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fantasyfiction-net · 2 years
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kiru's official character list and rules<3
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KDRAMA
Extraordinary Attorney Woo (all characters)
Alchemy Of Souls (all characters)
Hwarang (all characters)
Business Proposal (all characters)
ANIME
My Hero Academia (all characters)
Haikyuu (all characters)
Kakegurui (all characters)
Attack On Titan (all characters)
KPOP
BTS
BLACKPINK
EXO
GOT7
TWICE
ITZY
SERIES/MOVIES
Stranger Things (all characters and actors)
The Umbrella Academy (all characters and actors)
The Vampire Diaries (all characters and actors)
The Originals (all characters and actors)
Marvel (all characters and actors)
ARTISTS
One Direction
Maneskin
Lovejoy
Ariana Grande
Taylor Swift
DSMP/MCYT/STREAMERS/YOUTUBERS
Valkyrae
Pokimane
Sykunno
Corpse Husband
LDShadowLady (STRICTLY platonic)
SMajor (M!Reader only)
Dream (C! and CC!)
GeorgeNotFound (C! and CC!)
Callahan (C! only)
Sapnap (C! and CC!)
Awesamdude (C! and CC!)
DropsByPonk (C! only)
BadBoyHalo (C! and CC!)
TommyInnit (C! and CC! no smut)
Tubbo (C! and CC! no smut)
Fundy (C! and CC!)
Punz (C! and CC!)
Purpled (C! and CC!)
Wilbur Soot (C! and CC!)
Jschlatt (C! and CC!)
Skeppy (C! and CC!)
Eret (C! and CC!)
JackManifoldTV (C! and CC!-no smut)
Nihachu (C! and CC!-no smut)
Quackity (C! and CC!)
Karl Jacobs (C! and CC!-no smut)
Technoblade (C! only)
Ph1LzA (C! (Romantic allowed) and CC! (STRICTLY PLATONIC)
CaptainPuffy (C! and CC!-no smut)
Ranboo (C! and CC! M!Reader and GN!Reader only-no smut)
Foolish Gamers (C! and CC!)
Hannahxxrose (C! only-no smut) RULES FOR REQUESTING:
I write: Smut, Fluff, HCs, Headcannons
Please request only what I have listed down
Please follow what I said especially regarding the DSMP/MCYT
Please elaborate what kind of story you want if not I would write the ending myself
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lxnarphase · 2 months
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g. satoru who is a massive pervert and constantly whines for you to let him touch you all the time, even when you're both around others. you've lost count of how many times he grabs you and pulls you into his lap, his warm hands slipping under your shirt while sitting next to g. suguru, who's attention is no longer on the tv.
'he doesn't mind,' satoru always comforts you, grinning into the skin of your neck. 'sugu's my best friend, he knows i can't help but touch you, baby.'
best friend or not, that doesn't explain how you always ended up with your legs spread open wide in satoru's lap, your jeans and panties discarded somewhere on the floor as suguru kisses all over your thighs. the two of them talk like you aren't even there, as if you aren't growing wetter as each second passes.
"satoru," suguru purrs, his fingers running up and down your soft lips, parting them open to watch slick slowly drip out of you. "you must be doing something else to her. i've never seen it get wet so quickly." the way he speaks so calmly makes you dizzy. it's unfair, so fucking unfair how calm and collected suguru is when he's inches away from your pussy, those pretty purple eyes focused on it.
"yeah? 's wet?" it's also unfair how riled up it gets satoru, seeing his pretty baby getting shy because his best friend is rubbing his fingers up and down her slick folds. "she's so messy, isn't she? she's the prettiest little pussy," he coos into your ear. that gets a chuckle from suguru, his eyes finally looking at you. "always the one to talk to the pussy and not about it, aren't you, satoru?"
his fingers finally focus on your clit, rubbing little circles into it. both you and satoru look pretty from this angle, suguru notices. the pure need and shyness on your face paired with that manic desperation on satoru's...it's a perfect picture, one he wants saved forever. maybe next time you'll let him take some pictures...after all, he needs a new background for his phone.
"c'mooon, sugu...give her a kiss? c'mon, c'mon, give that cunt a kiss, tell me how sticky 'n' wet she is," satoru fucking begs, acting as if he's the one spread open and dripping. but you second the thought, giving suguru the prettiest little puppy eyes.
"anything for you, princess," he coos softly, leaning down and pressing a little kiss on your clit. it's so light you barely feel it but then he's peppering kisses on it, your wetness starting to get on his lips and making each press of his lips sticker and wetter. "s-sugu-!" before you can even beg for more, his mouth is on you. his tongue is so wet and hot on your cunt, it feels like he was drooling for you.
"does she taste good? how wet is she, suguru, c'mon, tell me, tell me how that pussy tastes, pretty please?"
"mm, satoru, it's almost as if you wanted to be between her legs."
"who wouldn't? she's so pretty, she's squirmin' so cutely, my pretty baby, my needy little mochi, her pussy's always so creamy and warm and messy, god, i miss it right now."
"shit...stop talking like that, you're gettin' me flustered, should i-"
"s-sugu, please, keep going," you so politely ask. it's unbearable how cute you are, it's taking everything in him to keep being nice, to keep treating your cunt nicely. he knows satoru is mean and practically bullies your pretty slit almost every day, but he wants to be the nice one, the one who you go to when your 'toru' is being too mean. yet, you're making it so fucking hard when you look at him with lidded eyes that beg him to be rougher with you...
but he knows he's done for when satoru whispers something in your ear that has your eyes fluttering a bit and gets a pretty little gasp from you. those gorgeous eyes—oh, do you have little tears in them too?—connect with his and he's fucked.
"s-suguuu, please," you coo to him, moving your legs to hook over his shoulders and pull him closer to the apex of your thighs. "i need your mouth on my pussy r-really bad, please don't tease me." you take a pause and squeeze your eyes shut, whining a little as satoru coos for you to keep going. "g-give my...my messy cunt attention, suguru..."
suguru shakily sighs and the next thing you know, his mouth is smushed against your pussy, his tongue hungrily swirling against your clit as his hands grab onto the fat of your thighs. he doesn't know what gojo told you in order to hear you say that, but he's silently thanking him as he messily sucks and slurps at your juicy cunt.
it's so hot, all it takes is a few swipes of his tongue and you're gushing everywhere. suguru lowers his head to dip into your hole and he moans. he missed this, missed the sweet taste of your juices on his tongue as you squirmed and moaned for him, your boyfriend's best friend.
"fuck, i-i can hear how wet she is," comes satoru's pitiful whine, his hand dipping down to swipe at your clit as suguru focused on lapping up everything that dripped out of you. "lemme help, lemme help, wanna help you get her creamy, sugu." the feeling of suguru groaning into your puffy folds has you keening, arching your back against satoru's chest. oh, he's in heaven watching you both. "yeah, you didn't know she could cream, didya? put your fingers in her, sugu, put 'em in that sticky little pussy 'n' angle up."
reluctantly pulling his mouth off you with a wet sound, suguru slips two of his fingers in you. he doesn't miss the cry of his name, but he really doesn't miss the delirious giggle and moan when he angles his fingers up, rubbing against that spongy spot.
"f-fuck, she's dripping..."
"go on, fuck her with your fingers, you know you wanna see her make a mess. make her fucking cream, suguru, get her prepped. maybe t'day she'll let you put it in...oh, based on your face, she just clenched on your fingers, yeah?"
his fingers are still swirling around your clit, his other coming down to press on your abdomen. he can hear you getting wetter, your little whimpers turning to moans as you slur their names desperately. he wants you to lose all thoughts, only able to think about him and suguru...yeah, he wants you all soft and sweet so he and his best friend can try and slip into those warm, slick walls.
"mmn...she's really creaming...god, pretty girl, can you cum for me? i wanna see you cum on my fingers. satoru, move your fingers, the poor thing needs my mouth on her."
"hmmm, suddenly you know what she needs? ehehehe, you're learninggg, suguruuuu!" if you had turned to look at satoru, you'd see the charged look in his eye, blue eyes practically glowing with insanity. his hand grabs a fistful of suguru's hair and pulls his face directly into your cunt, unable to handle any more of this. he wanted to see you cum on suguru's face.
"c'mon, c'mon, kiss it, suguru, make it messy for the both of us. mmh, fuck, listen to you making out with her pussy, s' wet and sticky, isn't it? oohmygod, both of you sound so good, she's gonna cum, sugu, she's gonna cum in your mouth...fuck, i love you both so much, can't wait to see you both fucking each other."
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luckystorein22 · 1 year
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httpswstef · 3 months
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HEADCANONS & love and deepspace boys♡
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warning : f!reader, just pure fluff, anyone can read. ☆
words count : 2652.
characters : rafayel, zayne, xavier, caleb.
stefie : hi! sorry if i have mistakes : ( hope u like it!
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rafayel !
the most playful little guy in the world! will literally do anything you want just to see your wonderful smile and hear your beautiful laugh! he is truly willing to go to great lengths, it makes no difference to him what exactly.
he will stare at you all the time, just because he likes it so much and you can't do anything about it, he is fascinated by you and he wants to watch your beauty at any moment. you are the truest angel for him, how should he get away from you? that's right, he doesn't.
he loves to stroke your cheeks with the pad of his thumb and look into your gaze, he tries to find something there but love and care for him.
like a ritual for a happy day - kissing your eyes and pressing his nose against yours and trying to make your breathing the same.
the boy literally wants to become one with you. to become your heart, air and soul (in the best and most adequate sense). and he doesn't want to let you go anywhere else, rafael is afraid that someday you might find someone better, though he guffaws about it, but will you find someone more perfect than him? no.
he's a very gentle kisser! he has such soft lips that you just want to kiss every second, and he can't help himself when he sees you and immediately tries to snuggle up to your sweet lips, makes a very hurt look if you don't kiss him, makes his trademark pouty face and waits for your apology. he's such a meow.
but also, he loves to cuddle! i'm sure that he is very warm and can warm you up at any moment if you ask, and you don't have to ask, he will realize it himself! because he is sticking to you 25/8 to share this warm energy and his love with you, gently stroking you with his palm and leaving air kisses all over your body, you will not be able to resist him 110%.
he likes to just lie next to you and talk about anything or be silent, rafayel doesn't care, the main thing is that you are close and safe next to him.
i think he gets jealous sometimes. you are his treasure and his most important love, he trusts you all his life, but raf can't trust other men when they look at you as their prey. He'd rather spend the night in the police station than let one of those idiots touch you, i mean it.
if you sleep next to him, there's a 100% chance rafael is sleeping on top of you, and you're trying to get out of his grip and he's squeezing harder.
he will never raise his voice at you, and if he does, it will be by accident. he'll be on his knees begging you to forgive him and not leave him. will apologize for another ten years to let you know that he's really sorry and he'll never do it again, because he loves you infinitely more.
you're his biggest muse and his only muse. he'll make an exhibition of paintings with only you in them. you. rafayel wants people to know who helped him achieve such a beautiful inspiration, he tried as hard as he could, he painted his paintings daily and didn't miss a single second, he spent a lot of time but it was worth it, because you were crazy about the paintings! smiled, laughed and cried so hard with love for him, it broke rafayel's heart. this is his number one exhibition and the one where he captured his life, his air and his one and only love.
his love languages are spending time together and physical contact! he wants to hold you close and not let you go, kiss or touch you in every way possible, warm you and love you with his love and he is endlessly happy when you spend time with him like this, play with his hair and draw with him, raf will be over the moon!
will call you baby and his love absolutely always! because it's true. once you get into a relationship, he'll already use nicknames, he doesn't care, you're his favorite and that's it. 💅
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zayne !
zayne is the most protective type of guy! he always wants to know that you're okay and you don't have any problems, and if you do, please tell him and he'll drop everything to rush over to you and protect you, help you and make you happy. it might have something to do with his profession, but either way, zayne just loves you beyond belief and wouldn't get over the moment if something happened to you.
already he wants to live together with you and come to your house, hugging you around the waist and kissing your shoulder. he wants to feel your warmth and let go of all the problems, bad moods and anger just by being near you and inhaling your scent.
he doesn't care if you work or not, he will pay for you everywhere and that's the truth! zayne wants to give you everything in this world, to make you happy and look at things while remembering your favorite guy, it will warm zayne's heart more than anything!
the most gentle and careful boy! sweetly holding your waist and stroking you a little while he listens with a smile on his face as you tell him something, he is so in love with you :( this may sound selfish, but zayne doesn't care who you are sitting with, he only wants to listen to you and look at you.
he has the most wonderful kisses. zayne kisses you with all the passion he has set aside for such a wonderful and intimate moment between you, he takes his time with you. gently he settles his hands on your cheeks and brushes his hands against your plump lips, savoring such a wonderful taste of love between you, trying to pull away every now and then so you can breathe a little, but he just can't, he wants to kiss you every second and never let go of those beautiful lips. will probably bite you a little if he's in a playful mood so he can kiss those spots on your lips afterward. 🫢
if we're talking about cuddling, it's one of zayne's favorite things to do. as much as he loves kissing you, feeling your warmth is so much more important to him. he can feel your pulse beating out his name and he smiles like a cat. just feeling you near gives him the best hope in the world and the fact that he's willing to fight every day just to keep you warm.
if you sleep next to him, zayne holds you very gently and sniffles softly in your ears. only with you can he sleep so soundly that he probably won't hear alarm clocks, he'll be late, but he'll kiss you and tell you how glad he is to have you in his life.
he'll text you throughout the day to see how you're feeling and if you want to visit him, and if zayne is more or less free, he'll have lunch with you!
he's not the jealous type. zaynehas confidence in you and in the fact that you'll never hurt him - that's enough. and if anyone starts thinking he has a chance with you, clearly he'll fly off to another galaxy.
he might come in upset from work sometimes and start ignoring you, just because he doesn't want to snap and say rude words in your direction, because he knows you don't deserve that. Kiss him on the forehead and tell him how much you love him - zayne will definitely cry and lay on your chest while you gently stroke his hair. he's such a baby.
his love languages are words and actions! i'm 100% sure of it. zayne shows his love for you through actions and doesn't mind telling the world about his endless love for just you. ( he's already planning to marry you and picking out a ring, hehe.)
will call you angel and baby! the cutest nicknames and only for you. he calls you that everywhere he goes and doesn't care about the stares of the people around him. you have the sweetest love! 🥺
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xavier !
the smallest baby of all! literally the embodiment of love, sunshine and all that is purest. xavier has the most tender feelings for you, which he kept especially for you, protecting them from stares and dirty hands, just so you could see what a beautiful love he has for you.
i also think he's one of the most romantic guys. He thinks out every date so that you will definitely like it, makes a plan and then goes to you to ask for your opinion, the only one he will listen to. 🫢
but also, he'll also be happy to just sit at home with you, talking about different topics and cuddling until the wee hours of the morning on the couch while some movie is playing in the background. xavier will look at you with a look full of love, you lit a spark in him and only thanks to you it is always with him.
despite the fact that xavier seems too sweet and kind, he also has his dark side as a hunter, he will not be afraid to stand up for you at any moment, no matter what they do to him - he doesn't care. after all, you trusted him and trusted your heart, now he will always protect you from the evil in this world. you deserve nothing but heaven and all the beautiful things in it.
i would say xavier is the type of guy who loves hugs much more than kisses, just feeling your heartbeat and breathing - makes him happier than ever. him holding you close and stroking you with his palm while his other hand goes through your hair is something much more than just love, it's a special intimacy, keep it.
speaking of kissing though, xavier loves kissing your cheeks and hands! his most favorite places and the ones he once kissed for the first time, they are precious to him and so he dare not leave them without his special love. his lips are VERY soft, even too soft! the ones you want to kiss every second of the day. 😭 before nestling his lips on yours, xavier runs his finger along your cheeks and is sure to whisper sweet words, im sure!
i think he's jealous, sometimes too jealous. he's just afraid you'll leave him or find someone better. ☹️ seriously, the boy is ready to fight for you with anyone, just so you can feel his endless love. but don't worry, he will never blame you or fight with you, xavier is beyond that, he will just get over it and come running to you for a cuddle afterward!
and based on that, xavier is not a fan of fighting, just like the rest of the guys. he is a sweet baby and wants you to have a loving relationship with him and no aggression.
xavier loves to sleep next to you, because it's so peaceful and he knows that you are absolutely fine. covering you with his warm blanket and pulling you even closer to him! trying to put you together like a puzzle and kisses you softly behind your ear and then kisses your neck to let you know that xavier is there for you and always will be.
he will cook for you! even if he doesn't know how to cook, he will learn how to cook so that he can delight you every day with his masterpieces and see your smile after his incredibly tasty dishes.
like i said before, xavier is the most tactile baby of all, so his primary love language is physical contact! he loves snuggling with you, he loves cuddling, he loves stroking you, he loves when you sit on his lap, he loves when you braid his hair, he is just crazy about the way your bodies interact and the warmth you give each other. and another love language is support! you are his best and most loyal friend, he will trust you with all his secrets and more. xavier also wants to be your source of energy for the whole day, support you when you are in a bad mood and want to cry, or when you want to be alone, but he will still check in on you from time to time to make sure you are okay.
calling you all kinds of cute nicknames! he has no favorites, to him you are a baby, toddler, baby girl, little girl, princess, kitten, bear and everything in between. he is too sweet and wants you to know how beautiful you are in his eyes and what a gorgeous girl you are!
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caleb !
my baby caleb! the most favorite of all and the one I myself would do anything for and protect him from any evil. 🥺 he has got all types of softie guys in him and is loving, and protective, and sweet, and hot! he is literally everything, i can say you won the lottery if you accepted his love, because caleb will give you the ultimate paradise with soft clouds, heartfelt confessions and with your most favorite fruits! my boy is the most loving and so he will do the best for his angel.
plus, he is the ultimate jokester! when caleb is around you, he always tries to make a joke somehow to make you smile sunny and then tickle you and hear your laughter that will make caleb himself laugh to tears.
caleb just walks up to you and rests his head on top of yours and follows you around like a lost child. 😭 i swear, if you walk downtown together, he'll probably cling to you so he doesn't lose sight of you (he's afraid of losing you.)
he also loves to eat and so he always wants to take you to different places he likes and treat you to something yummy for how well you did! (even if you didn't do anything.)
he's not jealous at all because he's confident in your relationship and won't let anyone ruin it. your harmony and your love is far above anything in his life, he is ready to keep it in his soul forever and even in death he will love you with his tender love. even if caleb notices someone trying to hit on you, he knows that person will get nothing, because you are only loyal to your gorgeous boyfriend and no one else. he will also make sure to stand up for you and tell the person to go elsewhere and leave you alone.
will introduce you to his grandmother without fail! he loves you both dearly and is confident that you will get along and find common ground, making caleb the happiest guy on this planet!
and how he loves to kiss you! very hard, but at the same time too tender! for caleb, all of you, beautiful and wonderful, all the parts of your body that he wants to kiss and give all his love! he presses his palms to your face and gazes into your eyes, mentally asking for your permission and only then does he kiss you, not allowing you to inhale and continuing to kiss you as his hands travel up and down your body. it's like you're the only thing alive to him in this world, and even though you are. 🫢
he has the tightest hugs and that's a fact. a hug that brings you back to the brightest place and protects you from every evil in this world while caleb quietly sings your favorite song to you, bringing tears to your eyes. he loves cuddling on your bed where he immediately and falls asleep on your chest.
he loves sleeping with you and waking up with you, as he feels your breath on his skin and smiles again, kissing your face and thinking he wants to wake up like that for the rest of his life. most likely he will sleep on top of you. 🫠 but no one minds because caleb is very warm and will replace any blanket for you!
never quarrels with you and doesn't care what others say. he listens to you and takes your side and then is completely calm to make his point. caleb cherishes you incredibly much and doesn't want to fight about anything, it's useless and too sad, and our baby boy always wants to make you happy.
so, love languages, what are his? most likely the most standard set of love: words, actions, support, and time together. that's what makes caleb happy and you don't have to pick one thing. he speaks many words of love that are absolutely true. always hugs you and kisses you at every moment to see the dimples on your cheeks. supports you in your toughest moments, tears you up when you're sad. and to top it all off, spends almost all of his time with you and wants to capture all the highlights of your life.
he calls you his baby girl and princess! after all, you deserve it. let's just say he's been calling you nicknames since day one of your relationship, he doesn't care. 😭 caleb loves it when you get embarrassed and try to look away, but he catches your chin with his finger and turns you around for a kiss gently purring "baby girl."
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potionpeddlerpatchy · 11 months
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Whenever Bakugou comes to wake you up, choosing to do it instead of letting you use an alarm, he always smiles so softly when you blink your bleary eyes open and the first thing you hear is "there's my girl"
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spaceman-mm · 2 years
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An easy way to save your nerves
Don't try to change people. Don't waste time arguing with those who disagree. You will lose a bunch of neurons before you understand the simple truth.
Your interlocutor has come a long way in the formation of beliefs. He does not just voice his position - this was preceded by a ton of processed information. Exactly the same as yours.
Therefore, if the subject of the dispute is not significant, just absorb the negative and move away - do really important things.
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the-succubabe · 2 years
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my For You🔮 page is fucked! why is it showing me thinspo things like hella triggering things. I haven’t searched that shit since 2012 get outta here with that rubbish bro where is my nerdy stuff???
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fcthots · 4 months
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no thoughts, just the idea of jason grabbing and holding our hands while he’s literally in our guts— i need this man carnally ‼️
- 🔮 (i havent been here in so long i literally forgot which emoji i was 😭)
i missed you, Non!!!
Looking at him makes me need to chew on wood
He lets out the out the most unholy moan you've ever heard, if you can even call it that. It's somewhere between a pant, a whine, and a moan. You swear you can feel it in his dick. Other than him, the only other sound that draws your attention is the slapping of his body against yours.
He feels good, hitting just the right spots and fast. from the angle you're at, your forehead slides against his collarbone and shoulder. You can't help but watch him slide in and out of you. That is, until he speeds up more. It adds just the right amount of pleasure until you're sure you're about to cum. Your head falls back against the pillows he left behind you, always making sure you're comfortable. Your fingers twist into the sheets in anticipation.
"Wait," he pants. "Come here." His hand reaches for yours as a whine slips out past his lips. He intertwines your fingers together and squeezes.
Bonus:
"Let's do it together, baby. You ready?"
You nod.
"Three." His hips slam harder than they have all night and you swear you're seeing stars.
"Two." You moan without inhibition, unable to think. All that exists in the moment is what is on your bed.
"One." His hand squeezes yours.
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moonlightwonie · 7 months
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Can I please request something with bang chan?
You've been trapped by his presence and he won't let you go and you're losing the spark in your eyes and chan doesn't know what to do.
So he tries to fuck his love unto you.
'Tell me how to make you happy?', 'tell me what I need to do for you to love me'
TW: ANGST & SMUT, NSFW 18+, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT‼️
bf!bangchan x gn reader || word count: 1.3k
angst, crying, dirty talk, spit, choking, kind of toxic tbh (oops) i wrote a lot, so prepare yourself 🫣
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꧁ MAKE YOU FEEL MY LOVE꧂
☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ 🔮 ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★
you and chan had been dating for a little over a year now, from the moment you two started dating, you had always spent so much time together. whenever you weren’t together it was only because of work or day to day activities, where you absolutely couldn’t be together. he’d always showed you and told you how much he loved you from the beginning, which was a little overwhelming to you at first, but you were still attracted to him and loved being around him. you could tell that he was a special guy, you just needed some time to get comfortable and let yourself fall for him.
as time went on, you just felt the spark kind of dying out, atleast on your end. you loved chan, but whenever it came down to anything intimate, you just weren’t feeling any… electricity; and that really bugged you, because how could you not be sexually attracted to him?? he’s handsome, has a big heart, a wicked sense of humor, and he treated you like a queen. he was a total sweetheart, you were his whole world. his top most priority was making you feel happy and loved. you couldn’t keep going on like this, how could you lead him on any further? you didn’t want to hurt him, you did love him after all, you just weren’t feeling that spark anymore.
once he got home from practice, you were immediately greeted with a big, bright smile and open arms, “heyy, baby!! c’mere, i missed you” he said as you walked over to him and gave him a small hug, which was nothing compared to the giant bear hug he gave you. “chris, we have to talk… it’s important” you muttered as you nervous bit on your lip, averting your gaze to the floor as you tried to calm your nerves.
the cheeriness and joy in his eyes quickly turned to worry and concern, taking your hands in his as he looked at you with a small frown. “w-what is it, y/n? is something wrong?” he’d ask you, making you shake your head and walk him over to the couch. “i don’t know how to say this… but… uh, well…” you’d start saying before looking up into his eyes, seeing the anxiety plastered on his face.
“it’s okay, it’s okay… just.. just say it, love” he muttered softly as he fought some tears in his eyes. because deep down he had a feeling of where this conversation was going. he could feel the difference in how you looked at him, the hesitation whenever he’d go to hold your hand, whenever he kissed you or when you two had sex, everything just felt off.
you sighed softly at his words and shook your head, “i.. chris, you’re such a good guy.. and you have always treated me so so well” you started to say, “but i just… i don’t think i have feelings for you anymore… i love you, just… just not like-“ you were cut off by your boyfriend, “just not what? like a boyfriend?? is that it?” he covered his mouth, tears boiling in his eyes as he tried to form proper sentences through the hurt, “how long have you felt this way? is it something i said or did? is something i didn’t do???”.
“no no no, baby, it’s nothing that you did.. it’s just-“ you went to wipe his tears, but he shook his head and gently pushed your hands away. “is it because of my schedule? i’ll drop everything if it means making you stay.. i’ll do anything for you to stay, absolutely anything for you to love me!! just tell me, y/n, what do i have to do for you to love me??” he asked as he fell to his knees infront of you. “do i not please you good enough? b-because i can do better, yeah.. i can be better for you and make you feel good, is that what you want, baby??” he asked eagerly as he bit his lip whilst looking into your eyes, tears filled in his own as he gently caressed your knees, “please?”.
fuck. you had no words. god, you hated yourself for this. you had this precious man literally crying on his knees, begging for you to love him. why couldn’t you just be normal and fall for him? fuck. you hated it whenever chan would cry, especially knowing it was because of you. “chris, it’s not that easy.. it’s not like that” you’d tell him as you wiped away his tears, “well can’t i atleast try? do you know how much this kills me? i just want you to love me” he sniffled whilst tilting his head, “please, please let me show you how much i love you? maybe i can make you love me, one way or another, i don’t care”.
you sighed heavily before nodding and caving into his words, sniffling at your own tears as you looked down into his eyes. “o-okay, channie… just please don’t cry” you said before you were interrupted by a sudden kiss to your lips. he cupped your face and pulled you in closer, kissing you deeply as he began untying his sweatpants. you had to admit, you didn’t mind having sex with him, you just didn’t feel the emotional elements of it with him… or maybe just not as deeply as him.
one thing lead to another, the two of you had been lying on the same couch you’d both been crying on, feeling him split you open with his cock and hold your hips in place. you couldn’t help but moan and mutter his name, he’d been making you feel so good, after all. “y-ya like that, baby? does.. hmm, does that feel good?” he’d asked you as he leaned down to kiss and suck on your neck, “do you see how much i love you? how much i’m willing to prove my love for you?” he muttered against your salty skin. you didn’t know what to say, you had already been feeling all fucked out AND he was making you feel good, but you still felt so guilty, because you knew this wouldn’t change anything, and yet here you were letting him use your body like this.
“tell me you love me, baby.. p-please? please just tell me once?” he begged as he looked deep into your eyes, making you sigh and throw your head back, “i… i.. i can’t” you said through your moans, feeling a pit in your stomach as you cursed yourself. “w-what?” he asked with wide eyes, slowing down his movements as he looked into your eyes. “just tell me what i have to do to make you happy… tell me what the fuck i need to do in order to make you love me, y/n?” he said as he unintentionally tightened his grip on your hips, feeling frustrated.
as strange as it may sound, you rarely ever heard him swear, so it you found it a little hot when you heard him say ‘fuck’ and hold your hips so mean. you felt a little tickle in your stomach as you bit your lip. you were so used to your boyfriend being so gentle with you and being afraid to hurt you, but right now all you wanted was him to take out his hurt and stress onto you and manhandle you. “can you.. b-be a little rougher? i can take it.. just don’t be gentle” you said softly as you felt your cheeks heat up, “i’ll use the safeword if i want you to stop”.
chan was taken a little aback by what you had asked of him. he was certainly surprised, but lord knows he’d do absolutely anything to make you happy and to love him, so he did just as you asked. he picked up the pace of his movements and began pounding in and out of you at an almost animalistic rate whilst you wore his hand around your neck like the prettiest choker you’d ever worn. “do you like being treated like a filthy whore, baby? is that all it takes for you?” he snarled at you as he forced your mouth open and spit into it. he grinned widely when he seen your eyes light up.
you couldn’t contain yourself, you were tugging at his wavy locks and screaming so loud for him, he’d never made you feel this good before- no one had. “d-don’t stop… please, daddy” you begged him desperately, the nickname you referred to him as only encouraged him to go harder, “feels so good”. not too long after, you both finally finished and rode out your highs. shit, you were seeing stars and could barely think straight. but one thing was for sure, not being treated like you were something fragile for once made you feel something, for sure. who knew all it took was for your boyfriend to treat you like a whore every now and then? <3333
☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★ 🔮 ☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★
i hope you enjoyed that, i apologize if that wasn’t you had in mind! i hope you guys liked it hehe<333
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osddid-i-do-that · 5 days
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Shoutout to all the hosts who thought arguing with the guys in your head was a normal way of “thinking about things” 😭
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moving-to-dreamwinged · 4 months
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genuinely if u woke up one morning and ur f/o was real / beside u what would you do. i hate to say this but i think i’d freak out abt it … probably sit there for a good 20min until he woke up then be like O__O heeeyyy…. heeeyy what the hell… then you know. hug kiss etc but idk its sooo silly. i like to think of these things
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EYES DON'T LIE — choso kamo [chapter nine]
description: in which a girl unwittingly becomes involved with a handsome stranger in a club, oblivious to his true identity of being in a famous boyband… OR in which you and Choso must conceal your secret meetings from your friends and his bandmates, especially from his younger brother and your best friend, Yuji.
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warnings: nsfw near the end. sexual tension. choso’s a flirt.
notes: last chapter for now as i will be taking a break for my exams for a week or two. i'll update again if i have time but please be patient and wait for the comeback lol.
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You didn’t even attempt to get off at your stop; instead, you waited for the next one to come by before realizing you were heading to his and Yuji’s home with an anxious heart. Still clad in your work uniform, you made it up the steps with a boost of confidence, only to crumble at the sight of the front door.
Your heart pounded in your chest as you hesitated to ring the doorbell. You knew Yuji wasn’t home today; he had informed you over text that he was watching a late-night basketball game with Toge and Megumi.
You kept pacing, your purse swinging against your side with each agitated step, thoughts swirling in your head about how to approach this. What if he didn't want to see you? What if your theory about his confession was wrong? What if he rejected your attempts?
But before you could overthink it any further, you took a deep breath and rang the bell.
A few seconds passed, and you found yourself second-guessing your decision. “Fuck, this was a bad idea. I should go —”
Before you could even attempt to bolt, the door swung open, revealing Choso standing on the other side... shirtless, his expression a mix of surprise and confusion.
"Hey," He said, his voice soft and welcoming. "I wasn't expecting to see you. Uh, Yuji’s not home —"
You bit your lip nervously, unsure of how to begin, struggling to keep your eyes from wandering to his naked chest. "Uh, I know. I’m actually here to see you… can I come in?" You confessed, your voice barely above a whisper.
Choso’s eyes widened, clearly not expecting that, before nodding quickly to let you in. Stepping into the home, you felt your anxiety ease slightly as the atmosphere was always cozy and inviting. The comforting scent of incense filled the air, and the soft glow of the television in the living room added to the peaceful ambiance, always welcoming you.
"Take a seat. Uh, let me go grab a shirt," He murmured, realizing he wasn't dressed properly in front of a lady, before rushing back to his room.
You nodded and sat on the couch, wringing your hands together as you tried to gather your thoughts. A few seconds later, Choso came down the stairs, this time wearing a gray sweater. You felt a tiny bit disappointed, but his presence beside you was calming and reassuring for some odd reason.
He cleared his throat, his hands fidgeting slightly. “Do you want anything to eat or drink…?”
You shook your head, a small smile present on your lips from his offer. “I’m okay, thank you though.”
Choso nodded, his gaze flickering around the room for a bit before taking a seat on the couch beside you, his eyes back on you as he waited for your reason for showing up.
Shit, this is a bit awkward, you cried inwardly.
“I’m sorry for coming here unannounced. I didn’t have your number, and Yuji told me you would be home today… so yeah,” You rambled a bit, your voice trembling slightly from the nerves.
Choso looked at you, concern evident in his expression. “I understand. What's on your mind?”
You took a deep breath, steeling yourself for what you were about to reveal. “It’s about that interview… the one your group did yesterday,” You began, your words tumbling out in a rush. “I watched it last night. I didn’t really expect you guys to show up randomly on my TV.”
You let out an airy laugh, the nerves kicking in much harder as you rambled. However, Choso let out a small chuckle at your joke, helping to ease the tension.
You continued, “I don’t know if I’m overthinking it but… what you said about the future girls of your dreams,”
He listened quietly, his expression unreadable in your eyes. 
“Was that about… me?” You felt somewhat embarrassed asking him this. “I—I mean like, uh, you know —“
Choso reached out and took your hand in his, his touch gentle and comforting. You slightly flinched at the familiar coldness of his hands enveloping yours, glancing down as you grappled with your true feelings for the man in front of you. Was it desire or something else?
“If that’s what you’re asking, then, yes, it was,” Choso confirmed, observing your face heat up at his direct tone.
I was right then… But why?
Seeking reassurance from his comforting touch, you gathered the confidence needed to be more direct. It was now or never.
“So, about that and never forgetting that moment… why did you say that on live television?” You didn’t quite grasp that part; why confess something so personal and than swiftly change the subject?
Choso rubbed his thumb against the back of your hand, his eyes flickering between yours with a palpable tension.
“I know you’d come that way,” He stated, his desire for you evident in his expression.
Your mouth parted, caught off guard by his response, especially his indication of wanting something more. Yet, deep down, you understood. The tension between you had been palpable, evident whenever your eyes met or during natural conversations like the one in the kitchen a few days prior. However, you couldn't comprehend how he could be okay with this, knowing that you were Yuji’s best friend.
Choso waited patiently for your response, sensing the conflict within you. He didn’t want to pressure you; instead, he simply wanted to express how he felt, true to the promise you both made not to hide anything.
He sighed. "I know this may be too much, especially given the circumstances we're under. I just thought you should know... but I understand the promise we made,"
“I don’t regret it.”
You tightened your grip around his hand, lifting your head to convey the depth of emotions stirred by his words. Choso looked puzzled, unsure of your intentions.
"The night of the party, you said you didn’t regret it even after knowing who I was… I feel the same way,” You confessed, glancing down at your intertwined hands.
“I just didn’t know if it was right to admit that too, especially knowing that I was keeping this secret from Yuji. But no matter how many times I try to push it away… I’ve been feeling different about what happened between us.”
You pushed past the boundary you both promised not to break, unable to retract the words you'd been struggling to admit. Quickly turning your head to focus on the television channel, you couldn't bring yourself to meet his intense gaze any longer, feeling shy after your confession.
But earlier, you had told yourself to move on from this, yet now you were doing the opposite.
Suddenly, two fingers gently pressed underneath your chin, tilting your head upward to meet his eyes once more. This time, you could see a hint of yearning in his gaze, causing your body to feel much warmer than before.
Choso tilted his head, studying your features intently as your lips parted, the minimal distance between you now barely existent. You caught the sly glance he made at your parted lips before he returned his focus to your eyes, thinking you wouldn’t notice.
"Tell me what you want," He voiced, his fingers still holding your face to ensure you wouldn’t look away from him again.
You gulped quietly, the sound of the television fading into the background as your beating heart became the only thing you could hear. The way he was speaking to you was causing you to fumble over what was right and wrong, and right now, what you both were instigating definitely went against what your mind was shouting.
Yet, despite the internal conflict, your body leaned further into his touch.
What do I truly desire?
“I—” Another glance was made towards the movement of licking your lips. You could feel the distance decreasing with each passing second as you spoke, your breathing erratic and your heart beating faster than you thought it could handle.
“I want you, Choso.”
His eyes darkened, humming with interest. "Do you?"
"Yes," You breathed out, the words barely audible in the tense air.
You could feel his breath against your lips, your mind blanking on what could happen if you just moved a bit closer. Your body was pushing for the lust and desire of what you craved, yet your mind stayed focused on the first task you wanted to handle.
"I just don't want to lose my friendship with Yuji," You admitted, ensuring that you both understood the potential consequences your actions could cause if you were caught.
"You won't," Choso stated firmly, squeezing your hand reassuringly with the other. "Your friendship with Yuji is strong, and it can withstand anything. And as for us... well, whatever happens, I'll be here to help."
You knew what this meant and quickly agreed to it inwardly, your body's needs overpowering your subconscious. Leaning closer to him, you placed a hand on his thigh as you both stared at each other with the same craving.
"Then tell me, what do you want?" You asked sensually, your eyes heavy-lidded as you raised a hand higher to place it against his chest, just like the first time.
The priorities of Yuji and the promises made earlier were no longer a concern for either of you. Instead, you both focused on the matter at hand, anticipation causing your thighs to press together.
Choso's eyes narrowed, his skin flaring up from the way you stared at him with such need through your seductive eyes, your body flush against his. Unable to resist any longer, he gave in to your temptations.
“I wanted you the moment I laid eyes on you again, pretty girl.”
Your body burning from his lewd words, morals thrown out the door, you leaned up higher and smashed your lips against his. All signs and chances of pushing him away faded from your mind as you focused on the feeling of his wet lips molded against your own.
The kiss poured out the bottled-up passion and thirst you both held in since you laid eyes upon one another weeks ago, each longing to recreate those moments of ecstasy you experienced. His lips hungrily kissed yours, his hands lowering to grip your waist with tension before pushing you to sit on his lap. You could already feel his excitement growing underneath your uniform skirt, your underwear pressed against his bulge as the clothes were the only thing blocking any further contact.
Kissing each other deeply, you both parted to catch your breath, heavy breathing mixing between the two of you for a few seconds. Then, he moved again to kiss you even harder than before, not allowing the chance for second thoughts on the decision you both made to linger.
You retracted your earlier words, succumbing to the allure of his burning touch. You never wanted this feeling to end, despite the secrecy of it all, as you found yourself once again engaging in a forbidden affair with your best friend's brother. Unlike the first time, you didn't have an excuse for this encounter.
As his hands slid underneath your shirt to reveal your bra, the front door opened loudly, and a voice rang throughout the house, causing both of you to immediately part lips. Eyes widened and hearts dropped as you recognized who it was.
"Big bro, I’m home!" came the familiar voice, shattering the intimate moment and filling the room with unease.
Yuji was home.
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⇽ chapter eight | chapter ten ⇾
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© 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐥𝐮𝐯 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒
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httpswstef · 3 months
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《 if you go i'll stay you come back i'll be right here. 》
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warning : none 🥺 fluff, u might cry a little bit, pure love between rafael and reader ♡
synopsis : rafayel promised to love you forever and he always keep his primises.
words count : 1555.
characters : rafayel.
stefie : hi hello my babies ! ! this my first fic for rafael, sorry if i have any mistakes.
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Rafayel had never thought that there would be such a peaceful moment in his life, where he would be able to let go of everything and just breathe the pure air, enjoying the beauty of the world reflected in his flawless eyes. It all seemed like a pipe dream that he had at a very young age, when he first met you and felt your whole soul, it was as if he saw your life together and what you would experience with him: all the hardships, happiness, love and tears. Rafayel may be the ultimate fool, but he is your fool and he doesn't need anyone else. You made his world the brightest colors and gave him a happiness he never dreamed of.
You looked at him only with eyes of love, so pure and kind, it seemed to Rafayel as if you were an angel, a real angel! As if you had a nimbus on your head, and you were a fragile vase that he could break in seconds if he touched you with his delicate fingertips, so he only looked at you, only watched and studied you, found only good and wonderful things that made him fall in love more and more, with every breath wanting to love only you in this life: to tie this life to you and only you, to listen to the beating of your heart every day and how tenderly you call him "Raf", it really fascinated him more than anything else. He wanted to hold only your palms, look only into your eyes and thank the universe for you, Rafayel... wanted to kiss only your lips, putting everything he had left into the kiss. He must have been so selfish to other people, but he didn't care, as long as you were around, he would be anything.
You were his dawn after nightmares, the May air after rain, the song he cried his throat out to and his soul mate, holding Rafayel's heart in your hands as if you were controlling his breath and life all at once, is that so... perfect?
Yeah, it's really perfect.
To find someone like you and to receive your love, all of it, without a single remnant, to receive your care on the hardest days and your support when there was no strength left to live, but you were there to help him, to help him start living again and to see the good in the world, to show him again the beauty of nature and what was hidden deep, beyond the human eyes that could spoil it. You reached out your hand to him and stayed by his side, even when Rafayel didn't deserve it, when he was lost in himself and silent all the time, not saying what happened and why he was hurting so much, and he didn't know it himself, but he was afraid that you would go away and leave him here, in this empty room that squeezed his throat and cut off his oxygen, killed everything alive inside and any hope in you.
But you stayed — you were with him, even in such a moment, you covered all the monsters and all the worries with your bright light, holding Rafael's hand tightly and not allowing him to fall off the cliff of sadness on which he so suddenly found himself, afraid that he might lose forever, it was tearing him apart completely, but all he wanted for you was happiness, even if he wasn't, even if it was someone else — the main thing was that you were happy and had finally found your paradise.
But he was so wrong. So very wrong. Didn't know much and was lost: he missed your warmth, and he wanted so much.
Rafayel was the best man for you, he was your soulmate, as if you were one and the stars were always bringing you together so that you would not lose your connection, so that you would love each other as much and fight for each other with the same strength, protecting each other from all possible adversities, opening your skeletons in the closet and revealing the worst secrets hidden somewhere at the end of the world, where there is no one, where there is only you and your intertwined fingers, as you once intertwined your heart together, creating your house of love, where there is absolute peace, where Rafayel is no longer afraid, where Rafayel is sure of your love.
Rafayel fell in love with you at first sight and never wanted to lose you again, he would sacrifice his life to see you live and breathe, he would do anything, even give up painting if you asked him to, he is so in love and it is impossible to get rid of it, he wants to keep you close to him all the time, to be charged with your warmth and listen to your honeyed voice, to which he falls asleep and has the most vivid dreams with you: where you are happy.
The first time you met Rafayel in kindergarten, he was so playful, loud and he was everywhere, getting to know everyone and making friends in seconds, he was a kind of sunshine among the frowning clouds: he was your sunshine. From the moment he accidentally bumped into you and caused you to fall, and it was just like in the most romantic movies: a broken knee, a little blood, your upset face because of a little pain and Raf's promise that he would do anything for your forgiveness, but were you angry with him? Probably not. After all, he had been so gentle with you and careful, even though he was a little kid who spoiled himself all the time, but even so he knew he had to save his jokes for another time.
And it was at that moment that Rafayel realized that you were the best person in all the years of his life, he was so young and not so smart enough, he was only a child, but he already wanted to be yours and vowed that for the rest of his days he would hold only your palms and love only you.
For starters, he gave you a ring made of the most common grass and made one for himself to show everyone that you were together now. He shared food with you and always brought you his best toys and even asked his mom to buy you something to see you smile. And his passion for art came from you, because Rafayel wanted to capture you in his paintings, to show the world how lucky he was to have you and that you were the right person for him. For the others, it was just a joke, a childish crush that would end in a few days, and if you knew how much it pissed Rafayel off, how could they say that about his feelings for you? When his love was so sincere, so sincere that no one had ever seen or felt it before. And it pissed me off more than anything that no one saw the seriousness of that love. No one. Except you.
But now Rafayel waits patiently for you to walk down the aisle and let him bind you finally, but with every second he loses any patience he once had, he can't wait to see you now and fall in love again, like in kindergarten. But now you're in a white dress with a veil on your head, and in your hands the most beautiful bouquet of flowers that he himself picked out for you and wouldn't let anyone else do it.
He waits and waits, but the moment he sees your silhouette Rafayel stops breathing and his heart no longer beats, and the others have ceased to have any meaning for him and only you exist, his crystal eyes are filled with love for you and the warmth with which he watches you as you come closer to him and tears begin to slip from his eyes, making his gaze even more puppyish and sweet, the one you first met and the one you remembered for the rest of your life.
Rafayel gently takes your hand and pulls you to stand across from him, listening clearly to his vows, holding the candle in his other hand.
" I once said that I would love you forever, that no one could separate us, but remember their reaction? They laughed, thought it was a joke and just a normal childhood crush, but it wasn't. It's much more than a crush. I want to be with you, I want to be with you. I want to be with you so much and I will be with you. Always, no matter what happens, I won't let us lose each other. Your name will stay with me forever and if that's what it takes, it will be the only name I will ever want to say. I looked into those faces and I couldn't forgive them for not being you and not having your soul. They were strangers and I looked for you in them, time after time hoping to meet your face and I did, and I would give anything for it. It is so beautiful to be loved by you, a man who accepts me with all my faults and loves every bit of my soul. With my hands I will dispel your sorrow and sadness, your cup will never be empty if you let me be your wine, my one and only. "
And the next moment the candle is in your delicate hands, lifting your eyes to Rafael and gazing into his marvelous eyes.
"Rafayel, there are a million reasons why I love you. You make me laugh and smile, you take care of me absolutely always, no matter how bad you feel yourself. You're sweet and so caring. You named all your paintings after me and have an exhibition you named after me too, and it makes me cry more every time. You make me feel protected and loved. But the biggest reason why I love you is because you're the best friend I've ever had."
Rafayel restrains himself with the last of his strength not to flood everything with his tears, you are the only reason he can be so emotional and crying. Your vows made his heart stop for those moments and he could only hear you, only your beautiful voice. Raf takes your hands in his, removing the candle and gently approaches you, leaning down to your face.
"Will you marry me?"
"Yes. Always yes, my only love."
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potionpeddlerpatchy · 1 month
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Crowned Prince Shouto who is so very much in love with you, even if it did take a while to come around after the arranged marriage occurred.
Crowned Prince Shouto whose brow creases and eyes twitch every time people in high court mock how plain you are under hushed breaths.
Crowned Prince Shouto who gets absolutely sloshed at a royal banquet to try and drown his anger when he hears a rumor going around that his marriage is unconsummated due to finding you so repulsive before storming off to find you.
Royal Advisor Izuku who rushes off to try and follow, only to hear a shriek coming from your room. When scrambling to investigate if you're okay he finds his master on his knees absolutely devouring your cunt while your receiving chamber door remains open a crack.
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morwap · 6 months
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𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒 🔮 — HEADCANONS! send this with a concept and i’ll give you headcanons on it
ghostface!regulus that’s just soooo obsessed w reader and wants her all to himself
he watches your every move, a slight move of your pinky and his eyes are back locked on you.
he would notice you get nervous whenever ghostface was brought up, like you were scared people would know you’d let him into your house out of free will.
he made sure you knew he wouldn’t hurt you.
he made sure to wear a distinctive cologne, then when he stuck into your house at night he made sure it was faint but enough so that you could recognize it.
he hated your friends, hated anyone that came around you actually but he never wants to isolate you, he wants to keep you happy.
you knew who you belonged to and he could tell, he’s watch countless of people come up to you and you turn them down while glancing around the whole time.
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ihavemanyhusbands · 14 days
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Putting in a request for a Hannigram x fem reader??? I was thinking along the lines of already established relationships, and while out together, some man/women hits on the reader, and then we get jealous Hannigram 🥰🫠
I mean jealous Hannibal is a given. He dosent like people touching what's his, but he keeps his composure. But Will... oh, Will I think would ne not subtle at allll. Defo some angst but also some hints of smut and fluff
Suddenly meats on the menu that night 💀
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A hot and cold sensation jolted through you as you were startled by your heel suddenly breaking. You stumbled, but an arm caught and steadied you.
"Woah there, that was close," the man who had caught you said. "Are you okay?"
You looked up at him, his kind, nondescript face greeting you with a smile. You smiled back sheepishly, feeling your face heat. It was mortifying enough that your heel had given out, leaving you limping for the rest of the night, but it would've been worse to fall flat on your face in public.
"Thank you so much," you said, relieved even as your heart still raced with adrenaline. "I'm sorry for almost slamming into you."
"Nonsense, I'm glad I caught you," he said, his eyes wandering a little to further take you in. "Can I help you to your seat?"
"Um, if it's not too much trouble, I wouldn't want to impose..."
He chuckled, offering you his arm. "It would be my pleasure to help a beautiful woman such as yourself."
You waved this off and smiled demurely, both accepting the compliment and remaining politely reserved. You didn't want to encourage him, but it was a kindness that you were grateful for.
Your free hand took hold of the railing as you went up the steps toward the balcony seats of the opera house. You led him down the hall, murmuring the seat numbers as you searched for yours.
"Did you come here by yourself?" He asked.
"Oh no, I'm with company. I just needed to use the restroom and insisted they go ahead." you made sure your ring was visible then, so there would be no confusion. "It's in here."
The two of you pivoted, walking into the balcony. Will glanced over his shoulder as he heard you, and he immediately stood up. The sudden movement made Hannibal look back as well, but he remained composed.
"My shoe's broken," you explained, bashfully showing the heel you were holding. You turned to the man who had helped you, inclining your head gratefully. "Thank you so much again. You spared me the humiliation."
He smiled once again, though it was more strained as he was all too aware of the two men nearby. "My pleasure. Impossible to ignore a lovely lady in distress, am I right?"
The question had been directed at Will, who was staring him down, every muscle in his body tense. You noticed his fingers twitching.
"Yes, that's right," he said through gritted teeth. "We've got it from here, though. Thanks."
The man bid you all good night and quickly left, wanting to escape the tense atmosphere. Will reached out a hand for you to help you to your seat.
"See? I told you, I should have stayed and waited for you," he said as you sat down. "I don't like strangers touching you."
"It's not like we knew that would happen. He was just being nice," you said with a shrug, trying to get him with you.
Will grunted and stayed put, still not happy. "By the look on his face when he saw us, I'm not convinced his intentions were totally pure."
You raised an eyebrow and glanced over at Hannibal. "A little help?"
"I'm afraid I have to agree with him on this one," he said, adjusting in his seat so his body faced you.
You glanced at both of them in turn. A part of you was thrilled at their jealousy -- your body knew well what the consequences of this could be -- but at the same time, you just wanted to have a nice night out with them.
"But I'm here now, in one piece, and I'm all yours," you reassured, taking Hannibal's hand and extending your free one towards Will once again. "The show's gonna start soon, come on Will, please sit."
He bowed down to kiss your knuckles, looking at you through his lashes. There was a dark promise in his eyes that made heat pool in your belly. "I will in time, my love, but first, covetous hands must be dealt with."
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