#bc his stare was so cute and a bit mischievous but still!! he looked at cie lian with SO MUCH ADORATION

[kitten4sannie]

Hear me out…san…dry humping 😧

i’m hearing you anonnie… also dry humping but in a pool 👀 bc of that instagram vid…

ʟᴀᴛᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴡɪᴍ

pairing: boyfriend! san x fem! reader feat. security guard! mingi

genre: smut

summary: you and your boyfriend sneak into the public pool late at night.

w.c: 1.7k

warnings: soft dom! san, sub! reader, pet names, praise, ddlg, kissing (it gets messy bc i said so), grinding/dry humping, unprotected sex, creampie, exhibitionism, breeding kink

a/n: will the san pool video rot my brain like cowboy san did? only time will tell ✨

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Standing near the edge of the empty pool below your feet, you gazed into the still water, appreciating how the violet pool lights made it look like a portal to an otherworldly place.

“Do you think we’ll get caught?” San asked excitedly, mostly out of curiosity, standing near you, already pulling his plain t-shirt up to take it off.

“I sure hope so, especially if Mingi’s on security duty,” you replied playfully, taking off the oversized shirt that you borrowed from him ages ago, the cold night air sending a shiver down your spine. “I’d love for him to see me right when I’m cumming.”

“What was that?” San peeked at you through the neck hole of his shirt, half of his face still stuck inside the material.

“Nothing, baby.” You giggled at the sight of him, finding it cute how his upper body was almost too big for him to take his shirt off successfully. You gathered up some of the material and helped peel it off of him, setting it down on an empty chair afterwards.

"Thanks, love." He kicked his sweatpants off, leaving him in a small pair of black briefs and a simple silver chain necklace, only noticing the way you were staring at him when you just stood there adjusting your bra. "What's that look for, hm? Enjoying the view?"

Nodding unapologetically, you took a step closer to him, running your hands up his large, solid biceps, feeling them flex underneath your touch, slowly sliding your fingers around the back of his arms to appreciate his triceps as well. "Shit...if you get any bigger, you won't fit into any of your clothes."

San blew some air out of his nose, his lips curling into a small smile, his dimples present like every other time he was pleased. "You love it though, don't you, baby?"

"What do you think?" you questioned softly, pressing yourself against him and wrapping your arms around his neck, encouraging him to lift you up, your legs automatically hooking around his small waist.

Your boyfriend brought his lips to your cheek, leaving a gentle kiss on your cool skin, replying in a lower octave, “I think, yes.” He carefully walked around to the other side of the pool where the steps were and slowly made his way into the heated water, still holding you close to him. "Mm, the water's nice."

"Yeah, it is..." You let go of his neck and leaned your upper half back into the water, reaching your arms out horizontally so that you could float comfortably, gazing up at San who slowly waded across the pool, pulling you along with him.

"It'd probably feel nicer without your bra on, don't you think?" San suggested, eyeing the beads of liquid that slid down the middle of your chest and trickled along your abdomen.

You smirked a bit. "Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah," he nodded, with a mischievous glint in his warm brown eyes.

Reaching behind your back, you undid the clasp of your bra, tossing it, the damp material landing near one of the poolside chairs. "Mm, you were right, Sannie." You ran your hands up your body, grabbing at your tits, feeling your nipples harden almost painfully from making contact with the chilly night air and the warm water. "It feels really good."

"I bet it does." He sighed softly, his briefs growing just a little tighter, taking it upon himself to move his hands up along the sides of your waist, replacing your hands with his own, massaging your tits in circles. Hearing your small sounds of approval, he pulled at your nipples and tweaked them, flicking them a couple of times for good measure.

"Baby..." you murmured weakly, your clit already throbbing steadily in between your legs, feeling a familiar hardness pressing into you as well.

"What is it, angel?" He brought you to the side of the pool, so that you could rest your back against the smooth finishing of the pool wall. "You want more, don't you?"

You nodded your head, licking your lips. "Yes, please..."

-

San had you pinned to the wall, holding you by the upper thighs and dragging you back and forth along his cock, having pulled it out through the convenient hole in his briefs quite a while ago. You could only let out very muffled whiny moans, due to how deep his tongue was inside your mouth, making you suck and lick at it so that you didn't choke, your collective spit dripping from the both of your chins, some of it trickling down your necks.

"Baby's getting so whiny," San sighed against your lips, licking up a string of saliva from your chin and swallowing it down. "Is it because I'm rubbing my cock on your pretty little pussy?"

"Uh-huh," you agreed, your fingers running up his chest to play with his chain, admiring how it sparkled from the light reflecting off of the pool. "Keep going, Daddy." That was all it took for San to speed up the movements of his hips, controlling yours with ease, his large hands pressing into them and feeling your hipbones underneath your skin, almost treating you like a doll for his own pleasure.

Hearing your moans starting to rise in pitch, he lowered his mouth to one of your tits, lapping at your nipple with enthusiasm, his dark eyes still focused on your flushed face. You pouted down at him, making a squeaking sound when he moved your nipple in between his teeth, still prodding at it with the tip of his tongue. "Aww, what's wrong, baby?"

"Nnnngh, want your cock."

"You can have my cock once you come like this," he replied calmly, reaching down with one hand underneath the water to move your panties off to the side, the tip of his cock continuously teasing your fluttering hole each time he moved you back and forth across it.

“Oh, shit...” You gripped his shoulders tightly, trying to lift your hips up so that he would end up sliding inside you, successfully doing so at one point, his cock fully sheathed inside your pulsing cunt. “Stay inside, Daddy." Leaning in close to press a few desperate kisses to his lips, you begged in a small, desperate voice, "Fuck me. Please, please, please, Daddy. I need it so bad.”

“God, I cant say no to you, baby…” Conflicted, San groaned deeply, wanting to continue teasing you, but was unable to resist the way your slick cunt was sucking him in and tightening around him like a vice he could never escape from. “If you’re going to be begging like that, then you need to take it nice and hard for me,” he sighed out against your lips, as he began pounding himself into you, sending you into a state of pure esctasy, the water near your bodies splashing around violently from how eager he was.

“Thank you, Daddy, thank you…!” you cried out, trying to cling onto San the best you could, your nails beginning to leave red streaks down his broad back, his hips slamming into yours so viciously you couldn’t even form a single coherent thought. You were so full of him, so full of his cock. All the teasing earlier didn't help a single bit either. You were ready to lose it. “Gonna…come…Gonna come for you…”

“Yeah? You’re gonna squirt for Daddy, huh? Gonna make a big mess all over my cock like a good little girl, aren’t you?” Hearing the gate near the entrance of the pool area swing open and close, he was distracted from the adorable sight of you nodding your head and drooling, noticing the youthful-looking security guard with dyed hair making his way across the concrete.

Squeezing your eyes shut tight, you cried and yelled for your Daddy, hugging him tightly against your wet, heated body, your lower half throbbing with such intensity you were seconds away from actually crying. Feeling San shuddering and grunting into your ear, you whispered breathlessly, “Come inside, Daddy…Fill me up…”

“I'm filling you up, don't worry. I'm breeding my baby like I always do,” he returned shakily, making direct eye contact with the security guard who stood a few feet away, a flashlight in hand and the other on his hip, his Adam’s apple bouncing inside his throat, staring intensely at your sweaty, joined bodies. San sucked his bottom lip in between his teeth, groaning heavily as he slowly pumped his load into your needy, pulsing hole, not stopping until he emptied it all inside you. "Yeah, that's it..."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," you exhaled like a mantra, your irises disappearing behind your glossy eyelids, you thighs trembling around him.

San nodded in response, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple, gazing at you, before smirking up at the other male who witnessed your joined pleasure for the nth time. "Anything for my baby. You know I'll always breed you like the good toy you are."

You licked your lips, your body and mind buzzing even more intensely from his choice of words. "You should do it again."

"Oh, yeah?" San chuckled darkly, running his palms along your soft skin, groping it as much as he could, enjoying the small sounds of approval you made from his touch. "Baby wants to drain all of Daddy's cum and take it for herself, huh?"

"Stop acting like I'm not standing right here!" Mingi barked, clicking his flashlight off and rubbing the back of his neck, a deep blush imprinted on his cheeks. “I thought I told you two to knock it off.”

You slowly turned your head to look up at the man, giving him a lazy smile, your eyes completely glazed over from the post-orgasm bliss. “Did you? We were in the jacuzzi last time though. So this doesn’t really count.”

San rested his head on your shoulder, nodding slightly, still trying to catch his breath after his intense workout. “She’s got a point.”

He raked his fingers through his short hair in a frustrated manner, torn between wanting to report the two of you and letting you continue your escapades so he could catch you again. “Ugh, whatever." Mingi hesitated for a few seconds, as though he were waiting for you both to go at it again, blinking at the sight of your sickly sweet smile, wondering if he should just watch the pool CCTV footage back and call it a day. "I guess I’ll see you guys next Saturday then. Later.” He shook his head, turning on his heels and heading back towards the gate, letting out a long sigh, figuring he would have to do something about the new problem that just arose inside his work pants.

When you turned your head back to look at San, you gave him a pout instead, feeling somewhat defeated. “How many more times do you think we’ll have to fuck out here before he joins us?”

San shrugged his shoulders, idly curling a few locks of your soaked hair around his ringed finger. “As many times as it takes, I guess.”

You let out a sigh of your own, tilting your head back to look at the constellations sitting inside the vast night sky. “Let’s just find out where his office is and fuck there, so he really takes the hint.”

San followed your lead, admiring the stars with you, a perverted smile plastered on his sweaty, flushed face. “Agreed.”

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[atinycafe]

so I found out that I'm the giggly, wobbly (wobbly as in i literally cannot walk for shit BAHAHISNFKXDN), but also quiet drunk from when i drank a little too much one night and I was wondering how ateez would handle a drunk like that bcs I can't stop thinking about it 🤭

ATZ WITH UNUSUALLY CALM DRUNK READER — headcanons

pairing: ateez x drunk!reader genre: fluff wrd cnt: 2.0k author's note: SEDRTFYGUKH BE CAREFUL GIRL, funny how my most popular post is about reader being drunk but i dont even drink alcohol irl, aniwayys i feel like i fucked up your ask but hope you like it still ⸂⸂⸜(രᴗര๑)⸝⸃⸃ also why is wooyo such a hater in this post, im living for it masterlist

　　○˳　　　　　　hongjoong

you feel a gentle hand on your thigh and you glance over to see hongjoong beside you, his worried eyes peering through the kohl makeup. he moves his hand from your thigh to the back of your head, caressing the back of your neck, his fingers tangling with the clasp of your necklace.

"you okay there, baby?" his soothing voice reaches your ear, even amidst the booming bass playing in the club.

"mmhm," you nod simply, the soft buzz of alcohol making your thoughts feel like they're moving in slow motion. you nuzzle your face against his shoulder, feeling sleepiness creeping in, making you hesitant to speak.

"you're usually… louder," he asks, noticing how you're staring blankly ahead. confused, you blink slowly, not fully processing his words, your mouth slightly agape. hongjoong brings a hand up to gently close your mouth, his thumb gliding over your glossy lips.

"… and you're so cute," you mumble, and hongjoong is taken aback, a rosy hue appearing on his cheeks. he chuckles in disbelief before leaning in for a sweet, small kiss.

"you think i'm cute?" he chuckles, gently placing his palm against your cheek, his eyes crinkling with delight as he catches your fleeting gaze. you nod quietly, letting your hand rest on his thigh as you slowly trace a path up to his face, before leaning in to plant another kiss on his lips, "nah baby you're the cutest."

　　○˳　　　　　　seonghwa

"getting shy already?" seonghwa whispers in your ear, pulling you closer by the belt of your low-rise jeans. you've been dancing with him for a few minutes now; it's become your usual thing whenever you're both at the club. you always look forward to dancing with him, but tonight, you've had a bit too much to drink, and now you're seeking solace, hiding your face in his chest.

"hwa, 'm tired i wanna sit," you say, looping your arms around his neck, bringing him closer as you lean on him for support. he responds by holding you even tighter, his hand sneaking around your waist.

"baby's not feeling it tonight? let's get you somewhere more silent," he suggests, gently guiding you through the moving bodies. finally, you settle in a more secluded area, and he helps you sit down before taking a seat next to you.

"you good?" he asks, his eyes on you as you plot yourself on the cold table with your head tilted to the side, looking up at him through your eyelashes. he places a comforting hand on your head, patting it gently.

you take his hand and rest it against your smushed cheek separating it from the table, enjoying the cool sensation of the many rings on his fingers. he chuckles at your gesture.

"sweetheart remind me not to let you drink that much next time."

　　○˳　　　　　　yunho

"what're you staring at?" yunho slides a hand over your shoulders, looking curiously at the half-empty glass that has captured your attention for the past few minutes.

"puppy," he playfully nudges his head against yours, trying to bring you out of your daze when you don't respond. he pouts, not used to being ignored by you.

with a tongue-clicking sound, he grabs the glass from your hand, and you gasp, attempting to reach for it, but he holds it up higher, causing you to lean forward and accidentally fall onto his lap. now that he has you there, he smirks mischievously and drinks from the cup right in front of you until it's empty.

you frown at his theatrics, but he sighs loudly and places the glass back on the table beside you, then starts rubbing your back.

"what's wrong, tiny? don't feel like talking to me?" he smirks as you turn away, reaching for his own glass. however, yunho quickly grabs your wrists in his hands.

"uh-uh, you've had enough tonight. you're not even paying attention to me anymore." his whining matches yours, and you finally calm down when you see his pout. you peck his lips softly once and then again, ignoring the dramatic retching sounds coming from wooyoung behind you as yunho presses a hand on the back of your head, deepening the kiss.

　　○˳　　　　　　yeosang

yeosang, being a silent drinker himself, finds your hyped-up drunk self to be a perfect match for him. but when he sees you sitting there quietly, it puzzles him. despite the soft buzz from the alcohol, he senses that something might be bothering you.

he draws you closer, and you enjoy the sensation of his leather jacket against your bare skin. he absentmindedly plays with a curl of your hair as he bends down slightly, looking into your eyes from the side.

"what's wrong?" he whispers, observing your reaction carefully. however, you can only look at him with confusion because…

"what do you mean, what's wrong? nothing's wrong, i'm good, you're good, we're good." you answer, your words slurring as you hide your face in his jacket, sneaking a hand under his shirt, feeling his body.

"ah, my baby's totally wasted," he smiles, tilting your chin up to get a better look into your eyes. "do you wanna go home? i'll get us an uber right now."

"yeah, i'd like that," you reply, and he drops a kiss on your lips before taking out his phone to book the uber. you rest your head on his chest, watching as he arranges the ride for you. when he's done, you turn to him with big doe eyes, and your bottom lip juts out a bit.

"sangie," you say.

"what?" he blushes under your unwavering gaze and instinctively gets closer to you, feeling your warm breath on his face.

"you got games on your phone?"

　　○˳　　　　　　san

two fingers snap in front of your face, and you flinch. you turn to see the cause of the sound, and there's san, looking all pouty.

"what's up, baby? not having fun?" he takes your face in his big, rough hands, rubbing his thumbs reassuringly on your cheekbones. "we can head home if you want."

"honestly, san, i'm so drunk right now, i can't make out a word you're saying," you mumble, the words coming out slurred from your lips, making san's mouth form an "o."

he giggles at you, his flushed skin showing he's also quite tipsy. his dimples pop out, and you can't help but place a soft kiss on them. this makes him giggle even harder as he pulls you closer into a tight hug. san always gets clingy when he's drunk, and you both usually turn into the giddiest mess, but tonight you're too intoxicated to act like that.

"baby you don't have to talk, 's okay just kiss me," he says, not even waiting for you to make the first move. he starts peppering your face with thousands of little kisses. when he pulls back, you notice the glitter from your makeup adorning his plush lips.

"you got sum on your lips," you absent-mindedly mutter. he wipes at his lips, asking, "oh, where?" before you move closer, saying, "lemme get it for you."

and with that, you drop one last kiss, which turns into a full-on makeout session, making wooyoung groan disgustingly next to you.

　　○˳　　　　　　mingi

"princess, you don't look so good," mingi remarks, concern evident on his face as he notices you absent-mindedly fiddling with your fingers and your unfocused gaze. you turn towards him, briefly closing your eyes.

"do you," you start, trying to get your thoughts across clearly despite feeling a bit tipsy, "do you wanna hold hands?"

mingi takes a moment to grasp your words before he lets out a little laugh. he places his hand gently on your thigh, palm up, inviting you to take it. with a bashful smile, your unsteady fingers find his, intertwining with his own.

"'f course, i wanna hold hands. why wouldn't i want to hold hands with the prettiest girl in the room?" he says, his smile widening as you shyly look away. he didn't expect this reaction from you while being a bit drunk. mingi brings your hand to his lips, planting soft kisses on each knuckle, causing you to hide your face with your free hand.

"you're sooo drunk right now, usually you'd be grinding on me, but you wanna hold hands? and you're acting all shy about it, that's new." he playfully teases, squeezing your much smaller hand in his, enjoying the cute size difference.

"shut up," you mumble, attempting to withdraw your hand, but he doesn't let you. instead, he pulls you closer and places an open-mouthed kiss on your neck, whispering close to your ear.

"if i knew i'd be seeing you actin' like that, i would've gotten you on that henny earlier."

　　○˳　　　　　　wooyoung

"pretty come sit here," wooyoung says, spreading his legs out, causing san and yunho to grumble and move away. he pats his strong thigh, inviting you with a crooked smile, and you gently sit down, wrapping your arms around his neck.

he places a warm hand on your covered thigh, and the fabric hardly stops his warmth from reaching your skin. resting his face in the crook of your neck, his hair tickles you slightly. he playfully nibbles your collarbone before planting a sweet kiss on it, leaving a little red mark behind.

"why are you in the corner all alone, you're not having fun, mmh?" he asks in a soft voice, looking up at you from below your chin. you pout a little, enjoying the way wooyoung's soft voice soothes your ears after enduring the loud club music. "a beautiful girl like you should be dancing in the middle of the club."

"the alcohol's really strong here," you whine softly, and wooyoung pecks your bottom lip. he pulls back slightly to gaze into your eyes, his own shining, as if he wants to remember your face forever.

"the alcohol's not strong, you're just a lightweight," he chuckles, making fun of you, which makes you grumble and hide your face in his neck, not wanting to be teased anymore. "come on, pretty, let me see your face. can't hide it from me, you'll make me cry."

"i hate you," you whisper, before giving in to temptation and pecking his soft lips. he smiles during the kiss, his hands gently caressing your legs.

"wrong, you're so in love me with me." as you nod against his head, he lets out a deep laugh, kissing your lips once again, pulling you even closer to him. "one more kiss, please?"

"i can't stand you."

"that's why you're sitting on my lap."

　　○˳　　　　　　jongho

you're snuggled up close to jongho, who's bantering with hongjoong in a boisterous manner. when your head rests on his shoulder, he glances at you and pulls you even nearer by wrapping an arm around your waist. with a sweet peck on your head, he greets you with a laid-back "hey."

"hey," you reply, gazing at him as if he's the most captivating thing in the world.

he asks, humming out, "you doin' okay? i haven't seen you dance at all."

feeling his chest vibrating against you adds to the charm of the moment as you answer, "'m doin' okay." jongho can't help but smile, finding your current state of calmness at the club adorable yet novel. it's not something he's seen before, but he definitely likes it.

"how many drinks did you have tonight?" he raises an eyebrow and chuckles when you count your drinks on your fingers. eight fingers are raised, indicating the extent of your indulgence.

"that much." you mumble absent-mindedly, prompting him to lovingly scrunch his nose at you. he takes one of your hands, bringing it to his lips, where he gently pecks two of your manicured nails.

turning to hongjoong, he asks for a glass of water, which his friend agrees to and glances down at you, slouching contentedly on jongho's shoulder.

"now that we're alone, i can finally do this," jongho murmurs, placing a hand on your face and gently brushing away the hair obscuring your eyes.

"do wha—" you start to ask, but he interrupts with a long, lingering kiss on the lips, savoring the taste of alcohol in your mouth. his tongue glides from the roof to the bottom, teasing and dancing with yours, leaving both of you breathless and wanting more.

"usually, you're the one pushing me to kiss you in front of everyone. never thought i'd miss it," he admits with a hint of nostalgia in his voice.

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[gojoest]

ok i am finally home and it’s STORYTIME WITH THE WAITER !! *rubs hands together* long post btw my thoughts are very hectic i am sleep deprived and hungover so excuse me t-t

so last night we went to this place with 2 of my coworkers (that are also close friends of mine) — it’s a club restaurant actually, the music is chill and not so loud until about 10-10:30pm so you can eat and chat with friends and then after that it’s showtime (hot men put on a show, they dance and strip, the latter is not that hardcore btw). turns out they organize different shows every night so it’s not always that. ANYWAY, we had a waitress assigned to our table but the place was so full and she was busy running around catering to everyone so instead of waiting i asked the waiter in question for the menu :3 so he brought us 3 and was like “sorry my coworker is very busy, if she can’t handle all her tables i will gladly take care of you tonight”. guys he is super cute i tell you, he’s got that big smile on his face all the time and a super positive energy flowing from him + he jokes around with ease and just seems to be so easygoing and friendly and i find that so attractive NOT TO MENTION he is very handsome and has a beard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sadly though he didn’t end up taking our table bc the waitress made it work somehow, she was super lovely btw <3 he was constantly passing by our table though and we both shamelessly stared at each other every time lmao

anyway as the night went on and we downed 4 bottles of wine and started dancing my mischievous coworkers invited him to our table for a bit and he did not decline even though he was working, he just casually sat down with us and behaved like we’ve always known each other ajksdskas. so we poured him a glass of wine, said cheers and then danced a bit AND THEN t-t my coworker took an empty water bottle and spun it on the floor (do you see where i am going) and it ended up pointing towards me and the waiter t-t and that same coworker was like “you have to kiss her now, these are the rules” and i was like :0 just standing there like :0 what :0 what :0 he then came to me and looked me in the eyes and put his hands on my cheeks but didn’t kiss me immediately, i think he was waiting for my reaction like i’m going give you 3 secs to push me away if you don’t want to but ofc I DID WANT TO KISS HIM so we in fact kissed.

after we were done kissing my coworker literally placed the bottle between us again, didn’t spin it this time just put it there between us like ok round 2 now, keep going KSJHDKSJSAA and he looked at me and was like “how about you kiss me this time” with a smug smile. part of me wanted to slap him but a bigger part of me wanted to keep kissing him so that’s that sigh we kissed again. HE IS SUCH A GOOD KISSER it’s not my fault :/

later we had some time to chat and exchange numbers etc.. and im glad we did bc i wanted to apologize to him for what my friends pulled with that orchestrated spin the bottle. and he was like “i am very content things turned out that way actually and i hope you don’t mind it either, and also — i hope you are single too” <- he looked so cute saying this that i ended up kissing him again help. then we talked some more and kissed some more. around 3:30am we had to leave bc we had work in like a few hours so i called a taxi and he waited with me outside even though he was still at work (i hope he did not get in trouble for that + spending a lot of time with us t-t) and then opened the car door for me and told me to text him when i get home t-t but i forgot bc i was a bit drunk and all i wanted to do was sleep right away so i just passed out. BUT HE CALLED ME and was like you home safe? and i was like yep yepp !! then i saw that he texted me a few times to check on me and maybe got worried that i did not reply so he called t-t

today he kept texting me all day casually updating me on how his day is going + asking questions about my day and etc. he sent me a selfie in the morning and was like “ok since you’re not drunk anymore can you please look at me and confirm that you still like me” LMAO he is so !! doki doki !! makes me laugh a lot but also i want to punch him sometimes bc he’s so smug but then again i can’t bc he’s also very cute and pretty t-t anyway i shall keep you updated on mr waiter v_v WAIT actually he’s also an engineer but works as a waiter too + he’s a foreigner but has been living here for a long time, knows the language fluently and has the cutest tiny accent when saying certain words IT’S SO CUTE anyway i need to take a shower now i am so tired t-t

#— ai rambles #he seems to good to be true like #i am thinking to myself WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM THERE MUST BE SOMETHING t-t right? #also i love how he decided that we must absolutely see each other and was like im sorry work is rly busy but i am available today and on #sunday but today maybe you might want to rest after last night so i'll leave it up to you #t-t he's also considerate WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM #t-t

[blair-the-juggalho]

Hey, my beloved Blair! Can I reuquest the Ericson gang x reader who play fights with them a lot? like they're just standing there, and reader tackles them to the ground and fights em, they find it funny but when reader has then pinned down just kisses them and they're just so stunned bc they just walk out like it was nothing

Always for you my lovely!!!!! Loves the request (as always!)

TWDG Ericsson’s gang with an S/O who play fights them, kisses them, then acts like newts happened

Violet

She didn’t really have an opinion on play fight

She did hate it or love it!

But she did find it cute when you’d start wrestling her out of nowhere

You walk into the room and decide to be a cheeky little sod and play fight her

You tackle her to the ground (which is already enough to make her blush)

and then you slowly lean in and kiss her

And she’s STUNNED

They you just get up n leave! Just like that!

She just kinda sits on the floor for a few minutes going over what just happened

Did that actually happen?

Should I go after them?

When you see her again she’s just staring at you (still with a red face) giving you a questioning yet amused look :)

“What’s up with you, eh?” - reader

“You know.”

“Hmm I don’t think I do >:)”

Mitch

Now this man LOVES play fighting

It’s one of his favourite ways to express love for his partner!

So you too usually do this a lot

This time however after you pinned him down

He was too busy laughing to notice that you where going in for a kiss

You lean back ,after you stole a kiss from him, and just give a mischievous smile

Mitches whole face goes bright red.

He really liked that even if it did shock him a bit

He was going to say something but the next thing he knew you’d already ran off , totally unbothered

Now this man is confused

He gets up and chases after you

“The fuck was that?”

“What?”

“We where messing around then you kiss me and leave.”

“Yeah?”

He low-key wants you to do that more often

He loved every second of it

Marlon

This man likes his fair share of play fighting!

So when you come into his office and start tackling him

He’s laughing away and gently fighting back

You’ve managed to stick him to the floor while he was distracted and that’s when you took your chance

You lean down and kiss him

And this man is just like “😯”

He wasn’t complaining though

That was until you just walked out lmao

Then ,like mitch, he got up and chased you

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“Why’d you run off after that?”

“No reason :)”

This man will get his revenge.

Louis

This man doesn’t have an opinion of play fighting but he does finds it funny!

You guys where just playfully shoving one another

Then the next thing you know

You’ve pinned him to the ground

And this bastard is laughing his ass off

“Oh hello there, how’s the weather up there.”

While he’s too busy dying of laughter you give him a kiss on the lips

And then he starts getting all flustered

Literally like:

“🤣🤣🤣..😗…😳”

He’s started questioning you and you just smile and walk off

He doesn’t go after you but he just lies here and smiles to himself

Heaven forbid anyone find him in this state, they’ll think he’s high

He will bring it up to you all the time later tho lmao

Aasim

This man isn’t really into play fighting but that won’t stop you lmao

He was yibbering on about some random thing and you got bored and started to pin him down

Man is both too flustered and shocked to speak lmao!

You laugh at his reaction and give him a kiss

And omg he nearly passed out

You laugh at him again then leave to go do your own thing

He’s just silently contemplating life for a while

He can’t keep eye contact with you for the rest of the day lol

But trust me he did like it

Omar

He liked the occasional play fight!

You two where just goofing around and having fun and then you decide to pin him down

He’s a little thrown off but regains his cool

He just laughs and you and admire you for a while <3

You kiss him and you can just see all the love he has your you in his eyes <<<<333

Then you just leave.

He is so confused.

When he’d see you later on he’d ask you about it

Nothing negative of course I did love it after all he just prefer that next time you stay with him lol

Ruby

Was never really into play fighting but every so often she’d allow it

You where where in the green house and you try to distract her my hip bumping her

You then start your light fighting

You end up pinning her to one of the fungus infested table

She was blushing a lot and making excuses to get back to work

Before you let her go, you gave her a sweet little kiss

And she gasps

You smile and walk off and now she’s livid

She’s chasing you and proper lecturing you for that lmao

Brody

Again, she was never into play fighting but she wouldn’t mind it once in a while <3

Your both just kinda chilling and you just start play scrapping her

You pin her to the nearest surface and this girls face goes RED

You gives her a kiss then walk off

And she’s too shocked to do aught

She loves it

She’s just stunned

However later on she’d mention that you shouldn’t tease her like that lmao

#twdg #twdg louis #twdg mitch #twdg x reader #twdg marlon #twdg omar #twdg ruby #twdg violet #the walking dead game #twdg aasim

[fatuismooches]

Compilation of Anon Asks (Part 1)

I have a BUNCH of sweet anons in my ask box frequently but I usually don't have the time to answer everyone so in this post I'm just going to be screenshotting the asks and putting my responses underneath. Not every ask is here since it'll get too long but yeah I'll make other parts soon. Kind of long, but may be worth it since I ramble a lot about cute Harbinger stuff and personal hcs so yea :)

As someone who also headcanons Childe to be cuddly af as well, this hurts me to my core😭 Like I just know this man would not give you a break you'd be trying to do literally anything and his arms would be snug around your waist, and he would not let go for anything 💀

As such, you are very correct when you say he'd have a hard time with a nontouchy lover. Childe's pretty disheartened at first. But is there a specific reason you don't like being touched? Maybe he can get you to explain? Maybe you can at least link pinkies with him? He's starving over here. Of course, he would 100% respect your boundaries, but he'd be very sad :( Boy would have to get real creative with his love otherwise he might explode.

♿️🛐 That's what I think. More seriously though, this idea has a lot of cute fluffy potential, thinking about how this would be nice in maybe an olden times AU (pls idk the names) 💓 I'm thinking that they hid their true identity from you for a long time - you looked so fragile and helpless, and lived all alone - perhaps they were eyeing you up because your blood seemed so sweet, more than the average person even.

But even though they have much opportunities to take you, they don't. It seems that they have fallen in love with you somehow, and they can't bear to reveal their true form to you now. Until you somehow stumble upon them dizzy, completely needy for your blood. No matter how much they feasted on others, their throats still burned for your blood. Some would be more resistant and tell you to get away from them now. But all of them in the end, are clinging desperately to your shoulders, begging you for your blood and love otherwise they may go mad. If you accept, well... you'll belong to them forever👀

(Would they turn you into a vampire?? Some of them definitely would I think, like Scaramouche and Dottore who want you to be with them for all eternity. Others would be conflicted over you keeping your precious humanity vs wanting to claim you as theirs.. :()

(I don't know much about vampires other than that I played Ikemen Vampire before so excuse me😭)

PLEASE I love this! At first you have no idea whether Capitano is unamused or unaffected by you cuz all you can see is the pitch darkness of his helmet covering his face so you end up dying a little inside cuz you don't really know how to act now. But little do you know internally he's wondering how it's possible for one person to be so sweet and cute. Poor man doesn't know how to express his feelings in any other way besides unintentionally staring at you menacingly and then patting you awkwardly.

This is fiction, anytime is possible 🛐🛐 He gets embarrassed when his kid makes fun of him for his first meeting with you 😭 (Would he let his kid meet Ei?😭 She would probably feed them sweets behind his back </3 Yae teaches his kid how to be mischievous)

Ngl, Scara as a dad is very interesting :( I feel as though he'd want to give his kid a lot of attention due to how much he suffered from feeling as though he was abandoned by his creator, but at the same time the only person who taught him how to love is reader so he isn't sure how to properly express his feelings to his kid and might end up staying away for a bit :( </3

Scara fic is on the backburner for now, I think I will wait until 3.2/3.3 to finish it, or when I have a long slot of free time💀 But I love my boy sm <33

Your Capitano brainrot always amuses me, I love to see it 😭💓 I can't wait for solid info on him to come out, bc you deserve accurate fanfics with your man

You know, I always wonder how you and other Harbinger lovers survive with such little content on most of them😭 This includes me but are y'all doing ok?

The way you are so right 🥝 anon... Maybe he'd been conditioned for years to keep a poker face and be trained for war and negotiation so he's always like😐😕, a sharp contrast from your wide variety of emotions.

Even with the mask on you can sense sometimes his emotions, it's not too bad when you get to know him because in the presence of others, you know it's just his usual face. But with you it can either be - a weird form of smiling, a downward mouth due to concern for you, or his usual face.

Seeing him watch you without his helmet on for the first time is such an experience😭 He be looking at you and you're a bit scared cuz his face is not very inviting and you question him and he's like ? in his head he thinks that he's looking at you affectionately and you're like THATS UR FACIAL EXPRESSION FOR AFFECTION??

Imagine taking your hands and pulling up his lips to form a smile and his mouth droops immediately lol

#smooches talks #yall i said this before but childe is like my fav character so i think abt him everyday #yea ik thats embarassing #🥝 anon #i was gonna add more asks but i got lazy lol

[leejungchans]

AND ALSO I LOVE SENDING THOUGHTS!!!! lemme spoil you with some more hehe:

there's something so funny about the thought of mingyu being the walking definition of "gentle giant" bc imagine him with a partner who's always ready to protecc ready to attacc who he always has to remind to relax like a big behaved golden retriever trying to calm down a fired up chihuahua (like those compilations of mingyu pulling his members mostly seungkwan back 😭)

STARGAZING WITH JUNHUI????? him surprising you with a picnic on the rooftop, complete with fairy lights and a projector and screen to watch movies on 💔 and after a while the movie just becomes background noise and you two stare out into the night sky then when you turn to him you find he's already looking at you and he doesn't even notice until you ask what he's doing 🥺 and he starts stammering so cutely looking flustered you can't help but laugh in endearment 💔💔💔 AND HE FINDS YOUR LAUGH SO CUTE THAT HE LAUGHS TOO 💔💔💔💔 ugh im sad

being in a lecture hall progressively growing sleepy as your just-as-tired professor slowly explains your subject's current topic UNTIL you catch the lee chan sitting a few rows in front of you in your peripheral vision and look directly at him to find he's grinning mischievously and at the raise of your eyebrow his face suddenly morphs into a crooked expression and it's so ridiculous it puts a smile on your face 🤕 and this only eggs him on to change his expression into another one and he keeps going to the point you're almost dying in your seat trying to stay quiet and not burst out laughing but then the professor calls for his attention like "mr lee i appreciate your efforts to keep mr/ms ___ awake but it would also be greatly appreciated if you could pay attention to my lecture" and he gets a bit embarrassed but quickly glances back at you to find you still smiling so he supposes it's worth it 💖 (i made this extra long for you sol 👑)

hoshi little gf agenda where you're walking around with your arm extended behind you and he's holding onto your hand with both of his hands like a child scared to get lost. that's it. that's the tweet.

I PROBABLY HAVE MORE BUT I NEED TO WRITE THEM DOWN FIRST SO IT'S CLEAN AND ORGANIZED SO,,,,,, STAY TUNED LSJDKSJDM

- 🌼

bestie ur brain,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,is so powerful so neutrogena 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 I’M LICHRALLY CRYING AT ALL OF THEM ESPECIALLY CHAN’S WHJSJAJSJA literally what is stopping him from being my uni bf 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨 it’s the way most of my classes for my second semester are gonna be electives and most of my friends are gonna be abroad for exchange 🥲 where is lee chan when u need him most </3 not us being called out by the prof though HHWGWHABG SAUR EMBARRASSING

me reading ur ask:

#🌼 anon #sol.svt thoughts

[sensitively-taken]

his first love — jake

synopsis. firsts with a partner are always nerve-wracking, whether you’ve had them before or not. but imagine meeting your boyfriend’s parents for the first time, with his first love there the whole time? oh, right, you don’t have to imagine—you are!

pairing. boyfriend!jake x gender-neutral!reader ft. oc

word count. 1.5k (1583)

genre(s) + warnings. established relationship au, fluff, (minor) summer au. food mentions, a wee bit of a misunderstanding, and jake is just too cute for me to handle :(((

listen to! infrunami, steve lacy ⭑ blue lemonade, red velvet

notes. to those who saw this before, No you didn’t... it has never been posted before but anways! here’s a cute, lil summer fic since it’s starting to get hotter out!! and i Mean hotter bc why was it 38 degrees (celsius) out today... anyways!!! enough of my rambling, enjoy!

Nervous, excited, slightly nauseated, but mostly nervous was all you felt right now. It was all you’d been feeling since your boyfriend, Sim Jaeyun—or “Jake,” as he preferred to be called—had asked you to meet his family at their yearly summer barbecue.

“Come,” he’d said, “It’ll be fun.”

So, here you were now, on a sunny August afternoon, right in front of the Sims’ residence with Jake’s hand in your sweaty one.

He gave you one last smile before he reached for the doorbell with his free hand.

“Wait!”

His hand stilled mid-air, as he raised an eyebrow.

You nibbled on your lower lip, squeezing his hand. “What… what if they don’t like me?”

Jake made a face, like he couldn’t believe what you were saying, and asked, “Do I like you?”

“... I mean, I hope you do.”

“Wrong!” He flicked your forehead quickly, but quickly soothed the area with a chaste kiss. “I like you very much. Some people would even say I like you an abnormal amount. So, don’t worry about whether they’ll like you or not.”

You couldn’t deny that the feeling of his lips on your forehead and his words made you feel jittery all over, but you could also feel the jitters from your nerves. But, Jake was smiling that wide, boyish smile of his—the one that said that you were worrying too much and everything would be alright—so you gave his hand a little squeeze and nodded.

“You’re ready?” he asked, squeezing your hand back.

Giving his hand one last squeeze, you stared at the wooden door in front of you with a determined glint in your eyes. A smile stretched your lips, and you scoffed. “I was born ready, Jakey.”

Without any hesitation, Jake rang the doorbell and you felt your heart drop into your stomach.

You’d lied.

“W-wait—“

The appearance of a young woman, probably in her 20s, cut you off and you were immediately scrambling to match a name to the unfamiliar face. You couldn’t remember anyone who looked like her, however, from Jake’s impromptu presentation he’d given you of his family yesterday, so you stumbled out an awkward, “H-hi.”

That didn’t deter her, however, from smiling widely and pulling you into a warm hug. You were confused and shocked, but you somehow managed to wrap your hands around her.

Pulling back, her already-wide smile widened even more and she exclaimed, “You’re _____, right?”

You nodded, still confused and in a slight daze. You spared your boyfriend a glance, hoping he’d help you out, but he had a mischievous smile on his face. “Uh, and you are…?”

Her smile dropped slightly before her eyes narrowed in Jake’s direction. “He didn’t tell you about me, did he?”

“Nope.”

She glared at Jake at his response, scowling, but then offered a hand in your direction. “_____, I’m Myeong Soora, Jakey’s next-door neighbour, childhood friend, and first love.”

You’d been nodding along to every single word she’d been saying, until the last two registered in your head.

“What?”

Everything’s fine, everything’s fine, everything’s—

Everything was not fine.

You were on Jake’s backyard patio now, barbecuing some strips of meat and regretting ever coming.

It wasn’t because of his parents. No, they were some of the sweetest people you’d ever met; his dad was a laid back man with a dry sense of humour, while his mum had been practically begging your boyfriend to bring you home more often since the moment you two had hugged. And, it wasn’t because of your boyfriend, either. Even though your eyebrows had been twitching with irritation, and you’d been slipping him glares the entire afternoon, he hadn’t been mischievous enough to cause you discomfort. Despite the whole not-telling-you-his-first-love-would-be-at-his-family’s-barbecue thing. Which, of course, was super minor and not a reason for you to worry and fret, at all.

The first love, in question, was currently hovering around you with a bright smile, clearly oblivious to your discomfort.

A strained smile on your lips, you refused Soora’s help one more time. “Ah, it’s really okay. I’ve got this.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see the smile on her face dim slightly—like, literally decrease in brightness—and you sighed internally, thinking she was going to back off. But, then, she perked up and her smile was even wider and brighter than before.

“I’ll go set the table then! Be right back!” She squeezed your waist, catching you by surprise, and skipped off.

Your eyes followed her cheerful figure closely, before you closed the lid of the grill and fixed your gaze on your boyfriend.

Jake was lying on a lounge chair, shades on his eyes, and probably trying to catch a couple zzz’s while his parents were consumed in a tense match of chess. He looked peaceful like this, relaxing in the sun without complaining about it for once and you almost felt bad for what you were about to do.

Almost.

Quickly and quietly, you snuck up behind him and whisper-shouted a deep, “Boo!”

His reaction was instantaneous. One second, he was soaking up the sun rays, like a cat lying out in the sun, and the next his eyes were wide and darting around wildly. His eyes darted to meet yours, simmering with thinly-veiled irritation, and he straightened immediately.

“‘s food ready?” he slurred, sleep still in his eyes. He tried rubbing it out of his eyes but only ended up knocking his knuckles against his sunglasses. Grumbling, he murmured, “If it’s not, could you make what you want to tell me quick, please? I want to go back to sleep. I can already hear my dream calling me, I—”

“No.” You crossed your arms over your chest, a frown pulling at your lips. “Sim Jaeyun, I am giving you the next five seconds to explain why your ex is here at my first meeting with your parents.”

“My ex?” His eyebrows furrowed and he fully sat up now, turning his head to look at your form behind the chair. “I don’t have an ex. And, even if I did, why the hell would they be here?”

It was your turn for your eyebrows to furrow. “What do you mean you don’t have an ex? Soora literally exists, don’t lie to me.”

The crease between his eyebrows wrinkled his forehead further, until he had a visible ‘oh’ moment, and let out a short laugh afterwards. Getting up from the chair, he checked to see if his parents were still absorbed in their chess game, before leading you towards a small, enclosed area close to the shed in their backyard.

Jake cupped your face softly, staring deeply into your eyes, as he said, “Nothing ever happened between Soora and me. She was my first love, that’s all.”

“And, how is that supposed to make me feel better?” you mumbled back, removing your face from his hands. “Your first love is still your first love, especially to your parents. How am I not supposed to worry and think about if they’re constantly comparing me to her, to see if I fit their standard? Doesn’t help that she’s actually here.”

A flicker of understanding flashed in his eyes again, causing him to sigh with relief. “No, _____, when I say Soora’s my first love, I mean like, my first love. Like, from when I was five. We only bring it up because I tried proposing to her as a kid, and she rejected me in front of our entire preschool class.”

Oh. Oh.

You averted your eyes from your boyfriend’s, hot all over—from what you wished was the sun, but was really just pure and utter embarrassment. Suddenly, your flip-flops were the most interesting thing in the world, and staring at Jake was the equivalent of staring directly into the sun.

He spotted your embarrassment and let out a teasing laugh. “Do you really think I’d let you stay here if an ex of any kind was here? Come on, I would never do that to you.”

“Yeah, I know,” you paused, twiddling your foot, “I was just getting ahead of myself for a second there.”

Again, he cupped your face softly, raising your head and simultaneously staring into your eyes. He laughed again, a warm but teasing sound, at your obvious signs of embarrassment. “No, no, no, I totally get it. If Soora was an ex, and I brought you here, that’d be really disrespectful. I would probably flip out and sulk for the rest of the day if it was me.”

You laughed along, a slow smile forming on your lips. “Just flip out and sulk? That’d be a very mild reaction from you for something on that scale.”

“Be quiet,” he scolded, but the smile was still on his face. “I would handle it maturely, like any other adult, excuse you.”

“Oh, really now?” Raising an eyebrow, you slipped your arms around his waist and tugged him closer to you. You feigned a thinking expression, muttering, “That doesn’t sound like the Jakey I know.”

Jake rolled his eyes playfully. “Shut up.”

Your eyes flickered to his lips, as you shrugged. “I don’t know, why don’t you—”

Soora’s shrill shriek interrupted you, and, though everything had been cleared up, you were cursing her in your head for different reasons. That was, until you could make out the words she was saying in her frenzied state.

Your heart dropped.

“The barbecue!”

copyright 2022 soobisms, all rights reserved. no translations or reposts of any form allowed.

#enhypen x reader #enhypen drabbles #enhypen fluff #ficscafe #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen reactions #jake sim #jake x reader #jake fluff #jake scenarios #jake drabbles

[miintsprigz]

I saw you ask for nick requests and I can abide!! Could you do a piece for a Nick x sole!reader who is very reserved and wears a hood/mask since he met them, only for it to come off later and for nick to realize that he flusters sole *really* easily, which helps him deduce pretty quick that they like him? (lowkey self insert dkejhs bc I love wearing masks bc nobody can see how embarrassed i get, and I love nick sm)

(Here goes! Might not be very long, but I’ll do my best!)

______

Nick had grown accustomed to you quickly, although he was a bit confused by how covered up you were initially. Considering the world you both roamed though, it made good enough sense to him that you wouldn’t want much of it on you.

In a particularly messy encounter with some mutants, however, your gear was badly damaged. He shook his head a bit, clicking his tongue softly.

“Tch tch… well, partner… guess we’ll have to check a wardrobe for ya when we get the chance. I know you liked wearin’ that mask, but…be glad it was your mask, and not your face.”

His concern for you was nice to hear, but as that familiar warmth surged to your cheeks, you realized you had a new problem. Your features were now an open book to be read.

Quite some time passed, and there was still no sign of that wardrobe he mentioned anywhere. It was getting harder and harder to duck your head every time Nick was…well, Nick.

Another case had been closed and the two of you were sitting around his office.

“Ya know how long that woulda taken me solo? Ages longer. Not with you here though. Ol’ eagle eyes…you’re gettin’ real good at this, kid.”

And now was when you looked away.

“Heh, t-thanks Nick.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him cock an eyebrow.

“Well don’t go all quiet on me now. You okay? You’ve been actin’ sorta funny since—”

“I’m good!”

You pulled a book clumsily off his shelf, nearly dropping it, and opened it to a random page as you tried to hide.

“Now I know you’re an intrepid learner, but…it’s like lookin’ at me is lookin’ at the sun for you right now. Somethin’s fishy.”

“Oh it’s nothing—”

“Ah come on~ humor me, kid—”

Four metallic fingers curled over the top of the book, trying to pull it from your grasp.

“Oh wow, this one’s reaaaally interesting—”

At this point, it was like treading water. You stood up now, walking with the book practically pressed over your nose. You just had to get out of the way. But that synth was as hard to shake now as on any other case. And now he was onto you!

“Yeah well could ya drop it for just one sec? Listen I get that—”

You nearly walked into a wall, and his body blocking you was the only thing that stopped that from happening. He grinned and gave a final, hard pull, yanking the book out of your hand.

“Aha! Gotcha cornered now. Now let’s see what all the fuss is about—”

Those two dull, glowing eyes stared right into yours, and as if on cue, you blushed worse than you ever had in your life.

“…awwww…well ain’t that cute. Oughta start callin’ you ‘Rosie’!”

Nick laughed heartily. You curled your fingers over your face, mortified. Knowing him, you could almost literally feel the gears turning in his head.

“Now let’s see, when do you normally do this? What’s the motive…oh.

His voice changed. The mischievous tone dropped completely.

“Oh I see.”

You nearly whimpered from under your hands.

“Do you have to be so…freakin’ nice all the time?”

Light began to seep in as those worn hands gently pried your fingers back a bit. He didn’t seem like he found this funny anymore. But he smiled.

“I think I cracked the code.” He winked at you.

“Not surprised.”

“We’ve been working together for such a long while, I can almost read you like a book. I was startin’ to suspect something like this. The only thing that was gettin’ in the way was that mask. And I’ll get ya a new one, I know you like ‘em. But…”

He placed one hand over yours, your fingers woven together.

“…I do kinda like seeing your pretty face.”

You leaned into his touch a bit, and found yourself smiling with him.

He quipped, “Ya sure are mighty warm though—”

“Oh uh, sorry—”

“Nah. Makes ya a good companion for an ok’ bucket of bolts like me. I like it.”

____

(I hope that was ok!)

#fallout 4 #nick valentine #nick valentine x sole survivor #canon x reader #x reader #nick valentine x reader #mint writes

[todrokishoto]

bnha boys x tickles

character(s): bakugou, deku, denki, kirishima, todoroki

warning(s): tickles, blood (nosebleed), swearing? 

a/n: random idea i had. enjoy this hc/scenario thing while i work on some longer fics. p.s. i’ve never really written headcannons before so idk if i did it right lmao

B A K U G O U 

mans isn’t ticklish 

trained himself to tolerate it bc being ticklish is for the weak 

won’t tell you that tho bc it’s a valid excuse sometimes ok??

like,,, let’s say you’re tracing mindless patterns on his abdomen right

the two of you are just lying on his bed in his dorm room

and while it might have been innocent enough on your part

he can’t help but be... flustered as your hand moves awfully close to the waistband of his pants 

feeling his cheeks heat up, straight up refusing to let you see how much your touch affects him, he swats your hand away with a grunt

“that tickles, dumbass,” he huffs, his voice slightly strained. you pretend not to notice. 

your eyebrows lift upward in surprise at his statement. not once had he ever mentioned he was ticklish. propping yourself up on your elbow, you let your eyes trail over his features, studying him. 

his eyes are closed but only after mere seconds of feeling your gaze, they open back up. his crimson orbs stare into yours, neither one of you breaking the prolonged silence. you, frankly, didn’t want to. bakugou, on the other hand, refused to - fully aware his voice would betray him again. 

he couldn’t believe he had just lied about being ticklish. but, letting you believe your soft touches had tickled him rather than admitting they made him feel things he know he shouldn’t seemed like the most logical option. yes. there was no way he’d reveal his less than innocent thoughts. 

“what?” he grumbles, quirking a brow questioningly. “take a picture. it’ll last longer.” 

you fish your phone out of your pocket, holding it up above him. “okay—” 

your words turn into a squeal as he smacks the phone out of your hand and grabs your arm, pinning it above your head. he hovers above you, eyes full of mischievousness, his teeth exposed by the grin dancing on his lips. you stare back up at him, eyes wide, body tense as you attempt to gauge his next movements.

“how ‘bout a taste of your own medicine, huh? since you seem to find it so funny.” 

and before you can protest, his fingertips dig into your sides, eliciting careless giggles from you as he tries his best to find your most ticklish spots. 

K A M I N A R I 

would tickle you on the daily just to hear your laugh

pls he’s a total sucker for your squealing giggles. they’re his favorite

this boy will find any excuse to tickle you; pinching your sides, blowing raspberries on your stomach while lying in your lap - you name it 

one of his favorite ways is to use just a teeny tiny bit of his electricity, making the ticklish that much more unbearable 

we all know his love language is physical touch, so he just can’t help himself really

but don’t even think about tickling him. boy will practically screm bloody murder and literally run away from you like a child running away from their parent when it’s time for bed 

you’re bored. so bored, in fact, that you’re even thinking about purposefully provoking your boyfriend’s explosive friend just for some entertainment. you quickly scrap the idea, not feeling like being the target of his harsh words today. 

your boredom quickly dissipates, however, as the yellow locks of your boyfriend come into view. he’s chatting animatedly with kirishima and sero, his back facing you. you put a finger to your lips as a pair of red eyes look at you curiously. luckily, the redhead understands and says nothing as you sneak up to the table they’re currently seated at. 

“hey, babe!” you greet loudly, your voice dripping with fake innocence. 

before he can turn around, your hands are at his sides, pinching and poking with all their might. an odd sound - something between a gasp and a grunt - escapes your boyfriend at the feeling and he flails his arms, desperately trying to escape your hold. 

you underestimated just how ticklish your electric partner is, it seems. because before you can dodge it and sero can warn you, denki pushes his chair backward, knocking you over in the process. your boyfriend whips around immediately at the sound of your body colliding with the floor. 

“oh my god, baby, i’m so sorry. i didn’t mean—” his apology trails off at the sound of your loud laughter. 

you’re clutching your stomach with one hand, attempting (but to no avail) to silence your laughter with the other. denki rubs the back of his neck, eyes full of confusion, while he tries to regain his breath from your surprise attack. once again, he catches you off-guard as he crouches down next to you, his fingers finding your tickle spot with ease. 

your laughter gets louder and he smirks. “not so funny now, is it?” 

K I R I S H I M A

mans has a hardening quirk

aka he can just harden his skin, so tickling him is basically impossible 

once in awhile, when he knows you just want revenge for the times you’ve been tickled by him, he won’t activate his power 

but still, he barely chuckles, which makes you frustrated™

he doesn’t really tickle you on purpose that often tho bc that’s not manly

will tickle you accidentally while rubbing your arms or breathing on your neck while cuddling 

you’ll squirm in his hold and he will just apologize with a laugh and hold you tighter

you sigh, shuffling ever-so-slightly, stuck within your boyfriend’s tight grasp. the two of you had been cuddling on one of the sofas in the common room, but he had succumbed to his exhaustion and had fallen asleep next to you.

normally, this wouldn’t be a problem. you had no issue being his pillow once in awhile and his cute, little snores made it impossible for you to wake him. today, however, he had fallen asleep in the crook of your neck and his soft breaths were tickling you. with every exhale, your body tensed as you tried your best to remain still.

“kiri,” you whisper, his nickname slipping past your lips with gentleness. “babe, wake up.” 

he stirs at the sound of your voice, his breathing halting momentarily. you wait in suspense but he only buries his face further into your neck, a long breath fanning against your exposed skin. you squirm instinctively. your movements must have alerted something in him because he begins shuffling shortly after. 

you can’t see his face but you can tell by his breathing that he’s slowly but surely waking up. you practically hold your breath, praying that he will move before you have to voice your discomfort. unfortunately, luck isn’t on your side it seems. 

“kiri, i love you, but please move,” you plead, pushing against his chest softly. his red eyes are filled with confusion as he props himself up to look at you. “you’ve been tickling my neck for the past fifteen minutes. i was going insane.” 

he pouts then. “aw, babe, you should’ve told me. you could’ve woken me up, y’know?” 

“yeah, i know,” you sigh, rubbing your neck where his breathing had been just a few seconds prior. “i just didn’t want to wake you, is all. you’re so cute when you sleep.” 

“you’re cuter,” he quips enthusiastically, poking your nose with his index finger. “okay, your turn to cuddle me instead. i’m not ticklish so lay wherever you want.” 

M I D O R I Y A

i feel like this broccoli bean would be ticklish everywhere?

either that or he’s not ticklish at all

maybe his body’s been beaten so many times that his nerve-endings are either overly sensitive or they barely feel anything 

idk™ BUT

sweet, freckled little izuku would also not tickle you without consent

we stan a respective king 

he would be so careful to apply a little bit of a firmer pressure to not tickle you

sweetie had been to flustered to ask if you were ticklish when you first started dating and it was too late to ask now 

you’re sitting next to him on the gras outside of the doors, relishing the feeling of the nice evening air against your skin. the two of you are chatting mindlessly. well, izuku’s doing most of the talking and you’re mainly listening, but you don’t mind at all. 

his arm is grasped between your two hands as you gently trace the scattered freckles and scars adorning his skin. he had been so flustered when you had grabbed it, unable to will the redness away from his cheeks. you had only giggled in response. 

izuku didn’t know why you seemed to be so fascinated by his scars. you had always asked questions about them, wondering if he remembered where he got them. always made sure to call him handsome on days where he was particularly bothered by the markings on his body. 

he loved it. he loved you. 

but as your continue to trace them, your touch featherlight, he can’t help the shiver that runs down his spine. he squirms, his hand clenching together and forming a fist. you take notice and halt your actions immediately. he turns to look at you, meeting your wide eyes. 

“did i do something wrong?” you ask quietly, feeling the guilt claw its way to your chest. 

“no!” he practically shouts, his voice a few octaves higher than normal. he clears his throat. “n-no, you didn’t. it’s just that... heh. i’m, uh, kind of sensitive in certain spots, i guess? and while i really don’t mind you touching my scars, you were so gentle and i-i just... it tickled.”

his chin tilts toward the floor, his bashful gaze flickering away from yours. you notice the pink dusting across his freckled cheeks but decide not to point it out, desperate to make your boyfriend feel at ease again. 

“zuku, say that next time! i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to tickle you. i didn’t even know you were ticklish, to be honest.”

he rubs his neck, peering over at you once again. he grins sheepishly. “i-i never told you, i guess. usually, i’m able to resist the urge to squirm, um, like that.”

“you’re so cute!” you gush, grabbing ahold of his hand once again. “i’m ticklish too, y’know. but i’ll let you find my tickle spots on your own.”

and, for the umpteenth time that night, your boyfriend blushes as he thinks about exploring your body to find your very own tickle spots. 

T O D O R O K I 

we all know he had a shitty childhood fck u endeavor

he never had tickle fights with his parents or siblings when he was little

so poor bby probably doesn’t even know he’s ticklish until you accidentally find his weak spot one day

let’s say you’re both cuddling in your bed right?? and things are getting a little heated 

so,,, you detach your lips from his, placing a kiss on his cheek, then his jaw, then his neck

and let me tell you - this poor boy doesn’t know what to do 

he tenses up immediately, slamming his chin down to protect his exposed neck, his jaw banging against your nose in the process 

“y/n!” he calls out immediately, chest heaving, his body still tense as if on high alert. he reaches out to you when he spots you holding your nose, your brows furrowed in discomfort. “i’m so sorry. i don’t— are you alright?” 

you nod, releasing a hum to confirm your response. your nose is throbbing, but when you open your eyes and meet shoto’s wide bicolored ones, your pain subsides quickly. poor boy looks so helpless - torn between reaching out for you and distancing himself. 

“hey, sho, it’s okay. i’m alright,” you remove your hand clutching your nose to shoot him a smile but you stop midway, noticing the crimson liquid on your palm. 

“you’re bleeding,” your boyfriend observes quietly, the guilt obvious in his voice. “i hurt you. i’m so sorry. i... what you did made me feel weird and my body just reacted. i, uh, i’m sorry.” 

he scrambles out of your bed, reaching for the box of tissues he knows you have stashed in your desk. he hands you a handful of them, awkwardly lingering by the foot of the bed as you wrap the paper over your nose, clamping your fingers shut around it.

you shake your head with a gentle laugh. “sho, it’s okay. i didn’t know you were ticklish there. i can’t really control what my body does when i’m tickled either, so i don’t blame you.” 

“ticklish?” he repeats aloud, almost as if testing out the word. 

you nod, the innocence of your boyfriend once again surprising you. you feel your heart ache slightly at the thought of him not knowing what the action is. had nobody ever touched him enough for him to find his tickle spots? 

“yeah. most people are ticklish somewhere on their body. usually either on their waist, their armpits, feet or neck - like you. it’s normal. typically, when people are touched where they’re ticklish, they’ll squirm and laugh.” 

he nods and you remain quiet as he processes the information. then, much to your bewilderment, he leans forward and grabs ahold of your side with his fingertips. he pinches gently and you jerk, narrowing your eyes at your boyfriend smiling harmlessly. 

“so, is that your tickle spot, then?”  

#bnha #mha #bakugou #katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo imagine #bakugo x reader #deku x reader #izuku midoriya #izuku midoriya x reader #shoto todoroki #shouto todoroki #todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki x reader #denki kaminari #kirishima #denki x reader #kaminari x reader #kirishima x reader #mha x reader

[hajimine]

BETWEEN THE NOTES — SEMI EITA x GN!READER

synopsis: for as long as you can remember, you and Semi Eita have always hated each other—but a couple of tender glances and one too many bottles of beer later, you find out that maybe you were looking at it the wrong way this whole time.

genre: fluff, (kinda) enemies to lovers, musician!au, mutual pining but they’re both idiots, jealousy, etc.

warnings: alcohol + intoxication (nothing bad happens), slight suggestive themes, vulgar language, kinda fast paced?

wc: ~2.5k

to: @archivednikes happy birthday shawdy <3

special thanks to: @rintaroll for beta-ing & telling me a lil bit about how bands work and stuff bc idk shit lol :,)

“Semi, get your ass moving,” you huff. “You’re gonna make me late.”

He gives you a smug look and raises a slitted eyebrow. “Did something crawl up your ass and died? What’s up with you?”

You exhale heavily through your nose and stare at him, unimpressed.

“We gotta catch the afternoon train if you wanna reach the venue in time for our gig. This is a really good opportunity for me, don’t you dare mess it up.” you say, gathering the last of your things for the trip.

There is a tingling sensation crawling down your spine, as if someone is staring at you. You look over your shoulder curiously, opening your mouth to utter another snarky remark to get your partner to stop gawking around and get ready.

But the intensity behind his gaze caught you by surprise.

Those hazel eyes of his—ones that are usually sharp and cold—held a sort of softness in them as he looks at you. When you caught him staring, his gaze did not falter one bit.

You couldn’t stop your eyes from traveling down the perfect slope of his nose, continuing down to his pouty lips.

As much as you hate him, you can’t deny that Semi Eita is an attractive man. Heck, even the word attractive isn’t enough to express how infuriatingly hot he is.

Your gaze stays on his lips for a second too long. Have they always looked this soft and inviting?

The dry cough from the opposite side of the room is the only thing that managed to break you out of this trance. Semi Eita’s trance.

Your manager stands by the door, tapping her foot on the wooden tiles impatiently.

“Now, lovebirds,” she narrows her eyes, “Save the PDA for tonight, yeah? We’ve got a schedule to follow.”

You roll your eyes at her, cheeks uncomfortably warm. And just like that, the strange yet tender moment you shared with Semi dissipated into thin air.

。。。

You don’t know if you should take pity on the gray-haired singer or if you should laugh at him.

Currently, Semi’s head is bowed down in shame as he gets an earful from his manager in the middle of a crowded train.

You see, the four of you should’ve arrived at the venue by now. Both your managers are very strict about schedules, and they planned to arrive at the bar two hours before the agreed time.

Thankfully, his bandmates have been a little more punctual than him and have successfully boarded the 4pm train. But Mr. Popular right here just had to stop every few minutes to take pictures with every single fan he met on the way to the station.

“It’s half past five now,” his manager whisper-shouts, “Do you know what that means?”

Semi tries to give her an awkward smile to calm her down. It doesn’t work.

“It’s rush hour! What if we won’t reach the bar in time? It could ruin both your careers, do you know that?” she glares at Semi once again, but there is less bite in her voice now.

“I’m sorry,” Semi starts, plastering a charming smile on his face, “I only wanted to be nice to the fans. Wouldn’t make too good of an impression if I just ignored them, no?”

His manager sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose, exasperated. She motions for Semi to stop talking with a wave of her hand.

The singer grins, and out of the corner of your eyes, you can sense his sharp gaze on you once more.

You try to ignore it.

。。。

When your group reaches the bar, Semi’s bandmates are almost done preparing themselves for the gig.

The bar is dimly lit and cool, the multitudes of warm overhead lighting being the only source of light in the room. It’s not too busy tonight, you observe. Some people still donned their work clothes, perhaps rushing over to the bar right after a long day at work—mingling around with friends to let loose for a little and enjoy themselves.

“Dude, where were you?” Aito asks, eyebrows turned downwards in a frown.

Semi pats the guitarist on the side of his head, “Relax, we’ve got plenty of time to prepare.”

Aito rolls his eyes, completely used to his bandmate’s antics.

“Whatever,” he huffs. “By the way, are we gonna have a little after party later?”

“Uh,” Semi’s eyes flicker towards you for one second, then back to Aito, “I dunno man, might be too tired to get wasted tonight.”

The guitarist narrows his eyes. He didn’t miss the way Semi’s gaze lingered on you.

“Y/N,” Aito smirks. “You coming to the after party?”

You were listening to their conversation this whole time, finding the whole exchange quite amusing.

“Eh, I don’t see why not,” you smile sweetly, “It’s gonna be even better now that this dude isn’t coming anyways.” You pointed your thumb at the vocalist.

From where he’s standing, you hear Semi scoff.

“Y’know what?” he sneers, “On second thought, I am going. How does that make you feel, huh?”

You shrug, feigning indifference.

“I literally do not care.”

“Piss off.”

Aito throws his head back in laughter, shaking his head as he walks away from the scene, muttering about people being too clueless and dense for their own damn good.

You adjusted your equipment bag on your shoulder, exhaling loudly to try and calm your heart down.

。。。

It is in moments like these that you remember why you decided to go forth with this career path, no matter how rocky it may be.

Adrenaline courses through your veins as you sing the lyrics of you and Semi’s song; every ounce of the jittery nerves you had just a few moments ago long gone.

There’s nobody else in this world that can ever take your place

Some of the customers are listening intently, others just nodding along to the song, and the rest not even listening at all.

You could hear your heartbeat thumping loudly against your chest, the sweat trickling down your forehead and into your eyes making it harder for you to see the crowd.

And when the day’s all done and dusted, all I ever need is to be in your arms again

You whip your head towards Semi, just like the countless times you rehearsed this song together.

“It shows chemistry,” your manager had said, “play it up for the crowd, will ya?”

The butterflies in your stomach flutters about restlessly when you notice that Semi has been looking at you this whole time.

His eyes—sharp and intense—held your gaze, unabashed. Steady. Sure.

Will you stay tonight? ‘Cause baby you’re all that I need, and you’re all that I want.

And in that moment, with your eyes locked on each other, the world seems to stop.

Nothing else matters, Semi’s lopsided smile says, only you.

。。。

The performance flew by in the blink of an eye, and it’s a little past midnight now. As promised, your managers held a little after party in the shared lounge of your penthouse suite.

It’s not as fancy as it sounds, you smile to yourself. There are suspicious stains on the gray carpet, and the furniture smells vaguely of cigarette smoke and sweat.

Bottles of beers have already littered the floor and glass table, and you haven’t even started drinking.

“Duuuude,” Yuuto slurs, “Why are ya so tense for?”

The bassist points at you and Semi, eyelids drooping as he tries his best to keep them open.

“C’mon guys,” Aito clasps his shoulders and massages them roughly, “Relax a little, we did amazing tonight.”

Semi shrugs his friend’s hands away, annoyed. He snatches an unopened bottle of beer from the cooler and opens the cap with his teeth.

You gulp. He hands you the bottle wordlessly before grabbing another one for himself, chugging it down quickly. You mirror his actions, hoping that the alcohol can dull the annoying fluttering in your stomach that refuses to leave ever since the two of you shared that intimate moment on stage.

For fuck’s sake, what’s going on with me?

Your trick works, in a way. Your stomach feels pleasantly warm now, and your breathing has finally evened out. Another unopened bottle of beer lays invitingly on the couch and you reach for it, opting for a bottle opener instead of doing it like Semi.

“Bro,” Yuuto grins at the singer, drool threatening to leave the corner of his mouth, “Did’ya see that blonde chick in the front row? She was hardcore eye-fucking you dude.”

“Ah,” Semi takes another swig of his beer, a cute flush blossoming in his cheeks.

Wait, what. Cute?

“She gave me her number when we were gathering up our stuff.” He runs his hand through his hair.

“You gonna hit her up or what?” Aito teases, smirking.

The singer shrugs, “Maybe, I dunno.”

Your breath hitches, and Aito’s smirk widens. You raise your eyebrows at him, silently telling him to fuck off.

“Where’s Kai?” you hear Semi ask. Come to think of it, you haven’t seen the drummer since after the show was over.

“Oh,” the guitarist laughs, “Fucker left us for some girl he saw in the bar. Might see him tomorrow morning, might not. Who knows?”

The vocalist hums and walks over to where you’re sitting, plopping down on the old couch.

“The managers?” Semi casually drapes his arm on the back of the sofa. You feel yourself tensing as your heart races uncontrollably, and the singer looks over at you with an unreadable expression on his face.

Aito scratches the back of his neck, quickly losing interest in the conversation.

“They decided to sleep in early. Long day, I guess.”

Semi nods and rests his head on the top of the couch, exposing his defined jawline. His eyelashes look so pretty from this angle, they’re long and fluttery and they almost…

Huh?

“Eita, are you gonna hit that blonde girl up or nah?” Aito provokes, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You clench your teeth and reach for yet another bottle—your fourth one this past hour. Or fifth. You don’t bother counting. Semi looks over at you again, but this time his eyes holds a sort of concern in them. You scoff to yourself.

“Uh,” the singer looks at his friend weirdly, “Why are you so insistent on this? I did say maybe didn’t I?”

Aito laughs. You almost recoil in disgust.

“Oh nothing,” he chuckles, “It’s just that she’s really hot and she’s your type so—”

You stand up abruptly, knocking over some empty beer bottles by accident. The regret is immediate. You can feel the acid in your stomach traveling up your esophagus, tickling the back of your throat.

Semi quickly stands up when you clasp a hand over your mouth, trying your best to hold it together.

“Shit,” he mutters, “You okay?”

He rubs tiny circles on the small of your back, an action that’s supposed to be soothing but instead causes tingles to run up and down your spine. You shiver.

Another wave of nausea hits before you could respond, causing your knees to almost give out under you.

“Whoa there, angel,” Semi wraps his arm around your waist, holding you flush to his side to support your weight.

You groan softly as your head spins uncomfortably. Droplets of cold sweat is starting to form on your forehead, adding another layer of discomfort upon you.

“You wanna go to your bedroom?” Semi murmurs close to your ear. You shiver again. At this, Semi thought that you’re freezing so he drapes his leather jacket on your shoulders, holding you close.

You nod weakly as you try to blink the black spots in your vision away.

From somewhere around the room, you hear Aito snicker, “Stay safe!”

You turn your head around to give him a deathly glare, but all you see is a big blob of blurriness.

Dammit.

。。。

Semi takes the key card from your bag and pushes the door open, placing your duffel bag on the floor after

He guides you to the bathroom—with gentleness you rarely see from him—and sets the toilet cover down so you can sit on it while he wets a towel with the running tap water.

“You still feel dizzy?” he asks, voice soft.

You stare at his fingers as he wrings the towel and shakes your head.

Semi holds out the cloth and pats your forehead with it, the coolness allowing you to feel a little more refreshed.

“Do you want me to make you some tea?” he wipes the back of your neck carefully.

Shit. Has he always been this thoughtful?

You shake your head again, telling him that you just want to go to sleep.

He sighs and gives you a half-smile, holding out his arm to help you to the bed.

Semi still has it in him to give you a little but of privacy as you wiggle out of your tight jeans, looking away until you slip under the covers.

He helps you pull the plush white comforter closer to your chest, tucking you in.

Your mind doesn’t feel as hazy as it was a few hours ago, but the leftover alcohol coursing through your veins gave you a sort of boost to your impulses.

“Eita,” you whisper, reaching out towards the singer, “Stay?”

The singer halts in his steps and turns to look at you.

“Uh, I don’t know Y/N,” he starts, “You’re drunk right now.”

“No I’m not,” you say, steady voice proving your point. “Please?”

Semi glances over at the door and sighs. He chewed on his lower lip for a few seconds before sighing again.

“Okay.”

。。。

You’re struggling to open your eyes when you wake up, the harsh sunlight streaming into the room completely unfiltered.

Drunk you completely forgot to close the blinds, it seems.

You groan audibly, wanting to pull the covers above your head to hide yourself from this cruel world.

You freeze. Why can you feel someone’s soft breaths on the crown of your head?

Nervously, you reach out in front of you, eyes still shut closed. Oh no.

You force your eyes open, grimacing from the sudden brightness. Your eyes widen at the sight in front of you. Semi Eita, your supposed nemesis, is sleeping soundly a few inches away from you, arms wrapped around your waist.

What the hell happened last night?

A small squeak leaves your mouth as you fully realize the situation you’re in. The small noise wakes Semi up from his slumber, causing him to slowly open his eyes, squinting at the bright light.

“Morning, angel,” he croaks, voice raspy with sleep.

My god does he look pretty in the morning.

You stay there, frozen and unblinking. All the words at the tip of your tongue seem to disappear from existence.

Semi blinks, sitting up quickly.

“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he rubs his eyes vigorously, “I should’ve said no when you asked me to stay. Fuck, you were drunk and I—”

You grab the back of his neck and pull him closer to you, a small smile gracing your lips.

Your thumb grazes Semi’s bottom lip, dragging it down every so slightly before releasing it, enjoying the way he seems to unravel under your touch.

“Shut up and kiss me, will you?” you murmur, trying to keep your cool as your heart hammers against your chest loudly.

At this, Semi breaks out of his reverie and laughs, “I thought you’d never ask.”

a/n: if you’ve made it this far, please feel free to let me know what you think about this fic! and please REBLOG IF YOU ENJOYED mwah <3

© HAJIMINE — all rights reserved. please do not repost, copy, or claim any of my works as your own, thank you.

#❀ —𝐁𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 #haikyuu x reader #semi eita x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #semi eita imagines #semi eita #haikyuu x you #hq x reader #haikyuu scenarios #!semi

[doctorgerth]

good day to you doc! i hope youre having a blessed for creating this chubby love mini event <33 ive been thinking of kuzan and since its still summer (i think) maybe you have something fluffy (or nsfw👀) in mind that involves chubby readers, bikinis, and our beloved former admiral 🥰

good day to you anon! 🥰 I love Aokiji sm I’m always so happy to write for him, so thank you <3

aokiji x chubby f!reader in a bikini

is an absolute sucker for those cute polka dot bikinis? but honestly loves any bikini you wear bc he gets to see almost every bit of you in the pretty sunlight <3

loves to take you to the beach, you in your cute sundress and sun hat, sun on your plump skin, your chubby cheeks spread in a wide smile. summer looks so good on you and he knows it well!

will hype you up if you’re ever feeling shy in your swimsuit. nothing over the top, but he’s very blunt and will tell you exactly what he thinks of your bikini. “ara ara you look sexy. I almost want to keep you here all to myself with you looking like that.”

(nsfw warning)

don’t be surprised if your swimsuit comes untied frequently, it’s no accident and he can’t hide his mischievous smirk as he pulls his fingers back. not like he really tries to hide his naughty intentions anyway. pouts if you double knot.

can’t keep his hands off you, not when you look like that, flaunting all your goods for everyone to see. and though aokiji is well aware of your beauty, and can hardly blame others for staring at you, it still makes him a lil angry to see others ogling you while you’re so unaware of just how good you look in a bikini

so that’s how you find yourself in the nearest changing room, bathroom, or hell, even behind a sand dune — bikini bottoms lazily pushed to the side as he stuffs your cute, tubby body with his fat cock. reminding you that you are irresistible in your bikini, but it should be for his eyes only 🔥

#doctorgerth #chubby love #headcanons #hcs #one piece x chubby reader #aokiji x reader #ns.fw #anon

[heezoneie]

Hi, can I request a SKZ and Enhypen legal line reaction to you doing WAP or twerking out of nowhere?

i though this one was fun to write 😆, thank you for the request! <3

group: enhypen & stray kids

member: enhypen legal line & all of stray kids

genre: crack(?), fluff, possibly suggestive at times

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Enhypen Legal Line

Heeseung:

• you guys had been just chilling on the couch at the dorms, the other boys no where to be found.

• your head rested on heeseung’s lap as he scrolled through his phone. “hee, i’m bored” he looked down at your face upon hearing your statement.

• “well there’s not much we can do right now, maybe when the boys get back.” he stated playing with your hair.

• growing impatient, a mischievous idea popped in your head. sitting up from his lap, you go to set your phone on the tv stand directly in font of the couch.

• you were about to do a challenge that has been going around tiktok for quite a while. you were not one to do tiktok challenges very often, so this would come as a surprise for heeseung.

• seeing you stand up got heeseung curious. he watched your every move as you setup your video.

• when the familiar “WAP” began to play through your phone speakers, heeseung’s eyes widened.

• as soon as you started actually doing the dance, he would be so flustered. face beet red, but bby would not be able to take his eyes off you.

• he thought you did such a good job, even if the dance was a bit “pRoVOcAtIve” so after you finished the dance and walked over you him, he immediately buried his head in your neck.

• “that was so good baby, but try a less inappropriate dance next time? okay?”

Jay:

• you and jay were in the practice room at the company because he decided to stay back to get some extra work in.

• he asked you to come keep him company, since he didn’t want to be alone. ofc you showed up, bc who wouldn’t want to watch their boyfriend dance.

• after a while of practicing, you and jay decided to just listen to music over the speakers, until a rather seductive song came on.

• feeling bold, you decided to dance a little to it. swaying your hips side to side, twerking, anything to match the mood of the song.

• jay’s eyes darkened at the sight of you dancing like that. he didn’t know you could possibly be any sexier.

• jay watched the way your hips moved, your face, your legs. he made sure to take in every little move you were doing.

• after the song ended, he came up behind you and grabbed your hips. he pushed you against the wall and turned you to face him.

• “my pretty baby. that was rather bold to dance like that when anybody could walk in and see you.” he leaned in to your ear, “i think you should dance for me like that back home....but with less clothing.”

Jake:

• jake had just got finished with a long day of practice, and wanted nothing more than to come home to his amazing s/o.

• you however, had been lounging around the house all day. you were scrolling through your phone, when you decided you would past the time by making some tiktoks.

• you had been midway through doing the “WAP” challenge, when your boyfriend (with amazing timing) walked in.

• jake kinda just stood there flustered, not knowing what to do. he really said some “🧍‍♂️”

•getting up from the ground, you grabbed your phone and rewatched the tiktok. seeing jake’s reacting made you laugh.

• you turned around to him, where he still stood just staring at you. (bby malfunctioned)

• “jake? you good?” blinking a couple times, he finally snapped out of his daze, “OH, uh yeah i just- uhm. you were good, i just didn’t know you could dance like that.”

• smiling you went to give him a hug, “i could dance like that more if you want 😉”

•this boy d r a g g e d you back to your room with the biggest smirk on his face.

Sunghoon:

• okay, so this boy is a little 🤏 a w k w a r d

• when you stated twerking in the middle of the kitchen he didn’t know what to do

• it’s not that he didn’t like it, cause he most definitely did (possibly got a little turned on)

• it’s just he didn’t know what to do or what to say, so he kinda just...walked out?

• you followed him into the living room where he just sat on the couch thinking about what to say.

• “ you okay hoon?” he looked up from the couch, “ i need a second to process what happened.”

• after a couple of minutes of silence he grabbed you and pulled you onto his lap, with each of your legs on either side of him.

• “how about you do it again, but this time i want to feel you.”

Stray Kids

Chan:

• you guys were in his studio, while he was working you decided to tease him a little bit ;)

• you got off the couch and slowly walked up behind his chair. you proceeded you slowly turn his chair around to face you.

• you stared to dance/twerk very sensually in front of him. his eyes said “👀”

• he thought you looked so good, like his baby dancing for him? pure bliss.

• he watched you so closely, just admiring the way you moved your body. you put him a whole trance.

• bby chan did not know how to control himself after seeing you dance like that.

• he took of his headphones, and took you to the couch, let’s just say your teasing worked very well ;)

Minho:

• this was actually a dare you had gotten from felix. being the tiktok king he is, he dared you to do the WAP in front of minho.

• you obviously couldn’t turn down a dare, so you agreed. felix helped you plan how to make it seem less forward.

• you were gonna go into the practice room while minho was in there, and ask him if he wanted to do some tiktoks with you (you knew he was gonna say no, cause he was most likely going to be tired)

• minho enjoyed watching you do tiktoks, bc he thought you were the cutest little thing, even if he would never say it.

• he thought you were gonna do some innocent dance like the renegade or another challenge.

• when he saw you start getting on the floor and twerking his mind went completely blank.

• that was until he remembered you were filming. he immediately ran to turn off the camera.

• “that’s only for me to see baby, but could you send that video to me? for research purposes😇”

Changbin:

• changbin had called you to come hang out with him at the dorms, cause why not?

• when you got to dorms you noticed none of the other boys besides changbin himself were there.

• “where are the other boys binnie?” you asked while going to give him a hug. “i think they are all at the company, they still had some work to do.”

• after releasing from the hug, the both of you went to cuddle in bed. curling up into changbins side, you got an idea.

• “hey binnie?” he looked at you, “do you want to see a dance i learned?” surprised, he quickly nodded his head and sat up against the headboard.

• you got off the bed and began to slowly walk up to changbins side of the bed. he looked you up and down while licking his lips.

• you began to dance a special dance you made just for him. he closely watched the way you moved against the floor, and eventually the way you moved against him.

• once you finished he grabbed your hips and pulled you closer, “your lucky we are the only ones home.”

Hyunjin:

• we all know this man would be so vv shocked when you started slowly twerking on him the middle of the dance room.

• ofc he loved it, but he was so surprised he pushed you off 😔

• you kinda just stood there embarrassed, like you took a bold move and failed (r.i.p y/n)

• but he eventually he pulled back by the hips, and started to move against you as well.

• he guided your hips against his, and you both were lowkey just grinding against each other in the private dance room.

• mans got super turned on, and immediately took you home where you both could have some more fun ;)

Jisung:

• bby would hype you up, he’s your personal hype man for sure.

• as soon as you started dancing for him he would be cheering you on, dancing with you, you name it.

• he would be so excited bc he just lives to match your vibe :(((

• would 100% video tape you so he can watch it later when he’s feeling sad.

• would definitely admire the way you move, and be so shocked, like he never knew his bub could dance like this???

• he would ask you to teach him the dance, and probably end up having a dance party with you.

Felix:

• this babe would join you, as soon he saw you setting up the phone. he jumped from his place on the couch.

• “Oooooo, what tiktok are we doing???” he would be so eager to make every tiktok with you, cause he love bonding with you :((

• when y’all started doing the “WAP” he got excited cause he knew the dance already. he was also excited to see you dance to it.

• probably had small naughty thoughts going through his mind while watching you, but for the most part he was happy seeing you enjoy yourself.

• when it came down to actually filming the tiktok, yall would be goofing off so much to the point you had to film it multiple times.

• just saying, the final product? y’all slayed.

Seungmin:

• okay, so i feel seungmin would act like he didn’t care, but hear me out.

• he would definitely be eyeing you the whole time your dancing, and be lowkey jamming in the background.

• but the second you look at him he’s this “😐”

• he doesn’t want you to know how much he’s actually enjoying watching you move your hips in that way.

• he would probably act annoyed, and tell you to hurry up, but would 100% love watching to dance.

• definitely sent himself the video of you dancing when you weren’t looking :)

Jeongin:

• he would, with no doubt, act disgusted. is he actually? no way.

• would absolutely NEVER let you know he really enjoyed watching you dance in a sexy form.

• would probably get embarrassed, and tell you to stop (he doesn’t actually want you to tho, he just doesn’t want anyone else to see you dancing so seductively)

• lowkey possessive, but in a cute pouty way, which is why he used the being disgusted as and excuse to get you to stop.

• would probably end up still getting turned on, and his face would turn so so red when you figured out the effect you were having on him.

#enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen reactions #enhypen suggestive #enhypen hyung line #lee heeseung #jay park #park jongseong #jake sim #park sunghoon #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids fluff #stray kids reactions #stray kids suggestive #bang chan #lee minho #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #kim seungmin #yang jeongin

[sleepdeprivedsloth]

Cold Foot

[MHA - Midoriya, Todoroki]

summary: Todoroki is caught walking around with a sock covering only one of his feet. Midoriya is determined to figure out the reasoning behind his unusual clothing choices. (platonic TodoDeku tickle fic)

potential warnings: tickling

words: 1.4 k

a/n: haha finally branching out into the dekusquad characters bc they are so sweet and i love them!! but yeah i hope you all enjoy reading this, much love <<33

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The first time Todoroki walked out of his dorm room with a sock on only one of his feet, everyone thought it was just a silly oversight. It was still pretty early in the morning; maybe his brain just needed a bit more time to fully wake up and realize that he hadn’t exactly finished getting dressed.

The second time he was caught walking around half-barefoot, Todoroki received a few confused glances, but the majority of his peers chose to cut him some slack and let him be. It was a Saturday after all; maybe he was just too lazy to be bothered.

However, when his classmates passed through the common area and saw Todoroki lounging on the couch, both feet outstretched but only one wearing a plain white sock for the third time, they started to suspect that these occurrences weren’t accidental. Most had paused for a moment to take in Todoroki’s abnormal clothing choices, looking upon the scene with complete and utter confusion, but ultimately decided that it was best to just let the fire and ice hero-in-training do his own thing.

Not Midoriya though. Much like his peers, the green-haired boy had stopped and stared for a few seconds to internally ponder on the different possibilities as to why Todoroki chose to only cover up one foot, but it didn’t take long for his curiosity to inevitably get the better of him.

Midoriya casually made his way towards Todoroki and settled himself on the couch, sitting beside the intriguingly half-socked feet. Feeling the cushions shift from the added weight, Todoroki looked up from his phone and peered at Midoriya expectantly. “Can I help you with something, Midoriya?”

“Why are you wearing a sock on only one of your feet?” Midoriya promptly asked, as if he was anxiously waiting for his friend to acknowledge his presence. His green eyes subconsciously moved their curious gaze to the feet in question. “At first, I thought that the need to put on the other sock just slipped your mind, but you’re more attentive than that. You wouldn’t have missed something as simple as a missing sock. But then again-” Midoriya looked back up sheepishly as he stopped himself from going on a full-on rant, having to mentally refocus himself on the matter at hand. “A-anyways, I was just wondering why you only wear one sock, that’s all.”

Todoroki’s lips curled up slightly when Midoriya pulled himself out of his rambling. “Since the right side of my body can manipulate ice, my right foot doesn’t get cold like my left one does. There just simply is no need for me to wear a sock on that foot.”

And with that, Midoriya’s brain switched into research mode. He reached out and grabbed onto Todoroki’s right, unsocked foot, turning it around in his hands as he started inspecting it. “Huh, I never thought of it like that. But it does make sense, more so than the far-fetched theories that I had come up with..” 

In his peripheral vision, Midoriya saw Todoroki tense up, his nervous eyes trained on the foot that was trapped in Midoriya’s grasp. The green-haired boy could just barely make out the slightest hint of a giddy smile on his friend’s lips.

It didn’t take long for Midoriya to piece the subtle signs together. A mischievous glint flashed across his playful eyes as he set his new plan into motion. “Hey Todoroki, you wouldn’t mind if I were to experiment a bit with this new found information, right? It would be a great addition to my notes on your unique half and half quirk.”

Todoroki looked a bit uneasy at the thought of Midoriya performing hands-on research on him, but inevitably agreed. “Sure, I don’t mind.” He tried to relax himself and picked up his phone, resuming his mindless scrolling from before. Midoriya just wanted more accurate and detailed notes, that’s all. What was the worst that could happen?

“Great~” Midoriya laid a hand across Todoroki’s ankles, effectively pinning them down against the couch cushions. 

Todoroki’s head shot up to look at his trapped feet, eyes widening in surprise. “W-wait, Midoriya, what are you-”

“We already know that your fire side is more sensitive to the cold, but I wonder if it’s also more sensitive to touch…” Midoriya slowly dragged a finger down the length of Todoroki’s socked foot, starting just underneath his toes and traveling down to the heel. Up and down, over and over, again and again.

Todoroki choked on the laughter that was trying to force its way out of his throat as he instinctively tried to pull his feet away from the soft touches. Unfortunately for him, both feet were kept firmly in place by Midoriya’s strong hold. A small string of giggles escaped his lips when the torturous finger swiped against a particularly sensitive spot in the middle of his arch. “Nohohohoho! Midohohoriyahahaha!!”

Midoriya smiled at the sweet sound of his friend’s rare laughter, but he couldn’t break character just yet. “How does this feel? What would you rate the sensations on a scale from one to ten?”

With his mind being preoccupied with the soft, tickly feelings on his left foot, Todoroki genuinely couldn’t tell if Midoriya was purposefully teasing him or was just honestly curious about how much he could feel the sensations. Either way, the green-haired boy’s words caused a light blush to spread across his grinning face. “I dohohon’t knohow?”

Midoriya stopped the light tracing in favor of gently scribbling his five fingers against the socked sole. “How about now?”

Todoroki’s laughter raised an octave as his squirming became more desperate. “Ohokahahay okahahahay! Mahahahaybe a seheheven?”

“Hmm, interesting…” Midoriya momentarily stilled his fingers, allowing his friend a quick breather. “Let’s check your other foot now, shall we?”

A fresh wave of giddy panic flowed through Todoroki’s body. “Noho need! Haven’t yohou done enohough experimenting?” He started to lean forward and reach towards Midoriya, trying to grab ahold of his troublesome hands, but immediately fell back down the moment he felt fingers fluttering against his bare foot. “NOHOHOHOHO!!”

“Sorry, but we must compare the ratings of both feet to get the most accurate results,” Midoriya explained sympathetically, but both boys knew that he wasn’t really sorry. “Now, how would you rate the sensations on this foot?”

Todoroki tugged desperately at his feet, but Midoriya’s hold seemed unbreakable, especially since his own strength had been weakened from all of the squirming and laughing. He wrapped his arms tightly around his torso, as if to hold in the uncontrollable flow of laughter that left his face-splitting smile. “MIDOHOHOHORIYAHAHA PLEHEHEHEASE, IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES! LEHEHEHEHET GOHOHOHOHO!!”

“My research isn’t complete yet, Todoroki!” Midoriya wiggled his fingers in between Todoroki’s scrunched toes. The fire and ice student threw his head back, his roars of laughter becoming even more hysterical. Midoriya beamed fondly at the sight of his friend finally letting loose from his much-too-serious persona. “If you would just rate how this feels, it would all be over~”

“AHAHAHAHA TEHEHEHEN! IHIHIHIHIT’S AHAHAHA TEHEHEN! PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP!!” Todoroki called out, eyes squeezed shut to prevent his mirthful tears from spilling onto his flushed cheeks.

Midoriya stopped his tickling and brought both arms back down into his lap, giving his friend’s feet the freedom to move. Todoroki instantly brought his legs against his heaving chest and wrapped his arms around them protectively, resting his head on top of his knees.

With a victorious smile, Midoriya exclaimed, “Based on all of the research you have so generously helped me gather, I can now confidently conclude that your ice foot is definitely more sensitive to touch than your fire foot!”

“That’s nohot exactly accurate,” Todoroki argued, mindlessly tracing along the veins in the top of his right foot with an index finger. “My ‘ice foot,’ as you like to call it, was unsocked during the whole experiment. So of course it was going to be more sensitive than my-” Todoroki caught his mistake too late as he cautiously brought his gaze back up to look at Midoriya’s reaction. To his dismay, he was immediately met with the same mischievous green eyes from before.

“You’re absolutely right, Todoroki!” Midoriya agreed, slowly inching himself closer to his classmate. “We just simply need more data and then-”

Todoroki didn’t waste another precious second. He instantly leaped off of the couch and bolted out of the common area towards the elevator, already giggling uncontrollably as he heard Midoriya’s teasing words not too far behind him.

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a/n: thanks for reading everyone! ler midoriya is just *chef’s kiss* i love him okay? omg and when characters who don’t really smile much (cough cough todo and baku) genuinely laugh it is so cute i can’t!! lol anyways good night/day yall :)

#bnha #bnha tickle #mha #mha tickle #midoriya #izuku midoriya #todoroki #shoto todoroki #ler!midoriya #lee!todoroki #ticklish!todoroki #tododeku #platonic #tickling #tickle fic

[wormonastriing]

I SLEPT FOR W LITLE AND RETURNED TO THE CUTEST SHANE ART EVWR GOOD GOD ……..

tummy kisses r VERY evil for him. he’s not necessarily THAT insecure anymore but he is a lil shy about taking his shirt off bc his tum is very soft and hairy and he still kind of struggles to understand that the farmer loves it. whenever the farmer has a particularly stressful day, one of their fav things to do is come home to their husband and just cuddle him but they are…… very very mischievous and keep pressing their nails into his tummy to hear him squeak and eventually theyve had enough of him being so cute and just kiss his tum until he’s a mess. after a while it just becomes a routine, and one day the farmer has just had a real bad time with trying to control the weeds to keep their crops safe and shane isn’t rlly focusing and makes one of Those little shane jokes and my god. the farmer STARES at him with that little look in their eyes and he gets all squirmy and trying to bargain with them like “nooooo,,, cmon you don’t have to do this,,,” but hes already smiling shyly and laying down a little bit

HAGSHSH THANK YOU AAAH,,,I LOVE HIM SM omg yes pleaaas eyagsh ;;_;; I fuckin! love the advantage of a significant other with a chubby body, they're so comfy and great to hug and snuggle ;0; He'd be so easy to tease, being someone with a grouchy attitude and a stuck up pride, trying his hardest not to grin. Ofc he fails miserably! He's not accustomed to physical affection and used to actively reject it. But now it's something he? can get everyday? and it's such a loving, gentle action to be held and kissed and played with;;; just a big fat reminder that he can be loved

#shane sdv #tickle headcanon #I love his character so fuckin much god #wormy talks

[coconut-tree-cafe]

Omg I am ashamed it took me so long to find your blog, literally glorious. You get the brothers so perfect down to the tiny subtle acts of theirs!! Um, hopefully it isnt too much to ask, but I'd love to hear how you think the guys would react when they make their MC come for the first time 🤤💕

Thank you so much! That’s super cute so ofc I will do it bc i live to sin and and i sin to live

How the brothers react to making MC cum for the first time (NSFW!) Like, very NSFW !!!!!!! Headcanons under the cut to save anyone from the sin

Lucifer

He was calculated as he held you in his arms and worked on you with his hand. You were shivering and squirming and moaning as he watched you with narrow eyes.

He was actually so focused on pleasuring you that when you came in his arms, moaning his name it somewhat caught him off guard.

He held you tightly as you came, you were sprawled on his lap and as you were riding through the pleasure of your orgasm you looked at him with lust filled eyes

His heart skipped a beat at the sight of it, he wasn’t expecting it to affect him this way...

He feverishly and suddenly kissed you deep as you were still riding your orgasm. (He would never admit to it, but he lost control of himself here)

He feels so proud as he hears your squeals and moans, but lust clouds his judgement because he presses on to do more with you without giving you a break

If it weren’t for the fact this was his first time making you cum, he would have reveled in it much more

Mammon

Mammon is CLUMSY

The first time he makes you cum is not the first time you have sex, or the second or the third

But the FIFTH time you guys get to it

Mammon is actually the most bothered by it, and he is determined to make you cum

He’s going down on you with his mouth, your legs are pushed up onto his shoulders as he licks your most sensitive part. 

He started off so purposefully but when he began to hear your subtle moans as you run your fingers through his hair he melts. His eyes are hooded as he continues to pleasure you with his uncoordinated tongue.

As you appear to be getting closer to an orgasm he involuntarily begins to grind his hips slightly, he’s almost uncomfortably turned on but he wants to make you cum so bad he doesn’t even mind

You look down at him and begin to shiver as you’re almost there, his eyes are locked on you and in his mind he’s begging “please, please, please cum, please cum”

When you finally press your hands down on his head and moan his name and you cum in his mouth, a shiver runs all the way from his chest down his stomach. He’s drowning in lust and you as he keeps his mouth on you the whole time.

He’s so hopelessly enamored with you and swept up in the pleasure of getting you off that he doesn’t realize that he cums himself a little bit

He wants more, more, more (expect a LOT more)

Leviathan

It was during your first time with him

You were riding him, and working yourself up to orgasm while he was lost in the pleasure of it all

He could hear you but wasn’t listening because he was almost overwhelmed with stimulation

When you slowed to a stop he snapped out of it, asking you what was wrong

You told him you needed a short break and he was so worried he did something and was asking a million questions

When you told him you just came he paused, and got even redder than he was before

He buried his face in your chest and gave you a really tight hug, embarrassed he didn’t even notice

He’s actually so ecstatic he made you cum but he’s still embarrassed about how it happened

Satan

Satan had run through this scenario many times in his head before... you under his gaze as he worked your body anyway possible

But somehow, actually seeing it for himself is making him stutter and blush

He has you pressed against his bed as he uses his hands on you, he was very robotic but gentle with them

He felt confident at first, but as you continued to moan his name and try to pull him closer to no avail, his composure began to slip

When you finally came in front of him he felt like a switch in side him had been flipped

He sat up and away from you while he gathered his composure, his face was hidden away by his hand

But you could see his ears were red

If you cutely ask him what was wrong he’d just stare at you before saying he needed a moment to get control of himself again

But looking at you in your afterglow is enough to override that control he was just trying to get back

He then didn’t let you sleep that night

Asmodeus

The first time he made you cum was when you two were making out in his room

You two were kissing, just kissing

He had one hand cupped around your cheek and another pressed against your back, pushing your body as tightly as possible against his

Something in his saliva, or maybe the way he smelled or both filled your brain like a drug

The only time his power seems to work on you is when you are actively wanting it to, and when it does it’s amazing

He was no stranger to this sort of thing, and he knew what he was doing

When he felt you start to twitch and mewl into his mouth he knew it was coming, but he didn’t stop and just giggled

You came with your tongues pressed together, and he held you tightly as it was a new sensation for you most likely

After a moment he pulled away and took in the sight of you, panting and needy.

“Oh my, it seems you succumbed to me, finally? I think I’ll have to keep going.”

He smiled warmly and also slightly... mischievously?

Beelzebub

Obviously the first time he made you cum is when he was eating you out

He was honestly doing it because it was pleasurable for him as well, and wasn’t expecting for you to cum so quickly or even at all (he doesn’t even know how good he is at it lol)

Your fingers were flexing in his hair as you came, he was shocked at the sudden amazingly good taste and lapped it up eagerly

He was still going even after you were done and you had to push his head up for a small break

“Do that again...” He murmured, completely seriously

“Do what?” You asked

“Cum in my mouth again, do it more.”

He felt a mix of absolute satisfaction as well as a need for more at the same time

Belphegor

It was your first time with him when it happened

You two were in bed together which ended up in some steaminess

He was deep in you as he breathed in your scent with his face pressed against the crook of your neck

He was slowly fucking you, hitting your most sensitive spot over and over as his breath hitched every so often in your ear

You wrapped your arms around his neck and squeezed him as you got closer, moaning his name

He eventually got faster and you fell off the edge into your orgasm

Hearing you moan ‘I’m cumming’ right into his hear sent shockwaves through his body, a feeling he hadn’t felt in a long time

He began to chant your name, at first only to himself then louder and louder

He squinted his eyes shut tightly as he came just as you did, only because hearing you made it that much easier for him

He murmured your name over and over until he fell asleep on top of you

#obey me #obey me! #om! #shall we date #nsft #mine #headcanons

[cryingoverafictionalcharacter]

Fred Weasley x Reader

 Prompt: The three times Fred knew he fell for you, and the one time he told you he loves you.

A/N: I absolutely love this prompt, I’ve seen it a couple times before but if your the creator of it please let me know so I can give you credit. Also credits to the owner of this gif!

Warnings: My longest fic ever, So many commas, Fluff, maybe angst but not really, Fred being cute, you being cute, both you and Fred being oblivious to your feelings, swearing bc its me, I think that’s it

It all started sixth year. Fred was sitting across the room from you in potions, one of the only classes you had together. You knew each other pretty well, being in the same house and year as each other, but you didn’t really get to know each other until year five, when a certain incident brought you together.

You were working on a potion, trying to read the directions as you simultaneously poured in your ingredients, before looking up and seeing you were accidentally putting in dragons horn instead of dragon claw. You started flipping through you book frantically, causing Snape to walk over.

“Something the matter Y/L/N” He said in his monotone voice, but before you could answer, your potion exploded, causing thick purple slime to cover the both of you.

The class went completely silent, not daring to speak, except for Fred, who after a few seconds was kneeled over laughing.

“Ten points from Gryffindor, and both Y/N Y/L/N and Fred Weasley will be spending the rest of the day in detention” Snape said, dismissing the class before excusing himself to exit to his office, leaving Fred to look at your purple covered self, only to be surprised when you let out a chuckle.

“He’s a lot less scary when he’s purple” You said to Fred, which caused both of you to fall into a new wave of laughter, before you pulled out your wand and muttered a quick cleaning spell.

Fred watched noticing you had missed a spot in your hair, making Fred cross the room over to you and reach to remove the last bits of goo out of your hair, which was surprisingly soft.

You laughed before thanking him and going to collect your things so you could go do whatever tasks Snape had in store for you. Fred watched as you moved your hair behind your ear, and couldn't help but notice how his heart rate picked up.

The next time Fred knew he had fallen for you was much more obvious. You and Fred had become good friends since the potions incident, and he had even let you help with some of his and Georges pranks every once in a while. You three were beginning to get along very nicely.

One night though, Fred and George were up late working on a new type of fire work in the common room, which involved using just the right amount of possibly explosive materials.

This obviously ended badly, sending fireworks flying around the room and causing quite a bit of noise. You probably wouldn’t have noticed if you were asleep, a good bit of soundproofing between the common room and your dorm room, but because you were already awake, having had trouble falling asleep, you heard the sound and assumed the worst, running out of the dorm and down the stairs.

“What's going on?!” You said once you reached the common room, eyes landing on the two boys who were ducked behind one of the couches, and covered in a bit of ash.

“New project” George said smiling looking over to Fred, expecting to join in on his explanation, but Fred was just staring at you. You had run down in a rush and didn’t bother to get changed, so you were still in a tank top and short shorts, causing Fred's brain to pretty much short circuit.

He had always found you attractive, but he had never really seen you in anything accept your robes for classes, so suddenly seeing so much skin was certainly a change.

You didn’t notice Fred's staring, but George certainly did, coming to his brothers rescue and elbowing him, snapping him out of his trance.

“Huh? Oh yes, fireworks, got a bit carried away” Fred said, trying to recover from the seemingly obvious ogling.

“Working with dangerous explosive without me” You said, putting a hand to your chest and putting on a fake sad face “and here I thought we were friends”

“We were planning on inviting you but-” Fred said, suddenly flustered over that he may have hurt your feelings.

“I’m kidding Fred, sheesh what's gotten into you?” You said smiling and shaking your head. “Maybe all that gun power has finally gotten to your head”

“Yeah probably” Fred said, trying to laugh it off.

“Well, I’m off to bed, try to keep it down” You said, before saying goodnight and heading to your room.

“That was painful to watch” George joked, causing Fred to look at him

“How do you mean?” Fred asked

“You’ve got it baaaaad” George said, causing Freds face to heat up before he wacked his younger brother on the shoulder.

“Shut up” Fred said, causing a laugh to erupt from George

After that night George was doing everything in his power to get the two of you together. Leaving the room whenever it was just you three, tripping you so you would fall into Fred, on top of many other things. Sure George thought you two would make a good couple, but to see the flustered look on his brothers face whenever you were near him was enough to keep it going, despite you being completely oblivious to him liking you.

The weekend had finally rolled around, and you and a few friends, including Fred and George, were headed to Hogsmeade to do some shopping and just to have a few hours away from the school grounds.

You were walking with Fred and George, doing some window shopping just as it started to snow.

“Ah shit” You said, looking at the falling particles. You loved the holiday season, but you did not handle cold well. You were already wearing two sweaters and could already feel yourself starting to get cold.

“What's the matter Y/N?” Fred asked, looking down to see you wrapping your arms around yourself.

“Its nothing” you said, trying to seem like it wasn’t a big deal, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out you were cold.

“Speaking of nothing, I need to go get some supplies for some new prototypes, so I’ll leave you to it” George said, quickly parting from the group, but not before sending Fred a quick wink, noticing how George was holding his wand.

“That little” Fred muttered to himself, finally figuring out that George started the snow in the first place.

“What was that?” You said, looking up at Fred, a slight red tint starting to dust over your cheeks as the air got colder. Fred couldn’t help but look a few seconds longer than he should have, thinking about how cute you looked.

“Oh nothing” Fred excused, continuing to walk next you you past the shops. 

After a few more seconds, he noticed your arms wrapping more tightly around yourself, slightly shivering as a particular gust of wind shocked your body with cold. Without thinking, Fred put his arm around you, pulling you closer to him.

You started warming up, his body heat surrounding you almost instantly. You could feel the muscles of his arm underneath the fabric of his sweater as he pulled you even closer to him, causing your face to suddenly heat up. Quidditch practice really had its rewards.

“Is this ok?” Fred asked, noticing your changed expression. you nodded

“Yeah, its actually really nice” you said, wrapping your arm around him as well and leaning your head on his shoulder a bit.

You spent the rest of the day like that, snow falling around the two of you, arms around each other, feeling butterflies swarming your stomach. You had always found the older Weasley twin attractive, but you hadn’t really thought of him romantically until now, and you didn’t completely hate it.

“Warmer yet?” Fred asked, causing you to snap out of your haze.

“Much, thank you” You said, looking at Fred to see a mischievous look on his face. 

“Good” He said, before suddenly plopping a snowball on your head. where had he gotten that?!

“Oh... so this is how its going to be” You said, kneeling down to form your own snowball, picking it up and looking at Fred.

“Now Y/N, lets not get to hasty” He started, before he was dodging a snowball aimed right at his face.

“Get ready to pay Weasley!” you yelled, chasing him, throwing snow balls at each other, laughing the whole time before you suddenly fell flat on your back.

“I cant, I surrender” you said through laughs, trying to catch your breath

“So what you’re saying is that I’m the best snow ball player in the world” Fred said, making you roll your eyes.

“Shut up and help me” You said, holding out your hand for Fred to help you up, but as soon as he grabbed it you pulled him down, causing him to land next to you, causing you both to fall into a fi of laughter.

“That was so evil” Fred said from beside you, after you had both finally composed yourselves.

“Nah you love me” You said, causing Fred to tense a bit beside you at the sudden realization that, he actually might. Before he could say anything tough, you had slapped another snowball to his chest, getting up and running in the opposite direction.

“Race you back!” You said, causing Fred to laugh, before standing and chasing after you, all the while thinking about what the hell he was supposed to do.

The next year you were closer than ever. You had visited each other dozens of times over the summer, and just as you were headed back to school and getting used to the old routine, it was time for the Tri-Wizard tournament. You watched as Fred and George attempted the aging potion, laughing as they both flew back as old men, but also visiting them when they had to go to the hospital wing.

You were in class with Fred, potions once again but this time you two were lab partners. You sat at your desk, talking with Fred about something random when Snape walked in, telling us to open our textbooks and prepare for the lesson.

As you were reading you suddenly felt a piece of paper fall by your hand. You looked at it and then over to Fred, who was already looking at you, nodding to make you open it. you reached for it but before you could open it, the note was snatched out of your hand by Snape.

“No, note passing in class” He said before throwing the note in a trash in the corner.

You looked back at Fred, who glared at Snape as he walked away before bringing his attention back to you. He put his book down and looked to make sure Snape wasn’t looking.

“Do you... want to go to the ball... with me” He mouthed, creating pretending to dance before pointing to himself.

You instantly felt your face heat up. Over the summer your feelings towards Fred had certainly grown, but you didn’t think he would feel the same way about you. You quickly snapped out of your trance though, smiling at Fred and nodding.

“What am I going to do?!” You shouted as you landed face first into your pillow, Angelina and Katie looking at you, rolling their eyes at your dramatics.

“Go to the ball with him you dim whit” Katie said, causing you to glare at her.

“He probably only asked me as a friend anyway” you muttered.

Both Angelina and Katie knew about your crush on Fred. They both also knew Fred had a crush on you, Angelina finding out from George, who was a whole other love story waiting to happen.

“Or... maybe he asked you out because he likes you” Angelina countered.

“I don’t know, I’m just freaking out” You said, sitting up to look at the two girls.

“I have a perfect solution” Katie said, causing both you and Angelina to look at her.

“Y/N, you have a crush on Fred, Angelina, you have a crush on George-”

“I do not-!” Angelina started, before Katie cut her off.

“You do too, now shut it and listen” Katie said. She was pretty close to George and Fred, being on the same quidditch team and all and knew for certain that the twins liked the both of you.

“Angelina, you’re going to go to the ball with George, Y/N with Fred, now if at any point they don't seem interested, you can just ditch and hang out with each other the rest of the ball.” She said, matter of factly.

“That's a stupid plan” You said, earning a pillow to the head.

“It is not! And you wont even need it because they like you you idiots!” Katie said throwing her arms in the air. Literally everyone could see that You and Fred liked each other, except for you two.

“Were doomed” You said, causing both you and Angelina to fall backward onto your beds, Katie rolling her eyes.

Two days later, you were sitting in front of your mirror getting ready for the ball. You had chosen a beautiful blue and silver halter top dress. It hugged your body until it reached your waist when it fanned out a bit. You matched it with some silver shoes that you found comfortable, and had Angelina help you with your hair.

“You look amazing, he’d be stupid not to see that” She said, finishing your hair.

“Says you, you look like a goddess!” you said, looking at her purple dress.

“We all look great now lets go” Katie said impatiently. She had gotten a date from Durmstrang and was excited to say the least. You all shared a laugh before heading out to the ball.

Fred was a nervous wreck waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He was trying not to show it, trying to mask his nerves with his usual goofy attitude but George could see through it.

“You’re going to be fine, chill out already” George said, causing Fred to shoot him a look.

“I’m completely chill! I’m the most chill person in the world, I’m-” Fred’s rambling was cut off when he saw George suddenly looking at the grand staircase behind him. Following his eyes, Fred turned to see Angelina, Katie and you. All he could see was you.

Suddenly all the nerves he had, all the things he practice he was going to say, all the worry, left his head. You were Y/N, you were his best friend, and he couldn’t believe how absolutely head over heels he was for you.

“Good evening sir” You said, doing a little curtsey, causing Fred to smile.

“Madam” He said, doing a deep bow and causing you to laugh. “Shall we” he said, holding out his arm.

“We shall” You said, taking his arm and following him to the ball room.

You spent the whole evening either dancing, or talking when you needed a breather. You would drink punch and people watch, trying to guess what people were saying to each other.

Suddenly the music changed, starting a slow song. You looked at Fred to see he was already looking at you. Wordlessly he held out his hand, causing you to smile while you took it. You walked out to the dance floor and started to sway to the music, suddenly very aware of the feeling of his hand on your waist. 

“You look amazing Y/n” Fred said, leaning down so he could almost whisper it in your ear, causing chills to run down your spine.

“You don’t look to bad yourself” You joked, not wanting to get caught u in the moment and forget that you were only here as friends. Right?

“Can I take you somewhere really fast?” Fred asked. you felt your cheeks heat up at his sincerity but nodded none the less, allowing him to lead you out of the ball room.

He lead you to the outside of the castle. You walked side by side, just taking in the scenery before Fred suddenly stopped, causing you to as well. You had stopped at the bridge, being able to get a full view of the Black lake, the moon reflecting off of it. 

You were too busy looking at the water to notice how Fred was looking at how the moon fell on your face, and made your eyes seem to glow. Or how he felt like he was suddenly seeing you for the first time all over again. Or how badly he wanted to just lean in and-

“Thank you, for asking me to the dance” You said, snapping Fred out of his trance.

“Of course, they ’res nobody id rather go with” He said looking at you, but you refused to meet his eyes.

“I’m sure that's not true. I’m sure there's someone here that you fancy” You said.

Fred looked at you confused. “How do you mean?” He asked.

“George told me that you liked someone... over the summer” You said. Fred mentally face palmed. That idiot! Of course he was talking about you, but Fred guessed George was just trying to get you to confess, which you obviously didn’t.

“Well, yeah... I do like someone” Fred said, an idea coming to mind.

“Oh... well who is she” You said, trying to mask you disappointment.

“Well, she’s in Gryffindor, she’s the absolute funniest person I’ve ever met, she has this smile where you see it and you can’t help but smile yourself, she's able to just walk into class and make the whole room brighter, ya know?” He said, looking down at you, trying to hide the sadness on your face.

“Is it Katie? Because I can talk to her and-” You started

“Oh my god, its you dumbass!” Fred suddenly exclaimed, causing your head to shoot up to meet his eyes.

“Wait, you like me?” You asked, Fred nodding, turning his body and gently grabbing both of your hands, holding them in front of him.

“Yeah, I have since last year” He said. Now it was his turn to not meet your eyes. “I knew I liked you from the moment you turned Snape purple, and ever since I’ve just fallen for every part of you, and I’m sorry I didn’t say it earlier, I was just worried that-”

You cut off his rambling, quickly lifting yourself on your tip toes and quickly pressing your lips to his. The kiss lasted less than a second, and you couldn’t read the expression on his face, causing you to panic a bit.

Meanwhile, Fred was wondering if what happened actually happened, or if he suddenly died and went to heaven, he didn’t see your worried expression though.

“I’m sorry, I-” This time Fred cut you off, moving one hand to cup your face while the other went to rest on your hip. You reacted quickly, closing your eyes and moving to wrap your arms to rest around his neck. 

This kiss lasted much longer, the two of you moving in sync as you finally did what he had wanted to do for almost a whole year. After a while you both finally pulled away for air, smiling at each other like idiots.

“I think I might be in love with you” Fred said, causing you to blush

“I think I might be in love with you too” You said, causing you both to laugh a bit before leaning in to reconnect your lips, but not before-

“Its about bloody time!” George shouted, causing the both of you to jump apart, fearing it might have been a teacher, but as soon as you both saw it was only George and Angelina, Fred started fuming while you just laughed.

“No thanks to you, arsehole!” Fred yelled back, causing George to laugh, before you suddenly realized the situation before you.

“Wait what are you two doing out here?” You asked, causing both George and Angelina to stop laughing, a slight tint forming on their faces.

“Well we were just going to... um...” George started, trying to find the words

“We were going to snog” Angelina said bluntly, causing George to look at her with a look of shock on his face, while you and Fred just laughed.

“Well Its about time yourselves then!” You yelled, giving Angelina a quick thumbs up before they left towards the Gryffindor common room.

“How did that not happen sooner, its so obvious they liked each other” You said, shaking your head in mock disappointment.

“completely oblivious, the both of them, couldn’t be us” Fred joked back, making you giggle before reconnecting his lips to yours.

A/N: I'm still in the denial faze of grief because Fred Weasley is my dream man but he doesn't exist, so please feel free to enjoy my coping mechanism :)

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