip on your hand tightened, a silent plea for understanding and forgiveness evident in his touch. The warmth of his thumb tracing soothing circles on your palm offered a sense of reassurance amidst the storm of emotions swirling between you.

"I know it's complicated, and I understand your hesitation," Gojo began, his voice tinged with regret. "I never intended to hurt you. But being with her made me realize the depth of my mistakes with you. I can't change the past, but I want to make amends, if you'll allow me."

The weight of his words hung heavy in the air, mingling with the unspoken questions and doubts that clouded your mind. Would history repeat itself, with Gojo playing with your emotions once more before discarding you like before? The memory of past wounds still fresh, the scars still tender, made it hard to trust in the sincerity of his intentions.

Gojo's gaze met yours, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions - remorse, longing, and a glimmer of hope. His grip on your hand remained firm, a silent plea for a second chance, for understanding, for forgiveness.

"Me and her broke up," he confessed, his eyes avoiding yours as he gazed down at the ground, his expression pained.

As he uttered those words, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions swept through your mind. Did he seek you out because he wanted to rebound from his recent breakup? Would he just use you as a temporary replacement until someone better came along, only to discard you once again?

You knew deep down that you deserved more than being someone's second choice. You craved genuine love and loyalty, to be someone's priority and not just a convenient option to fill a void.

The ache in your heart intensified at the realization that Gojo had only turned to you because of his recent breakup.

"S-so, you only want me back because you're no longer with your girlfriend? How could you- play with my feelings like this…?" you questioned, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

As you stood there, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air, you couldn't help but feel a mix of anger, hurt, and confusion swirling within you. Memories of the past flooded your mind - the times he had come to you for comfort, the moments of laughter and intimacy you had shared. But now, it all felt tainted by the realization that perhaps it had all been a facade, a temporary distraction for him until something better came along.

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your trembling voice as you continued to confront him. "I thought what we had was real, that you cared for me beyond just a temporary fix. But now, I see that I was just a convenient option for you to turn to when things got tough with her.."

His eyes met yours, a flicker of guilt and regret passing through them. "I didn't mean to hurt you..p-please," he began, his voice filled with remorse.

But your walls were up now, your heart guarded against further pain. "Intentions don't erase the damage done," you replied, tears spilling down your face.

„At least give me a new chance- I promise…I‘ll be better..please..-“ he begged, falling to his knees and looking up at you.

As he knelt before you, his voice filled with desperation and his eyes brimming with tears, a wave of conflicting emotions washed over you. His words tugged at your heartstrings, stirring up memories of happier times and the love you had once shared. Despite the pain and betrayal you had experienced, a part of you still longed for the connection you had with him.

His hand holding onto yours felt familiar, comforting in its own way. You could feel the intensity of his emotions radiating off him, his vulnerability laid bare before you. The urge to comfort him, to offer reassurance and forgiveness, warred with the anger and hurt that still lingered within you.

You gazed into his pleading eyes, searching for sincerity and remorse. The guilt began to gnaw at you, whispering that perhaps he deserved a second chance, that people make mistakes and can change. The inner turmoil threatened to overwhelm you, clouding your judgment and weakening your resolve.

A part of you wanted to believe his promises of change, to hope that things could be different this time. The idea of rebuilding what was broken, of finding a way back to the love you once shared, flickered in the depths of your heart. But another part of you, the part that had been wounded and scarred by his actions, hesitated to let down your guard once more.

But it wouldn‘t hurt to give him a second chance, right..?

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[batwingsrosa]

Snape and what a victim is supposed to look like.

Or: The reason you all hate him so much while making up excuses for other characters!

Would he still be so despised by the fandom, if he had been portrayed as weaker? As more emotional?

No, i don’t think so.

Others have said this before and i have to agree with what they said:

Y‘all are angry, because he is not the perfect victim.

He is not what you would expect a victim of abuse and bullying to look like.

He is confident.

He is strong.

He is sharp.

And he is bitter.

He is so, so bitter.

he harbours resentment.

He does not forgive those who wronged him.

When that is exactly what you would expect from a victim, is it not??

A victim is supposed to look weak and behave weak and to suck it up.

And to forgive.

When you tell people they have to forgive their tormentors, do you really tell them that so that they can heal?

Or…. so you don‘t have to deal with the mess?

Maybe, so you don‘t have to adjust your world view?

People are not obligated to forgive their tormentors.

It doesn‘t matter if they have changed.

What matters is how they made the victim feel.

And if the victim feels if they can forgive them.

And if they chose not to forgive, they turn in something else in your eyes.

They turn into the hater, the bully, the bad guy.

Bacause the victim is supposed to forgive and forget and let it go and not be bitter about it.

A victim is supposed to turn into a good person.

To learn from their experiences to be kinder to others.

To not treat others like they have been treated.

They are not supposed to not be able to let it go.

And if they are not able to do that, well then there‘s something wrong with them.

If a victim doesn‘t turn out the way they wanted them too, well - then they had it coming from the beginning and they probaly deserved what happened to them because they would have turned out bad either way!

Snape is the opposite of what a victim is supposed to be like.

Severus turned into a resentful and bitter adult.

He was never able to move on and heal from his trauma.

And at the same time, he knows who he is and what and doesn‘t make up excuses for his behaviour and instead just accepts himself the way he is.

And that is what makes you so fucking mad.

He turns into an asshole and is not sorry about it.

He is openly resentful and at times hateful.

And he is not fucking sorry about it.

And it makes all of you mad because that is not what is supposed to happen.

And let‘s not lie to yourselves- if he didn‘t have greasy hair and a hooked nose- you would look at him from an entirely different angle.

Like you do with Tom Riddle, or Regulus Black or Draco Malfoy.

#severus snape #pro severus snape #harry potter #always #anti james potter #anti marauders #redemption arc #pretty privilege #victimhood #severus #tom riddle #draco malfoy #regulus black #sirius black

[alwaysdjarin]

Red

also on AO3

Dave York x f!reader

( banner by me )

RATING: Explicit 18+ ONLY. No Minors Please. My work is 18+.

Summary: You’re hired by Carol York to test if her husband Dave is faithful. The rest is history…

Words: ~3.5k

Warnings: SMUT, dom!Dave, dom/sub vibes, infidelity, oral (m and f receiving), choking…so much choking (I’m sorry), kind of degradation (Daves a cocky bastard, he calls you „slut“ a few times), guided masturbation (f), fingering, squirting, rough sex,unprotected PIV, a hint of angry Dave, a little bit angst.

A/N: I had this idea when I listened to Kate Bush‘s „Babooshka“ and it fits so well for Dave. I’m a slut for this man, I’m sorry. 😅 I hope y‘all gonna like it. 🫶🏼

And as always: Likes, reblogs and comments are very welcome. 💜💜💜

You spot him as soon as you enter the small hotel bar in Atlanta. Even if you can only see him from behind, you don't need to check the photo you received from your client again. Broad shoulders, short brown hair, long and muscular legs, he’s wearing a black suit just like Carol York predicted.

You walk to the bar full of self-confidence and sit down at the counter, leaving two stools between you and the handsome stranger free.

A quick reach into your purse to pull out your little hand mirror and your perfectly manicured finger adjusts the red lipstick on your sinful lips with a skillful hand movement.

Of course Dave noticed you the moment you entered the bar. The knock of your high heels on the hard stone floor catches the attention of every man in the room.

He does a double take as you reach the chair to his left. Your floor length black dress reveals your right leg through a slit up to your thigh. If Dave looks closely enough, he can spot the lace on the edge of your stockings and he licks his lips at the sight. Your lips are red like the bottom of your expensive high heels and your hair looks soft in the dim light of the bar. Dave escapes a low growl deep in his throat. Like a predator that has scented its prey and is just waiting for the right moment to hunt it down. Finally, he takes his eyes off you and takes a long sip of his whiskey. That’s gonna be an interesting night, he can feel it.

You pretend not to notice that he just shamelessly checked you out and grab your mobile phone. „Hello?“ There’s nobody on the other end of the line, but the man next to you doesn’t have to know. „Oh okay.“ You play the disappointed girlfriend. „Yeah…see you tomorrow then.“ You let out a loud sigh and press the record button on your phone, if Dave takes your bait, you need a proof for his suspicious wife, your client.

"Idiot!" A deep voice reaches your ear after you've ordered a drink and you have to bite your tongue to keep yourself from smiling. Gotcha! You think to yourself and look in the direction of the man next to you with an innocent, questioning look. „Sorry, what?“

He looks at you with a smirk. "Whoever dumps a woman like you is an idiot."

It's easy to have a conversation with Dave York. He's charming, interested in you and undeniably handsome. You notice his eyes on your lips when you talk and his gaze lingers longer and longer on your breasts or the bare leg while you’re sipping your drink. It’s almost a shame that he’s just a job for you and you catch yourself imagining how it would feel if his big, masculine hands would roam all over your body. When you run your hand through your hair, presenting your bare throat as if you're ready to be claimed by him, and Dave has to adjust himself with the palm of his hand because of your submissive behavior, you decide that it’s time for the final step of your test. Carol wants to know if he would do more than just flirting and you’re ready to find it out.

It’s not really a surprise that there’s a knock on you door about 10 minutes after you left the bar and scribbled your room number on his napkin. And you’re a little bit ashamed that you’re actually happy about it. You take a last look into the huge mirror, you’re just in your lingerie and stockings and wear a see thought nightgown. Let’s take a deep breath, let him in, tell him that his wife hired you to test if he is a cheater, kick him out and call Carol. That’s all. You’ve done this almost a hundred times.

But there has never been a Dave York before.

You slowly open the door, presenting your sinful appearance before his eyes. He just stands there for a few seconds and you get the feeling he's hesitating. Dave looks at you, his eyes traveling up and down, lingering on your panties, your breasts and finally on your red lips again. Then something inside of him seems to snap, with two long strides he is in your room and slams the door behind him shut. Before you can react, he turns you around and pins you with your back against the door.

He's suddenly everywhere. One hand grabs your waist, the other one is at the side of your neck. You look at him wide-eyed, all your alarm bells are ringing to end the situation, he’s the husband of a client, he’s a cheater, he’s your fucking job, but you can't. His scent is intoxicating, the warmth he exudes gives you energy, the way he looks at you makes you feel like a damn goddess.

He slowly rubs his thumb over your lower lip and smirks. „God I couldn't think of anything else all night but your pretty little mouth around my cock. How he's all smeared with your red lipstick.“

You clench your thighs together, you’re already soaked from his cocky attitude alone. You let your tongue dart out of your mouth to lick at Daves thumb. He locks eyes with you while your wet and warm tongue circles around his digit and you suck it slowly into your mouth. He clenches his jaw and the hand on your waist disappears and fumbles to open his belt and slacks. You bite his thumb experimentally and he withdraws it out of your mouth to hold your chin in a firm grip.

„You gonna be a good girl and suck my dick?“ Dave’s voice is almost hoarse when he speaks and you try to nod with his hand still holding you tight. „Nah-nah sweet thing. I need you to say it. Use your words.

Do. You. Want. To. Suck. My. Dick?“

His gaze burns right through you and you manage to say a weak „Yes!“ Dave smirks and looks you up and down. „You had an attitude like a slut the whole evening and look at you now.“ You close your eyes for a short moment. You know he’s right, but he took you by surprise. There’s this conflict deep inside of you because all of this is completely wrong, but then you open your eyes again. You want him, damn you want him so bad.

„Beg for it!“ His hands grab into his slacks and briefs and then he pulls his cock out. He’s big and hard, the tip swollen and red, in need for a relief. Dave lets you stare at him for a moment, then his grip on your chin hardens again and he raises your head so that you look him in the eyes again. „BEG!“ He grits his teeth and you ask yourself if you should be afraid of him.

„Please…fuck please let me suck your dick. I-I want it…I need it so bad.“ You whimper, squirming in front of him, clit throbbing and needy for some attention.

Finally satisfied with your behavior, Dave puts his hand on your shoulder and pushes you down onto your knees. The door is still behind you and you try to find the most comfortable position possible, but all of that is long forgotten when you notice the big cock right in front of your face. You grab him at the base and lick along his vein just with the tip of your tongue. Dave hisses at your touch and you finally hear him moan in delight when you close your lips around his leaking tip. His taste is intoxicating. You give him an experimentally suck and look up to see Dave’s face.

God he’s a sight. He’s looking right at you, jaw clenched and brows furrowed. It doesn’t bother you that he’s still wearing his full suit. You open your mouth wider and let him slide slowly along your tongue and down your throat. Dave sucks in a deep breath and whispers a „fuck“ and for a short moment you’re thinking that you’re the one in charge, but then he seems to remember what he has started with you and reverts to his previous behavior.

He puts his hand on the back of your head and caresses your hair in a short loving gesture, but then he grabs your hair hard to keep you in place and starts to move his hips. You try unsuccessfully to withstand him. Dave's length takes up so much space in your mouth that tears suddenly well up in your eyes. You do your best to relax and breathe through your nose while trying to steady yourself with your hands on his thighs, but his pace is too reckless.

„Look at you little slut. Drooling all over your tits while your choking on my fat cock.“ Dave grunts and pants. His movements stutter for a moment when you choke again and swallow around him and you think he’s already coming, but then he stops. He stops right when his fucking big dick is deep down your throat and you can do nothing but look up into his deep brown eyes. It's a demonstration of power, no question.

You breathe hastily through your nose while tears fall down your cheeks. „What a fucking sight you are. Made for me to be used.“ You manage to make a strangled noise which only leads to more saliva dripping down your chin. And then he smiles, Dave actually smiles at the sight of you choking on his cock and you’re ashamed that you’re so turned on by his dominant behavior.

The hand in your hair loosens his grip and he starts to caress your face, his dick still balls deep down your throat.

„Are you wet baby?“

You try to nod.

„Do you want me to show you what I’ve planned for this little pussy of yours?“

You nod a little bit harder.

„Are you gonna be a good girl for me and take what I’ll give to you?“

Nod.

Then Dave finally slides his cock out of your mouth and you instantly gasp for air. He helps you to stand up and you lean breathless against the door behind you.

„Take your clothes off!“ Dave commands and you obey his command without hesitation. Once you’re just in your stockings, he‘s satisfied.

„How do you want me?“ It’s the first time you‘ve spoken in the last half an hour and your throat feels raw.

Dave‘s thumb gathers the saliva on your chin and let you lick it off him while he studies your face. „Lay down on the bed, make yourself comfortable while I take my closes off.“

You watch him while you lay on your back. He methodically strips down and drapes his clothes over a chair. He’s gorgeous you think to yourself. His shoulders are broad, his back muscular and the the gentle curve of his stomach makes him so fucking sexy. His still erected dick bobs proudly between his hairy thighs when he walks over to the bed.

„Spread those beautiful legs for me.“

You do what he wants and see how he licks his lips at the sight of your glistening folds.

„Touch yourself. Spread your pussy and let me see.“ His voice is deep, so much deeper than it was at the bar.

You let your hand trace over your mound and use two fingers to spread your pussy lips. You can hear the wet sound they’re making and Dave bites his bottom lip at the view in front of him. He sits down on the bed right between your legs and caresses your lower leg. He watches as you start to stroke gentle circles over your clit and you got the feeling he won’t touch you tonight. But you know that’s all a part of his game, so you go on further and let one finger slide into your wet hole.

Your eyes flutter shut at the feeling of some relief and you feel the hand on your leg grip you harder.

„Eyes on me baby. And now add a second finger.“

You obey.

„Good girl. Now edge yourself. Show me what you need.“

You moan as you add a third finger and pump them in and out of your soaked pussy. You curl them to find the perfect spot inside of you and whimper when you almost reach it.

Dave chuckles. „Needy little thing! Need my long fingers to make you come?“

You look at him breathless. „Yes! Fuck yes, please touch me Dave.“

He lets his hand wander over the soft skin of your leg and you shudder while your still fucking yourself. Dave lowers his head and you can feel his hot breath on your wet skin. His hand grabs your wrist then and you stop moving. He lets your fingers slowly glide out of your pussy just to stick them into his mouth. Dave hums at the taste of you and licks every inch clean. „Fucking delicious.“

The feeling of his fingers inside of you and his mouth on your clit is what throws you finally over the edge. He has you pinned down on the mattress with one hand flat on your stomach, your back arches and you’re moaning -no screaming- out of pleasure.

„Damn!“ Dave’s groaning while he curls his fingers against your g spot again and again. „Let it all out baby. I can feel it. Give it to me. COME ON!“ You don’t know what he means and can’t tell if it’s still the same orgasm or another one. But the knot in your lower belly bursts again and you have the most intense feeling of your whole life. You gush all over Daves hand and forearm while you ride your orgasm. He pants little praises between your legs and looks like he also can’t believe what he just coaxed out of you.

„Fucking hell, this was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.“

„I…I don’t know…I’ve never…“ You are speechless and totally overwhelmed by the whole situation.

A harsh slap on your thigh gets you finally back to earth and Dave is already back to „business“.

„Hands and knees! Turn around, I want to watch us in the mirror.“

You do as you’re told, facing the mirror at the other side of the bed. Dave smacks your ass cheeks hard and you yell at the pain.

„Need to fuck this pussy so bad.“ You feel the hot head of his cock on your entrance for just a second before he enters you with one brutally thrust. You have to time to adjust to his length, he just slams into you again and again. The sound of wet skin slapping on wet skin fills the room completely and you whimper because he doesn’t seem to give you a break. His hand slaps your ass again and you swear you’ll see his hand imprinted on your skin for the next weeks. A reminder of what a horrible person you are.

Just like he could read your mind, Dave puts his hand around your neck from behind and pulls you up so that your back is right against his sweaty chest. He doesn't even stammer in his movements and fucks relentless into you while he locks his eyes with yours through the mirror. You’re looking totally destroyed, your hair is a mess, make up all over your face.

Then Dave squeezes your throat "Look at you little slut. Fucking your client's husband. Does that make you horny, huh?“

You widen your eyes in shock.

He knows. How? Why?

Your body reacts in its own way, squeezing his cock deep inside of you, which elicits a loud moan from Dave. He smiles mischievously while brutally pounding into you. The vein in his neck is prominent, his hair sticks to his forehead with sweat. One hand is still on your throat, the other is squeezing your tit.

"Do you do that with all the men you're supposed to seduce? Filthy little slut!"

You notice the sweat running down your back, it's suddenly much too warm in the room. You’re thirsty, so fucking thirsty. The sounds your bodies make are obscene but such a turn on.

You try to shake your head but the grip on your throat is so strong. You can't speak, you can't breathe. For a moment you think Dave is choking you to death. That's it. It was clear that the job would eventually be fatal for you. You've never slept with one of the men, even if so many of them wanted to. But Dave, fuck, he's so different. You hear and feel his breath in your ear, he grunts.

Just as the edge of your vision turns black, he finally takes his hand from your throat. You take a deep breath, your lungs are hurting and before you can think straight again flips Dave you onto your back and is inside your pussy within seconds.

The new angle lets you see stars. The only thing you can do is to take it. Take every inch he has to offer, every thrust he gives you.

You don’t dare to close your eyes, you know that he wants you to see him. There’s a droplet of sweat running down his forehead and dripping on you.

„Fuck Dave…“

He brings both of you to to the edge within a few thrusts and then he starts to praise you again when he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder.

„…so good to me…“

„…so beautiful…“

„…how should I keep being a faithful husband when you come around and try to seduce me?“

„…love this pussy…“

„…taking me so good…“

„…made for me…“

You feel your orgasm rushing right to you with every word he’s saying. It feels so good that he gives you the feeling that you’re not that bad as you think you are.

He commands you to come when he feels your walls flutter around him and follows you right over the edge with your name on his lips. Dave grabs your thigh hard, his other hand on the base of your neck. Hot spurs of his cum coat your insides and you can feel him trembling while he still rocks into you in a slower rhythm. He’s never closed his eyes for just a second, he watches you the whole time.

You look at each other for a long moment, searching for breath before he pulls his softening cock out of you with a hiss.

You roll on your side while Dave goes into the bathroom and when he comes back with a wet towel to clean you up, you’re already almost asleep. Dave drapes the blanket over your naked form and looks at your beautiful face.

He smiles, of course he knew that you would come after him sooner or later, he knows everything Carol is doing with her phone and notebook. What he hasn’t got planned is that he couldn’t resist you. He wanted to give Carol the feeling that he’s faithful, stop all her doubts. He failed.

The bed is cold and empty when you wake up the next morning. You’re not surprised to be honest, but it stings a little bit though.

You watch yourself in the mirror while you wash your face. Guilt overcomes you. What have you done? You fucked a married man. Red lipstick is still smeared all around your mouth and you rub almost furious to get rid of it. He didn’t even kiss you. The thought enters your mind like a parasite. He just used your for his pleasure, all that meant nothing to him. A single tear runs down your face. But then you remember his eyes, how he looked at you, how your name on his lips sounded when he came. He’s a cheater. He has a wife!

You walk to the table to get your mobile phone so that you can call Carol and tell her what an asshole her husband is. There’s a piece of paper lying next to it.

You read the note with your phone on your ear.

Same hotel room.

In two weeks.

- D

„Hello?“

„Carol? Hi it’s me…..I just want to tell you that everything’s fine.“

„Oh thank you so much. You can not imagine how happy I am.“ She sighs and you can feel her smile through the phone.

„Yeah, you can be proud to have such a great husband.“

You turn the piece of paper around. There’s another note.

Wear that red lipstick again.

#pedro pascal #dave york #dave york pit #pedro pascal fanfiction #dave york fanfic #dave york fic #dave york smut #dave york x f!reader #dave york x reader

[alqssv]

SKZ Reaction to a S/O with a big bum || headcanons (Hyung Line)

Maknae Line

Hyung Line

Bang chan:

• have y’all seen this man’s bum

• y’all are in the big ass club

• OKAY LETS BE SERIOUS RN

• I think he wouldn’t care if you have a big or small bum

• he would love you either way <3

• but that doesn’t stop him from lightly smacking your bum randomly lmaoo

• But would never be rough about it I don’t see him there

• All in all wouldn’t care that much but would sometimes slap it for fun or when he’s horny

Minho:

• HAVE Y‘ALL SEEN THE AMOUNT OF TIMES MINHO HAS SLAPPED THE MEMBERS BUTTS (98% han’s butt lmao)

• will absolutely slap the shit out of your butt to tease you

• will absolutely have no mercy

• it will actually turn into a game, whoever of you slaps the others butt the most and hardest wins

• i can imagine him slapping your butt also in bed

• one word:

• doggy style

• he’s so freaky bye

Binnie:

• omg

• so

• he will absolutely tease you about it

• but never in a bad way!

• i think he’s a groper and not a slapper

• will grope it at random times lmao

• and will be gentle about to <3

• he’s so boyfriend material bye

• unpopular opinion: i can‘t really see him being overly sexual about it tbh

• unless you grind against him

• this boy ain’t no playing

• you will finish what you started

• there‘s no other way

Hyunjin:

• lord have mercy

• this man

• i swear

• you‘re done

• i mean it

• just like Minho will have no mercy about it

• but instead partly doing it for fun, he will do it because he’s so turned on

• omg did that just rhyme

• or is it too late

• i should sleep

• as I said your bum is such a big turn on for him

• will fuck the shit out of you from behind

• and slaps your ass till it’s reder than chans hair used to be

• sorry had to crack that joke

• oh god

• off topic: but have y‘all seen that pre-debut hyunjin had a lip piercing???

• i actually died seeing it

• he’s so himbo

• imagine him wearing his lip piercing and you feeling it while he’s eating you out

* OKAY BYE

authors note: uhm omg okay that was the first time writing something by myself after reading headcanons myself since 3 years!! I hope you liked it and let me know if you want a part 2 with the Maknae line ^^ also feel free to leave some suggestion in my inbox!

take care!

- liss 0_o

#skz #skz smut #skz reactions #bang chan smut #bang chan #chan smut #chan fluff #bang chan fluff #lee know #lee know smut #lee know fluff #changbin #changbin smut #changbin fluff #hyunjin #hyunjin smut #hyunjin fluff

[selinay-04]

This TikTok getting me crazyyy…like why y‘all say they would only date pretty, white, blonde hair and blue eye girls??? And everyone agrees?? They probably never thought about a romantic relationship and they gonna be picky about the race??? I think that race doesn’t matter…it’s just like the character and appereance lol…as long as you are pretty…why should the race matter?? Even it’s unrealistic to be in a relationship with all of them lol

#ghost cod #simon riley x you #ghost #call of duty #cod mwii #konig x reader #könig modern warfare #john soap mctavish x reader #soap call of duty #captain price #task force 141 x reader #task force 141

[xxnghtclls]

Sukuna is the type to get drunk on your pussy.

I know y‘all are super horny for his tummy tongue but please PLEASE just imagine the King of Curses getting absolutely lost in your pussy.

His eyes closed, two of his arms holding your thighs in place, the other two on your side and breast. He‘s lapping at it like it‘s his last meal. Licking all the juices from your entrance, sticking his tongue in and out, sucking on your clit. Pressing his pretty nose in, to feel you, to take your scent in. His eyebrows knitting together in the process, he starts to rub himself on the surface below you, starts to make noises. His low groans and moans send vibrations directly to the spot he‘s working on with his mouth. Breathing hot against it. You‘ll gain an extra groan if you grab his hair and push his head more into you. It‘s such a wet mess.

He fucking loves this.

#i need him #true form sukuna #true form sukuna smut #sukuna smut #ryomen sukuna smut #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #true form sukuna x you #sukuna hcs #sukuna headcanons #nighty talks #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #nighty drabbles

[bravo4iscool]

Tall!wife! reader x husband!ghost

Part 2, please 🥺

i didn‘t think y‘all would like it that much haha but here you go <33 this is so short, i hope you can forgive me😭

(masterlist | part one)

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

„private riley,“ a strong voice cut through the air, making simon stand straight. „have they not taught you how to leave your room?“ simon doesn‘t react when you come into his vision, only staring straight ahead, waiting for your demand for him to answer. „private riley.“

„yes ma‘am,“ he keeps his eyes fixated to a point behind you, not daring to look at you. not that he really could, you were almost 30cm taller than him and he‘d need to crane his head to look at you.

„answer my question,“ you demand of him, carefully eying him.

„of course ma‘am. i was busy with drills this morning-“

„poor excuse,“ you spit out, your ja tightening. „100 push-ups and 20 laps around the course. now.“

simon swallows before he nods, „of course ma‘am.“

-

„what are you thinking about?“ you smile up at simon, your head resting on his laps while he plays with your hair.

he bites his lips and looks down at you with a smirk. „‘bout the time y’forced me t’do 100 push-ups ‘nd 20 laps around t’course.“ you laugh at that and sit up.

„what‘s so special about that?“ you want to know, calling that day back to your mind. you knew it wasn‘t pleasant to him but actions demanded consequences.

he gives you a small smile as he intertwines your hands. „it‘s the day i fell in love with you. that‘s why it‘s special to me.“

#writing #ao3 #fanfiction #archive of our own #story writing #call of duty #simon riley #cod #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x you #ghost x reader

[hllfireclb]

please please please make a longer version on the mocking Eddie because that was just amazing please! ty

you ask, I deliver 🤭

+18, mdni ; sorry for any kind of mistakes!

"You were saying?" || e.m x fem!reader

"C‘mon…you’re not done yet, are you?“ you hear the voice of your boyfriend behind you. His one hand is placed on your hips, digging his nails into your sweaty skin so he can keep you in place. His other hand is tangled in your hair, grabbing it harsh, causing you to throw your head back and look at him. All you can do is moan loudly like you‘ve been doing the past hour. Good thing for you Wayne isn’t home..if he was, he‘d have thrown you out of the trailer by now (not really, that man loves you)

Eddie’s cock slowly slides out of the warm feeling of your throbbing pussy, gripping your hips even harder so you can’t bounce back onto your new favorite drug. "I asked you a question y/n“ he growls with a raspy voice. Again your only answer is a whiny moan and a wiggle with your ass as a sign for him to keep fucking you like a slut. Like his slut.

"Fuck you really are a Brat, aren’t ya?" he almost sounds mad. But that’s what you wanted. That’s how you love it. How you need it. You need to be put in your place sometimes, you need to see Eddie hovering above you like a god, you need him to take the whole control over you, your body, your everything.

Before you actually can come back to reality and be able to answer him, you feel how Eddie lets go of your hair and hips and makes you turn around,so you now lie on your back, facing him. His brown locks stick to his neck, his bangs are all over his forehead and he‘s breathing heavily. Fuck, that man really is a god. A fucking sex god.

His lips are plump and swollen from your Make-out session that was earlier that evening, his well trained chest moves up and down from his heavy breathing, his cock is hard as a rock and right inbetween your legs…so close but still so far away. "Shit, you‘re so fucking greedy" his deep laugh pulls you out of your trance.

Again, before you‘re even able to open your mouth to say something he suddenly pushes the tip of his hard cock right into your pussy, making you clench and whimper loudly at the same time. It feels amazing to have him inside of you but at the same time it’s just not enough. You need more. So you slowly push your hips against his, causing Eddie to completely pull out again. He shakes his head while a soft "Tzz" sound leaves his mouth. When you let your hips fall onto the mattress again, he pushes his tip back inside.

This whole process goes for 10 minutes before you start whining even louder and start shaking your legs like a sad toddler. "Eddie please!!" You almost scream at him because of your neediness. "Please what? What do you want from me Huh?" "Please fuck me already!! Gosh!". Eddie’s lips form into a devilish grin "What was that? I did not quite hear you Sweetheart"

You roll your eyes at him as you open your mouth, once again "I said: Fuck me al- Oh gosh!!". As you speak, you can feel how your boyfriend almost slams his whole shaft into you, making your whole body tingle and vibrate at the same time. After what felt like ages you finally got what you want. Eddie deep inside of you. Making you feel full and complete.

"So..you were saying?~"

masterlist

requests are opened!:)

a/n: HELLO I am alive! It‘s been a while since I’ve wrote something longer, I know…but thanks to everyone that waited! To my moots, my followers, everyone! FR thank you! It‘s been a really crazy year for me! I’ve met so many ST actors and I still can’t get over it! (Joe keery, Finn, Charlie, Millie, Raph and a lot more! Also it’s almost been one year since i‘ve met Joe Quinn and I miss him SM fr :( ). Anyway, I‘m trying to be more active again! See and love y‘all!

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #eddie oneshot #eddie one shot #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson st4 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie x reader #eddie smut #eddie boyfriend #eddie #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson request #eddie munson x female character smut #eddie stranger things #eddie x female reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie x y/n

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Right where you left me

Title from Taylor Swift‘s song Right where you left me🫧

Leon Kennedy x gn! Reader

summary: After breaking up with Leon you never visited the café you guys used to have y‘alls date. What happens when you decide to buy a coffee und see him sitting in the corner you guys used to sit?

Warning: other than heartbreaking and seeing Leon sitting alone and looking at his coffee, none.

not my gif!

It‘s been five months since you and Leon broke up. It was because you guys were having problems with communicating and it got so worse you just had to leave. A part of you hated you because you left the man you truly love but the other part of you is proud of you because for the first time you put yourself first. You told Leon to find you when he is ready to start a new relationship after seeing a therapist. You even gave him the number of a very good therapist in town which your best friend is also visiting.

And now… You’re standing in front of the cafe Leon and you would have your regular date. Every Tuesday at 3 pm. You would sit there for hours and drink y‘alls coffee while enjoying each other’s presence. There were times where none of you would talk. Just looking at each other like some Teenagers. And now… everything is gone.

But you’re really craving for some good coffee after having the most exhausting day at work. You get in without thinking any further and make your way to the cashier.

“Hey! What can I get for you?” the orange haired woman asks you with a kind smile. You feel like you‘ve seen her somewhere but you can’t figure out from where. “Hey. I‘d like to have a double espresso to go.” you tell her. She tabs on the iPad and looks at you again. “Would you like to pay with cash or card?” she asks you and you hand her the cash with tip with a smile “with cash and the rest is tip.”

She smiles and before she goes to make your order she stops and turns to you leaving you a bit confused. “I have a question.” Now you’re curious. What might her question be? You tilt your head and your eyebrows furrow. “Yes?” you answer. “This might be a weird thing to ask but… did you and your boyfriend break up? Because I didn’t see you guys here in a long time. It was kinda sad not seeing you guys sitting at your regular place with your regular drink. We Were a bit worried since you guys were the locals.” Oh? Of course this was gonna happen. You gulp really loudly and your face sadden. The cashier notices your face change real quick and adds “I- uh I- didn’t really mean to uh… you know. It wasn’t my intention to bring up memories. I‘m really sorry if I hurt you” you can feel the woman being worried about accidentally hurting you and quickly shake your head. “No it’s okay. We are just… yeah we broke up” you whisper the last sentence. It feels like someone is stabbing your heart. Maybe stabbing you won’t hurt you as much as your heart hurts right now. “I‘m sorry to hear that. You guys were so cute. Anyways… before I leave to make your order…uh- He is sitting at your regular place. You know in the corner right back. He never stopped coming here” she tells me before leaving.

He never stopped coming here?

Is it really just for the coffee? A part of you hopes that he still comes here because of you, hoping to see you.

Curiosity wins and you step to the side a bit, trying to get a look at the back of the caffe.

And she was right. He is sitting there, all alone and looking at the coffee. The coffee you always ordered when you were having your dates with him. But you thought that he would never in a million years would drink that. But here he is, drinking it. You can’t figure out how he might feel because his face doesn’t hold any emotions. Should you go and say hi to him? Would that be awkward?

“Here is your order. Have a great day!” the woman says while handing you your coffee. You thank her and take your drink.

And now you’re standing there. Wondering if you should go and say hi.

You want to run to him and kiss him for as long as you can. You want to run to him and hug him and confess that you missed him so much. You want him to know that you spend days crying because you felt bad for leaving him with an opening ending. But you also just want to leave and not look back.

But somehow you feel like your feet is acting on their own and now you’re walking towards him. “I thought you would never drink that?” you speak and he flinches. He turns his head to you and you see how his face lights up. Immediately, he jumps up from his seat and looks at you. “Y/N? Oh my god. Hey!” his voice is still deep and so damn sexy. You remember how he used to praise you with this voice while he was-

Snap out of it.

“Hi Leon. How are you?” you ask him and give him a genuine smile. The corner of his lips curl a bit and you could bet he was trying to hide a smile. Also, you notice that he is pretty nervous because his hands are doing everything but standing still next to him.

“I‘m good. Yeah. Uh…. how are you?” he asks you back. “I‘m good thanks. But since when are you drinking my regular drink?” you ask him and you can feel him getting even more nervous. “Actually it still tastes like shit. I… I honestly don’t know” he stutters. If it still tastes like shit than why is he drinking it? You don’t get the point.

But you decided to not push the topic further as you realize that this question made him pretty nervous because now he started to swing with his body. You guys stay silent for a solid minute before it gets any more awkward you decide to break the silence.

“Okay… Than I should probably get going. Bye Leon” As you were about to turn around you can feel his huge hands wrap around your wrist and stopping you from leaving. Before you can ask hin what’s wrong he interrupts you.

“I really missed you Y/N. Home doesn’t feel like home since you left.” he starts confessing. His voice is heavy, you can hear it. “ I’m going to a therapist and I‘m actually doing great. I‘m making progress. I don’t know why I‘m telling you this. Maybe because I just wanted to you know.”

He did in fact went to see a therapist. Not only because of you but also because of himself. He realized how much he was hurting you without even knowing. He also didn’t realize that he was hurting himself. So he decided to take help from someone professional.

“I didn’t talk to other woman. I mean yes I talked to them but not in that way. I kept rejecting them and told every single one of them that I‘m seeing someone. I want you to know that I still love you. And I think I will love you until I take my last breath. My heart will continue to beat for you until it stops beating. ” now you can feel a tear escaping your eye. It feels like someone is putting weight on your heart. It’s too heavy and your heart can’t take that.

“But please don’t feel bad for leaving me. Actually, I‘m kinda glad you did. Because now I‘m healing and I can be the man you truly deserve. I was being serious about us marrying. And I was about to come and find you again. Asking you for another chance. So please Y/N, can I take you out on a date? Just to talk. Because right now I don’t look good and I want us to have more time to talk.”

His little speech kinda touched you. He did really change. He is changing and he is healing. That’s what you always wanted for him. Not thinking too long you nod and it makes him happy. You can see his smile brighter than the sun.

“Next Tuesday, at 3 pm, here?” he asks you.

“Okay” you agree.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon scott kennedy #leon kennedy #resident evil leon #resident evil #resident evil x reader #leon kennedy x you #fanfic #he needs a hug #he‘s so boyfriend

[targaryen-dynasty]

📖 Fic rec time! When you get this, reply with three fics that you've read and loved to pieces, then pass on to at least five other people who read fics. Let’s appreciate fic writers and their amazing stories 💖

Ahh, this was difficult!

Risk and Reward by @hamatoanne

His hair was silver and long, reaching the middle of his back. Half was tied up in a messy bun, while the rest flowed down the back of his plain black shirt. He had big, really big hands, both covered in a lot of tattoos, yet somehow they were all organized - everything fitting together and matching, perfectly designed to logically coexist.

This is just one paragraph that had me frothing. Anne‘s describing a gothic Greek god (she‘s written it herself lmfao) and from the conversations to the smutty part – it‘s just perfection.

A Refined Taste by @theoneeyedprince

Aemond seems wholly uninterested in your conversation. His long legs are stretched out and crossed at the ankle, his hands rest on his—clothed in Ralph Lauren tank top—torso, and you can see the muscles of his arms stretch or flex whenever he moves them. 

The way Justine writes just mesmerizes me. I‘m still reading this series, but her Aemond is such a damn tease. He‘s wearing SHORTS, TANK TOPS (obvs) and does so much more things that have tears running down my legs. Not spoiling this for y‘all kskajdk

Sinners by @fairysluna

This series has my whole heart. Not only do I adore Liv and value her as a mutual, but her writing and this series in general was the reason I started to simp and write for Maegor. The Targcest and size kink in this series are insane (not to mention the amazing smut she writes – ALWAYS), and her Maegor is immaculate. I can only dream to write a Maegor like Liv does, and even though that series is not finished yet, I‘ll patiently wait for it however long it takes because it‘s certain she‘ll slay this last part.

#answered

[fearedblueflames]

Eraserhead / Shota Aizawa dating hcs <3

Hello everyone! Well I decided to hop on the train and write my own headcanons of my fav anime characters - I hope y‘all like them :) (Please do not copy or plagiarize my work!)

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nicknames for you: kitten, darling, love, sweetheart, prince/princess

I feel like his hair is quite often tangled because of his quirk and because of the fact that he mostly wears it loose

loves it, when you take care of that like brushing his hair and sometimes also trimming it

your concentrated look is making his heart melt

you’ll probably have to do a spa day once or twice a month for his hair

nappy cat (canon tho)

loves to take naps with you

feeling your heartbeat and warmth makes him fall asleep even faster

whenever you are not with him he’d listen to old voice messages of you, your voice soothes him a lot and helps him fall asleep <3

you guys have at least 2 cats

has a small drawer full of eye solution, you also carry a few tiny bottles in every bag you own, just in case

trains you hand to hand combat, so you can protect yourself when he is out on a mission

should it happen that you get frustrated during training, he erases your quirk so you’re not tempted to use it instead

if that’s the case he’ll use his scarf to pull you close like he did with Deku (to take you off guard obvs)

secretly loves the startled look you give off, along with your big surprised eyes

loves to hold your hand, he’ll use every moment he can

king of forehead and temple kisses!!!

One day Eri would ask for some company other than Deku, Mirio etc.

So the topic of children comes up

This man is 100% down for that, but he leaves the decision to you since he doesn’t want to overwhelm you (what can I say, this man his head over heals for you)

is most likely to work till late night/overwork himself

sit on his lap and he’ll drop everything he was working on

sometimes he thinks about Shirakumo, grieving about the past

wrap him in a blanket, cuddle him close and the tears will flow

after some deep talk he will feel better though <3

Shota would lay down his own life for you without hesitation, so treat him the way he deserves it

sometimes he looks at you from afar and questions how in the world he deserves something as precious as you…

(Aaaaaaaahhh this took a while- I hope these are accurate, that’s the way I think of this precious man. He deserves more than the world imo. Anyways, I hope y’all enjoyed it, I think the next one will be Hawks and then Dabi! Have a lovely day/night <3)

#my hero acedamia #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha #aizawa shota #shouta aizawa #eraser head #aizawa headcanons #aizawa hcs #my hero academia hcs #anime #anime hcs #anime headcanons #bless this man #i love him so much #headcanon shouta #headcanon shota

[newjeanxo]

HOW TO HAVE AN EVERYTHING SHOWER

🧴🛁🫧🎀 ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Before shower :

- hair oiling for example rosemary, jojoba or argan oil (let it soak in for 2-3 hours) you can do the oil in your lenghts and on your scalp

- 1-2 times a week you can use a hair mask before you shower (let it soak in as long as you want)

- you can also use a scalp massager or bamboo brush to massage your scalp before shower

- you can also use ricewater before you shower for longer and shinier hair

In the shower :

- first you wash out your hair mask with cold water

- then you use your shampoo and massage it into your scalp and wash it out with warm water (not to hot)

you can also shampoo twice

- after that you apply your conditioner and rinse it out with cold water (you can also apply any hair drink after that)

- for your body you can use a Bar soap first for example the dove bar soap to gently cleanse your body

- then you can use a body scrub to exfoliate your skin and remove dead skin cells (you can use a loofah, african net sponge or a washcloth)

- after that you can use a Body wash and then you can shave your body with some coconut oil or shaving gel

After shower :

- use babyoil on damp skin

- use a good smelling bodylotion

- put deodorant on right after the shower (it is important)

- use your favorite perfume or body spray to smell and feel good

- dont rub your hair with a towel you can use a cotton shirt or microfiber turban instead

- then use a hair oil (balea hair oil elixier makes your hair so soft) or leave in for your hair or use heat protection if you want to style your hair

- you can also use heatless curls

- then you can continue with your skincare and you can also use a Face mask and make a gua sha massage

And finally you can relax in your freshly made bed, put some candles on , drink some warm tea and watch your comfort show/ movie 💗

I hope it was helpful love y‘all 🎀💋

Hair products i recommend :

#wonyoung #glow up #everything shower #tipps

[jaehyunjakee]

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧’(ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴇꜱᴇᴜɴɢ)

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genre: fluff, smut

words: 2k

warnings: cussing, smut, mentions and consume of alcohol 

a.n.:

so I saw this edit:

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMFLDuKtH/

and when I tell y‘all I RAAN to my notes app.

I wrote this while listening to the morning by The Weeknd (same song in the edit) which the title is also based on, I can only recommend listening to this while reading for a better reading experience.

Enjoy ^^

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“fuck…,” you cursed to yourself while looking at your phone, taking a while to realize how late it already was due to the people moving their their way through the crowds of the roof terrace club, often pushing you on accident.

You were wearing one of the many expensive dresses you owned, the dress barely covering your legs, neither your cleavage, your hair perfectly falling to your shoulders.

Not only your clothes were expensive,

your perfume, jewelry, make up and heels were also all expensive as hell.

After all you weren’t wearing ordinary things for a reason.

Your dad was an extremely wealthy business man, you being his only daughter not making it better.

You always got everything you wanted.

No matter its price, your dad would buy you everything.

He was also eventually the reason you were able to attend such an event. There were also almost only rich people around, some of them having taken non-wealthy friends with them. But there were just a few.

He was right. Your boyfriend is not that much of a party animal and most of all not rich. It happened too often that whenever you tried to drag him to one of your rich-events, you couldn‘t convince him to accompany you. And even when he did, you could feel him getting more and more tense through-out the night.

Don‘t get me wrong, Heeseung is not socially awkward at all.

Quite the opposite, a part of you also fell for his confidence, not being able to hold yourself back sometimes because of the way he would speak only.

Heeseung would NEVER brag about something to anyone or even try to be intimidating.

It was just that he didn‘t feel right whenever he entered one of those events and you could always see the regret in his eyes.

Sometimes you were sure he was maybe even questioning your relationship, not feeling “rich enough” for you and bearing the fear of not being able to spoil you the way you would maybe want to be with him.

But that was exactly the reason you loved him so much.

You were used to people buying you things in order to make you happy. But when it came to your boyfriend, he’d always make you feel special in his own ways which were driving you crazy.

God, were you in love with him.

But that didn’t change the fact that it was already past midnight and you were still drinking even though you promised Heeseung to be already at home at this hour.

In fact, he didn’t mention anything about wanting you to arrive at home at a certain hour. You just felt bad for leaving him alone on a Friday night, though he told you to go, you still said that you won’t be staying long.

You frantically opened your contact list, as you would normally call your uber.

But as you were already sipping on your third drink, you accidentally called Heeseung without actually realizing.

You quickly ran into the restroom, waiting for your conversational partner to answer, only realizing who you’ve actually called after hearing a tired

 “You okay?”

Oh.

“Heeseung?” you said, still trying to register what just happened.

“are you drunk?” he asked, a small chuckle being audible right after.

“hmm, maybe…”

“you’re still there, aren’t you?”

Was he worried? Heeseung always had a 100% trust in you, otherwise he would’ve said something multiple times about your outfits.

Instead, he’d often scan your body, pulling you into his arms, telling you that he can’t wait to ruin you as soon as you get home when wanting to leave.

“why? miss me?” you asked teasingly.

“always”

You could feel the silly butterflies in your stomach even though you were drunk.

See?

“Should I pick you up?”

you hesitated for a few seconds, knowing that he was probably tired and already laying in bed.

But in the end the night was still young and you agreed.

“‘Kay”

“Address, honey,” he said after you went silent for a short while, his grin being audible through the phone.

“Right,” you quickly said, telling him were exactly you were.

“Stay inside the building, I’ll be there soon,” you heard him say while also hearing the sounds of his jacket and keys.

“mhm… bye Heeseung,” you said while grinning, being curious about what the rest of your night would look like.

“Bye, y/n, I love you”

“Love you too,” you finally said before hanging up.

You put your phone back into your purse and bit your lip looking up at your reflection while fixing your hair.

…

you were already standing in the huge lobby of the ground floor, having your coat already placed on your shoulders, waiting for Heeseung to arrive.

Your surroundings wouldn’t stop spinning, so you were leaning against a pillar, needing support so you won’t collapse onto the ground, the glances from the employees not making it better.

You weren’t too far away from the huge entry, the current conversations there not passing you unnoticed.

You flinched when you suddenly heard your boyfriend’s voice and he wasn’t clearly talking to himself.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you sir but the entry to this hotel is allowed for guests and owners only”

You drastically ran towards your boyfriend and hugged him tightly.

“Heeseung, finally!”

“He belongs to me, please be nicer to your “guests” and don’t let them wait outside in the chill,” you said as they both kept looking at you pretty confusedly.

You would’ve never said that if you weren’t already intoxicated, Heeseung slowly starting to grin again.

“I’m sorry ma’am, that was thoughtless of me. Have a safe ride home,”

“Au revoir!” you said before intertwining your boyfriend’s hand into yours and leaving the building to where his car was parked.

“Did you have fun?” Heeseung asked, looking down at you.

“Yes. But it would’ve been even better if you would’ve attended Hee,” you answered while looking up at him with puppy eyes.

God where you embarrassing.

Heeseung only chuckled.

“You’re cute, being all tipsy like that. How much did you drink?”

“Hmmm, let me count”

You were looking down at your free hand, trying to figure out how many you had.

“This much,” you held up three fingers grinning widely at Heeseung which made him chuckle even more.

“God, y/n. I thought we could maybe have a nice fuck session and while away the night…but I don’t know if this is still possible with you being all drunk like this”

“Nooooo, the reason I wanted to get home earlier was the same one. Please Hee, I still want you,” you said with puppy eyes again, your hand this time slowly stroking his manhood.

He quickly put your hand away and nervously scanned the area as you were already in the parking lot.

“Y/n!!! Not in public, holy shit”

“Why???”

“Get in the car” he said while holding the door already open.

You held the eye contact with him, pretending to be mad, both of you not being able to stop grinning.

…

When you arrived at Heeseung’s apartment, no one was there, the smell of fresh ramyeoun filling your nose.

“Did you cook??”

“I know you’re hungry baby, help yourself”

“Ugh, I love you, do you know that”

“You do?,” he asked teasingly before you slapped his shoulder.

You quickly got in, throwing you heels into a corner.

“Mh, you know, no matter how much I’m stuffing into my mouth right now, Mh, I’m still starving for something else,” you said, mouth full.

Heeseung grinned at your silly attempt to flirt and stood up.

“I’m gonna jump into the shower real quick, I’ll be right back”

You only smiled at him widely as your mouth was still full.

…

You had already taken off everything, being in your laced underwear only.

His appartement was always hot as hell and you werr already getting used to it as you were doing this from time to time.

You were laying on Hee’s bed, singing to yourself while waiting for him to finish his quick shower.

When he finally came out, you could feel the heat between your legs slowly growing.

You bit your lip and watched him drying his hair with a towel, another being wrapped around his torso.

You grew more impatient from second to second and you couldn’t resist it anymore.

Just as Heeseung was applying some kind of night creme you sighed.

“Ugh, can we please get to fucking, I’ve been waiting for almost 15 minutes now…”

Heeseung grinned at your boldness and closed the little tube.

“Sure you can take it?,” he asked teasingly, as he was hovering above you, his bulge already being pressed onto your core.

“Hee..please,” you sighed as your lips were almost touching, to the point where you could already feel his breath fanning against your mouth.

“Be quiet, or do you want Jake to hear?” he asked before pressing his lips onto yours.

Your eyes shot open and you parted yourself from him.

“Jake is here??!!” you almost shouted, Heeseung being quick to cover your mouth with his large hand.

“Shhhh. Of course dummy, it’s almost 2 am, he’s sleeping in his room”

You had no idea his roommate was there, you just didn’t realize that Jake would be sleeping at this hour cause you weren’t even looking at the clock anymore.

“He could’ve easily seen me. laying here. like this”

He chuckled.

“He won’t come in sweetheart, just be careful to not wake him up”

You probably wouldn’t have agreed to this in the first place but you were so desperate already, you quickly leaned in and connected his lips with yours again, your legs wrapping tightly around his torso.

Both of you were quick to start grinding each other’s cores with each other, to the point where your little whimpers where already filling the room.

You desperately started rubbing his bulge with your hands, quickly pushing the wet towel away.  Heeseung felt you moving your panties aside, wanting to take him immedietely,

“No foreplay? Holy shit, how long have you been waiting?”

“The whole day, now please...”

He grinned and leaned down again, kissing you pationately.

...

When you woke up, feeling Heeseung’s naked body hugging you from behind, your heart dropped.

You barely remembered anything that happened later on in bed, the only thing you remebered being that you didn’t use a condom.

Which wasn’t bad, honestly, you were on birth control.

But you hated  the idea of not remebering a love act with your beloved boyfriend.

“overthinking?” Heeseung suddenly whispered tiredely.

You turned around to face him directly, being quiet at first.

He smiled at you and started brushing some hair strands out of your face.

“Was I...okay?” you aked, unsure of what tp think.

“You were going wild, for sure,” he said which made you gulp nervously.

“But don’t worry, it was great”

You smiled at him softly and leaned in for a kiss when you suddenly heard someone.

“Jesus Christ-”

Jake.

He quickly closed the door again and shouted,

“Sorry!”

Both you and Heeseung started giggling at the situation when Heeseung said,

“I love you so fucking much y/n. Please always remember that”

You were melting at his words.

“Aw, Hee baby, I will. I love you too”

“round 5?” Heeseung asked before you frowned.

“Four times!? And I can’t remember one-”

“I’ll make you remember it this time baby~”

...

#lee heeseung #enhypen x reader #enhypen heeseung #fanfic #fanfiction #enhypen smut #enhypen fluff #enhypen #smut #fluff #rich au #heeseung lee #enha #enha fluff #heeseung enhypen

[lokidottir1308]

Sukuna x afab!reader

warnings: period sex, oral (f receiving), smut, pool sex (kind of)

A/N: I saw this post (at the end) and immediately had so many ideas! Also, one of my friends helped me with the concept and gave me some ideas for the plot. I know it’s really short, but I‘ve been really busy with work, so I guess this is still okay. I hope y‘all like it!

@lynxav

It should have been a relaxing vacation for you and your boyfriend. Pool days, sleeping in, frequent make outs, and occasional trips to the city. Of course, it didn’t play out like that. Or did it?

On your third day, you started getting really bad cramps in your lower abdomen, indicating that your period would start very soon. You were glad the two of you had rented a house for your vacation instead of staying in a hotel, since the quietness of the surrounding nature was amazingly calming.

Sukuna, despite what people might think, was a very understanding boyfriend. He knew how bad you felt during your period and did everything in his might to make you feel better.

From making you tea, to binge-watching your favorite movies with you, to massaging your tummy in hopes of easing your pain. The latter only worked to a certain extent, your pain lessened for a while only to come back just as bad.

One day, Sukuna was outside in the pool to cool off, it was almost 35 degrees outside. You weren’t one for tampons, so you rather stayed in the shadows of the parasol, rubbing your own tummy.

Sukuna leaned his arms on the side of the pool, motioning you over to him. You smiled before standing up, holding your tummy in slight pain. You walked over to him and sat down at the edge of the pool, your knees touching his chest.

You clenched your thighs together, seeing him like this made you weak. The droplets of water running down his chest, making his skin shine, his hair wet and slicked back with water.

He noticed your movements and smirked to himself. He placed his hands on your thighs, tracing his nails up and down your skin before lightly pulling them away from each other.

He trailed kisses up your thighs and to your tummy, rubbing small circles on your skin before he went lower. You hooked his fingers in the waistband of your shorts, looking up at you to ask for permission.

Once you nodded, he pulled of your shorts and underwear and threw them to one of the sun chairs. He left kisses up and down your thighs until he gave your clit a little kitten lick.

He started sucking on your clit, simultaneously putting one finger inside you. He slowly started thrusting his finger in and out, back and forth, stretching you out.

Your little moans and breaths made him harden, his swimming shorts a barrier to his relief. One of his hands slid under your shirt, trailing his nails lightly up your torso before his palm rested on your clothes breasts.

You pulled your shirt over your head, throwing it to the pile of clothes on the sun chair before unclasping your bra. Sukuna moaned at the feeling of your boobs underneath his fingers, the vibrations sending pleasure through you.

You grabbed his hair and threw your head back, moaning loudly. You could feel Sukuna smirking against you. He switched the positions of his tongue and hand, his thumb now playing with your clit as you could feel his tongue inside you.

The knot inside your tummy tightened, your moans and groans getting louder with each second. Sukuna quickened the pace of his thumb on your clit, sending you over the edge. You threw your head back once your orgasm ripped through you.

Sukuna brought you through your orgasm, cleaning you up until you were too sensitive. He pulled away with a smirk on his face, his mouth and nose bloody. "Shit, baby, that was hot." he breathed, massaging your thighs with his hands.

"I wanna do it again."

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