#a drabble but it's a fucking 1k words seriously?

[opttagoyeo]

Idk.. uhm just gonna leave it here :).

Bye!! *runs away immediately* 🏃🏼‍♀️

#naruhina #drabbles #ao3 #mom im scared #my reckless ass finally did it?? #screw my self #a drabble but it's a fucking 1k words seriously? #im scared and excited and nervous and all #hinata hyuga #naruto uzumaki #naruto x hinata #hinata x naruto

[hoshigray]

Just thinking about hate sex with Toji and how fucking exhilarating yet unforgiving it would be to experience such a thing with that man.

A/n: (Reuploaded bc I forgot smthn my bad) A little something for y'all so I can whip up something in my drafts to celebrate 50+ followers and getting 1k notes on my daddy toji drabble!! Tysm again for the love!!! :')))

Cw: mean dom! Toji x fem! reader - spanking (1x) - doggy style then switch to missionary position - degradation (Toji calls you a "lil' girl," "bitch," and "ho") - pet names (dollface, baby, baby cakes, sweetheart) - Toji biting your shoulder - slight bondage; the reader has their hands tied behind them - the reader feels humiliated while Toji is his cocky egotistic self - mention of blood.

Wc: 575

Toji's so ruthless with you. Your face's kissing the cold floor, hands tied behind your arched back for Toji to do whatever he wants with your ass on full display.

The pace of his hips is so absurdly harsh your legs feel as if they're about to give way, and you can do nothing but receive his irrational treatment. You can feel his dick use your swollen cunt like a toy, his girth stretching your poor southern lips, and it hurts along with the merciless rhythm.

You try not to cry as tears prickle under your eyelids. The fucker of a man already has you in a humiliating position, and his hands leave crescent markings from his fingers on the side of your hips. Seeing your face in tears is the last thing he needs to see.

Toji bends down to your ear, his body weight pressing down on yours, and it has to take you biting your lip hard to suppress a moan from your lips. The taste of blood sits on your taste buds.

"What's wrong, dollface?" The husky voice almost makes you squeeze hard on his cock. God, you hate this man so fucking much. "You were talkin' some high and mighty shit not too long ago, where'd that pretentious bitch go? Wanna — hnngh! Shit, shit… Wanna hear that sweet voice again."

You peer at him through your shoulder. The aggrieved glare isn't taken seriously by the older man. "Hmph, pretentious? Quite a big word, didn't think a brute like you knew i- Iiiyaaaaah!!!"

A hard smack to your ass has you gasping for air, followed by your pussy gripping his manhood, and Toji has to use your shoulders as leverage to not cum in haste. You feel as if you can't breathe with all this pressure and weight on top of you. A tear finally comes down from your face and smears onto the ground.

"I'm not playin' games with you, ho." Toji gnashes his teeth and draws downward to bite your shoulder blade, earning an ear-piercing shriek from you. That outta teach ya a lesson. "Got anythin' else smart to say, lil' girl?"

You can't fight the tears at this point, letting them slide down your pretty face. The pathetic and humiliating atmosphere clouds your senses so much so that crying is the only thing left to do.

"Hic…N-No…" Your sobs come out naturally, and you do what you can to hide your face from Toji.

That didn't seem to be in your favor because he heard the weep, bringing himself up to switch your position. Your front is now facing him as he can see the tear-stricken face, and the glare you give him is through squinted eyes filled with anger and misery, proof that your dignity is broken.

Toji whistles and smirks. "Heh, if you could see the look on your face, baby. I'd love to have a picture of it in my wallet."

"F…Fuck you." Your spat with words that still possess venom, even if you're physically restrained.

"News flash, baby cakes:" An unforeseen thrust has you yelp aloud, so harsh and savage that your back arches towards Toji. He sneers. "Already am."

His pace returns at its relentless tempo, his dick bullying your insides, and you moan in helpless whimpers. Toji leans down to grab your face before he kisses you to shut your cries. "And I'm gonna enjoy every moment of it, sweetheart."

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Again, tysm for the support!! It really fills my heart when y'all like my stuff, and I hope to continue writing things I like~~

#𝑯𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔: 𝑭𝒊𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk thirsts #jjk imagines #jujutsu toji #toji #toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x you #toji smut #toji x reader #toji x female reader #toji x y/n #toji headcanons #toji thirst #toji drabbles #smut #drabble #anime smut

[cacoetheswriting]

pearl: v-day 1986 [drabble]

word count: 1k

content warnings: best friends to lovers, slow burn, mutual pining, a little cheesy fluff, adult language, use of pet names, oblivious idiots in love, self-doubt / insecurities - if i missed anything, pls let me know!

pearl masterlist

“I fucking hate this holiday,” Robin sighs dramatically.

The video store is poorly decorated with a variety of cheap pink balloons and cardboard heart cutouts, painted red and smudged with a glue/glitter mixture. The posters on display were all of movie stars kissing and the plastic stand right inside the entrance featured a collection of cheesy romantic comedies.

Valentine’s Day never looked so good.

You shrug at Robin’s words, dipping a brush into some red paint before proceeding to apply the acrylic onto another cardboard heart. “It’s not all bad. I for one think there are worse holidays than this one.”

Robin rolls her eyes, sitting up on the counter. “You’re just saying that ‘cause this year you are blessed enough to have a boyfriend.”

You poke her arm with the wooden end of the paint brush and she chuckles.

“Eddie’s not—”

“Right.” Robin rolls her eyes and grabs a pair of scissors along with a piece of paper, “I forgot you guys aren’t into this whole label thing, or even admitting you actually like one another. Which is really cool, very progressive, but considering everything you’ve been through and how much he clearly cares for you, don’t you wanna just bite the bullet and call the boy your boyfriend?”

A soft sigh escapes your lips as you look up at her. “Of course I do, but that’s not the point.”

“I’m seriously confused then.”

“I just don’t want anything bad happening to him.”

She raises a brow, not looking away from the arts and crafts in her hands. “Super cryptic, not at all weird.”

You’re about to respond, in an attempt to explain your reasonings for not wanting to tell Eddie you actually care for him as more than just a friend, when the door opens and you’re greeted by the very metalhead you’re talking about with Robin. 

Eddie smiles when he sees you and you instantly return the happy expression, carefully placing the paintbrush on the half finished heart. By the time he’s at the counter, Robin jumps off and disappears between the stands — not before saying hi to the metalhead and shooting you a knowing glance.

“Hey, princess.”

Eddie leans over the countertop and kisses your cheek.

“What are you doing here?” You ask, not because you don’t want him here, but because you made plans for later in the afternoon and you weren’t expecting to see him until then.

He shrugs. “Just wanted to see my favourite girl,” he says, fidgeting with the sleeve of your shirt. “Apparently it’s the most romantic day of the year. Some baby in a diaper is going around striking unwilling participants with arrows. Real gory shit, if you ask me.”

You laugh lightly. Eddie continues, a cheshire cat grin spread across his features. 

“Had to make sure you didn’t get hit,” he adds.

Playfully rolling your eyes, you reach for his bouncy locks and tenderly push them away from his handsome face, keeping your hand on his cheek after. He settles into your touch instinctively, brown gaze glued to your own.

Yeah. Totally ‘just friends' behaviour.

“Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you’re too late. I believe an arrow struck me quite some time ago and I’m bleeding internally,” you play into his dramatics, “Run and save yourself. That diapered baby is ruthless.”

Eddie chuckles. He then tilts his head and places a hasty kiss to the palm of your hand before pulling away from you placid grasp — again, totally nothing more than ‘friends’ behaviour. 

You watch closely as he reaches for the inside pocket of his jacket and slowly retrieves a poorly wrapped gift. His gaze meets yours once again when he hands the present over. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, princess.”

You’re taken aback ever so slightly ‘cause here Eddie stood, a rectangular item in his hold, wrapped in what looked like pages from a book, held together with a red shoelace.

You retrieve it hesitantly and the first thing that pops out of your stupid mouth is: “Eds, Valentine’s Day gifts are usually reserved for people in relationships, not friends. And now I’m the idiot who didn’t go the extra mile.”

But Eddie shakes his head. 

“Stop. Don’t even talk like that,” he appeals, “Nothing to be fretting your pretty head about, okay? I’ve been meaning to give this to you for some time now, just so happened I remembered where I put it this very morning. A happy coincidence, if you ask me.”

You don’t entirely believe him but nod in agreement regardless. Your fingers work to untie the ribbon and you’re gentle with the wrapping paper — thankfully you think to keep it because you realise quite a few months later it’s the excerpt from the chapter of Lord of the Rings Eddie read to you shortly before your almost second kiss.

And then you freeze.

Eddie thinks you hate it or something because he’s quick to interject, explain. 

“It’s a tape, as you can obviously see,” he’s babbling, “The cover is of Pearl, but so you don’t get confused between this and the original, I wrote E.V. in the corner here,” he points and your gaze follows, “for ‘Eddie’s Version’, cause I re-recorded all the songs myself. Acoustic. Just me and my guitar. It took fucking forever, but I-I think it was worth it. God, do you hate it—”

“No, fuck no!” You exclaim and look at him again, “This is the best gift I think I’ve ever fucking received. Thank you!” 

“You mean it?” Eddie questions.

“A thousand percent, Eds. I love it and…” I love you, you want to add only to stop yourself at the last minute. “Seriously, thank you.”

He’s smiling again and before you can react, he effortlessly jumps over the counter and wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a thrilling embrace. Your heart swells at the contact. It swells when you think about the gift in your hand. Honestly, it swells so hard, you swear it’s about to fucking explode.

From the corner of your eye, you can see Robin staring at the two of you. A stupid smirk plastered across her face.

thank you for reading <3

& tagging some cool people that expressed interest in this lil series: @cactusangie , @spenciesprincess , @capitanostella , @ashlynnkennedy , @ms1oftheboys

pearl masterlist

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x best friend reader #bestfriend!eddie munson

[rockitmans]

Ellipsis

A/N: This one is for @jazziergin who stumped me in the fic line game. She helpfully asked for Soulmate AU with a twist, obviously an easy thing to embody in a drabble 😛

But here we go, at least it's less than 1k this time. Hope you enjoy, love! Not convinced this counts as a twist but hopefully this is something different.

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An ellipsis. That's what Kurt has tattooed across his wrist in the place that is meant to display the first words your soulmate says to you. A classic dot dot dot. The most mocking collection of punctuation ever conceived of. 

He has theories. But most of those theories all kind of point firmly in the same direction. He's probably destined to die alone. Even if the ellipsis is meant to indicate something, how is Kurt ever going to find the person that is embodied by something as abstract as a pause? 

He determinedly doesn't think about it when he gets to college. Either he'll find his soulmate or he won't. All he can do is keep an open mind and give himself the best possible chance of finding The One. He even signs up for an English Lit class with the absolute mammoth leap of logic that Lit students are much more likely to use an ellipsis in everyday speech than your average person. Like that’s something that’s likely or even possible to achieve.

He may be losing his mind. 

He regrets the decision immediately when he finds out the lecture is at eight am. He slumps in clutching his coffee and thinking fondly of his bed. He should drop this stupid class. It's way too early and he signed up for dubious reasons and they're reading Lolita for God's sake.  He doesn't need that kind of toxicity in his life. 

The bad mood lasts until the exact second an incredibly cute guy slips into the seat next to Kurt. Dark curls and warm eyes and a tiny waist that Kurt kind of wants to wrap his hands around. Cute Guy tosses an absent smile of greeting in Kurt's direction and it's the most radiant thing Kurt has ever seen. Holy fuck. He thinks he's halfway in love already. 

Kurt wants to say something, but is not caffeinated enough to manage witty repartee and this guy is hot enough to make him feel speechless on a good day. Instead, he goes to nod and then tries to change it to a wave. The result is that he just kind of twitches violently. Fuck. He’s lost it. A guy smiles at him and he’s completely lost it. He quickly grabs his coffee to try and cover for whatever the hell that just was and tries to pretend he’s anywhere else. 

The guy touches his arm, three gentle taps with his finger, and Kurt's eyes snap up, only to be surprised when a notepad is slipped in front of him with a single line of text. 

I'm Blaine. I'm not ignoring you, I just can't talk. 

Kurt blinks, frowning. And then he watches Blaine get his phone out and start up a text to speech app and it clicks. Oh. He gives Blaine a thumbs up and Blaine smiles slightly and touches his ear. Right. Blaine can hear. Which means that Kurt doesn’t have to resort to gestures as well. But he’s an idiot. So of course he did. He genuinely can’t wait for this hour to be over so he can go and walk into a deep fog never to be seen again. 

He does his best to focus on the lecture for the simple fact that the professor seems to be the sort to pick on people at random and he’s already suffered enough humiliation for the day without being caught not paying attention. It’s hard though. He can’t stop stealing glances at Blaine. He feels like he can’t breathe. His pulse is racing. He seriously wonders if he might be coming down with the flu or something.

He’s only dragged back into the moment by the most garbage take he’s ever heard a human being utter so confidently in a room full of total strangers. People usually save that shit for twitter.

"Humbert Humbert being a misunderstood genius is not the hot take I expected to be subjected to today," Kurt mutters before he can stop himself. 

He hears the intake of breath. He practically feels the way Blaine stills beside him. And then Blaine moves in a flurry, tugging up his sleeve to expose his wrist, shoving it under Kurt’s nose. Humbert Humbert being a misunderstood genius is not the hot take I expected to be subjected to today, it says in slanting script.

Kurt's mouth drops open. Blaine gestures, pointing at Kurt's wrist, a question in his eyes. Kurt slowly turns his hand over to show the three dots neatly pressed against his pulse. Blaine frowns and starts to sign something out before remembering. He grabs his notebook instead, scrawling out some quick sentences. 

Disappointed but not surprised to learn the soulmate system is so ableist. It can't even be bothered to have the first words I write to you? Unbelievable. 

Kurt laughs. Mostly out of shock and relief and the feeling of a heavy weight being lifted so suddenly it's like he could float away. All this time he assumed that the dots meant his soulmate would never speak to him for the worst of reasons. But his soulmate is right here. Blaine is here. Blaine is his. He’s literally won the soulmate lottery. 

"I thought you didn't exist," he whispers. "Because of this."

Blaine's eyes soften and he lightly brushes his fingers over the offending dots. But I found you, he writes. 

"You found me," Kurt repeats shakily. And maybe that's where he was going wrong this whole time. Years spent fretting over what the dots meant and doubting that he was ever going to find his soulmate.

It just turned out that all along his soulmate was meant to find him.

#glee #my fic #klaine fanfic #klaine #i literally tag different every time #anway I tried! #jazziergin

[levmada]

mmm random pillow talk drabble with eruri being fucking adorable.

//no warnings | ~1k

“Why does your pillow talk always turn into morbid commentary about humanity?” Levi teases.

Erwin pauses talking, his lips still parted mid-sentence, and huffs lightly. He resumes stroking Levi’s back, from out to under the thin sheet covering them both.

After all the sex they just had, Levi had been appreciating the beat of Erwin’s heart while they chatted. He can never remember how, but sometimes Erwin gets a little too philosophical considering the setting—not always—and Levi feels good, he feels like teasing and picking at Erwin and getting it on again in a bit.

Erwin blinks at him, definitely fond, but turning playful, too. “Don’t tell me you want to engage in small talk.”

Levi raises himself up, half-laying on top of him, and cocks his head as if in deep thought. “Don’t know. Maybe you’ve earned it after making me come that hard. Who knows.”

Erwin had blushed when he was interrupted. It darkens a little. “You’re flattering me.”

Levi nibbles his bottom lip, swollen from all their kissing. “Don’t let it get to your head.”

“It may be too late.”

“Then quickly: Come up with something stupid to talk about. You don’t need any more shit in your head right now. It’s big as-is.”

Erwin smirks, showing his dimple, and then brings Levi down by his messy hair and pecks him on the lips. Then his nose. “I have a question.”

Levi raises a brow expectantly.

“I wonder what your first impressions of me were, when we met. Would you care to enlighten me?”

“‘Enlighten’ you? With your cum in my ass? Sure.”

Erwin is properly blushing now, eyes widened a little. Levi fucking loves it when he gets to him like this, which encourages him to take the question seriously.

So Levi thinks. Pressing his lips isn’t enough to hide his smirk. He lays his head back on Erwin’s chest, huffs as blond hairs scrape his cheek. “You still want morbid?”

Erwin chuckles. One of Levi’s favorite ones, all secretive and low in his chest, secretive because only Levi gets the pleasure of hearing it.

“I think I do.”

“I thought… What’s this big, blond Titan doing in the Underground?”

He chuckles again. “Big and blond?”

“Yeah.” Levi raises his head. “And blue eyes. You don’t get tall, blond, blue-eyed bastards with a mind like yours down there.”

Although their eyes are heavier now, grief somehow woven into their very features, and even though Erwin’s hair is sticking up every which way, too—Levi can still remember how he looked then. Just Erwin’s presence could command a whole street, let alone a room. Still can.

Erwin smiles crookedly, the way Levi can tell he’s pushing down a total grin. “Hm. That’s not too morbid, if I’m speaking honestly.”

“Oh…”

Levi leans over him more, his gaze something sinister but just as charming. Erwin’s lower half flutters.

Levi nibbles on his plump bottom lip. “Obviously I wanted to kill you. You said that yourself. Wasn’t planning on escaping, though. I just wanted to do it ‘cause you made a fool of me.”

Erwin laughs, all coy and breathy. “You let yourself get caught. I thought of that later. Levi?”

“Hm.”

As Erwin speaks, he begins stroking his waist, down and down. He takes Levi’s round ass in his palms as he answers, “I’d touch myself at the thought, while I fantasized about this right here.”

A smothered whine escapes Levi as Erwin works his soft cheeks with his palms, squeezing and spreading them apart. Warm lust swims down below.

Levi recovers, groaning. “Me wanting to kill you not enough?”

“Oh… You weren’t going to kill me.”

“Tch… ‘Cause I liked your big mouth too much?”

“Not at the time, although you would,” he whispers back. His silky sweet voice is right next to his ear. “No. Because I liked you.”

“Don’t take all the credit. All your big words never work on me.”

“And I love that about you.”

Levi tilts his head and raises a brow, watching him once again. He rests his arms around his neck. “You liked that I don’t care.”

“I loved that you were different from all the rest. You had your own mind, but you had the biggest heart. I was lucky to get to know you. I admit, I might've been infatuated from the—”

Levi shuts him up with a firm, deep kiss, as brief as a slap. “Just say you liked a challenge.”

“I liked you.”

“Sap.” Blushing bright red, Levi kisses him again. “Shut it. It’s your turn. Tell me what you thought of me.”

Erwin hums, his eyes blinking up and away while he thinks. “I thought, ‘look how small he is’.”

Levi glares.

“Wait, I’m not finished! I thought, ‘How can the most dangerous criminal in the Underground be that strong, while so small and unassuming? It’s truly impressive. Perhaps I should enlist him in my ranks. He can’t be that dangerous’,” he laughs.

“You’re such an embarrassing little shit,” Levi says, doing all he can to make himself sound threatening while smirking like this.

Erwin is actually giggling. It’s so infectious Levi wants to slap him. He buries his face in Erwin’s neck, shaking his head violently as if to shake away the urge to laugh.

“‘So disobedient… what a cocky little brat’,” Erwin goes on. Levi groans. “‘Oh, I like his accent’.”

“You’re a cocky asshole,” Levi replies, muffled. “Ya know what I thought later? When I’d touch my cock to the thought of you?”

Erwin inhales, suddenly at attention. “…Oh? What did you think?”

Levi raises his head, and speaks in a silk tone. “Thought… Huh. Maybe I’ve found a man that could pin me down.”

Levi sees Erwin biting the inside of his cheek, his eyes sweeping over his lips. In one firm movement, Erwin takes him and rolls them over. Levi’s legs were spread before he even leaned down to kiss him again. And again, and again.

#eruri fanfiction #eruri fanfic #eruri fluff #erwin x levi #levi x erwin #levi ackerman x erwin smith #erwin smith x levi ackerman #captain levi x erwin smith

[niilue]

Feitan with Prompt #15 (sex toy, overstim)🤞

‧₊˚⊹ sub feitan x gn dom! reader

prompt: " having sex afther an argument"

cw: drabble, dom reader, gender neutral, sex toys, overstimulation, whinny feitan words: 420 1k event

video inspo.

cute feitan

you and feitan don't usually fight. seriously, most of the time you do it's over something stupid and he doesn't even listen to you.

but this time it seemed that the man was not in a good mood.

"it's pathetic that you say such things now, (name).

"feitan, you always avoid talking about it, it's annoying for me too."

"seriously fuck you..."

feitan knew how much it bothered you when he talked to you with bad words. although you didn't know why this time the black haired guy looked cute saying them with that pouty face and red face because of the argument.

"yeah, but who's going to fuck you now, it's me, honey."

the short man was so easy to seduce and subdue. just after "arguing" you grabbed him by the waist lifting him up to you and pulled him to your face to undress him.

you grabbed his face and started kissing and biting him, regardless of his complaints.

you pulled off his pants as fast as you could and started touching his cock. in just a few minutes he had already cum in your hand. after he moaned for you to stop.

but he couldn't stop moaning and trembling at your touch.

"let's try that dildo you have hidden in your drawer."

feitan shook his head. "no, no, i’m still too tight here..."

you laughed and took the toy without giving importance to his words.

"lick it." you said putting the dildo in his mouth. he resisted at first but as you kept masturbating him his integrity and common sense didn't respond.

so he opened his adorable little mouth to start sucking on the toy.

"mhmm... aaah, so-so big."

"you're doing good baby, think it's me you're sucking."

after it was well lubricated. you began to run it through feitan's entrance. you groped and played with it as you watched his hole quiver in search of penetration.

the atmosphere of arguing and screaming had changed to one where you could only hear the whimpering of the little guy, along with the gurgling sound that formed when you stimulated his cock.

feitan whimpered in agony at not being able to control himself and keep cumming in your hand.

"come on. (name), put it in, put it in now... fill me up."

it was adorable to see him like this. begging to be fucked with a simple toy as he kept opening his trembling legs to give you better access.

this is what you wanted all along.

#niilue's 1k event #feitan #dom reader #sub feitan #dom!reader #sub character #gn reader #feitan x smut #feitan x reader #hxh #hxh smut #hxh x reader #smut #sub content #dom x sub

[wannab-urs]

Dieter Bravo Masterlist

Main Masterlist | AO3 | Kofi

A Ghost of You - angst, fluff, smut | AO3

Type: loose fit series Status: complete, but additions possible Summary: This series jumps around the timeline of your relationship with Dieter Bravo, from the very first time you meet at a friend's party to a while after he's gone. It's a loose fit, was not written in order, can be read as standalone oneshots, and has no update schedule. The first fic I ever wrote is A Ghost of You (the fic not the series) so you'll also see some evolving writing styles throughout. Some are fluff, some are smut, all but one are angsty. Tags: I have warnings posted on every chapter but this series is Explicit and Mature. It deals with death, drug addiction, and toxic relationships.

Carry Me - fluff | AO3

Type: one shot, request Word Count: 1.2k Summary: You’re overwhelmed. Being a student at a very rigorous university and interning as a therapist for the local DV clinic is all getting to be too much. You’re on the verge of a nervous breakdown for real, but Dieter is there to lighten some of the burden. Tags: hurt/comfort, a rare non smut fic, general anxiety and frustration about being a student therapist, Dieter being kind of an idiot, brief mention of SA and DV (literally just the acronyms, no description whatsoever), Dieter is able to pick you up, Dieter calls you Shrink and baby, you and Dieter are roughly the same age, brief mention of oral f!receiving, no use of Y/N

For the Record - smut | AO3

Type: one shot, request Word Count: 2.9k Summary: You go to a record store looking for something specific and end up on a date with the owner. Tags: Dieter Bravo being Dieter Bravo, excessive name dropping of bands I like, grungy Dieter wearing Doc Martens and covered in tattoos, reader going to a strangers house like an idiot, kissing, fingering, oral f!receiving, unprotected piv (this is not real life. Don’t be dumb), one tiny little ass slap, praise, creampie, no use of Y/N

Scotty Doesn't Know - smut | AO3

Type: one shot Word Count: 2.8k Summary: Scotty doesn't know you're hooking up with Dieter Tags: songfic, smut, infidelity, dieter is a loser, scotty doesn't really deserve this he's just annoying, crack taken seriously, porn with the barest of plots, barely edited.

Dirt - smut | AO3

Type: one shot Word Count: 1k Summary: A twist on a scene from saltburn with our dear boy Dieter Warnings: alcohol and drug use, semi-public sex, dieter being a fucking freak, no use of y/n, reader is undescribed except for being AFAB and able to pull Dieter by his hair.

Scandal - smut | AO3

Type: one shot, discord prompt fill Word Count: 1.6k Summary: You get locked in a closet with Dieter at the Oscars Tags: semi public smut; forced proximity; reader has hair that can have bobby pins in it, is able bodied, is wearing a dress, and is an actress; the barest hint of enemies to lovers, but not really, oral f! and m!receiving.

The King Has Lost His Crown - angst | AO3

Type: Drabble, ABBA Drabble Challenge Word Count: 703 Summary: Dieter shows up on your porch Tags: Dieter being a pathetic loser, angst, drug mention

#Dieter Bravo #Dieter Bravo fics #Dieter Bravo fanfiction #Dieter Bravo x reader #Dieter Bravo x you #The Bubble fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal character fanfiction #ppcu fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfiction #nav #masterlist #dieter bravo masterlist

[onlymingyus]

Hiii Mars!! Congratulations on hitting the 1k milestone luvvie!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉 You truly deserve all the love you're receiving and much much more. You already know that you're one of my favorite writers within the caratblr spear but it's absolutely true. Every piece of your work is such a masterpiece and truly a joy to read. You are such a creative, skilled, gifted writer. I always look forward to seeing what else you come up with ❤️❤️

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

okayy, i haven't been able to stop thinking about this since the part 2 of good offer. but the one auction where it was mingyu vs jeonghan really got me thinking as those two are at the top of my bias line. what do you think the dynamics between them would be like in a situation where gyuhan is left to share you? tbh even though their personalities do mesh pretty well, a part of me is also scared those two would become hella competitive with each other and each be trying to prove they're the one who can dom you the best. and they wouldn't stop until you gave them an answer 😩

Omg thank you so much darlin! Seriously I am so fond of you. You have become one of my favorite people to talk to. I look forward to it all the time. Thank you for always being there.

I hope you enjoy this! It went a little long lol. The story of my drabbles today honestly.

cw; yoon jeonghan, afab reader, kim mingyu, smut, threesome, unprotected sex, rough sex, oral (male), deep throating, impact play, cum eating, dom/sub dynamics, dirty talk for days, competitive talk for days

“That’s good sweetheart. Just like that. You wanna be our good girl don’t you?” You whine at Jeonghan’s words as your mouth moves over his hard cock. His hand runs through your hair collecting most of it until he can pull at your hair making your eyes roll back in your head at the mixture of pleasure and pain. 

“You can’t expect her to answer with your cock buried in her throat. Besides…of course she’s going to be good. She is always a good little whore.” Mingyu’s hand comes down on your ass hard before he lines his head up with your entrance and slowly pushes into you letting you adjust to the stretch of his cock. 

Jeonghan rolls his eyes at Mingyu as he watches the other man’s hands move over your back and down to your hips as he pulls you back over his cock. You moan around Jeonghan’s cock bringing his attention back down to you as he coos at you with faux concern. “I’m sorry, don’t speak with your mouth full.” 

With spit and pre-cum dripping from your lips as he pulls back, Jeonghan watches you with a smirk as he runs a thumb over your swollen lips watching you body move with Mingyu’s thrusts before he pushes his thumb into your mouth letting you suck the mess from it before he tilts his head. “Now what was it you wanted to say Angel?” 

“Feels so fucking good. I need you back Jeonghan.” Your voice is slightly raspy and whiny as you push back on Mingy making the man growl as he slaps your ass making you squeak. “Yeah, are you that needy for Jeonghan’s cock baby?” You nod and Mingyu pulls you back as Jeonghan gets closer. 

Jeonghan groans in annoyance but Mingyu smirks at him before pushing you forward again, letting you take the other man back into your mouth. Jeonghan’s hand runs over your spine and back up as you hollow your cheeks around him making his thighs shake slightly. “Take more, you can. All the way to your throat.” 

Mingyu watches as Jeonghan guides your head so that you are deep throating him only to hear you gag once before Jeonghan lets you pull back to catch your breath. You smile and lick your lips as Jeonghan smirks at you before tapping your nose with his index finger. “Fuck…such a good girl. Do it again for me?” You nod and he guides you down once more, this time making Mingyu groan at the visual as Jeonghan’s cock vanishes into your mouth. 

Jeonghan’s breath caught in his throat as he held your hair before grunting. “You want it?” When you nod, he nods in return before letting himself go releasing into your mouth holding you close as you reach up to hold his thigh. Mingyu pauses behind you for a moment until Jeonghan takes a step back to look at you as just a bit of his cum seeps from the corner of your mouth. “Don’t waste it Angel…that’s bad manners.” 

He smirks watching you swallow hard before licking your lips before he once again runs his thumb along your lips and feeds you the rest. “Good now it’s your turn.” His eyes glance up to Mingyu who raises a brow and smirks before thrusting into you so hard you cry out and fall against Jeonghan. “Don’t break her…fuck Mingyu.” 

“Oh trust me, I keep trying to break her. She wants it. Don’t you baby?” You nod and laugh against Jeonghan’s arms as Mingyu’s hips slap against yours. “She’s just too resilient.” You feel the pressure building as your fingers dig into Jeonghan’s arms as you cry out orgasming hard. Mingyu groans loudly at how you clench and how your thighs shake as you come undone. 

Jeonghan finds himself smirking at the scene in front of him, your body held up only by him and Mingyu as you begin to feel like you are made of jelly. “Oh now baby don’t let him break you this time.” You laugh into a loud moan as Mingyu keeps thrusting deep and rough into until he follows you over the edge and spills into you with a few loud grunts of your name and how fucking good you are. 

Brushing your hair out of your face Jeonghan smirks at you as you struggle to keep your eyes open. Mingyu’s hands run along your thighs with a wet washcloth as he laughs softly as you react, almost kicking him away weakly. “Hey don’t…I’m cleaning you up. Chill out. I’m not going to give you another one….yet.” 

You whine into a laugh and shake your head. “I need a nap before that happens again.” Jeonghan smiles and runs his fingers over your lips before raising a brow. “You said you wanted us both to dom you.” You nod at the conversation that had led all three of you to this bed in the first place. “Well who was better?” You roll your eyes and push at him playfully, making him laugh. 

Mingyu kisses your knee as he works on cleaning you up gently before raising a brow. “Answer him, I want to know.” You sigh and shake your head. “Both of you did it differently. I liked you both equally.” Jeonghan shakes his head and holds your chin, turning you towards him. “Then you better take your nap because we aren’t leaving this bed until one of us is named better.” 

You groan into a laugh as Jeonghan leans down to kiss you making Mingyu shake his head as he tosses the washcloth away and moves to your other side pulling you away from Jeonghan. “We both know it will be me. She likes it rough but we can try it again and see who she names, but sleep for now so you can make the right choice.” Jeonghan rolls his eyes letting you curl up to Mingyu for now as your fingers lace with his keeping him close. He knew you all were going to be here for a while because you would never name one of them as being better than the other.

#mars.answers #gyuhanniescarat #mingyu smut #jeonghan smut #seventeen smut #mingyu thots #jeonghan thots #svt smut #mingyu x reader #jeonghan x reader #seventeen x reader #svt x reader

[awrkive]

Congrats on hitting 1K soon :)

I have a request for a very very fluffly drabble for bts jimin with his little daughter and yn feeling all fuzzy seeing them together ☺️

pairing: husband!jimin x (fem)divorce lawyer!reader

word count: 1.2k (this is more than 1k ik i cannot shut up forgive me i will be sticking to my word in the next requests bless🙏🏼)

It was a hard day at work.

Mrs. Yang called you very early in the morning – 8:20 am, to be exact – when you were just waking up, sounding so angry about how his asshole of a husband still wouldn't sign the divorce papers she filed a month ago. When you came to your office at 9, she was there thirty minutes later, going off about how exhausted she had been, asking you exasperatedly about what she ought to do. You talked to her about it, strategized, and when you mentioned if she wanted to take the matter to court, she broke down.

It was arranged, she said. Then they had a baby together five months in their marriage. The life with the new family formed was blissful in the earlier parts, but it became sour eventually. Her husband started disguising his absence as business trips, not until she finally found out he had a mistress. It was the reason why she had filed for the divorce in the first place, but her husband wouldn't budge. Because of their kid that he admittedly loved a lot. It was what Mrs. Yang had been torn over about. It was why she came to you only asking for legal advices for the week she'd hired you now – because she still wasn't sure if she wanted to fight him legally. She hated her husband, but he loved their kid, and the kid was grown enough to have formed a strong bond with his father and she didn't want to jeopardize that. So it was hard to go to a legal dispute when their child would be caught in the middle.

You were used to the ugly parts of your job as a divorce lawyer. You were used to fucked up marriage stories. You were used to fucked up couples. You were used to asshole husbands and asshole wives, you were used to sad stories. You were used to the broken ones.

But it didn't make it less draining when your day ended and you knew you had to go look over their paperworks again so you could help those people. You were so very, sadly, used to it. But it didn't make it less sad to think about how not every couple was successful. It didn't make it less upsetting that people didn't take marriage seriously.

[8:15pm] jimin💗: got off work early. made the little princess her favorite carrot puree. also cooked u alfredo pasta, u don't want it to get cold so come home quickly

[8:15pm] jimin💗: I missed you

[8:20pm] jimin💗: drive safely love. i love you

[8:23pm] jimin💗: the little duckling is now screaming

He sent you a video of your baby girl, Hani, with carrot puree all over her mouth, in her walker, little fists flailing around and shrieks and her adorable, occasional "Maaaa"s filling the speakers of your phone. In the background, you can also hear your husband laughing, cooing at your daughter.

You got the messages after you just pulled over to your garage. They made you smile, your deflated mood from earlier slowly picking up.

Going home was always the best part of your day.

It almost felt cathartic entering your front door, and you almost did fall to your knees at the faint sound of your daughter's babbles and Jimin's laughter.

"I'm home!" You said a little loud. Just like you always did. It was kind of like a routine. Something that you said reflexively as you return home, as if it was just nature.

And your heart felt strong waves of emotions when your daughter's excited screech welcomed you, with Jimin carrying her to his hip, huge grin plastered all over his face as he saw the sight of you after such a long day.

"Hello, baby," you cooed when you neared her. She mirrored the gleeful expression of his father, cute teeth and gums showing.

"Maaaaa!" You giggled, wanting to just squeeze her in your arms and squish her cheeks. But you resisted the urge to do so, not having cleaned yourself yet and sanitized your hands.

"Hi, gorgeous." Jimin greeted, holding your daughter in one arm so he could wrap the other around your waist and leaned down to kiss your cheek.

"Ditto, handsome." You were just about to kiss him on the lips when you felt slobbery, smooth skin on your other cheek.

And it was none other but your daughter. She leaned back and giggled in her hand, quite mischievously, like she got away with something.

"Oh my, you got a little kiss for mommy?" you exclaimed animatedly, widening your eyes. Hani giggled and then turned herself to hide in her father's neck, who only laughed at your daughter's antics.

"Daaaaa," she said, earning a laugh from both Jimin and you.

"She's been so excited to see you," Jimin informed you, pressing a soft kiss on the top of Hani's head and removing his arm off of you to keep it on your baby's back. You melt a little at the sight.

"I know, I saw the video," you laughed, remembering her cute tantrum.

"She's adorable. Hey, I just heated the pasta. Get yourself out of your work clothes first. I'll get this duckling to sleep." Jimin said.

"Buuuuu," Hani babbled.

That got you laughing again.

"She doesn't like it when you call her duckling." You told Jimin. But he just shook his head.

"Nah, it's her favorite nickname. Right, duckling?" Hani lifted her chubby arm to her father's face and pulled on his cheek. Jimin laughed and took her little fist, giggling because he knew your baby didn't like that but it sounded adorable and he said it was a perfect nickname for your daughter.

You shook your head again, watching them. But you had on a fond smile on your face.

"I'll just shower and then I'll eat and help you with getting her to bed," You dropped your mouth on Hani's temple and she let out an adorable sound again. It made you smile harder. "I love you, baby girl. And you too," you looked at Jimin who was already leaning down for a kiss again. You gave it to him in an instant.

As you walked towards your room, you couldn't help but turn to your husband and daughter again, watching them for a little while while they had their backs on you and Jimin was singing a new nursery song they were learning together and Hani trying to imitate the sounds coming out of her father's mouth. Jimin laughed and then told her she was the best singer he'd ever heard, and as if she knew what he meant, she let out a happy shriek in response.

You could've burst in happy tears right at that moment.

In your career where you were used to broken relationships, you were glad you could go to a home that was not only a four-corner space that you happened to reside in, but a place where your heart truly is. A place where you had a husband who was caring and loving, good at communicating, the best partner you could ever ask for, someone who took your marriage seriously. Someone who loved you so much and put such big importance on your little family.

You were so relieved to have a shrieking Hani to welcome you home. A husband who kissed you home. A place surrounded by love and healthy relationships.

It was a hard day at work. But you were glad to come home at the end of your evey day.

#jimin fluff #jimin scenarios #jimin smut #jimin imagines #jimin x reader #jimin x you #p; drabble requests #e: 1k milestone

[uweiy]

Original Content Masterpost

because even I can’t find my own damn content on this damned website.

*All fics mentioned are directly on Tumblr unless specified otherwise

The Untamed

Gifsets: Wwx and rooftops /Wangxian and jc being done part 1, part2, part3 / Yiling laozu /At Nevernight I wasn't by your side / I broke my promise /Bunny lanterns 🐇 / Lwj understanding the golden core thing

Fanart: Wwx flower boy mini comic / The red undergarnment / Song Lan / It snows / Yanqing and books

Memes: Is this... 🫱🦋🐦?/ Stabbing yourself in the heart /Picture u can hear /Y'all deserved better / Alignment chart / Tag urself (the untamed characters as people in my classroom ft. Stickmen) / The Untamed character generator

A lot of Textposts-y memes:

Wwx introducing himself and lwj / wwx translating lwj microexpressions / he'd marry you if you asked brother / wwx chugging a whole jar of ??? / Wwx no / there is no cure / Jiang fengmian loves his sons equally / lqr at wangxian wedding / wangji this is not allowed / I'm cold / get the hoe / I wasn't drunk / wen Ning is precious / shut UP / good morning :D

The juniors shenanigans: Jin Ling adulting / *sneaking out*/da headbands very precious yes / fairy climbs a tree

Fics

Xicheng Trying to hold on to you (1.6k, hurt/comfort), you confused me with a fucking dog (1.6k, College AU), They were roommates (10k, college AU)

Wangxian: Night of shooting stars (1.3k,Star!Lwj), Those who bleed (600 words, angst)

Other: Dangling Accessories (1.9k JC&Jin ling, Wandering Heart (Yanqing, 1.5k) Mianmian's Education course (Jc &wq, 800words) Alive (wwx-centric, drabble), Ouyang Zizhen at yi-city (<1k)

More detailed Cql-fic masterpost (with summaries) INCOMPLETE. Or read them in the AO3 collection (username Namariae).

Talks and other stuff

Yanqing 😍

The Untamed rewatch

2019 top 10 favourite posts / 2019 top 10 most popular posts

Cql OST / Beyond Control (LXC Character song)

Ask game

Cultivator conferences = disaster

Mriad

Posts: Chuyao being gay / Chuyao still being gay / list of things Lu Yao stole from Chusheng / Seriously so gay / go make me coffee

Fics: Empty space(filled with flowers) / All that glitters (ao3)

The Devil Judge

Beyond Evil vs The Devil Judge

Textposts: Get the fuck outta my house / Noo don't check me out ahaha / the Gaon Judas imagery

Gifs: *homoerotically pushes you against wall*I heard you live alone / the Kang Mansion / undresses you to tend to ur wounds

Fic: Rightful Place part 1 (Gahan)/ Rightful Place Masterpost

Love is Science

What the fuck is Love is Science?

Gifs: Ouwen's oh shit moments / Mark panicking bc gay / Shen Ying imitating a Sloth / that kiss in the gym / Ouwen pretty ✨ / Lee Mark's outfits are bisexualcore / love is in the little things

Memes/Other: Savage Ouwen / u're reasonable but ur friends are dumbasses /

Fic: The Mark/Ouwen sickfick no one asked for (domestic)

Recommendation lists

Top 5 BL shows I like

I have nothing to watch (yes u do)

Other:

Pile of Goop Aoki (Kieta Hatsukoi) / Rainless love in a Godless land / To my Star cooking (To my Star) / The 6 stages of Tumblr / Hanahaki disease prompts(?)

>📺(more or less) Current Watchlist

___

Other interests

Lotr

Viggo Mortensen has chaotic neutral energy

Continued list of things Viggo did

I've only had Frodo for a Day and a half

What do we do When we are sad

Aragorn you go king

(Discussion)Why does Gandalf love hobbits so much?

The Clearest diamonds (Bagginshield, AO3)

Stranger Things / The Sandman

over at @grabyourpillow

#masterpost #uweiy #formerly known as untamedweiying #the untamed #cql #the devil judge #beyond evil #tdj #gahan #jwds #love is science? #markwen #kieta hatsukoi #cdrama #kdrama #to my star #rainless love in a godless land #lotr #the sandman #stranger things #fanfiction #ok I feel like I cleaned my house :D

[sangoqueenkoko]

DRABBLE MASTERLIST

MAIN MASTERLIST

‼️ - contains mention of blood etc, or angst

what is a drabble?

a drabble is a short work of fiction of precisely one hundred words in length. the purpose of the drabble is brevity, testing the author's ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in a confined space.

however, here, it’ll be more than 100 words!

am i taking drabble requests? nope! not yet at least… (number and character)

drabble ideas main post! (non-original content)

If you like, please leave a heart and maybe reblog🥺

Posted in numerical order!

kaveh

524 words, drabble prompt: page 1: #8 = “how do you become accidentally married?”

Warnings? Mention of what could be blood (but it’s actually red wine)

part 2

1k words.

Warnings? Mentions of alcohol in general and of what could be blood (but it's actually red wine). Pet names mentioned (Honey, my Love).

chongyun

422 words, drabble prompt: page 1: #13 = “this is stupid. and kind of fun.”

Warnings? Nope! But Chongyun isn’t someone who I use a lot in game a lot! So, I’m sorry that it isn’t long.

kamisato ayato (coming soon, at risk of being rewritten)

698 words, drabble prompt: page 1: #14 = “Please tell me, this is not why you woke me up.”

Warnings? A sad and tired Ayato :(

wanderer

409 words, drabble prompt: page 1: #22 = “this is a stupid excuse.”

Warnings? Wanderer being himself at the end... sort of.

kaeya

290 words, drabble prompt: page 1: #29 = "where did you get the flowers from?"

Warnings? Nope!

kaedehara kazuha

503 words, drabble prompt: page 1: #37 = "is that my shirt?"

Warnings? Brief mentions of sea sickness, but nothing graphic! And a mention of a thunderstorm at sea.

neuvillette

757 words, drabble prompt: page 1: #50 = “it's not what you think it is.”

Warnings? Nope! At least, I don't think so.

arataki itto

825 words, drabble prompt: page 1: #70 = "not our brightest idea."

Warnings? Beans. Not really! Unless you’re an Oni. But seriously, there are no warnings.

events:

alhaitham

1.2k words, Valentine’s Day prompt: “i just asked (Y/N) out…”

Warnings? Two bad words (bastard and fuck)

own made up prompts:

wriothesley

621 words, prompt: “have a safe trip!”

Warnings? Nope!

Last updated: April 18th 2024.

#ELS RECOMMENDATIONS #drabble masterlist #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #gender neutral reader #genshin angst #Genshin fluff

[padawansubscription]

Bucket List | Watch Eddie Play

Pairing: eddie x f!reader

Summary: Eddie regretted calling your music taste shit after seeing a flicker of hurt on your face. But it’s too late. He missed his chance to apologize and can only hope that you show up to see him play. Part of the “Glimpses of Us” (chapter one) but can be read separately!

Word Count: 1k

Warning: language

Themes: pure friendship?? but there’s something more???

A/N: should i be working on my script application? yes. did i write this drabble instead? yes. do i hate myself? yes. please enjoy.

He said your music taste was shit. It was a joke, another off-hand comment as he watched you make your first mixtape. Because c'mon. You were adding 'You Make My Dreams (Come True) by Daryl Hall & John Oates to the tape. How can he not poke fun at you? But the genuine hurt on your face made his heart plummet and the regret was instant. He tried to apologize but you quickly schooled your face to a neutral expression before talking about the latest gossip at school. He should've apologized then and there. Music was subjective. He, of all people, should have remembered that. He was Eddie the Freak, after all. He knew what it was like to be mocked, yet he did it to you. Unintentional or not.

He owed you another night of Top Gun for the fiftieth time because fuck, you were obsessed with that movie. He suspected it had something to do with the beach scene despite your blatant lie about being interested in the Navy because "it's such a different world, you know?"

"Fuck me," he muttered under his breath as he shouldered his guitar on the stage of The Hideout.

"You good, dude?" Gareth asked as he assumed his place behind the drums.

"Yeah, just peachy." His eyes roamed the crowd. It was his usual Tuesday group, plus a couple of stragglers.

"Whoo! Eddie, let's go!" Someone shouted.

Eddie whipped his head to the entrance, finding Steve, Nancy, and Robin. No you. Shit. He must've royally pissed you off. He gave a small wave to the group as they walked up to the bar, and for a second, just for a second, he thought he saw you. But it was just another metalhead girl with whom Steve shamelessly struck up a conversation. Of course, he would.

The show went on and the band played their favorites from Deos, Anthrax, Metallica, and a few new songs from Metal Church's latest drop. He was covered in sweat, fingers strumming along his guitar. He felt alive, he was in the zone. Yet, every time he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but look over the crowd and feel disappointed all over again.

The set was done and he packed up his gear when Steve and the others approached. "Honestly, man," Steve shook his head, "I don't know what that was, but I have to give it to you. You were good."

"Yeah, that was...um, something" Nancy added on.

"What's that? The approval of the king and queen?" He bowed dramatically, "thank you, my lady!"

Steve and Nancy blushed at the sudden attention they were attracting. "God, you're so annoying," Steve muttered.

"How do you not go deaf after that?" Robin asked. "Because, like, my ear's still ringing?" She patted her ears. "Seriously, you guys don't hear that?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's deaf." 

Eddie turned to the familiar voice. He had to do a double-take because holy fuck. You were covered in black from top to bottom; an oversized Metallica shirt clung to your figure, tucked under a pair of leather pants. And were those chains on your hips and neck? Fuuuuuuuck. It's as if the air was gutted out of him. And you even put on eyeshadow! You! Makeup! And your hair was mussed with wax.

"You came," he swallowed.

"Well, duh" you sipped on your coke. "It's one of my bucket lists, remember?" You grinned and tugged at your shirt. "What do you think? Think I can fool the others?"

And it just hit Eddie that you were the girl Steve was talking to at the bar.

"Where'd you get that shirt?" he pointed.

"It's Gareth's!" you grinned, waving at the drummer behind him. "Wanted to surprise you. Because, you know, you already think I'm lame."

A pang of jealousy coursed through Eddie. You could've asked him. He had plenty of shirts you could've worn, but your last comment grounded him immediately and he knew better than to feel anything but guilty.

"You," he cleared his throat, "uh, you guys want to check out the green room?" He jerked his thumb to the back where his bandmates were already headed to.

"What's a green room?" Steve asked, brows furrowing.

"Oh, Steve." Eddie clapped his back. "There's so much you need to learn, young padawan. C'mon. You can meet the others."

"Pada-what?" Steve turned to Robin, "you know what a green room is?"

She shrugged. "It's green. So maybe it's, you know, got pot?"

Steve widened his eyes and the three continued their conversation, allowing Eddie to casually step back and walk with you.

"Hey, I'm really glad you came."

"Aw, you going to cry, Munson?" You had your usual shit-eating grin.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm serious," he said. "And, sorry. About, you know, saying your music taste was shit." He scrunched his nose at his choice of word. "It's not shit. it's just..." he searched for the word, "not my scene? Didn't mean to be a dick about it."

"Yeah, that was pretty dickish. But I do know how you can make it up to me!"

"Already ahead of you." He mirrored your grin, "Top Gun. Your place. Tomorrow after school."

You laughed. "Holy shit! We've been hanging out too much because that was pretty close. But no, it's something else."

Oh no. He knew that look.

"I want to request a song." You played with your hair, feigning innocence behind mischievous eyes.

"I've got a bad feeling about this."

"Just one song. Next Tuesday. By a certain Kenny Loggins."

"No, no, no! Don't you dare!"

"I want you to play Danger Zone."

"Really? Kenny Loggins isn't metal! You know that, right?" He frowned.

You inspected your black manicure and shrugged. "Up to you, Munson. But just so you know, this friendship is on its own, how should I say it?" You tutted, "danger zone."

"Oh, fuck off!" He laughed at your lame threat.

You gave him a lopsided smile. "Your choice."

He dropped his head back and groaned. "Either kill this friendship or my reputation, huh? Is that it? Fine. whatever. Just this once. Once!"

You nodded vigorously.

"Now," he leaned over, invading your personal space, "how'd you like the band?"

#eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fic #bringing my love for top gun in this #also i kind of want to dress up like a metalhead?

[milfgyuu]

Worth A Shot Pairing: Lee Chan x Fem!Reader Tags: >1k words, drabble, humor, feat svt besties. Warnings: alcohol & language. Hoshi is drunk and hilarious to everyone but Seungkwan, per usual.   Summary: The Mansae hair was bad. Admit it. I’m looking at you @dinoshii​. Stop defending it.

You’re not even sure how the conversation began. 

Perhaps it was when Seungkwan broke out the high school yearbook. Perhaps it was when Seokmin poured another round of shots because Soonyoung drunkenly demanded, “Another round for me and the whole bar!”, even though you were sitting in the middle of Jeonghan and Joshua’s living room, huddled on and around two very small couches and an old spread out futon. 

One minute there is light laughter and peaceful conversation and the next minute, all out chaos. 

As per usual, your boyfriend Chan is fighting for his life. “It was not even that bad!”

“Your mother cried when she got your senior photos back,” Seungkwan laughs hysterically, cheeks bright red from effort. “I’ve never seen a woman so distraught in my life.”

“Incorrect,” Soonyoung slurs, hanging off of Seokmin’s shoulder with glassy eyes and a shit eating grin. “Your prom date was awfully distraught when you tripped over the leg of that chair and tore her dress open in front of the entire school.”

Seungkwan’s features immediately stiffen and he turns on his friend with a glare, “Vernon spiked the fucking punch! I was drunk off my ass! Like you...asshole!”

The younger tackles the older, more inebriated boy to the ground and they go rolling off somewhere out of sight where no one pays attention. Joshua leans forward and grabs the yearbook off the table, snickering to himself and Chan’s eyes roll to the back of his head. 

He walks over and snatches the book out of his hand, “It’s seriously not that bad.”

“Whatever you say,” Joshua grins, taking a slow sip of beer while he secretly passes his phone over to Jeonghan who’s crammed into the seat next to him. The latter bursts into hysterics a moment later and he holds the phone up above his head. Tears nearly beaded up in his eyes. 

“How is this not bad?” He all but shouts, clutching his stomach with his free hand, “You look like someone cracked a hard boiled egg, painted the shell black, and glued it to your head.”

You tried so hard. Truly. Every ounce of control in your body honed in on the effort not to laugh. Of course Joshua took a picture before Chan could take the book away and now it will live in his phone, and likely everyone else who’s in the group chat’s phones, forever. 

Chan moves to stand up and you promptly tug him back down by his wrist. He obeys, but doesn’t stop glaring at the rest of his friends. “Baby,” You giggle, reaching up and forcibly pulling his face around to look at you, “Let me see it. I’m sure it can’t be that bad.”

For as adamant as he was when defending the haircut, Chan visibly grimaces and tries to cover it up a little too late. “Honestly, I have no idea what page it’s even on. Want something to drink?”

Two seconds later, your phone pings and you glance at the screen before looking up to meet Joshua’s smug grin. He’s having the time of life, even when Chan catches his face and then looks down at your phone where his high school nightmare is blown up. Full screen.

He whips his head back around. “Why the hell do you have my girlfriend’s number?”

“Jeonghan gave it to me,” He shrugs and Chan turns to Jeonghan. 

“Needed a new hairdresser and she has great hair, so I asked Boo for it,” The eldest chuckles, pointing at the culprit to which Seungkwan scoffs. 

“I got it from Soonyoung,” He rolls his eyes when Chan huffs and throws his hands up only to land loudly against his thighs. “Company bake sale,” He pokes his chest out incredulously, “She saved my life with a muffin recipe.”

Your boyfriend turns on Soonyoung who’s already smirking. “And you,” Chan says gruffly. 

Soonyoung pretends to be shocked at being addressed before he gives up the unconvincing act, laughing at his own antics as Chan continues. “Why do you have her number?”

Soonyoung winks past Chan at you though he’s three sheets to the wind and ends up blinking rather dramatically instead. “Because she’s pretty and listens to me when I have a problem.”

“So, it’s free therapy?” Seokmin half chuckles, the sound cut short when Soonyoung reaches for the bottle of liquor on the table and he’s forced to lunge forward to beat him to it. Not today, Satan.

“It’s more like, ‘heyyyy!~ am i supposed to put the detergent in before or after my clothes?’ or ‘I lost Seungkwan’s headphones...what are the top five places I could have left them?’” You laugh. 

“You lost my headphones? Again?!” Seungkwan shouts before flying at Soonyoung for the second (or third) time tonight and subsequently, poor Seokmin is caught in the middle. 

Once again, they are ignored and Chan is left pouting as he peers back over to see you looking at the photo. His hair is really, really terrible but what’s one little white lie in the grand scheme of things?

“It’s not that bad, baby,” You tell him with a soft smile, “I think it’s kind of cute.”

“Really?” He says hopefully and you nod your head with all good intentions making him melt against you adoringly. 

“Love really is blind,” Jeonghan whispers to Joshua loud enough to be heard but he’s ignored anyway. 

Chan kisses your shoulder and smiles at you sweetly. “You’re a filthy liar, but I still love you.”

You snort helplessly at being caught and give up. “It was worth a shot, egghead.”

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#Listen I LOVE HIM but that hair was DEAD WRONG and I literally wrote this bc my sister will d word defending this dinosaur egg hairdo #caratwritersclub #kwritersworldnet #kpopuniversenet #kdiarynet #I really do adore him tho- i wouldnt lie tho- no mercy in this house #lee chan fanfic #dino fanfic #svt fanfic #lee chan drabble #svt drabble #dino drabble #dino svt fanfic #seventeen fanfic #seventeen drabble #kpop fanfic #kpop humor #lana writes #drabbles

[yerion]

in your everyday life, you’re stumped with insecurities when dancing with your one and only boyfriend—jung hoseok. of course, knowing him, he eases those insecurities of yours with a touch of his lips.

pairing : jung hoseok x you.

genres : dancers au, fluff, suggestive themes.

content : dancer!hoseok, soft!hoseok, boyfriend!hoseok, neck kisses, conversations that give you diabetes and make you feel single.

a / n : belated birthday to our sunshine, hoseok! this is going to be a super short drabble to celebrate his 28th birthday! <3 literally love him so bad, i hope he had so much fun last night with the boys! anyway, yoongi is next... >:D

finale.

word count : 1k.

in your world, you consider jung hoseok the spice in your life.

watching your boyfriend’s eyes coat in shades of concentration and passion as he observes every single move he makes meticulously yet effortlessly to either the slow or fast rhythm of the music was something you desperately wanted to learn.

he sets your heart ablaze.

years of effort—which you easily consider worthless from your own professional perspective, still brought you to hoseok’s side as his partner in dance routines.

“still dwelling on it?” hoseok huffs out a deep yet shallow breath; one that’s completely fatigued from giving his all. “don’t be so harsh on yourself, baby.” he plops down next to you with his arms stretched out, palms flat against the floor, catching your gaze in the mirrors.

“you gotta be your own critique to improve, hoseok.” you shake your head at your own unpleasant appearance—for what reason is your hair so disheveled? you groan tiredly at the strands stuck to your face drowned in moisture. “how do you move like that?”

“we move the exact same—” he scoots closer, sliding himself across the floor as he stops behind your back. “—yet you dance prettier than i ever can.”

you burst into a soft chuckle as a means of crumbling at his words that ironically feel like they’ve been dipped into sugar. “pretty is the last thing i want to be when i’m dancing.” you whip your head around, “i want to be cool, like a certain somebody.”

“who may that be?” hoseok smiles playfully before twirling his finger in the air. you raise a sceptical brow at the sporadic gesture, and he releases a softer chuckle; eyes crinkled and nose scrunched. “turn around, maybe?”

you snort at his intended word play as you do as told—you turn back to the mirror, musing into deeper thoughts again to answer his question rather seriously. “jung hoseok.” is all you end up saying though.

“baby, come on,” he breathes out against your neck. you automatically roll your shoulders back at the tickling feeling—you didn’t expect him to come even closer. “what exactly do you envy of me?” he whispers, and his breaths in between land right against your skin—again. “enlighten me a little more, so i can help out my favourite person.”

“you’re always precise and sharp—” you come to a complete stop or a malfunction when you feel his lips press softly against your nape. you wince inwardly, and your rolled out shoulders wind back in and shrivels up at the tingling sensation crawling upon the most sensitive part of your body. “what the hell, hoseok?” you whisper harshly as you urgently scour the room and its windows, praying no one is around.

“keep going,” hoseok suggests huskily. “what else is there?”

you find time to roll your eyes at your boyfriend. he might be fishing for compliments for the fun of it and to ease your stress, but he never lets it affect his levelled ego. unlike the other stupid men in this world, hoseok stands in a place where his confidence doesn’t waver. he’s the only person that can make change to it, and you find that so fucking attractive till this day.

“you never forget a move because it’s impossible for you to miss the beat.”

and another one.

he plants another lingering kiss against a spot inches away from the previous, and you feel his fingertips glide across your spine to move your long waves of hair aside. your hair is clenched in his fist; you feel it all despite being blind to it.

“hey—” you turn around out of curiosity, now grasping his intention. you feel a bit of difficulty when turning, especially with his hands wrapped around your locks. “what if someone sees us?” you realise hushing him with your words is futile the moment you recognise his face filled with mischief.

“is that your concern?” hoseok clicks his tongue, “everyone in here knows you’re my girlfriend.” he then suddenly tilts his head upward in thinking. “if they don’t, that’d be the real concern.”

“dummy.” you mutter under your breath.

“is that everything?” hoseok asks again.

“you add flavour to basic moves, and i fail to do so.”

“have you seen yourself?” hoseok replies almost immediately. “all the things you’re saying are things you excel in as well.” he continues softly after one short breath, “you’re doing great.”

“it sucks i have such a sweet and talented boyfriend.” you sigh out dramatically.

“it sucks more to have such a gorgeous girlfriend,” he replies while gazing at you in the reflection of the two of you being rather cheesy in a dancing studio. “everyone’s staring at you like you don’t have a boyfriend holding your hand.”

“should we look into handcuffs?” you joke suggestively.

“in what way?” hoseok lets his arms fall; they curl around your bare waist as they eventually tighten, prompting you to naturally collapse a little against his force.

once more, you slightly sway your body around to hush his lips with a finger. “what if someone hears?” you stress every word with a tight smile gracing your features.

“i don’t mind.” he quips after you retract your finger.

you shake your head before quickly leaning in even closer to steal a kiss from his lips. “if you say so.”

at that, hoseok takes your initiation as an invitation.

hoseok tugs your body closer, causing your shoulder to clash against his chest clothed in a snug material. just when you release a gasp, you feel him snatching the exhaled breath by capturing your lips immediately.

he knows how unsuitable it is for him to be doing this, but he indulges into the flavour of your lips roughly, making it harder for you to even follow as his years-old girlfriend. your arms stay free, but you instinctively put them around his neck before he finds the chance to playfully nip your lower lip in between.

instead, you nip his bottom lip before backing away. “we’ll save the rest till later.” with your arms still locked around his neck, you angle your head to leave a short peck onto his cheek. “teach me first.”

“gladly.”

and the sugar in your life too.

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[niilue]

Hello! I Hope you're having a great day ^^!

For the 1k event , could I request a drabble with fem reader + Yor ( spy x family) with promt 6 + cw , virgin ,praise and pegging?

‧₊˚⊹ sub yor forger x fem! dom reader

prompt: "(character) first time"

cw; drabble, dom reader, femeale reader, virgin yor, praise, pegging words; 622 1k event

yor was literally the most adorable and sexy girl you had ever met. you couldn't believe the situation you were in, yor was asking you with her hands clasped together and her cheeks burning for you to take her virginity.

"(name) seriously, i want to do it with you..." she said a little shaky with nerves she was totally adorable.

you couldn't control yourself when you were with her, so this was more than a gift to you. 

you took her face gently and gave her a chaste kiss. "I'll make you feel so good, yor." you said close to her mouth, caressing her wet lips.

you guided her to the bed and as you undressed her you slowly kissed her and kissed and kissed her all over.

telling her how beautiful she looked today, touching her pretty hair, kissing her softly, so you could make her relax a little.

when she was in her underwear you lowered your hand down to her middle and found that she was wet. so fast aww.

"yor such a kinky girl, you're already wet for me? how adorable~" you teased, circling her center, stimulating her clitoris even over her clothes, feeling her getting wetter and wetter.

"aaa-aahg! y-yes-it feels... mhmmp, s- so good." yor mentioned looking at you with desire and teary eyes. she was so turned on by this.

"yeah cutie, you like it when i rub like this.."

yor moaned as you sped up the movements on her pussy, making them start touching her big breasts while she couldn't control her moans.

“cutie” you pulled down her panties and saw how wet and red her sex was, throbbing and eager for you to enter.

yor covered her face in shame while you just looked at her beautiful body without missing a detail.

you searched through your things for the strap-on and put it on as fast as you had ever done before. you put lubricant on the dildo, since you didn't want to hurt yor.

"okay bae, i'm going in, gently okay." 

you said and began to stimulate her vagina first with your fingers, listening to the soft moans. you did this for a while until yor seemed to have become accustomed to the intrusion.

you took the plastic dildo and placed it at her entrance. you looked at her asking for her permission and slowly began to penetrate her.

at first soft and slow, yor was shedding some tears from the pain and pleasure. "shhh, that's okay, you're doing great."

after a while yor was more excited than sore and she was whimpering for you to go faster. 

and without thinking you started to fuck her harder and deeper. the dildo was glistening with yor's fluids, she was so wet.

you bit your lips loving the erotic image of the girl. with each penetration her breasts bounced wildly in a swaying motion that your eyes couldn't stop. they had slipped out of her bra and her hard nipples were clamoring to be touched.

"more, more, (name), here..." yor was touching her clitoris while you kept on ramming her, increasing the pleasure.

"yor, what a good girl look at you, you take me so well. completely." you brought your fingers to her mouth. watching as she sucked them passionately. over and over again. getting them very wet.

she looked lost in excitement, strands of saliva running down her mouth as she said nonsense while still sucking on your fingers. it seemed she had an oral fixation with them.

"yor, yor, my pretty yor." you hummed, increasing your movements, the sounds of your bodies coming together along with your moans were all that could be heard.

"haaa (name), am i a good slut for you?"

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[leviiattacks]

cashier levi was SO GOOD could you maybe write a drabble sort of thing about levi explaining why he likes reader or idk?????:?/?:? something cute i love cashier levi ☹️☹️☹️☹️

author note :: cashier levi has garnered many other cashier levi enthusiasts so here we have another addition to the cashier levi universe :-) if you’d like to read the original here it is!

word count :: 1k

“contact info? yeah the customer service helpline is listed on our website.”

“i meant could i get YOUR number?”

this woman who’s been flirting with levi for god knows how long is getting on your nerves. not because you’re jealous but you have things to do!!! people to talk to!!! netflix to catch up on!!!

she looks up at levi fluttering her lashes but he only purses his lips feeling the same annoyance as you

“when i am at work i am but a pawn used by ackermart ltd! if you wish to contact us please contact the customer service helpline.” he recites feigning an air of cordiality

“no i mean i am interested in YOU.” she really is incredibly persistent

levi huffs clearly seeing this is going nowhere

“how much will you pay me?” he asks

you’re just standing there waiting for her to get this over and done with so you can purchase your pastries from the store bakery and go

“payment????” her response has you biting back a laugh. she probably didn’t expect that

“well yes. i am an asset to this company. you can’t steal me away without upping my salary.”

“you know what–” she starts up burning in simmering anger

“fuck me? yeah i figured. have a nice day!” levi offers her a displeased smile before gesturing towards the exit

without a second to spare she storms out and it’s safe to say you don’t think you’ll see her swing by ackermart any time soon

levi turns to you and shrugs “people who flirt with cashiers are so odd??? go to a club, flirt with someone who isn’t working.”

you blink feeling confused because well, you and levi are literally in this weird inbetween of “hey i have a crush on you” and “when do we actually date...?”

and the reason for that is literally because you started throwing subtle hints at him and flirted whilst he was at work.

it’s probably the sad distant look in your eyes that makes him realise but levi soon notices the implications of what he’s said and takes back his statement.

“oh no, not you though peaches. that rule doesn’t apply to people i like.”

you feel your cheeks flaring up and look away. maybe you’re annoying, or maybe you’re just a HUGE bet amongst the staff members

you frown thinking of levi and all of the part timers gathered around a table plotting how to make you fall for him just for the fun of it

no... sasha is way too nice and would never let that happen. you’re just overthinking stuff because you’re now feeling insecure.

“oh yeah i know that.” you mumble. he scans your box of croissants then moves onto a jar of nutella all the while glancing up to observe your facial expressions

“hey, are you seriously thinking that i hate talking to you or something?” he asks. to be honest he does seem completely bewildered by that idea.

when he says that you jump back completely surprised that he’s somehow pieced together your thoughts.

you turn around even though you know no customers are around to eavesdrop. you always come in right before closing (don’t worry you’re never obnoxiously late or anything)

“yeah because i don’t know what even made me different that you wanted to reciprocate. this is really dumb to worry about but it felt weird that’s all.”

levi hums and crosses his arms over his chest. staring up at the ceiling he thinks hard for a moment.

“i liked you already so when you started flirting with me i reciprocated. who wouldn’t?”

“who wouldn’t reciprocate or who wouldn’t flirt with me?” you question, it’s not really relevant but you’d like to know

“both.”

“WAIT A SECOND.” you’re in disbelief, his words only sink in now

“YOU CRUSHED ON ME BEFORE I CRUSHED ON YOU?? NO WAY WHY??” you’re leaning over the cash register face directly in front of levi’s

you’re beaming and he thinks this is probably the most confident he’s ever seen you around him. you’re pretty bad at maintaining eye contact but now you’re intently looking right at him and wOWW were your eyes always this pretty??

“i, well. before i started manning the cashier i saw you around and you were really sweet.”

“elaborate.”

you’re going to need him to elaborate because you can’t remember doing anything out of the ordinary.

“you offered to help stack the shelves when jean fell off the step ladder.” he pauses thinking again and digs through his memory

“and when you paid for someone else’s shopping and took items out of your own basket so you’d be able to do it. i don’t know okay you were just WARM.”

“warm?!?!” you ask now standing on your tiptoes leaning even further into him. your heart is BACKFLIPPING right now

“you make people happy.” levi’s now broken eye contact and looks to the side, it’s not because he’s uncomfortable he really just has no clue what to do when your hot breath is fanning onto his cheeks and you’re this close to him

“okay i feel better now!!” throwing your arms around his neck you awkwardly hug him, the cash register jabs into your side slightly but you take the pain, levi’s really good at hugging actually AND if anyone’s warm it’s him!!! not you!!!

you stay like that and he pats your back. you’ve never been this close to him and you find that he smells of mint. it suits him.

but of course connie has to interrupt as per usual!!!

“LOVEBIRDS AT TILL NUMBER FOUR I REPEAT!! LOVEBIRDS AT TILL NUMBER FOUR!!” his voice blares through the speakers and levi tries to escape your embrace most probably wanting to take mic privileges away from him

“let’s stay like this for a bit” you whisper into his neck and he stops moving and sighs choosing to give in.

“fine.” he mutters.

“but only because you asked.” levi draws circles into your back with his index finger and you know what? whatever you and levi are doesn’t matter in this moment. there’s absolutely no need to rush and label things yet

and if you had to choose a label to give him it would be warm

levi is officially your warm person

and you’re his :-)

#leviiattacks #aot #attack on titan #levi x reader #levi x y/n #snk #aot fanfiction #attack on titan levi #levi ackerman #levi #levi headcanons #cashier levi #levi scenario #levi fanfic #levi fanfiction #levi fluff #fluff #aot fluff #snk fluff #levi ackerman fanfic #levi ackerman imagine #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman headcanons #aot headcanons #aot imagines #ANYWAYS!!! i love cashier levi >:)