#dizzy writes?! 😵‍💫

[dizscreams]

can I request a hobie brown x fem reader where hobie swings to his friends apartment and knocks on her window and the reader has to patch him up and hobie is just kinda quiet because he hates people caring for him (he doesn’t want to be seen as a burden) but reader assures him its fine and maybe hobie confesses to her? <4

COUNT ON YOU

— Hobie Brown ★

PAIRING: Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader

A/N: DISCLAIMER I’ve never read a single Spider-Man comic in my life, this is PURELY based off of what I saw in the movie. THIS IS VERY VERRRYYY OOC BUT enjoy! :)

You were finishing up on homework, even though it was 2 in the morning. It wasn’t uncommon for you to stay up late to finish your assignments. It also wasn’t uncommon for your best friend Hobie to knock on your window injured.

You took off your headphones and looked to see where the knocking came from. You saw the familiar Spider-Man mask with spikes staring back at you through the glass. He was holding his side and his mask was a little beat up. You quickly got up and opened the window for him. “Hobie? Are you alright?”

He climbed inside your room and ripped off his mask, throwing it somewhere on the ground. “Yeah, just peachy,” he said, his voice was low and very clearly sarcastic. You frowned and gently grabbed his hand, “C’mon lets get you patched up.” He stepped back and took his hand away from your grasp shaking his head. “No, it’s alright.”

“Hobie, you’re bleeding. Lets go,” you told him firmly. Before he could respond you grabbed his hand and started walking to the bathroom. You flicked on the light and pointed to the toilet seat, “Sit.” He groaned but didn’t argue against it, he knew better than to argue with you this late. He could see the bags under your eyes as he observed you grabbing the first aid kit.

He sat down and you walked toward him, placing all your supplies on the bathroom counter before looking over at him. His face was cut and he had a wound on his side. You grabbed a rag, you ran water over it before kneeling in front of him. “You’re lucky it isn’t that bad, I’ve definitely had to help you with worse,” you chuckled looking up at him.

He only nodded in reply which you thought was weird but didn’t question. You focused back on cleaning the wound, luckily it wasn’t deep, but you could feel his burning gaze on you. You knew he didn’t like getting cared for like this but he was your best friend, it was basically your job to help him. “You know I want to help you right?” You asked softly, breaking the silence.

You looked up at him seeing a look of confusion on his face. You explained further, “I mean you don’t have to feel bad about me helping you all the time. Your job is dangerous and I’ll always be here help you out.” You offered him a small smile and he snickered, “You’re corny.” You playfully hit his knee and the both of you fell into a comfortable silence with small smiles on both of your faces.

You took a dry towel and dabbed at his side. Once you cleaned it you put on a bandaid. You stood up and smiled proudly, “There!” He nodded and stood up, about to walk out until you stopped him. “Wait-” you grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back down on the toilet seat. “You still have a cut on your face.”

“Just a small one, it don’t matter.”

You rolled your eyes, “I’ll treat it anyway.”

He glared at you but nodded, deciding that you might as well since you already cleaned his other one. He hated getting help and he hated people telling him what to do but he couldn’t help but let you. He wasn’t proud of it, honestly he was slightly embarrassed. But as long as he never admitted it out loud, he would be okay.

Except for the fact that he wanted to tell you how he felt.

He wanted to tell you he’s attracted to you and that he’s thought of being more than friends with you but he didn’t know how you felt about him. And it wasn’t like him to talk about his feelings, even to you. You began running the wet rag across his cheekbone gently. You made sure to wipe the blood off and clean the cut.

You noticed Hobie gulp and you looked at him, now noticing your close proximity. You smiled softly to yourself and continued your work on the cut. You grabbed a bandaid and put it on his cheek. Hobie slightly shivered at the contact but got up as soon as you were done. “Alright, cya later.” He walked out of the bathroom and went into your bedroom quickly.

“Woah woah woah, wait a minute,” you called out for him. He stopped in front of the window and turned around to look at you. “You’re just gonna leave? Not even a thank you?” You asked. He pointed at you, “Thank you, now goodnight!” He turned around to the window again but you pulled his arm and pulled him back to face you. “What’s gotten into you? You’re acting weird.”

“Not that weird.”

“Pretty weird.”

He tossed his head back and huffed out a breath. You raised your eyebrows waiting for him to give you a clear answer. He slowly lifted his head back up to look at you. He stepped a fraction closer to you, now close enough to able to feel your body heat. He examined your features for a moment before shaking his head.

“Nothing. Night.” He swiftly grabbed his mask off the floor and opened the window. “Bye Hobie,” you said quietly. He looked back at you and then forward again. He put on his mask and in a flash he was gone. You flopped on your bed and covered your face with your hands.

You stayed like that for a moment thinking about the interaction you just had. You shook your head to clear your thoughts and pulled the covers over you, ready to sleep. What you weren’t aware of was Hobie peaking his head to look into your window. It was too late to tell you about his feelings now, so he’d tell you another time! Probably in a year or two.

#dizzy writes?! 😵‍💫 #not proofread #I’m terribly sorry for how bad at this but I need #to deliver content to the hobie lovers 🫡 #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #spiderpunk #spiderpunk x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse

[pinktief]

i have two announcements to make. first, i just spent like 5 hours hanging out with middle aged ladies at my sewing class and it was great. highly recommend hanging out with old people, they always offer you pastries???

anyways. second announcement is: someone should let zuriel officiate their wedding. or bless a newborn baby.

actually i have a third announcement as well: zuriel is strawberry flavored. it's true her kisses taste like strawberries i will not elaborate.

#zuriel kissing her wife until she's dizzy😵‍💫🩷 #I need to eat and I can finally sit down and write #happy friday everyone!! #˗ˏˋ 🩷 ˎˊ˗⠀ooc.

[bookclubforghosts]

Realizing that I am now the educator who can have an impact on a kid’s life to the point that they remember you decades down the road for better or for worse 😵‍💫

#I teach art lessons at the library and I’m thinking like damn what if in 10 years they’re emailing me like hey remember when xyz #bc I do that to old teachers from time to time #I went back to visit my 5th grade teacher every year for like a decade #and I always go visit my favorite librarians #like holy shit #I could be a kid’s favorite librarian someday 😵‍💫 #thinking about it makes me dizzy #L writes

[planet-dusk]

if u don’t mind, what time zone r u in? so i can time when i send my asks 4 when u r awake/active :))

-😵‍💫

i'm in UTC+01:00. i answer some asks in the morning before work but i publish the hard thoughts between 5-11 pm (my time) since most of my followers are awake by then & i have a full time job

#the majority on here is american so timezones don't line up #before 3 pm this app is dead #you're so thoughtful dizzy! #atm i receive most of my asks while i'm asleep but i don't mind that either cause it gives me some time to think about them #and write a reply #also it's fun to wake up to them #but if you wanna catch me being online your best bet is in the afternoons and evenings #answered #😵‍💫 anon

[hariboz]

PROMISE ME…!

“when you don’t tell your boyfriend you’re sick and still perform!”

pairing: idol!bf!ricky x gn!idol!reader

genre: fluff, tiny angst (?)

warning: mention of headaches, blurry vision, nausea and similar symptoms, softie bf!ricky, that’s it i think?

notes: ty to nonnie for requesting this!! i got a little carried away but i got into a pretty good flow writing it so i hope you enjoy 🥹🫶🏻 also!! this is my first time writing idol!reader so i hope it feels somewhat realistic…? as realistic as it can be i guess 😵‍💫

word count: 1.8k (😵‍💫 how and why…)

five, six, seven, eight.

five, six, seven, eight.

five, six, seven—

“y/n, are you okay?” the voice of your leader rips you out of your trance, your tired eyes meeting in the mirror. you nod and put on a bright, although fake smile in hopes of being reassuring, though you’re not sure you were being all too convincing — either way, none of your members pry, because they understand. they understand the need to push through, especially now with all these end of the year award shows happening; you simply can’t afford to be sick, to fall behind and to be absent from such huge events. so, you decide to push through the dizziness, nausea and pain. you’ll take some medication later, it’ll be fine. (at least that’s what you’re telling yourself when you catch yourself stumbling from the dizziness when you get ready to practice your solo entrance.) even though there is a silent understanding between you and your members, there still is one person you know you won’t be able to convince, no matter how hard you’ll try — your boyfriend and professional overthinker in regards to your well-being, ricky.

it’s quite cute, the juxtaposition of his public image and the way he tends to worry. did you eat? does your throat hurt from vocal practice? did you trip during dance practice again? (a question that’s especially annoying considering you told him about tripping once, roughly six months ago. he refuses to let it go.) he sends you teas and throat sprays to make sure your voice is taken care of, secretly checks the soles of your shoes to make sure they aren’t getting slippery, somehow manages to pack you little snacks you can munch on when you haven’t eaten anything before practice again. he’s very rarely stern, much too soft-spoken and gentle towards you to speak to you in a more serious manner when he’s worried, so he shows his care and love through these things — which makes you feel all the more guilty when you straight up have to lie to him when he asks if practice is going fine, if you’re feeling well, and letting you know how excited he (along with gyuvin, he mentions) is to see you perform in person up close.

you try your hardest to get better before the performance, you really do. well, as much as you can between hours and hours of practice and barely any sleep, at least. all your efforts seem to be in vain, though, because the day of the performance seems to be the worst day yet — if you had a choice, you would bury yourself under every blanket available and not leave your bed for at least a week, that’s how awful you feel when you and your members are picked up from your dorm during the wee hours of the morning.

unfortunately, the little perfectionistic gremlin that lives at the back of your mind refuses to let all these weeks of practice go to waste, so you muster up a brave smile through your shaking pupils and tell your worrying members that you have everything under control — you’ll smash this performance just like all the other ones, even if you have to do it while being a little dizzy. it’s no big deal, you’re a professional after all.

your stylists is making some last minute adjustments to your outfits when a gentle knock sounds through the room, a very familiar blonde head of hair popping in. you rush over to ricky, his arms snaking around you immediately. “hey, handsome,” you mutter as you observe his face, a small grin playing on his lips. “you’re not looking to bad yourself, hm?” his voice is smooth as he brushes some of your hair out of your face, careful to not interfere with your hairstylist’s hard work. you’re thrown off your balance a little when another dizziness spell hits you out of nowhere, the look on ricky’s face immediately morphing into one of concern, “are you okay?”

you muster up a smile and just nod, eyes blinking rapidly to dispel the black dots bouncing around in your vision, “yeah, i’m just a little nervous,” you reach up to adjust his collar to avoid meeting his worried eyes, “i’m fine. just freaking out a little, that’s all.” you can tell ricky doesn’t entirely believe you, but he trusts that you would come to him if there was something wrong — so he reluctantly lets the subject go. he steals a quick kiss to your lips, whispering a “good luck, i love you.” before he turns to leave to make any last preparations for his own performance.

your first wave of regret overcomes you when you stand ready beneath the stage, you and your members getting into position to perform the intro to your performance. your head feels like it’s about to split and your hands are shaky, but it’s too late to turn back now — as queen sunmi once said, the show must go on.

your second wave of regret comes when you’re actually on stage, all the lights, the music, the screams and your in-ear monitor feeling less like the dream you’ve worked so hard to achieve and more like your own personal hell. your group having your own amazing entrance with one of the stage elevators excited you at first; unfortunately, right now you’re preoccupied with managing your expressions to make sure you won’t let any irritation or discomfort slip.

your third and final wave of regret comes when you stand in the middle of the stage in this massive venue, tens of thousands of eyes on you as you start to perform your solo part of the song — your head is pounding and you can barely hear your own voice through your in-ears anymore, your steps are shaky and imprecise, your vision is blurry. you manage to push through, somehow, but it’s clear in the way your chest is heaving once the lights go out that you’re not well.

the atmosphere is very much tense in the part of the audience where your fellow idols sit, all of them having to cover their very obvious concern with faux excitement — you pulled it off well enough, but it’s clear to every single one of them that you’re sick and that you probably should not have performed. ricky especially has to keep his expressions in check, because the mix of worry and concern but also frustration and maybe a little anger is raging heavily inside him right now.

the worry and concern are obvious, the last thing he wants to see is you being sick, much less performing in that state. the frustration is bubbling inside him because he knows that you know better, that even the chance of you hurting yourself even worse by performing while sick is enough reason to sit out one performance. the anger is entirely directed at your staff and maybe some of your members, your leader at least — they must’ve seen that you were unwell, no? and they still let you on stage? is that not what managers and leaders are for, to take matters into their own hands and to know what’s best for their members? it all comes to a head when your members join the other idols in the audience while you’re nowhere in sight.

ricky is getting restless, his hands sprawling against his dress pants, occasionally pinching the fabric to keep his mind occupied. gyuvin and matthew both gave him little reassuring pats on his back but neither did much to comfort him, his mind entirely preoccupied with worrying about you and counting down the minutes to when he will finally be able to check up on you backstage.

it’s about an hour later when the award show is finally over, and for once ricky is the first one to rush backstage, a little ahead of all of his members. he swerves past staff and security and doesn’t even bother knocking on your group’s dressing room, ripping the door open to find your shocked but still very exhausted eyes staring up at him in surprise, “ricky?”

he’s in front of you in the blink of an eye, squatting down to meet you eye-to-eye, his hands gently cradling your face, “are you okay? for real, this time?” his brows are furrowed and you feel a little bad for thinking that he looks pretty handsome all serious like this. you nod sheepishly, apology ready to spill from your lips when he squishes your cheeks together to silence you, “shhh, you listen to me. never do that again, okay? do you know how scary that was, watching you perform like that? what if something had happened, you know you could’ve—,” he stumbles over his words a little, clearly worked up, “i don’t know, fallen off stage or something. you could’ve fainted! or you could’ve broken something or— i don’t know, just, promise me, don’t do that again.” ricky’s once so stern voice turns soft towards the end again, never really able to keep up his serious tone for long, especially towards you.

“‘m sorry, just didn’t want to let anyone down,” you mumble, leaning into his touch. his cold hands on your face feel incredibly nice, a stark contrast to your feverish face. he sighs and one of his hands comes up to brush your hair away from your face, his hand stroking your head softly, “i know, but still. don’t do stuff like that, okay? talk to someone when you’re not feeling well. your managers, your members, me — there’s so many people you can go to, okay? anyone, as long as you tell someone,” you nod along to him, and maybe it’s the guilt of making him worry so much or the fact that you’re overwhelmed from the amount of affection coming from him while you’re still a little delirious, but you feel like you need to lighten the atmosphere with a little joke.

“even gyuvin?” the gentle expression on his face falls almost immediately, replaced by a very unimpressed stare. you break out into quiet giggles, muttering a “sorry” before pressing a kiss to his cheek. ricky grumbles a little before getting back up, running his hand through your hair gently one last time. “i have to go back now but i’m ordering you some soup to your dorm later. you’re on bedrest for the next few days, you hear me?” he tries to sound stern again and puts on his best serious face, but his façade is broken when you smile up at him so tiredly, the exhaustion clear on your face.

“thank you, i love you,” you call after him when he turns to leave, ricky sending you a flying kiss before leaving the room, “love you too.”

(your fourth wave of regret came when you realised ricky formed an alliance with your members, all of them exchanging “y/n intel” to make sure all of them can keep an eye on you while you’re recovering.)

#zb1 #zerobaseone #zb1 fluff #zb1 ricky #zerobaseone ricky #ricky fluff #ricky zb1 #zb1 imagines #zb1 scenarios #zb1 x reader #zb1 reactions #zb1 drabbles #zb1 oneshots #ricky x reader #ricky imagines #ricky scenarios #zb1 ricky x reader #ricky shen #zb1 ricky imagines #zb1 ricky scenarios

[kaulitzcumdoll]

🩷Getting high and fucking the twins?? >////< (this was so fun to write!)

"Mhhh..." I muttered something I don't even remember, Tom chuckled and Bill just gave me another drag of the blunt me and him were sharing.

"What was it, doll?" Tom asked with a grin, I looked at him with a faint blush and blown out pupils, Bill cuddled me close as we kept sharing the blunt, feeling it burn our throats from the long drags.

"I think she's not with us anymore" Bill chuckled softly, kissing my forehead and holding me tightly

"I have an idea to get her out of it" Tom said with that sly grin, I looked at Bill confused and hazy, he blushed and kissed my cheek gently

10 Minutes later...

"Ugh fuck...such a slut..." Tom groaned as he held my hips, fucking me roughly from behind, tears rolled down my cute and chubby cheeks as I whimpered

"You're so pretty, my love...keep going-" Bill panted as he gently held my head, caressing my hair as he whimpered while I sucked his pretty cock, I sobbed and looked up at him with blown out pupils from the highness, they were so different, Bill was so gentle and sweet while Tom was the complete opposite, rough and cocky

"You keep spoiling her with all those praises" Tom said with a grunt to Bill, as if I wasn't there, not that I understood much of what they were saying anyway...

"She's so good though, how could I not praise our princess?" Bill asked Tom between small whines and pants while caressing my head, I felt so dizzy from the pleasure and the mixed paces

"Oh fuck...here it comes doll" Tom moaned roughly as he held harshly my hips, making me cry and see stars as I felt so good, Bill pulled out of my mouth, I sobbed as he held up my face and quickly jerked off "ah j-ja princess~" Bill cried out as he came on my face, while I sobbed and clenched around Tom as I reached my sweet release.

"Just a little more, baby-" Tom groaned and panted, closing his eyes tightly and throwing his head back, Bill gently praised me while Tom pulled out and came all over my back and ass with a satisfied moan

"We should do this more often, princess" Bill said softly as we cuddled up "yeah, that was great" Tom chimed in with a grin as he added himself to the cuddled duo "uff..." (😵‍💫) I mumbled completely fucked out "I think she's actually gone now" Tom and Bill (😈/😇) laughed as they held me close.

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz x you #kaulitz twins #bill kaulitz x you #be my boyfriend

[bradshawsbitch]

sweet as honey | bob floyd x f!reader

this is can be read as a continuation of my valentines challenge song fic 'best friend'!

this is based on an idea that @sebsxphia elaborated on as one of their lovely nonnys asked about bob practicing eating out on you😵‍💫 thanks for letting me write this out, seb!🫶

disclaimer; in my head, bob floyd is pussy eating king™ and i felt it was my civic duty to tell you all about it. man has been obsessed with it since he first saw a spread in a porn mag about it, and he'll be damned if he doesn't find out exactly what you like.

warnings; best friends to lovers, mentions of intoxication, cunnilingus, pussy drunk bob, afab reader, no use of y/n.

plot; you have always needed bob, but what if he forgets the one time he actually had you?

tagging people who might like; @lewmagoo @rhettabbotts @hangmanapologist @roosterforme @theharddeck @mothdruid @bobfloydsbabe @roleycoleyreccenter

Soft whispers of love confessions had turned to sleepy reminiscing as darkness fell outside of the window, starlight and moonshine illuminating the outlines of two bodies intertwined in between pristine white sheets. Bob had never thought that he would ever experience feeling so at peace and so whole - the way he had somehow always felt when you were around. This was different though, he felt like he’d finally come home after years of wandering around. 

Even better, he had managed to make it out alive after the worst mission he’s ever flown. He had made it back to you. They had done it. The adrenaline should be overwhelming him, the emotional toil should be tearing at his insides - he should feel like a monster lurks inside his chest ready to claw and tear at his chest - but he doesn’t.

Bob only feels the soothing hands running over his face, only feels the soft breath ghosting over his face as words of love sink into his very skin. Only hears your soft giggles and your emotional voice telling him you loved him. You loved him. God, the very notion made Bob dizzy.

His larger hands had settled on your waist, his thumb softly ghosting over the same warm spot again and again. A couple of times he had noticed the motion had elicited goosebumps over your skin, and if he squeezed his hand slightly he sometimes felt you shiver.

It drove him mad. How responsive you were to his touch. He wondered if he could make your breath hitch, if he could have sweet, soft sounds spilling from your parted lips if he let his hands and lips roam all over your body. 

In his mind, there were… fuzzy memories, that he was not entirely sure if they were memories, or just a recollection of a wet dream his teen self had conjured up of you. Either way, the details were rather blurry, but his mind was replaying soft sighs… your soft moans for him. It must have been a dream.

“Do you–” you trailed off uncertainly, voice still barely above a whisper “Do you remember that one night when we were 18?” Bob furrowed his brows at the way you avoided his attempts at eye contact, stubbornly keeping your face nuzzled into his neck.

“Darlin’, we spent many nights together when we were 18…” Bob smiled, letting his thumb brush softly across your cheek “You’ll have to give me a little more,” his voice was low as he tried to coax you into making eye contact with him again. Craning his neck to try to observe your face as you laid on top of his chest.

“You were drunk, I think - didn’t seem like it at the time…” you trailed off, again, Bob smiled softly, letting his palm stroke soothingly up and down your back.

“Unfortunately, I was drunk many nights back then too, Sunny. What is it you’re nervous to tell me?” 

“Do you remember going down on me?” Bob’s eyes had fluttered shut some time ago, shot wide open at that sentence - jumbled flashes of sounds and sensations flooding his mind. 

“Oh… oh god, that wasn’t— that wasn’t a wet dream?” Bob could kill himself. Could actually go back to the Super Hornet and try to do what Phoenix does with all of that pilot shit until he ran himself into the damn ground. 

“You mean to tell me… that I have had the immense honor of having my fuckin’ face buried between your legs and it was not a dream?” he heard your nervous giggles, and groaned as he squeezed his eyes shut tight, before shuffling so that you were lying beside him, looking into your eyes - they looked apprehensive, perhaps a little bashful. 

“I am so sorry, darlin’... I truly- I had no idea– I thought that was just one of many dreams my imagination conjured up about you,” Bob murmured, brows pinched together “Did I hurt your feelings terribly?” he never wanted to hurt you, never wanted to be the reason you shed any tears or felt any discomfort.

“I mean - I wasn’t sure, I mean I wanted you to, God, it’s all I ever wanted after it too! But I guess I was a bit upset a little while after when you never brought it up…” you trailed off, fingers tracing intricate swirls on his sternum, gaze following your finger carefully, avoiding his eyes. 

“Sunny…” Bob spoke softly, his fingers tilting your chin up to look at him, searching your eyes before slowly letting his lips connect with yours, warmth spreading between the both of you as your lips moved together languidly. 

“Will you please tell me about it?” murmuring against your lips, Bob wanted to see if your story could jog his memory of the first time he apparently ate you out. 

He felt your lips quirk into a smile, before you broke away, nuzzling your face into his neck, where you placed soft, wet kisses that had his breath hitching, a small, soft moan leaving his lips as yours latched on to suck softly at his pulse point.

“Well… I asked you…” 

It was late, the party had ended almost an hour ago, and you and Bob were lounging around in your childhood bedroom, walls covered in a soft pink - and your forgotten stuffed animals placed on bookshelves that were filled to the brim with books you’d read in your early teens. You’d told your mom several times you wanted to get rid of them, but she insisted that your younger sister might want them now that you were 18. 

Bob was sprawled on the floor, chuckling softly at something he read in a women’s magazine you’d bought last week. 

“What’s so funny, Robby?” you spoke softly from your bed, having laid down on the plush blankets and covers that were bunched in the middle of it. You’d stayed sober this night, wanting to make sure Robert made it home safe. 

“They’re… dead wrong about some of these like ‘tricks to tell your boyfriend to do in bed’ stuff,” Robby replied, amused, twinkling eyes finding yours as you looked at him quizzically. “Oh yeah, think you know better than the women who wrote the article, Floyd?” 

“Mm, I know I do. These women can’t have gotten good head if their best tip is to ‘tell him to spell the alphabet with his tongue’,” he scoffed before closing the magazine with a shrug. Licking your lips, you took in his lanky form spread out on your carpet, tight, black jeans sitting low on his hips - just giving you a peak of the grey boxers underneath. 

“What do you think, huh, Sunny? Is that the best tip you’d give a lover?” he was smirking now as he looked up at you. Biting your lower lip, you shrugged “I don’t know…” 

“Well, what’s felt the best when someone’s gone down on you then?” you were sure Rob could tell that heat had rushed to your cheeks and neck, warming your body as you avoided his gaze. 

“I– no one’s ever made me cum with their mouth. They just wanna– get to the other stuff, y’know?” you hedged, finally looking at his blue eyes. His brows were furrowed, almost completely disappearing behind his horn rimmed glasses. “What do you mean?” his words were only a little slurred now, and he seemed more alert than he had been all night. 

“I mean, most guys I’ve been with have been reluctant to you know… go down! They stay there for a little while and then sort of– deem you ‘ready’ for the important part, I guess,” you shrugged, as if this was universally known. Your girlfriends had all agreed with you, most of their boyfriends would only use their hands, or if they had to they’d be down there for a couple of minutes before wanting to get their dicks wet instead. 

“That’s fucking insane!” Robby exclaimed, and you shushed him swiftly, not wanting him to wake your mother and father. “That’s fucking insane!” he stage whispered, making you giggle, as he made his way over to your bed, sitting down on the end of it. His palm wrapped around one of your ankles, slowly letting his thumb rub circles at the exposed skin there.

“Sunny… do you mean to tell me, you’ve never been given oral until you’ve cum?” Robert wouldn’t let you look away, and maybe you couldn’t have even if you’d wanted to, his blue eyes were so captivating… so beautiful. Shaking your head, you looked up from beneath your lashes at him. 

“Do you want to?” Robby murmured, and you found yourself nodding before you could think twice about it. You’d always wanted Robby, always needed him. Craved his touch. And now he was offering it to you. “Sunny, you let me know what feels good, okay? I don’t want to hear a peep out of you unless it’s genuine sounds of pleasure, okay?” Rob’s voice was breathless as he leaned in to place fluttering kisses along your neck.

“Is this okay?” he murmured against your skin and you nodded as your eyelids fluttered closed, a small exhale leaving you as Bob’s frame hovered over yours after having gently laid you back against the pillows. 

“Good, I’m gonna take your jeans off now, okay, sweets?” you appreciated that he was talking you through it, as if he instinctively just knew you - knew your very inner workings, even if he was a little intoxicated. 

“Doin’ so good for me, Sunny… so pretty,” he sighed as he took in the cute pattern of your lacy thong. You’d only recently started wearing them, and found yourself happy that you chose baby blue ones - ones that when Rob gazed at them made you want to clench your thighs together at the groan he let out at the sight. 

“No, baby - open for me, that’s it - gotta keep your legs spread for me, pretty girl,” the blond hummed before settling between your legs, your panties still in place, which confused you a little. “Relax, honey,” he murmured as he kissed your inner thigh, his strong hands gently massaging your thighs. His lips explored the soft skin of your inner thighs, making you squirm each time his hot breath came closer to your core.

There was an ache there now, and ache you had never felt with any previous partner. An ache so deep, so strong, that an involuntary whimper left you as you tried to grind down, desperately needing your best friend to touch you.

“Baby… Sunny, you’re soaked for me… made these pretty light blue panties a nice navy, hm?” Bob groaned, pressing his nose against your clothed pussy, inhaling before placing soft kisses on your mound and gently against your covered clit, eliciting a soft mewl from you.

“Smell fuckin’ heavenly, babe - probably taste even better,” Bob groaned, and as you looked down, you could see him shuffling his body around, one of his legs now tucked a little higher than the one that was stretched out below him. 

“Still feelin’ okay up there, honey?” he murmured, looking up at you. Licking your lips you could only manage a pathetic ‘uh-huh’ in confirmation as Bob’s fingers pushed beneath your panties to drag up and down your wet slit. 

“Robby!” a breathless whine tore from you as the pads of his fingers gently pressed against your clit, before slowly dragging down to your opening and back again. 

“Fuck, you’re so wet… god,” Bob groaned, bucking his hips into the mattress once before he pushed the baby blue fabric of your underwear to the side to push his face closer to your cunt. His nose nudged at your lips, and you gasped as he let his pointed tongue tease the seam of your lips, his low moan at tasting you making your own hips buck slightly. 

“Robby, please - oh!” you hadn’t finished your sentence before Rob licked a broad stripe from your core to your clit, where he gently laved his tongue over it, over and over again. Breathing hard, small, pathetic noises left you, your hands clutching at the covers beneath them - before you let one hand tangle itself in Bob’s blond tresses, tugging in time with his licks and suckles on your clit. 

The hand that wasn’t holding your hips down sought yours out, and as Bob blindly found your hand, he intertwined your fingers for him to hold as he experimentally swirled his tongue around your entrance. He glanced up at you briefly, and seeing you panting and letting out soft mewls for him, he decided to try to let his tongue fuck into your wet hole. He’d seen in the various videos he’d studied that it drove some of the women wild, whilst some preferred getting only their clit stimulated.

As Bob fucked his tongue into your opening, you saw stars, a delirious and loud moan leaving you as your upper body shot up slightly - tugging harshly on his hair before biting your lips to keep quiet. As the muscle slipped in and out of you, shallowly at first and then deeper and more frantically the more Bob could tell you liked it, you noticed the bed was rocking slightly. Looking down, you could see Robby grinding his hips hard into your mattress, his own moans soaked up by your dripping cunt. 

“Fuck, never want to leave… this fucking beautiful pussy,” Robby was whining, licking, laving, sucking on your clit before fucking his tongue into your hole again, making you moan, gasp and whimper beneath him.

“Rob, baby, fuck - I– I’m so fucking close, feels so good– you feel so good!” you were gasping for air as Rob slurped and sucked at your cunt, seemingly lost in his own pleasure as well, rutting his hips hard and fast against your covers. 

“Fuck, please give it to me Sunny, give it all to me - fuck, wanna have you on my tongue…” Robert murmured laving his tongue over your clit, suckling it gently into his mouth before fucking his tongue into you repeatedly.

With a cry and a harsh tug on your best friends hair, you came undone in the most earth-shattering way - never in your eighteen years had you felt like this, had never felt so safe and taken care of as you did with your best friends face pressed deep in between your legs, eating your pussy as if it was the last thing he was doing on this earth.

A long, drawn out moan could be heard as Bob continued to lick you through your orgasm, seemingly reaching his own high at the same time you did as his hips stuttered and jerked against the mattress. 

“How was that, honey?” Bob murmured as he kissed and licked your inner thighs clean, languidly letting his tongue roam over your core, seemingly not having gotten enough of you. A soft whine fell from your lips as you squirmed a little, feeling sensitive after having cum so hard. Rob chuckled softly before placing a kiss to your pussy, and resting his head against one of your thighs, his hand still held yours as he removed his glasses, placing them beside the two of you. He had his eyes closed, positioning your legs comfortably around his form, his other hand splaying on your lower abdomen under your shirt. 

As his breathing evened out, so did yours. You stayed that way most of the night, before you woke up as the sun rose to illuminate your room, and you moved to close the drapes and go to the bathroom, to wash away the traces of Bob’s love. 

“Oh god…” Bob groaned as you finished telling the story. Smiling, you placed a soft kiss on his lips “It’s still the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” you confessed with a shrug, as your best friend wrapped his arms tighter around you with a groan. 

“Fuck, don’t tell me that Sunny… you’re drivin’ me wild… y’mean to tell me I’ve known my whole life what you taste like? What those soft little sighs, moans and whimpers sound like? The ones I’ve dreamt off as I’ve laid in my damn bunk missing you?” you could only laugh softly under your breath “M’afraid so, honey,” you stroked the back of your hand against his cheek. 

“Would I ever be allowed that privilege again, baby?” Bob purred against your ear, nibbling softly at the lobe before placing a chaste kiss just beneath it. 

“Oh, I definitely think that can be arranged…” you smirked, gently taking your bottom lip between your teeth as Bob again rolled the two of you so you were on top of him. 

“Excellent, darlin’... but this time, I want you on top…”

#bob floyd x reader #robert bob floyd x reader #bob floyd x you #robert bob floyd x you #bob floyd smut #robert bob floyd smut #my writing #smut

[n33dy-slut]

I respond to a lot of things, call me whatever you’d like. I’ll let you know if I dislike it.

That being said, my name is Destiny and I love to be called it/it’s in kink.

I really want friends, especially other female subs!

Please reblog my things! I love seeing myself on other people's pages; please just tag me if you do!

Like I mentioned, I do happen to be owned by @lord-of-dom 🥰✨💖😵‍💫

I get a lot of messages saying I make people hard and all these thank you notes that really make my day, but they clog up my DMs and make life a little harder. I’d like those to stay in asks, please and thank you! I don’t reply to a lot of DMs. I get bored of them sometimes, but if I consistently ignore you.. take the damn hint.

I am into both genders

I happen to be a switch (mostly sub)

KINKS: misogyny, patriarchy, choking, humiliation, degrading, hard kinks, bondage, stalking/creepy asks, misgendering (please call me it/its during kink🤤🥰), hypnosis, being manipulated and gaslit, some overstimulation, denial, race play (again, call me what you like, it won’t get you blocked), things like that.

I really really love being referred to as an it or he, but I know I’m a girl is just so confusing and I need it. Please use my preferred pronouns when we’re not doing a scene.

If I don’t reply to your message, DONT take it personally. I probably just don’t know what to say, but i’m honoured you messaged me! I am interested unless I say otherwise, and telling me the depraved things you’d do to me is always the way to go.

I also found out that I need people to talk to before or after or even during scenes, like soft doms or generally not assholes. It’s overwhelming and starts freaking me out getting message after message about how you’ll rape me.

I love sign language and reading and writing I hate beating around the bush. Spit out what you’ve messaged me for, unless you’d genuinely like to have a nonsexual conversation. I love those. Please understand that outside of kink I am quite sensitive and take most of what is said to heart, I have a hard time picking up on sarcasm.

I have tinnitus (ringing in my ears 24/7) so I do get a lot of headaches and dizzy spells, don’t typically use headphones.

PLEASE send me asks for dares or questions or just creepy / stalkerish messages, I love those they simply make my day. DO NOT BE AN ASSHOLE.

LIMITS: I don’t want dick pics, I don’t like the idea of breeding.

I keep forgetting how to make these things, so this will be updated all the time. Of course, I don’t deal with minors or actual jackasses.

The two pictures at the bottom are for the dip shits who have brains as small as their dicks and can’t read my whole pinned.

#degradation k1nk #degrading k1nk #degrade and humiliate me #degrade kink #dumb bitch #dumb bunny #dumbification #dumb slvt #dumb puppy #dumb wh0re #humiliation slave #humiliation kink #humiliating kink #huge titts #sexy content #attention wh0r3 #bd/sm kink #bd/sm community #bd/sm blog #bd/sm brat #bd/sm pet #bd/sm slave #bd/sm dom #bd/sm relationship #bd/sm daddy #free use slvt #free use kink #free use toy #free use cnc

[thebearer]

thinking abt milf!reader and dilf!carmy fucking in her mom car on date night 😵‍💫😵‍💫

minors dni 18+

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, hold on." Carmen hissed, head ducking low, you still lodged between his legs. He was hunched over you, uncomfortably in the backseat, pants undone around his thighs, your hand palming him through his boxers.

Carmen's hands twisted with the lever in the back, pulling and yanking on the small handle. "This shit... Swear to God, it never fuckin'- ah!" The second row seat folded, falling back with a satisfied clank! into the trunk. "Here, baby, lay back here f'me." Carmen rasped, pushing back so you could shimmy to the open seat, past the car seat on the right side.

Sugar had graciously agreed to babysit for the night, staying with baby Teddy while you and Carmen went out for a proper date night. Letting Carmen wine and dine you, taking you to a fancy restaurant, sitting in a back corner booth. You sat next to him, his hand on your thigh, pouring your wine into a glass. You let him cut your quail, he could always do it so quickly. Plus the way his hands flexed, veiny and precise with movements. You were sure you were dripping though your dress.

Your head was dizzy with wine, pulling Carmen into a sweet, deep kiss by the car. An SUV, the Mommy Mobile is what Richie deemed it. A mom car, reasonable and appropriate, safe for a baby. Plus, it had lots of room.

“Hurry, Carmy.” You whined, feeling him shuffle between your legs, pushing them apart. “Need you, honey.”

“I got it, I got it, let me just.” Carmen pulled himself out, jerking himself a few times. “Fuck, you ready? Good?”

You nodded, wiggling your hips closer to his. Carmen hunched over, pushed himself into you slowly, letting himself fill you up with every slow roll of his hips into yours. You gasped, back arching off the car’s interior, grabbing at Carmen’s arms.

“Fuck, ohmygod, Carmen that feels good.” You gasped, nails sinking into his skin.

“Good? It’s good? Doesn’t hurt?” Carmen had been scared to hurt you since Teddy. You supposed it was rational, he’d seen you practically ripped apart with Teddy, nearly passing out in the delivery room. The doctor had cleared you weeks ago, but still, Carmen was nervous.

“No, baby, feels good. S’good, Carm.” You whined, clenching around him. “Move please.”

Carmen let himself fall on top of you gently, his chest to yours, forearms propping himself up. You whimpered gently, his hips rolling, chest rubbing against your sensitive nipples still sore from Teddy’s feedings.

“God, I missed you.” Carmen groaned, pushing himself deep inside of you, hips rolling slowly. “Missed having you like this.”

You grabbed at his hips, moving to his ass, pressing him deeper inside of you. You just wanted to feel him for a moment, feel him inside you, how good he made you feel.

“I missed you, baby.” You whispered, looking back at his dazzling eyes, still shining in the dark of the car. “So much.”

“You feel amazing.” Carmen groaned, his forehead to yours, shuddering breath on your lip.

“Still?” You laughed lightly, whimpering as his cock brushed your sweet spot, leaving you gushing.

“Fuck yeah, still.” Carmen muttered. The sound of your wetness, the squelch from him fucking you, oh it was sick and beautiful to Carmen. Made his cock twitch inside of you. “Still the best pussy on earth. Even better now.”

You laughed, one arm wrapping around his neck. “Thank you.” You grinned. “Got a pretty good dick, Berzatto. Feels- oh! right there, Carm- Feels good.”

“Good?” Carmen repeated. You nodded, eyes pinched closed in pleasure. He moved, pressing your legs up, hoisting one over the back of the seat. “Let me make you feel better.”

Then he was fucking you, a new angle that had your eyes rolling back, gasping and writing in pleasure in the back seat, one leg wedged behind the car seat, the other gripping the back of the baby mirror on the seat while Carmen spilled inside of you.

#thebearer #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto fluff #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto smut #carmen berzatto fic #thebearerblurbs #dad!carmen berzatto #carmen berzatto blurb #carmen berzatto imagine #carmen berzatto fanfiction #carmen berzatto the bear #the bear #the bear fx #the bear hulu #carmen berzatto x fem!reader

[bakubunny]

Aizawa x bunny!nd!reader

Reader is a Netherland Dwarf Rabbit

TW: hybrid reader, bondage, pet names, and size kink

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Here's some brain rotting smut 😵‍💫

Aizawza came home with a lot more energy than usual and he came up behind you. You had decided to just wear an apron as you cooked because your clothing was getting too uncomfortable like they did most days. Your cute little cotton tail wags from how good the food you're cooking smells which makes Aizawa grab it to use as a stress ball and get you in the mood. It's been a while since you two were last intimate together.

"Let me finish cooking," You whine as you stamp one foot to show that you need to finish cooking.

That only fuels his desire even more and he growls in your ear, "Dinner can wait baby bunny."

You are practicing melting from his words, his hand on your tail, and his scent. You turn the stove off just in time because he picks you up bridal style and brings you to bed as he leaves your apron in the hallway. He lays you on the bed before getting undressed leaving his binding cloth in its place in case you start leaving marks that his brats, I mean students, can see.

He starts out slow by kissing you sensually and gently. You hold onto his binding cloth and hair already melting as the kisses get more passionate and needy.

"Fuck, bunny. I need to be inside of you," he growls in your ear.

You squeak as you grind against his thigh in a needy manner, which makes him flip you onto your stomach, so he can watch your pretty little cotton tail and relish how small you are compared to him.

"You okay baby bunny?" He asks in the sweetest concerned voice that is reserved just for you.

You nod pressing your tight drooling pussy against his cock making him groan. He decides to tie you up after getting consent (consent is very important kids). He starts fingering you with one finger making you gasp, you are wet enough to take his cock but he cares too much to not prep you. He slowly adds a second finger after a few minutes of fingering you with just one finger. You are already a moaning and whimpering mess just from his fingers.

When he thinks that you're ready for his cock he pulls his fingers out of you making you whine until you are filled inch by antagonizing inch. He makes sure that you are okay before starting to thrust into you as if he is a male bunny trying to breed you making you moan loudly.

"Daddy!" You cry out as she cum on his cock with your tail wagging.

He groans as he pulls at your ears, "Such a good baby bunny for me."

After countless orgasms from both you and Aizawa, you are overstimulated and clawing him. He immediately takes the hint and pulls out of you. Him being the sweet owner he is takes you to the bathroom and starts a nice warm bath for you.

While you are in the tub he finishes cooking the dinner you had started and puts new sheets on the bed. He also leaves an after morning pill at your seat in case you don't want kids yet.

(I lost motivation because I am exhausted and no I don't care that I'm not an anon lol. Feel free to add on if you want)

got my moots writing the kind of stuff into smut that feels too self indulgent when i do it. i’m not dizzy everything is FINE okay? 🥴

#baby bunny is #that’s unfair #i need this man more than my own existence #aizawa shouta #aizawa smut #x reader #tw hybrids #tw daddy kink #🐺 #💖 #asks

[dizscreams]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT81ra4ov/

Hii! I've been binge reading most of ur fics, especially ur Hobie Brown ones :)) I was wondering if you could pls write one based off this tiktok, idk I feel like he'd give the most comforting hugs 😭 maybe the readers having a bad day and Hobie has to put up with it for the most part and she realizes how bad she's acting up and feels awful about it

STOP THIS TREND IS SO SWEET :(

MY BABY !

— Hobie Brown ★

PAIRING: Hobie Brown x GN!Reader

A/N: this helped me w my motivation hdjshfh

“Hey love, you alright?” Your boyfriend, who was sitting on your bed, greeted you as you entered your bedroom. You looked upset and angry as you flopped down on the bed. “ ‘M fine, Hobie,” you grumbled your reply as you put your face into your pillow.

“You don’t look fine.” He put his hand on your back and rubbed soothing circles on it before you swatted his hand away. “I’m fine,” you told him sternly, “I just want to take a nap.”

“You want me to take one with ya?”

“No, I want to be alone.”

You said the last part quite harshly and Hobie raised an eyebrow. He got up off of the bed and left the room muttering a ‘fine then’. He went into the living room and slumped down on the couch. Hobie bounced his foot up and down as he searched for something to watch on the TV.

He didn’t want to leave you alone, he wanted to comfort you. The fact that you didn’t want him around you hurt, but he also understood you just needed to calm down a bit. So, for half of the afternoon he sat on the couch while on his phone and half watching the tv.

That didn’t stop him from looking at your bedroom door and quietly going in the room to check on you every now and then, though. At one point you had finally come out of the room but you barely even looked at Hobie and when he tried to make conversation you brushed him off.

“Hungry?” He asked as he watched you rummage through the refrigerator.

“Yep.”

Hobie stood up and walked towards you. “Want me to make you somethin?” He asked, stretching.

“I’m fine, Hobie.” You slammed the refrigerator door and went back into your room. Hobie tilted his head back and let out a sigh as he walked back to the couch and sat on it. He wanted to know what was the matter with you but he didn’t want to risk making you even more mad.

The only reason he was being patient was because he knew you. He knew you’d come around.. eventually! He debated going back to his own dimension a couple thousand times while he was waiting but he didn’t want to leave you.

Eventually ended up being in the evening when Hobie was about to doze off on the couch.

You on the other hand couldn’t sleep. You hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the way you had treated your boyfriend. So, you slowly got up and opened your bedroom door to take a peak into the living room. You saw him sprawled out on the couch looking half awake.

You left the bedroom completely and walked over to the couch. “Hobie,” you asked quietly as you slightly shook him, “You awake?” He opened his eyes all the way and nodded, “Yeah, ‘M awake doll.” You smiled softly and sat at the end of the couch. “I’m sorry I’ve been a dick today.” You gave him a sad look and he gave you a small smile in return. “C’mere,” he said as he shifted his position to sit back against the couch instead of laying across it. You made your way over to him and sat right next to him, leaning into his side.

You put your head on his shoulder and he put his arms around your middle. “I’m sorry, Hobie.” He chuckled, “t’s alright, love. Promise.” You shook your head, “It’s not.” You hugged him tighter and his smile only grew. “It is.”

You littered small kisses across his jaw and neck. “I really am sorry, baby. You’re too good to me,” you said against his skin. He shook his head and kissed the top of yours. “You wanna talk about why you’ve been in a mood all day?”

You smiled. and ranted to him while he traced shapes along your back.

#dizzy writes?! 😵‍💫 #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #spiderpunk #spiderpunk x reader #across the spiderverse #not proofread!!! wooo

[konigsblog]

I'm always happy to share my thoughts on your different Konig AUs and talk about them and since you did ask (might get little long)

-kidnapper!Konig fucking you while making you watch police reports about yourself. Your friends and family (the one he didn't kill anyways) and maybe even boyfriend if you had one are begging and pleading and crying for your safe return while he's making you sit on his lap and bounce on his cock and he's both praising and degrading you.

What a horrible but also sweet little girl you are, making your loved ones worry about you while you choose to stay with him and be his toy (and I know he'd keep telling you that you're choosing to stay with him even though you both know it's not true)

-stepdad!Konig that "innocently" buys you pretty rings and jewelry and he secretly calls you his pretty little wife while fucking you in your bed when everyone else is asleep and who visits you in your dorm room in college just to have you scream his name and who loves to call you stuff like "sweet girl" both in bed and casually around other people so you can't help but to get wet

-dadbod!Konig who enjoys trapping you in Impossible to get out of positions under him and who takes photos of himself fucking you and then photos of your pretty pussy after he's pumped you full of his cum and who films you riding him and moaning his name or sucking him off and then you see him open those photos in public and he teases you about being a slut and says things like "Why are you acting shy engel? You weren't shy when you were on your knees for me" and "Oh worried someone will see? Maybe I should let them see..."

könig is my FAVOURITE character to write about, i may be writing too much about him but i just can't seem to stop myself 🥹 i love his character so much grr ... (i don't care what other people say about könig, he's my obsession, it's ridiculous ..😵‍💫)

STEPCEST, SOMNOPHILLIA, YANDERE/KIDNAPPING, AGE GAP, dumbification, intoxication/NON-CON, power abuse (?), scent kink... ☀️🌷

kidnapper!könig is a delusional, lovesick and manipulative bastard. he uses his tears against you to get what he wants. bent over on the couch, your hips angled against his broad hips as he ploughs into your cunt ruthlessly, forcing you to watch your family sob and scream for you to come home, for forgiveness, for you.

and you can't help but sniffle, wriggling in könig's grip yet pulsing around him uncontrollably. the words of your family going in one ear and out the other as könig fucks you dumb, until you're fuzzy and dizzy and unable to string a coherent sentence together :( you're his sweet angel, the light in his life, he couldn't love without you. and seeing you cream around his veiny, huge cock just does stuff to him he can't explain because you're so dumb for his dick :(

your arms hooked under your thighs, sat on his lap and feeling him buck and slam into your sopping pussy. your head thrown back and your pretty face raw with tears. painful bruises along your body from punishments, cumming around his cock whilst watching your family plead and beg for your return! they miss you, and love you, but never as much as könig... :((

stepdad!könig is a tease. he taunts and chuckles when you grind against his knee after coming home drunk and high at a college party. his sweet little girl begging for his cock, to suck him off or be fucked sloppily whilst your mother rests upstairs, fast asleep.

and he just can't say no to that desperate, little face. those glistening eyes and swollen lips, tightly wrapped around his thick and wet shaft, sucking him off while he guides your head. he's so overprotective, he wants to be your first. he won't hesitate to fuck you whilst you sleep, your legs spread wide open while you pounds into your wet and tight hole ruthlessly!!

or fucking you in the back of his pickup truck. back against the leather seats, your walls tightening around him while he slams into your hole cruelly, abusing his power being your stepfather and cumming deep inside your pussy :( you're just so special to him!!!

dadbod!könig :( he adores fucking you in all positions, at any pace, but he especially adores when you ride his thick and hard cock while he's high and sore! he's getting older, he's more stiff and needs his fun little thing to bounce on his big dick.

laying down against his chest, your tits rubbing against his hairy, chubby chest. your slit wrapped around his thick cock, grinding down against him while he moans out, slapping and squeezing your ass while you rub down against him!!! praising you in german while the noises blarring from the television echoing in the background :((

he definitely stinks of his musk, and i sure as hell would be addicted!! you can't seem to get enough, rubbing your pussy against his thigh while sucking at his armpit, dragging your tongue over his hair and moaning out :( he absolutely adores waking up to you with your face in his armpit, huffing and panting breathlessly while fisting his dick :(

dadbod!könig will fuck you so ruthlessly in the morning, leaving you out of breath and unable to catch up!!! exhausted and shaking, his little mess whining and mewling at the rawness between her thighs :(

#orla speaks #x reader #tw: noncon #tw: dubious consent #tw: dark content #tw: intoxication #tw: stepcest #tw stepcest #stepcest cw #konig x reader smut #konig x you #cod konig #konig mw2 #konig x reader #konig cod #cod könig #konig call of duty #konig #könig call of duty #könig cod #könig x reader #könig mw2 #könig #könig fanfiction

[luvyeni]

Hard thoughts - Nia I cannot stop thinking about asking Chan to jerk off for you, thinking about his leaky cock is making me dizzy 😵‍💫😵‍💫

i told y'all i can't write chan without a little corruption kink thrown in

his innocent roommate who walks into his room randomly one day , "channie can you do something for me." of course he's gonna say yes , but he isn't prepared for what you say next. "can you jerk off for me?"

he's gonna stutter , his face red as he tries to hide his boner which is currently growing in his shorts. "w..why?" your eyes filled with curiosity. "i just want to see how you do it , please." he can't say no to you , he nods. "i guess why not."

he smiled as how excited you get , sitting on his bed watching him pull his shorts down just enough to pull his cock out. "you're so big." his faces flush at your word , his cock twitching. "princess , don't say that." you rush him along, "hurry."

the way your eyes are focused on his cock , fuels him even more , throwing his head back against his chair , groaning. "does that feel good?" you questioned. "f..fuck it does." he said. "you want to know what im thinking about?" you hum.

"your little hands replacing mines." it was your turn to be surprised. "what princess , why are you so shocked?" he said. "fu..fuck im about to cum." he keep tugging at his cock , suddenly letting go. "why'd you stop." you whine , he just smirks.

"how about you come finish me off , since you want to be so curious , i'll teach you"

#luvyeni: skz hard thoughts #kpop x reader #kpop smut #skz hard hours #stray kids smut #skz hard thoughts #stray kids hard hours #stray kids hard thoughts #stray kids x reader #skz smut #stray kids scenarios #stray kids headcanons

[harus-simp]

Wearing their clothes (hyung line)

Kim Jiwoong, Zhang Hao, Sung Hanbin, Seok Matthew and Kim Taerae

Genre: fluffy fluff

Warning: none

Word count: 1.5 aprox.

Author's note: starting to gain my writing rhythm back pookies so I figured out I'd do this cute idea hehe

Have a great day and enjoy <3

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How would your amazing boyfriend possibly react when he sees their partner wearing his clothes?

Jiwoong

☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆

Jiwoong's schedule was too busy with his activities as an idol so you hadn't seen him in all week, and you didn't expect him to come today either.

The weather was rainy and stormy, so the possibilities of you staying inside and not doing anything were of a 100%

But you didn't dislike staying inside, in fact you were satisfied with your plans for that day as you could seat comfortably on your sofa and perhaps steal one of your boyfriend's hoodies to stay warm and not get cold.

Did jiwoong know you loved wearing his clothes? Absolutely not. You never wore them with him around as you felt too shy to do that and your relationship wasn't that old either.

You got up from your couch and grabbed your favourite hoodie of his, which casually was his as well. The smell of his cologne was still present filling your nostrils with a pleasant sensation, so you brought your arms up and pulled the fabric down your frame.

Little did you know that your boy was observing you from afar leaning on the doorframe. He had finished earlier that day and decided to spend the night with his beloved one.

The sight before him melted his heart in ways his head couldn't understand, but the need to just spend time with you made him forget about any coherent thought.

"So you like my hoodie huh?"

You turned at the door surprised and kinda flustered to see your boyfriend there.

"I thought you were all packed and busy!"

"Figured out you'd need some time with your boyfriend, and I was right"he said eyeing you up and down

"You are enjoying this too much"

"I don't know what you are talking about" he said nonchalantly, but the smile on his face didn't go unnoticed by you

Actually he was too affected by it, you made his head dizzy 😵‍💫

Zhanghao

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

You and Hao were going on a little date after he had received his first win with 'In Bloom' with ZB1, which brought lots of happiness to his heart. So it was time to celebrate it together after he had done the same with his group.

You couldn't believe how fast he was already succeeding on his career, but you were so proud of him to say the least.

However, the weather wasn't on your side. Just as you were going to leave the apartment you noticed how a strong wind was blowing outside, meaning that you'd need something more warm than the tank top you were wearing.

Without a second thought you opened your closet and grabbed the first sweater you found and left for your date(obviously paying attention to the colour for it to match your outfit).

When you got to your meeting point you saw him leaning on a tree staring at his phone, but he immediately noticed your presence and smiled at you.

"Hey hao!"

"Hey baby, is that my sweater?"he asked after giving you a little kiss on your forehead.

"Yes,it's really comfy"

"Damn your fashion sense is worse than taerae's"

"Heyyy"you said pouting

"Wear this instead,god"he said handing you another sweater

"You love me that much that you already brought one for me?" you said

"No, but I thought you were not going to bring something warmer"

"Alright you sassy queen, let's go on that date shall we?"

S.Hanbin

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The day you had been anticipating for a while had finally came, you were going to have your first sleepover with your boyfriend hanbin.

Your relationship was still building up as you both decided to take things slowly, setting a comfortable rhythm and pace.

This day wasn't planned at all tho, this was an improv date as the storm outside didn't seem to be stopping any sooner. So hanbin suggested you stayed the night with him.

At first you complained because you didn't have any clothes you could wear as pjs but he shoved you into his closet and made you choose something of all his wardrobe.

You opted for a pair of shorts that were giant in comparison to yours and a hoodie that was at least 3 sizes bigger than you. But seeing you like that made hanbin's heart skip a beat, you looked all cute like that, like a tiny bear that needed to be hugged.

The smile that made its way to his face made your heart flutter and the way his arms wrapped instantly around you put you completely at ease at once.

"How do I look?"you said looking up at him

"Hmm, I don't know, I think it fits Hao better"he teased

You rolled your eyes at him.

"Then give it to him then"you answered back trying to get out of his grasp

"I'm joking darling, and for your information I'm not letting you go tonight at all"he said tightening his hold on you

You loved your boyfriend but sometimes he could be a little annoying.

Uff, you had a long night ahead.

Matthew

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Working hard later pays off as you finally had a weekend for yourself after being too busy lately.

Matthew got so excited at this notice as he was finally able to have you all to himself and be with you for the rest of the weekend at least.

And even though you wanted to keep on sleeping with your partner by your side you knew you couldn't sleep all weekend (unless you are keita of course).

You both decided to go shopping to spoil yourselves and to have a good time with each other, you needed this little rest anyways, and what better way than go out with your lover

"Do you think this sweater suits me baby?"he asked you

"Yes, although i would rock it better"

He looked at you fondly and giggled at your sassy remark.

"Let's find it out later then"

And just as he said earlier once you got out of the shop he literally throwed at you his new purchase for you to try on.

"You were serious?"

"Of course, you can try it first so then when I put it it smells like you"he answered sweetly

You smiled at his antics and put it on feeling the soft material on your skin, it was such a cosy feeling that you could literally fall asleep right there.

"You are such a simp matt"

"No I'm not"

"Yeah your friends would disagree on that"

But could you really blame him? You were his angel after all.

Taerae

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Exhausted was the perfect word to describe your face and taerae's right now. You had been all day out as you had gone to eat to a restaurant and later gone to watch a movie together.

Don't get me wrong, you had a great time with your boyfriend, but by the time you got back from your long date it was dark outside. So the number of hours you had spend away from your apartment was huge.

As you stepped inside y'all got comfortable and ate dinner before preparing for prolonging your date even more with a movie night.

"Omg honey you are so cold, grab something to wear you are shivering"he said

And so you did. But what taerae wasn't expecting was to see you walking back to your couch with one of his hoodies.

He smiled brightly at the sight brought you to his embrace securing his arms around your waist.

"Didn't expect you to wear something mine"

"Neither did I, your fashion sense is terrible, but this was the best I could find"you said joking around teasing him.

His smile literally dropped.

"Was gonna cuddle you so bad but I guess you don't deserve it for being so mean"he bit back turning around from you

"But then I'll be cold without you baby, forgive me please"you said pouting to make him give in

"Hmm, I guess I could if you casually give me some kisses"

"Then prepare yourself to give me a public apology you loser"

And just like that your playfulness continued throughout the rest of the night <3

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[kaciidubs]

you're writing skills 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 babe how are you?? first time writing you an anon but! I'm curious to know which kink you think jisung has? 😼 I'm the biggest simp for that man

Hehe I'm glad you like my writing!! Other than being insanely horny over 8 men [and an additional 20+ that will go unnamed for the time being], I'm completely, 100% okay! [this is a lie, I haven't known peace in years] On to the kink talk!

Kink Breakdown - Han Jisung [Short Ver.]

❣ Summary: Kink Breakdown - Jisung Edition, short version ❣  ❣ Word Count: 331 ❣ Warnings: Kink theorizing; spit kink, mommy kink, exhibitionism, pegging, decryphilia, feminization [M receiving] ❣  ❣ Female! Reader Implied [No use of Y/N] | You/Your pronouns ❣  ❣ Additional Tags: Han is referred to as Jisung, this list can grow over time, but for now these are my top 8 kinks for Jisung! ❣ Stray Kids Masterlist ❣ General Masterlist

So, in my mind's eye, I see Jisung as a switch leaning sub - now, this isn't to say that he never doms, but more often than not he'd rather be bent to your will.

Kinks:

Overall;

✧ Messy Sex + Spit - Jisung likes messy sex, and I mean messy; spit, drool, tears, your cum on him, his cum on you, the whole nine yards.

When Subbing;

✧ Humiliation/Degradation - more so along the lines of "Oh, you want me sooo bad, huh?", make fun of how needy he is, how utterly desperate he is for your touch, for your attention, and he's putty in your hands in an instant.

✧ Pegging - this one's pretty self explanatory, wanna hear him make those pretty whimpers of his? Peg him. Put him in missionary if you wanna see his face all red and pretty, an arm thrown over to hide the blush and the tears of pleasure. Put him in doggy if you wanna make an imprint of your hand on that cute, tiny ass of his. Make him ride you if he's feeling utterly insatiable.

✧ Decryphilia - he shares this one with Felix imo, he just feels so good, he can't help the tears that form when he's inside of you or vice versa.

✧ Feminization - four words; Jisung in a skirt. Just, let it simmer for a bit.

✧ Exhibitionism - this one's more complex, where as he doesn't want to be watched, but the idea of being watched has him dizzy - maybe play around with a blindfold and tell him to think of his members seeing him like this, he'll go crazy and come just as fast.

✧ Mommy/Miss - yeah... just yeah.

When Domming;

✧ Overstimulation - this one's a shared 50/50, but he loves being able to make you melt at the will of his tongue, fingers, and/or cock, it boosts his ego and makes him proud that he's able to make someone as wonderful as you crumble for him.

#✧. ┊ kacii answers #✧. ┊ anony nonie #skz smut #stray kids smut #han jisung x reader #han jisung smut #jisung smut #skz kink theory #stray kids kinks #han jisung kink theory

[b1mbodoll]

wanted to talk abt seeun bcs she is so 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽 i love her so bad!

i also am new to your blog and i really love your writing (especially how its plus size inclusive that makes me so happy!) <33333

thinking about stepsis!seeun who tells your parents she wants to take you to her dorm for a little sleepover! and they think nothing of it besides that its sibling bonding >< but they dont know at the sleepovers how seeun (g!p) grabs you by your chin and kisses u so messily !!! before making you ride her bcs she thinks u look prettiest when trying to take all of her TT the whole time she's telling you to "keep making step sis feel good" and if you whine or cry abt how shes using you she tells you how your parents wont believe you since shes oldest (〃ω〃)ゞ

omg omg also!!!! seeun laying you back, pressing kisses all over your thighs before she starts tongue fucking you while her thumb rubs your clit at a rapid pace :( and you're just whimpering and trying to push her away bcs you feel so good u know the only think thats not going to be coming out is cum!

pairings: seeun x f! reader

warnings: stepcest + dacryphilia + omorashi + oral + manipulation + noncon

💌: nonnie u shld consider writing n posting on tumblr if u do not alrdy bc this made me dizzy , its so good and u r sooo big brain. also im honored u r a fan of my works it means so much :( n im glad that me being inclusive makes u happy!!!!!!!! as a big girl its hard feeling welcome in spaces like tumblr where many ppl are Not fat friendly 😵‍💫 ps i did my own lil spin on this n added some extra stuff cus i read this n immediately the thought of corrupting stepsis! seeun and introducing her to new kinks plagued me. my brain ltrly melted while writing this like i blacked out

ok but corrupting sweet stepsis! seeun :( she doesn’t know about pussy n goes around thinking other girls have dicks too but when she catches the smallest glimpse of your pussylips through your panties she’s obsessed. asks you about it too cus she doesn’t realize ur not supposed to ask your stepsister why she doesn’t have a cock n whether or not she’s aware that there was a wet spot on her cotton panties.

you realize she’s a complete ditz ‘nd only thinks with her dick, considering the sizeable tent in her sweats when questioning you. you explain that her cock is used to fuck soft pussies like yours, convincing her that your hole was made specifically for her cock. it’s so easy to manipulate seeun ‘nd get her addicted to the feeling your your wet walls creaming around her sensitive cock.

every time she gets to fuck you it’s like a switch flips. seeun shoves your face into the bed ‘nd wraps an arm around ur belly, humping you for hours. your cries of stop and pleas for her to pull out only make her orgasm more intense. “it’s okay yn. keep being a good little bitch for your stepsister,” she grunts, cock slipping past your cervix n leaking cum directly into you womb.

her abusing your poor cunt for hours means she’s not taking time to use the bathroom or even allow you to go. just keeps pounding into you, dumping her pee in ur cum filled womb. the pressure against your bladder builds n builds and it isnt long before your pussy’s leaking piss.

stepsister! seeun doesn’t stop at dumping all of her fluids inside you, she also cleans you up afterwards. buries her face between your thighs, literally eats the mixture of cum and piss as she makes out with your hole.

#♡.signed. sealed. delivered. #♡.sweetheart: 🎀 #♡.the honeypot #seeun #stayc #seeun x reader #seeun x reader smut #seeun smut #stayc x reader #stayc x reader smut #stayc smut #💌.omorashi #💌.inflation #💌.stepcest #💌.manipulation #💌.noncon #💌.dacryphilia