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trafltr · 1 year

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SHE’S MY COLLAR. eren jaeger

── eren knows you, he can deal with you; but sometimes, your obsessions can be too much, even for him.

content contains : nerdy!eren x dumb!gf so real, reader is needy and obsessed with eren, nsfw, unprotected sex, riding, dumbification, ‘just the tip’ moment, size kink kinda, slight cervix kissing, dick drunk reader & pussydrunk eren, creampie. wc: 2.2k. minors do not interact thanks <3

god, you’re annoying sometimes.

unfortunately, you can never seem to realize that your boyfriend is a busy person—or anyone, really, for that matter. it’s like you believe everyone is just as carefree as you; leaving things up to the ‘fate of the universe’ and ditching responsibilities to constantly hang out with eren, essentially leaving him to deal with your eccentricity and fixations.

and it comes as no surprise to learn that he just happens to be the latest one.

it’s different from your other ones—they were much easier. because he could simply just take you to the nearest parlour and buy you scoops and tubs of your favourite ice cream, or spend his latest internship check on your wardrobe and be done with it for a favourable amount of time. but with this? you’ve been as insatiable as they come.

eren can count on two hands how many times you’ve begged him, with tears clumping your dark lashes and patchy mascara, to get away from assignments, studying, classes—even work—just to come see you in the past week. and of course, they all ended the same way; with swollen lips, limbs sore from how you held your legs to your torso as he rutted his hips into the fat of your ass, your messy cunt full of his cum, and both his face and sheets stained with your juices. he doesn’t doubt he’s been shooting blanks for the last few times, too.

but still, the worst part about it all is the fact that he just can’t bring himself to say no to you—despite all of his damned efforts to do so.

“‘ren, you should pay attention to your girlfriend.” you groan, neck curling backwards as you crane your head up to look at him. you’re planted near his left leg as he works away at the desk in his bedroom, completely ignoring your words while pages of code reflect on his glasses. “i don’t wanna sit down here anymore.”

‘i’ve been paying attention to you all week’, he wants to say—but would rather opt for the regular ‘im busy’ rather than anything else that could potentially hurt your feelings. and eren knows you’re immune to it, how if you had a dollar for every time those words left his mouth, you’d be fucking millionaire most likely—but he does it anyways.

it’s laughable, how you offered to sit there yourself as opposed to his lap because he said you would distract him if you did. yet here you were still doing the same thing; looking up at him with that subtle pout and eyes full of adoration of some sort—the kind that has his dick swelling at an embarrassingly quick rate.

“can you take a break? i miss you s’much it hurts.”

eren recognizes the drag in your voice in almost a second. as if uttering a silent prayer, he keeps his breath in the tunnel of his throat when you lazily hug him, hardened nipples brushing against his bare leg through the thin fabric of your tank top. he knows he’s taking you for granted. shit...just how many guys would pay money for this sight; the prettiest girl he’s ever laid eyes on asking him for attention. in all honesty, you’re not the best influence, but it’s gruelling trying not to give in to you.

“fine.” the four letter word is all you need as an invitation to jump from the seat near his chair and into his legs, which widen just a teeny bit for your comfort as you straddle him.

the feeling of your arms wrapped around Eren’s slender waist whilst burying your head in his chest burns through his clothing and into his skin. instead of focusing on how your acrylics gently rake up and down his back, he chooses to open up his phone, mindlessly swiping between different page screens and periodically opening up the ‘settings’ which seem to be so important.

honestly, you just needed to be close to him; close enough to bunch his shirt in your hands while you get a whiff of his body soap and cologne—the same one lingering in your apartment, your clothes, everything. but ugh, his scent alone isn’t capable of grant your contentment; you need him inside of you—his muddled moans flowing into your mouth as you tangle your fingers within his hair, the way his brows pull together when he frantically rubs and your clit, desperate to get you crying for him.

the thought of him alone is more than enough to get you off, and just for a moment you forget eren’s there. too stuck in your head and up in the clouds, you fail to notice the way your body subconsciously rocks itself on his lap, arms tightening in the embrace as you tense from the slight stimulation to your cunt.

and eren. . .he watches with wide eyes full of surprise, his phone falling to the floor with a thud. there’s no other way to describe the sight other than pretty—your eyes are squeezed shut with fickle breaths and lips jutted out into a pout; the same pout you give when it’s just not hitting right. but he can feel all of you rubbing against his crotch, even the damp spot forming on the centre point of his grey sweatshorts.

fuck, he concludes that you must not be wearing anything under the satin shorts hugging your legs. sooner or later, you’d be the death of him.

eren jaeger: death by pussy.

doesn’t sound too bad, considering what he knows he’s in for.

“i need it eren, can’t cum without it.” you ramble the same words that you’ve been saying for the last week, eyes glossed over when you look up at his flushed face. when he tries to speak, you’re quick to cut him off, “just the tip, promise—i promise…”

eren’s almost unsure how he finds himself mindlessly nodding along, as if your whines and pleas are like a coercive drug, “just the tip…”

you repeat those three words over—like it’s more of a mantra to yourself rather than a word of reassurance to your boyfriend—as you clumsily pull one leg out of the confinement of your shorts, giving him the perfect view of your sheened over pussy. just the tip, you mumble, drooling at the sight of eren tugging his pants further down his legs to free his dick, all achey and upright, standing against his torso as he breathes heavily.

your cunt throbs when you line yourself over him, dragging his leaky tip across your folds and sensitive clit. it’s easily one of the best reliefs you could ask for, eyes flitting around in the back of your head as you lean into his shoulder. poor eren could probably cum straight like this, seeing you use him like a damned fuck toy—seeing how horny you are for only him.

his moans only add fuel to the fire, pushing you to try your luck at sliding down his bulbous head before stopping right where it ends. he’s just so big, stretching out your hole with just the tip alone—leaving you to mutter a string of jumbled up curses as your body leans forward into him.

“does it feel good, baby?” the hoarseness in his voice is difficult to miss, it’s as if his throat is closing up with every passing moment. you’ve never tried this before, but the vice grip your cunt has on the most sensitive part of him has him wishing you’d done this much sooner.

“yeah—yeah, it feels really-”

your last word comes out in choked whine, breath hitching when his middle and ring finger find their way to your clit, tracing feather-light circle on the bud.

you want eren to make you cum—you’re so desperate that you resort to steadily rutting yourself down on his tip, focused enough to not break your promise to him. there’s a steadily approaching burn in your thighs: it’s a burn that makes you want to cry, makes you want to beg him to make the pain go away and make you finish—but you hold your tongue.

eren’s lips can only part at your unexpected determination, showcasing the sharp bottom teeth that look so much like fangs. you don’t think when you move a hand to his flushed face, your thumb messily slipping inside his mouth and padding the surface of his canines. your other hand makes its way to his glasses, gently pushing them back up the bridge of his nose before meeting his swollen lips with your own.

the residue of the strawberry cake you fed him hours prior is still lingering on his tongue, you can at least make that out as you swirl your own in his mouth.

the voice in your head chanting ‘just the tip’ is growing fainter and quieter, as if it’s moving from the front of your brain all the way to the back of your head, alongside all of the other forgotten things that seemed to hold no importance to you anymore. you want to feel all of him, the pulse of his cock that seems to barely match his heartbeat, the prominent vein running up the length, and the delicious curve that jutted up right against your walls.

“‘ren, don’t wanna hold out anymore.” relentless is what you’re becoming, tired of the way that your pussy grows achey with every passing moment—it’s not enough.

“you said just the t-tip.”

“i don’t fucking want just the tip!” the tears brimming your eyes are growing more apparent, to the point where eren can’t just simply ignore them. “gotta—you gotta let me have it all!”

eren feels like he’s lost his mind: you’re already driving yourself onto his dick, a silent scream falling from your lips as you split yourself open with his sheer thickness. your hands reach to grab whatever they can, one on the back of his searing nape, and the other on top of his own.

the sought out feeling of being full makes your head almost go haywire, stumbling over words as he bottoms out, tip feathering kisses to your cervix, “i’m sososo obsessed with you eren.”

and as much as he hates to admit it, he’s sososo obsessed with you too. despite all of his complaints, there’s still a longing to give you everything you want—need, even. he can’t help but sigh when your walls start to flutter around him, as if your pussy is welcoming him like it always has.

with your guidance, he moves a hand up your shirt and towards to chest, taking your puffy nipples in hand, rolling and prodding at it before messily taking one into his mouth.

“just…right there—”

your words are less than coherent—too busy slamming yourself back down onto him to make any sense to your boyfriend, who looks at you with his brows pulled together. it’s the same look he gives when he wants to say how ditzy you can be sometimes, but you just can’t help it!

there’s a thickening ring of cream near his base, and the squelching sounds of your cunt fucking him dumb overpowers any other sounds in the room. you sniffle and whine as your pace falters, legs giving out from your sporadic bouncing as you fall into eren. it’s almost a wonder how ‘just the tip’ turned into his tip and much more, but you don’t care enough, too eager to grind your hips along his pelvis, barely moving on his length as you play with your clit.

“you can’t do that...” he finds himself mumbling out. how is it fair for you to do all of this to him, making his dick a fucking mess just to finish it all by your self; without him. “c’mon baby, that’s so unfair” he continues to mumble about how ‘unfair’ it is as he grabs a vice hold of your hips, steadying them in place for a moment and lifting you off of him, just to slam you back down with a pace more fervent than before—one that knocks the fucking wind out of your lungs and roughly brings you back down to earth.

and the trip back down hits as hard as his thrusts. the pace is unforgiving, one that you almost didn’t know he had—barring your body to his chest to easily make you meet him halfway as he fucks up into you with low remorse. his eagerness has dick slipping out of your hole and sliding up against your swollen clit, involuntary spreading the mix of your slick and his pre everywhere between the two of you.

“feel’s so good—yeahyeahyeah—don’t stop ‘ren…” you babble run on sentences that would’ve made zero sense had eren not known you. but he does: he knows the way your brain seemed to shut down while fucking you, and how your velvety walls essentially have been warped by his cock pummelling into you at any given moment.

the arch in your back is irregular, dipped beautifully for eren to hesitantly trace lines up and down the expanse of bare skin. your pussy is the best (and only) one he’s ever had, and there’s nothing that’ll ever change that fact.

because who else’s moans will sound like a god-gifted symphony from heaven? who else’s cunt will tighten around him like so the way you do when you’re cumming, translucent white slick dragging down all over and down to pants? who else will whine and cry his name the way you do? who else will make him happily empty his balls inside of them just because they begged and asked?

nobody.

after all, you’re one of a kind.

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bedsyandco · 3 months

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐄

꒰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ꒱ — bestfriend!reader x will smith

꒰ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ꒱ — in which will’s gf (lauren - sorry if ur named lauren) doesn’t treat him right and you’re waiting for Will to realize he belongs with you! you could probably already tell but it’s based on you belong with me by taylor swift!

꒰ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 ꒱ — unedited writing🫣 fluff. language. I think that’s it, as always lmk if I should add something else!!

꒰ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ꒱ — finally getting back into writing fics cause school is less stressful! thank you for being patient! as always feedback or criticism is appreciated! i hope you like it <3

꒰ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ꒱ — 1.97K

꒰ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ꒱ — @cixrosie

You open the door to your apartment, kicking your converse off and lining them up neatly on the shoe rack at the front door. You sigh when you see two pairs of shoes lying on the floor, bending down to pick those up and placing them there as well. You immediately go to your room and change into comfy clothes quickly, wearing shorts and one of Will’s shirts. A small smile forms on your face when you hear laughter coming from your living room, walking towards the sound and being met with a familiar sight. Gabe, Ryan and Will lounging on your couch.

“Hey, look who’s finally here!” Ryan yells and you grab a slice of pizza from the box before taking your seat on the same couch as Will, placing your feet on his lap and his hands automatically fall to your calves, caressing them softly.

“You don’t get to complain that I’m late when you two left your shoes laying around again,” you say and Will smiles, shaking his head, knowing what a big pet peeve that was for you.

“How do you know it’s ours and not Will’s?” Ryan asks

“First of all, I know every pair of shoes he owns and he doesn’t own the ones that were laying around. Secondly, Will would never let his shoes get that dirty, it’s the pretty boy in him. One speckle of mud and he has to wash them. And lastly, he knows better than that.” you say and Will squeezes your knee in retaliation for the “pretty boy” comment.

“What are we watching?” you ask

“IT,” Gabe answers and you immediately protest.

“Absolutely not,” you say and Gabe laughs.

“It’s not even that scary,” Gabe says

“It’s not scary, it’s just creepy. I hate clowns, they shouldn’t exist, especially not to amuse kids,” you mumble and grab a pillow when Gabe starts the movie anyway. It was his turn to pick and if you were gonna make him watch all your movies then you had to watch his.

Movie nights were something you and Will started when you were still in highschool, and the tradition carried on to college. You can’t really remember when Gabe and Ryan joined in but they haven’t missed one since.

You miss half the movie anyway since your attention is focused solely on Will, as it is most of the time. He looked good tonight, but then again he always looks good. He was wearing grey sweats and a tight fitted white T-shirt, his hair a little messy as if he took a nap earlier and just came over without fixing it. His hand was still absentmindedly tracing patterns on your leg and you shivered when his hand slipped to the inside of your thigh.

“You cold?” he asks and you nod, not wanting him to know you were shivering because of something else.

“C’mere,” he says and you move closer as he grabs his hoodie he took off earlier, pulling it over your head.

“Thank you,” you say as you cuddle into his side more, his arm around you and hand resting on your hip.

You spend the next thirty minutes or so there, nearly falling asleep when Will’s phone rings. You sit up a little as he reaches for his phone, letting out a big sigh as he stands up and answers the call.

“Hey baby,” Will answers and your chest tightens at the soft way he speaks to her.

“I’m watching a movie with the boys and yn,” he says and lets out a big sigh at whatever she’s saying.

“Yeah okay, I’ll be there soon,” Will says and you frown when he starts collecting his stuff.

“Where are you going?” Gabe asks, beating you to it.

“Lauren invited people over to her place tonight and apparently we’re hosting together and people have been asking for me,” Will explains, grabbing his keys from the coffee table.

“She didn’t tell you earlier?” Ryan questions

“No. I told her I was busy tonight,” Will says and Ryan scoffs

“And she still hosted it tonight? Without you knowing…and now she’s telling you to leave?” Gabe asks, trying to get Will to see how weird that is but he just shrugs.

“I don’t know man, she probably just forgot. I’m fucking exhausted though. I gotta go,” Will says but stops right beside you on his way to the door, bending over so he can speak softly to you.

“You’re not upset with me are you? I hate when you’re upset with me,” Will says and you shake your head.

“No, it’s all good. Do what you gotta do,” you say

“Rain check on movie night? Maybe next week it can be just you and me, like old times. Feel like I haven’t spent much time with you since these two are always around,” Will says, kissing your cheek before making his way out of your apartment. You’d have liked to tell him that it wasn’t because of Gabe and Ryan that you guys weren’t spending as much time together, it was because of her.

Will met Lauren at the first tailgate you guys had attended at BC, after that they went on a few dates and after a few dates they were together.

It wasn’t one of those classic situations where you were in love with your best friend and hated every girl he paid attention to but you. It was about the fact that she treated him terribly, and he deserved so much better. And maybe it did hurt your feelings a little bit that he was dating someone like that. Because if he was dating a girl that gave him all these things that you couldn’t because she was just that great then maybe you’d understand why it wasn’t you he was dating. But you didn’t understand why he would be with someone like Lauren, when you were right here, where you’ve always been.

“I’m not the only one who doesn’t like her right?” Gabe asks when Will is gone.

“I can’t stand her. She’s so rude and she treats him so badly. I don’t know what he sees in her honestly,” Ryan says with a frown on his face and they both look at you expectantly.

“I mean as long he’s happy I don’t have anything to say,” you say and both of them scoff

“He’s obviously not happy. All of us can see that, you probably most of all with how well you know him,” Ryan says and you just flick your attention back to the TV.

“When are you two gonna stop pretending you don’t have feelings for each other and just get together?” Gabe asks

“He doesn’t have feelings for me, if he did he would have acted on them a long time ago,” you say

“What if he was holding back cause he didn’t know if you felt the same way?” Ryan asks and you just shake your head.

“It doesn’t even matter now. He’s got a girlfriend and whether we like her or not, we still have to respect that,” you say, your tone making it clear that you didn’t wanna talk about this anymore.

The next time you saw Will was later that week, you were sitting at a table at your favourite café, reading a book when he took the seat across from you.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, immediately noting the annoyed expression on his face.

“The beanpot is next week,” Will says

“I know. Everyone’s been talking about it for weeks, I had four people corner me in the hallway this morning asking if I could hook them up with tickets cause it’s already sold out and they know i’m friends with you,” you say and Will frowns, taking your hand in his and rubbing circles on your palm with his thumb.

“They cornered you? Who?” he asks, the furrow between his brows deepening

“It doesn’t matter, Ryan took care of it, but the point is trust me everyone knows the beanpot’s coming up,” you say and Will’s frown doesn’t disappear but he allows you to divert from that topic

“Not everyone apparently. Lauren told her parents I’d be coming up to New York to meet them that weekend,” Will says and your jaw drops

“She did not. Why? How can she not know? You’ve told her like 20 times, you even bought her and her 50 friends tickets to go,” you say exasperated and Will sighs shaking his head

“I don’t know, but she wants me to tell coach I’m missing it and still go to New York,” he says and your jaw drops even further if that’s possible

“Oh my God, she’s insane. There’s no way you’d miss any game, but especially not the beanpot games. You’ve been dreaming of playing in the beanpot since you were a little kid,” you say and Will smiles at you

“Yeah that’s what I told her and we got into a pretty big argument about it. It’s okay I know she’s not that into hockey so maybe she really did just forget,” Will says, the frown back on his face

“You’re not that into reality TV, or dance, or any of the things she’s into really, but you still make time to see her or do those things with her, or at least remember when it happens because what’s important to her is important to you. That’s just what a good partner does,” you say and Will nods

“Yeah, it’s fine though,” he says but you know him better than that. You can obviously tell it really hurt his feelings that she forgot and then she argued about it with him too? What was he doing with a girl like that?

“For what it’s worth, I’m really excited to watch you play in the beanpot. I know you’re gonna do amazing and I think it’s the coolest thing ever that you get to do something you’ve dreamed about doing for so long. And I’m so excited to be there and cheer you on,” you say and Will grins, bring your hand up to his lips to press a kiss against your palm.

Later that night you were laying in bed, watching a show on your laptop, your eyes drooping closed every few seconds before you peeled them open again, when you heard a knock on your door.

“Will, it’s the middle of the night, what are you doing here?” you ask as he steps into your apartment, closing the door behind him.

“I called my mom, and I told her about stuff with Lauren and you know what she told me?” he asks and you shake your head.

“She said I'm with the wrong girl. That the right girl would listen to me, and support me, understand me. Make me laugh when I feel like I’m gonna cry. The girl who knows all my favourite songs, and I tell about my dreams. The one who feels like home. So I went to see Lauren, and I broke it off and then I sat there for about three hours because I realised that the girl I’m looking for is you. And I feel like an idiot because you’ve always been there, and all this time how could I not know that you’re the one I belong with,” Will says and you take a deep breath trying to keep your tears from falling as you let out a little laugh

“I’ve been giving you the biggest heart eyes the last three years, it’s about time you noticed,” you joke, and he smiles, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his forehead against yours.

“Well can I be your oblivious boyfriend, instead of your oblivious best friend?” Will asks teasingly and you nod, connecting your lips to his in a soft, long-overdue kiss.

#will smith hockey x reader #will smith hockey fic #will smith hockey x yn #hockey blurb #nhl blurb #hockey fic #nhl fic

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zanarkandskylines · 3 months

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Hiii just thinking about Bakugo x reader where reader’s in danger from a villain attack and Bakugo saves her heheh. And then the media’s eating it up like 😭😭

this is such a cute idea!! ✨

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『♡』 pro-hero support fem!reader x pro-hero bakugo ╰➤ ꒰ pro-heroes au | secret bf/gf ꒱ ♡ katsuki bakugo masterlist ♡

summary: you've been swamped with work as a pro-hero support engineer, pushing 80 hour weeks over the busy season, and finally have a day off! bakugo, however, isn't so lucky and ends up getting called in for an emergency patrol during your movie date. instead of sitting at home, you decide to treat yourself and head out into the city. turns out, you probably should have stayed home...considering the fashion district you frequently visit was the villain-of-the-week's choice of attack. tags & warnings: mild violence, anxiety, cursing | lovers (bf/gf), fluff, emotional comfort, physical hurt, protective bakugo, reader doesn't have a quirk, reader's a badass, accidental pda, oops the secret's out now, bakugo treats reader like a princess a/n: wanted to change up the dynamic a little and make reader & bakugo secretly date from opposing sides of the hero world! i'd love to see more of the support class tbh ꒰ Ao3 version | word count; 2,890 ꒱

It’s your day off! After working endless hours for the past month, you’re finally free of the frenzy of Support Request busy season. Spring is often the time that most heroes submit their upgrade and repair requests to their agency’s support team, resulting in a non-stop effort to get through everything in a timely manner. The agency doesn’t want to be responsible for a hero not being able to perform their patrol duties from malfunctioning hero attire.

The original plan of the day was to spend it in your apartment, watching movies with your bombastic hero of a boyfriend - Dynamight. Unfortunately, just like 9 out of 10 other times, he was called out on an emergency shift to cover for someone else.

Being the girlfriend of the number 6 hero wasn’t easy, especially because no one knew you two were even together.

The two of you attended UA High together in separate classes - Class A and Class H. You knew of one another, but never had a chance to talk outside of the occasional ‘hey.’ After graduating from UA, the two of you happen to be hired to the same agency in Tokyo as you were assigned to his support team. A few late night dinners, long phone calls, and plenty of flirty banter later, you started quietly dating the explosive hero. It’s been about two years and you’re happy as can be - secret or not. It wasn’t for any purpose other than to keep the media out of Bakugo’s personal life and focused on his hero career as it was common for the public to become judgmental and fans to get…protective, to say the least. The last thing you wanted to do was to risk his ranking or public image for the sake of labeling him as "taken."

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"Oh god fuckin' dammit," Bakugo cursed as his phone rang on loop, vibrating to the edge of the coffee table. Removing his arm from your waist, he frustratingly snatched it from the table before the final ring. You caught a glimpse of the caller ID before he answered and left the couch.

AGENCY EMERGENCY LINE

Aww...we just started the movie, you thought, disappointed in the timing.

It was unavoidable, though, considering he was in the top 10 of the pro hero circuit in a record amount of time after graduating from UA. He was damn good at his job and worked his ass off to get where he is today. You're so proud of him and all he's accomplished, but that doesn't mean that you hate how often they pull him back into work on his days off. He hates it just as much as you do.

You overhear a bit of the conversation as he moved to the hallway to take the call.

"Dynamight, we need to you to assist..."

"Spare me the damn formalities and just tell me where the hell you're sending me."

"It's downtown, sector 24, you'll be going along side..."

That's all you heard before he was out of earshot.

You never held it against Bakugo whenever this would happen, it wasn't his fault at all, he had a job to do and he was needed - that's all it was.

He returned from the hallway, a scowl on his face as he plopped onto the cushion next to you. You already know what he's about to say.

"I'm sorry sweets, I gotta go back to work." He leans over and plants a soft kiss on your cheek. "What a fuckin' week. Been lookin' forward to finally sitting at home."

You frown as you squeeze his hand reassuringly. "It's okay, the world needs the great Dynamight."

Bakugo groans in defeat, leaving the couch to run for the door. He's about to put his shoes on and grab his keys before he pauses, dropping his boots in the entryway and skipping back over to the couch. He bends over the arm and sits awkwardly on it as he grabs your chin, turning your face to his. He places a kiss to your lips and it leaves you breathless, like always.

“Love you, sweetheart,” he purrs, finger brushing along the top of your cheek.

“Love you too, Kats,” you respond quietly as his hand leaves your cheek. “Be safe, text me when you head home.”

He grabs his keys and wallet from the entryway, shuffling through it and placing his credit card back onto the table.

"Leavin' my card for you to take, baby. Go buy somethin' pretty for yourself."

And just like that, he's out the door and on his way back to the agency for the fifth time this week.

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Bakugo had a habit of not letting you pay for almost anything, no matter how much you protested against him - it was one of his ways of showing his love for you. He would often scold you for having somewhat of an overspending problem, but your motto was always “money comes back!” He’d roll his eyes and hand you his credit card, preferring to spoil you instead of letting you drag yourself into debt. You learned to stop refusing his offer to pay for things a few months into your relationship, knowing full well he'd never back down after he'd steal your card out of your hands or swap it for his when you weren't looking.

Might as well take him up on his offer and go shopping!

Strolling down one of the main streets of the fashion district, you pop into one of your favorite clothing boutiques to browse around. It's busy for a Sunday afternoon, but the crowds don't bother you. Whenever you came here, Bakugo would often wait a street or two over to avoid said crowds. He hated them, but never wanted to leave you alone, so he'd tag along in ways that made him comfortable.

You're flipping through a sales rack outside of the store when a sudden rumbling in the street catches your attention. An earthquake, maybe? A couple of people around you notice as well and stop what they’re doing to focus on the vibrations. A moment later, the street becomes riddled with panic as the entire crowd is rushing in the opposite direction.

Of course a villain would show up to ruin your shopping trip.

You always make sure for these type of scenarios that you keep a spare gadget in your bag for protection. Bakugo wasn’t satisfied with you carrying just a normal self defense weapon, so he helped (more so forced you to) craft a device that would allow you to “save your own quirk-less ass” if push came to shove. He knew how talented you were and dedicated to your craft, always thinking up new gadgets and drawing plans off the clock. He wanted to encourage you to create your own genius contraption rather than solely making things for the heroes around you.

Digging through your bag, you grab onto the make-shift object that resembles a pair of bracelets. You slip them on and push the buttons on the underside of each bangle - activating the mechanism inside. They cover your hands in a binding of metals that resemble armored gloves and crawl up your forearms and end at your elbows.

Time to see what these babies can do!

You laugh to yourself at the thought of calling your creations "babies." It fondly reminds you of Hatsume and how she would be ecstatic over her piles of support items she's constructed, constantly flailing around the support classroom with glee.

Your attention is roughly brought back to the villain landing a few stores away from you as a giant gust of wind forces remaining civilians out of his way. He's sporting a jetpack-like bag on his back, motorized arms poking out of it like a spider. He spots you out of the corner of his eye, immediately curious about your support gear.

"Oh? What do we have here?" He questions, gesturing in your direction. "Those look too high and mighty for a girl your size. Are you even a hero?"

You know he's trying to antagonize you and get under your skin, and unfortunately, it works. But if you can keep him distracted until a hero shows, he'll do less damage to the area and you can prevent unnecessary causalities.

"Who needs a hero when a 'normie' like me can kick your ass with my bare fists?" you instigate, praying that'll convince him to shift his full attention to you. It does, aggressively launching himself in your direction with his...spider legs?...and lands in front of you, bending over to level his eyes with yours.

"Those are some brave words for a bug like you."

You take a deep breath, steadying your stance before landing a swift right hook to his jaw, sending him soaring into the street. Your gloves make a soft hiss as they release the energy stored inside them.

Yes! God, that felt good. Is this how Kat feels?!

The villain clamors to his feet, seething with rage as he readjusts his set of translucent goggles.

"You little bitch!"

You brace yourself for impact by crossing the gloves in front of you, summoning a temporary energetic barrier to guard against his attack. The force sends you stumbling backwards, falling straight on your ass as you roll out of the way of a robot leg slamming down next to you.

Just keep moving, don't stop moving, remember what Kat taught you!

You're extremely thankful in this moment that Bakugo practically forced you to train with him. He was adamant on you having basic fighting ability - hand to hand combat, some karate, self-defense moves, and more importantly, staying in shape to outrun any villains. He didn't think you were incapable of handling yourself, he just wanted you to be able to kick some ass while doing it.

As you're zigzagging the villain, dozens of cameramen and reporters are flooding the scene, desperate to get the 'first look' on the details of the commotion. Your tunnel vision on the current threat in front of you keeps you busy, not noticing the massive media crowd forming around you on both ends of the street.

The villain jumps up, catching you off guard as he lands behind you, smacking you in the back with a robot arm with a loud thwap that sends you careening into a clothing rack on the street. A collective gasp is heard from the peanut gallery, clamoring over your safety for 'views.'

You may or may not have hit your head - unsure if you're dizzy from the fall or a potential concussion. Shaking yourself out of the haze, you scramble away from a follow-up attack from one of his mechanized tendrils.

"Aw, are you backing away from the fight you started?!" He taunts, arrogantly laughing at your defensive maneuvers.

In the distance, you begin to hear soft booms echo through the air, steadily growing in volume. You knew exactly who was rushing to the scene.

Oh buddy, now you're fucked.

You can't help the devilish smirk that crosses your lips, anticipating your hero boyfriend to show up and blow this guy into the pavement. In the interim, you have one final trick up your sleeve - literally - to give this guy a pre-beatdown of your own.

"Nah, just wearing you down so I can knock your ass out!" you boast, channeling your best "hero" speech.

With a few taps of your fingers on the metal gripping your forearms, the gloves begin to channel energy into the palms of your hands, lighting up with blue sparks as it charged. You needed an extra 15 seconds before they were ready to burst. The villain notices, swiping at your feet to knock you down before you can properly dodge. The breath is knocked from your lungs and leaves you gasping for air.

Boom, boom...boom!

You can tell Bakugo's almost here as the explosions get louder with each burst.

Just 5 more seconds...

"Yo, spider-freak!" Bakugo roars from atop a nearby building. "We can do this th' easy way or hard way. Your choice, jackass!"

He hasn't noticed you yet as your gloves begin to beep, signaling the charge is ready for use.

Perfect timing.

Getting to your feet is more of a struggle than anticipated as you're still recovering from the previous strike. Wobbling on jelly legs, you plant your feet solidly on the pavement to the best of your ability, bring your hands up in front of you and aim your palms at the villain. Your loud cackle catches Bakugo’s attention, sending a panic coursing through his veins as he finally sees you - shaking like a leaf with a grin on your face.

What the fuck is she doing?!

His train of thought is interrupted by your gloves firing off a massive burst of energy, hitting the villain square in the chest and slamming him into the ground, shattering his robotic accessories in the process.

Holy shit, those fuckers work after all.

Bakugo can't help but snort at your ballsy attempt to hold down the villain, feeling simultaneously proud and scared shitless that you'd put yourself in the middle of harms way for strangers - just like himself. He's blasting off the building and down to the street to wrap up what's left of this D-lister villain.

The blowback from the gloves, however, is way harder to handle than anticipated. As the gloves emit vapor and a sharp hissing noise, you're sent teetering backward, tumbling across the street until your body skids to a halt.

───

Everything fucking hurts.

But holy shit, that was exhilarating.

There's sirens in the distance while you lay there, signaling that they're more than likely surrounding the asshole and taking him into custody. You groan and grumble while sitting up, propping yourself up on your elbows as a loud thud lands at your feet.

You know the sound of those boots anywhere.

"Dynamight?" you feign, pretending to be distressed after the fight. "Oh, you showed up at the perfect -,"

He cuts you off with a sharp quip, his voice gruff with a playful tone. "Shut the fuck up."

Bakugo crouches down as he's grabbing your wrists and hoisting you up onto your feet. He holds onto you for a moment while you get your bearings, wobbling like a baby deer. Once you're steady, he pulls you flush to his body and cups your chin in his gloved hand. Before you can protest his movements, he swoops down and your lips meet.

He's kissing you.

In the middle of the street.

In front of every single press company in the city.

In public.

You squeak against his lips, putting your hands on his chest to create space between the two of you as you pull away. He's perplexed at your hesitation until the realization whips him back to reality.

"Fuck!" Bakugo snarled, a pink blush creeping up the back of his neck. He was too caught up in the moment with adoration over your bravery that he...forgot he was on duty.

Cameras and reporters are rushing over, shouting a million different questions at the two of you.

"Miss! Are you a hero, too? What's your name?"

"Are you Dynamight's side-kick?"

"Dynamight, you saved the city once again! Who is this young lady in relation to you?"

"Are you worried this will affect your reputation with your supporters?"

"God, the agency is gonna fuckin' hate me for this," he growls.

Oh no. You just inadvertently tainted his reputation. He might get demoted...if only you had just stayed home today.

Bakugo turns toward the thousands of camera flashes and video cameras, arm slung around your shoulder.

"This is y/n, she's a support engineer from my agency and saved your asses today," he says confidently. "And she's my girlfriend, so don't get any wrong ideas about it."

What?!

The mob of media personnel begin speaking all at once to Bakugo again, shouting question after question.

"How long have you two been together?"

"Is she in training to be a hero, too?"

"That device was impressive! How did you manufacture it?"

"Do you have a quirk?"

You're standing there, dumbfounded that Bakugo just openly admitted to your relationship on live TV and to news reporters. You can't help but flush red over the barrage of questions, not used to this kind of interrogation in your line of support work.

He sighs, shaking his head as he removes his arm from your shoulder and moving to hold your hand.

"Quit it the questions, we're leaving."

With that, he parts through the crowd with you following behind, crossing over to the other street before letting go of your hand.

"Katsuki...are you sure you’re okay with this?" you ask timidly, aware that you can't take back what he said.

"Idiot, I don't lie about things like that. Now I get to show off my perfect princess."

You say nothing in return, just quietly squeal and do a little happy dance.

Perfect princess.

"Let's get your stubborn ass to the medical team, you look like shit," he teases, poking you in the forehead. "And we should probably tone back the output on those gauntlets, that coulda killed somebody - or you."

You hum in acknowledgement and follow him down the street, heading back to the agency together.

think of the gloves as, like, ironman suit type gear? how you can just pop them on and use them as enhanced fighting gear. hehe, a cute little panic fluff is always fun. thanks much again to @queenpiranhadon for the prompt!! 💜

Divider by : @/saradika

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heeseung-min · 9 days

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Omg omg omg I just saw an amazing plot in a random insta reel ekehsdhic so basically Jungwon is our usual yandere cold guy and he's living a happy life with his gf. One day he was working, and our adorable attention-seeker reader snatched a paperwork of jw and ran off to hide. Okay here's the cool part, reader wears an anklet(a foot chain incase u dk), and it chimes as she runs. So jw can obv hear it and he roams around looking for her while smirking and whistling a tune 🤭 it may sound like a thriller but god I just love when fictional men play hide and seek with their partners T_T I'd love to see this written in your style

[17:58]

It's raining heavily and you were laying on the couch while watching the drama. After the drama reached the ending, you felt bored and don't know what to do anymore. Jungwon is in his office as he's doing his tasks from work. He had asked you to spend your time alone while he finishing his stuff.

"Maybe one distraction is good for him." You said and smiled to yourself. Standing up, you switched off the television and went to his office. You knocked and walked inside when you heard Jungwon said come in.

"Baby, why are you here?"

Your boyfriend stared curiously at you. He hold his arms out waiting for you to sit on your laps. One of his hands went to your feet and played with your anklet. Jungwon secured your legs with his other hand and leaned closer to kiss your lips.

"What happen? Do you want anything?"

"Yeah. I want your attention." You said while playing with his hands. Your little pouting made your boyfriend smiled at your cuteness.

"Sorry for not spending time with you baby. How about this? I will be with you in 30 minutes, okay?"

You sighed after not succeed on getting his full attention. You noddee and stood up to make yourself out from the room but not without taking a file from his desk.

"Y/n!"

"Catch me if you can!" You shouted as you started to run from the room. You were glad this house is big so Jungwon cannot catch you easily. You ran to the second floor and hid in your closet and tried to hold yourself from letting out any sound so Jungwon will not find you.

You tried to heard his footsteps by putting your ear to the door and controlled yourself when you heard it slowly walked on the hallway.

"Y/n, you do know I can smell your perfume right?"

You gasped slowly after he said that. You can't deny that sentence made you felt nervous a little bit. You calmed yourself before opening the door when you didn't hear Jungwon's steps anymore.

"Huh? Where did he go?"

You stepped outside of the door before you felt your body got pulled from the inside. When you were met with your boyfriend, Jungwon you saw he was smirking at you while keeping his hands locked around your waist.

"Caught you baby."

"How...how can you?"

"Oh easy. Did you forgot this room has two doors at different directions? I thought you were smart on this."

"That's cheating!!!"

Jungwon laughed when you hit his chest and sulking. The file you stole already forgotten and he can only focused on you. He kissed your shoulder to gain your attention and succeed when he felt your hold on his shoulder became tight.

"Come on baby. Let me give you my attention."

You rolled your body up and looked down at Jungwon while he was looking up on you. You felt so comfortable having his bare body pressed on you.

"Be honest. How did you find me? Is it really my perfume?"

"That's one of the reasons. I can easily find you because of your anklet baby."

"Oh my...no wonder. I'm so dumb ahhhh"

You hit your head softly and hide your face on Jungwon's chest making him laughed loudly at you.

"It's okay baby. At least your tried."

Or maybe it can be because of the tracker he put inside the anklet. The hide and seek was fun. Maybe he should asked you to do it again in the future.

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ja3mln · 10 months

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streamers!dreamies as your bf

special 1k!

cw: female reader, pure fluff.

note: thank you so much for your support 💓💗 i'll do my best to keep giving you content!! i love you guys! stay safe 💓

check my streamer!jaemin sns au!

mark

at first he didn't really want to introduce you bc he was scared of the hate you'll get but his viewers immediately accepted you and now he loves streaming with you. loves playing chill games like animal crossing or the sims 4 but also loves games where you need to play in team like fortnite or overwatch (you both keep dying trying to save each other but you dont care). obsessed with doing reacts and mostly with you (bc he gets to hold your hand and see you all excited hehe) doesn't really like showing affection on streams but does it behind the camera like putting his hand on your tight or holding your hand and playing with it when he's just chatting or reacting. his chat always asks abt you when you're not here and he gets pouty bc you're getting more attention than him from his own viewers. gets all happy when he sees you in the chat bc he loves when you take time to watch his streams. talks abt you a lot without even realizing it. "oh y/n have the same shirt", "wait this place looks so cool i wanna go with y/n" (he literally write down the name of the place to show you later), "this game is so cool i have to try it with y/n" (he calls you immediately to ask you to come over). "hold on i got a text from y/n" and the chat always trases him abt it: "we get it you're in love!!🙄" "stop pausing the video to talk abt y/n we're trying to watch😡".

renjun

don't really care abt haters and you do too so he didn't really have a problem introducing you asap. can't focus at first bc he can't get used to you sharing his passion, it really warms his heart. loves when the chat compliment you and he gets all clingy and smiley when they did bc he's just so proud to have you. more a switch player like mario or zelda games but when he starts playing more raging games like valorant or call of duty, he takes it really serious and play for his life and it surprises you everytime. watches animes or cartoons with you on stream bc you both love it and his viewers does too. loves doing diy with you bc it's so relaxing. loves doing vlog streams when you're going to the grocery or to the park bc he gets to film you both holding hands and being all lovey dovey. will give you small kisses everywhere on the face but the lips bc he wants to keep some intimacy. tweets about you a lot: "hi everyone i love my gf", "can't stream today i wanna cuddle y/n all day sorry guys". bought spare headphones and a controller for you so you can always join him whenever you want.

jeno

oh this man loves showing you off. he will not hesitate to show everyone that you're his. lets you sit on his lap while he plays, gives you a kiss when he feels like it or gives you long stares that just makes his chat scream (mostly bc they're jealous of what you both have). this man is obsessed with war games like battlefield or call of duty and gets bored when he plays chill games (but sometimes gets into it bc it's with you). can get really serious and don't want to be bothered when he's focused and you know that so you just watch him play and cheer him up. also loves playing horror games with you bc it's so funny. his viewers are so supportive and also always makes comments on how they're going to steal you from him so he gets clingy and hold you close while teasing them: "oh try me i'll fight for my life if i need to.". always posts pictures of you on instagram and spend minutes talking abt it on stream "y'all saw my new ig post? she's literally the prettiest girl ever i knoow", "should i post another one? ahhh my girl looks so good". always reassure you and shower you with love when you get insecure bc of the few hate comments you get.

haechan

he can literally spend a whole day on live. like this man really needs to touch grass sometimes. but his viewers are so loyal and supportive that they accepted you immediately (ofc there were hate comments but hc banned those ppl lol) and it just made hc so happy bc he loves sharing his passion with you. can someone get this man off league of legend and valorant? like you always try to convince him to play something else and sometimes he does bc it's with you but as soon as he can go back to his games he will. oh and you both loves reacts sooo much and he's mostly known for those reacts bc you both are just so funny. loves small horror games bc he can hold you while he plays bc you're scared and he also likes making fun of your reactions. takes breaks just to call you between games "say hi to the chat baby", "can you come over i miss you". when it comes to showing affection, he gets more and more comfortable with time, starting with small kisses and touchings to sitting on his lap and small neck kisses. you get worried a lot bc of the time he spend on playing games but he always reassure you that he's fine. has 2 days off in the week to spend time with you and rest. even if he spends a lot of time on his pc, he always listen when it gets too much for you and try his best to give you the attention you need.

jaemin

this man is crazy in love with you so he introduced you to his viewers as soon as he could. it got a lot of bad reactions that he didn't expect but he didn't really paid attention bc he's just happy to introduce his baby. obsessed with tycoons mostly cooking one and loves playing it with you. also a lot of Minecraft, he builds houses and tell his viewers that it's your future house with 3 cats and 2 dogs. does reacts sometimes but only when you're with him. loves showing the pictures he took of you (he keeps some of it for himself ofc). he doesn't really like kissing or holding you on live bc he likes keeping this moments between you, when you're alone but he doesn't hesitate to compliment you in front of the chat. "look at my babyyyy", "oh my god why are you so cute", "i can't concentrate you're too pretty", "oh my god you did so good sweetheart" (and he gives you small cheek kisses when he can't resist it) always takes time off to spend it with you and give you the attention you need. like he can cut a stream anytime if you need him (even if it's just to go to the grocery bc you're craving something) and his viewers got used to it.

chenle

talked a lot about you during his streams but didn't really introduced you at first bc he was scared and shy (even if his chat encouraged him a lot) but once he did he didn't regret it bc streaming was even funnier with you. loves playing funny games and mostly sports games (get him off nba2k pls). you mostly watch him play and comment but he tries to involve you as much as he can. loves when the chat compliment you and even gets a bit shy bc he's proud that you're his. not really affective on live but teases you a lot and looks at you with so much love that the chat teases him and he gets all shy everytime. gets complains from the viewers bc he's always teasing you: "leave our baby alone!😡" "you're so cruel omg😔". and he always goes like "it's my love language leave me alone!!". always makes sure you're comfortable with it ofc, he will always asks you when the camera's off if you're okay with the teasing. face times you during streams to ask you random questions "hey what is the name of the new noodles we tried the other day?" "am i bad ta nba2k? my chat is bullying me help". always makes sure he have free time to spend it with you bc he's way more comfortable when you're alone.

jisung

really really shy at first (even now but less). he talked abt you before and his chat always asks him to invite you but he'll get shy and just change the subject. but you appeared on his live by accident one day. "hey jisung did you see my- oh...", "hum... guys this is y/n. my girlfriend." was very surprised by his viewers positive reactions and got more and more comfortable with you being around during his lives. even bought spare headphones for you. he mostly does reacts like tv reality shows or animes bc he loves watching those with you and even more on live. don't play a lot or when he does it's chill games bc he gets stressed easily. he loves playing Minecraft bc it's relaxing and also you love watching him playing it. also loves playing the sims 4 with bc it's a mess. hates when you makes him play horror games (but found himself having a bit of fun) whenever his viewers asks him to play a new game he just goes "nooo i want to play it with y/n" and pout. loves irl streaming when you go to the arcade. small attentions during streams like getting you snacks, making sure you're comfortable or caressing your tight (bc it's behind the camera) when you're getting anxious. has a lot of free time for you bc he doesn't stream a lot (like 3 times a week) but when he does it's long streams.

#nct dream x reader #nct x reader #nct reactions #nct dream reactions #mark x reader #chenle x reader #haechan x reader #jaemin x reader #jeno x reader #park jisung x reader #renjun x reader #nct dream fluff #nct dream scenarios #nct dream #nct

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vex91 · 21 days

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Pyramid game characters comforting you when you have a mental break down(i have so many ideas after the pyramid game first fate thoughts also you should write a fic of museum date with do ah😝‼️)

-🎀

Atp I love seeing you in my inbox too much because I always get so many good Pyramid Game thoughts from you <3

Suji would be surprised when she found you in that state, her heart breaking seeing you. Probably felt guilty for not noticing anything earlier 😔 Will hold you tightly as she whispers reassuring words into your ear. She may seem cold but behind closed doors she's incredibly soft and sweet for you and when she's seeing you in so much mental pain she just can't leave you alone like that.

I can just imagine Harin walking in on you having a mental breakdown and just looking at you confused at first 😭 Listen girlie loves you but showing and receiving love and comfort was still new to her so you need to understand her. Will quickly hug you though when her brain processes the situation but it would still be a little awkward (Girl is trying, we love the effort) and she wouldn't say much because she didn't know what to say. Would bring you to sleep at her house because she didn't wanted to leave you alone 💕

Honestly I feel like Jaeun would join you in crying 😭 Like your pain is her pain so seeing you cry would make her cry too. Would immediately hug you as she tried to be strong for you but it was just you and her crying in each other's arms. Would help you breathe if you had problems with it and generally would stay by your side. 100% she's gonna sleep at your house to stay by your side and help you if you needed her.

Yerim is the sweetest of them all. Immediately hugs you and helps you calm down, keeps her cool and patiently waits until you calm down in your own time. Reassures you the whole time that she wouldn't want to be anywhere else other than with you and that she's completely fine with staying with you. Wipes your tears with tissue that she carries in case you needed them. Later when you're up to it, she treats you out to your favorite food <3

Jaehyung would take this so seriously like she never took anything as seriously as this. Hugs you the whole time and let's you let all your feelings out while still making sure you're safe and sound. Asks you so many questions about what you need and want and is just so sweet about everything. At some point she even slapped her hand on her mouth in case she bothered you so it turns into both of you comforting and reassuring each other 😭

Eunjung is always really protective of you and in that moment her protectiveness increased tenfolds. Is immediately by your side and helps you steady your breathing if you have problem with that. Will make sure you are okay with her touching you and hug you tightly. Asks you about what happened but will understand if you didn't wanted to talk about it, she just wants her gf to feel good 😔 Won't leave your side for at least next few hours but honestly if she was to decide then she would stay with you the whole night.

Doah would be so shocked to see you like that, her heart would just break. Would slowly help you sit down and hug you into her chest while playing with your hair. It would be mostly silent as she holds you until she asks about what happened. Super understanding about everything and reassures you as much as she can. Best girlfriend periodt 👏👏

First thought going through Dayeon's head would be killing anyone who got you into this state but soon she would remember that you were more important in that moment and would approach you gently. Dayeon wasn't the one to show you much affection but in that moment she would hug you tightly hoping her feelings would reach you 💔 Honestly she also tears up seeing you like that but tries to hide it by focusing on comforting you. Another one who will spend the night at your house to keep an eye on you and make sure you're safe.

Wooyi will be immediately hugging you tightly. Wave of sweet words would leave her lips as she cursed everyone on the planet for your pain in that moment, knowing that if she ever found out that someone caused you to be in that state then she would go on a killing spree. Caresses your cheek all the time as she listens to you carefully. Will not leave your side at all and glare at every person approaching. Makes sure you will spend the night at her house where she makes you a nice meal and generally will take care of you <333

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insomniakisses · 1 year

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Being Twice’s Omega

General hcs;

- they fight over you

- well, bickering mostly

- only cause momo is possessive af and wants u all the time

- literally growls at them id they try to take u

- u just learn to live with it

- jihyo has to give her THAT look

- the look that says “share our gf or i take our gf”

- literally works for about a minute before momo is pouting and making grabby hands

- why is she so clingy and possessive?

- 1) she just loves you so much

- 2) you know that moment she got eliminated from 16 and thought she was never going to see you again? Yeah thats why

- it hurt so much and was such a scary feeling she never wants to feel that again

- thats why the girls put up with her behaviour

- they never want her to feel like she doesn’t have you

- usually u wait till momo is sleeping and sneak into another members bed

- nuzzle into them or lay kisses to there skin till they wake up

- face goes from confusion to the brightest smile in seconds

- so happy to finally cuddle and kiss you

- then scents the heck outta u

- HOWEVER

- Momo will wake up the next morning and yank you outta whoever’s grip and scent u with a smirk before pulling away

- after long talks and easing out of behaviour momo calms down

- everyone gets cuddles in

- momo still hogs u a little

- You have the MOST respectful alphas

- always checking in on you and if your okay

- they know when there being too much for u and will back off

- never come into ur nest uninvited no matter what

- they don’t even go near it when they need to talk to u opting to call or text u since a nest is a personal safe space and should smell and feel as u like it not of them because they barge in

- always have their arms around you in public

- SO IN LOVE (with u and eachother)

Heats + Ruts;

Nayeon

- likes contol

- fucks you from behind

- mostly over furniture

- the second she smells u in heat shes gonna fuck u right then and there

- slaps ur ass

- fucks you in doggy with ur hands tied and legs pinned

- loves that u trust her enough to take complete control of u

Jeongyeon

- subby baby

- your in control

- you spend heats either riding her and milking her for all she has

- or sitting on her face making a mess of it with your juices while your jerk her off

- likes when u do this and either overstimulate or edge her

- when shes in rut then she also likes it if u peg her or play with her ass.

Momo

- POSSESSIVE

- if shes in rut ur hers till she says so

- fucks u for hours

- scent marking

- bites

- scratches

- spanking

- knotting over and over again

- in your heat she is such a tease but eventually gives u what she wants.

Sana

- soft dom

- rubs her cock against ur clit for SO long

- gets it all red and leaking precum before pushing into u

- ur a whimpering mess by then

- just how she likes it

- fucks into u slow and deep

- or hard and fast

- there is no between

- thick cum but not alot of it.

Jihyo

- average in roughness

- definitely nit the roughests

- wants u to get pregnant

- purely for her lactation kink

- 🤫🤫🤫

- also cause no one thinks shes gonna actually get u pregnant and if she does she can rub it in their face

Mina

- she gets hard ALL THE TIME

- highest sex drive

- always down to fuck u

- lowkey has a thing for fucking u in public

- jerks of on lives and outside all the time

- probably subtly fucks u on live too

- cums ALOT but its not all that thick

- growling and quiet moans

Dahyun

- service top

- kinda a shy baby tbh

- lays ontop of u, face buried into ur neck as she thrusts into you softly

- kisses and nibbles at ur neck

- face hot and blushing

- less thrusting more humping tbh

- best for pre heats and after heats when u dont need rough sex

Chaeyoung

- rough and kinda needy?

- she litterally just wants to fuck u every second

- isnt too focused on breeding u or mating u

- just on the pleasure you can both feel

- low key isnt fussed about u getting pregnant or not

Tzuyu

- shy 90% of the time but when it comes to her rut or ur heat

- then she is relentless

- fucks you into the mattress for HOURS

- relatively quiet moans

- but she curses ALOT

- scents the heck outa u

- lowkey kinky af

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cocogrrrl · 9 months

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HIIIIIII ugh ur writings are so freakin good and so fun to read it makes me AHHHH could I request kyle, stan, and kenny (separate) with a f!reader that can’t control her facial expressions at all so she’s pretty much an open book? Maybe have the reader be an artist so when she’s drawing she’s like 🤩😙🙁😋🤨😱😐 THANK UUUUU

expressions

(headcannons + drabbles!) the main three's separate reaction to their artist gf who is very expressive whenever they draw (requested!)

main three (separate) x female!reader no cws wc: 1007 overall

an: omg its my first time writing in an hc listed format also the drabbles are a lot more artist gf than the expressive thing sorry huhuuu (also i forgot to reply to the ask last time i took up a request LMAO)

🍀 k. broflovski (wc: 330)

He really wants to comment on it, but doesn’t wanna bother you

I don’t mean that in a bad way! I just think that he finds it entertaining to see your mood and facial expressions shift around a lot

Like okay imagine you two parallel playing, both of you off in your own worlds

Kyle looks up at you to see you go from happy to frustrated to upset to shocked all in the span of a few seconds

He definitely finds it adorable and just basks in it by the side

Completely forgets what he was doing cause you’re just so gosh darn cute awwww

You were lying face down, arms holding you up, on his bed. You were tasked to make landscapes of any place but from different perspectives and views. To be honest, you were struggling a little bit. Backgrounds and scenery aren’t quite your strong points, but that didn’t mean you weren’t trying! You were lying down there, tongue poking out as you focused really hard to get the drawing looking at least a little bit realistically correct. You were real deep into it that you didn’t even realize Kyle was watching you until you heard a soft giggle in the back, which immediately made your head whip up. “Hmmm?” You hummed, questioning what he was laughing about. “Ah, it’s nothing.” He smiled at your curiosity. The look of amusement on his face was still there, so you had a hint of what was going on. “You’re just really pretty." You felt your cheeks heat up, giddily smiling to yourself as you felt your legs kicking back and forth in happiness. “Thank you…” You hummed. He only laughed more in return. “Don’t thank me.” He said, lifting your head up by the chin with his fingers as he placed a little kiss on your nose.

🍁 k. mccormick (wc: 360)

FINDS IT SO CUTE

but definitely teases you about it like

“You should take up acting, YN. You’re really good at changing emotions.”

Do you know how some people make facial expressions and random body movements for reference while drawing?

When he sees it for the first time, with no context whatsoever, he thought you got possessed or something CAUSE YOU WERE JUST FLAILING YOUR ARMS AROUND WHILE LOOKING INTENTLY AT THEM

I can just imagine him lying down, watching you drawing, while he’s kicking his feet in the air HEPL

You and your boyfriend, Kenny, were sat slumped against a wall in the back of some alleyway, spending your time together in the quiet where only sounds of passing cars, footsteps and chatter of pedestrians, and the soft winds blowing every now and then. You were getting into your drawings on your little sketchbook, moving from one doodle to the other and leaving many unfinished. Every couple of minutes, you’d revisit the other, but that was only if you were still up to it. Other than that, you had new ideas pulling you away from your drawings every other second. Kenny was playing with the hair that fell by the side of your face as you were doing your own business—twirling, braiding, and unfurling it over and over again. You stretched out your hand and formed it in a reached-out, grabbing motion, shifting it every so often to get a better view of what it looked like. Kenny watched you observing yourself in intrigue as well, resting his chin on your shoulder. As soon as you were done and about to get back to drawing, he lifted himself back up and started to play with your hair once more. While you were drawing out the hand same hand you motioned earlier, you felt a soft kiss on your cheek, which caught you off guard. You turned your head in Kenny's direction, giving him a look that asked, ‘Why?’ Not in a bad way, just out of curiosity. He shrugged in return, cupping your face in one hand with his fingers resting on both cheeks as he squeezed them. “Cutie.”

🎸 s. marsh (wc: 317)

He doesn’t pay much mind to it honestly

He sees it for the first time and thinks it’s kinda silly, but not much after that

He brings it up sometimes though like

“Oh, yeah, I think it’s funny how you’re really expressive.”

But really its not something that bothers him

If anything, he finds it really adorable sometimes, especially when you get a little too into the zone and you’re just changing expressions every millisecond

Honestly, I think it’s a neat little dynamic since you’re probably really bubbly while Stan’s more aloof

You and Stan were in your favorite corner of the world—Stark’s Pond. Okay, technically, it’s one of the farthest things from a corner, given that it’s a whole landscape, but it was a special place unbeknownst to many, especially people who aren’t from the small town of South Park. You two were sat on a bench by the pond, Stan playing the guitar cross-legged, and you were leaning towards it while drawing on your tablet. You hummed along with the songs he was playing, familiar to you as it was your relationship’s self-declared theme song. Your face was twisted in a pout, trying to get a small detail, but important (to you), correct. You clicked your tongue, flipping your canvas every so often to make sure it looked right or physically possible. You sighed, resting your body weight on Stan as he paused to look at you and your art’s progress. “Frustrated?” He hummed, putting his arm down so that it was more comfortable for you to lean onto him. “No,” you clicked your tongue. “Just need to get around this little part. Like, I can’t draw feet for the life of me.” You sighed, tipping your head a little further as you ground into Stan's shoulder. He found himself giggling at you, patting your back, and giving you a little kiss on the cheek.

#cocogrrrl's writing #south park fanfiction #south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski x y/n #kyle broflovski x you #kyle x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick x you #kenny mccormick x y/n #kenny mcormick x reader #stan marsh x y/n #stan marsh x you #stan marsh x reader #stan x reader

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pyeonghongrie · 7 months

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august

Summary: Summer love that only stays in the summer.

Characters/Pairing: Hongjoong X Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut

AU/Trope info: Summer Love, peers to lovers to strangers

Word Count: 1005

Warnings: very explicit smut, piv sex, unprotected sex, creampie, hongjoong cheats on his gf

Rating: 18+

A/N: This is for CoDNet's Summer event! Also part of the ATEEZ x folklore series

Salt air, and the rust on your door, I never needed anything more.

The waves crashing into the shores calmed you down enough to appreciate the scenery, enough to quell the stirring feelings in your gut about this, about everything. Giving yourself wholly to someone who wasn’t yours, who will never be yours. But you think to yourself, you never wanted anything more than this, you never wanted to feel a searing kiss like you want his, desperately, reaching out to someone who couldn't be reached.

Whispers of "Are you sure?", "Never have I ever before"

You think that this was risky, having him like this. His hands trailing up your sides, the soft crunch of sand moving beside you from his weight shifting. You look up at him, a full moon behind him creating a halo around Hongjoong's head, all while his black hair blends into the starless night sky.

His hair fell around his head, framing his gorgeous face. You wish that this was a sight you’d see every day, that maybe someday, he’ll be in your arms and stay there. Not just as a summer lover, but someone who you could devote your life to, desperately clinging onto the delusion that he’ll be yours one day.

But I can see us lost in the memory, August slipped away into a moment in time 'cause it was never mine.

You think to yourself, I could enjoy this for the rest of my life. But really, it was all a delusion, come the start of the next school year, everything that happened in summer would stay in summer. Much like the heat and the fun of it, all would be buried in the sand, washed away by the time fall comes around.

You think to yourself, you’ll never be able to spend Halloween with him, or Thanksgiving, or Christmas, New Year’s Day, Valentine’s Day. You mourn the memories you weren’t able to make.

And I can see us twisted in bedsheets, August sipped away like a bottle of wine 'cause you were never mine.

One thing lead to another, and you somehow managed to make it back to Hongjoong's hotel room, where you straddled him, his cock resting heavily and deliciously inside you. Savoring the feeling of something you’ll never be able to have again. You can feel his heat radiating off of him, the throbbing of his hard cock beating in synch with your racing heart.

You let out soft pants as you start to bounce on his lap, the wet smacks of skin slapping against skin melted into the quiet hum of the air conditioner, Hongjoong moans, throwing his head back onto the pillows in the throws of pleasure.

His hand grips your hips, blunt nails digging into your skin and leaving crescent shaped marks along the sides, he other hand, trails up from your stomach to cup your breast, fingers working on the pebbled nipple.

"Hongjoong, you feel so good-" Your sentence was ended with a sharp thrust upward, Hongjoong whining, delirious with the feeling of your warmth around him. Eyes hazy and unfocused, focused solely on his impending orgasm.

Your orgasm came quicker than you wanted it to, never wanting this moment with Hongjoong to end. Hongjoong had other plans though, trailing the hand that was on your breast down to your heat, thumb gently circling your clit so tenderly, holding you much like a lover should.

Your climax washes over you, a warm wave rushing to your head like a hazy memory, Hongjoong's hips stutter, he throws his head back as he lets his orgasm bring him bliss.

Your back beneath the sun, wishin' I could write my name on it.

But then again, Hongjoong isn't your lover. You couldn't get rid of the ugly monster called guilt that made it's home in your gut. Still, you hoped that in a sick twist of fate, he'd end up being yours instead.

But Hongjoong isn't like that, as much as he's in the wrong for spending his summer in the arms of another, he still deeply, and truly, loves his lover.

Will you call when you're back at school? I remember thinkin' I had you.

Summer ended faster than you wished it would, your time together staying written in the sand until the waves wash it away.

You watched him walk down the halls, not sparing you a glace as he gazed lovingly at his lover. The sight almost made you break, his charming smile being directed to someone else. The worst part is that you couldn't seek comfort from anyone, lest you want to be the reason why a perfect, happy relationship got ruined.

All you can do is suffer in silence, watching as the love of your life slipped between the gaps of your fingers like the grains of sand on that beach that very night he left you.

Back when we were still changin' for the better, wanting was enough, for me, it was enough.

In some sick way, you ended up falling for him over the summer, you never wanted to be in the arms of another as much as you wanted Hongjoong. You're delusional, though, to think that he'd want you back.

To live for the hope of it all, cancel plans just in case you'd call and say, "Meet me behind the mall"

You remember the days when you and Hongjoong would sit in his car behind the mall, enjoying each other's company much like actual lovers, you still hope that he'd still remember you after the summer, but he loves his lover, and not you.

You spend hours, and countless nights waiting for a call, a text, fuck, a letter? Anything? But he never did.

Hongjoong was your once in a lifetime, a lover that left such a big impact on who you are today. Still, he isn't yours, he'll never be yours.

Yet somehow, that brings you peace.

So much for summer love and saying "us", 'cause you weren't mine to lose.

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asvterias · 9 months

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𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖤𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝖧𝖾𝗋 ~ 𝖡𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖡𝗂𝗑𝗅𝖾𝗋

warnings: tiny bit of angst but a happy ending

pairings: bridget x fem!black!reader

genres: extrovert!reader x introvert!bridget & bridget being a cute jealous gf while being slightly insecure

summary: despite being in a relationship with bridget, skylar still playfully flirts with you at a party. your girlfriend instantly becomes overdriven with jealousy and insecurity, making her question your love for her.

word count: 1.2k+

author’s note: hopefully this turns out better than excepted! italic is bridget’s thoughts!

tag list: @c6pids @melodramatic-lesbian @simpforseungkwan @curiousshifter101

it was rare to get bridget out of her home, especially to a party, of all places. knowing the brunette girl’s interests by heart, she values staying indoors with her loved ones, only opting to leave her house when necessary. sometimes you get her to spend the night over at your house, even if it was just to be held in each other’s warm embrace or innocent making out. somehow, you had seduced roped into making bridget come to the party as your plus one.

although she agreed to come along, she didn’t plan on being reckless with her actions that night, therefore she was prohibiting herself from doing drugs and drinking alcohol.

bridget was huddled in a corner, observing others with her eyes as she tended to a red cup in her hand. better to look awkward standing than sitting alone. she wanted to be alone, often taking the liberty of her state of mind. not to be surrounded by alcoholic minors and loud music booming throughout her ears.

you had invited her over in your social circle, persuading her to get comfortable and meet your friends but she shook her head in disagreement with a small smile. she truly adored you but most of your friends were just assholes in her perspective.

although saddened by her answer, you pouted slightly before pecking her lips and left to head over to your group.

god, you were so cute, bridget admired you with a smile lingering on her face. to this day, the brunette nerd was still confused about how she managed to pull you.

it was a no-brainer that you both belonged to two different school cliches. you were amongst the rich and popular group, occupying positions like head cheerleader whilst bridget was a nerd and loner holding onto being in the school band.

she hadn’t gone far, only being a few feet away, wanting to keep a close eye on you. besides she didn’t know anyone else at this party other than you and wasn’t desperate in becoming a social butterfly.

now she really regrets not accepting that invitation to join your friends.

despite only downing a club soda, her eyes perceived her throughout the array of bodies moving past her. everything turned in slow motion, the music, the people alongside their chattering…but bridget wasn’t focused on any of those things. in fact, she was solely focused on your little conversation with your friend, skylar. every time skylar leans into your ear and whispers incoherent words and your reaction is a wide smile across your face making her face scrunch up in irritation. also witnessing how skylar’s hand glazed onto your inner thigh but you subtly push her hand away. all that flashed through bridget’s mind was repeatedly punching her until she lost consciousness…

bridget closes her eyes, hitting her head against the wall as she distracted herself by squeezing the cup to steady her overwhelming emotions.

she couldn’t act out in public, not like this, not with you around. come on, she’s not a wild animal, she has some self-control, but, oh….skylar was making it mission impossible for the introverted brunette.

the proximity between you and skylar made her infuriated with jealousy. bridget had voiced her opinions about your friend being seemingly unaware of boundary rules.

she guesses that she should be mad at you as well, for allowing her to be in your personal space but she’s not. she couldn’t blame skylar for her advances on you because you were stunning and she knew that other people saw the same.

she should be the one teasing you indiscreetly. she should be the one making you blush. not your friend. it should be her! it shouldn’t be affecting her this much anyways, after all, she was the one with the upper hand gaining the luxury of dating you.

stupid skylar thinks that you’re interested in her. stupid skylar is fully aware of your relationship with bridget but still ignores her and parades you around, acting like you’re single.

stupid skylar!! stupid skylar!! stupid skylar!!

a sudden splash brought her out of her thoughts as she abruptly opened her eyes to notice that her drink was spilled onto the wooden floor and the cup destroyed. the noise also turned a few heads, including yours as the music faded out the minor accident.

not used by this much attention, bridget turns on her heel and hurriedly escapes the scene, bumping into random shoulders while exiting to save herself from further embarrassment. immediately you got up and followed after your girlfriend to check up on her, pushing past people to keep up with your fast girlfriend.

soon enough, you found her in one of the bedrooms sitting on the neatly fixed bed with her head in her hands.

“got room for one more?” you asked, still in the doorway, watching how she slowly removes her hands and looks up at you. nodding slightly, she pats a space next to her waiting for you to join her.

upon taking her confirmation, you close the door and walk towards her. you heavily sighed as you took a seat on the soft mattress.

“wanna talk about what happened in there?”

“no! not really.” she shrugs you off, avoiding your eyes. you agreed in silence while looking forward, shuffling closer and briefly touching her leg with yours. the light touch made her turn to you with a hidden glint in her eyes.

“it’s just that i sometimes wonder if you ever made the right choice about dating me.”

your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you attempt to stutter out an answer. where was all this coming from?

bridget had kept it hidden, in hopes of her jealousy brushing off but it just seemed to flourish over time instead. turns out, her so-called buried feelings raised back when seeing skylar’s advances toward you.

“look at us, [name]!” she switches her finger between the two of you, “you’re one of the popular kids and i’m a nerd. our school cliches don’t intertwine with each other.”

“that’s not really what you’re mad at, bridg.”

“fine…” she defeatedly sighs, “i guess that i got jealous of you and skylar being so close together. she knows that we’re dating yet she’s still over you.”

“now i can’t excuse skylar’s behavior but i will confront her about it.”

“no please don’t—“

“if it makes you uncomfortable i’ll confront her about it 100 times.” you held her hands, calmly interrupting her.

“listen to me, bridg.” you caress her face softly, watching as she melts into your touch and the sight made you swoon light-heartedly. “you’re good enough for me, i love you and not skylar so i don’t want you to feel insecure just by being in a relationship with me,” you explain, squeezing her hand, “look from now on, we can try to be as open as we need to be each with other, so neither of us are left in the dark. ok, that sounds like a plan?”

bridget smiles, agreeing with your statement. “wanna ditch and order take-out?”

you leaned in, giving your girlfriend a gentle kiss. “yeah, let’s go.”

#bridget bixler #bridget evil dead rise #gabrielle echols #gabrielle echols icons #evil dead rise #evil dead rise x reader #evil dead rise x fem!reader #bridget x reader #bridget x fem!reader #bridget bixler x reader #bridget bixler x fem!reader #bridget evil dead rise x reader #bridget evil dead rise x fem!reader

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charleslebatman · 11 months

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People have placed the expectation onto Charles of being this romantic Prince Charming towards his girlfriends to fulfil whatever internally satisfaction of a fantasy boyfriend they have of him.

So the fact that he’s not publicly as far as we know the most romantic or touchy with his gf, people will assume PR. Either out of disdainful of his gf, or because he did not fulfil the imaginary expectation of what they thought of him to be as a boyfriend. Or both ofc.

Alexandra being PR would pretty much be useless and the unnecessary form of PR. But further more PR relationships of two people who aren’t dating but pretend to be aren’t common anymore in modern celebrity era. It’s more likely that they’re actually dating and using their relationship as a form of PR. But doesn’t equate to them being fake.

I think the more likely truth is that Charles, like a lot of guys, but especially like a lot of famous athletes. Date for companionship. A lot of them have been emotionally stunned in order to focus on perfecting their career as an athlete. Of course this is not everyone, but even Lewis spoke about this. If you spend all your time and energy focusing on becoming the best in one aspect, other areas in your life get neglected, and at some point it’s hard to care or feel the need to fix that when you’re in a comfortable position.

My opinion is that Charles is just not ideally dreamy boyfriend people label him to be. He’s just rather normal, and because he’s not conforming to their imaginations. People try to find something wrong with his gfs (this time Alexandra) as someone to blame for it. When he’s just most likely not that guy.

I’ll also add tho just because how you see he treats his male friends doesn’t mean he’ll treat his gf’s the same. Men notoriously will be laughing and smiling all day with their best friends and then won’t give their gf the same energy. Bc misogyny lol.

Agree with a lot of things you said, bestie.

When I launched the PR relationship, it's definitely not like we see with celebrities. Like singers, actors etc... It was more in, I don't know, maybe he got on well with this girl and he imagined something about her image.

We see things from the outside, maybe too much. So PR makes absolutely no sense, because for those who are interested in gossips, it does a disservice to his image. But maybe in his circle, in the way he sees things, he thought it wouldn't be a bad thing to try and that it would do something for his image.

The more I see these boys interact with love and relationships, the more I realize that they don't think with the same logic as we do.

Even for me, the PR relationship doesn't make sense in itself. That's why when I say that, it should be read as something much more subtle and complex. Not two people, without feelings that we put together to make the goat couple. 😂

Just a swinging man, in love with love, who thinks erratically in terms of feelings and seems to be quite impressionable. 😵‍💫

#charles leclerc

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munson-blurbs · 1 year

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Maybe an angst blurb about Eddie and his gf have officially graduated and maybe moved out together. But Eddie’s still in his immature phase and still goes to the school and plays D&D all the time and his gf is really wanting him to grow up and get a job and start focusing on life not a fantasy game. Get into a big fight about his being immature and still playing games with kids when he’s turning 21 soon etc I love your writing so much by the way

Please reblog this if it comes on your feed; Tumblr isn't showing my blog in search or tags. Thank you!

Warnings: language, angst, not a happy ending, gn!reader

WC: 711

A/N: This is sad. I'm sorry. One of my pet peeves is fics where someone messes up really badly and it's unrealistically fixed at the end, so I didn't want to do that. Pls forgive me <3

7:30 pm. Dinner's been on the table for 45 minutes, stone cold at this point. You would heat up your portion in the microwave and eat without him, but you've lost your appetite.

After a long week of work and classes, Friday nights should be your time to decompress. So much of your "free" time was spent poring over your notes or writing essays, wishing you could just watch TV and snuggle up with Eddie. You'd also had to pick up extra shifts lately, as Corroded Coffin's gig weren't enough for Eddie to cover his portion of the rent. Long story short, you're utterly exhausted.

At 9:00, Eddie bursts through the apartment door. "Sorry, sorry," he mutters, purposefully avoiding your glare. "The campaign went on longer than I anticipated, and then Wheeler needed a ride home because Nancy had already left for her date, so--"

"Save it," you snap, eyes welling with tears. "I'm so fucking sick and tired of this, Eddie. I cooked dinner for us, and you're lucky money's so tight, or I would've just thrown it all away." You turn to your bedroom but stop before you get there. "And do you know why money is tight?"

Eddie's eyes graze the floor, unable to meet yours. "Because I don't have a job," he mumbles under his breath.

"Yes, Eddie. Because you don't have a job. And any time that you could spend finding one, you choose to plan campaigns for a club at a school you don't even go to anymore!" You wince as you feel yourself yelling. Shouting was how your mom maintained her control over the family, and you promised not to do the same. Well, look at you now.

"They're still my friends," he offers lamely. "I thought you liked them, too."

You scoff. "Don't try that manipulative shit with me. You know I love your friends. What I don't love," you add pointedly, "is you waltzing in here at whatever time you want, missing dinner, and throwing some pathetic excuse at me, week after week."

Eddie's silent, chewing on a lock of his hair, so you continue.

"You promised me," you say, choking back a sob, "that we would be a family. Give each other the love and patience we didn't have growing up. How are we supposed to be a family if you won't even put in minimal effort to support me?"

He reaches out to take your hand, but you pull away before he can grab it. "Don't," you hiss. "Just leave me alone. Go sleep at Wayne's."

You've never kicked him out before, but you can't even bear to feel his presence right now. Your heart sinks thinking of the love and energy you've invested into this relationship: the sleepless nights helping him study so he could finally graduate, cheering him on during gigs when you really needed to crash, staying in Hawkins so he could be near his uncle when all you'd ever wanted was to hightail it out of this town.

"C-can't I just sleep on the couch?" he asks softly. "We can talk about it in the morning."

You shake your head. "No, Eddie." There's finality in your tone. "All we ever do is talk about it, but nothing changes. Until you get your shit together and start acting like an adult, I'm done. We're done."

"We're done? Are you...breaking up with me?"

You bite your bottom lip, willing your body to stop shaking. "I need an adult relationship with an adult boyfriend. I've given you countless opportunities to be what I need, and I've realized..." You take a deep breath before continuing. "I've realized that I can't make you do this for me. But I also can't run myself ragged trying to save our relationship."

Eddie's crying now, tears streaming down his face. "I fucked up so bad," he says, though you're unsure if he's talking to you or himself. "I'm so sorry." But he goes into the room and pulls out a suitcase, haphazardly throwing in an assortment of clothes.

As he leaves, dragging his bag behind him, he turns back to you. "I love you."

You just nod, and he closes the door behind him. You love him, too. But sometimes, that isn't enough.

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lady-necropolis · 2 years

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Ok ok I have a little fic idea…could we do Terzo being taught by his gamer gf how to play something simple like Minecraft but he is just hopeless at video games it would be too cute 🥰 I love your writing by the way <3

First wanna say sorry for how long this took, I had a busy weekend and wasn’t able to get to this as quickly as I would have liked. And thanks so much Anon! I really appreciate that. Being bad at gaming myself, I'll give it my best shot! Big thanks to @r3ptil3 for bouncing some ideas off with me. Hope it's to your liking!

“Cazzo!” Terzo bellowed, tossing his controller onto the empty spot on the sofa next to him. It landed with a thud onto the cushions and you bit your lip to stave off the bubble of laughter from escaping your throat as he grumbled and crossed his arms.

“No luck?” Terzo harumphed and you giggled under your breath, gliding to the sofa and plopping down next to him, picking up the Switch as you did.

“How dare you even ask that Cara mia,” he muttered, and you rested your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arms around him in comfort. He sighed and kissed the top of your head. After spending awhile watching you play Animal Crossing, Terzo had finally asked you if he could give it a go. He wanted to catch fossils, because as he said It looks much fun Cara Mia, you get so excited when you find a new one no? So, you set him up with a new island and even made sure he had a fishing rod to start, all he needed was to get the fish. All should have been fine, except for one tiny detail you may have overlooked. Terzo wasn’t very good at games. He was also known to sport a rather short temper at times. These things combined had resulted in a few things coming to pass. For starters, when you check his inventory, you find that he has yet to catch a single fish. Checking the time confirms to you that he’s been playing for nearly an hour. And, the sour look on your boyfriend’s painted face tells you that he’s well past his wits’ end.

You sigh, nestling further into the crook of his shoulder, his arm coming down to squeeze you into him. “You want some help, love?” you ask, and giggle again as his mismatched eyes widen and he bobs his head excitedly like a puppy being offered a treat.

“For the love of Satan Cara, please,” he whines. “Show me.”

“Alrighty then,” you grin, making sure Terzo can see the screen as you get comfy. He wiggles down a little into the sofa until his chin comes to rest on your shoulder, and you can’t resist kissing his cheek before you get started. He hums into it. “Were you watching the current?” you ask him, as you wait for a fish and cast your line.

“Che cosa?”

“The way the water’s moving love,” you giggle. “It might move your line further away if you don’t watch it.” He nods, a look of deep concentration on his face as he watches your line. You find he looks rather handsome with the way his eyebrows knit together and you let your gaze linger there until you hear a distinct plunk! And you reel it in, catching his first fish. “So, when you hear that sound, or when your bobber goes under—”

“bobber?”

“The floating ball.”

“Ah.”

“Mhmm. So when that goes under, press A to reel it in.” He nods again, and then makes a grabby motion with his hands.

“Let me try now, Cara.” You chuckle, handing him the console, and settle down into his chest. He’s not perfect at it, but he’s faring much better than he was before. And you spend the next couple minutes in silence, admiring his focused expression, and the adorable way the tip of his tongue has poked out between his lips. Finally, he reels in his first fish with a yelp of triumph.

“Ha! Cara I did it!” And he leans down, excitedly peppering your face with kisses. “Grazie!” A little peck to the cheek. “Grazie!” One to your nose. “Grazie!” And a big wet smooch to the corner of your mouth. You giggle, pushing his face away.

“You still have three more to go, love!”

“Sì, sì, tesoro. Un momento.” You hum, craning your neck up to give him a proper kiss, and he returns it with fervour, letting his soft lips linger against yours for a moment before pulling away. “Will you stay amore?” You smile, snuggling into his chest and breathing in his warm scent of spice and incense, sighing as he plants one more kiss to the top of your head.

“Of course, my love.”

#papa emeritus iii #papa emeritus 3 #papa terzo #terzo emeritus #the band ghost #ghost bc

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secretjeon · 2 years

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hey! hope you're having a great day. i saw that you're taking requests and have a very specific scenario that's been living on my mind rent free with tasm!peter. so basically he is into pottery, he likes to make mugs and cute shit for the gf and one day she asks him to teach her? cute, fluffy, wholesome, his hands on her hands shaping the clay kinda vibe, the lot (can add a bit -or a lot- of spice too iykwim). anyway, hope you like this and feel free to use it or ignore it! xo

Teach Me; Peter Parker

pairing: Andrew!Peter Parker x fem!reader

warnings: fluffff, cursing, a little smutty ;) thigh riding, nipple sucking, praise kink, handjob, cum eating, uses of the nicknames pretty girl, princess, ig it’s kinda messy because they were messing with clay(?) but its never directly stated

this was too fucking cute to not write ty for requesting this 😭 i feel like i accidentally made it more smutty than fluffy im so sorry (also lowkey stole that one scene from ghost) believe it or not, this is the first time i’ve written smut (or close to it) so i hope i did ok and i hope you like it! 😭

Your boyfriend had been into pottery for as long as you can remember. You couldn’t even count how many things you had around the house that had been handmade from Peter himself, mugs, bowls, vases, an adorable teapot that looked like an elephant that you had no idea how he made so perfect. Peter absolutely loved gifting you with items that he made, and you absolutely adored the gifts you got, knowing how proud he was of himself and how long he worked on it, and how they came out looking like absolute masterpieces.

You were currently over at his place, staying for a few nights, admiring him while he was making what he said was gonna be ‘matching mugs with each other’ as you both liked to have coffee or hot chocolate dates often. He was wearing an old band t-shirt he didn’t care about much and some loose pants while you were only wearing one of his shirts, having only panties underneath as you didn’t think any of your clothes were very comfy at the moment. It was quite a sight to look at, how focused he was on making it perfect, the way his fingers moved across the clay so carefully, you were ashamed (not really) that it was turning you on. You also thought it was an amazing art, wishing you could make pottery as beautiful as Peter did, which is when you got an idea.

“Pete,” He looked up at you while still moving his fingers around the clay. “Do you think you could maybe teach me how to make pottery?” He brightened up at the words he had heard, always secretly hoping you’d ask one day. “Of course Y/N, come here.” He gestured with his head downwards, implying for you to come sit on his lap. You got up and went to sit on him, careful for his clay covered hands not to touch your clothes, though you knew they would probably end up dirty anyways.

“Okay, so all you do is put your hands like this,” He put his chin on your shoulder and his hands over yours, carefully guiding them onto the messy blob that would eventually be a mug. “And just move them like this.” Putting his fingers between yours, moving them together and helping you shape the clay. It was more fun than you thought, but you figured a part of it was because you were doing it together. You enjoyed spending time with Pete, and this was definitely something the both of you were having fun with. You were doing pretty well so far, the mug shape coming together a little more, slowly but surely.

“You’re doing so good for me, pretty girl.” You felt yourself get hot, shifting around in his lap, slowly getting wet from his words and the way his fingers were moving with yours. “Well you’re definitely good with your fingers, Peter. This is way worse than how yours look.”

“Come on, you of all people should know I’m good with my fingers, Y/N.” He joked while your eyes widened, realizing what he meant. You pressed your thighs together, trying to cause some relief. He laced his fingers with yours, slowly taking them off of the badly unfinished mug and bringing them to your thighs, forcing them to open.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice how wet you were getting, sweetheart?” Fuck, you had forgotten about his spidey senses, and how he could definitely tell when you were aroused, recalling the moments he had known even when he was across the room from you. “Turn around,” he demanded. You shifted on his lap so you were facing him and straddling his thigh, while he was looking at you with darkened eyes, learning that he was now just as turned on as you were.

“Go on pretty girl, use my thigh to get you off.” He grabbed your waist, moving you forward to give you a start. You put your head on his shoulder, beginning to grind on his muscular thigh thanks to his spiderman activities. He started to bounce his leg a little, immediately making you moan from the stimulation. “Fuck Pete,” you whined, your pussy growing wetter by the second. You were glad he was wearing loose pants, teasing your fingers around the waistband before reaching in to take his hard cock out, spreading his precum around to get it slick before beginning to stroke it.

“Fuck princess, just like that,” He moaned. He took his hands off your waist to lift up your shirt, thanking the gods that you weren’t wearing a bra before leaning forward to take your right nipple into his mouth, letting his tongue swirl around the hard pebble before sucking on it, before switching to the other one. You moaned loudly, beginning to ride his thigh faster and jerking his cock harder.

“I’m gonna cum Peter,” You breathed out, feeling the knot in your stomach get tighter. “Yeah, pretty girl?” He took his mouth off your tits to talk. “You gonna cum for me? Cum, then. Make a mess all over me. Fuck, baby.” He moaned out the end as you swirled your thumb around the tip of his cock, bringing him closer to release.

“Cum with me Peter, please, please, please,” you began begging as your thighs started to twitch, your eyes rolling back, cumming all over his thigh. “Fuckkk Y/N,” your reaction bringing him to his own orgasm, hot spurts of cum shooting all over your hand. You sighed as you calmed down from your orgasm, bringing your hand up to lick his cum off. “I love you so fucking much, Y/N.” He kissed you harshly before you got up, getting a little embarrassed at the extremely obvious wet spot you had left on his pants. “Don’t get embarrassed darling,” he noticed your face, “It’s fucking hot. You should go lay down, you’re probably tired.” You smiled at his words before changing your soaked underwear into a clean pair and washing your hands of the clay that still occupied them and went to lay down in his bed, though with as much as you go over, it might as well be your bed too.

He came back with different pants on and clean hands and went to lay behind you, wrapping his arms around your body and pulling you closer. “I love you.” He mumbled into your neck. “I love you too, Peter.” You grabbed one of his hands that was wrapped around you and intertwined it with yours, closing your eyes and falling asleep with your lover by your side.

By the time you woke up, it was morning but Peter was nowhere to be found. You looked at the clock, seeing it was only 8 am when something caught your attention on the nightstand. It was the finished mugs from last night. Sitting side by side, both mugs sporting a sage green and brown with each mug having your names on it and little sunflowers scattered across. You smiled, absolutely loving everything about your life, knowing that with Peter, it would always be perfect.

was this bad? im so sorry i tried

#peter parker x reader #peter parker smut #andrew garfield x reader #andrew peter parker #andrew peter parker x reader #tasm peter parker #tasm peter x reader #tasm peter parker x reader #tasm #peter parker fluff

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favoniuscodex · 2 years

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ardour. [ diluc x f!reader ]

prompt: diluc wishes to procrastinate his paperwork. his method of choice? you. (also known as the fic where you make out with diluc)

pairing: diluc x f!reader

word count: ~1.6k

warnings: diluc & the reader are married, this fic has very intimate kissing details but nothing that isn't sfw! however, for my own comfort, please be 16 years of age or older when reading this fic c:

a/n: this is purely self indulgent hence the f!reader pronouns. ty for understanding ;;; i dont really write physical stuff like this so i hope u enjoy & let me know if u like it ? i spent a few days on this & i even bothered my gf about it LMFAO. new year = new writing challenges ?

it isn't often that the two of you are cooped up in dawn winery with nowhere else to go. diluc, being the ever-popular wine tycoon that he is, often spends his evenings fraternizing with potential clients and spends his nights protecting the streets of mondstadt. you, an adventurer at your core, are often whisked away on commissions that leave your side of the dawn winery master bedroom bed empty for days at a time. as soon as the wintry weather of mondstadt comes to its peak, with snow coating the ground and trade grinding to a near-temporary halt, commissions become unsafe and socialite parties dwindle.

this means that you and diluc have approximately a fortnight of nothing to do besides winery paperwork and mundane activities. you have chosen to read a book in diluc's study, curling up next to the fireplace while he sits at his desk, reading and signing away at some financial documents.

"darling," diluc calls for you. you perk your head up, looking over at him questioning.

"yeah?" you ask, twirling your bookmark in your hand.

"could you come over here?" he asks, voice a bit stiff. you nod and place your bookmark in the book before setting it to the side, eagerly bouncing over to your boyfriend.

"what's up, lulu?" you ask, looking over his shoulder at the documents before him. nothing about them seem relevant to you. noticing that you're scanning over the words on the page before him, diluc uses the opportunity to take one of your hands in his own, causing your attention to disrupt and your eyes to narrow.

a faint blush appears on diluc's cheeks as he looks up at you while his fingers absentmindedly play with your own. you now realize exactly why he called you over here, especially with the way his rubied gaze keeps flickering down to peer at your lips.

"don't you have work to do, ragnvindr?" you tease, giving his hand a squeeze. his thumb begins to trace absentminded patterns on the back of your hand and a small smile appears on his face.

"'ragnvindr', hm?" he muses. "do you not wish to return the favor of sweet nicknames?"

he swivels his desk chair to face you before gently tugging you closer. you oblige, moving to stand in front of him as he looks up at you fondly. you look at him with a sly smirk.

"well, you've never been the fondest of 'lulu'..." you say with an exaggerated sigh. diluc's deadpan expression gives you no indication that he disagrees, so you continue. "plus, when you have so much work to do, i can't help but keep our relationship strictly... formal."

"is that so, love?" diluc says. "i suppose i cannot resist the affectionate nicknames for you, then. even when my attention should be focused solely on business, my thoughts are wholly consumed by ones of you."

to seal the honesty of his words, he lifts your hand up to his lips and presses a soft kiss to your knuckles, looking up at you with utmost adoration as he does so. diluc doesn't fail to notice the way your breath hitches at the action. his smirk widens ever so slightly and he turns the inside of your wrist to face him.

"ever the charmer, huh, diluc? if only the other girls at the tavern could hear you now," you giggle. your gentle, amused laughter cuts short as diluc brings your wrist to his lips, gracing your pulse point with a chaste kiss.

"you are the only woman i could ever tell such words to," diluc says. "after all, such words are only truthful when i speak them to you and no one else."

you wonder if diluc felt the way your heartbeat quickened upon the impact of his mouth against your wrist. after all of these years spent together, diluc knows you far too well, yet looks up at you with innocent wonder all the same, even if his actions are anything but naïve. years spent together have only taught diluc exactly how to lure you into getting what he desires. who are you to deny him such a simple wish that you are more than willing to provide?

"hmm, really? then how should i reward such honesty?" you lean in closer to diluc's face, smiling as you look down at him. his scarlet eyes bore into your own and you can feel his breath fan lightly over your face in the close proximity.

diluc's hand releases your arm and instead finds purchase on the curve of your jaw, fingers slanting upward into your hair as the edge of his palm rests underneath your jawbone. his thumb grazes your cheek, carefully brushing across the skin as if you were made of intricate, delicate glass. the cool metal of his wedding band nearly sends a shiver through you as it brushes your jawbone, its chill softened only by the pyro-infused, familiar warmth of his skin.

you wonder many things about diluc ragnvindr, but you have never wondered if he loves you or not. you know the answer to such questions by heart. his intimate touch conveys his innermost loving sentiments towards you, even if he may be too bashful in other moments to voice such affections. tonight is different. tonight, you see the mirth in his eyes that the birth of adulthood stole from him.

"a reward..." diluc stares into your eyes and, despite his intense gaze, you don't look away. he places his other hand on your hip, fingers splaying across the thin fabric of your night clothes. "spend the evening with me?"

diluc's plea sounds so innocent, yet his eyes bore into you with the same ferocity and warmth of the flames that he conjures in battle. deciding to play into his little game, you wrap your arms around his neck and grin devilishly at him. instinctively, his knees part to allow you to stand directly between his sitting legs.

"spend the night with you? how scandalous, diluc," you murmur, lips now only centimeters away from his own. diluc's eyes dilate as you finally look down at his own lips with the same longing glance that he's been giving your own since he called you over. "what would everyone think?"

in spite of your appalled words, you use the parting of diluc's legs to your advantage and sit down on his lap. you hear diluc inhale sharply and your mischievous expression only worsens.

"i did not ask for a night with you -- only an evening. however, i will gladly oblige you with both, darling," diluc says, voice hushed in the close proximity.

and with that, the phoenix swoops in for the kill.

heated lips ignore your own. diluc's hand on your jaw guides you to look away from him and afterwards, his lips come in contact with your jawline instead, placing a desire-filled trail of kisses down your jaw. the hand on your hip shifts positions as diluc wraps his arm around your waist, allowing him to hold you closer as he begins to descend down the length of your neck.

you grant him access, allowing diluc to litter your skin with open-mouthed kisses. if someone had told you years ago that your newly-proclaimed boyfriend, diluc ragnvindr, would find entertainment in kissing you anywhere his lips could reach, you would have laughed in their face. now, you only careen further into diluc's touch, stabilizing yourself in his lap by bunching up the fabric of his shirt in your hands.

when diluc begins to trail down past the sensitive skin of your neck to focus on the exposed sliver of your collarbone, you pull back with a whine of the nickname he proclaims to dislike so much (you know otherwise, considering its the only nickname to put a blush on his cheeks).

"lulu," you protest and diluc chuckles softly, unoffended by your refusal of his silent plea.

"as you wish, love," he says, fixing the collar of your silk pajama top that he disrupted.

before you can tease him for trying to go further than just kissing, diluc silences you by pushing his lips against your own. you melt into the kiss as his hand returns to cup your cheek. his fingers brush against your hair as he kisses you like a man starved. hopeless desperation is poured into his kiss and you feel nothing in your senses besides all that diluc ragnvindr is conveying to you in this moment.

when the two of you finally break to catch your breath, diluc's cheeks are flushed red as he flashes you a wide grin, one you so scarcely see. you are unable to hide your own lovestruck smile as you laugh at his enamored expression.

"are you-" you pause to catch another breath, only causing diluc's expression to grow smug at your apparent breathlessness from his actions. "are you done procrastinating yet, love?"

diluc's eyes widen at the soft nickname, but he regains his composure, shaking his head with a quiet laugh.

"with my beautiful wife in my arms?" diluc asks. "i do not believe that i will ever be able to return to such mundane paperwork."

diluc ragnvindr descends upon your lips once more and you are all too willing to let yourself burn in the passionate flames of his affections.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr x reader #axia.writing #writing.diluc

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