#and that my room is messy and im just lazy and not doing the things im supposed to
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𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲.
➞ pair: yoongi x female reader.
➞ word count: 1k
➞ synopsis: "yoongi and reader making a meal together for yoongi's parents" with a little bit of a domestic twist.
➞ genre: established relationship, husband!yoongi, dad!yoongi, just fluffy fluff fluff, they cook together, dad!yoongi, nothing goes wrong, dad!yoongi, just pure happiness, they also call it tooth-rotting fluff lol, did I mention: DAD!YOONGI ???, they have a babygirl uwu <33
➞ A/N: first off, thank u anon for sending me this super cute prompt, I loved it and had sm fun writing it!! second, EID MUBARAK TO MY FELLOW MUSLIMS OUT THEREEE <3 this is my lil gift for yall on this eid. it wasn't supposed to be this long tbh, and I haven't written anything for over a month, so, sorry if this is kind of messy and all over the place??? im trying to get my sht together again. but I really liked the prompt and!!! had to write it!!!! kkk enjoy bbys <3
ps. any form of feedback is reallyyyy appreciated. I live for compliments :) !
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It was one warm spring morning.
Yoongi was back from a long series of concerts just a couple of days ago. Grateful to be finally home with the two people that mean the absolute world to him. Your cat was purring on his chest as the two of you laid on the bed, enjoying the quiet of Saturday that had just begun, when his mother called to announce that, later that evening, she and his father would be coming over.
One thing led to another, and there you stood with your husband in the kitchen. One was chopping ingredients up by the stove, the other handling a mixer. Your two years old baby girl, Nara, was sitting in her high chair somewhere away from the oven and any other harmful thing. What used to be your favorite playlists playing ever so softly in the background as you fixed yourselves your favorite meals, together, was replaced with the mindless blabbering of your sweet baby girl instead, playing with the wooden spoon you had given her to play with some minutes before.
“Is this good?” Yoongi dipped the tip of his finger into the mixture he’s been working on, and carefully brought it up to your lips. You hummed in satisfaction as soon as the flavors hit your taste buds, a little bit taken aback at how he nailed your mother’s secret recipe only in the first try, “Great. You’re getting so good at this, Yoonie. I think you should take over kitchen duties very soon.”
He snorted, “If that means I’ll never have to do the laundry ever again, then sure.”
Feigning annoyance, you hissed at him, “You’re so lazy.”
“No one likes doing laundry, honey. Not even you.”
"You're so annoying."
Your daily bickering banters were disturbed by the sound of his phone ringing from the other room. He left to take the call, leaving you with your noisy little baby. The chef hat she had on her head–Yoongi's idea, by the way, along with the tiny apron she wore as well–was almost too big on her. It made her look a thousand times more adorable that you immediately started grinning and cooing when she looked up at you.
"And what about you chef? Are you having fun?"
She balled her fists up and raised them in the air, wiggling in her seat to let you know that she wanted to be picked up. Being the ever so whipped mom that you were, you scooped her up in your arms right away, and peppered kisses all over her chubby face. Her giggles seeped through your skin and locked into your bones, aching with a sickeningly utmost adoration.
“Mom said they’re almost here.” Said Yoongi upon entering the kitchen, putting his phone atop the table and smiling as soon as his eyes fell on the two of you—his girls.
“Are you being a good chef assistant, baby?” He cooed, kissing her cheek, then leaning in to leave a peck on your lips.
“She’s been blabbering her life off the whole time you were gone." you hummed.
“Mom is going to have a good time conversing with her this evening.”
“We’re almost done cooking now.” You reminded him, “Honey, check on the oven please.”
“Right.”
A wave of heat hit his face as soon as he opened the oven, but he smiled once he checked on the muffins, “they are done.”
When he took the tray out and swiftly put it on the counter, Nara erupted in a fit of loud blabber, flailing the arm that clutched on the wooden spoon in the air and almost smacking your face in the process.
It had your husband giggling, of course. He couldn’t help but join in and engage with her blather, how could he not when he got such an adorable chatterbox for a child? “Huh, Nini? The muffins are done! Yeah!”
He took her into his arms, allowing you to go check on the stewpot that was still boiling on the stove, before bringing her to have a look at the tray of the mouth watering muffins, and cheered, “look!”
Your heart, yet again, swooned, almost oozing out of your ribs with how tight your chest grew to be at the sound of your baby’s joyful squeals. She was all excited as her daddy showed her around the process of cooking the dinner for her grandparents.
Nara was having the time of her life. For some reason, she's always loved being in the kitchen. Yoongi once made a comment about her becoming a successful chef, which then turned into a long, heartwarming talk about your daughter and her future. The gentle smile Yoongi had on his face throughout that was one to die for, especially when he sulked about not wanting your babygirl to grow up. His pout was so intense, you ended up engulfing him in a bone crushing hug for almost half an hour.
It was moments like this one that you wished were pictures so you could cut them up and hide them. Somewhere deep inside your heart. Forever. That's how you often found yourself observing and admiring every single interaction your husband made with your baby, and that’s how you ended up listening attentively as he continued to talk so passionately and earnestly with her, while simultaneously attempting to work with his free arm to the best of his abilities.
She, at one point, got so ecstatic that she accidentally thrusted her arm forward and hit him in the face with that spoon. But he only turned to look at you with an affectionate smile.
Struggling through a fit of giggles, you slipped the wooden object from her grasp and gave her a big kiss; making sure to squish her doughy cheeks—a trait that she definitely got from her father, “No more hitting mama and papa for you!”
The little girl’s squeaks only got louder as she reached out with her arms towards you, addressing you with more words of her very own and special language.
“Family hug?” you asked, glancing at a grinning Yoongi.
“Family hug!” He wrapped his free arm around you, bringing your body closer so that Nara could get a hold of you as well, then added, “but let’s make it a short one or else my parents are going to come to a burnt dinner.”
#yoongi#bts#yoongi scenarios#yoongi x reader#yoongi fluff#yoongi drabble#bts yoongi#bts scenarios#yoongi gif#min yoongi#yoongi icons#suga fluff#suga fic#bts suga#suga#bts fic#bts gifs#bts army
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Hiiii! May i request a mini fic where the femreader loves to play with jeno's hair. Can u add a little fluff to it? 🥹
I love ur fics so much! Thank u! 💗
thank uu for requesting!! feedback is greatly appreciated <3
pairing: lee jeno x fem reader
cw: none! unless ure like me and lovey-dovey couples trigger u lol im jk!!! no but writing this rlly had me kicking my feet cuz i can vividly imagine jeno being like this irl
wc: 500+
With the TV light casting a soft glow around the room, you tugged the blanket over your and Jeno’s bodies after feeling him shiver slightly, cocooning yourselves in its coziness.
"Why aren't you wearing a shirt? It's like -5 outside, babe," you looked down at your boyfriend, who was sprawled out on top of you on the couch. His arms wrapped tightly around your frame, seeking warmth in your proximity. You both were having a lazy day, watching the Bob Ross channel since you got called off work due to the snowstorm.
"I prefer your warmth," he mumbled, his voice sounding a bit slurred since half his face was buried in your chest. "Actually, you should take your shirt off too. I heard it's the best way to fight off hypothermia... skin-to-skin."
"Hypothermia is a bit of a reach, and please, stop being such a horn-dog for two seconds."
"Can't help it," he replied in a raspy tone, his slow blinks signaling that he was on the verge of falling asleep.
You smiled fondly, and your hands instinctively moved to his back, where you began to scratch. He groaned in satisfaction, and you could feel his leg twitch a little. It reminded you of a puppy when you rubbed its belly.
"You like that?" you inquired, and he responded with a contented hum.
Your hands traveled up to his shoulders, massaging his tense trapezoids. "Ahh, baby, that feels amazing," he slurred, his head growing heavier on your chest, a clear sign that he was relaxing more.
"Should've done this yesterday after your workout," you pointed out, your fingers expertly working the knots in his muscles. You noticed how tense he was and how he flinched a little when you pressed too hard.
He only managed a noise in response, lost in the bliss of your ministrations. Your fingers found their way into his messy locks, and he sighed contentedly. You knew he loved it when you played with his hair the most.
"Your hair's grown a lot," you said, grabbing onto a particularly long section.
"Yeah, I should cut it soon," he replied casually.
"You will do no such thing, sir," you declared.
He snorted at your sudden seriousness, but when you remained silent, he looked up and cooed at your frown.
"Baby, you said it yourself, it's getting out of control," he teased, laughing at your dramatics.
You rolled your eyes playfully. "Just say that you hate your girlfriend..."
His eyes softened, and he reached up to cup your cheek, his touch warm against your skin.
"You're so cute, and you take such good care of me, how could I ever hate you?" he murmured, his gaze filled with affection.
He raised himself slightly, leaning in to leave a soft kiss on your jaw. Your attempts to be fake-mad at him never lasted long, especially when he did sweet things like this. You reciprocated by pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. This led to a playful kiss battle, each peck and smooch more intense than the last until you fell defeated, collapsing into a fit of giggles when he playfully attacked your lips with his.
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#lee jeno#jeno x reader#nct jeno#jeno imagines#jeno scenarios#jeno fluff#jeno fanfic#lee jeno fanfic#lee jeno x reader#jeno x you#jeno x y/n#nct x you#nct fic#nct x reader#nct imagines#nct dream drabbles#nct dream x reader#nct dream x you#nct fluff#hyuckiereqs
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welcome to my new obsession: F1
long ass thoughts about daniel x alonso!reader (daughter) im talking like 4k
warnings: SMUT (oral – M and F rec–, fingering, anal fingering, PinV, danny being kinda rough) with barely any plot, danny and reader being sluts, not proof read in lazy, AGE GAP (reader is like 20) size kink
"Are you not gonna kiss me?" you asked after dancing with him for what felt like the entire night.
"How old are you?"
"Old enough to be in here"
"That's good enough"
He lowered his head to reach your lips and kissed you hungrily. It was messy and you both tasted like alcohol but you couldn't care less.
You weren't so sure of how you ended up waking up in his hotel room with your dress unzipped, bunched up around your waist and no underwear. You sat up for a second, trying to remember who you left the club with, luckily, an alpha tauri racing shirt was laid on the chair next to the bed. Considering that you had a 50/50 chance, you were pretty lucky to get it right. "Daniel?" you called from the bed.
"Good mornin" he smiled as he came out of the bathroom, still damp, hair wet and a towel around his waist.
"Not so sure it's a good morning when I don'tremember what happened last night. Did we fuck?"
“You better hope not cause i don't see any condoms around here."
"Daniel, are you fucking serious right now?" you ask, before putting on the t-shirt he just threw at you.
"I'm kidding, alright?"
"Then what the fuck happened? Why aren't my panties on my body?" you asked almost angry at how calm he was about this.
"Hey, hey, no need to freak out. I just ate you out, alright? But I guess you were too drunk because you fell asleep almost instantly after you came on my tongue and told me I was 'too fucking good'
"Oh god, I'm sorry, this is so embarrassing. How can you be sure that happened? You were drunk too"
"Well, you were quite unforgivable, babe, pulling my hair and grinding on my face. That and the fact that I can handle my alcohol." he chuckled.
"Don't fucking laugh about this, s'not funny" you hit his stupid smile with a pillow. "God, my dad is gonna kill me. He was afraid i'd get with stroll, you know, but this? This is so much worse"
“Why am I worse than stroll?”
"Cause you're like, almost 20 years older than me. this is so messed up. How am I gonna get out of here, there are people outside." it was your home town after all, people knew you.
“I'll figure this out, okay? just wait a second and stop freaking out."
You got up from the bed, taking the rest of your dress off before walking to the bathroom. the second you saw yourself in the mirror you started washing all that old make up off, you looked destroyed. as you looked through daniels things, trying to find a face wash or a moisturizer, you heard him on the phone
"Hey, Lan, can you do me a favor?"
"Sure, mate, what's up?"
"Is your girlfriend with you?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Do you think she could borrow yn some sneakers and like, training shorts or something?"
"Why on earth are you calling about yn?"
"Well, we kinda had a thing last night and now she's like, stuck in here, only in her party dress."
"Are we fucking talking the same yn mate?"
"I would think so, yeah"
"Are you taking a fucking piss?"
"Not at all"
"Oh this is so messed up. you fucked your coworkers daughter?"
"Kinda, and i don't see how this is messed up"
"Mate, how old is she?"
"She was old enough to be in the club"
"Can you just cut it? who the fuck are you telling about us?" you came out of the bathroom, done with his conversation.
"Just Lando, I'm trynna help you out here" he told you before talking back to his phone "can you just please ask your girlfriend for the clothes? Thanks, I'll be right there." he ended the call, laying his phone on the bed as you stood right in front of him. "Don't be mad at me, alright?" he pulled you closer, in between his parted legs, and kissed your love handle, over the shirt. you ran your hand through his wet curls, locking your fingers in them when he grabbed your ass. "Dan?"
"Yeah?" he looked up at you with bright brown eyes.
"Think i can make up to you for last night?"
"Would love that, yeah"
You straddled him, hands meeting his cheeks as you kissed him. His arms wrapping around your waist, making you grind down onto his towel. You could feel him growing against you as you let the texture of the towel catch your clit. You really tried to drag out the making out but after a couple of minutes his tip as aggressively poking your thigh. “That was quick" you tease and you slide off his lap, going on your knees in front of him. You unfolded the towel that hung around his hips and almost didn't believe what you saw. "Fuck" you sighed.
"What's wrong, baby?" he teased, looking down at you and brushing your hair off your face.
"You could've given a warning" you joked before wrapping your hand around his base, leading it to your lips, you spit on the tip, using your other hand to smear it all over him, his cock so thick he fit perfectly in your fist. You started pumping slowly, looking up and holding direct eye contact with him, starting to feel hot under his stare. Your hand moved loosely around him, your palm feeling all the prominent veins of his cock before stoping at the base so you could leave a kiss on his tip.
"Stop teasing, love." he complained, slightly bucking his hips up so you took his head into your mouth. You did, gladly, sucking hardly on it before going all the way down. You couldn't quite take all of him in your mouth but you came close, the move making you slightly gag around him. You pulled away, pumping your hand while you recovered from it. You swirled your tongue on his tip, watching as he threw his head back, hands becoming fists that propped him up on the bed, you let your mouth slide down on him, always taking everything you could. Every time you had to pull away to breathe, your hands made up for it, either pressing your thumb down on his slit or running your palm against his sensitive head.
"Fuck, baby, feel so good, 'm so close" he groaned as you popped off his length with a disgustingly erotic sound, string of saliva connecting your bottom lip to his tip. "shit"
"Want you inside me. please?" you asked, taking your spot back on his lap.
“If someone ever says no to that question, love, they're going insane." he smiled against your neck before kissing down to your shoulder. His hand went back down to your ass, lifting the shirt you wore and spreading your cheeks apart, his long finger reaching for your opening. he circled it, spreading your wetness around before dipping into you, making you wiggle your hips till you got used to the feeling. As much as you just wanted him inside you, he barely fit in your mouth so you knew this was necessary. When he slipped the second finger in, your head fell onto his shoulder and as a gagged moan fell out of your lips you felt him smile against the skin of your neck.
“Think you're ready, baby?" he whispered in your ear and you nodded. Daniel pulled his fingers out of you, reaching for a condom on the bedside table and putting it on before lifting your hips till his tip tapped your hole. His hands on your ass started lowering you onto him, you were unbelievably tight compared to his girth and it had you squeezing him so good.
"Dan" you called, face buried in his neck, hands running through the short curls at the back of his head, "so fucking big." you sighed as you tried to make him bottom out inside you. he couldn't help but chuckle against your neck, he already knew he was too big for your petite figure but you were not giving up on taking him whole. You felt bad enough for using him the previous night, you needed to make him feel good.
"Don't need to take it all if you can't, baby" he said before laying back on his elbows, watching you struggle as you took him in, a smirk never leaving his face. When he finally watched himself bottom out in you he sat back up.
"Doing so good, didn't think you'd be able to take it." he whispered to your lips before crashing them against his.
Daniel lifted your shirt till he met your tits and started to give them attention, kissing and sucking, kneading and bitting, all of it borderline overwhelming as you were still getting used to him inside you. He had both of his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you as close as he could as you started grinding against him. He was sucking on your tits so hard, making you wetter by the second, as he moved his hips to meet yours.
"Dan, fuck, feel so good, so big" you whispered against his lips before kissing him, it being so deep and intense that you slowed down your hip movements. Daniel, however, made sure to increase his movements, fucking up into you. even though you were the one trying to make up to him, he was the one who seemed to be doing everything in his power to make you feel good.
With a particular thrust, you let a moan out into his mouth making him part the kiss and take his lips down your chest again. the attention he was paying to your boobs was driving you insane, all the kissing and sucking being almost too much. your moans becoming louder with every thrust of his as he let out groans against your skin.
"fuck, so fucking close, cmon, baby, don't stop." he said in your ear, making you shiver. you sped up your bouncing on his lap and started clenching on purpose around him. it wasn't long before he came with a deep moan in your ear. Barely taking time to enjoy his release, he flipped you over onto the bed, one hand beside your head, holding himself up and the other right down to your clit, circling it as he trusted a few last times into you, his softening dick still making you feel full. "come for me, baby, need to make sure you're done too" he whispered.
"so close, just a little more, please" you begged and he thrusted into you one last time, making you cum. he immediately fell on you, burring his face in the crook of your neck as you came back from your high. “‘kay, get off, still need to get out of here."
"yeah, okay. i'll just get dressed and i'll get you some clothes." He flipped off you, pulling his towel to cover himself again.
"have you seen my phone?" you asked, looking around the room. he handed it to you, along with a charger and pointed to the outlet by the bed.
You watched him get dressed as you waited for your phone to turn on, his muscles on display for you, gradually being covered by some shorts and a tshirt, leaving most of his tattoos uncovered. You couldn't help but let your eyes wander around his body, his muscles, his hair and his nose, you pressed your thighs together at the thought of riding his face and pulling his hair, having his beard scratch your legs, god, you wish you weren't so drunk the night before to remember how good he was.
"be right back" he warned, pulling you out of your daydreaming before leaving the room. as he left, you decided to get up to take a shower, you still smelled like alcohol and daniels cologne from the night before.
While you were in the shower daniel headed to landos room, knocking on the door when he reached it. "mornin' mate"
"did you fucking do her again?" Lando accused as soon as he opened the door, noticing his friends smile and his flushed cheeks
"none of your business, dude." he pushed lando on the shoulder. "thanks for the clothes, though, really saving my ass here. see you later, yeah? still coming with me?"
"sure, see you" he said, clearly just trying to get rid of daniel.
and he did leave, walking back to his room with the shorts and shoes in his hand. "m back, got your clothes" he laid it on the bed before starting to collect his things from the room.
"thanks" you said after coming out of the shower in your towel. you got dressed, annoyingly going commando since you couldn't find your underwear anywhere in his room, and started collecting your stuff too. “think i'm good to go"
"wait" he stopped you "here" daniel placed a cap on your head, tightening it and handing you sunglasses. "ll make sure you get your dress and shoes back, 'kay? will you be in spain?"
"course, but only on saturday. ill text you the place when i get there, so, like, check your dms or something" you commented already going out the door and checking your phone to know where you'd be meeting your dad.
the next time you saw daniel was on monday afternoon.
you went to a coffee shop at the airport after saying goodbye to your dad for a week. he was walking past and stopped immediately when he saw you, approaching your table and asking if he could sit.
"sure, go ahead" you weren't exactly happy about the situation, still afraid this would get to your dad, he wasn't opposed to you dating anyone but, this was his coworker and he was 15 years older than you.
"i got something for you. was gonna wait to give it to you later but i thought you might be needing it." he pulled a small piece of fabric from the pocket of his jeans and bunched it inside his fist before giving it to you.
the second you realized what it was you kicked his leg under the table. "daniel! for fucks sake, have you completely lost your mind?"
"just thought you'd wanna be wearing this again next time you throw yourself at me at the club."
"don't worry, won't be doing that ever again. wasn't really worth it, too much effort, not enough pleasure, you know?" you teased before taking a sip of your coffee.
"sure, keep telling yourself that. listen, i gotta go, see you in like, what, three days?"
"five" you corrected, also getting up from the table.
your next encounter was on saturday night.
Daniel had gotten pole position on quali and as of mandatory gone partying. It was actually insane to you how he managed to end up in the same club as you in a city as big as barcelona. maybe he saw your story and found out where you were but you didn't mind to check.
You were just sitting on the bar, mindlessly flirting with some guy that didn't have a single chance when you saw him. You decided to ignore, not minding his presence while you talked to someone else, but he reached you first. He walked over to you from behind so you didn't notice till his hand was discreetly on your waist, the guy your were taking to left as soon as he realized who daniel was.
"You gotta be fucking kidding me" you said, loud enough so he could hear it, slipping out of the stool
"Hello to you too." he smiled
"what are you doing here?"
"Celebrating. Got fucking pole position" he said, taking a sip of his drink.
"Are you gonna be able to maintain it drinking like this?"
"First and only" he lifted his beer bottle. "Wanna dance?"
Now Daniel wasn’t the best at dancing – though he did love to –, but when your hips caught his he knew exactly what to do, they followed yours to the rhythm of the music and his hands roamed through your body with yours on top. You danced through a few songs as Daniel tried kissing you, you denied, knowing that as soon as you kissed him, you’d want to go home with him.
“Just a kiss, c’mon” he whispered, beard scratching on your neck.
You shook your head, turning around to face him and taking his hand. “Just dance with me, yeah?” you smiled, starting to fold your knees and using his handhold as support, in seconds you were on the floor, twearking as you stared at him. You caught his lips moving as he cussed at the view, now if he didn’t go home with you tonight he would go insane. Daniel helped you up, watching you come up from the floor while swaying your hips.
“Stop playing me, we’re gonna do this or not?” he asked you with some level of dominance, something you found extremely hot on that moment. You nodded, pulling him away from the crowd by the hand, when you got out he just looked at the valet and in matter of a minute his Aston Martin was by the door. Daniel helped you into the car before settling himself.
“We can go to my apartment, it’s a bit messy cause i just got there today but, no cameras.” you suggested
“Is it close?” you nodded “lead the way.”
In about 15 minutes you were inside your house, he looked around as you kissed what you reached of his neck, his hands sat on your ass cheeks. “Danny, come on” you groaned against his chest as you unbuttoned his shirt.
“Just looking for somewhere i can fuck you, baby. Think i just found it.” he picked you up from the floor, caring you over to your couch and laying you on it. Daniel easily climbed on top of you, kissing on your neck and visible parts of your chest. Your legs wrapped around hism, making your dress ride up and pool around your waist.
“Dan” you whispered in his ear, hoping it would make him act faster. It just made him quickly grind down on you before going on his knees.
“Gotta make sure you remember how good i make you feel in the morning this time, baby.” he teased as he spread your legs, placing himself between them. Daniel hooked his arms underneath your thighs, settling you to be face to face with your heat. He blew against your aching core, sending shivers down your spine making you close your knees. “love the reactions your body has to me, baby, but keep these apart, wanna make you feel good.”
You threw your head back as your hands went to his hair, you ran your fingers through the curls and pulled him closer to you.He kissed your clit through your thong, smirking as he pulled it to the side and swiped his finger between your lips, guiding it to his lips and sucking on it. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you watched him do it.
“Daniel, stop teasing. Just eat me out already, please” you cried out.
He smiled as he pulled your panties down your legs. Daniel kissed and licked your thighs, ignoring your wish, the teasing driving you insane. Two of his fingers split your lips open, your wet cunt now completely exposed to him, he kissed around it, the creases between your thighs and your middle and the bottom of your stomach before planting a kiss right on your lips, anticipation killing you by the second.
“Danny, please. Need you now” you groaned not even thinking about how desperate you sounded, when he had barely touched you.
“You talk a lot less when you’re drunker, love. Maybe I should get some more alcohol in you before fucking this pretty cunt” he whispered as his fingers circled your hole, a sigh of relief leaving your lips immediately.
He grinned at your reaction before his lips met your heat again. They kissed your hole, tongue slightly dipping into you before making its way up. His flat tongue traced from the bottom of your vulva all the way up to your clit, lapping at it. His hand made their way up your waist under your shirt, trying to reach your chest but your shirt was too tight. “Off” he mumbled against your skin.
“what?” your question made him lift his head, letting you catch a glimpse of his lips, glistening with your wetness.
“Off. Take your shirt off.”
You pulled your top over your head, throwing it to the side before your hands made their way back to his hair. His fingers tweaked your nipples between them before palming your boobs entirely. He started fucking you with his tongue, penetrating it slowly as the bridge of his nose caught your clit, giving you the lightest of pressure whenever he moved his face around. His tongue left your hole when you stopped giving him reactions, mouth now working on sucking your clit.
“Danny, please” you moaned when his lips left your clit and started teasing by sucking on your lips. Your begging made him give up the teasing.
The tip of his tongue circled your clit before liking up and down your hole, his nose hitting your sensitive nub again. A soft moan left your mouth as he moved his head side to side, using his nose to stimulate your clit but he stopped as soon as you did. You looked down at him, about to complain but you caught a challenging look in his eyes and understood what he wanted. You started grinding your hips against his face, the pressure of his nose just perfect and in a couple of seconds he had you uncontrollably humping on his face.
“Dan, ‘m so close” you sighed.
He let you use him for your release as his tongue lapped at your dripping hole, the noises his mouth was making so unholy. His pants were getting uncomfortably tighter by the second, he needed you on his cock. Gladly, you, too, were desperate to have him. You came the second he penetrated you with two fingers, ridding down your high as he curled them inside you. His head left the space between your legs and came up to face you.
“Don’t go sleepy on me this time” he joked “wanna fuck you so bad.”
“Fuck, Dan. Let’s go to my room, please, need you.” you mumbled as he kissed your neck, hands snaking under your ass to lift you up. he effortlessly carried you inside, opening the door he guessed was the main bedroom and threw you on the bed. You giggled, watching as he unbuckled his belt and undid his pants before pushing his already unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders and taking off the tshirt he had under it. His hands looked for the zipper on your sparkly skirt and pulled it down, sliding it off your legs, leaving you completely bare in front of him. You pulled him down making him lay over you, holding his torso up with his forearms beside your head.
“Wait, wait, wait” he mumbled into the kiss, getting up again to take off his pants for good after kicking his boots away. He then laid over you again, kissing every single inch of your neck as you tried desperately to grind up onto him and feel his hardness. “so fucking impatient, you are. Have you got any condoms here?”
“Probably” you turned on your side, reaching for your bedside table and found a single one, handing it to him after checking the expiration date. You watched as he opened and put it on, mesmerized by how hot he looked in agony. Seconds later he was lowering his hips, finally penetrating you, his thick cock spreading you up and making your walls burn. “Fuck, Dan, so fucking big” your legs wrapped around his hips, driving them deeper inside of you.
Daniel groaned in your ear when he bottomed out inside you, the feeling of your cunt swallowing him being ridiculously overwhelming. His lips met yours as he started to grind onto you, hips building up the pace till he was pounding into you. All you could do was moan uncontrollably, if you saw the state you were in you’d be embarrassed but when you had his dick buried inside you it really didn’t matter.
“Daniel, please, faster” you begged, making his hips start snapping against yours. You smiled, feeling every thought slip out of your mind as he fucked your pussy, it hurt so bad but so good, you could feel the tears running down your cheeks.
When he lifted his face up from the crook of your neck he finally saw the state you were in. His hips slowed down reluctantly as he starred at your face. You were about to complain but he cut you off. “You okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, don’t stop, Daniel, please.” you kissed him to show that you were fine, making him speed his movements again. He tried carrying the kiss but your mouth started falling open in pleasure, just whining and mumbling in his ear, you needed more, apparently. So Daniel lifted his body up and threw your legs over his shoulders, shoving a pillow under your hips, you cloud feel every single inch of him as he snapped into you.
“Do you ever shut up?” he teased, annoyed with all the options you had to give on his performance. He then took his two middle fingers and pushed them past your lips. The sight of you sucking on the fingers of his tatted hand driving him crazy. Daniel felt possessive and controlling and you weren’t complaining, felt great having someone wreck you completely. His right hand traveled down from your thigh to your clit, circling it ferociously because he could see and feel how close you were. You came with a embarrassingly loud moan just after a few seconds of his fingers on you, squirting on him and yourself. It dripped down your folds wetting his cock and down the back of your thighs that stamped on his as he still snapped inside you.
“God, you’re gonna be the death of me.” he admired the view in front of him. His fingers were still in your mouth but not sucking anymore, your hands loose above your head, all your muscles shutting down as you let go of the tension that had been building up inside you. He pulled his fingers from your mouth, and his cock out of you before straightening his back “Flip” his hands each side of your hip helping with the transition.
He pushed himself inside you again, the burning sensation less intense now that he had already stretched you on his cock. His thrusts started slow, taking his time to pick up the pace and fixate his eyes on your body. Your head was laid flat on the bed as you arched your back to the maximum, he took notice of your hair splattered out on the covers, of your waist and how small it looked with his hand around it and lastly of your asshole. It was wet from your arousal and release, glistening under the lights and calling for him, he could see it clench around nothing.
Daniel moved his hand from your waist, taking it to his mouth and sucking and spitting on his thumb before folding over you, your back to his chest as he circled the finger around your hole. “Breathe” he whispered in your ear watching you nod before pulling away to watch as his thumb entered you. “Shit” he moaned, felling how tight you were around him, the overwhelming sensation of penetration making your cunt and asshole clench around him in a synchronized motion.
“Daniel, please, just cum, can’t do it anymore, too much.” you groaned against the pillow, feeling overstimulated and used. “Fuck, cum on my ass, Daniel” you whispered, knowing it would drive him insane.
“Fuck” he sighed before he pulled out and ripped the condom off of him, watching your gapping hole clench. The hand that had a finger inside you pulled you closer by the ass, making it rest against his thighs and he pumped his fist around his cock till his cum painted your back with ropes of white. “Shit, shit, shit. Don’t you fucking move” he reached for his pants and pulled out his phone, his thumb immediately making its way back to your hole so he could snap a picture. “That might be the prettiest sight of all, babygirl.”
Daniel pulled out completely, pushing your hip so you fell on your side, your body immediately curling up and shutting down on the mattress. You were a mess, spit covering half of your face, your thighs slippery with arousal and now your back covered in cum.
“Dan?” he hummed “there’s a small towel in my suitcase, right on top. Can you wet it a bit and bring it to me? Please?”
“Yeah, don’t worry i’ll clean you up. Just let me sort myself out first.” he was slightly out of breath too, you could hear it in his voice “Fuck, baby. You okay?” you nodded against the pillow. “Too week to shower right now, yeah? We can shower in the morning.” he said after seeing that your thighs were still quivering.
He got up from the edge of the bed where he was sitting and grabbed the towel from your bag before leaving the room. He came back a few minutes later with a bottle of water and the dampened towel. He dragged it against your thighs, lifting the right one so he could get to your messy middle. Being extremely careful with it he cleaned you up entirely, making sure to leave his cum for last to not spread it all over you.
“Here, got some water.” you sat up against the headboard taking the bottle from his hands. As you drank your water you watched him put his boxers back on and pick up his clothes from the floor, folding them messily and putting them on top of your dresser, his keys and wallet beside them.
“Daniel, just leave it. Turn off the light and come here. ‘M tired.”
He did what you asked and got under the covers, bringing them up to your chest as you laid with your back turned to him. He scooted closer and pulled you in easily with an arm around your waist.
“I’m a cuddler, gonna have to deal with that.” he smiled against your neck, leaving a small kiss before tucking your head right beneath his own so you were comfortably fit in his embrace.
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* pairing(s) : various hsr x gn reader
* prompt : kiss mwa mwa mwa (i dont write kissing this is an experiment)
* authors note : happy 1k followers & the fact my birthday is in 4 days! this little post is a treat and a thank you for supporting my ongoing journey as a writer. ♡ (i havent written more than 4 characters in so long T_T) gepard come home im begging you </3 (THIS WAS SO HARD TO WRITEEE IM SOBBIGNGGG)
DAN HENG's kisses are very short but he offers a lot of them, he's really nervous and he doesn't wanna show that so he tries to keep them brief. Like quick small kisses but he offers plenty so then you're happy.
However if you were to initiate a much longer kiss, he wouldn't mind. Just ignore how flustered he is, how hes mumbling under his breathe when you pull away and the small muffled noise he makes when you make contact again.
"Pretty.." Is probably what he's saying cause he'd have his eyes open to look at you and how pretty you look kissing him, and it makes his heart race and make him get even more nervous. He's kissing the prettiest person to ever live in his eyes, and hes just so HDHHDJSS.
I think GEPARD would religiously wear lipbalm, specifically flavored and specifically cherry. So when you kiss him, you'll get that very distinct and surprisingly comforting taste of cherry on your lips. It's built an odd addiction within you, kissing your boyfriend for as long as you could just to taste the cherry on his lips.
And how he looks when he's kissing?? It's engraved into your memory. How his cheeks and ears are turning red from fluster, how his usual stoic and serious expression melts to one of desire and pleasure as you two kiss in a random alley while he's on his very brief break cause what else would he want to do? Not be with you?
When you pull away he's PANTING for air, he's so flustered it's so cute and when you kiss his nose or anything of the sort he'll just cover his face and have to regain his composure for when he has to get back to work. His mind clouded with thoughts of when the next break may start, and he'll get to see you again and feel you again.
It also sparked this really weird thing to when you eat cherries, you miss your boyfriend. (actually with or without them you miss him)
JING YUAN is a man who plays with risks, actually he's more of a calculated planner (or he makes Fu Xuan do his calculated plans) but with you? And the way he's kissing you in an office with an unlocked door?
He's taking his time, almost inticing you with the idea of getting caught. Getting caught making out with the Jing Yuan during his most important work hours? You'd never admit it, but he knows that idea excites you.
He's very gentle though, intimate yet sweet with how he holds you and you rest your arms on his shoulder as he kisses you deeper and deeper. He even lets you play with his hair and when he opens his golden eyes to look at you with that desire-filled stare? You're melting.
"How'd your meeting go?" "Just fine."
I think CAELUS has really lazy and messy kisses, he's usually really busy and running around doing errands, so sometimes he just needs to unwind some frustration from working so much. He's making a mess of himself in front of you, desperate to just feel your kiss on his lips like a starved animal.
His hair is all over his face, his eyes filled with nothing but want, as he kisses you against his hotel room door the second he steps foot into the room. There's soft aggression as his noises are barely muffled by the door, you're probably trying to whisper something about people outside but he does not care at the moment.
However, the softest mumble of a 'Stop' will bring his actions to a pause. He respects you and never wants to do something you hate, so instead he'll settle with falling asleep like a cat in your arms. He may not be the most tame of the formerly mentioned, but he knows when to control it. <3
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getting high with jj in his bed and just giggling while he tries to make you laugh and kisses your face with a goofy smirk
you’re all wired up and bubbly whilst you lie your head on jj’s bicep, laid out next to him on his bed. he always made you feel like this, blazed or not — floaty and cared for, cheeks hurting as they push up, smiling hard. the rooms a little foggy still, the blonde only having put out the joint a few minutes prior. it makes everything feel like a dream.
“no, nope, shush.” he grins, hand connected to the arm you lay on wrapping around to cover your mouth which only makes another laugh bubble from your chest and vibrate against his palm. “if you bring that up, i’ll never shut up. you know how hard it is for me to shutup, as it is.” he laughs, nearly cutting himself off to yelp when you lick his hand. “gremlin.” he adds with faux shock.
“but i wanna know, oh go on jj please. you like when i say please, i know you do, pretty please?” you roll over so you’re right in his face, eyes all glazed over, pink and pretty. his grin drops into a lazy smirk, reeling his head back a little slightly so he can get a better look at you, eyes flickering in a triangle to your right eye, your lips and then your left. how could he say no to anything you ask of him right now?
“alright. yes, i do. god.” he chuckles, licking his lips as he drops a little more onto his back, staring at the ceiling in thought. you watch his side profile. “the first time we met?” he reminds himself, lips twitching into a grin again. “nah man, i can’t tell you that shit.”
“jj, i wanna know. im serious, look at me. very serious.” your high brain locks down into focus, concentrating on looking serious. in reality, you just look adorable — lips a little pouted and eyes squinted. he raised an eyebrow, eyes shifting to look at you and he bites down inside his cheeks to stop from laughing in your face. he knows how sensitive you are when you’re high.
“well, in that case.” his hand cups the back of your neck affectionately. you’re already warm there but you don’t mind. “i’ll tell you but,” he winces dramatically. “s’gonna cost ya, pretty girl.”
“dont have any money in my pockets.” you admit shyly, voice a little slow from the way your brain is swirling and swaying very slowly like an untouched lake.
“and i wouldn’t let you give me money anyway.” he fights up onto his elbow, staring you down. “gotta pay me with a kiss.” he proposes and you smile, dopey and happy — lurching forward to do so.
“th’s easy, jayge.” it comes out muffled against his mouth and he chuckled, rolling you onto your back and attacking your face with kisses. “agh!” you squeal, his lips tickling you when he nips beneath your ear. your heart swells at the low chuckle he lets out, pulling back to run a hand through his messy hair, staring down at you elated.
“i didn’t tell you how many kisses. you wanna know my inner most deepest thoughts, the things that ran through this little noggin the first time i saw you. that’s sensitive information, babe. gotta pay up.” he taps the side of his head in gesture, goofy and loveable as ever. you stare up at him, teeth clamped into your bottom lip as if to repress your smile from stretching across your cheeks and breaking skin, scarring you like the joker.
“thats fair.” you muse, the second you realise you’re just staring silently.
“oh you’re damn right it’s fair.” he plays with you, closing in on you to claim his payment.
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how to say I love you
Non Idol AU Taehyun x Fem!Reader Fluff! Established relationship
♡ Summary: sometimes you dont have to say the words "i love you" to get the point across
♡ Warnings: reader gets called a pretty girl/beautiful, taehyun being a cutie patootie, tooth rotting fluff!
♡ A/N: this is short!!! was originally gonna post kai next but since it was taehyun's bday (happy late birthday terrance) i had to cook something special up! i was worried about not being able to portray his personally correctly so im sorry if its a little ooc, please feel free to give me feedback on that <3 enjoy! ;w;
You were awoken by a pair of soft lips. "It's almost time for me to go, y/n" Taehyun mumbled against your forehead as the two of you lay in your bed on a lazy Monday evening. A shame really, you were taking the best nap of your life nestled into his chest as he watched a live soccer match on his phone. "Hey you, did you hear me pretty girl?" he nudged you at the lack of your response."Mmyeah.. I heard you. Just let me have this for a few seconds longer." You mumbled as you held your boyfriend tighter. Ignoring the soft sigh he let out, you focused on the soft fabric of his sweater. It was heaven with the combination of his scent and the warmth of his skin. Who needed a blanket when you had this all to yourself?
After about a minute of preparing for your favorite person's departure, you looked up to find that said person was dozing off himself.
"Sleepy baby.." you smiled admiring how someone who presented himself so seriously could look so endearing in a moment like this. This side of Taehyun was all yours. "Not a baby, but whatever you say." You caught the slightest smile appearing before his features became stern. "You know if I don't get home soon my parents won't like me coming over anymore" Taehyun scolded.
"Yeah yeah, I know.." you responded reluctantly as you slowly arose from the comfort of your boyfriend's arms. You huffed as you fixed your now messy hair.
Suddenly feeling how silent the room got, you realized Taehyun was still. Looking over to him you noticed he had an unreadable look on his face. "Tae?" you tilted your head at him.
He was staring at you, and although you could barely see it, his dark eyes were sparkling. Eyes that were filled with so much love and endearment that they highly contrasted the seriousness of the rest of his features.
Now self-conscious of how you looked, you rapidly began to brush down the rest of your hair with your fingers. "Hey, I know I look crazy but I just took a nap.. have mercy" you smiled nervously, not knowing what to do with the sudden attention.
Taehyun grabbed your fingers softly and pulled them away towards his chest. "No, it's not that" he began. You could feel his heartbeat increasing the longer you stared at each other.
"You just look so beautiful, it amazes me you manage to look so lovely no matter what you do"
You felt warmth creep across your face. How was he able to say that with such a serious face? He said it like it was such a common fact that you were always aware of.
"You- I- what?" you stuttered. Taehyun shook his head and let go of your hands to place his own on both sides of your face.
"You're beautiful" he stared, right thumb softly caressing your cheek. "I appreciate you spending time with me like this, even if we aren't doing anything specifically together."
In that moment it felt as if time had stopped as you and Taehyun softly breathed with with foreheads pressed. It was always your way of proclaiming your love for each other. No words needed to be said, all you had to do was look into those glimmering eyes and you could see things that words themselves couldn't express.
You couldn't help the flustered smile that grew on your face. Nodding your head you leaned in to kiss his cheek. Taehyun stood from the bed and offered his hand for you to take as he helped you stand.
Taehyun began softly tugging and fixing your his shirt, treating you with such care as if you were his own personal doll. "You should eat too, next time let's eat together okay?"
"Mhm, I'll make us something next time you come over" You grinned. "Though for now I'm really gonna miss you.."
"I know, I'll make it up to you, next time I'll see if I can spend the night" he smiled. "Hobak misses you, I'll be sure to send you lots of pictures when I get home, promise." your boyfriend said as he slipped his shoes on and you began unlocking the door for him.
"Sounds good thanks" you chuckled as you hugged him goodbye. "Text me as soon as you get home please" you mumbled as you inhaled his scent one final time. "You know I always will pretty girl." he patted your head and turned to his car. You waved as he drove off, smiling like an idiot leaning against the doorframe.
Taehyun wasn't the type to say I love you too often. That never gave you any doubts at all though. After all, with the way he looks at you, the way he treats you, he's saying much more than that.
He always managed to know how to get those words across without even saying them, even in saying "I love you".
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Hii im new here! Found your blog by chance and I love how you write! Would you be able to write wanderer x jealous!reader on valentines day? Lets say Wanderer has got a lot of admirers from the akademiya and reader is just silently furious abt it but doesnt say anything. When Wanderer finds out he fucks them nicely and praise them/ reassures them <333
Apparently I struggle to do angry jealousy, I just make it sad... but it's light this time! And soft.
Also it feels so weird writing Wanderer as a name??
Want to skip the lead up? Look for the NSFW sign that marks the smut!
Valentine's with Wanderer
Character: Top!Wanderer/Scaramouche
Reader: Bottom!Gn // Genre: Smut, angst
Cw: Classic Scara misunderstandings, praise/reassurance, fingering, soft sex, slight angst(?) it's more hinted I guess
Plot: A little // Word count: 1.9k
Valentine's Day: a day of love, gifts, and showing appreciation for your partner.
Usually, everyone tries to take the day off, freeing up their schedule so that they can focus entirely on the occasion, however it may be that they want to spend it. Which is why you were quite surprised to find yourself alone in bed when you woke up in the morning.
Now, that's not when you started feeling doubt. After all, maybe Wanderer, your boyfriend of the past few months, was in the kitchen. Breakfast in bed is a traditional start to Valentine's Day, and an easy way to get in anyone's good books. But, when you heard nothing after a few minutes of waiting, – no clanking of cutlery or slamming of cabinets – you just had to go see where he was.
Unluckily for you, all you could find was a little note, hastily sprawled and left waiting on the counter:
"I'll be gone for a while, don't wait up for me. I left you some breakfast in the cupboard, it might need heating up if you stay in bed too long, but that's not my fault...
–Happy Valentine's Day."
As usual, his handwriting is kind of hard to read; quick and messy. But, at least he did technically make you breakfast, even if he also alluded to you being lazy.
However, what most takes your attention, is the blotch of ink that splattered right at the end of "fault". It was as if he were hesitating to let go, to pick up the pen and leave it at that.
Which is why you felt oddly warm at the fact that the last part was perfectly legible and obviously had been written slower than the rest.
Even though you know Wanderer isn't particularly fond of outright expressing his feelings, you thought that surely, today of all days, he could push aside his own pride for you. Even just a little. Maybe that was too high of an expectation. His ambitions never let him take a break, so why would he take one for a made-up holiday?
Well... at least he's aware enough of your excitement for the day to acknowledge it first thing in the morning, even if he wasn't there to actually say it.
But, you knew that with Wanderer, everything would be awkward and touchy the first time around. You had to move slowly. Baby steps, you remind yourself, as you head back to your shared room to start getting ready.
It's only the start of the day.
...
You wish it weren't Valentine's Day.
Every street was lined with couples, each and every one of them holding hands, carrying flowers... things that you should be doing with your boyfriend right now.
And it didn't help that you felt like everyone was judging you for being alone, especially when most of them likely knew who you were dating. It's not like you hadn't seen them staring before now.
You couldn't blame them, really. Wanderer had shown up in Sumeru suddenly and didn't feel especially inclined to explain himself, so of course people would be curious. You just didn't like the way that their eyes would... linger after him. Even when you were there! And on the rare day that Wanderer was comfortable enough to let you hold onto him in public, the admiring stares turned to full-blown jealousy.
Now, what was wrong with that? Shouldn't that be an ego boost for you? You'd thought so too, at first. But then you realised that just meant they'd want to try and steal him from you.
You thought you could put up with it at first. After all, you knew that Wanderer wouldn't stand for anyone else touching him or getting in his way other than you. You trusted him just fine. You didn't trust the average Akademiya goer, though. They all seemed to think they were entitled to have whatever – or whoever – they wanted, just because they'd gotten into the prestigious school at all.
You'd tried to bring up your concerns to Wanderer about the whispers going around and the jealous looks you'd get when walking through the streets or halls of the Akademiya. Almost instantaneously, he shut down your complaints, finding the words so easily that it almost felt as though he hadn't even tried.
"Tch... they're annoying and only want to waste our time. Just ignore them like I do."
That response was actually exactly what you'd expected to hear, and while you were grateful for his straightforward answer, you'd wanted a more... passionate outcome. Something to show he cared.
That definitely isn't what you got, considering he didn't even look at you when he said it.
After that, you didn't want to bring up the same problem again. Especially not on Valentines Day, even though he'll probably come home having been confessed to over twenty times in the past hour alone. Okay, maybe you were over-exaggerating a little, but it really didn't feel like it to you. Plus, it's the day of love! You're allowed a little leeway for feeling paranoid, right?
Maybe this evening will be better, when Wanderer finally comes come.
...
As you walk through the door, you're instantly met with a faint smell that you recognised to be the lavender lemongrass scented candles that you kept around the house. Of course, this clued you in to the fact that Wanderer must already be home. But what solidified this, was that when you walked through the doorway, there he was, waiting for you standing next to a vase of beautifully arranged flowers. It was mainly made up of your favourite flower, along with some of the famous Valentine's flowers as well, such as roses, carnations, and even some daisies.
Most likely, it was thought up by the florist that he went to. But at least he knew your favourite flower, as well as followed the tradition of buying them for you at all.
Often times, it was unusual for him to initiate physical touch with you; even though he was comfortable with you, he still just wasn't used to it yet. Tonight, however, he seemed to have no trouble in walking right up to you, taking your hand to guide you into the living room, where you could both just relax in each other's company. The calming lavender lemongrass candles eased your mood quite well, and you were happy that your Wanderer had really tried for Valentine's day.
...
You had a lovely evening with your boyfriend, cuddling on the couch as you spoke in hushed voices about anything and everything (even if he was slightly apprehensive to start), the lovely atmosphere of romantic music quietly flooding through from the street.
And even though it had felt perfect, as you get ready to retire for the night, the candles having gone out a while ago, you can't help but feel the uncertainty from before start to overtake your thoughts again.
Resigning yourself to forget about it, you get into your side of the bed, your Wanderer already having been waiting for you to return. But he can tell that something in your mood has changed almost as soon as he lays his eyes on you again.
"What's wrong?"
"... Nothing."
He leans forward, showing his engagement. "Bullshit. If you don't tell me, there's nothing I can do to help you get over it."
"I just... those people from the Akademiya... they're still bothering me." You look down at your hands.
He sighs, closing his eyes for a second, "I've told you to just ignore them. There's nothing I can do to control how people think of you, or me, or us."
"I can't just ignore them!" You whine, "They're always looking at us when we're together... it's making me worried..."
At that, he looks over at you, his eyes scrunching as he thinks your words over. "Worried about what?"
Not sure how to say it, you move yourself to lay against him. Your back is pressed to his chest now, and the feeling of his warm breath on your neck helps to soothe your thoughts just enough for you to find the words:
"...I don't want them to take you from me..."
Now, it's Wanderer's turn to be silent. Now, he realises the mistake he'd made in telling you to just ignore those insignificant people; by ignoring the problem himself, he'd made you focus on it more. Of course you'd be feeling worried about this, he'd shut it down the first time you'd tried bringing it up.
You didn't need to just forget about it. You needed to work through it so that you could forget about it.
After almost a minute of tense silence, you're surprised when you feel his lips press gently to the back of your neck, accompanied moments later by his arm curling around you, pulling you ever closer against him. His hand rests over the place where your heart rests, while the other intertwines your fingers with his against your stomach, as if caging in the butterflies that start to flutter.
"Allow me to try again..." He presses a kiss to your ear before speaking again, "you don't need to think about them, or what I think about them." The hand on your heart shifts to cup your chest, your breath wavering when his hand brushes over your hardening nipples. "Because I'll never want anyone but you."
Then, the night is almost a blur.
Wanderer sneakily pulls a bottle of rose scented lube from under the pillow, liberally gathering some as he starts to stretch you out on his fingers. The scent slowly fills the room, intoxicating you on the heady fragrance, allowing it to pull you deeper into the moment.
He steadily pushes his fingers against the sensitive bundle of nerves inside of you, never slowing until after you've cum around his lubed up digits. Your hand finds purchase with the one on your chest, tightening your grip around him as you come down from the residual high.
He's whispering short encouragements to you while you collect your breath, the moans you'd been letting out dying on your tongue. Wanderer slowly lifts your leg, allowing him to guide his hard cock to finally, finally press against your hole, not making you wait to feel him as the slowly pushes in.
You don't need to adjust much, the lube and his attentive fingers having done the work well enough that only the comforting sensation of being full registers in your core. He starts thrusting when you signal that you're ready, his pace is easy and the power behind his hips is controlled enough to pull a soft moan from you with each stroke. It's different from what you're used to, but it's good. So good. And what makes it better is the hushed and stuttered, "I love you," and, "You're the only one that matters," that gets breathed into your shoulder as you both approach your shared climax.
The next morning, you wake up to find your Wanderer exactly where he ended last night; right next to you in your bed. You close your eyes contentedly, knowing you'll never have to worry about him being taken from you.
He's your Wanderer.
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DEVOUR ME — BLUE LOCK
feat : nagi seishiro, bachira meguru, kunigami rensuke, itoshi sae + isagi yoichi
♱ warnings — f!reader, cunninglingus, how they eat you out, all characters written 18+, clit slaps & a lil spit in kuni’s, face sitting in bachi’s and teasing in sae’s. / note. i can’t stop w these boys i love them sm <3
・✶ ｡ﾟ NAGI SEISHIRO
nagi eats you out lazily, bathing your clit in slow, mindless rolls of his tongue as he lets your legs rest over his shoulders — urging your thighs to close around his cheeks just the way he likes it. “hm, gimme more, angel. not done yet.” his words are muffled from where he’s buried himself in you, fingertips twitching to squeeze tighter in your skin as he drinks you up eagerly — eyes resting closed like he’s savouring the taste of you on his tongue.
“‘s it feel good?” the low tone of nagi’s voice sends blissful vibrations straight through your clit before he’s curling his tongue around your pussy, groaning when he feels the first greedy squeeze around the entrance to your walls that only feels like it’s luring him in. your thighs twitch to squeeze tighter around his head, pulling him deeper and he complies with a low, long groan before he’s sending you a lazy, lidded look when you breathe his name. “mhm! seishiro, f-feels so good!” you gasp with a tight tug at his hair as your fingers twist in the snowy roots.
“mm, pretty thing.” nagi breathes when he pulls away slightly to let his fingers cut up through your folds, spreading you lewdly before he’s leaning in to close his lips around your clit — suckling lightly as he slurps at your slick. the lower half of his face and chin are already soaked with you as he moves down, feeling his tongue dip past into your walls to explore what’s hidden beneath as he lets the muscle graze along the sensitive nerves — his nose grinding against your clit with every swipe as needy, breathless sounds fall from your lips. “don’t think ‘m ever gonna get bored of this, don’t wanna stop yet so jus’ keep givin’ it t’ me, baby.”
・✶ ｡ﾟ BACHIRA MEGURU
bachira was addicted to the taste of you truly, especially the feeling of you sitting on his face, humping yourself into the needy, messy ministrations of his mouth underneath you. he could never get enough, moaning just as loud as you are as he drinks up, he’d happily eat, drink, breathe your pussy for the rest of his fucking life if he could. “grind down on my tongue, baby. mmm, come on~ wan’ you to use me, mkay?” he whines as his fingertips squeeze deeper at your hips, rocking you against his mouth as his sharp eyes send you a teasing, needy look from between your thighs.
his hair is mused from your hands, cheeks flushed as he buries himself in you — the pleasurable vibrations of his groans against your cunt making you twitch and grind yourself down onto his tongue at his request, but that only seems to spur bachira on even more. “mhm, y’re so greedy—fuck! pussy’s so wet, baby.. do i make you feel that good, yeah?” it’s so lewd, the way he’s slurping and smacking at your slick, moaning shamelessly at the taste of you as his eyes basically roll back into his head before he’s greedily pushing himself deeper to feel more.
“gimme more, y’re not holding out on me.. are you? no fair, baby. gotta cum for me, kay?” one short look over your shoulder would let you see the way bachira’s basically humping the air with how much you’re turning him on right now. his need is evident in the mindless babbles he’s burying in your cunt as he nibbles teasingly at your clit before bathing the bud in kitten licks, almost singing his next words against your folds. “not gonna stop ‘til im done~”
・✶ ｡ﾟ KUNIGAMI RENSUKE
you’d known kunigami had a bad game by the way you heard him groan as he slammed the door of your apartment behind him, his eyes hooded and dark as he trudged into the living room to be met with your figure sat on the couch in his shirt, the sight pulling an almost animalistic growl from the huge man. but now, you don’t even remember how many times you’ve cum, you’re too focused on the way you feel his thick fingers curl inside of your swollen walls, the pads of his digits sinfully grazing along the spot that has your back arching, and your thighs tremble at the almost dark look he shoots you from his spot between your legs.
“feel fuckin’ better already, princess.” kunigami growls around the glob of spit he lets drip from his lips to smear along your puffy clit, the lower half of his face is already soaked— a mixture of your slick and his spit dripping from his chin as he leans back in to dip his tongue through your messy folds. he’s slurping lewdly at the cream that his fingers fuck out of your sloppy cunt, and the room feels hot and warm, bliss running through your body has your hips jolting with each swipe of his tongue before he buries himself back into you.
“sittin’ real fuckin’ pretty f’ me, ya like this?” kunigami is rock fucking hard when he quickly pulls his fingers out of you, making your thighs jolt when they come down to slap at your clit a few seconds later — making a loud, smacking sound with how wet you are as you grind out a whine at the short impact. “answer me, babygirl.” “yes! ah.. i love it, kuni! it’s so much.” the way his fingers sink back into you is practiced, he knows your body so well—adding another finger to the two already inside you, before leaning into smirk against your cunt when he’s met with barely any resistance. “shit, yeah? you can take it.”
・✶ ｡ﾟ ITOSHI SAE
sae loved drawing reactions out of you when he was between your thighs, you could call him mean but you know that he only prolonged your pleasure because he wanted to make you feel even better, and you can’t deny how much you loved it. “please, sae! i want your mouth.” you gasp, a pretty sort of plea that makes his sharp gaze look up at you from where his cheek is resting against the inside of your thigh, followed by a particularly sharp thrust of his fingers into your cunt to graze along the swollen spots inside of you he’s been teasing for what feels like hours.
“really? do you think you deserve it, sweetheart?” you can feel him deliberately breathe out his words so that it fans across your folds — letting his thumb roll your clit in slow circles as if he’s coaxing his response out of you. “y-ah! yes.. been so good, done everything you asked.” you hear sae sigh but there’s no annoyance to the sound as you see the corners of his lips threaten to curl affectionately. but before you can register the softening of his features your back arches at the deliberately deep press of his fingers, followed by his lips closing around your clit to suckle at the puffy bud.
you can barely breathe with the way sae works your body with expert precision, his tongue swiping along the sensitive nerves of your pussy as he breathes heavy against you. the effect you have on him is undeniable with how easily his composure seems to crack when he finally gets his taste of you, his eyes closing in bliss as he flicks his tongue over your clit with a low hum. “then keep being good for me, sweetheart. you won’t cum until i say so.”
・✶ ｡ﾟ ISAGI YOICHI
isagi was a fast learner, you realise as he’s lying on his stomach between your thighs, a first for him despite the way his movements seem to say otherwise. he makes every nerve in your pussy feel tender with how he works you, like he knows every spot that’ll make you melt around him. your thighs squeeze tight around his cheeks — urging him deeper as he licks at your folds, swallowing loudly at the slick he feels smear along his tongue with every needy roll and hump of your hips. “is.. is this okay?” he breathes, words unsteady and muffled against your pussy and you think the way he’s flushed to his chest makes you feel even hotter.
“doing s-so good, yoichi.. keep going!” you gasp, something pretty and whispery that makes isagi’s cock jump between his thighs as he gives your pussy another clumsy, eager lick of his tongue. he moves like he’s making out with you, overwhelming need evident in the way he drinks you in but he can’t pull away — not when you’re twitching and gasping at every roll of his tongue over your clit, his nose nudging at the bud as he lets his mouth trail lower. “take what you need, i wanna make you feel good.”
your fingers fist in the dark roots of isagi’s hair when you feel him experimentally push his tongue through your hole, grunting at the way your walls only seem to draw him in deeper as he slurps up the slick the muscle only seems to push out onto his taste buds. he curls his tongue against you, grazing it along the sensitive spots inside of you that he commits to memory as you hump yourself along his face and he feels like he might fucking pass out when he lets himself take a long look up at you. “you taste.. so good. you’re so pretty.”
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Could I please request hc or a drabble about Cove as a new parent with a female MC? Thank you! ❤️
its your lucky day (aka you've asked smth ive been thinking abt for days LOL) bc ive written hc's and drabbles <333 although mostly messy hc's that are in no coherent order also I think I will come back n write more coherent n specific scenarios bc I have sm thoughts on cove through parenthood.... pls tysm for this ask I hope it's satisfactory bc i wrote in order of my thoughts LOL
tags : fluff, AFAB reader, after step 3/wedding dlc, "options" for 1 or 2 babes (if you hc triplets im praying for u🙏), no gender mention of the babe/s, birth surrogacy n adoption are up for imagination but pregnancy/surrogacy is most implied altho i think you could imagine adopting a baby before they're born bc ik some ppl do that
synopsis : how cove acts when you have your first kid & a bit on how he is raising them with you <3
many many candid shots of cove holding the baby
PLEASE tell me someone recorded near the end of the birth/when they brought you the babe
he's crying. no matter what he's crying his fuckin eyes out
if you're giving birth please either have him wait outside n come in to cut the cord at the end bc he might faint
if you do have him in the room he'll be on his best behavior. will try his best not to worry too much bc he knows it could stress you out
(I'm thinking abt this video I saw where the wife said her husband fainted n fell back into this rolly office chair n just rolled to the back of the room into the dark side (it was apparently a long room lollll))
if you're in for a long labor or it's pretty short he's more calm bc either it's over before he can freak out or it's so fuckin long he's over it LOL
he's more of a solid, physical support than anything else because he's not too good with words but also he dosn't want you to feel pressured, annoyed, or smth with constant "you got this!" "its okay!" as you're pushing out a whole human, its not a simple task
[video 1]
COVE: so little...
COVE: (looks at his mom/dad) are they supposed to be this small? (watery laugh)
is very scared to hold the babe, he's a big guy, with or without the muscles so he's always gentle with them even once they get bigger
definitely texts his dad during the pregnancy/surrogacy/adoption process "I hope i can be a good dad like you"
cliff getting a text from cove at 3am: "ty for raising me idk how you did it omg"
cliff is crying n flying over there immediately
!!!! if you need someone to help you adjust cliff is on the fuckin way!!! you can't even finish asking bc he's alrdy here, whatever you need guys!!!!
but if you want to be alone to bond w the babe or you hire a professional to help with the transition then he or your moms will come over and clean up, prepare food, and allows you to come home and not worry about getting things done.
dies if the kid has his hair color or eyes, like at first he just finds it crazy that he's a dad n that he has a lil spawn of his own
also lots of pictures of cliff playing w the babe/s
we all know cove can be lazy with his hair, but he doesn't want his kid going to school w crazy hair so he learns
at first it looks like a mess
n if you keep your hair short or can only do smth simple, its time to call your ma or lee for help LOL
imagine cove standing by your ma as she's showing him how to braid... so sweet
cove is tip-toeing through the house, trying to shake off his outside clothes quietly and when he walks back into the room after brushing his teeth he's greeted with the sweet sound of his baby's giggle
you are sound asleep.
you and the other babe are sound asleep.
he shushes the baby, easing himself into the bed. suddenly he thinks that spending all that money on this big bed was worth it, especially with the way his achy body sinks into it.
"cove?..."
he reaches over the babe/s. "sorry.. did I wake you?"
you hum, it's not a yes or a no, just a sleepy sound and he laughs at how out of it you are even though you're trying to fight it, stroking your face and carding his fingers through your hair.
"I love you.. thank you." he whispers. this moment is so delicate. he worries a bit that if he speaks too loud it'll be gone and he'll wake up in his teenage bedroom, staring at the bottom of his scratched up bunk bed.
"f'what?" you blink slowly.
"for everything..." he grins softly, thinking about that night
of your wedding, when you told him you wanted kids with him.
after the ORCA fundraiser dinner, when you asked him if he imagined having kids with you.
"we made it. that future we talked about..."
you smile softly, more awake now. "thanks for making it with me."
he laughs, muffins his face in the pillow and resting a hand on the baby, willing them not to wake. "how can you thank me for that?"
you grin, more sleepy than anything but still full of mischief.
"how can you thank me for getting me pregnant?" you giggle at your husband's flustered face.
"how can you thank me for being here like I promised years later?" you tease, bringing up night of the fundraiser.
cove flushes, burying his face in the babies hair instead of answering you.
he puts an arm around you, careful of the little one/s between you. "just go to bed..."
gb lady said cove is sahd material.....
omg he makes them lunch always, or he at least helps you make lunch because his cooking skills are a bit limited and they'd prbly have star shaped sandwiches and applesauce everyday
HE HAS A THING TO PUT THE BABE IN WHILE HE DOES HOUSE SHIT
your kids are definitely cuddles bc of him, he always picks em up, and if he doesn't have a carrier than he'll make a makeshift one out of a blanket.
omg imagine him and the kid/s at the dining table crying tryna figure out the homework
"its getting worse y/n!!!"
"what the fuck is common core math?!"
"babe call the teacher, something is missing here..."
if you're bad at math or smth too than you're all fucked n your kid/s AND COVE are facetiming his dad for a long distance tutoring lesson
he's reading them books every night
HE gets upset when it doesn't happen
"babe we gotta turn around, I only read them 5 books we're gonna be gone 6 nights."
FaceTime them every night you're away just the two of u
falls asleep w the kids in the weirdest positions
why is there a princess crown on his head and where did the face paint come from????
spoils the kid/kids. you're gonna go bankrupt please stop!!!
when your kid/s finally graduate n move out on their own, he thanks his dad for raising him and teaching him how to be the best dad.
also thanks you for just being amazing n reassuring him whenever he worried abt doing something wrong
if you have more than 1, he's a master by baby 2/3
COVE: (holding fresh baby, whispering) ....why is it so red
raising you kid/s w cove is tough at first, cove worries about doing some wrong or failing as a parent.
and he did eventually admit he was worried about raising his kid/s in a "broken" home. his parents did their best! and he loves them, but the split was hard for him and he doesn't want them to go through the same feelings.
every day is a new experience in your house to say the least
I imagine it's filled w lots of worry, love, and tears
COVE N HIS KID/S HAVE A CRY COUNT
(cove is losing somehow?! he's been out crybaby-ed)
#our life: beginnings & always#olba#cove holden#cove holden x reader#cove x mc#cove x reader#cove our life#our life cove#cove holden fluff#cove holden x mc
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Black leather jacket.
Type of story:🎂
Afab reader
Warnings: Club, smoke, eren flirting with you and gripping them ass cheeks
Hope y’all enjoy IM SO FUCKING LAZY TO RIGHT SHITTT😭💀
Should I do a part 2?
“Stop being such a Pussy and just do it!” you were on the phone with your best friend, she was trying to convince you to go out by yourself. She couldn’t make it because she was out of town, she gave you pros and cons about going about by yourself. “You should definitely check out that one bar/club it’s called Shameless, there’s a bunch of cute dudes over there especially the ones at the bar drinking whisky!” continuously your best friend kept talking about all the cute men and how good the club is, but was it really all that? “Oh and the place is by Sunset Blvd 1823, it’s downtown by the stadium across the steakhouse. On and on your best friend kept talking, “Also. Why are you going you never go places, I literally have to drag you out of your apartment just to party or do anything. You’re such an introvert, anyways have fun my flight is here call me how it went love you bye.” Beep! “Why does she always do that” rolling your eyes.
You got up and headed to your closet, “I barely have nothing to wear..” you said clearly avoiding that one dress. “Fuck it” you grabbed it and looked at it disgustingly this was the dress (<— link) your best friend had picked this out for you but you never worn it she also bought you these black heels that you could barely walk in she taught you how to walk like a supermodel and those ankles were bruised by the time you were done. You put the dress on and did your makeup that’s like the only thing you actually can do right, your bestie is always saying that. The current time is 7:10pm you put on your makeup, dress and heels. You walk out the door with your purse on one shoulder and your phone and car keys in the other, you hopped in your car and put the address in your phone and drove off. “Turn right on Sunset boulevard street 1823, your destination is to your right.” you followed the instructions your phone gave you as you turned on the street. As your best friend said “it’s across from the Steakhouse” you looked to your left and yes was she right, it was across from the Steakhouse.
You slowly examined the club you saw people outside the club talking and a security guard checking ID’s and there it was the pink neon sign that said SHAMELESS, you pulled into the parking lot by the club and put your car in park. You took a deep breathe as you turned off your car, took your car keys and headed out. You pulled your dress down and walked to the club entrance, “May I see your ID Ma’am? the security said in a stern voice looking at you. “O- oh yea sure!” you scrambled in your purse pulling out your ID to show him. “Enjoy your time” he nodded. “Thanks.” you walked in, there was music playing in the background and thick air of smoke flooding the room from all the people vaping and smoking but the longer you were in there you couldn’t smell it as much. You texted your bestie you had made it and put your phone up, you smiled at all the people as they looked at how you the dressed hugged your body. You were getting stares from left to right, good and bad ones the bad ones were mostly the girls jealous of you but you didn’t let that affect you.
You continued exploring the place as you saw the bar, there you saw a bunch of people drinking and talking to there friends but there was this feeling you felt when someone was staring at you. You look around to see who it was until you looked back at the bar and made eye contact with this guy with low lidded green eyes with a messy man bun and a black leather jacket.shit ion his eye color to confusing And oh boy was he fine, you quickly looked away as you got flustered from the eye contact you felt his eye’s piercing your soul. You saw from the corner of your eye as he chuckled smirking turning his head the other direction, you continued exploring and having a fun time dancing, singing the songs with random people you met. But man we’re you thirsty, you walked your way to the Bar knowing you might meet up with the same dude, you couldn’t really see a spot to sit since the crowd was blocking them but there was one seat that wasn’t blocked off by the crowed you made your way over there and took a seat. The bartender came over and you took your order “Yes just one tropical margarita on the rocks please!” you said smiling.
You looked to your right and you saw other people chatting, you looked to your left and then you saw the same man who was staring at you “See this is not what we’re going to do.” you clutched your purse and got up. “Just relax i’m not one of them creeps, i’ll pay for you got it?” he grabbed your armed pulling you back down. You yanked your arm back as you looked at his low lidded eyes, “Okay so what do you want?” you looked at him taking a sip of your margarita. “ I just wanna talk. Is that illegal?” looking at you. “Actually it is.” you laughed smiling at him. “The names Eren. What’s your name pretty girl?” he said. “It’s Y/n.” you guys continued to talk on and on. It was 10:30PM you’ve guys talked for hours on and on. “Sooo….did you want to head back to my place orrrr what?” you questioned him. “I mean I brought my own car so I can follow you there.” he stood up and grabbed your waist pulling you up towards him squeezing the thickness of your hips as he directed you out the door. He walked you to your car, as you were about to get in your car “Can I atleast get a hug or some?” rolling his eyes “Boy, please your a needy one aren’t you?” you said smirking at him. “Nahh, not at all” he laughed.
You guys hugged but before you pulled away he reached his hands down and grabbed both of cheeks and gave it a good grip and a slap. “Hey! What are you doing.” you said pulling back smiling at him. “That’s my way of hugging you pretty.” he winked at you turning around walking back to his black mustang ready to follow you, “Ding!” “Unknown number..” “I’m ready to go.” you saw the text. “Who is this..?” you typed confusingly. “It’s me pretty girl. Eren.” you left him on read as you rolled you eyes. “Hey bestie I met this cute dude named Eren in a Black leather jacket and i’m taking him back to my place. Exciting right?” you sent the text pulling out of the parking lot, you looked through the car mirror and saw the same black mustang following you.
PART 2? NSFW IN THE NEXT STORY??!?
#eren x reader#eren yeager#eren aot#attack on titan#aot x reader#aot imagines#eren x y/n#eren x black reader
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Hello! I am a beginner artist and I love ur art!! Super pretty and the colors are very tasty. Do you have some tips? I'd love to see your art process!
HELLO ANON!! first of all i am very honoured that u would ask me this because 90% of the time i feel like i have no idea what i am doing and like im still a beginner artist myself DSDSJDF. i would love to share some stuff i learnt and some stuff about my process (regardless of how messy it is sdfhsj)
(final piece)
here's an old example of my process i found! while the steps sometimes look different for other pieces, i feel like this is a good demonstration of how the basic structure looks.
1. the sketch - this is where i'm mainly figuring out how i want the piece to look. i was redrawing a screenshot for this piece so it looks a LOT neater than what a lot of my other sketches look like, for example, here's the process of me figuring out my recent drawing of haise:
(final piece)
in the first two steps, i was mainly working with showing myself what the piece was going to be. the last one was where i used references/technical knowledge to try and show whoever will be looking at it what the piece was
2. cleaning up the sketch + base colours. these two usually occur simultaneously because i will get bored cleaning up the sketch midway through and want to start adding colour LMAO. on a more practical note, sometimes putting down the base colours and having a better idea of what the finished product will look like might make it easier to refine things.
a note: cleaning up for me doesn't mean doing lineart. it mostly means erasing any overly messy lines on the sketch and redrawing small parts to make it look tidier where needed. i often leave it 'messy' at this stage, too. like here:
(final piece)
3. light/shadow. this is my FAVOURITE part because it's where the piece starts pulling together. the method i used in the current piece was putting a multiply layer over the colours folder and filling in where light would be obstructed. after that, i used a luminosity layer to put in some bright sunlight. marc brunet has a great way of explaining it by advising to pretend that the light is the camera and you're behind the lens. this is such a good way to block in average light/shadow values! sometimes this looks a bit crazy because everything is still so messy but that is why we have...
4. rendering. this is where i fit all the remaining pieces of the puzzle together. i'll refine the colours a bit more -- e.g. colouring in the eyes, -- and fiddle a bit with the shadows to add some more variation to the hues/value. this is where i think a lot about light and shadow theory and try and make it look more realistic. marco bucci saved my LIFE with his videos about ambient occlusion and ambient light (part 1 / part 2) -- essentially, what i keep in mind the most is that if a plane in shadow is facing the sky (or is open to any other form of light that isn't the direct light source) it will contain ambient light. it is SUCH a game changer when you add it to your pieces, trust me, even if youre lazy about it. if needed i'll pull up some references to make everything look good!
5. rendering... part 2? honestly this step kind of blends with the last one as i tend to do it simultaneously. i basically clean up all the messy lines from before by painting over them! with the majority of the colours i need put down, i can just eyedrop them and paint over anything that's needed. this also comes in with the light/shadow, where, if i need a more subtle hue for either/or, i will eyedrop it and brush it in.
some further notes:
i very rarely use references during the first stages of my sketch. i think it tends to look quite stiff and unnatural if i rely too hard on the. and i personally prefer the creative room when the idea is still being conceived. references come in when i can look at what i have down on the canvas and have a fairly decent idea of what i want, including pose, composition, etc. it's essentially a first draft to guide me to where i want to go with the piece. it's when i'm done with this that i bring out references, and even then, they don't necessarily have to be the exact pose -- i'll usually get a couple of pics which show what i need to double check and keep them up as a guide. by the end of the 'sketch', i usually have a basic construction of what i need to continue, even if it's messy.
i use very soft brushes when putting down colour because it allows for more hue variation. like i said, i enjoy eyedropping and brushing in colours afterwards, so this really helps!
layer modes are ur friend! i try not to rely on them too hard during rendering because i like the freedom of painting over but they're very useful when you're blocking in your initial colours
sometimes, when i feel like i want to try something new with my art, i'll keep pieces that inspire me up in front of me. i have two of sui ishida's art books and sometimes i'll just flick to a page that oils the Art Gears in my brain and keep it open while i draw. i don't necessarily reference it, but i like having it there so i can glance over every once in a while. i don't usually make a conscious choice where i'm like "ok i want to render skin the way he does" but it's more like. my brain knows what it likes in his art and it'll try and push that part of my art in a similar direction.
honestly the best advice i have is that art is very much based on vibes. everytime i've tried to think too much about it, to do things 'correctly', to rigidly stick to art theory, my art has not come out nicely. i think the technical parts of art are important to know and understand but i also think it's important to let your knowledge come through naturally when it is needed instead of pressuring yourself to do things 'right'. tbh you probably already know that but it's something i forget a lot so maybe it serves as a helpful reminder?? sedsfhsl
ANYWAY SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG! i hope i covered what you needed and if you need anything else/want me to expand on anything feel free to drop me another ask ! <3
make sure to look after yourself and trust yourself and ENJOY!!! art is about having fun!
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yall in the mood for some wips? well how about some over gooey disgusting wips? im talking about the stuff i wouldnt usually share...
i put the gross stuff under the cut
lately when i need help work-shopping colors ive been using CAS and turning things grey. its actually been helping me a lot.
working on wall galleries can get messy. i ended up putting big foot outside on the back porch, dude looks way cuter out there now
making decisions when you are indecisive sometimes means having a bunch of clutter out. oof.
(okay is it indecisive or am i just workshopping ????}
working on lighting. before i had a lot of hot spots (i.e. the light was so bright that i was starting to lose detail in areas and they were turning white), the lamps looks more white than pink that’s been tweaked by changing some to dim and moving others. counters look like they match better now too.
took out some walls to clutter the shelves (i need the walls up to do so and that room is too small to see the shelves with the walls up...it was a whole thing). the roof is fucked up but ive just been hiding it so you dont see it in photos.
Lazy Duchess Catalog Search Mod is literally a game changer for me. usually i have to scroll through a ton of cc - not all of it well organized - to find all my junk but now I just search and instead of hours of work im done in like 30 minutes when doing clutter. TIME/SANITY SAVER. FYI i ended up picking the red ladder.
i just think the bathroom is looking cute. and those are potatoes, but theyre cute potatoes so...
(if you want a good example of a too bright light source look at the framed print in the bathroom. I need to move and/or dim a light right now to bring back detail because that picture is mostly WHITE)
next i need to work on landscaping, pool and lounge (plus an extra studio...frick)
#harlows house#ts3#ts3 gameplay#ts3 simmer#ts3 screenshots#ts3 simblr#the sims 3#sims 3 simmer#sims 3 gameplay#sims 3 simblr
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picture this: in 1995, the weasleys (+harry and hermione) somehow end up fucking something up and time travel to somewhere in the 2000’s and, suddenly, the war is over, they are all married, having kids, etc. they actually end up in one of the golden trio’s place and the people who have to get them into their “present” is harry, ron, hermione and ginny and they have no idea how to do it. firstly, they tried to figure things out by themselves because they don’t want the ministry getting involved, but it becomes very hard to try to send them back into the past, while also trying not to reveal any meaningful information like who died, who married who, children, etc, just in case they aren’t able to obliviate them. they try so hard to keep the fact that they are LITTERALLY married to each other from their past selves they eventually can’t figure out how to get them in the past again. when I inagine this, I imagine that this happens around the time where ginny is pregnant with albus (who does NOT have this name in MY universe, seriously I would rather name my child Rudolph rather than albus, why couldn’t they just name him Daniel or smth) and baby james sirius and tiny tiny rose are sleeping in the next room #messy. the fact that they try to keep this all a secret makes the situation extremely hilarious (and it’s even funnier because I imagine that they let little details spill out) and when they finally decide to let the ministry know what has happened and get the all clear to say anything they want because the ministry is going to obliviate them once they go into the past again, they tell the 1995 weasleys all about the war and how their lives have changed since then and obviously mrs.weasley cries the life out of herself because she has like a gazillion grandchildren and it’s all very funny.
IM TALKING ABOUT ROMIONE AND HINNY FLUFF AND MOMENTS AND CHILDREN AND WHATEVER. my heart literally melts
can someone pls write this ?!?!?!?!?!?!!!?! 😍🥰⭐️☀️😘🫃😻🤩🤨 I’m extremely lazy 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼
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A Draco Malfoy x Reader Blurb
Draco never liked mornings until he met you OR the calm before the storm
contains: gender-neutral!reader, fluff, can be read as a standalone but it does take place before the events of story of another us. (614 words)
authors note: this was actually what gave me the idea of writing story of another us. i wrote this and was listening to the song whilst i was editing and realized the angst potential so i decided to write the series then have a set of various blurbs set in that same universe after it was done and i guess im kinda doing it?
additional note: i am no longer writing on this blog, this will be my last piece of writing on this blog before i begin writing on @yearninqheart. thank you for all the support ive gotten on this blog but ive ultimately decided to start over—writing wise.
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Draco felt the bed shift beside him, the weight of you lifting from his side as he remained still, keeping his eyes closed as he tried to keep his breathing level as he pretended to still be asleep.
You were always the first one up and out of bed in the mornings. Whether it was due to work, errands, or simply wanting to get your day started with already, you were never the kind to linger in bed. Especially when you were always so busy now that it was nearing the summer months. Draco admired that of you, how hardworking and passionate you were when it came to the things you loved–he was even certain you'd end up as Minister of Magic one day if you wanted to. In his mind, there was nothing in life that you couldn’t achieve unless you simply didn’t want to. Perhaps that’s how he ended up wrapped around your finger.
The sound of your humming quickly filled the room, pulling him out of his thoughts and putting him at ease as he tried his best to fight a smile from forming on his lips.
"I know you're awake, Malfoy." He heard you say but still wanting to keep up the act, he pretended to have just woken up and rubbed his eyes as he slowly stretched, a lazy smile on his face as he finally looked at you.
"Good Morning to you too, lovely." He said in a teasing tone as he took in your current appearance. Messy hair framed your face perfectly as the shirt he could never seem to find covered your body. At this point, it was no longer his shirt and instead, yours but yet again when has anything ever been solely his since he met you. Perhaps only his surname, but that will change one day, he'll make sure of it. In more ways than one, you were perfect and Draco would trade the world to be able to wake up to this forever.
Rolling your eyes at his act, he watched as you stopped what you were doing to crawl back onto the bed. His hands instinctively coming to rest on your hips as you leaned down to kiss him, melting into his touch as he removed one hand to cup your face. The tender moment however, was disrupted by the sudden impact of your chest colliding with his as you lost balance and landed on top of him.
"Merlin you're so clumsy." He managed to say in-between his laughter as you struggled to catch your breath due to yours. "Breath darling, you already took the breath out of me so I don't need you losing yours now."
When you finally managed to catch your breath, you were still laying on top of him, your head on his chest with Draco's arms wrapped comfortably around your waist. The two of you laid there in silence as you listened to his heartbeat and he pressed kisses onto the exposed skin of your neck. His grip around you tightened slightly to keep you in place as you began struggling in his arms. "I have to go to work." You giggled, all while Draco simply continued what he was doing.
"Draco-"
"I'm sure the Ministry won't mind you taking a day off." He cut you off, a mischievous grin on his face as he grabbed your chin and pulled you towards him, catching your lips with his.
"You're going to be the death of me." You mumbled against his lips as you pulled away. Draco simply smiled before flipping you both so that you were on your back before connecting your lips back to his.
JUST A REMINDER that I’ve moved blogs! I’ll be writing on @yearninqheart from now on. I will be keeping this blog and all its contents as a main blog/archive of sorts but I will still be using this blog, just not for writing. If you would like to see my future writing, feel free to check out my new blog. <3
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i’m sitting on the 51st floor of my friend’s apartment building, it’s a lounge area that looks over melbourne cbd and it is gorgeous, but the lights in this room are blinding. i’ve had a really long day and i’ll probably have an even longer one tomorrow but i don’t wanna leave this building. i feel safe here. i don’t wanna go back home. home is representative of my source of anxiety. home is messy and dirty. home is where the tasks await me. and i just can’t. so with my 48% battery on my phone, i will stay here for as long as i can. it’s already 10:31 pm. but it’s okay my house is a 5 minute walk away. i feel incredibly lonely tonight, like i’ve been craving some sort of romance. and ( very embarrassing ) physical touch. especially when i see or hear about other people in love, it makes me feel so alone. but this is not the time for me to date anyone. and i don’t really like the people i know. i have a therapy session booked for day after tomorrow, basically the day after this assignment is due. so hopefully my brain will be a little clearer by then.
i feel really sleepy and tired even though i overslept the last two days. it’s just that time of the month. pms and psoriasis. causing fatigue. i chopped off a lot of my hair today. didn’t really think it through but it’s fine. idrc. same when i dyed it black. i just do things and it doesn’t matter. it’s just hair.
my friend is really lucky she gets to live in this building. it’s quite a lot more expensive than my apartment. the one i live in is already too expensive for me but somehow i’m managing.
i sat super still for an hour so the motion detector wouldn’t catch me and the lights dimmed down and i stayed by the window for 2 more hours. i really didn’t wanna come back home but i was hungry so i did.
i had one of those chicken curry pies from woolies, i only bought them because they were on sale but damn they are so good, but normally they’re priced at 8$ for 2 pies which is out of my budget :((. but it’s okay i can make my own and freeze them.
2.75+4 + ingredients i already have i can make like a whole bunch of curry chicken pies. but it might not be as good as the store bought ones cause my little toaster that i use as a makeshift oven kind of sucks.
im still hungry, the little pie did not fill me up enough, which makes sense because i only had two tiny pieces of sushi in the last 30 hours. i’m craving another pie but i don’t have any. also something about having food with mayo makes me feel gross and oily. like it’s all over my face. i can’t stand it anymore. i’m so tired. i know ill be getting my periods soon because i have been getting cramps all day.
i finally found the time to open the bag of stuff my uncle dropped off because they’re moving and they no longer need em. there’s a whole bunch of sauces and spices in there. i wonder if my cousin bought these cause these are good ingredients. i’m kinda hungry but there’s nothing to cook at home. there’s pasta but it’s not gonna be substantial enough. i’ve been wanting to buy some parmesan for the longest time but it’s so expensive, and i go through it pretty fast because it’s too good not to. i also kind of like goat cheese, not really in pasta more with like fruit on toast. there’s a thing of frozen shrimp in my fridge afaik, but it’s stuck solid in with the ice layer in my fridge and i wrestled with it but i couldn’t get it out. i’ll just dump it out when i clean my fridge and let everything thaw. it will be okay. it was old anyway.
i’m just so hungry. but i’m just too lazy to make anything or get creative, or eat something i cooked. i wish there was like a sandwich or something i could eat rn. well there’s rice, surumi, wasabi, soy sauce, sriracha, mayo, chilli oil, carrots, and nori. but i just wish i had some cucumber. i’ll go buy some tomorrow along w some cooked shrimp. maybe the frozen cutlets. i kind of miss them.
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Summary: You and kim grew up together and became platonic living with each other. But one night both of the overwhelming desire of you two using eachother gotten stronger.
Warnings: (18+); KimlipXfem Smut, fingering, oral, praise, thigh riding, overstimulation, aftercare, swearing, drunk sëx⚠️
You hear keys jiggling from the kitchen. “Heyyy,” you hear.
You turn around from the stove to greet your roomie, seeing Kim walk pass the kitchen with her hair all messy while wearing gym clothes.
“You look hit,” you said with a giggle behind it. “Oh hush, cardio ruin’s me.” She makes her way to the stairs and heads up to her room.
You continue to crack the eggs into the pan and prep the plates on the countertop. Couple of minutes pass and you’re about to finish your breakfast, you hear footsteps heading back down the stairs.
Kim gives out a loud sigh. “My legs are killing me.” She makes her way to the microwave, pulling out the food you made for her, plopping right next to you, picking up her fork. “Y/n bless your soul, I haven’t eaten all morning,” she says dramatically.
“I’m surprised your boyfriend didn’t bring you anything, after all he drags you with him to the gym at the crack of dawn every day.” Kim laughs at your statement. “He only drinks protein shakes and to me they taste like metal, it’s gross.” You both give a disgusted look.
After chatting for a few more minutes, you both go do your own thing. You were just in your room cleaning while listening to a playlist. Kim was really quiet, surprisingly. Right after you thought that, she busts into the room.
“Wanna watch a movie later in the living room?” She asked. You stop the music before answering. “Yeah, I have nothing else to do.” Kim smiles at your answer. “Okay, around 8 good?” You nod with a smile, she leaves the room shutting the door behind her.
"You finish and lay down, scrolling on your phone to pass time.
Ding*
Kim: “you better not be asleep y/n.”
You read her serious text and leaped out of bed, grabbing a comfortable hoodie off your desk chair.
You make your way down the stairs and jump over the couch, making Kim inch up. “Okay, so are we rewatching Princess and the Frog?” you ask with a smile. “We've been rewatching that movie since grade four, we need something new,” she said, rolling her eyes.
You steal a handful of popcorn from Kim's lap and shove it into your mouth.
“Nothing's wrong with sticking to the basics.”
You guys eventually choose something to watch. After the first two movies, you turn to see if Kim is still awake. Seeing her head droop down, you take the empty bowl from her and place it on the console table.
Grabbing her arm, you place her into your lap for a more comfortable position. She groans from the comfort and adjusts herself to face your stomach. You smile at the way she sleeps, “you manage to still look cute while asleep.”
Sooner or later, you follow behind Kim, laying your head back and slowly closing your eyes.
Later...
You suddenly wake up to strong movement. “Ugh, my neck hurts,” Kim whines. You rub your eyes and yawn. “I slept pretty well.” You stretched .
Kim stands up and grabs the empty bowl and heads to the kitchen, placing it into the sink. She looks at her phone to check the time. “Y/n, I'm heading out later to go shopping at the mall. I have to find a new outfit.” “Where's Yves' birthday party going to be at again?' you ask." while scrolling to find the invitation she sent you.
“Yves' party is at the new rooftop bar downtown. It's supposed to have a great view of the city!" She spoke with a excited tone.
“Well I’ll just find something in my closet, im too lazy to stress my brain figuring out what to wear” you say.
Kim walks over to you moving your phone out of your sight, “well wear something nice, we have to look good together”.
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