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garoujo · 7 months

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hiiiii !!! what are your thoughts on reader bumping into ex!gojo at a party, after not having seen him for years? his unboxing has taken a toll on me i’m patiently waiting for anyone to write fics for him 🤸🏻‍♀️

✩ ˛˚ . GOJO SATORU — you don’t realise how much your heart still calls for your ex until you see him again, years later.

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ contents! sort of angsty but mostly fluff! ex!boyfie gojo, ex’s to lovers sort of vibe, very much right person wrong time ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! i’m so sorry this took me so long to get to nonnie, i’m also sorry this turned out sad snifle! i wrote it to this song so i blame that! i’m sorry i just had to post for him tonite!

maybe you should’ve just stayed at home, you think despite the way you know you don’t mean it, as you let the drink in your hand swirl around it’s cup a few more minutes longer. it’s lost its bubbles slightly, it’s leaning more towards an hour old— still untouched as you lean yourself against the kitchen counter while your friends catch up around you.

it’s been a while since you’ve seen everyone like this, a few years atleast you’d assume and it was fun, recalling back the memories— the drunken nights and the time you spent together, the seasons you experienced. there’s a sentimental sort of feeling to it all, you realise.

everyone’s different now, not only in looks— in spirit maybe, married and settled down, running their own business or jet setting abroad. your childhood bestfriend is taller, she smiles softer now— maybe it’s the ring on her finger or the love in her life. it suits her.

“hey! you still with us?” she calls to you, just as you hear the apartment door close again— alerting you to more guests despite the way there’s probably around fifteen of you here already. you jolt slightly, sending her a smile before you’re placing down your glass and excusing yourself to the bathroom.

you allow yourself a few breaths to relax before you smile at yourself in the mirror, it’s nice being able to see everyone again— not realising how much you’d missed them and suddenly you realise that you’re so happy to have lived.

you pat yourself on the cheeks as you give yourself a silent little nod, soft sort of smile in place as you push your way through the bathroom door again— maybe a little too determined to seize the night when you send yourself into a hard chest as you clumsily leave the room.

“ah! sorry, are you okay?” you begin as you try to steady yourself but there’s hands there to keep you from falling before you even realise you’re on your way down.

“oh? it’s been so long you’re jumping into my arms already?” familiar, you think as the teasing response sounds smoothly and you can’t help the way your body seems to stiffen at the sound— like instinct. you look up and there’s a warm sort of squeeze on your heart at the crystalline gaze that looks back, cheeky grin in place.

you should’ve expected to see him here after all, gojo satoru had always been a constant in your past, up until a few years ago. he was your now ex-boyfriend after all.

he always had this air that seemed to follow him around — this noble sort of presence but he was even more handsome now, unfortunately. he’d grown a little more in height but he filled it out better now. his hair is longer but his gaze is just as pretty, as breathtaking when it meets yours.

you’re pretty sure if this were a movie there’d be a trail of women at gojo’s feet — back of their hand against their forehead and fawning for his attention.

you can still recall the nights you cried on your kitchen floor for him.

“hey, after all these years, you’re getting shy on me?” you didn’t realise you’d zoned out until you blink up to see gojo looking at you, teasing tone and his long fingers flicking gently at your forehead until you’re sending him a cute frown. he remembers that look all too well.

“no, shutup! i just didnt expect to see you.” you fall back into the dynamic quickly, like he’d never left— both of you parted ways gradually you think. it’s not that the love wasn’t there, but you just felt like your life had taken you down separate paths.

gojo satoru was your right person, wrong time is what you’d tell strangers at parties.

“are you sure? it seems you had an attack planned for my arrival, pretty suspicious i’d say.” he goads, teasing you again and you roll your eyes before you’re shoving playfully at his chest.

“you’re still so annoying.”

“hm? are you just embarrassed i figured you out? did you really think you could catch me off guard with a move like that?” you wish you could say you hate gojo, truly. but it’s been years and instead you realise that it’s quite the opposite, because he’s already got you laughing like you’re both teenagers again.

sometimes you wish you’d known him sooner, even just so you could love him longer than you can now.

“yeah right, i could totally beat you if i tried.” you laugh again, teasing as a cheeky grin settles on your expression and gojo squeezes at your shoulder playfully before you’re both finding yourself returning to the group. but the laughter doesn’t falter.

“you want a beer, satoru?” your friend asks as you both enter the lounge and you cast the snowy haired man to your right a glance before he answers. he won’t take one, he never was a drinker.

“nah, aren’t i fun enough already? it wouldn’t be fair.” he jokes, you all laugh. like old times.

the night continues and you catch yourself looking in your ex boyfriends.. in gojo’s direction a little more frequently than you’d like to admit. but you’re having fun, you realise as you all exchange jokes— even going as far as to pull up videos from your old phones, little vlogs from your days at the beach, shopping trips and more.

you breathe again, nestling back into your place on the couch as the rest of your friends get up to dance to one of your old playlists from a few years ago. you remember it well, like the soundtrack to some coming of age movie.

you allow yourself to look at him once more, to take in the cut of his features— the way his lips still upturn at the corners when he grins and the way he still talks with his hands. you think it’s cute that he still wears his hair down, still doesn’t do the top button of his shirts— you wonder if he still takes four sugars in his coffee.

you feel something twist in your chest with the thought before you look away again. you think it’s embarrassing in a way, the way you’re wanting must show when you look at him. maybe it’s because you already know the feel of his hand on yours or the soft voice he’d always use to call you out of sleep, the taste of his coffee on his lips when he’d kiss you as the sun woke up.

you liked the now, but then you remember how gojo satoru loved you and it’s like you’re aching all over again.

you breathe deep before the couch cushion to your left sinks as someone sits down and you know it’s him when it grounds you.

“you’re not dancing, gojo?” you begin before he can say anything, giggle despite the turmoil in your mind, your heart, and he sends you a soft sort of look before he chuckles.

“oh no, after all those times you told me i was a terrible dancer? it broke my heart so much, i’ll never dance again.” still a drama queen, you think to yourself as you watch him press his palm to his chest — throwing his head back against the back of the couch as he sighs.

“yeah right, you had a great dance partner to level you out back then though.” gojo laughs at that one, nudging his thigh into yours slightly when he does, but neither of you seem to pull away at the touch.

he settles down and you let the silence hang in the space where you both take a breath before he speaks again,

“satoru is fine, you know. i was always satoru to you, no?” gojo questions gently, although still trying to make it more lighthearted than awkward, and you feel the tension leave your shoulders when you exhale.

“okay then, satoru.” comes more naturally than you’d like to admit, but you’re not ashamed of it either when you notice the soft sort of glow in gojo’s eyes when you speak it with fondness.

he looks at you, nods like he’s smug, then pushes himself up to stand. emphasising how tall he is as he sends you a cheeky sort of grin, followed by his arm outstretching to offer you his hand.

“well oh great dance partner, i may need your expertise. you wouldn’t want me to embarrass my handsome self infront of all our old friends, would you?” gojo whines playfully as he bows towards you, free hand on his heart like he’s begging you for his life.. just his pride this time though.

“‘toru..” you begin, a soft sort of breathe and you wonder if he can hear the hope in it— your own hand twitching by your side.

“come on, for old times sake. you said it yourself, i cant dance without my partner there to lead me, right?” gojo satoru had always been terribly convincing, you realise as you recall all the other moments he’d whisked you off into other great things. memories that you still look fondly back on now.

“fine, for old times sake, satoru.” you finally answer before your hand is resting on his, noticing that is palm still feels warm when he pulls you to your feet.

for the love that once was, and the love that remains.

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chao-thicc-hcs · 10 months

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If you don’t want to do this it’s completely fine.

I wonder how tr characters would react when they overstimulation yn sm that she used her safe word 🧍🏻‍♀️🤸🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️ if so, please add sanzu ran baji 🤧🤧👀

a/n: tumblr keeps flagging and labeling my posts, so I will force myself to use "cock", cuz it will deffo be better ☠️

featuring: baji keisukue, sanzu haruchiyo, ran haitani

off to hornyland we go!

↳warning(s): idk

↳ALL CHARACTERS ARE 20+. MINORS DNI

↳reader is afab!

IMPORTANT! ON RAN'S PART, THEY BOTH HAVE TALKED ABOUT THIS BEFORE AND THE READER IS CONSENTING TO THIS!!!!

Baji↷

He was angry today. Much to your own surprise, he wouldn't even soften around you, nor would melt under the way your hands cupped his face and brushed his hair, and he didn't want to talk about his anger. He just wanted to fuck you senseless. And you, of course, didn't mind it.

Shaking under his movements, your eyes almost doing a 360 at how rough he was, your legs felt like giving up and you were on the verge of passing out. Tears were rolling down your cheeks so thick and frequent you could see them dropping on the bedsheets. You were screaming, voice cracking from the amount of pressure you were putting on your vocal chords.

It was all too much, his cock was so immaculately hitting your g-spot, sending waves of pleasure over your entire lower area, his rough hand tugging onto your hair, other one squeezing your hips like you were going to slip away at any second. The bed was shaking, so were you, so was Baji.

-V-vanilla...!- you moaned out, and his movements slowed down. Baji leaned down and whispered in your ear, his eyes filled with worry and his voice softer than before

-Are you okay, dollie? Did I hurt you?

-Ah, no... just...

There was a minute of silence between the two of you as you tried catching your breath and stopping the tears from flowing down. Baji stopped what he was doing and hugged you from behind, placing gentle kisses on your shoulders and massaging your lower abdomen.

-Doll, should we stop here?

-N-no... I was just overstimulated, you were way harsher than usual. I just need a minute to calm down.

-'m sorry...

-Hey, don't stress it, I will be okay, I am calmer now.

Baji nodded and placed you to lay comfortably down once again, inserting his entire length inside of you, making you squirm, still sensitive from before. -'m gonna make you cum now, babydoll, but do tell me if I am too rough again.

-No, be as rough as you can get, my love, I can handle it now.-with your words followed an abrupt increase in his pace, making you arch your back and scratch his back, loud, lewd moans escaping your lips.

-I will make you scream so loud that our neighbors will be knocking on our door.

Sanzu↷

You were supposed to be on a fancy dinner with his gang, chatting and eating inside a lavish restaurant, sitting on a huge, round table with an expensive, velvet tablecloth. Sanzu, however had other plans, and he had you sitting on top of him inside the toilet stall, riding his cock like crazy.

He couldn't take it any longer. How could you wear the sexiest silk dress known to mankind that beautifully hugged your body, emphasizing your tits and ass, and not expect Sanzu to get hard on the spot? Calloused hands roamed around your butt and thighs, wrinkling the once neatly ironed dress you wore, your panties were torn apart and thrown on the ground. Sanzu's face was buried into your tits, sucking and nibbling on them, leaving purple marks and bites, inhaling the remaining scent of your sweet perfume on.

-Just like that, babygirl, gosh - you're taking me so well, you're gonna make me cum so quickly.

He was big, and you barely fit him inside. Your hands were grabbing the fabric of his suit on his shoulders, your lips placed on his forehead, leaving lipstick stains. His thrusts were rough and harsh, the echoes of skin slapping wafting around the bathroom stall. Your hips moved in unison with his, and it felt as if you were seeing stars falling down in front of you. His eyes stared right at yours, smirking and enjoying the way your expressions change with every second he thrusts inside of you.

-M-m, Sanzu... deeper..

He managed to get his entire cock inside, filling you up so good, lewd moans and whimpers escaping your mouth, eyes shut and head arching back, exposing the skin on your neck he immediately latched onto. -You're filling me up so good, shit...-your walls were clenched around his cock, but you didn't want to cum just yet.

-Say it.

-Huh?

-Say the word.

He said in a stern tone, squeezing your ass tightly, leaving crescent marks. You bit your lip, hearing people coming in and out of the bathroom, embarrassed to speak up again, you didn't want to get caught. As soon as it became quiet once again, Sanzu thrusted harshly, hitting your cervix with force.

-Say.it.

-Daddy!-you moaned out, gritting your teeth.

Sanzu was riled up, his pace accelerated, relentlessly hitting your cervix over and over with his long, veiny cock. The light pain mixed with pleasure made your vision go fuzzy, sweat beads going down your forehead, lightly smearing the mascara and eye pencil you were wearing. Your hands were convulsing, your legs were trembling, unable to support your weight anymore.

-P-pe-ach!-you barely finished the word, and your legs gave up, you couldn't move on his lap anymore. Sanzu ceased his movements, letting go of your ass and helping you stand up. The pinknette helped you fix your dress in front of the big mirror in the bathroom, his hands wrapping around your waist in an embrace.

-You did so good, babygirl. Always making me feel so good.-he pulled you in for a gentle kiss, licking your lower lip

-So did you, Sanzu. I was just overstimulated.

-I know, now let's go to the others, or they will get suspicious. And keep your panties off, I will finish you off with my fingers.~

Ran↷

It was around 2AM when Ran woke up from a wet dream, hard and sweaty. You were sleeping, your back facing him, wearing his oversized T-shirt and had his boxers on. The view just made him go insane, to the point where his cock was hurting and already leaking with precum. What a beautiful sight you were.

Ran slowly removed his and the boxers you were wearing, revealing the sight of your pretty pussy in front of him. His mouth filled with saliva, and lightly licked your entrance, just so he can get you wet properly, and his cock found its way inside of you. You just cannot miss how good he filled and stretched you, because he packed in girth. You woke up, a light purr escaping your mouth, still drowsy from the sudden feeling.

-Aw, my kitten has woken up, do you like it when I do this, hm?

Your clit never went unnoticed. His fingers made their way to your sensitive clit, massaging it slowly and sensually. You lifted your leg a little, moving with him. You could feel his breath on your ear as he moaned in a raspy voice, sending chills down your spine. The room was filled with the sinful mixture of moans and skin slapping. Silk sheets wrinkling under your bodies.

As your moans got louder, Ran's hips moved faster and faster, fingers still playing with your clit, stimulating you. His free hand grabbed your neck, squeezing it tightly, making you light-headed and drooling from your mouth. Manipulated under his touch, your drowsiness suddenly disappeared, your eyes widening at how close you were to cumming, but Ran's fingers worked wonders, and his cock was oh so sweetly hitting the spot.

-Ran, rose!-you moaned out and Ran stopped moving.

-What rose, exactly, my kitten?

-...white...

You had your fair share of Ran overstimulating you, and you loved it when he continued while your body convulsed under him, but just in case - white rose meant to continue, red rose meant period is near, and yellow rose meant stop. Ran smirked and his movements continued, but he began slower this time, teasing the living fuck out of you.

-Just you wait, I don't intend to sleep anymore. The night is ours.

©chao-thicc-hcs. reblogs are deeply appreciated, i read all your tags.

#tokyo rev #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #ran haitani #haitani ran #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #baji keisuke #keisuke baji #sanzu haruchiyo #haruchiyo smut #haruchiyo sanzu

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studentbyday · 6 months

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my version of "that girl" 💁🏻‍♀️

sometimes i feel tempted to use the tag "becoming that girl" bc "becoming the best version of myself" is too long and uncatchy (and apparently not a tag??), but then i don't like the things i've come to associate with the stereotypical "that girl" and i don't want to force myself to fit into everything that goes with that kind of culture/aesthetic anyway, so i guess this post is just me reclaiming the term for myself and focusing on the aspects revelant to me 🤷🏻‍♀️

that girl holds herself to high standards but is not a perfectionist. she accepts that she is NOT a perfect, always (or even mostly)-put-together human being. there is no such thing.

that girl eats food that's both healthy and feeds her soul without guilt (also she isn't a big fan of "green smoothies") and she doesn't care if she's not skinny or doesn't have a certain body shape.

that girl doesn't care much to fit in with all the trendy clean aesthetics

in the same vein, she rejects toxic productivity, she doesn't follow wellness trends/tips that don't serve her, and she spends her money wisely

that said, that girl is good at minimizing procrastination

that girl takes time to appreciate the cozy and warm 🧸

that girl consistently wakes up as early as she needs to and would like to (not necessarily 5 AM)

that girl may not always feel like exercising but she does it anyway (as long as she isn't injured or sick) because it is good for her health, not because she wants to be perceived a certain way. (she also doesn't care if she looks like a mess while doing it 🚴🏻‍♀️🤸🏻‍♀️)

that girl understands that she isn't the main character

that girl doesn't care to wear makeup (it irritates her skin, and even if it didn't, she would just rather not) and has a minimalist skincare routine (literally just moisturizer, sunscreen, and soap for her sensitive skin)

that girl doesn't aspire to be enviable or care to be popular. there is no one-size-fits-all for being your best you.

#becoming that girl #self improvement #100 days of self discipline #100 days of productivity #studyblr #stemblr #self care #mental health #that girl #that girl aesthetic #cozy aesthetic #autumn cozy #hygge aesthetic #cozy autumn #warm and cozy #hyggevibes #hygge #procrastination really needs to become more of an exception in my life

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webslingingslasher · 1 year

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hey! Can you please make 23 & 26, if not that’s totally fine but I’ve been craving angst lately, thanks. have a great day 🤸🏻‍♀️💓

based off this prompt list, i changed 23 just a tad.

AN- angst, mentions of cheating

Peter messed up, messed up so bad it was over with immediately.

“I didn’t mean to baby! I swear I was drunk and we were about to break up, it meant nothing!”

“You fucked another girl, Peter.”

“Forever ago! It was when we were about to break up like half a year ago, I got drunk and we hooked up, it really meant nothing.”

“But we didn’t break up, Peter. That’s cheating.”

“The relationship was under different circumstances then, I thought we were about to end it. But we came back better than ever.”

“Look at you, making excuses. It’s pathetic, Peter. You cheated, the least you could do is own up to it.”

He sighed, “I really don’t think it is, but I can see that you do. I’m sorry, it was a one time mistake. I never did it again.”

“Of course it was! How would you feel if I did that to you? Would you think of me as a whore, some cheap trick? Would you call me a lying cheater? Because, I really think you would.”

He shakes his head, “Not at all. Listen, baby. We weren’t together, together. We were just hooking up, okay? I didn’t hold you to a standard and you shouldn’t either.”

“That’s a bold face lie. You just said we were about to break up, that means you admit we were more than fuck buddies. And we both talked about staying committed while hooking up, that means no one else.”

“But it worked out! I’m your boyfriend, and it’s been an awesome seven months. We ended up together, how we got here doesn’t matter.”

You tugged away from his grasp, “No, Peter. It really does matter, because you didn’t tell me. If you had told me I may have been hurt or upset but I would’ve known the truth. If this isn’t a big deal then I don’t know how many other people aren't a big deal.”

His brow furrows, “I don’t cheat, I never have cheated and I won’t cheat. This is a misunderstanding.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me!”

“Because I didn’t want you to dump me!”

You stood back in silence, he knew the whole time what he did was bad. He knew what he did, he knew how it would hurt you, he knew he cheated and he knew it would kill you inside so he was never going to tell you. He was willing to go the distance with that lie, if you hadn’t been told you would’ve been his blind accomplice, maybe forever.

You shook your head, tears spilling down your cheeks.

Voice cracked and broken, whisper soft.

“You know what you did, Peter. You know what you did.”

He knew what this was, he was pleading.

“After everything I’ve done, I still love you. With all I am.”

You shook your head, you had no more words for him.

It was over.

“Please… Say something.”

You blink and release a tear, you shug. A hasty breath released, he was waiting for the ‘okay,’ the ‘let’s talk it out,’ the ‘we’ll be okay,’ but it never came.

The words pulled from your mouth, “It’s over.”

#peter parker angst #peter parker blurb #peter parker drabble #peter parker x reader #tasm!peter parker angst #tasm! x reader #my writing

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whinlatter · 1 year

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Heyyy just wanted to know your opinion on this coz I feel your analysis of Hinny is the best one I've ever read. Do u feel if one of them dies at some point, the other would move on and go out with other people? Or do you think they would feel like they're replacing the other and might not commit to someone else ever?

Anon, are you determined to prise that Friday feeling out of my hands by making me think about Harry and Ginny’s deaths ☹️

…jk you know I live for this 🤸🏻‍♀️ thank you so much anon! (important to say that so much of my Hinny analysis comes thinking about and benefiting from other people’s writing and work, so definitely want to acknowledge that)

Honestly I think… no, not after what they went through in the war. There are a few reasons:

- I think that, given the intensity of what Harry and Ginny went through to get to each other after DH, and how close they know they both came to losing the other person, neither person would want to seek out happiness in another long-term romantic relationship. From Ginny’s perspective, one of the things I thought a lot about when writing this meta on the significance of their kiss in DH, is that I think Ginny starts to brace herself to grieve Harry beginning in summer 1997. She does a lot of the work of having to imagine her life without him, as a very young person. Then he does come back. I think we can’t underestimate how much that extreme experience would shape her sense that Harry is it, for her. From Harry’s perspective, he spends all of DH thinking of her as his singular source of comfort and respite from the enormity of his situation. I think once you’ve died thinking of a person, you’d struggle to ever be able to go on a date with someone new. (Imagine explaining that over appetisers. Imagine getting into that over some calamari.)

- I also think they’d struggle to trust new people who don’t share their life experiences. Love is contextual, and our life experiences shape the people we are, and the people we look for. Had the war not happened, maybe Harry and Ginny would be more open to bringing new people into their lives who have different childhoods and life experiences to theirs. But the war did happen, and I think that would drastically limit the number of people both Harry and Gin can relate to and be open with. I suspect Harry and Ginny would spend most of their time in an already insular group of family, ex Order people and the DA who were in the trenches together, so to speak.

- Both have some sense of belief in a form of life after death. (This is most obvious in Harry’s case, given what he goes through in the Forest and after, but see meta above on Ginny, death and the veil). I do think this is quite particular to them as characters, but I think their mutual belief in some kind of afterlife would shape their willingness to entertain building new romantic relationships in this life. They would be holding hope for a reunion, in some way. Both are, by the end the series, two people who are bereaved. They both know that you can’t replace people you’ve lost, and I don’t think their particular ways of coping with loss would lead them to try and fill the void left by the death of the love of their life with a new long-term relationship.

- They have kids very young, and both would struggle with the idea of introducing a new parental figure to their children. Again, I think this is very particular to these two characters, but I think their instinctive protectiveness and tendency towards familial insularity would mean they wouldn’t be looking to bring someone new in to their children’s lives.

- At heart… both are certified lover boys/girls™️. Ginny Weasley is ride or die; Harry Potter is the wife guy of wife guys. These kids are saps (and I say this as a committed sap). I think it would be a bit of a joke among their mates, like how boringly and singularly all for each other Harry and Ginny are. I think it would be widely acknowledged in their circle of friends that Harry and Ginny are not swapping anyone else in if the other kicks the bucket.

#those two losers just really really love each other #to be fair to harry #i wouldn’t get over ginny weasley either #harry x ginny #hinny #meta #ginny weasley

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ncteez · 1 year

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hard hour thought of the day:

seungcheol out of nowhere, suggesting a threesome, because you know… he’s seungcheol. out of the 12 other boys, you decide to invite wonwoo to the said threesome. and cheol doesn’t like ANY second of it. he’s just too nice to tell wonwoo but his actions definitely say otherwise. giving him death glares, and his signature eyebrow raises at the poor guy who just wanted to have a good time. when all is said and done, wonwoo decides to lay with you for a sec post-nut, and cheol would say: okay uhm me and y/n are kinda tired so i think you should go (like RIGHT NOW). once wonwoo leaves, cheol says, YEAH WE’RE NEVER DOING THAT EVER AGAIN.

okay thank you for coming to my ted talk 🤸🏻‍♀️🤸🏻‍♀️

ok ok but hold on,

warnings: double vaginal penetration.

Seungcheol thought it could be fun to suggest a threesome, mostly just to say the two of you did it and leave it there. He offered a choice of his 12 friends, but in his head that list was really only like two people he would actually be okay with having in the bed with the two of you. The two people he would have preferred were the two he knows couldn't do better than him, and the two who were most likely to embarrass themselves.

He knew if he said all of that though, you'd take note of his issue and probably call the whole thing off.

so of course, when you say Wonwoo, he's both offended and kind of competitive. He hates the idea, because he's heard stories of how Wonwoo is in bed. Unfortunately, he allows it against his own better judgement.

Shoot to the day of reckoning. Wonwoo is excited, you're getting excited and putting on Seungcheol's favorite set of lingerie on you, (he's mad too bc THAT'S FOR HIS EYES ONLY D:<)

fr, it took everything in him that morning to not post a sign on the apartment door that says "NO WONWOO ALLOWED." and god, he wishes he did, especially when he sees his friend's cock for the first time??? why is he so huge? Not as big as him of course, but still big enough to have you eating him up with your eyes.

Seungcheol makes it super competitive, sending death glares, laughing when Wonwoo does something he knows you don't like, and even trying to keep you for himself so his friend can get stuck with the hand job or blow job.

Wonwoo, bless him, is really just trying to have a good time but keeps getting overshadowed by Seungcheol. You moan for Wonwoo? Seungcheol is putting his fingers in your mouth. You ask for wonwoo to fuck you faster? Deeper? Seungcheol watches until he can't take anymore and ultimately shoves Wonwoo out of the way to give it to you juuuust the way you like. Of course he takes note of how Seungcheol is acting, so he kind of tones himself down, only doing what you ask and waiting to see if you call Seungcheol out.

You do at one point, when you're asking for double penetration. At first, Seungcheol is cool with it, he gets the ass though. That is, until he starts trying to push in and you stop him, implying that you meant double vaginal penetration.

Oh, great heavens. Wonwoo is in heaven at the sheer mention of it, and Seungcheol is in fucking hell because now his cock has to rub against Wonwoo's while your pussy clenches??? Anyway, you get into position, moving Wonwoo under you so his cock fits inside of you snuggly, and Seungcheol scoots up between your legs (ignoring Wonwoo's, spread out around him too), and slowly slides in next.

I mean it feels amazing for him, and you look amazing. The good news is that he can't see Wonwoo from behind you and if he thinks hard enough, you're only moaning for him.

When orgasms finally happen, you love the feeling of two men moving inside of you at different (competitive) paces, and you're the first to release. Wonwoo immediately after, and then Seungcheol, proving that he can last the longest.

When all is said and done, you're emptied of two massive cocks and roll over and off of Wonwoo. He kind of just...lays there with his arm spread out and you easily find a comfortable spot there.

Seungcheol stans to his feet and looks between the two of you, and then at the mess spilling down your legs. Clean up and bathroom is the number one priority usually, but tonight....well,

"Okay, that wraps it up. She looks tired, so you should leave."

Wonwoo quirks a brow.

"Like, right now." Seungcheol adds.

Nothing else is said as you watch your boyfriend with curiosity and say goodbye to Wonwoo.

"What was that?" You ask after Wonwoo leaves, standing on wobbling legs and following Seungcheol to the bathroom.

"I hated every single bit of that." Seungcheol admits, looking straight at you as he holds the door open for you.

"You're literally the one who suggested it." You complain, waiting for him to come into the bathroom as well.

"Yeah but like, why'd you have to pick him."

"Why wouldn't I? He's good at fucking."

"that's the problem!!!!!"

#[mail]#anon #[m]#[seungcheol]#[wonwoo]#[h.hours]#this is rly not very good but i had fun thinking bout it

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lunathebee · 2 years

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Pairing: Steven Grant x fem!reader

Warning: fluff, Steven being himself, you guys are so in love it make me sick.

A/n: ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ Writer's block punch me in the face and tell me to make this a headcanon

Summary: You and Steven re-create a scene from the movie you guys both love.

Ok so I'm just gonna set something clear here: Steven adores Disney and Pixar films!

He might not grow up watching it but the moment he knows about it hes hooked

His apartment is probably too crowded and not suitable for a TV with cable network so you guys bought a small TV with DVD players

The first movie he watches with you is Wall·E

Steven is a bit talkative when it comes to watching something but don't worry, he only points and says stuff like "blimey, I would want to try that" or "oi, that's not true"

Wall·E bring him (and his inner child) comfort

Sometimes when he can't sleep at night, he will silently slip out of bed and go watch the movie (and then the sound will wake you up too and both of you guys cuddle while watching it <33)

The more Steven watch Wall·E, the more he absorb the character's personality

You will see Steven humming songs when he goes out for work (just like the little robot)

You will see him dancing around a bit to music too, swinging his hips (yes, just like the little robot)

Steven even has the Rubik's cube that he never solved (JUST LIKE THE LITTLE ROBOT- ahem, I'm sorry for yelling)

At some point you're just gonna told him he is like Wall·E in real life

He will act fussy about it but inside he is beaming with joy

He will make you his Eve, you have no choice, you can't say no to his puppy dog eyes.

"Love... I was thinking, do you want to re-create a scene from the movie?"

"But what scene bae?"

"The ending scene"

Oh, Steven is a cheeky little bastard. Trust me, he is nowhere near shy or blushing or stuttering when it comes to showing affection to his lover 🤸🏻‍♀️🤸🏻‍♀️

And that is how you end up on the bed, holding hands with Steven, eyes looking at him

"Wall·E...?" ( Don't bother asking me why he said it was for the mood)

Steven is trying so hard to not break into a smile, but he successfully keeps his face neutral

You lean in slowly to give him a peck on the lips and turn your back, pretending to walk away

But oh no, you can't! Steven has interlocked his fingers with yours 😳😳

"Wall·E...?" You said with a 🤨 face

Steven blinks a few times, mimics the robot and then...

"Eve....? EVE!!"

He looks at you, and then at his hand (holding your hand) and back at you again.

You have to admit it's pretty cute and funny, you even giggle a bit at Steven's acting

And then all of a sudden, Steven attacked you with a deep kiss, making you almost fall backwards

You sheepishly smile and kiss him back before pulling out to take a breath

"Excuse me? I'm pretty sure there is no scene like that in the movie" You smile while teasing him

"Love, I have watched the movie more than you. Trust me, there is a scene like that. Now come here and let me kiss you again, will ya?" Steven pulls you towards him and tackles you with kisses while mumble the sentences:

"You're my Eve, and I'm your Wall·E <3"

#marvel moon knight #moon knight headcanon #steven grant x reader #steven grant x y/n #moon knight imagine #steven grant #marc spector #jake lockley #oscar isaac

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binary-not-found · 2 years

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Episode 1 season 2

I hesitated on whether to do this, but I love doing it so here I am, let's do it 🤸🏻‍♀️

I have to be honest before I say anything, when the scene started I couldn't believe what I was seeing and I kind of froze But other than that, can we appreciate how cute Lucy looks with the apron on?

The way Lucy caresses Kate's hand before taking it completely between hers, we see Kate look down to see what Lucy is doing, everything is just intimate, on a level that we didn't get to see last season, they are comfortable around each other

I really want to know how many times Lucy has used that she's from Texas to answer something Kate said Other than that I just have to say how cute they both look and how good happiness looks on them

Let's see, Lucy knows she exaggerated, but the moment she asks "did I go too far?" and Kate's answer is positive, something changes in Lucy's mood, for a moment, her gaze drifts to the tray of food she left on the bed

Kate notices this and immediately goes to reassure her that she loves that she did and speaks facts "domestic Lucy is hot" Lucy's face even though we see little of it, lights up and she smiles widely, once again Kate demonstrated that she knows her girl

And then of course

Only endgame couples get interrupted by work 👀

I keep wondering how early Lucy woke up to prepare so much food that they didn't eat

I love these little details that show us that they are a couple, it's a window into the intimacy of their relationship, what they know and don't know about each other, and I love Lucy teasing Kate about the boots and belt, I wouldn't have stopped her either, she looks hot

1/3 episode 1 🍍

#ncishawaii #ncis hawaii #ncis hawai'i #kacy #kate whistler #lucy tara #kate x lucy #kacy analysis #I'm using the word intimate a lot

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zeroistyping · 2 years

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emotional manipulation pt. 2 - sapnap x fem!reader

word count: 2.2k

cw: angst, cheating, mention of bruises, toxic relationships, sap being sweet and possessive, oral sex (receiving), slow and passionate, squirting

masterlist | part 1

nsfw under the cut! mdni pls.

i need feedback pls.. 🤸🏻‍♀️

It was one of those days again. You cleaned up after a fight with Punz, which ended the same way as always. Sucking him off, telling him how much you love him, getting no or a half assed response and cleaning up. Doesn't matter if something broke during your fight or if it's just cleaning after him.

But something on this day was different. While you and your boyfriend were fighting, Sapnap sat in Punz's office and waited for his friend to come back. But he didn't, because he left the house in anger at you. Your face was full of tears, your eyes puffy and your lips still salty from cum when you heard the sound of a door getting opened.

Hoping it was Punz, you turned around. You were happy that he returned this soon even though you know, you would get in trouble for not being ready with cleaning the, once again, shattered glass and water off of the floor. But instead, you saw that the front door was still closed.

You heard footsteps and a terrified feeling made itself present in yourself.

"Y/n..? Where's Punz?"

You had to admit, you forgot about the brunet still being in your house, but it made you calm down just the slightest bit.

"He went out, don't know when he's coming back.."

Sapnap finally arrived in the kitchen and saw the mess around you, the cuts in both your hands and knees from the glass and the mess that was your face, making him stop in his tracks. "Do you have a first aid kit..?"

You did not respond but just pointed at a door (which appeared to be the bathroom) before going back to cleaning, frightened by the thought of Punz coming back and yelling at you.

You knew that this was not what a relationship was meant to be but you loved him regardless, with your whole entire soul and body. And if it meant that you suffer every now and then, it was worth it.

Something was pulling on your wrist and you turned around, seeing your guest with the first aid kit in his hand, pulling you towards a chair. "Don't worry about it, I'll clean it up after, but first I have to do something about those cuts, alright? They look rather deep and I have to make sure there's no glass splinters in there. If it hurts just.. pitch my shoulder, are you okay with that?"

Overwhelmed by someone caring about you, you nodded, not knowing what to say.

While he fixed up the wounds, you started to think about your relationship with Punz. He loved you, right? He never actively physically hurt you or anything. Of course he said some mean words now and then but it was nothing serious. It was just to spice up things between you, right?

But when was the last time he told you he loves you? When was the last time he took you out on a date or ate dinner with you together instead of hiding away in his room?

When was the last time, he didnt fuck you but made love with you?

A sob escaped your throat at the realization and you closed your eyes. How did it become this? You loved each other so dearly once. The relationship was sweet. He stopped his streams early to give you attention, took you on dates at least once a month, made you dinner, took care of you when you were sick or injured.

You remembered when you moved in together. You were on your period, already packed up all your stuff when he arranged a wellness day for you and your best friend just so he can (with help of the brunette who's currently taking care of you) move all your belongings into the new house. When he picked you up and drove to the new house you cried, happy and overwhelmed with thankfulness.

But now it's nothing like that anymore.

"Do you.. want to talk about it..?", Sapnap awkwardly asked after you both went back into the kitchen. He gently forced you to sit down while he cleaned up.

You expected to stay quiet but something inside of you screamed at you to talk. So you did. You let out everything. Every single thought, doubt and fear just spilled out, only for him and yourself to hear. Sobs, quiet and almost not noticeable, left your mouth every now and then but you tried to keep it down.

Sapnap was silent and listened to every word you said while being absolutely stunned by everything his best friend put you through. He noticed before that your relationship isn't the best and healthiest, but he didn't know it was that far gone.

Instead of saying something, he pulled you into a hug. He radiated such warmth and it made you feel happy even in a situation like this.

"I'm sorry, you don't deserve this.. are you planning on breaking up or..?"

"What? No! I could never break up with him.. i love him.", you sighed as you looked away sadly.

"But he doesn't love you." Sapnap answered harshly. And even though it hurt, you knew it was the truth. Which made it even more painful for you. You knew you had to accept that Punz stopped loving you a long time ago, but you didn't want to. You want to continue lying to yourself.

"I just want.. to be loved Sap.. thats all I've ever wanted."

"Then let me love you."

The brunet looked at you, nothing but seriousness in his eyes.

Your brain was rattling. What did he mean by that? Sapnap seemed to sense your confusion and decided to just show you what he meant by kissing you. That kiss held as much passion as your first ever kiss with Punz and it made you feel loved.

Not once in the past few months have you felt this feeling. Fireworks exploding inside of you as your lips moved passionately against each other's.

It didn't take long for you both to end up in your bedroom. On top of the sheets only Punz sleeps underneath, since your new sleeping place was the couch.

Your top was left somewhere in the hallway and your skirt messily thrown next to the door.

"Tell me when you want me to stop, okay?"

Bruises littered all over your neck, hickeys and love bites adoring the soft, sensitive skin. He didn't hold back, fulfilling his promise of loving you unconditionally. Cherishing your body, stroking each and every bruise that he didn't cause with the slightest bit of anger in his eyes. Anger towards your joke of a boyfriend.

"Yes, yes I will tell you. But continue please."

His head was situated between your legs, hands holding your thighs apart. Sapnap was slightly worried that his beard would hurt you in the slightest but you couldn't care less.

Satisfaction rushed through you when he finally pulled down your panties to immediately dive into your dripping cunt. Carefully devouring your sweet juices. The brunets tongue laid flat against your pulsating clit as your thighs shut close around his head.

"Fuck, you taste amazing.. such a pretty pussy with such an incredible taste.. don't wanna taste anything else anymore."

You threw your head back as you felt his hot breath against you. He started sucking on the sensitive bud, enjoying the way you squirmed and tugged on his brown hair.

Sparks flew through your entire body, fireworks exploded in your stomach. Sapnaps tongue was still devouring you while two of his fingers prodded on your entrance. The tight hole gapped around him, opening up sweetly just for him.

He sighed against you, enjoying the heat he was feeling against him. Slowly pushing his fingers into your gushing hole, he looked up at you. He almost let out a moan as he saw your expression. Eyes closed, eyebrows knitted and mouth wide opened.

To Sapnap you were basically a goddess. Even before he saw you in this state, you were an angel in his eyes. He started liking you even before you got to know Punz. Hell, he was the one who introduced the both of you to each other, thinking it'd be a good thing if two of his best friends would get along well before he made a move. But it turned out different and he supported you on every decision. If he knew how it turned out, he would have never introduced you.

"Sap! Sap 'm so close! Don't stop baby, don't stop please."

Moaning against the hot flesh of your pussy, he answered lowly, "would never think about stopping now princess. Gonna make a mess on my face? Come on, make a mess on my face."

His voice sent a shiver down your spine, causing you to shake and close your legs once again around his face, squeezing the brunet's face while he continued to leap up everything you were willing to give him. Two fingers thrusted into your hot core and you pressed his face more into your cunt, where you needed him the most.

What you both didn't notice in the heat of the moment, was Punz standing in the door, watching the both of you. And in all honesty? He wasn't mad. He knew how he treated you and that you deserve better. If sapnap is the one to give you what you deserve then so be it. As long as you stay with him.

"Gonna cum.. please, baby!" You screamed out as you reached that high. Something inside of you snapped as the pleasure was released. The first orgasm in a while and your body decided to squirt on your friend's face.

Sap rutted his hips against the mattress, slurping up everything he could get while being careful not to choke on the amount of juices squirting out of you. It was hot, no question. Your fast breathes mixed with moans and whines mixed with the sound of slurping was ecstatic.

The Texas boy was out of it, not stopping until he was close, his dick pulsating in his own pants. Meanwhile, the ongoing pleasure was getting too much for you. Overwhelmed with everything, you begged him to stop. But both of you knew you didn't want to stop. There was still at least one orgasm he could pull out of you and Sapnap wanted it all.

But after all he looked up for a second, contemplating if you really did want him to stop. And while doing so he spotted the blond haired male, your excuse of a boyfriend, standing in the doorframe with his hand in his own pants and sweat forming on his forehead. He silently pleaded for the brunet to keep quiet about his present.

"Princess, I'm gonna make you mine alright? Gonna treat you better than he could ever do. That pathetic coward. You wanna be mine?"

His face now hovered over yours after finally deciding that his lips abused your drenched pussy long enough. Taking a glance at him you noticed how his lips and chin were coated in his juices but you couldn't care less. It was hot.

"Yes. Gonna be all yours Sap. All yours baby."

"Say it louder. Let everyone know."

Did he want to provoke the other male or just wanted you to be his, but your answers made him all hot and blushy.

"Yours! All yours!" You basically yelled while longing for a kiss. You tried to lean upwards to steal one but he held you down carefully with one hand while his other fumbled with his pants, desperate to pull them down. Leaking pre-cum making him feel slight discomfort in his tight underwear.

It took a while but he got rid of it after a while. "Fuck, i dont have a condom.."

"Don't worry, birth control. Wanna feel all of you."

He moaned out an incoherent response before he slowly pushed into you. He was careful with everything he did but inside he wanted to explode. The hot sensation of your walls around him causing him to whine as his length twitched inside of you. You knew he was close, and you were as well. Even though you both just started getting to the actual act of intercourse, you were lost.

Lost in desperation, satisfaction and pleasure. His thrusts were slow and loving but still destroyed your insides. He was average both in length and girth but when was the last time you actually had a dick inside of you?

You moaned in sync, whining and whispering small sweet nothings every now and then until his hands snaked down your body, resting on your clit he found suspiciously easy. His thumb pressed down on it lightly, circling it until you started to spasm under him.

This time you didn't even announce your orgasm, you just let it go. You felt ripped apart in the best way possible, carried on a cloud while being fucked out of your mind.

Sapnap felt your walls squeezing him and he couldn't hold it back anymore. He let out a pornographic moan as he came, painting your insides with his sticky, milky seeds before he kissed you with passion.

After you both pulled away from that kiss, breaths still heavy, he whispered quietly, "fuck.."

The next time the brunet looked into the direction of the door, Punz was gone. He was happy when he pulled you close against him, pleased with the heat your body radiated and the now slowed down breaths that signalized your sleep. "One day, you'll actually be mine, princess."

#zeroistyping #smut #dsmp smut #mcyt smut #zeroistalking #sapnap smut #punz smut #sapnaplive smut #sapnap x reader smut #mcyt angst #dsmp angst

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itaipava · 6 months

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hello my love!! i had an idea for a request and wanted to send it in just in case you’d be interested: f1 boys + the moment they go “fuck it”. the context is like if they’ve been crushing on reader for a bit and is hesitant on pursuing them for one reason or another but then a moment comes where they just give up trying to resist. or you could go the nsfw route where maybe they’ve been dating for a bit and he wants to take her to bed but isn’t sure if it’s a good idea but then he just goes for it cuz he wants reader so bad ;))) idk girl just a thought sorry for rambling ily !!!

hi hi beautiful <333 omgg i’m in love with this idea 😭😭 i loved both versions, the nsfw and sfw!!!! i’ve already come up with some ideas on where to start writing and i’m already excited about it hehe and thank you sooo much for sending it to me!! i absolutely loved it <3 love you queen please have a beautiful day/night 🤸🏻‍♀️💘

#˚ 💌ˎˊ˗┊zamora’s mailbox!#req

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crazykuri · 2 years

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i think that moment in the imdb interview where tom crunch his nose while looking at her and she points at him and they're both looking like the happiest human beings that have ever existed in the entire history of human existence is the best thing ever

they couldn't look more in love 😭

ok but the first one will always make me wanna 🤸🏻‍♀️🤸🏻‍♀️

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chao-thicc-hcs · 10 months

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Tokyo revengers boys reaction when yn suddenly sit on top of them. Them as your husband,

if ur doing this, please add sanzu and ran, I am whore for them 🧍🏻‍♀️🤸🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️

Understandable, anon.

𝓢𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱��𝓶 - 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

character(s): sanzu haruchiyo, both haitanis, sano manjiro (mikey), kokonoi hajime, hanma shuji

gn!reader

genre(s): fluff, neutral

warning(s): some are slightly suggestive, mentions of guns, blood and wounds

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Sanzu ⤵

The pinknette just got home from work. As usual, he was in a pissy mood, huffing and oofing in exasperation, unable to stand still in one place. You, his beloved spouse, tried to cheer him up or at least tried to coax him into sharing his worries with you, but to no avail.

-Y/n, please, just leave me alone. I am moody and I just want to rest.

And he went into your shared bedroom, throwing himself onto the bed, not even bothering to take off his work clothes, and fell asleep. You don't give up so easily, and knew exactly what to do in situations like these. You left him to rest for an hour or so, until your patience was gone and you got inside the bedroom, you grimaced when you saw him, still salty from how pushy he was with you.

You approached the bed carefully, tip-toeing so you don't wake him up, and took the sheets off of him, placing yourself comfortably over his crotch area. You were ready to launch your tickle attack, but little did you know, he was awake already and his eyes shot open, lean arms suddenly wrapping around your waist and giving you a hard smack on your ass.

-You're a pesky one, hm? Want my attention so bady? Now you have it wholly.~

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Ran ⤵

It's been hours, and Ran still hasn't left his room, fingers paging over a report book he was given soon that day. You got inside quietly, handing him a cup of coffee he asked you to prepare for him. In an attempt to get his attention, you began massaging his shoulders, making him moan slightly from the way your fingers relaxed his muscles. He, however, knew your true intentions behind this.

-Not now, my dearest, I need to finish this.

-Ran, you've been in this room for hours, you need to rest and eat something.

The man looked at you and raised a brow, unamused by your words.-Yeah, yeah, later.-and he brushed you off just like that, eyes buried into the printed words on the paper in front of him. You let an offended gasp, crossed your arms and then placed yourself on his lap. His purple eyes widened in surprise, but his lips perked in a slight smirk, placing his free hand on your thigh and squeezing it softly.

-Come on now, my needy darling, I can see you're impatient, but this work is important. But I won't mind if you stay in my lap while I finish this.

-I'd be more than willing to stay here, Ran.

Your husband looked at you with those sultry downturned eyes, then placed a peck on your neck, gently nibbling on it.

-You might distract me a little, but you're forgiven. You're my little impatient bug, after all.

You only smiled and kissed his forehead, brushing back strands of his hair, while his hands traversed your butt, thighs and stomach.

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Rindou ⤵

Your husband was unusually quiet the whole day, as if he was contemplating something. It was a frequent occasion - him being deeply in thought, almost completely ignoring you. You weren't mad at him at all, in fact it was quite the opposite - you understood him and didn't bother him when he had his moments like this.

Out of the blue, he began training like crazy, even when he was dripping sweat onto the mat he used for his routine, face red from the plank he was doing, he didn't stop. It worried you, but all your words were quickly dismissed. He was doing push-ups like crazy, panting and huffing, but still not backing down. His breath was shaky and he looked like a mess, panicking you, and out of pure instinct you approached him and sat on his back, making him fall down.

-Agh, Y/n! Why did you do this? Don't you see I am training?

-Rin, baby, you were overworking yourself, your eyes almost popped out of your eye sockets, I got so worried!

You mewled out, tears forming at the corner of your eyes, standing up from him and sitting next to him. Rindou quickly got over his irritation and got up, hugging you from behind.

-I understand your worries. Sorry, my love. I just felt like I was not training enough, and pushed myself a little bit over the edge...

He sighed and placed a kiss on your shoulder, gently caressing your arms to calm you down. He blew raspberries on your neck and it made you giggle.-Stop it, and go shower, you're sweaty.

-If I do so, will you sit on my face instead?-he snickered and gently bit your ear in a teasing manner, and you nodded in an approval.

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Mikey ⤵

-Y/n, I told you, and I am not going to repeat myself. I don't want to go.

He was stubborn, extremely stubborn. It was almost headache inducing, and you knew it, you usually never tried to argue further with him, always backed down so easily, but this time you were tough.

-Manjiro, I am tired of you always declining all kinds of suggestions for us to go out. I don't want to stay cooped up in this dark apartment.

-Then go yourself, why should I be there?

-Because you're my husband, and I want to spend some time with you outside of our home, making memories.

-We can make memories here too, Y/n.-he brushed you off and laid back on the sofa.

You wanted to go the beach with your husband, but unfortunately, he rejected your yet another proposal to go out. You wanted him to see you in your new swimsuit you bought so badly. You wanted to step your foot down, and didn't say anything before approaching him and sitting on his neck, your thighs squishing his cheeks, making him widen his eyes in surprise.

-You're coming with me. I don't care, or I will suffocate you.

-And you actually think I'd mind that?-retorted Mikey, placing his hand on your thighs and turning around to kiss each one of them. It kind of tickled, so you squeezed a little harder.-Are you sure?-you smirked at him and leaned a bit closer.

For the first time ever, you won, and he came with you to the beach. He was sulking the entire time, but at least you both enjoyed your trip to the beach and had lots of fun.

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Kokonoi ⤵

Another trip at another lavish hotel. The sweet smell from the aroma diffuser wafted around in the hotel room, or should you say apartment, for this was larger than the usual hotels you stayed in. Your husband, Kokonoi, was browsing something on his laptop, with a cup of tea in his hand.

You decided to grab a drink from the hotel minibar. Kokonoi always told you to stay away from alcohol, because you were a lightweight. However, the atmosphere was too aesthetically pleasing not to add a taste of expensive whiskey, sitting on a couch in front of a huge window, overlooking the entire city.

-Sugar, I will go to the pool, wanna join me?-your husband asked you, gently massaging your hand

-I will come later, I want to stay here for a little more.

He nodded and placed a kiss on your lips.-Don't drink too much, sugar.-and with this, he left the room in his robe

You should've listened. A wave of dizziness washed over you. You weren't able to put your swimsuit properly, and swayed left and right on your way to the pool. Kokonoi sighed when he saw you, helping you fix your swimsuit.

-Sugar, you shouldn't have drunk that much...-he exclaimed, gesturing you to get inside the water with him. The pool wasn't very deep, so there wasn't any danger.

You were very clingy when tipsy, so you held onto him like a koala, until he slipped and fell down the pool stairs. Good thing they were underwater. You just remained sat on his lap, wrapping your hands around him and absentmindedly caressing his jawline.

-Hugs-s...-you slurred out, causing Kokonoi to chuckle

-C'mon my tipsy koala, let's have a little swim together.-he wrapped your legs around his waist, gently swimming around with you, only the gentle splashes of the water echoing through the big room.

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Hanma⤵

A loud bang in the middle of the night woke you up from your deep slumber, causing you to fall out of the bed. The drowsiness was swiftly gone and you took the gun your husband gifted you to protect yourself from your nightstand.

Slowly, you went out of the bedroom, just to see your husband slumped down on the ground, panting, covered in bruises and cuts, blood dripping off of them, parts of his suit torn. You gasped at the sight and threw the gun down, rushing to take the first aid kit from the bathroom.

-Oh my god, Hanma, what the hell happened???-you helped your husband to the sofa and placed him gently down

-Sorry, sweetcheeks, I got into yet another fight on my way here. But I took these bastards out all alone.-even in this state, he had his signature grin, but that didn't calm you down the slightest

-Honey... you could've gotten yourself killed... but it isn't your fault, good that you've dealt with them alone.

You took a cotton pad and applied iodine to it, then you placed yourself on his lap to clean his wounds thoroughly.-Oop.-your husband exclaimed, and placed one of his hands on your lower back, the other one massaging your buttcheek.

-Don't get too excited, honey, I am just cleaning you up, and this position is more comfortable.-you choked in between a giggle, knowing damn well you were lying a little bit

-Yeah, okay, sure. If you clean me up like this every time, I will get hurt more often.

He got a light punch from you on the shoulders, but both of you giggled and you cleaned his wounds, placing small kisses on each one of them.

a/n: why aren't they real I hope you liked it!

#tokyo rev #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #haitani ran #ran haitani #rindou haitani #haitani rindou #sanzu haruchiyo #sano manjiro #manjiro sano #kokonoi x y/n #kokonoi hajime #hajime kokonoi #hanma shuji #shuji hanma

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Hi revehae!

I'm still kind of new to writing, and I'm a little bit confused between "noncon" and "dubcon", and what type of writing falls into which category.

From my understanding noncon is like nonconsensual, and dubcon is like halfish consent ig? Sorry I don't have any better words to explain 😭

So isn't “My Perfect Victim” considered to be dubcon more than noncon? 😭 In the sense that the reader was participating, and actively engaging, but acted otherwise?

Please correct me if I’m wrong, I’m just genuinely trying to figure out which type of writing and scenarios fall into which categories 😭🙏🏼

I genuinely really hope this doesn’t come off as rude or offensive 😭🙏🏼 I’m fr really just trying to figure out the differences 😭🫶🏻

Thank you!! 😭🫶🏻

ALSO I HOPE YOU HAVE THE GREATEST DAY TODAY!! HUGSS 🫂 AND I LOVE, LOVE YOUR WORK BAE 😭⭐️🤸🏻‍♀️ PLEASE DON’T EVER STOP WRITING, I WOULDN’T BE THE SAME WITHOUT YOU AND YOUR STORIES. 🙏🏼🧎🏻‍♀️😪 BUT MAKE SURE HEALTH IS ALSO UR #1 PRIORITY DOE!! AND NEVER HESITATE TO TAKE BREAKS 😭🙏🏼⭐️🫂🤸🏻‍♀️

OKIE BYES 😭🙏🏼

hiiii, the way i see it dubcon is when the consent is more “debatable” or “unclear.” it’s also a term that i think noncon naturally encompasses but they’re used with a bit of nuance nonetheless because of assumptional distinctions. that said, i do think you’re right about TPV being dubcon but i kinda wanted to argue that’s it both… mainly because if it was from haechan’s point of view, you wouldn’t have the context of the mc’s thought process (which is what makes it dubcon)

i think it’s important to mention that noncon and dubcon aren’t Real things, like in the real world we just call it rape. i tend to think of things realistically so that’s why i labeled it noncon at first but in degenerate fanfic brainrot terms yeah it’s dubcon.

i hope that makes sense! that thin line between noncon and dubcon (two entirely made-up concepts, btw) is dependent upon the circumstances and either way i think most if not all dubcon can really fall under noncon too. but examples of things that are labeled as dubcon through purely fictional context is pressuring someone into having sex aka the “reluctant yes.” it tends to be either that, someone abusing a status of power/authority, or a noncon to dubcon pipeline (but that’s just what immediately comes to mind)

you didn’t come off rude at btw!!!!! please don’t be afraid to ask questions and thank you for the support!!!!! 💖💖💖💖🫶🏽🫶🏽

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