#anon - 🦦

[pb-littleverse]

little!Hyunjin's Part 2 to the previous request, little!Heejin and little!Hyunjin both in different girl groups now and feeling miserable not being able to see each other as much.

Part 1

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Tensions have been high today in the Loossemble dorms, and Kahei is only a few steps shy from the end of her rope.

She had already had to put Hyeju in timeout today. Her baby wolf once again decided to mock Chaewonnie until she cried tears of frustration.

Now, it’s Chae’s turn in the corner, having left teeth marks in Hyeju’s hand in a disagreement over a game, and then biting her on the ankle to try and stop her from tattling.

She loves her little girls, even when one lives to antagonize, and the other likes to act out as a literal ankle biter. She loves all of them fiercely.

But with Chaewonnie acting up more than usual lately, Hyeju taunting her for it, and Yeojin sleeping like a baby (literally in her baby headspace), Kahei can’t deny that some help at a time like this would be appreciated.

But through everything today, Hyunjin has been suspiciously quiet. She had wanted time to herself earlier, as she often does most free afternoons. But it’s now past dinnertime, and Kahei realizes that she hasn’t seen Hyunjin for hours.

Worry sparks through her when she knocks on her bedroom door, only to get no response. Conflicted relief takes over when Kahei finds her facedown on the living room sectional instead.

She’s wearing her kitty collar, which means she’s little. While Hyunjin is one of the most reliable caregivers, the tradeoff is that Aeongie can be one of their most unpredictable littles–hence the agreement to put a bell collar on her.

What’s concerning, however, is that she hasn’t heard that bell ringing once today, which means Aeongie has either been cooped up in her room, or else moping here on the couch all evening.

Kahei’s heart aches for her little girl, but she can’t repress a sigh. She’s tired, and consoling Aeongie is always a tossup.

Still, Kahei shakes herself into a steady, gentle tone before confronting her sulky darling.

“Aeongie, baby, are you doing okay?” she asks.

Aeongie huffs, blowing a big, grumpy breath out of her mouth.

“Wan’ cereal,” she pouts.

Kahei has to strain to hear her. The corner of her mouth quirks up into a smile, and she has to hold her knuckles to her own mouth to keep from giggling.

There’s no question: it’s terrible seeing Hyunjin upset, but Kahei can’t always help her urge to laugh at inappropriate times. Here with Aeongie’s head crammed between the cushions of the sectional is no exception.

“Cereal, really?” she asks, raising an eyebrow fondly. “For dinner?”

Aeongie’s furious nodding is hard to argue with. Kahei isn’t normally one to indulge demands that are made without a “Please” before them, but since she’s the one who didn’t think to check on Aeongie at dinnertime, she accepts it as a fair enough bargain.

Kahei prepares Aeongie’s favorite mix: Cinnamon Toast Crunch and Lucky Charms, with a generous marshmallow-to-cereal ratio as a treat, and doused in cold milk.

“It looks like my kitty cat could use a pick-me-up,” she muses, setting the bowl down in front of Aeongie and taking the armchair at the end of the coffee table.

“T’ank you,” Aeongie mutters.

“You’re so welcome, baby.” Kahei smiles, pleased by Aeongie’s manners and rocking in her chair to give her time to eat.

Only after a wild descent upon the bowl does Aeongie cough up what’s bothering her.

“Miss Heekkie,” she grumbles, her spoon roughly clattering as she drops it into the cleared bowl.

“You miss Heekkie?” Kahei smiles. This is about what she expected. “That sounds like something a good playdate at the ARTMS dorm can help with, no?”

What surprises Kahei is the stormy conviction on Aeongie’s brow only hardening at the suggestion.

“Don’ wanna,” she hisses, swiftly shambling across the floor and plopping herself down in Kahei’s lap.

If there was a fight between her and Heekkie, Kahei knows nothing about it. She racks her brain, knowing there’s no chance of prying further while Aeongie is like this. She’s at least willing to lean into Kahei’s touch while she strokes her hair. That’s a good sign, anyways.

After giving it some thought, she switches her tactic.

“Do you need to get some energy out, baby? Do you want to play in your box?”

The box came with their dorm’s new refrigerator. Their company had it delivered not long into everyone moving in, after the girls agreed to let ARTMS keep LOONA’s old one. The day that Kahei and Hyeju managed to get it running, no one could locate Aeongie.

After a thorough search of the dorm, they found her napping in the box. She looked even more precious and peaceful than if she had been in her own bed. As such, they kept it around as a sort of playhouse for Aeongie.

But now, something pitiful crosses Aeongie’s face at the mention of the box. She buries her face in Kahei’s lap and frantically mumbles something. Worry flares up in Kahei.

“Speak up for me, honey?” she coaxes.

“I put a hole in it!” Aeongie bawls, suddenly banging her fists against the arm of the chair and threatening to fall out of Kahei’s lap.

And that throws Kahei for a loop. She wants to ask Aeongie what in the world happened to get her this worked up. But first, she allows her little girl the space to cry herself out.

“Oh, kitten,” she hums. “Can Momma touch your head?”

Aeongie nods vigorously, throwing herself in a wild, sprawling adjustment out in Kahei’s lap. Once she’s settled, Kahei presses her fingertips into Aeongie’s scalp and massages in slow circles. Tears slide down her cheeks and onto Kahei’s pants as she lifts herself higher onto her lap.

After a minute of gentle rocking in Kahei’s hold, Aeongie finally spills.

“Don’ wan’ Heekkie to see me when I’m not fun,” she blubbers.

Hearing it just about cracks Kahei’s heart in two, but she remains steady.

“But, baby, don’t you think Heekkie is sad too?”

Aeongie shakes her head with a grunt, smudging more tears into Kahei’s shirt. But after thinking about it a little longer, she relents.

“I don’ know,” she murmurs.

They stay like that, Kahei holding her close, until Aeongie eventually grows restless. She rolls down and onto the floor, tugging insistently for her Momma to follow.

With Kahei’s help, Aeongie trudges along to show her what happened to the box. Kahei finds that she had indeed punched a hole through in a moment’s tantrum, and even flattened it some as well.

Aeongie’s lip quivers as she surveys the damage. Kahei shushes her comfortingly, and they gradually work towards a solution that Aeongie can agree with.

She allows Kahei to cut a bigger hole in the side of the box. When it’s ready, Aeongie sits pensively in the cockpit of her new “spaceship,” assessing the changes to her favorite toy.

Kahei chews her lip as she watches. This is Aeongie, or Hyunjin– always their brave commander. This is Aeongie/Hyunjin, who went through every phase of grief to secure the formation of this group.

This is Aeongie/Hyunjin, who stayed behind with Kahei and saved her from being stranded alone at their old company.

After looking the box over from every angle, Aeongie turns and stares up at Kahei with big, pleading eyes.

On cue, Kahei pushes up against the back of the box, driving her around on the carpet. Aeongie bursts into squeals and Kahei, feeling gratified, finds the nerve to add sound effects.

Aeongie will still need time and space to wallow. Kahei will cherish moments like these in the meantime, taking any opportunity to put a smile on her face.

Their brave commander will pick herself up when she’s ready. Of that, Kahei has no doubt.

#kpop agere #age regression #agere loona #loona hyunjin #loona vivi #request #anon 🦦

[hueningshaped]

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[rinhaler]

i’m in love with your yakuza toji and shiu like actually OBSESSED!! if your requests are still open, can you do one like the meeting, but you’re being a brat to get their attention and they’re won’t do anything till after the meeting? you can see how the rest goes thoo!! lots of loveee -🦦anon

I'm so behind on requests I'm so sorry agdjsjklaghsj hopefully this is worth the wait tho!! Haven't thought about that drabble in forever but I'm glad u liked it so much!!

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, daddy kink, exhibitionism?, public setting, cucking? shiu idk, reader used as an ashtray low key, spanking, pussy slaps, face slapping, vaginal sex, degradation, praise, creampie, orgasm denial, brat taming. (lmk if i missed any!)

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“Daddy—”

“Shush, baby. Gotta pay attention.” Toji tells you, bringing his finger to his lips to tell you what you need to do. You need to be quiet and behave. And yet, you can’t.

You aren’t sure what’s wrong with you today. His jaw is strong and his muscular frame dominates the room. He won’t mind if you touch him a little, you’re sure. He’s just as insatiable as you are. More so, normally. You’re a little surprised to see him actually focus on a meeting for once, but you’re confident that you can steal his attention from it.

He looks down at his thigh as your hand settles there, dainty fingers start to grab and squeeze at his quads. They roam upwards towards his crotch, and you smile to yourself as you get closer and closer. Though you gasp, lightly, when you feel his hand grasp firmly around your wrist.

You look up to see his eyes fixed on yours. There isn’t a hint of amusement in his expression.

“Was daddy unclear when he said pay attention?” he asks. You quickly shake your head with a downtrodden pout. Even your little sniffles don’t bother him, his face stoic and unchanging. “I thought as much. So sit still and be quiet, brat.” he warns you.

You fold your arms over each other and you pout harder than you thought possible. Your eyebrows scrunch as you do all of you can to focus on the meeting, just like your daddy. But you can’t. It’s so boring and you just don’t care. It scares you to hear about murder and violence, even if it is menial to them.

It’s their norm, not yours.

“S-Shiu…” you whisper, turning your head to face Toji’s second in command who sits on the other side of you. “Wanna go home.”

You don’t notice Toji looking at you, but Shiu does. It’s brief, but scathing. A subtle look out of the corner of his eyes to display his frustration with you. Shiu swallows lightly, feeling sorry for your predicament. Normally Toji is so mindful of you and your neediness, he can’t help but wonder what has encouraged his boss’ change of heart today. Perhaps he’s trying to train you better. Regardless, he clears his throat and looks into your eyes.

“You can be good for a few more minutes, sweetheart.” Shiu tells you as he checks the time on his wristwatch. “Not much longer, promise.” he assures you, he lightly holds your chin and strokes it with his thumb.

Just a few more minutes.

“Keep your fucking legs open or I’m not touchin’ your cunt for the rest of the year.” Toji warns you. You sniff as tears spill from your lashline, slowly opening your legs again for the man circling the meeting table. You yelp as a stinging slap comes down atop your thigh, and another harsh wet smack hits your pussy.

“Ah!” you scream, squirming from the impact.

“Sh, sh shhh, ‘m here.” Shiu coos from behind you.

You’re flat against the desk while Shiu stands behind you. Your wrists are crossed while he holds them against the table above your head. His cigarette dangles from his lips, and you can’t help but wince as ash flickers down on occasion.

Toji told him to use you like an ash tray.

“I fuck you one time in a meeting, and you think that’s how they’re all gonna go? Hm.” Toji states. It feels like a question, though you don’t try to speak in fear of making things worse. Your eyes roll back as his thumb carefully rubs over your clit, only twice, before he wipes the residue on your exposed stomach. “Glad you’re wet, jus’ how daddy likes…” he starts.

“You risk embarrassing your daddy when you misbehave like that, you know.” Shiu tells you. He’s seamlessly able to pin your wrists down with just one hand, deciding to flick ash down into your face to accentuate his point. “Do you want people to think he’s weak?”

“N-No! Daddy isn’t weak!” you explain. You should be ashamed of yourself when your eyes cross and you silence yourself with a bite to your lower lip as Toji stuffs his thick cock into you.

“You should have just fucked her.” Shiu smiles. You don’t even react when you feel his palm land harshly against your cheek. In fact, your tongue lolls as you lose yourself to the feeling of being their toy. “Look how quiet she’s being now, little slut.”

“You don’t even deserve my cock,” Toji speaks. And you know he’s right.

You shouldn’t be rewarded for disobeying him like you did. But you don’t care, you’re getting what you wanted all along. Toji does your thinking for you, after all. And right now, he doesn’t want you to think. He just wants to remind you that you’re his dumb pet. He wants to remind you of what you love so much and what he can easily take away if you choose to act up again.

“Wasn’t gonna do this for ya, princess. But I can’t help myself, not when there’s a perfect wet cunt in my face.”

Shiu strikes your face again. And your face contorts as you feel dry, tarred ash land on the tip of your tongue after he aims it to land there. You almost choke from the vile taste, but you’re prevented from thinking again as Shiu offers you a third and final slap on your cheek.

The hardest one yet.

“Say ‘thank you’ to your daddy.” he orders.

“T-Thank you daddy! Thank you.” you cry, looking into his eyes as he continues to perfectly angle his cock into your sweet spot. You know you won’t last much longer at this rate. You want to tell him. You want to tell him that you aren’t going to be able to hold out and that you’re going to make a mess any second now. “I love you, d-daddy!” you wail, and he smirks.

“Yeah? You fuckin’ love me?” he chuckles. “I love you, princess, such a good girl f’me.”

“S-So much!” you answer. “Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou I—!”

“Something tells me she’s going to cum, Toji.” Shiu smirks. He looks down at you, focusing on your eyes as they begin to squint harder and harder. “Are you cumming for daddy, sweetheart? Are you going to let her?” he asks, looking at his superior after speaking to you.

Toji grunts as he cums inside of you, and you feel the warmth spread throughout your womb. You feel so full. So content. Because this is what you wanted all along. You wanted daddy’s love. And it’s almost enough to pull you over the edge right along with him.

But his hips begin to slow, the pressure he’d built up within you begins to dissipate and you feel like you’ve been thrown out of a rocket ship without any gear. You’re starved for oxygen and you can’t take a single breath.

“Daddy, daddy don’t stop.. ‘m g-gonna cum for you. I was s-o so close!” you whimper, lip wobbling as you try your damnedest to convince him to finish you off, too.

But you don’t like the look in his eye. The menacing, mischievous look that tell you no such thing shall transpire. You aren’t going to get to cum. After all of this, you don’t get to fucking cum.

“I will decide when you are allowed to cum again, princess.” Toji tells you. “But after your bratting today, that won’t be for a very long time.”

© 2023 rinhaler

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[libraryofloveletters]

for the 6k celebration: (CONGRATS BTW!)

sebastian vettel x secret!wife (maybe famous?) could also have secret child and then launching them or getting caught in interviews or something?<3 sorry this is VERY vague :/

also mick cameo?

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thank you love! hopefully this is what you wanted :) // all photos are from instagram and/or pinterest -- fc: sydney sweeney - @syndey_sweeney on insta!

mom and dad

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youruser: thank you to everyone who came tonight! I cannot wait for all of you to see the movie that glenpowell and I put our everything into 🫶🏽 I love you all! 

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mickschumacher: beautiful!! 

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worldchampseb: no seb cameo in this ?? 

↪️youruser: not this one 😭

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sebastianvettel: the beginning bmwmmotorsports 

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sebv5: miss you in f1 🥲

youruser: dorky ass haircut 

bmwmmotorsports: never forget. dreams come true - if you work so hard for them as you did

ynfan: y/ns comment???!?!!?!?!

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youruser: mommy and daddy (ft. uncle micky on tv) vs the last few months ❤️

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mickschumacher: why would you use this photo 🥲 im not even paying attention

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pierregasly: miss you in the paddock

↪️sebastianvettel: see you in France. 

aussiegrit: didn’t want make the trip down? 

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[q1ngqve]

how about....aventurine whisper dirty things and degrading reader in bed because reader become so so so needy for him 🥺

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"tell me what you want, pretty girl."

"yeah? you want my dick?"

"of course you do. look at you, already making a mess on the sheets and I haven't even touched you yet. such a dirty slut, my slut."

"oh I know you are, you've been so so needy, isn't that right?"

"I can smell your arousal every time you walk into my office with that little skirt of yours."

"what? you think I wouldn't notice?"

"c'mon, use that mouth of yours and beg for it, beg me to fuck you."

"ah ah, whining won't get you anywhere, use your words."

"that's it, that wasn't so difficult, was it?"

"I won't say it again. stop moving your hips, or I'll pull out."

"good girl."

“good fucking girl.”

"fuck— clench around me like that again and I might just cum on the spot."

"look at the mirror, look at how you're sucking me in."

"you were made for me, my pretty little fuck toy."

#🀥 lan’s writings! #🦦 anon!!!!! #this was so fun to write hehe #hsr #honkai star rail #aventurine #aventurine x reader

[planet-dusk]

hi vesper!! been thinking abt sucking binnie off after a concert and being caught by chan, who says he wont tell if you helped him out aswell 🥴🥴🥴

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🏷️ gn!reader, oral (m), dubcon-ish for chan's part (bc he joins no questions asked), mc is called baby, doll

he’d rushed backstage, shimmying out of his stagewear and washing up quickly, ignoring the notifications blowing up his phone. he’ll deal with the repercussions later. 

changbin knows you’re not supposed to be here. it’s too risky; the walls are thin and the doors don’t lock. anyone could walk in on the two of you. 

his thoughts float to the idea of fucking you on stage in front of thousands of people. show them how well you take his cock and how good he makes you feel. the blinding stage lights. the cheers. your face twisted in pleasure as all you can see and hear and feel is him. 

you’re such an eager little thing, desirous fists tugging down his pants to leave him standing in his boxers. he’s already hard and leaking for you. has been since the moment he’d dragged you into the small room. 

changbin feels like he’s burning up from the inside, post-concert adrenaline still coursing through his veins. 

“just like that, baby,” he cups your cheek when you trace the outline of his cock with your tongue. “put that pretty mouth of yours to good use.”

you don’t waste a second. even he is surprised by the first contact, wet tongue pressed against the underside of his tip with no hesitation. 

“did you want me this bad?”

you hum around his cock, sliding off with a soft pop in favor of talking. “seeing you up there, commanding the crowd…” you squeeze his length and watch how it jumps in your fist, flushed and needy, “you have no idea how hot you are.”

in the bright artificial light of the room he’s just as beautiful, cheeks flushing at your praise. a soft chuckle escapes him and he puts his hand on your nape to guide you back to his cock. 

“then show me how much.”

when your mouth envelops him again changbin has to hold himself back from bucking his hips and pushing his full length down your throat. you know exactly what he likes; how to fondle his balls, squeeze them and soothe your tongue over the most sensitive spots. 

your free hand has found its way between your own legs, attempting to find some relief. changbin (perceptive as always) nudges your knees farther apart and you slip your hand down your pants to tease your hole. you manage to slip one finger in but the angle’s not right; your pants are too tight and your hands too small. it’s nowhere near enough to satisfy you. nowhere near what he could do. 

your needy whines vibrate around changbin’s cock and go straight to the pit of his stomach. you choke and splutter when he hits the back of your throat. he does it again, brushing a soothing thumb over your cheek. 

“don’t worry, baby. when we’re home i’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to think straight for the rest of the week.” 

your throat’s already raw from screaming your lungs out, watching him on stage, but his gruff voice encourages you to take him deeper. he grunts when your throat constricts around him. changbin never holds out long when you’re choking and drooling like this, making a mess on his cock. 

“there you are.” 

fuck. 

a flash of panic overtakes you and you pull back coughing. you whip your head around just as chan closes the door behind him. wide-eyed, you watch him step forward into the room. 

when did he come in? 

“we’re looking for you.”

it’s clear he’s talking to changbin but his gaze drops down to where you're sitting on the floor. it stays on you for what feels like ages, flicking between your lips and changbin’s leaking cock before being dragged back up by the younger man’s voice. 

“congratulations, you’ve found us.” 

changbin emphasizes the last word but there’s not a hint of annoyance in his voice. defiance, maybe. 

a dare. 

no one moves. you feel like you’re witnessing a silent conversation between the two men, left on tenterhooks while you can’t do anything but wait for the outcome. the tension hangs thick in the air until it’s cut by chan’s hand tilting your chin upwards, steering you back to changbin’s cock. there’s no force behind it but you follow him eagerly. the close proximity of the two men has you grinding the palm of your hand down again, arousal flaring up in your tummy. 

“you have two minutes. go on, don’t let me stop you.” chan’s other hand wraps around changbin’s length. changbin lets out a low moan when chan squeezes him and your tongue flattens against the head of his cock, allowing his friend to jerk him off in your mouth. 

“and after that it’s my turn.”

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[hp-hcs]

i love ur fics sm omf.....

i am massively abnormal and mentally ill so thinking ab yan theo and mattheo with a gryffindor reader, clearly toxic but in which reader tries to break up with them .... failing miserably and just getting manipulated by them about how he's gonna get hurt and everyone but them wants to hurt him. he refuses to believe which just makes them go take the violent route since he was making it hard for them 🙁

and could i possibly be 🦦 anon? hope im not bothering, have a nice day or night !! <3

of course you can, lovely 🦦 anon!!

i absolutely adore the amount of angst in this request

also no i totally didnt base a lot of this on my own ex bf what no thatd be crazy

abuse warning! stay safe!!

toxic — yandere! manipulative! theodore nott x gn! reader x yandere! manipulative! mattheo riddle

requests open

‼️heavy abuse warning‼️

(physical, verbal, emotional, & psychological; lots of manipulation and gaslighting)

U.S. National Domestic Violence Hotline: [phone]

Text line: Text START to 88788

YOU DESERVE SAFETY. YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

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“We’re breaking up. I can’t do this anymore.”

Theodore looked up at you quizzically from where he was reading on the couch. “Hm?”

“I’m breaking up with you. Both of you.”

“Oh, darlin’,” Mattheo sighed, shaking his head. “We can’t in good conscience let you do that.”

“See, here’s the thing, Matty,” you laugh humorlessly. “I don’t care.”

“But baby,” Theo said softly, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

You steeled yourself as you started to feel the melting effects of that damn expression of his. “I can’t. Not anymore. It’s too fucking exhausting.”

“What is, baby?” Theodore pleaded, reaching out to grab your hand. “Tell us so we can fix it.”

The urge to shy away from this conversation, to apologize profusely for trying to leave, and to shove all of your emotions down until you felt numb again was overwhelming.

Theo rubbed the knuckles of your hand with his thumb. “Baby…”

You took a breath and steeled yourself again. “The everything, Theo. The lying. The cheating. The benders every weekend. The screaming at each other and the ghosting me. The waiting for me to come crawling back to you. Begging you to take me back every fucking time. Apologizing for everything even when it wasn’t my fault.”

“Ba-”

“No. I’m talking right now. The manipulation. The love bombing. I’m sick of it. I’m. Done.”

“Now, c’mon, darlin’,” Mattheo said placatingly. “Don’t be like that. You know none of that was our fault.”

“None? You slept with half of our year while we were dating.”

“Are,” Theo corrected. “Are dating.”

“Cute. No.”

“Baby, who else could possibly love you as much as we do?” Mattheo pouted, reaching out for your wrist and using it to tug you down onto his lap.

You stiffened, trying to free your wrist from his slowly tightening grasp. “Literally anyone. It’s not like you guys do anything.”

“Don’t do anything? Sweetheart, we protect you,” Theo chuckled with a sharp smile.

“Oh yeah?” You scoffed, managing to free your wrist and get out of Mattheo’s lap. “Protect me from who?”

“There’s a lot of bad people out there, doll. People who’d want to hurt you if they got the chance.”

“What, like you?”

“We’ve never laid a hand on you, sweetheart. Not once,” Mattheo sneered the last word like a curse, his greedy hands reaching out to snatch your arm again.

You flinched minutely, stepping back from his grasping hands. “I don’t care. We’re over, whether you like it or not.”

“Oh, stop it, darlin’,” Theo cooed patronizingly, standing up from the couch and crowding into your space. “You need us. Who else would care about you as much as we do? Who else would want you?”

“I. Don’t. Care.” You gritted out, shoving at his chest.

The boys shared a look—one you couldn’t quite read.

Suddenly, Theodore caught your jaw in his hand, squeezing tight. “You’d better shut up, sweetheart. Before one of us gets mad.”

“Dude, are you threatening me? I wi-”

Your sentence was cut off by a harsh slap.

You froze, mouth hanging open.

Your hand slowly went to your stinging cheek as you stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

Theo at least had the tact to look guilty. “Baby- baby, I’m so sorry- it was an accident, I swear.”

You didn’t move, still processing what had just happened.

“Sweetheart? Darlin’, I’m sorry. I really am. You were just making me so mad…It was an accident, swear. It’ll never happen again, promise,” he cooed gently, stooping down to cup your cheeks in his hands with utter gentleness and care.

He hissed sympathetically when you flinched back from the pressure on your already-reddening cheek, gently stroking his thumb over it.

As you looked up at his apologetic and remorseful expression, you could feel a flicker of tenderness as you were reminded of the sweet boy you fell in love with in the first place.

“It’s okay, Theo,” you whispered, your words betrayed by the way your voice cracked. You swallowed thickly, blinking back the tears that threatened to spill from your eyes. “It was an accident.”

Theo made a show of sighing in relief. “Thank you, darling. But now you know to shut your mouth, don’t you baby? You know I don’t wanna hear you fucking saying that shit again, mhm?”

You just nodded mechanically.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

hey! guess what! it absolutely will happen again! if your partner ever hits you, call a friend to come get you and then leave. it’s not worth it to stay, trust me.

to my taglisters! i haven’t tagged you in this due to its sensitive content. you know your boundaries and limits better than i do. stay safe.

— hp-hcs xx

#harry potter #hp #fuck jkr #x reader #hp x male reader #theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #theo nott #x male reader #hp x gn reader #theo nott x reader #x gender neutral reader #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle #mattheoxreader #mattheo riddle x male reader #yandere theodore nott #yandere harry potter #yandere mattheo riddle #🦦 anon

[spirit-lanterns]

I was the one who sent the Himeko and Topaz submission, and i wanted to give an updated version. Now Imagine Topaz, Himeko, and Jingliu. Yes, three tops, two fire types, and one ice type.. for the best temperature play. Foursome with them would literally be heaven, just imagine.

-🦦

I want to write a fic on this at some point because I think a foursome would these three would actually make my head spin 😵‍💫

The temperature play would be off the charts. You’d be so hot and burning up from Topaz and Himeko feeling you up, but then Jingliu comes in to save you with her tongue, licking sweet, languid strokes over your clit to calm your senses down. Just when things get too cold though, Topaz heats up her fingers and gives your nipples a teasing pinch, Himeko coming up from behind to spread your pussy wider for Jingliu to lick more.

Himeko’s hot fingers combined with Jingliu’s cold tongue has you writhing in absolute ecstasy, Topaz’s heat on your nipples making you spasm until you cream all over Jingliu’s tongue. You’re just so sensitive from so many temperatures at once, and all three women are chuckling to themselves because you’re just so cute! They could play with you for hours 💕

#🕯️ghost post #🦦 anon #himeko smut #topaz smut #jingliu smut

[cheeseceli]

When I was your man

Pairing: idol!Bang Chan × gn!Reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: alcohol consumption (nothing much tho, it's barely there)

Request: ok so as much as i hate sad fics, i have an amazing idea that is definitely going to break many hearts... when i was your man by bruno mars, as inspiration for a chan fic.

A/n: ik this is inspired by when I was your man but listen to "shot glass of tears" by jungkook and "million reasons" by lady gaga, it really adds to the experience

He could just call you. He knew you would pick up and listen to what he had to say, even though it was probably going to be nonsense. Even if all he had to say was bullshit and excuses, you would listen. You could even give him another chance. But that time, he didn't want that.

No, horrible wording, Bang Chan thought to himself. Of course he wanted another chance. He loved you so much that all he could think of, even when the alcohol was all over his brain and the members and staff were talking about the new comeback, was when he'd get another chance to see you. I'm still not over with all the work for today. Tomorrow we have rehearsals. The day after that we have recording. We probably have something to do later as well, but I can't recall what it is. I don't think I'll have the time this week.

Oh, that was one of the problems. Time. Or the lack of it for that matter. He'd always be late for dinner and would always miss breakfast. In the beginning you thought it was understandable, although you never liked it. But as time went on, you felt you were dating a ghost: the only thing that guaranteed you had a boyfriend was the same old message he would sent you before any date. "Won't be able to make it. I'm sorry. I love you." After receiving so many texts like this in the spam of the last six months, you started to doubt the last two sentences.

But he was sorry. And he loved you. He was planning on how he could show you this now. Maybe he should buy you flowers. You've always liked it, you felt as it was romantic. But there's nothing romantic in excuses that hold no regret. Your words, not his. Won't buy flowers. Yeah, he'd already tried that one before.

Maybe he should take you out. A real date. He'd show up this time, he was sure of it. But would you? He remembers the episode of last week. He showed up after what felt like an eternity without seeing you. But you stood him up. At first he thought it was a little revenge. He would've deserved that if that was the case. But you weren't playing any games. You had just given up. How can you call it a date if you don't look at my eyes throughout it, just because you're to worried a paparazzi will show up? You can't even bring yourself to hold my hand. He read the message you sent at least a hundred times, enough for him to know it by heart and for those words to follow him everywhere he goes. It was the last text you sent him.

He could've called. You would've picked up. He knew you were just looking for a reason to stay, though you had a million reasons to quit. But you still had faith. You still loved him. Right now you were probably looking at your ceiling with teary eyes, trying to make the worst seem better. He knew you that much, and he knew you well.

But he didn't know himself that well. He didn't know then that he was able to put his pride aside. He didn't know that you weren't looking for a grand gesture. He didn't know that he was enough. You just wanted him, and he wasn't able to give it to you. He should've called. But he didn't.

If he had called you, you would've heard him. You would've believed in whatever he had to say. You wouldn't be dating someone new. Someone who has time for you. Someone who gives you flowers without trying to use it as an apology. Someone who's not afraid of being seen with you and holds your hand. The things he could've been to have you by his side if he had tried a little more.

Yeah, he should've called.

Dividers by @cafekitsune

Feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!

#hehe #celi drabbles #skz angst #bang chan angst #stray kids angst #stray kids #skz #skz x reader #skz x you #stray kids x reader #bang chan stray kids #bang chan × reader #bang chan #anon - 🦦

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Thinking about how Mommy wanda and Daddy nat would force you to sleep if you’re up too late for their liking

-🦦

Need them to to this to me rn...

---

"Come on baby, it's almost midnight."

"She won't listen, Wanda. You've got to pick her up and carry her, like this."

"Fuck, you know how much I like seeing you show off your strength."

"Focus, hon. We've got a stubborn little brat to deal with."

"Ah, yes. What do you think, sweetheart? Should we punish you, or tuck you in all nice and cosy?"

"..."

"No answer? You want to stay up? Punishment it is."

"You won't be sleeping for a while now, darling."

---

They'd fuck you until you're seconds away from passing out from sheer exhaustion, before cleaning you up nice and gentle and tucking you in. You'd cuddle up next to them and feel their arms wrap around you and get the best sleep of your entire life.

#charsgaythoughts #🦦 anon #wanda maximoff #mommy wanda #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda #wanda fanfic #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda marvel #wanda maximoff smut #lesbian #writing #mcu #marvel #wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff x reader #wanda x natasha

[pb-littleverse]

hii!! could you do one with little!heejin and hyunjin, because they’re both in different girl groups now and both feel miserable not being able to see each other as much

-🦦

Thank you for the ask! We’re really cooking with the ARTMS/Loossemble dynamics, aren’t we?

I split this into two parts, since I took the angst route and didn’t end up letting them reunite yet >:) 

little!Hyunjin's Part 2 here!

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LOONA was overwhelming sometimes. Having eleven sisters running amok could drive anyone to their wit’s end, given enough time.

And yet, half a decade after their debut, settling into a new dorm and under a new group’s banner, Heekkie misses almost everyone.

She misses tussling with her Sooyoung unnie. She misses tea parties with Yeojinnie, and she misses watching Chaewon and Hyeju get funny when arguing over who gets to use the Switch.

She misses day trips to the river with her OEC caregivers, even now that they’re only just upstairs. She misses Jungeun’s funny noises and Yerim’s ear-to-ear smiles. She even misses Jinsol’s dumb jokes.

But most of all, Heekkie misses having an equally-spirited playmate, her Aeongie. No one else has ever been so eager to compete with her. Whether they were arm wrestling, or abruptly learning to juggle within an evening, or having their countless, unyielding staring contests, Aeongie always knew how to raise the stakes.

She misses bouncing around on furniture, playing “the floor is lava,” and trying to shove each other off balance. She misses sugar crashes, and falling asleep on the living room floor, and she misses getting tucked in to bed together by Kahei or Haseul.

When they played knights, Aeongie could just as easily switch from the role of her pretty princess to a fire-breathing dragon. Heekkie would find a reason to bonk her on the head with her cardboard tube sword regardless. Both would laugh every time.

Now, after everything they did to prepare for the ARTMS/Loossemble split, with everything they fought and triumphed for, the dust is finally settling, and Heekkie is left almost alone.

And despite everything, the one person she has left is the one person she can’t seem to get rid of.

While Heekkie is trying to spend another afternoon sulking in her room, Haseul warbles out her name in a cheery singing voice before knocking on her bedroom door.

Heekkie says nothing. Her face scrunches up against her pillow as Haseul breaches the sanctity of her room. Knowing that Haseul isn’t one to be ignored, she steels herself and turns to her.

She has her hair knotted back, likely meal-prepping another week of freezer dinners, and is smiling like she’s oblivious to Heekkie’s bad mood.

“What I said was, tonight is movie night, bunny!” she beams, displaying a fanned array of DVD cases as though they were a hand of cards.

Of course. Just like it was movie night yesterday and the day before.

Heekkie just groans. There’s a bitter, whiny bite to the sound, but Haseul acts none the wiser.

“I was thinking Rise of the Guardians, with the bunny you like,” she chirps. Heekkie lets the disgruntled look on her face speak for her, and Haseul finally starts to look her up and down. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, baby,” she whispers. “Am I being too loud?”

But Heekkie isn’t in the mood for any of it. She bears her teeth in a snarl and throws herself back down on her bed, arms crossed.

“Well, we don’t have to do movie night,” Haseul says. A pensive shimmer runs across her face. Heekkie thinks she’s close to getting the hint, but then she carries on.

“I could do your nails again! I restocked on some of your favorites, and we could match? Do you remember how Mama used to do your nails? And Aeongie’s?”

At the mention of Aoengie, Heekkie tenses up. But Haseul giggles airily and keeps poking the bear.

“But Aeongie would always smudge hers before they were dry! Do you remember?” her laughter this time is so forced, Heekkie wants to kick the frame of her bed to make her stop. A throaty growl leaves her as she turns her back on Haseul and puts her hands over her ears.

It’s too much. Too much doting, and too much trying to pretend that everything is fine. Heekkie braces herself, waiting for Haseul to say the next airheaded thing to try and make her leave this room.

But Haseul only sighs. Heekkie doesn’t flinch when the weight of her sitting down drops onto the bed.

“I’m sorry,” she says, and the sudden vulnerability makes her heart flush with anxiety. Remorse paints Heekkie’s features, but she’s still tucked up against the edge of the bed and the wall. Heekkie was mean to Mama. She–

“I just…” Haseul trails off, running a hand through her hair before shaking her head. “I always knew I was blessed, having eleven perfect girls to take care of, to be needed by. And I just…”

Haseul swallows hard, and Heekkie expects that she’s fending off tears. 

“I wasn’t ready to see that number go down to one. I never could have been ready. And now, all I can think, everyday, is just how much I can’t stand the thought of losing you too.”

Heekkie sniffles. When she sees Haseul’s hand hovering above her shoulder, she gives the silent nod of confirmation, touch is okay.

“I know I’ve been smothering you, Heekkie.” Haseul’s hand is cool and gentle, rubbing circles into her back. “I miss them too. But I’m going to give you your space now, okay?”

But it’s not okay. Something frantic hatches in Heekkie as Haseul gets up to leave.

“I’ll be… I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

“Wait.” Heekie croaks out, drawing Haseul’s hand back and draping her arm over the top of her. “Mama stay?”

Haseul nestles into bed and presses gently against her back.

“Mama will stay,” she whispers, kissing the top of her head. “Always.”

#kpop agere #age regression #agere loona #loona heejin #loona haseul #request #anon 🦦

[catcze]

Babe.... Gamer Wrio in grey sweats, shirtless AND glasses? If I'm on his lap he ain't stopping me from grinding on him 😭😭😭😭 He's being so distracting FOR WHAT?!

- 🦦 anon

SO TRUE SO RIGHT

He's distracting you first, looking that fine and in nothing but those damn sweats, so it's just right that you distract him a little, too 👀 You move your hips a bit, 'accidentally' grinding down once, twice— just enough that he catches you with a hand on your thigh, a low, "And just what do you think you're doing?" whispered in your ear.

"Just getting more comfy," you tell him, leaning back into his firm body. And though he's suspicious, Wriothesley just raises a brow but goes back to what he's doing, leaving you to your own devices.

It doesn't take long for you to start up again, slight movements of your hips and your ass eventually evolving to bigger movements and you growing more insistent, more impatient as you grind yourself. down on his clothed cock that you can feel getting harder underneath you. It just makes you grind down more, makes you want to feel the outline of his length rub against you.

You only stop when his hands fly to squeeze your ass, hands digging into the soft flesh roughly and making you moan on the spot— you're so pent up for him.

"Naughty," your boyfriend purrs, voice low and gravel rough from arousal making you tremble in his hold. His chest is warm under your palms, the ridges of his muscles familiar to your touch. "I thought we were just going to hang out and cuddle today baby, but you just can't keep yourself off of me, can you?"

You shake your head, heart racing, mind already going hazy. "Want you, Wrio. Really really want you."

Another squeeze to your ass, but this time he tugs you down strong enough that he practically grinds your lower half on his cock himself, making you jerk and whine in surprise. Wriothesley chuckles, watching your eyes grow half-lidded as you squirm so desperately for him.

"I still have to finish my game, sweetheart." That elicits a protest from you, a whine of his name that has him nearly taking his words back then and there. "But—" He tuts. Another squeeze to your ass, another opportunity for him to press you so snugly against the hard outline of his cock. He grins. "If you can keep going until I'm done, I'll fuck you nice and good how you need, okay?"

You're already nodding before he's even finished, eyes shut as you struggle to try and move your lower half when he's still gripping you so firmly. Wriothesley gives you one last squeeze that has you yelping, then you're released from his hold. As soon as you can, you're immediately grinding yourself down on him with renewed vigor, all earlier pretenses of being coy and subtle tossed out the window in favor of the reward he's promised you.

"Keep going, sweetheart." Wriothesley says above you, his hands busying themselves once more with his game, all as you moan and writhe on his lap, all too eager to have his cock deep inside you once he's finished.

#「 💦 」 whipped.cream #「 🐈‍⬛ 」 catcze.desserts #wriothesley smut #genshin smut #cw gn reader #「 🍒 」 Sweet tooth !! 🦦 Anon

[seattlesellie]

I just need a soft make out session w Ellie i'm crying

-🦦

soft make out sesh after a day in the park 🌳☀️

one that starts with soft little pecks on the cheeks, whilst you’re sat on her lap, straddling ellie as her hand is perfectly placed on the small of your back— squeezing your waist every time you deepen the kiss just a little bit, tongues all perfectly intertwined within one another, she swirls it all around yours, tastes the saccharine deliciousness that the cake you had just eaten left in your mouth, and then breaks the kiss, looks at you— awestruck, and she freezes; “do you know how hard it is for me… to not kiss you all the fucking time?” and then she nibbles on your neck, restraint on full force because she can’t mark you right here and then, this is a public place and you’re already making it very hard for her not to stare when you’re licking strawberry jam off of your fingers <3

#ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🦦 anon #ellie williams x reader

[cream-stew]

ou em gee!! i have been like,,, obsessed with capitano lately

plsplsplsplsplsss write dom!capitano fuckign the readers brains out after a meeting w the other harbingerss (reader prolly teased em a bit during said meeting,,,) :33

anywayyy,, if its fine w/ u, could i be 🦦 anon???

🔞 minors dni

warnings: afab reader, rough sex, creampie, size kink, squirting, multiple orgasms

// note: yeah feel free to use that emoji🤝

you always sit next to him during meetings, but today you're way too fucking horny to pay any attention to whoever is speaking…

your hand sneaks towards him, sliding down to cup his bulge, and you're immediately swatted away. 

how boring! can't he tell that you just want him to rail you!! 

you try again and again, even writing him a cute little note as if you were in school again, "let's ditch the meeting, I want you!!", but he just doesn't budge… you even try hooking your leg over his, but it's not a good position to even try and rub his cock with your leg, so that's useless too :(

someone else starts speaking and you try to pay attention for a while, but you really don't care :( you start thinking of all the ways he could fuck you, bend you over right here in front of everyone, and you're soaking through your panties before long… which isn't great, since he's still ignoring you :((

you're dejected by the time the meeting ends, you think he's just not in the mood today, but suddenly as you stand from your chair he picks you up by your waist and drags you away?!

he drags you all the way into an empty store room, not even making it to his spacious rooms upstairs, and your feet touch the floor just for a moment as he rips up your pants and underwear, then picks you up again and slots you against his clothed erection.

grinning, you reach down to free his huge cock, and hold it in both hands as you guide it to your sopping wet pussy, helping it slide inside with no friction at all despite the size.

he starts fucking you at a harsh pace immediately, knowing that you don't even need time to adjust anymore, and he just goes to town on your cute lil pussy, so so small compared to his huge cock, yet so eager it barely matters.

he holds your hips in a bruising grip all the while, holding you still as he fucks you so thoroughly, and you cum over and over on him, creaming his cock and squirting as you try to muffle your desperate moans.

when he finally cums too you've lost count of your own orgasms, and even now the only thing you can feel is the insane load he's pumping directly in your womb, coating your guts in his thick cum and keeping you plugged on his cock as he catches his breath, preparing to go for a second round.

#genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #capitano x reader #capitano smut #🦦 anon

[millyhelp]

ooo 20 w jason where he’s your best friend or smth and your bf/ex is a total asswipe? ugh jay just wants to treat u right

-🦦

20. “I’m gonna fuck you so good you forget all about that bastard.”

Kisses on your neck, hands roaming your body giving you goosebumps and making your pussy cry.

You just came to vent and ended up in Jason's arms. Your stupid, toxic boyfriend had broken up with you for cheating on you with a fake blonde from a random nightclub.

Jason was just supposed to be a friend shoulder to cry on, but apparently, he was going to be a friend dick too.

"You have no idea how much I wanted to do this to you." Jason's nosy voice sang in your ear.

You moaned as he took your dress off of you.

Thick lips attached to your hard, needy nipple.

"You will be my princess." He sucked your nipple hungrily that made you whimper, “I’m going to satisfy that pussy every day and night!”

"Jay..." Your hand flew to his hair and you tugged on a few strands making Jason groan into your nipple.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good you forget all about that bastard.” He gave you a cocky smile and picked you up, carrying you easily to his room.

And he did. Jason showed you the sky and the stars. And I assure you, it was difficult to sit down in the following days.

Send me a promp for Dick or Jason

Im getting sleepy... like fuckkkk

#jason todd #jason todd smut #millyhelp asks~ #🦦anon

[maythearo]

YOU DOMT UNDERSTAND HOW EXICTED I AM HRLP SGHSHSHB

-🦦

(I think there's something wrong with me..)

LOL tweels will be there soon, I just got to write stuff for their posts, so for now have this mini Jade I drew while half asleep (what is he doing?)

#ask #🦦 anon #I think I need a tag for this AU's related asks too but I can't come up with names at 2 am unfortunately