#i hope they play again maybe soon... for me 🙏

[moomoorare]

A wife to death, rebirth and mutilation. The axe's blade comes down and down again, a nightmare done, gone and then the light throws you on the dirt of a new world, fighting for your life and victor's cup yet again. Will you win?

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#sorry im Soooo sane about life series Cleo. So sane #this is specifically from her last death at pearls hand. #it does evoke the otehr art i made of this koment for a earlier prompt #i had no plans for this just choose a color palette and started making shapes #im so in love with this #i hope they play again maybe soon... for me 🙏 #trafficblr #life series #zombiecleo #zombiecleo fanart #traffic smp #limited life #limited life fanart #mcyt fanart #mcyt #rare sketchbook #mcytblr's fanart fest

[hannieoftheyear]

• mingyu x fem reader

• smut, sexting, mingyu is an avid emoji user, switch mingyu but more subby at the end (sawrrrry I can’t help it), use of pet names (good boy and baby).

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note: I wanted to post a quick work to get this blog going while I finish some longer things I’m working on ♡ hope you like it and I’m sorry if there are any mistakes

part 2 is posted! find it here

Your eyes roll when your phone lights up and the text notification pops up.

Kim Mingyu🤢: don’t forget to transfer me the money for Seokmin’s bday 🙏 [11:47 pm.]

The idea of Kim Mingyu of all people handling something as important as a birthday surprise for your best friend irks you.

Of course he was his best friend too. But why on earth did he end up making the plans. And who made you follow his lead. It’s like torture. You don’t want to engage with him in any way.

He was so smug when everyone decided he should be in charge of the surprise party. The decision was between you and him, and you guess people don’t really like your style of planning, because it was an unanimous vote. Still, you liked not having to stress so much about it but having to rely on your sworn enemy makes you shrug.

Okay maybe sworn enemy it’s an exaggeration. You two just don’t like each other, and that’s fine. Not everyone is always going to like you and you’re okay with that. The problem is when you can’t avoid said person because you’re in the same fucking friend group.

You two avoid each other if possible. When the whole group hangs out, you try to stay as far away as you can. It’s not like you fight with him but your exchanges are short and dry, often a little harsh, so you try your best to avoid it to not spoil the mood.

After you transfer him the money you take a screenshot to send him. It’s not really needed but you do it just to make sure there’s proof that you transferred the money.

You open his chat and send the last picture on your camera roll without even looking, trying to be done with him the fastest possible.

You: [Picture.] [11:50 pm.]

Locking your phone, you keep working on the assignment your boss asked you to finish by tomorrow. But it gets cut short because not even five minutes later Mingyu texts you again. You don’t open his chat, instead read it through the notification.

Kim Mingyu🤢: didn’t take you as the type to take pics like that 🫣 [11:54 pm.]

You wonder what the hell he’s talking about and why did he choose such annoying emoji.

As you open the chat your eyes grow wide and you realize you forgot to check what exactly you were sending Mingyu.

It seems that your screenshot hadn’t fully loaded on the gallery, and you accidentally sent him the previous last photo on your camera roll, which was a mirror selfie of you wearing a new pair of underwear you bought today.

Panic starts to creep in on you, but before doing anything stupid you breathe in and breathe out, calming yourself to think. Mingyu’s still online, which means he’s probably waiting for your answer.

Instead of admitting it was on accident or show him any weakness, you decide to play with him a little. He likes to annoy you too so why not do the same.

You: you never know… I’m full of surprises.

You: why wouldn’t I take a pic if I look pretty? [11:55 pm]

You don’t expect much but his reply comes as soon as you click send.

Kim Mingyu🤢: surprised I definitely am🤔 can’t decide if I like this side of you or not🫢 [11:55 pm.]

You: like I care about your validation [11:56 pm.]

Kim Mingyu🤢: you should.

You: ?

Kim Mingyu🤢: take pics like this I mean😳

Now this is getting interesting.

You: so you think I look pretty? [11:57 pm.]

You wouldn’t lie and say him saying things like this doesn’t make you a little giddy. He’s always so dry with you, you definitely prefer this side of him.

Kim Mingyu🤢: you should send me another one🫣 it’ll help me make up my mind.

You ponder on what’s happening for a solid minute before replying. Is he flirting? Is he teasing you? Will this just be another thing to annoy you in the future?

You: can you stop with those fuckass emojis. [11:58 pm.]

You: I’m not speaking to you if you keep talking like that.

Kim Mingyu🤢: what if I say please?

Now that. Is unexpected. At first it seemed like he wanted to annoy you too, but now he’s almost… begging? How far is he willing to take it? How willing are you?

You: you’re so annoying.

You: I’m trying to work.

Kim Mingyu🤢: all this time we've known each other and I’ve never even seen you in a bikini. [11:59 pm]

Kim Mingyu🤢: what a waste of time.

You: was it worth the wait?

Kim Mingyu🤢: you have no idea.

You: enlighten me then.

Kim Mingyu🤢: oh I don’t think you’re prepared for that.

The conversation is taking a turn you’re not sure if you should take. Exciting you in ways that it shouldn’t.

A chat between the two of you never exceeded a few texts, you both always so eager to end it as soon as possible, so why does he keep replying? Why do you?

You: what do you want Mingyu? [12:00 am]

Your blatant question seems to take him by surprise because he doesn’t reply right away.

Kim Mingyu🤢: me? You’re the one that sent me a fucking nude at this hour [12:01 am]

He’s right. Are you embarrassing yourself? He’s never gonna let you live after this. But you’re not backing down now.

You: I wasn’t naked you pervert [12:02 am]

You: and it didn’t seem to matter to you before

You: you liked it didn’t you

Kim Mingyu🤢: never said I didn’t

You: so…

Kim Mingyu🤢: what?

You: are you gonna do something about it?

You’re too curious for your own good. The lines between annoying him and flirting with him are getting more and more blurred every second that passes.

Now it’s your turn to be surprised.

Kim Mingyu🤢: you can’t ask me that [12:03 am]

You: why?

Minutes pass and you see him typing then nothing, then typing again. Your room starts to feel hotter, the expectation getting the best of you and you start to feel a familiar feeling at the base of your stomach.

Kim Mingyu🤢: you should never send a desperate guy something like that at this hour [12:06 am]

You: are you that desperate?

Kim Mingyu🤢: [Picture.]

Kim Mingyu🤢: does that answer your question?

You stare in awe at your phone for what feels like an hour. His hard dick covered by his white boxers threatening to come out fills your screen. Nothing is left to the imagination.

Kim Mingyu🤢: cat got your tongue? [12:08 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: [Picture.]

Kim Mingyu🤢: it’s getting difficult to not touch myself

A second photo fills your screen now. It’s almost in the same position except now his hand is covering his bulge and his red tip is out.

Wetness starts to pool on your underwear, but he doesn’t need to know, yet at least.

You: I never pictured you as such a needy guy. [12:10 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: I’m not ashamed to be who I am🙈

You: even with you hands on your pants you manage to send a fucking emoji wow. [12:11 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: I can send something else

Kim Mingyu🤢: only if you want of course

You straighten yourself, waiting for another photo, but nothing happens. When you move on your seat, you feel just how wet you are. Oh you’re gonna kill him after this.

You: I really hate you you know [12:14 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: aren’t you supposed to be working?😨

You: you’re distracting

Kim Mingyu🤢: oh so you do want this

You: this? [12:15 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: all you have to do is ask

Kim Mingyu🤢: nicely

You: you really gonna make me beg?

Kim Mingyu🤢: want me to show you how horny I am?

Kim Mingyu🤢: you want me to make you feel good.

You: you could never make me feel good. [12:16 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: oh we’ll see about that.

The act you’re putting up won’t last much longer if he keeps up like this. Your right hand creeps down you abdomen. You barely graze your covered cunt, the little relief makes you sigh.

You’re too lost in the little pleasure and don’t realize he sent more texts.

Kim Mingyu🤢: [voice note] [12:18 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: your turn.

Kim Mingyu🤢: I’m dying over here

Kim Mingyu🤢: are you touching yourself? [12:19 am]

You: you’re leaving me no choice. [12:20 am]

You decide to play with him a little and send him a ‘one view only’ photo of your hand inside your panties. The same panties as the first photo you sent.

After you reply you dare to play his voice note. The faint sound of his hand tugging on his erection and his little grunts are nothing compared to the sigh he lets out at the end. You play with your fingers, circling them around your wet entrance.

Kim Mingyu🤢: you’re so not fair. [12:22 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: I bet you’re so wet right now

Kim Mingyu🤢: I wish you were here so I could touch you properly [12:23 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: my fingers playing with your little cunt like the brat you are

This can’t hurt right? It’s not like it will happen again and besides he’s already jerking off to your image. You start circling around your clit, playing with yourself making you squirm.

You: I’m so wet [12:24 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: did i get you all riled up already?

You: don’t flatter yourself

Kim Mingyu🤢: tell me.

Kim Mingyu🤢: show me how wet you are [12:25 am]

You: I could just slide my fingers in

Kim Mingyu🤢: I said show me

You debate if you should actually send him something. You know he’s trustworthy, he’s friends with your best friends after all, but this is something far beyond that.

You: should I? [12:26 am]

You: I could just leave you like this

You: get it done by myself

It could be read a threat but you want to see how he reacts.

Kim Mingyu🤢: don’t be mean☹️

Kim Mingyu🤢: I won’t show this to anyone [12:27 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: if that worries you

Kim Mingyu🤢: I promise

His sudden kindness surprises you a little.

You’re not sure if you always found Mingyu attractive. Sure he’s really handsome that’s undeniable. Maybe when you first met you thought he was really hot but those feelings died down because your relationship wasn’t the best. You had a few fights before you decided it was best for the group to just ignore each other if possible.

This was the first time in years you had a long conversation that didn’t end in a fight, and you like it.

You: I'm not the type to do this you know [12:28 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: I’m not either

You: but I don't want to stop

Kim Mingyu🤢: me neither

Knowing he wants this too just turns you on more. He’s not pushing you to do anything and you guess that if you tell him to stop he will. But you have to make sure before you do something.

You: just promise me this is between us [12:30 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: you have my word🤐

You: be serious for one second

Kim Mingyu🤢: you can trust me

Kim Mingyu🤢: I’m serious I won’t show or tell anyone

That is enough to calm you for now. You don’t think about how this will affect your relationship. Seokmin’s birthday is just few days away and you’ll have to face Mingyu in front of everyone.

But that doesn’t bother you now as you’re filming what Mingyu so desperately was asking you to.

You angle your phone to show only your lower body on camera. You start the video circling your entrance, gathering as much arousal as possible. After that, you move your fingers closer to the camera to show how wet they are and then slowly insert two fingers in your hole. You end the video after a little moan escapes your lips

You: for being such a good boy [12:35 am]

You: [video]

You don’t stop fingering yourself and close your eyes imagining it’s Mingyu’s hand and not yours. His thick fingers would stretch you more than yours ever could. A few slow strokes are enough to make you squirm. And you remember to open your eyes and see you got more texts from Mingyu.

Kim Mingyu🤢: holy fuck [12:37 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: you’re dripping

Kim Mingyu🤢: I should be there right now

Kim Mingyu🤢: show you what my mouth could do

Kim Mingyu🤢: could eat you out for hours

Kim Mingyu🤢: fuck you’re making me so hard [12:38 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: [picture]

He had took his boxers off and was now fully naked. His hand could barely wrap around his fully hard dick. The tip is pinkish red and leaking precum already.

You: fuck you’re so big [12:39 am]

You: I don’t think it could fit inside me

Kim Mingyu🤢: I’ll make it fit

You: how?

Kim Mingyu🤢: I'd make you cum so much that I'd slide right in

You: are you touching yourself?

Kim Mingyu🤢: god how I wish this was you instead of my hand

You close your eyes again. Imagining Mingyu on top of you as you finger yourself harder, as deep as you possibly can. Wet sounds and moans fill your room as you get closer and closer.

Kim Mingyu🤢: I’m so close it’s embarrassing [12:41 am]

You: I am too

Kim Mingyu🤢: show me?🥺

The giggle you let out is almost instantaneous. His emojis are annoyingly cute.

You take a similar video as before but don’t hold back the moans. Your strokes are slow to show on camera how deep you’re getting. The orgasm is so close you can taste it but you stop, edging yourself.

You: because you asked so nicely [12:43 am]

You: [video.]

You: now you

You wait a few minutes, stroking you clit lightly to not lose the orgasm but not quickly enough to stimulate much.

The torture doesn’t last long because a video appears in your chat along with more texts.

Kim Mingyu🤢: holy shit [12:44 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: you’re so hot

Kim Mingyu🤢: god that should be my hand

Kim Mingyu🤢: [video] [12:45 pm]

As soon as you press play you’re welcomed by Mingyu’s delicious moans. His cock is shiny with pre cum all over it, now angry red. He moans at every pump and you feel yourself getting wetter.

Unexpectedly, he also speaks: “I’m so close" his voice is hoarse and deep like you’ve never heard before, “I wish this was your hand, shit only imagining makes me almost cum" and finally, “please… tell me I can cum… can I cum?”

You never expected the big buff Kim Mingyu to be so needy, it just makes you hornier if that’s even possible.

You: you’re so needy baby [12:47 am]

You: I’m close too

You: been edging myself waiting for you

Kim Mingyu🤢: shit baby don’t say stuff like that [12:48 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: im about to burst

You: want to cum big boy?

Kim Mingyu🤢: pleeasee

You: look who’s begging now

Kim Mingyu🤢: don’t play with me right now

Kim Mingyu🤢: you’re just as desperate as me

Kim Mingyu🤢: use three fingers for me and cum baby [12:49 am]

You don’t need to be told twice. You press record and insert three fingers into your cunt. You’re so wet they just slide in and you let out a long moan, increasing your speed at every thrust. It’s not long until you’re shaking and cumming all over your hand and bed.

But you don’t end the video there. You grab you phone and film your face as you suck your fingers clean while staring at the camera lense.

You: [video.] [12:51 am]

You: your turn to cum baby

As you wait for him you go clean yourself up and grab new sheets for the bed.

Kim Mingyu🤢: [video] [12:53]

You press play and the sight of his hand is rapidly stoking his hard dick welcomes you, no more than five strokes after the video starts he lets out a long ground and is cumming all over his abs.

Kim Mingyu🤢: that was [12:54]

Kim Mingyu🤢: holy shit

Kim Mingyu🤢: I never came so fast in my life

You: embarrassingly me neither

The conversations stills for a few minutes, even though it feels like hours. What do you say after sexting with someone you supposedly hate?

You: I guess I’ll see you on saturday [01:03 am]

You're left on seen a few more minutes and you wonder if he already regrets this.

Kim Mingyu🤢: yeah right [01:06 am]

Kim Mingyu🤢: I’ll send everyone what hour to come by to prepare everything

Kim Mingyu🤢: see you then

It’s so awkward that you don’t send anything after.

You don’t regret it but you do fear what’s going to happen.

Note: sorry if the ending it’s a little sudden, I don’t know how to finish this but I do want to write a part two 😉

#mingyu smut #mingyu au #seventeen smut #mingyu x reader #kim mingyu smut #svt smut

[angelrari]

gossip girl · pt. viii

based on the tv series gossip girl

max verstappen / charles leclerc x socialité!reader

fc: elsa hosk (y/n) · taylor hill (léa) · barbara palvin (jolie)

a/n: hello!! i am back! sorry for not updating earlier, the uni has been killing me and i felt way too tired to stop and write for a while. hope you like this a lot! and once again thank you so much for the comments and the support on the last part🤍

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autumn seemed to be the season of birthday celebrations: firstly was jolie's, then max's and now charles'. he had called yesterday, around dinner time, to ask you if you wanted to come to his birthday gathering. it was supposed to be a simple lunch with his childhood friends, who you knew from years ago, and he wanted you to be there. so now you stood in front of his apartment door with a cake you had baked the night before, following the recipe he had once told you it was his favorite.

"hurry up, you idiot". you whispered underneath your breath, feeling the weight of your purse threatening to fall from your left shoulder anytime soon.

charles opened the door a couple of seconds later. from his rosy cheeks, his damp hair and the fresh smell of gel you could tell he had recently gotten out of the shower. he wore a soft beige sweater and wide dark trousers. he had always been attractive, but god he looked good. his sincere smile widened and his green eyes lit up when he saw the cake you were holding.

"no way! you baked this for me?".

"of course, i didn't want to come empty-handed".

"you're the best, y/n". he said as he extended his hands to grab the cake. "let me help you".

you followed charles inside the apartment. quickly you noticed how tidy everything was. charles had never been a messy person, but it was obvious he had made sure everything was perfect today. he went inside the kitchen and he carefully placed the cake on the counter. afterwards, he had opened his arms to give you the warmest hug.

"thank you y/n".

"it's nothing". you replied. "happy birthday charles".

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username feather as in sabrina's song? liked by leablanc

username omg it's over fr!!!!!

username no birthday post, just shade. rip charlea you will be missed🙏

username why is charles in her likes when she's shading him? @/gossipgirl get to WORK

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while you waited for your friends to arrive, you looked at charles who gracefully played a song on the piano. you sat by his side watching how his fingers pressed the right keys without a single mistake.

"i don't remember this part". he said before stopping and quickly glanced at you.

"right, i'll show you".

clair de lune was the first proper song you had taught charles to play on the piano. one night during lockdown you had been re-watching twilight together and when you said how much you loved this song he suggested that you could teach it to him. charles was a fast learner and a hard-worker, the kind of pupil every teacher wishes they had. and you were patient and tender, the kind of teacher every pupil adored. most days, after he had finished his training, you would sit with him and teach him another part. some days, when he got tired of learning, he would sneak his hands underneath your shirt and with a soft kiss on your shoulder he would suggest that maybe it was time to do something different. and sometimes, when you watched him play, you would lean your head on his shoulder and wait for him to stop playing just to place his lips on yours.

"i think i might need you to start teaching me again". he said once you finished playing debussy's song.

"i will gladly do it for some karting classes in exchange".

"are you still that bad at it?".

"absolutely terrible. my sister beat my ass the other day". you replied and he chuckled.

"it's a deal then". he said. "but i still won't let you win if we compete against each other".

"oh, you were the worst. i remember the last time we went karting and i felt so humiliated. what kind of boyfriend does that to his girlfriend? you should've let me win".

"was i really?". he said. "i'm pretty sure the first thing told me when we were alone was-".

"oh, shut up". you interrupted him and he laughed loudly.

"what was it? baby, that was so hot-?". he said mocking your voice and you hit his arm softly.

"you're an idiot".

"i am, but you adore it".

i do. your cheeks hurt from smiling widely and now you could feel the blood rushing into them. charles was starring at you, his smile had faded away and his eyes dropped from yours to your red lips. your heartbeat was so loud you thought he could hear it. he placed his right hand on your chin and his face slowly came closer to yours. but sound of the doorbell made you him freeze in place.

"fuck". he swore under his breath as he quickly dropped his hand.

he sighed and nervously ran his fingers trough his hair while starring at you. when the doorbell rang for the second time, he stood up and left the living room, leaving you alone with your thoughts. shit, max. the questions in your head were so loud you almost couldn't listen the voices of your friends in the background.

"y/n is here". you heard charles say.

"god, i hope we weren't interrupting anything". a familiar female voice replied.

"don't worry, you weren't". charles lied. "please, come in".

the sound of giggles caught your attention. was that a baby? and before you could figure out who was it, your old friend lily fleury walked into the room. a few seconds later, her husband marc appared holding their baby in his arms.

"oh my god". you said the moment you saw her face.

"you didn't tell her?". lily asked charles and he shook his head.

"it was a surprise".

lily and marc had been living in barcelona for the last four years. marc, who was born in spain, got a job opportunity there and they decided to leave monaco. lily had been one of your closest friends when you were younger and you kept in contact even though you haven't seen each other since they left.

"i haven't seen you since forever". lily said as she gave you a hug.

"what are you guys doing here? are you visiting your family?". you asked.

"no, actually we moving back". marc explained. "barcelona is great, but, you know, we want nora to grow up here in monaco".

"i thought you knew everything, charles has been trying for days to gather all of us since we told him we were moving, i thought he told you". lily commented.

"i just thought it would be a nice surprise". charles said.

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gossipgirl or should we say "ferrari red"?

username WHAT DO YOU KNOW

lilyfleury i missed you so much let's do this again soon!!

yourusename please!!! also i need to see nora again, she's the so, so cute ❤️‍🩹

lilyfleury i know she adores you as much as i do 🤍

charles_leclerc nora loves me more

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the night had arrived and it was time to leave. your heart felt full after spending the day with your old friends. lily and marc were getting nora ready to leave as charles held you tightly in his arms as you said your goodbyes.

"thank you, y/n". he said. "for being here today".

"honestly, it's me who should be thanking you". you replied. "i feel like you're helping me build the life i had here in monaco before i left".

"you don't need to thank me". he responded and left the softest kiss on your forehead. "i want you to feel at home once again, so you don't run away anymore".

"you don't have to worry, i'm here to stay".

"good, because i'm not letting you go once again".

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[pretty-little-mind33]

You All Over Me

Kraven The Hunter x fem!reader

Summary: You meet a dangerous stranger in the woods...

Genre: SMUT (nsfm)

Warnings: kinda dark but still tame, cheating (reader), unprotected sex (pls use contraceptives in real life!), oral sex (m receiving), praise kink, degradation kink, rough sex, riding, he spits in reader's mouth 👀, kissing (duh), fingering, light misogyny, ik he has a name but i use Kraven in this, bad russian google translate maybe (I AM SO SORRY I DID MY BEST—if you speak Russian and have any suggestions… please 🙏 )

LISTEN…I'M SORRY LIKE I COULD NOT RESIST WRITING FOR HIM…HAVE YOU SEEN HIM? Probably NOT comic accurate…

You don't know what you hate more at the moment—your boyfriend or the continuous sweat forming on your hairline from the dampness and heat. It's becoming dark outside, which should cool the air and help with the heat but not as much with how pissed you are at Chris. 

With a small squeal, you stumble on the roots of a tree, gasping as your ankle twists awkwardly in your hiking shoes and the buzz of an insect flies around your ear. You swat your hand near your cheekbone. You're holding the branches you'd found in one arm now as the stickiness of the air makes your skin feel heavy. 

Screw you bugs! 

Screw you woods!

And most of all screw you Chris!

You're too immersed in your hatred that you don't realize you've fallen into an animal trap until it's too late. You scream, the branches falling from your arm as your body folds and the net wraps around you, pulling you up into the air. The rope burns your exposed skin as you squirm. This had to be a nightmare, some sick cruel joke Chris is playing on you. You half hope he'll jump out from behind the bushes and laugh in your face. 

You wait in silence for a moment but your boyfriend doesn't show up. 

"Help!" You scream out helplessly, "Is anyone there? Please, I-I'm trapped," you call. 

"Hmm, yes, that is the point of one of those," a deep voice drawls from behind you and you wince. You try to strain your neck to look at the newcomer but you can't move enough to see who it is. It certainly isn't Chris. Chris doesn't sound like that.

"Please, can you help me?" you plead shamelessly now. 

Your heart is beating so hard. You hear the creak of leaves and dirt as whoever stands behind you walks closer to you. You feel them turn the entire net around and soon you're face to face with dark piercing golden eyes. A color you can only describe as supernatural. 

"Now why would I help you? You stumbled into my trap—that makes you my prize."

The man is tall and strong. His shoulders are broad and his hair curls messily across his forehead. He's wearing an open vest made of brown leather and adorned with fur, thick leather bracers, and a necklace where three animal teeth hang.

You concentrate on the sharpness of the teeth for a while, ignoring how very much shirtless the man is against them, but eventually you lose focus as with a swift motion, he uses a knife he'd taken from his belt to cut the net and you crash to the ground. 

Immediately, the dirt sticks to your sweaty skin as you scramble up onto your feet. You brush hair from your face and stumble back, almost falling again until the man's large, calloused hand finds your forearm and he holds you still. "Calm down," he says hoarsely, his eyes narrowing and his grip tightening.

"You don't wanna run from me, gorgeous. Clearly, you don't know your left and right around here but I do. So, stay still for me so I can think about what I'm gonna do with you."

He has a thick accent and you find yourself nodding. He drops your arm and you don't move. You look up at him as he looks around, rubbing his hand over his jaw like he's debating his next moves. You can see his knife, which he has secured into his belt again, glistens with blood and your stomach churns. 

"Please don't hurt me," you whisper.

The man stares at you blankly, his eyebrows crease as he looks you up and down. After a moment, the corners of his lips curl upwards and he moves closer. You squeeze your eyes shut, scared, and you gasp inaudibly as a tear escapes you. 

The man's thumb wipes it away, his hand cupping your cheek and he speaks a language you don't understand—russian you assume—"Я бы никогда не подумал причинить тебе боль, (I would never dream of hurting you)," His tone seems sweeter than how he'd spoken before but all hopes of him translating what he'd said disappear when he asks:

"Why are you out here all alone?"

You recover from his touch as it leaves you and you try and explain, "I'm not alone. My boyfriend," you turn to look behind you but all you see is the trees and hear the rustling of animals in the shadows, "is around here somewhere," you finish.  

"He left you? Alone? Now? It's almost dark," the man accuses as if it had been your choice.

"I- I was supposed to bring branches for the fire," you say quickly, gesturing to the branches that had fallen from your arms. The man looks where you're pointing and chuckles darkly. 

"Oh, милый (darling), those aren't branches. Those aren't even twigs."

You glare at him, not finding it funny at all, "Well, I couldn't carry the heavier ones," you defend and the man interrupts with another chuckle.

"Ah," he smirks, "so why was it you who went out? Can your man not care for you properly?"

You scrunch your nose, "What's that supposed to mean?"

The man's smirk turns into a smile, his teeth showing, and you can't help but feel butterflies in your stomach as he smiles. He's handsome—almost too handsome for someone who looks like they live in the woods.

"I mean," he drawls, leaning in even closer, "what kind of man allows his woman to do all his labor, leaving her on her lonesome and vulnerable to bad men like me?" Your breath hitches and your eyes widen when he finishes, "Your man is a pathetic little boy who doesn't deserve a woman like you."

Your mind races. You want to defend Chris, tell this man that Chirs is an amazing, loving, boyfriend—but another part of you can't deny Chris had basically coerced you onto this hike, on your birthday nonetheless, and then promptly abandoned you to fend for yourself.

However, those details weren't what your mind latched onto. No. As you stare at the handsome stranger, his words ring in your ears; "bad men like me"

The man can tell and he chuckles, "Don't look so scared. I like you. You're the most entertainment I've had in a while. Come," he beckons you over, turning around and gathering his net over his shoulder. When you don't follow instantly he calls out, "I can offer you shelter and food, and a fire," he adds with a glance over his shoulder, "Unless you'd rather find your way back to your boyfriend. Your choice, милый (darling)."

So, you end up in the man's home. The man—who had finally introduced himself as Kraven— lives in a small cabin that's obviously been worn out by time and weather. All the furniture looks barely used—as if there hasn't been life inside this cabin for a long time. 

Kraven's hospitality is coarse and oddly demanding as he pours you some honey tea he made himself and hands you some bread. You don't complain, you're starving. As Kraven makes a fire, he mumbles things in Russian and occasionally he'll look over at you, sending a shiver up your spine. Your hair is wet from the shower you just had and the strands stick to your cheeks.

Your mind wanders to Chris. Is he okay? It is a warmer night—so he really shouldn't freeze to death. You feel guilty for having accepted Kraven's offer but your thoughts are interrupted by the fire starting and Kraven stands. He runs a hand in his curls and drops his vest on the couch near you. You look up, suddenly extra aware of how shirtless and toned he is. 

"Продолжай смотреть на меня так, и у меня не будет другого выбора, кроме как трахнуть тебя прямо здесь и сейчас, милый, (Keep looking at me like that and I'll have no choice but to fuck you right here and now, darling)," Kraven says in a growl and the only word you recognize is the last one since he's used it a few times.

"What does милый mean?" you ask, attempting to pronounce the word but fumbling it. Kraven smirks and tilts his head as he walks closer until he's sitting next to you. 

"It's a term of endearment," he chuckles, "like darling—or honey."

You feel your cheeks burn. It's almost worse to hear him explain the term rather than just using it. You look down at your hands, feeling Kraven's warmth next to you. He smells like pine-wood and ashes and the scent is invading. You feel safer near him then you'd ever felt in Chris's arms. Guilt settles in your stomach again. 

"Ты так сладко пахнешь. (you smell so sweet)," Kraven says again and his hand comes up to move some stray hairs behind your ear. The air shifts and sexual tension settles around you and the feeling dances across your skin with fervor. 

You don't dare turn your head to look at him, afraid of how he's staring. "What does that all mean? The Russian?" you mutter.

"It means I want to kiss you, doll," Kraven chuckles and his hand cups your chin and he turns your head so you're staring at him. Your eyes are round and he chuckles, "what do you say милый (darling)? Will you indulge me? I wanna see if you taste as good as I think you do."

Your heart jumps in your throat and suddenly you feel very small compared to him. Your eyes flicker to his lips and then up to look into his eyes. They sparkle darkly and you wonder if anyone has ever been able to say no to those eyes. You surely won't be the first. You nod. 

Kraven leans in and captures your lips with passion so fierce you're afraid your lips will bruise. Still, they slide across his easily and it's as if you've been molded for one another. Kraven's hands tighten in your hair, bunching up the strands so he can control your head movements. Control. His entire demeanor screams control.

"Good girl," he mutters with a smirk against your lips and his hands move to grip your hips. You're wearing some shorts and a shirt you found in the bedroom when you changed from your shower.

You gasp as he helps you up and you straddle him now. With a humph, he lifts up his hips and slides his knife holster to the side so it isn't digging into your thigh or his. He grins wolfishly, continuing to kiss you. His lips trail up your neck and near your ear. 

It never felt like this with Chris. Sure, it had been fine—it had been good even in the beginning—but this? No, nothing could compare to this. 

Kraven's hands are large and strong against your skin as he kneads your waist and ass. "Ты такая хорошая девушка для меня (You're such a good girl for me)," he whispers, his voice hoarse, and as attractive as it is, you whine and furrow your brows.

"Please, don't talk in Russian anymore. I can't understand you," you pout, pulling him closer as you unconsciously grind your hips into his for more friction. "I wanna understand you," 

Kraven grips your hips harder and rolls them onto him, earning him a soft moan that falls from your lips. "Alright, darling, alright," he smiles and kisses you again. "Tell me, do'you want more from me? Seems like you do," he grinds your hips again, punctuating his words as he teases you mercilessly. 

You are at loss for words. This is wrong. You're cheating on your boyfriend, you try to remind yourself, with a man you met in the woods. But if this is so wrong, why does it feel so good? You moan. You desperately want to slide your shorts and panties down to allow even more friction on your clit. Your cheeks burn with embarrassment and you must look so needy. 

Kraven hooks his fingers in your waistband, running his thumb over your hip, reading your mind, "Is this what you want, darling? You wanna rub yourself on me like a little slut?" 

The insult shouldn't be as hot as it is, but when it's followed by a searing kiss, the word is honey on his tongue. You moan and drop your head in the crook of his neck, grasping onto his shoulders as you lift your hips so he can easily slide your panties and shorts down. "Please," you whisper, nails digging into the muscle of his shoulders. 

Kraven smirks and, as he holds your nape with one hand, he uses the other and finds your pussy. He explores your folds, wanting to make sure you're wet and ready for him. He rubs your clit, earning him smaller, more high pitched sounds from your parted lips as your wetness seeps over his hand. 

Kraven teases you for a little while longer, murmuring praises in your ear until he suddenly spreads his legs and you fall to your knees in front of the couch. You gasp, looking up at him from the ground. 

He looks majestic, sitting there, as if the couch was his throne and he was a King. 

Kraven's smirk widens as he fists one hand in your hair, using his other hand to lick his fingers clean of your arousal and then swiftly unbuckle his belt. He stares at you as he does this and tilts his head. "D'you do this for your boyfriend, gorgeous?" Kraven seems amused by the word boyfriend, as if it's some game to him. 

You nod, sinking onto your heels as you watch Kraven pull out his cock. He's big and hard and your eyes widen. "D'you like doing this?" he asks, his voice low. You catch his eye and shake your head honestly. You didn't like giving Chris head—but Chris's dick didn't look like this. Your eyes snap up to Kraven's cock. 

"You'll like it with me," he adds, smirking, and guides your head to his cock. You let him, having no complaints as you take him in your mouth. You're nervous at first, unsure of what to do, but soon you gain more confidence as you try and take him even deeper. 

You gag a little and Kraven just tightens his hand in your hair. 

"You can take it. I know you can, doll. There," he coos, clearly enjoying your work as you adjust your mouth around him. "There, yeah. That's my good girl." Kraven grunts out the word "my" and warmth pools in your stomach. You moan around his cock, sucking faster as if to respond yes, I am yours.

With a pop, he pulls your head away and tilts your chin. He helps you up to straddle him again, keeping you eye level as he positions his cock at your entrance. He squeezes your cheeks, opening your lips, and then spits into your mouth before claiming your lips again. Your eyes flutter shut as you feel him against you and he sinks you down onto him. 

"Can you feel me, милый (darling)?" he grunts, moving you on his cock slowly, torturing you. He chuckles darkly when you whine. 

"Mmh," is the only sound you make as he fills you up. It feels so good. 

"You feel full, hm?" Kraven taunts, moving your hips a little faster as his hands grip your hips hard enough to bruise. He pulls one away a moment and rips your shirt, attaching his lips to your hardened nipples as you squeal. 

"Yes, oh, I feel so full," you whimper, bouncing up on him, helping him so you can go even faster and deeper. "Shit, you're so big."

"Шлюха (slut)," he groans, the word slipping past his lips in ecstasy as he kisses and sucks across your chest. You whine, wanting him to tell you what the word means so you can understand him but Kraven smirks. He kisses your collarbone and then, using his strength, he easily flips you over so you're laying on the couch and he's on top of you now. 

Kraven sinks his cock back into you as he snaps his hips hard. You gasp, wrapping your arms around him and your nails slide up and down his back, and he groans with pleasure at the sting. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck please," you plead, eyes rolling as your body shivers.

"You're so tight around me. As if you were made just for me," he says as he continues to fuck into you. "Does your boyfriend fuck you this good?" Kraven asks, his accent thicker as he loses himself in the pleasure. His hand comes to wrap around your jaw as he holds you in place under him. 

You shake your head. 

"Слова (Words)," he growls but then curses and says, "Words, darling. Tell me."

"N-no. He doesn't fuck me this good," you whisper as Kraven's cock slides into you. You're so wet and he's so hard and this is so so wrong. 

"Yeah? You gonna run back to him now, bunny?" he snarls and nips as your earlobe. He thrusts harder and smirks at the pet name. "Hmm. run little bunny, back to your poor excuse of a boyfriend? No," Kraven grunts, as if he's made a decision, "I'm keeping you, doll. I can take care of you better than he can."

You moan at this and nod, "Please," you whisper, feeling your thighs clench around him as you can feel your orgasm approaching. 

Kraven feels it too. "You're squeezing around me, Шлюха (slut), do you wanna come?" Kraven teases and his thrusts slow. You whine and look at him, your eyes becoming teary from need. You nod.

He laughs and kisses your lips with a grin, "Alright, you can come. Go on, let yourself come all over my cock," he smirks against your skin as his sharp teeth nip at your neck. 

 You whine, letting your body finally relax as you come. You gasp, your eyes rolling from pleasure as your legs feel like jello. Kraven finishes inside you with a grunt and you whimper at the feeling.

He smiles as you sink into the cushions and your eyes flutter. His large hand comes to hold behind your head as he pulls you up and leans you against his chest. 

While Kraven's touch is comforting, it's also possessive and claiming. His thumb strokes over your hair and his lips kiss your head. He's holding you so close you're almost afraid he'll never let you go. You sigh when he slides out and picks you up in his arms as he stands.

"Good girl," he mutters as he walks you to the bathroom and adds, "You did so well for me." You let yourself relax in his arms as he promises he'll be here from now on. You're his now. 

You're so blissed out from your orgasm that your mind doesn't understand what that truly means. Instead, you shut your eyes and let him take care of you and, with a small smile, you think,

Happy. Fucking. Birthday. To. Me.

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[deepestnightcolor]

SO grateful for your fics about our dear boy Sam 🙏🙏🙏 I would love your take on Sam with a more dominant reader if you ever feel so inclined 💕

Thank you sooooo much for your request! It really means the world to me!~

I mulled over this and hope my take on slutty sub Sam is able to satisfy your needs! Enjoy and thank you so much!

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ᴀ/ɴ: The request above says it all. Sam's an absolute sub for you, dear reader. Use your powers wisely.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sam (SDV) x afab!Reader

ᴡᴄ: 2449 words.

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: sub Sam, bondage, dirty talk, spanking, soft nipple play, game calling, dirty talk, teasing, edging, begging. Sam's dick is pierced, it's canon now, fam.

Breathing seemed almost impossible for poor Sam as his head was resting on the plush of your thighs.

Maybe it was because of your fingers dancing down his bare chest, maybe your intoxicating scent that was surrounding him. Maybe it was the sweet words you whispered to him, telling him what a good boy he was for you.

But in all honesty, it was probably all three combined with the fact that you had firmly tied his hands to the headboard of your shared bed.

Sam simply loved subbing for you. He also loved taking control over you, but this...this always felt rawer to him. The way you always spoke in a hushed whisper that carried an almost threatening undertone always made him melt on the spot. Made him crave to behave. To be your good boy.

"What do you want, Sammy?"

There it was again. Voice barely above a whisper, but so delicious it went straight to his red, hard dick. Pre-cum drooled from the tip already from what you could see. But it was understandable, really. Your hands hadn't rested ever since they had worked on tying him down; tracing circles on his heaving chest, stroking a straight line down his stomach, tracing his v-line with a tender precision. However, the moment you felt the heat radiating from his rock hard erection, you purposefully made your way upwards again.

He opened his mouth to give you an answer - he was a good boy, after all!- just to instead let out a shaky groan when your fingers finally wrapped around the shaft of his dick, suffocating his attempt to speak before it even could have been considered serious.

"I didn't hear you, Sammy." Your answer was clear, sharp. Teasing. You knew exactly what you had done, but that didn't mean you'd let your little sub go without any consequences. Fingers loosening their grip, you allowed the pads of them to wander his dick. Nothing more, nothing less. Just a ghost of a touch. But that was enough for Sam to immediately whimper for you. Whining for you, his slim hips bucked upwards, chasing after what could be; what was so close to being. You grinned to yourself as you saw your lover on your lap - brows furrowed in concentration, mouth open to let the begging sounds slip off his tongue. You loved Sam like this. He was in the palm of your hand, desperate and ready to follow orders. That's why you had to tie him up most of the time - he was an eager boy. Trying to get on your good side at all times, slobbering all over you when you permitted him to touch you.

Humping at you, fumbling your weak spots to try and make you cave.  But today you had special plans for Sammy, which meant you didn't want to cave, yet even tied down he didn't make it easy not to. He was simply delicious all messy and needy like this. Red, drooling cock bucking up into the air with the desperate hope that it would make a difference this time, just to find out that it did not. The disappointment of the realization didn't linger long, quite the opposite. His hips were back in the air the moment they had met the mattress.

It was true - you were quick to punish Sam, but you were just as quick to reward him. Your hand now moved up and down his heated-up shaft, watching the reaction you forced out of the blond. His back was arched in, hips up in the air as if he feared you would stop as soon as he rested his butt back down on the mattress.

"Sammy~" you pressed, your thumb now actually finding its place on his tip, spreading the pre-cum with slow strokes. Sam was gasping for air, trying to fill his lungs enough for speaking to become possible, but you were growing impatient, clearly shown by the smack to his pretty thigh.

"You! You, I want you, pretty..ohhh fuckkkk."

However, you were far from stopping. You shifted around, now straddling your boyfriend, looking down at him with lustful eyes. Yoba, he wanted you. His whole body language told you so. From his tensed muscles to his dark blue eyes peering up at you, silently begging you for more. Of course, you weren't a heartless monster. Quite the opposite, actually. Just as horny for your boyfriend with need bubbling in the pit of your stomach, filling your veins, and clouding your brain. Your cunt was drooling for him, wetness coating your lips, your clit throbbing for Sam. You just had to rut against that pretty pierced dick. Show it the love it deserved.

"Baby, please. Fuck. Please, oh please, I am begging you... I need you...-" He gasped, his hands working against the restraints that clung to his wrists as if it made any difference; they held him to the headboard with an iron grip. A smack landed on his hip again, making your boyfriend whine, but the twitching of his thick shaft beneath you told you how turned on he truly was. "I don't think that's what a good boy does, Sammy," you sighed while shaking your head. But fuck - you really weren't a monster! And only a monster could resist that heavenly throbbing and pulsing against your wet pussy, the thought of the metal of his piercing gliding along your walls while you used your boyfriend as your personal fucktoy.

Lining up Sam with you always made you quiver in excitement. The man was big, slightly curved, and fucking thick. It was easy for you to say that he filled you like no other could.

"Look at you," you sighed as you rocked your hips back and forth, biting your lip. Your boyfriend stared up at you with awe, his mouth still hanging open as if he was about to say something, but all that left him were moans and gentle whines of your name. His cheeks were flushed, and his chest went up and down fast. His hands now continuously worked against his restraints, but when the realization that it was of no avail hit him, he decided to change tactics. His hips bucked up, an attempt to make you move faster in his lap.

"Ba-" he tried to urge you, but the feeling of your sweet, sweet walls wrapping around his hard dick made his world spin. "That's my boy," you cooed, looking down at the taller man, your own thighs quivering as you tried to adjust to him. The stretch felt painful, but in a way that made you crave more. The blond was lying beneath you, slender fingers pressing into the palms of his hands as he tried to savour the feeling. His brain barely was able to handle it, though, leaving him no choice but to babble. You attempted to figure out what he was saying, yet you didn't catch much more than "so good" and "fuck" and maybe, you were unsure about that one, "mine".

Sam's string of words could flow for all you cared, you weren't really able to understand him either way. So instead of wasting any more time you began to move your hips delicately. Starting out with a pace. So slow it almost drove you crazy, yet you kept staring at the handsome man beneath you, because his face simply made it worth it. SO full of pleasure and strain as he needed more, so divine.

"Behave," you threatened, giving his sensitive nipples another tug. Sam nodded, his ability to form coherent sentences seemingly out the window again as you began to grind your hips into him again. This time you moved up and down his shaft faster, with less regard to teasing him. The metal of his cock piercing just did something to you as it bumped and slid across your squishy walls, the tip of his cock entering you deeper and deeper with each bounce. Your boyfriend was obviously struggling beneath you, his legs twitching as he desperately tried to refrain himself from bucking up, his breathing shaking. He wanted to beg you to keep going, for you to fuck yourself stupid on him if you so pleased, but he wasn't able to.

The result he achieved was the opposite; you stilled your hips completely, leaning down so your faces were just about to meet. Another smack filled the room as you slapped Sam's hip, your fingers pinching into his nipples right after.

The whimper that left your lover's throat was absolutely unholy, eyes half-lidded as he gave you a small pout.

"That's no way to behave now, is it, Sammy?" You cooed, slapping his chest with a scowl. "Maybe I should just stop...you can fuck the air if you can’t keep your hips still. Maybe it will bring you as much pleasure as this pussy does, hm?"

"No! Oh, fuck, please! Don't, I beg you, I promise I'll behave!"

His lower lip was quivering - he had just gotten you this far, and now you would just stop? He wouldn't be able to handle that-

"Fuck, Sammy~ Love your fat cock inside of me...Lookin' so pretty for me, too. Do you like the way I'm riding you?" You cooed, but your hushed tone was interrupted by a low moan his dick tore out of you. The stretch was delicious, and by Yoba, you were so lucky that he was all yours.

Sam nodded eagerly to answer, which made you roll your eyes. He knew better than that, didn't he?

 A breathless moan escaped his wet lips and he nodded eagerly, his whole body melting beneath you as you used him just how you pleased, riding his penis hard and fast. The blond watched you with hunger, and it was obvious just how badly he wanted to get his hands on you. His fingers twitched whenever he deemed you in reach, and his arm muscles strained to touch you.

"Sam," you warned, leaning down and biting down on his pink nipple, coaxing a hoarse moan out of him as his upper body snapped up as far as the ties around his wrists would allow. "Yes! Yes! L-love it!"

"And what do we say if we like something, Sammy?"

"Thank you!"

"That's my good boy."

You simply didn't care. His dick was there to please you, and the both of you knew it. Breathing heavily, you moaned his name tenderly, fucking yourself sloppily. You had to steady yourself on his shoulders, the feeling of his shaft filling you slowly driving you insane. His moans, so strained and full of despair, his eyes, full of adoration that bled into lust-

It was obvious that his head was spinning while he tried to find the right words, and you made it even harder by lightly rocking forward every now and then.

"I- gonna- cu-"

You abruptly stopped, even though your whole body screamed at you not to. You were so close yourself, but...

"Mhh...you haven't begged enough today, Sam, don'tcha think?" You asked, a dramatic sigh leaving your lips. On the inside, you wanted to just untie him and have him fuck you. He always fucked you so well when you riled him up like this. It was like a beast that was unleashed; but you just had to stay strong.

You rocked your hips forward once, straining a gasp out of him. "Maybe...mhhh...maybe I should leave you here for a while...let you...figure it out yourself~"

"No! Fuck, please! Please, please, please! I'm begging you! Let me cum! I'm...I'm your good boy! Pretty please, I'll do anything! I'll be good! I am good! Please!" He cried, blue eyes swimming in tears.

"Shame. I thought you learned your lesson."

You began to lift your hips, his cock just about to leave the warmth of your sweet. Wet walls  completely when Sam finally snapped into action.

Again, you weren't a monster. So when Sam whispered a final "please" you finally allowed him to bottom out inside of you. "Help me a little here, my little slut. Come on," you cooed, lifting your hips to bounce on him again.

You wouldn't have needed to tell the blond twice. He bent his knees and planted his feet firmly against the mattress, using the newfound leverage to pound into you. His tip bullied into you as you worked against him, and fuck, you loved it. The sound of skin against wet skin and moans filled the bedroom again, just like Sam's incoherent rambling picked up again.

An actual sob tore from deep within him, a few tears trickling down his cheeks. His balls felt so heavy and you were basically sucking him off while you clung to him. He wanted, no, he needed to cum! He was a good boy! He found his words quicker this time, tears running down his face as he looked at you: "Please...please, please, let me cum! Balls...they hurt...you look so good! Feel so good.. Just...please," he sobbed, rutting his hips into you gently. His dick was drooling inside of you now, and the sloppy sounds filling the air, combined with his begs...

You were a panting mess yourself now, Sam's senseless pounding making the knot in your stomach grow. Sam didn't seem much further from the edge, almost immediately begging for you.

"Please! Please! Don't stop, please just let me-"

You didn't allow the blond to finish his sentence, instead, completely sitting down on him and halting his hips by clenching your thighs around them.

"I'm listening, Sammy?"

You began to ride him again, bouncing on him like he belonged to you. Sam's sobs didn't still, quite the opposite; they intensified the closer he tethered to the edge. "Can I-"

"Cum for me, pretty boy. Fill me up!"

But for now, you just had to lay your head on his chest for a moment, listening to his racing heart with closed eyes. Your hands were stroking through strands of blond hair as you tried to re-enter reality.

Sam didn't waste any time, his hips ramming upwards as rope after rope of cum filled you up, painting your bullied walls white. You felt so, so stuffed full, but whenever you thought there could be nothing more, Sam’s dick proved you wrong.

A hitch in your breathing could be heard, your own back arching inwards as he held on to your thighs, your legs spasming as your orgasm ed through your body. The sensation left the two of you breathless; walls tight around Sam's shaft, his cum mixing with your juices. You'd make him lick you clean later.

"That's my good boy."

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[hayleythesugarbowl]

CHANDLER HCS PLEASE 🙏😭 i know you have some pretty popular Joey hcs and i would love some for Chandler Bing i love him so much thank you in advance

chandler bing x reader headcanons

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a/n: happy to give you the chandler content you deserve. i imagine this to take place in s1. hope you enjoy!! 💌🍒

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dating chandler would include…

so when he first saw you he thought you were way out of his league 

but joey convinced him to ask you out 

and you found his awkwardness adorable 

but you had to say ‘yes, I’ll go out with you’ a few times before he believed you 

‘are you sure? because don’t worry if you’re rejecting me, i’m good at this part.’

he took you to an aquarium for your first date because he had free tickets

(‘you know, i’ve never really seen the appeal of these things. i mean, do you think in another world fish go pay to see us walk around in our homes?’ you laughed at that.)

and one of the tanks broke and soaked you both

after giving you his jacket and walking you back to your apartment he said:

‘let me guess, you’ll call me?’

‘what? you think one wet, fishy date is going to stop me from seeing you again?’

‘from your tone im guessing no, in which case I’m thrilled and I’ll call you as soon as i get to my apartment.’

you kissed him as he stood there blushing 

and you were all he could talk about for weeks. 

he found ways to bring you up in every conversation 

‘speaking off coffee, you know (y/n)…” 

he loves cuddling with you

and watching tv in his chair together

which started because joey didn’t want anyone else siting in his chair 

he brags about you all the time to his friends

Joey flirts with you whenever you go back to chandler’s apartment 

but it’s all in good fun and joey is thrilled to see chandler so happy 

chandler asks you for fashion advice constantly 

‘ok be honest: do i look like my grandmother in this?’

he gets so easily flustered like 😫 ajhfsfagajslf 

‘you’re so sexy’

‘i—you—you think I’m sexy? i mean, um, i—i just made it un-sexy didn’t i?’

he even quit smoking for you 

he needs reassurance that you love him and that he’s good enough for you all the time 

when you’re at work or he’s at work he calls you literally every hour just to say ‘hi’

he asks Rachel and Monica and Phoebe for advice on how to please you 

you become really close with all of his friends and they love you so much 

chandler can always make you smile or laugh even on your worst days 

and he enjoys doing so

you play with his hair all the time

‘my parents? are you sure we don’t want to go see your family for the holidays?’

he said i love you first 

and then panicked that you weren’t going to say it too, as he tried to backtrack 

but you assured him that you loved him so much 

when you first started going out, he knew that he really liked you 

but as time went on he found himself falling more and more in love with you 

and that scared him 

until he realized that he was ready. that he wanted to be in a long-term relationship with you

maybe spend the rest of his life with you 

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ hope this is what you wanted. i love writing for chandler so much. also rip matthew perry 🤍

#chandler bing #chandler bing x reader #chandler bing headcanons #f•r•i•e•n•d•s #friends headcanons #friends imagines #fanfiction #fanfic #reader insert #x reader #headcanon #matthew perry

[yanderes-galore]

Hi just wanna say happy holidays also for request can I request from Pokemon please

ok Hear me hear me out , yandere legend battle between Darkrai vs Arceus hcs where child reader knew them as a child and now reader knows them when she’s/there older 🙏👀

I can try with this, sure. Hope you enjoy it :)

Darling means literal God and Nightmare Incarnate when they were young.

Overprotective! Darkrai vs Arceus Concept

Pairing: Platonic - Rivalry

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Stalking, Rivalry/Jealousy, Pokemon religion, Dubious companionship.

Not sure if you'd be considered lucky or fortunate to meet these two when you were a child.

One of them, Darkrai, is a Pokemon that can cause nightmares.

The other one, Arceus, is literal God.

Maybe you used to have nightmares as a kid, nightmares of a dark shadow-like Pokemon.

These nightmares were a way Darkrai could communicate with you.

The Pokemon may have grown fond of a young child like you and altered your dreams.

However, soon the shadowy Pokemon grows greedy.

The nightmares are longer and soon your parents grow nervous.

After all... soon their child never wakes up.

This leads to your parents praying for you to wake up from this nightmare curse.

Meanwhile in your rest Darkrai is playing with you, no longer trying to scare you.

Arceus notices the prayers of your parents and takes note that Darkrai is essentially holding you hostage.

If you do not wake... you will surely die.

Arceus sends Cresselia to wake you from your sleep, pitying a child such as you.

Cresselia ends up prying you out of Darkrai's grip, much to the Dark-Type's annoyance.

Afterwards Cresselia leaves a feather with you, one that your parents make into a charm to put around your neck.

Fearing Darkrai will come after you again, your parents bless you and tell you to not remove the feather.

Due to your blessing, Arceus keeps an eye on you.

Arceus can tell Darkrai is lurking around you, the Dark-Type unable to let you go.

However this time the Pokemon can not put you into eternal slumber.

Essentially you meet these two Pokemon due to a traumatic event in your childhood.

Ever since both Pokemon have had their eye on you.

Darkrai wants to keep you to itself, meanwhile Arceus is following your parents blessing to protect you.

Now you're an adult, still under careful watch by these two deity-like beings.

Most of their "rivalry" is out of your sight.

While you still have that feather and blessing, Darkrai can't touch you.

Darkrai is usually a very misunderstood Pokemon, it didn't mean to hurt you.

The Pokemon wanted a friend... getting said friend nearly got you killed.

Arceus pities both of you, but the god has a feeling the Dark-Type may go overboard again.

I imagine things would heat up if your blessed feather was destroyed somehow.

This makes you vulnerable to Darkrai once again.

The Pokemon gets so excited, he can finally see his friend again!

As you fall into your nightmarish sickness again, you see Darkrai.

It's friendly towards you, almost treating you like a kid again.

Meanwhile I imagine Arceus does its best to interfere.

Maybe even to the point of entering your dreams too to try and chase Darkrai off.

That's how a rivalry between them would go.

Now the question is... what happens next?

If Arceus wins you will once again be protected, perhaps even blessed by Arceus and Cresselia again like long ago

If Darkrai wins, then you may die in the Pokemon's embrace.

Your fate isn't for you to decide...

Since maybe even birth, your fate has fallen to these two Pokemon... you are at their mercy.

#yandere pokemon #yandere arceus #yandere darkrai #overprotective pokemon #overprotective arceus #overprotective darkrai

[starleska]

Okok I've been sorta stalking your Wally writings for a bit and I WAS WONDERING- could I maybe get a Wally Darling x a person who stutters a lot when they're excited? I've been pretty insecure and in need of wally fluff if you're not too busy -w- remember to drink some water!! Thank you and have a wonderful day!

hello sweetie!!! haha, thank you very much for the stalkings, they're greatly appreciated - and for reminding me to stay hydrated! 🥰 ohhh this one is lovely!! 😭🙏 please don't worry, you needn't be insecure - stutters for any reason are just a natural part of human speech, and they're part of you, which is perfect 💖 i hope you enjoy :3c

Wally Darling x Reader with a Stutter headcanons

💖 the first time you meet Wally Darling, you're completely overwhelmed and can barely get a word out. on the best of days you're self-conscious about your stutter, but Wally is so drop-dead gorgeous he would've made anyone struggle to speak!! you flush, drop your eyes and fumble with your hands, feeling that familiar embarrassment welling up over you; it's so frustrating not being able to say what you mean. but you feel a reassuring hand on your shoulder, and look up to see Wally smiling and nodding at you. "Take your time," he says gently. "Sometimes speaking is hard for me too. You can say a lot with just your eyes." his warm demeanour is like slipping into a hot bath, and you let that comfort wash over you. although you're still bubbling with excitement and have trouble holding his gaze, you don't feel quite so self-conscious in Wally's presence.

💖 sometimes other people get impatient with your stutter, and try to talk over you - but Wally is having none of that. whenever someone tries to interrupt you or rush you along, Wally will confront them both reasonably, and in a way which shames them at the same time. "Isn't that quite rude of you, not letting them finish?" he asks, tilting his head on the side. "I sure am interested in what they have to say." whenever he does this, you feel a guilty rush of pleasure you're not used to: a sort of power reclamation, thanks to Wally reminding people that you deserve to be heard. you wonder if this has anything to do with Wally's unnerving stare...those who are on the receiving end of Wally's sweet passive-aggression never make the same mistake twice.

💖 it's common for you to have days where you feel down on yourself for your stutter, and Wally is always there to comfort you when this happens. even when everyone around you is perfectly kind and understanding, some days you figure it's best that you don't talk at all, and refuse to speak even to your closest friends. Wally notices when you're feeling this way, and likes to play a little 'zip-mouth' game with you, where he mimes locking his lips and throwing away the key. it becomes a contest to see who can go without speaking the longest, and Wally is very good at presenting interesting situations or funny gestures to try and make you talk and laugh. Wally never loses this game, and when you do finally break and speak to him - often giggling so much that you forget feeling bad about your stutter - Wally likes to lift your confidence. "There's that lovely voice," he says. "I missed it a lot. Let's not do this again soon, okay?"

#wally darling x reader #wally darling x you #wally darling #welcome home #welcome home arg #starleskasks #starleskawrites

[reasonsmandy]

I know you can't lie to me

Eddie Roundtree x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by two anon —¹ can i request an eddie roundtree one shot/imagine where the fem!reader shows up to camila and eddie’s house warming party with a male friend giving the impression that they’re dating when really they’re just friends. eddie gets a little down about it/jealous and it all comes out somehow. maybe the reader says something like ‘by the way, my type is hot bass players in rock bands’ and goes to walk away but instead he kisses her sjsnsns TYSM <3

² can you write an eddie fic based on your “tell me no one can kiss you like i did, go on! i know you can't lie to me” prompt? need eddie saying this line to the reader after a break up or during a fight 🙏

✧.* summary — You and Eddie had a complicated relationship, but love was there more than any other emotion, the hard part was that your misscommunication made everything lead to a big misunderstanding.

✧.* warnings — none

✧.* word count — 1.9k

✧.* 🎸 — Eddie's masterlist!

✧.* mandy's notes — This one was short but I loved it so much, I hope you like it too.

Eddie and you have always been something complex, you've always liked each other since the days when things were simple in Pittsburgh, but there was a pride in both of you that kept you from admitting that feeling. The two of you always had that getaway from rehearsals, making out in the corner of Chuck's garage and then when you moved to LA that spot moved to the vacant rooms at the record company.

But you couldn't lie to your heart, and your heart was lostly given to that bassist, every detail about him held you more in that passion, in that developing love. But you knew, or at least you thought you knew, that Eddie was a man of the world and you weren't the one to make him want something serious.

It was a fact that Eddie hung out with several women along with you, but no one actually knew the real reason, the deep meaning of it all.

Roundtree was madly in love with you since he was 14 years old, he was mesmerized by every little detail that combined you that made you be who you are, there wasn't a single thing that made him lose this image he had about you, you were his everything. But he always thought you didn't see him the same way, especially when you showed up with your first boyfriend all excited showing everyone in the band your new love, he felt his heart break for the first time… he was devastated.

He hated every second that this man spent there in the garage with them rehearsing, he hated just hearing this man's name, and his anger was only proven that day…

You entered the garage with your eyes swollen from crying, immediately Eddie drops his bass running towards you, Warren stops playing looking you out of the corner of his eye and soon the rest of the band stops playing.

"Hey princess, what's wrong?" Roundtree asks, grabbing your hands gently.

You let out a sob, hiding your face in his neck letting out your tears. "He cheated on me."

"I'm gonna fucking kill that bastard!" Eddie felt his blood boil, he would make that guy regret it. "Stay here, I'll take care of this."

"Eddie, you don't need to." You say through your tears, holding him closer to you. "Please stay, stay with me."

Roundtree felt his heart melt, he pulled you closer to him wanting to protect you from the whole world. "I will, but I won't let anyone do that to you and get away with it."

Warren walks over to you, patting your back in comfort. "I'm sorry niña, you don't deserve that."

Eddie waited for you to calm down, and as soon as he left you at home, he headed towards the place that that man would surely be. He was beaten up a lot that day, but he would definitely do it again, he would defend you in every way possible even if he ended up with a black eye.

That's the level of love he feels for you, he would and still does anything to see that smile he is so passionate about on your face. But there was one day that will always stay in his mind, the day you kissed for the first time, the day he felt the most wonderful person alive.

Billy wanted you to practice even though the winter cold was freezing your bones. You were pissed about it but you didn't have much to do, so Eddie arranged to pick you up to go to Chuck's house. He was shaking in front of the door of your house, waiting for you to open it and when you appeared at the door he felt his heart miss a beat, as always you were stunning.

Eddie noticed how you shivered and decided to do something about it. He took off his jacket and draped it over your shoulders, pulling you close to him for warmth. As he wrapped his arm around you, he whispered in your ear, "You're like a snowflake, you know?"

You turned to him, a quizzical expression on your face. "What do you mean?" you asked.

"I mean, you're unique and beautiful in your own way, just like a snowflake," he said, a small smile playing on his lips. "You have different shapes that always surprise me and make me want to see more of you to know every different shape. And when the sun hits a snowflake, it reveals all its intricate details and the beauty of it's nature. It's the same with you, snowflake. You're more beautiful when you show your true self, every little thing about you is so fucking beautiful."

You felt your heart skip a beat as you listened to him. "Snowflake?" you repeated, a small smile forming on your lips.

Eddie nodded, his eyes never leaving yours. "Yeah, snowflake."

You leaned in and kissed him for the first time, feeling his warmth and love envelop you. The cold weather was forgotten as you savored the moment, it was just the two of you and nothing else mattered.

You never named whatever it was you had, and it left you both very confused.Pride and fear of rejection made you stay only as hookers and nothing more, and it was on lonely nights where all Roundtree wanted was to be with you, feel you close, kiss you, love you… that he got extremely high or drunk, called any girl he had in mind to make him forget you. But no one could make that happen.

Seeing his attitudes you felt like you were just one more, and little by little your insecurities made you take that more and more as the truth. So you decided to move on by force, try to forget him, forget the way he makes you feel, so that's why you were on your way to Camila and Billy's housewarming party with a guy you met a few days ago.

You knew it wasn't right to use someone to make someone jealous, or to use someone to get over someone else, but what could you do? He couldn't be the only one having fun out there.

You entered the house with his hands on your waist, people's attention went towards you and soon the drummer approached accompanied by a woman with curly hair. He had his arm around her shoulders as always with a smile on his face.

"Well look at her." Warren says, with a warming voice. "Who is this guy niña?"

"This is Samuel, Samuel… this is Warren." You introduce them, Warren shakes the hand of the man who smiles at him the length.

Eddie was walking down the stairs with Camila, his mind occupied with thoughts about Billy's recent behavior towards Daisy on TV. As they descended the staircase, Eddie's eyes caught sight of you standing with a man. His heart sank as he saw the man's hand wrapped around your wrist, holding it tightly.

He felt his blood boil as he approached you, barely acknowledging the man beside you. "Hey," he said, his voice laced with jealousy as he turned to you. "What's going on?"

You looked up at Eddie, surprised to see him there. "Oh, hey Eddie," you said, smiling at him. "This is Samuel, a friend of mine."

Roundtree looks the man up and down, ignoring what you say and just nodding. "I'm gonna go get a drink." He murmurs, turning to go to another corner of the party.

Seeing you with another man was the biggest torture in the world, he couldn't see anything but the way that guy held you close to him. He was so pissed that you could see smoke through his ears.

Camila was next to him trying to develop a conversation, which was not going forward since Roundtree did not pay attention to anything she said, when she notices the bassist's distraction she stops talking trying to find what had him so distracted.

"If you like her so much, why not tell her right away?" Camila says, catching the bassist's attention.

"What are you talking about?" Roundtree says, lighting a cigarette. "We only hooked up a few times... That's it."

"Why do I feel like you don't even believe that?" Camila looked directly into his eyes, refuting him.

"She doesn't like me, Cami." Eddie finally turns to look at her. "And nothing will change her mind"

"Are you blind Ed?" Camila says, holding the boy's shoulders. "You've been crazy about each other since I've known you."

Eddie just looked at her, without saying anything. "I don't know, maybe it was all in my head."

"Are you going to get the benefit of the doubt?” Camila asks, looking at you and Samuel across the party. “Are you going to risk losing your snowflake?”

When Camila mentions the nickname he feels a tightness in his chest, he watches you smile at that man and the fear of losing you was devastating. Camila was right, he needed to do something.

He leaves her alone going towards the two of you, the eyes of the duo go towards the blonde who had a closed face, serious expression.

Eddie barely glanced at Samuel before turning back to you. "Can we talk for a second?" he asked, his eyes never leaving yours.

You nodded, feeling a bit confused. Eddie took your arm and led you away from Samuel, his grip tight on your wrist. You winced at the pressure, but didn't say anything.

"Is everything okay?" you asked, looking up at Eddie.

"Who's that with you?" He's direct, his hands never leave his waist as he keeps his face straight.

"I already told you, his name is Samuel…" You start to say but he cuts you off.

"Are you fucking him, snowflake?" He seems troubled, and you are taken aback by his questioning.

"What?" You say, looking at him with shock in your eyes. "Do you have anything to say to me Roundtree?"

"I made myself clear, didn't I?" His voice was low, he watched you intently.

"What's fucking wrong with you?" You were getting pissed, not understanding why he was doing this. "Now that's it, you can date whoever you want and I can't?"

"It's not about that snowflake! I know you don't like this guy." He says, holding your waist.

"What makes you so sure, uh?" You ask, approaching him.

"Does he kiss you the way I do?" He whispers, looking directly at your lips. "Tell me snowflake, I know no one can kiss you like I did, tell me he kisses you the way I do and I'll leave you alone! Go on, I know you can't lie to me”

You felt your blood boil, what the fuck did he want from you? You look away trying to contain the urge to kiss him and end all that fucking scene.

"I'm waiting… answer me." His voice was calm, meek and velvety reaching your ears like a sweet melody.

You roll your eyes. "Fucking hell Roundtree!" you say before kissing him with every desire in your being, he immediately grabs your waist wanting you all to himself, wanting that moment to last forever.

When you pull apart for air, he still has his hands on your face, stroking your cheeks. You approach him, placing a peck on his lips.

"You're right Roundtree, no one kisses me like you do." You whisper in his ear, turning to leave. You stop midway, turning to him once more. "Oh and by the way, my type is hot bass players in rock bands"

The blonde smiles when he sees you leave, taking another cigarette to light. "Oh snowflake, send that bastard to hell and come back to my arms."

You laugh at his words, saying goodbye to your colleague to spend a night with your favorite bassist, finally fulfilling all your desires from many years.

...

Hi, I hope you enjoyed it... If you wanted to ask for something my requests are open and if you want to ask and don't have any ideas check out my prompt list :) xoxo

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[kwnnys]

— main 4 fasting for the first time!

hcs : g/n reader a/n : for my muslim brothers nd sisters 🙏🙏 reader is muslim and asks the boys to try fasting w them for ramadan :D

— stan marsh

quite intrigued when you first bring it up, also pretty hesitant to try it

"wait so like- no food or water? for a whole day? are you sure I wont die..."

but with a little bit convincing, stan will eventually agree!

he starts off strong and confident 💪 bragging to the group and telling them all about fasting

but that confidence slowly dies as the hours pass... and poor boy gets so tired

he knows you said that while fasting that you should be as productive as possible, but hes just so tired and drowsy he cant help it 😭

he tries to play basketball with his friends, or even doing his homework. but he just can't focus on anything

he ends up sleeping the rest of the day till iftar

he apologizes and feels so bad 😓, but you tell him its fine since its his first time

I dont' think he'd do it again the next day or anytime soon, but maybe give it a few years and he might be able to fast all 30 days :D

— kyle broflovski

like stan also very intrigued and curious

he'll ask you alot of questions and take a few notes, before ultimately agreeing

hes a little nervous at first, but you manage to ease him with some words of affirmation!

tries to just distract himself for the whole day. studying, chores, video games, etc.

he doesn't make a big deal about it, but is definitely suffering on the inside

tbh the hardest part for him isn't the actual fasting, but not being able to swear or be mad (especially considering kyle has a short temper) 💀

cartman definitley takes advantage of this and calls him every name in the book. also purposely eats infront of him.

"hey stupid jew. look what I've got, a chocolate cake. you want some? oh wait, YOU CANT!" "...I swear to god cartman."

almost broke his fast cause of him. 😭

but anyways, he manages to successfully finish his fast!

he would do it again, maybe in a few days if you asked.

— eric cartman

when you first tell him about fasting and ramadan, he'll literally be SO flabberghasted.

"wait wait wait, so you're telling me you can't EAT or even drink WATER for 30 days? you trying to get me killed or something?"

it'll take alot of convincing to get him to fast with you

alooot of convincing.

but when he eventually agrees, he will be SO dramatic about it and overexaggerates everything

"oh my god, I think Im dying. tell kyel.. I hope he gets cancer.."

refuses to go to school or even get out his room

liane gets very concerned about him, and'll constantly ask you if he'll be okay and won't die

you assure her that its completely fine, especially considering he ate almost half the fridge during suhoor.

he talks to his stuffed animals to try and cope.

tried to secretly eat a piece of candy while you weren't looking 💀you'll have to keep a close eye on him if you want him to actually finish his fast.

he'll definitely hold a grudge against you the whole day and refuse to talk to you.

but don't worry, you make it up to him by taking him to kfc for iftar 😋

bro literally ordered half the menu and gobbled everything up in a matter of minutes.

safe to say he won't be fasting again anytime soon. or ever again,

— kenny mccormick

the only one in the group who manages to fast with little to no problem

kenny doesn't usually eat much food anyway, so hes all down

the hardest part for him is not being able to have 'dirty' thoughts or look at porno magazines 💀

the guys probably don't even notice that kennys fasting since they know kenny usually eat till you or he brings it up

cartman also takes advantage of this and tries to get him to break his fast with money. (which fails cause you're there to shut him off)

doesn't really have a change in his routine or life, he just does what he normally does

you're surprised by how easy hes taking it tbh

when its time for iftar, you decide to invite him over your house to eat :D

hes shocked at all the food you had prepared by you and your parents, and extremely grateful too

that day he had the biggest meal for the first time in probably a few years 😭

definitely took home some leftovers after for his family.

overall he'd definitely wouldn't mind doing it again! especially if it means being able to go to your house to eat again.

#— elys works #south park fluff #south park hcs #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #eric cartman #eric cartman x reader #stan marsh hcs #kyle broflovski hcs #kenny mccormick hcs #eric cartman hcs #south park x you #south park x y/n #south park imagines #platonic south park x reader #ramadan #ramadan 2023

[carnivorousyandeere]

Hii, can I request orgasm denial with Erik x male reader please? Dom or sub reader is your choice, and maybe some overstim? Thanks :D

Of course~! Thank you for the request. My sleepy stressed ass forgot to make it male reader specifically; I hope you can forgive me 🙃🙏

Denial and Overstim with Erik 💕💕💕

( MDNI )

CW: smut, orgasm denial, overstim, forcing him to accept praise via unconventional means, gagging

Other info: Gender Neutral Reader (Sorry 😭), Dom Reader

Erik groaned faintly through the gag in his mouth, head rolling back against your shoulder. You shushed him gently, sliding your free hand up around his throat to keep him from head butting you on accident.

It was rare to get him to agree to be like this with you; to be helpless and soft for you. Usually, if you were in charge, Erik preferred it if you were rough with him, and him bratty with you. Sure enough, once you’d had his hands tied behind his back, he started mouthing off like usual.

You weren’t in the mood for his games. He wasn’t going to goad you into ruining him any faster than you wanted to. Hence the gag.

And what you’d wanted was this; Erik leaned back against you, legs strewn over your lap, flushed and chest heaving as you stroked their cock and dipped your fingers teasingly into their cunt here and there.

It was driving him absolutely wild, if their squirming and hazy gaze had anything to say about it. Your gentle, loving touches and soft words in his ear made him feel so… vulnerable.

And you played with that vulnerability to your heart’s desire; bringing them ever so close to edge, then sliding your hand away when they got too close. Whispering soothing words into his ear as he writhed from each denial.

They’d struggled almost angrily at first… but no matter how many times you checked in, they didn’t use his safe gesture. Now he wasn’t fighting at all… he’d given into the pleasure, given into you.

Just to make sure, you decided to edge him just one more time. Sliding your fingers gently into his pussy, scissoring them softly as he closed his eyes and panted into the gag.

“You okay, sweet boy?” You whispered against his temple, pressing a kiss there. He lets out a garbled sound. You hum thoughtfully as if he’d really answered.

His hips jerked as your palm brushed against his sensitive t-dick and whined. You groaned at that noise, so rare from him, and sped up your fingers. Their muscles tensed, hurtling towards the edge too fast and too hard and then— you pulled your hand away.

Erik whined even more pitifully, turning his head and burying their face in your neck as best they could from that position. Your own core throbbed, sickly-sweet satisfaction spreading through you.

You pushed him upright and helped him to walk, on shaking legs, from the living room couch to the bedroom.

They collapsed facedown onto the mattress as soon as the two of you reached the bed. You couldn’t help but snort at the sight of the strong, uptight man shaking helplessly with his ass hanging off the side of the bed. You couldn’t help but give it a pinch, relishing in his muffled squeak, before dragging him further up and rolling him onto his back.

His eyes were dark and pleading; you smiled and kissed him over the gag. You kissed down his body, nipping and biting as you went. He watched you intently as you gently took him into your mouth. As soon as your warmth surrounded him, their eyes fluttered shut and his hips rolled against your face.

They whined and groaned pitifully as you brought them to the edge with just your mouth, maybe expecting you to edge them again and seemingly resigned to it. But you didn’t.

His eyes flew open and he let out one of the loudest sounds you’d ever gotten from him, even through the gag as he came. Their expression was fascinating as they fall apart, as if they were having an ecstatic religious experience.

You pulled away as they came down from their high, pressing one last kiss to their still-throbbing t-dick and made your way to lay beside them. They met your gaze and shivered, unable to hold eye contact. You gently undid the gag, leaning in to kiss and lick at the drool that had accumulated under the gag.

“….Thank you,” Erik whispered, voice rough.

You smiled. “Of course, love. I love making you feel good.”

He squirmed weakly at your tone, and gasped when your hand snaked down to his cunt and you slipped your fingers inside him.

“Uh— it’s too— too much.” His voice cracked on a moan.

“Remember your safeword, baby?”

A confident nod.

“Do you want to use it…?”

A shyer shake ‘no.’

“You sure?”

He frowned, shaking his head harder.

“Okay, okay.” You sped up your hand, heart melting at his vulnerable expression and the way he hid his head in your neck again, warm breaths against your skin making you shiver.

He was so defenseless and open in your hold… you took the opportunity to tell him everything you liked about him, how much you loved him. Everything they would deny and struggle to accept if they had the wherewithal to do so. You hoped, as you whispered more sweet things and brought them to orgasm after orgasm, that maybe he would really start to believe that you loved him too. That he was worthy of that love.

#oc erik #my thoughts #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere x you #yandere cw #mdni #nsft #yandere smut #sub yandere #dom reader #soft dom reader

[theicarusconstellation]

zelda tangled au anyone?

genderfluid link. runaway princess zelda.

imagine ganon knows only link can defeat him so he kidnaps him as a six year old and takes him to an abandoned tower in hyrule forest with the intention of corrupting him and the master sword to get them on his side. zelda has been told all her life that the power of hylia is in her, but she hasn't unlocked it yet, and the pressure is getting too much so she sets off to find the "legendary future swordswoman" who went missing years ago because "if i can't unlock my powers, maybe she can help me."

one day, she finds the master sword (which ganondorf has been hiding near the tower because he's saving it for when he finally figures out a way to corrupt it, harness its power, and take over hyrule). she's like "oh my god what if the swordswoman is around here somewhere😱."

MEANWHILE link is in the tower with their gorgeous long hair (and maybe wolf link as a sidekick instead of pascal?), and every year on his birthday, the leaders of all the villages get together and hold a little mourning/prayer ceremony for her bc signs of the calamity are approaching fast, and they're hoping link shows up soon, especially with zelda's power not being awakened yet. link desperately wants to go see the ceremony (they don't know what it's for, just that there are a lot of beautiful lights and the dragons of hyrule all come together as well), but obviously ganondorf won't let him.

THEN zelda finds the tower and scales it. link is all "HYAH!!!!!!" and the scene where eugene is trapped in the chair with rapunzel's hair plays out between the two of them except it's just a lot of link being like 😡😡and zelda being like 🤭omg this guy's reallly good with a weapon...looks a lot like the descriptions of...WAIT OMG ITS THE LEGENDARY SWORDSWOMAN🤭 link is like "i mean 1/3 woman i guess."

eventually, zelda convinces link to leave the tower with a bargain like "if i take you to the swordswoman ceremony, will you tell me about ganondorf?" (she already suspects it's THE ganondorf ykyk), and link is hesitant because zelda is telling them that the person they've been raised by is evil, but he really wants to see the ceremony, so he goes. they cut their hair to its length in totk and it really validates her gender yk? and when zelda sees how happy link is in her newfound freedom and gender expression she's like "well i have to tell him the truth about who he is"

she doesn't want to because it'll shatter link's worldview and newfound peace, and she doesn't want to put a burden on their shoulders (bc hylia knows she knows what that's like), but she does it anyway. at this point, link is beginning to get flashes of memories from his childhood and realize what zelda is trying to tell her is true, so both of them go to kakariko village to talk to impa (and they plan to talk to the champions after), but once they get there, ganondorf is there waiting in front of the desecrated former village like HEY POOKIE. FOUND YOU. MISS ME?

he takes link captive again and accelerates his plans to take over hyrule. link is trying to find a way out, and zelda is trying to find a way to help him, but it's not working out very well lmao. meanwhile zelda goes to the champions and asks for their help, relaying everything she knows, and the champions make a plan to get link and stop ganondorf. they get to the area where the tower is, but ganondorf was expecting this and takes them captive

as this happens, link doesn't know what's going on and is alone in the tower. he finds the master sword and the secret tower staircase, but it's a trap laid by ganondorf to manipulate link into joining him because link escapes the tower only to find zelda and the champions all tied up and stuff. the bargain is like "join me and i won't kill your friends when i rule, but refuse and i'll kill them slowly and make you watch" (i came up with this on the spot i know it's a rough plot WORK WITH ME😭🙏)

link being link challenges ganondorf to a duel, and ganondorf accepts purely out of amusement bc at this point he thinks "link can't defeat me yet since he's been locked in the tower; he's only a danger if he's been trained." link whoops his ass, but ganondorf harnesses the power of the calamity at the last second (which he was planning to do just to teach link a lesson in obedience and whatever). he whoops LINK'S ass, but just as link is about to get killed, zelda's powers Come To Life, and she saves him. then they all work together to defeat ganondorf and they all live happily ever after

#this is rough i know #but i NEED to write it #not sure if it’ll be romantic or qpr #but it’s happening #zelda #legend of zelda #link #zelda and link #botw #totk

[charles-leclerc-official]

hi i am sorry its too soon to be talking about china, but just reading that charles is spending additional sessions at the sim to understand and prepare has already got me pumped because this should be a good track for ferrari with its slow speed corner and maybe tyre graining? also considering its a sprint weekend, i am hoping for good things 😮‍💨 we really need it after suzuka 🙏

China is going to be interesting. Most of the drivers don't have any experience on this track because we haven't raced there since before 2020. That also means that this current regulation of car has not been raced there so every team has no data for how their car will handle on this track, we can guess but it's the biggest question mark of the whole year.

So the sim is the only thing that can be done to be better prepared.

You are correct with the low speed corners Ferrari should be strong in those areas. There are quite a few long straights too which are definitely going to go to Red Bull's favor at the moment.

The fact it's a sprint weekend so everyone will have even less practice on a track half the grid hasn't even driven before is probably going to make this weekend messy.

I would assume most teams are trying to do as much prep as possible because it's all they can do. Predicting how a new type of car will behave based on 5+ year old data is not really possible, we can guess, but I wish this wasn't a sprint weekend.

Again weather and temps will also play a role so we will see. I don't think this is going to be a great race for anyone simply because of the lack of recent experience on it. If nothing else China will be a very interesting weekend.

#luci answers

[scorpiomoon-444]

love between [preview]

omatikaya!reader (19) x neteyam (19) v. aonung (19)

summary: in which reader follows the Sullys to adapt to the Metkayina lifestyle in Jake Sully’s hopes of keeping his family safe.

aged-up!neteyam pic/s creds to @cinetrix ! (fr doing god’s work)🫶🏼

ary’tanika (reader) x neteyam v. ao’nung

PSA: i won’t be giving much detail about the characters yet bc i personally love the element of surprise--i’ll let y’all figure it out as you read and as i release more parts :) the characters will be aged up. as for the reader (y/n), the name ary’tanika is y/n’s na’vi name (stay tuned for more on that). like i mentioned, more details coming soon <3 hope you all look forward to it :) ! (this is my first fic so please be patient and give it lots of love🙏)

*Ary - pronounced ‘Ah-ri’ short for Ary’tanika

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“So..?” Ao’nung asks curiously. “Are you gonna sit, or just stand there all day?” He cocks an eyebrow at you in judgement, but his voice welcomes a flirty tone, a small smirk dancing at the corners of his lips as he looks up at you with a playful glance.

“Fine. I’ll sit next to you,” You decide, a glint of mischief in your eyes, slightly picking up on his energy. His tail wags softly in anticipation—though he doesn’t think you notice—as he makes some room for you to sit down. His ears subtly perk up as he waits, before you take a seat on the sand beside him. 

“Are you, possibly, a bit nervous?” He teases, a soft smirk playing on his lips, before his eyes wander to the nearby ocean. There it is. Ao’nung seems to have a very playful demeanor when it comes to you, contrary to your family friends, the fellow Omaticaya.

“Or maybe I’m just imagining things…” he finishes with a chuckle, his ears perking up as he glances at you from the side.

You let out a breathy laugh, “And exactly what about me helped put that idea in your head?” You raise a brow at him, leaning back on the palms of your hands.

“Well, I’d think anyone would be nervous sitting next to me,” He replies with a soft chuckle and teasing grin. “What’s the real answer?” Ao’nung asks playfully. “And don’t lie to me,” He warns with a small smirk, “I can read minds.” His gaze meets yours, before his eyes trail down the rest of your figure.

“Is it something more, maybe...?” He adds with a grin, his ears perking up as he leans in closer. “That’s if my intuition is right,” He pauses, placing a hand on his chest, “which it always is.”

You can’t help the amused smile on your lips at his words. “You’re seemingly confident,” You chuckle at his cocky demeanor—nothing he hasn’t shown you. “If you could read minds…” You tease, “Tell me what I’m thinking, then. Right now.”

Ao’nung is amused by your playful banter and smirks at your demand.

“How about, you’ve got the hots for me, is that about right?” He asks cheekily, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he meets yours. “Or perhaps something else?... Does that answer your question,” He pauses for a mere second, “...Little one?”

His words bring you back to the events from just the other day, his tail brushing gently against your leg, a playful twinkle in his eyes.

Your eyes widen and ears perk up slightly at the sudden contact of his skin on yours.

“Now you know why I think you’re nervous…” He chuckles softly to himself as you react in surprise, a playful grin forming on his face—seemingly content with the effect his subtle touch has on you.

It takes you a small moment to compose yourself before speaking again. "Wrong...” You begin, brushing him off. “Let's not get cocky, Ao'nung," You tease, tilting your head in a playful manner with a subtle expression of mischief.

“Doesn’t count if I’m only being honest,” He says confidently, before slowly bringing his lips close to your ear, “and I think you know that,” He mutters in a soft, low tone. 

His voice alone sends chills down your spine, but you ignore and shake off the feeling it brings. “I’ll prove it,” You try to say nonchalantly, with daring eyes.

Ao’nung grins even more and raises his eyebrows, ears twitching with anticipation. “Oh?” He hums, amused by your provocation. “Is that a challenge?” 

“All I’m saying is... I think you may be a little confused,” You pause—shifting your weight in the sand to face him completely—before leaning closer to him. “It’s you whose got the hots for me,” You say softly. “Or like you said... perhaps, something more?” You raise a brow at him.

Just then, Neteyam, comes into sight. You take notice of his approach from the corner of your eye and take this as a cue to dismiss yourself.

“Is that so?” Ao’nung chuckles, his voice low and rough as his eyes narrow lightly on yours. “And do you have any proof of this… obsession of mine?” His lips twitch into another smirk, and this time he shifts a little closer, his expression unreadable. But his eyes—those pale orbs of aquamarine—hold a hint of a challenge. A hint of a game they’re playing, like they’re waiting for you to step up.

Just the idea of it gets his heart racing.

You simply grin at him kindly and stand from previously laying on the sand beside Ao’nung, your tail slowly caressing his arm as you turn on your heels to face him. You almost miss the subtle wag of his tail at the abrupt contact of skin.

"I should get going," You say dismissively, looking down at his figure on the sand.

“Is it too much..?” He asks slowly, all while his tail brushes gently against your leg, attentive to any reaction you might have to him.

"So considerate of you to ask..." You tease with a pout and a shake of your head. “But you should know,” You tell him, “too much is never enough.”

His eyes shine with amusement, and your soft gaze meets his, a smirk spreading on his face. “We’ll see about that.”

You raise an eyebrow at his cocky attitude. "Maybe we will. Or maybe not." You shrug derisively at his challenge, clearly confident in your anticipated victory. 

"Ary!" Neteyam calls for you from afar.

"That's me,” You tell Ao’nung, excusing yourself as you turn on your heels to head in Neteyam’s direction. You look over your shoulder one last time as you walk away, “Don't miss me while I’m gone, Ao'nung," You tease.

He lets out a chuckle, a grin slipping across his lips, sharp white teeth baring, his voice a low rumble with subtle sarcasm. "I won't miss you...at all.” His words only serve to make his smirk grow even wider. He stands up as well—his tail wrapping around yours to take ahold of, before he pulls you back into his chest in an embrace. “Hope I don’t take up too many of your thoughts, little one,” He purrs into your ear.

Neteyam spots you and Ao'nung speaking alone by the beach. He observes from afar, noticing the way his tail brushes against your leg, or yours against his arm. He consistently turns a blind eye to the reason behind his muscles tensing up at the sight ahead of him. 

It’s initially because you confide too much in your friendship with him that it’s an idea he doesn’t even consider pursuing, as it could potentially jeopardize your friendship. A friendship developed years ago that—for some time, now—has been what’s grounded both of you in times of distress. You have always been best friends. Neteyam contemplated quite some time about being honest with you about this, but with the Sky People hunting his family, things got so very a little complicated, so he settled for a choice where you’d be safest. He thinks it’s best to keep things as they are—as best friends. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Nontheless, the sight in front of him makes him feel ways he typically doesn’t feel. He’s bothered. But seemingly more frustrated—more so with himself.

Not that he initially would, but Neteyam understands he can’t make a scene. Despite how badly he hated the idea of you and Ao’nung. Especially not with the son and heir of the Metkayina Chief. Though, Lo’ak had a different plan for him waiting to happen later that day. 

"Ary!" Neteyam calls for you. 

You break from Ao’nung’s embrace, his slightly larger tail keeping its hold on yours.

Your heart leaps at the sight of Neteyam approaching. You almost miss the subtle flash of anger in his gaze as he watches you two. He gives you a smile, though it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. 

“Hey,” Neteyam says loudly, his voice warm, though slightly strained. If you didn’t know him so well, you would have missed the slight variance in his voice.

"Neteyam," You acknowledge him with a soft tone, giving him a warm, earnest smile, genuinely happy to see him.

The rage he feels building up under the surface instantly dissipates at the tone of your voice and gentle expression. Though, his eyes jump between you, Ao’nung, and your intertwined tails.

The flash of jealousy comes and goes quickly when he catches the way Ao’nung had you wrapped in an embrace from behind, only a couple seconds prior. The tension in his muscles are still there, but he recovers his composure, and you hear his voice—it’s soft, like usual. “What are the two of you up to?”

"Ary was just telling me how nervous I make her," Ao'nung teases you, a glint of mischief in his eyes, to which you roll your eyes.

Your peeved demeanor gives Neteyam a little reassurance. Still, he can't help but notice the way your tail’s wrapped around Ao’nung’s. Technically, it’s his wrapped around yours. Neteyam habitually avails himself with equanimity in difficult situations, usually reserved, not often letting his emotions determine his actions. Except, he can’t help the way he’s so bothered at the way Ao'nung's eyes rake you.

Neteyam nods, a smile on his face. “I’m not sure you’re aware of the difference between nervous and scared,” He replies, attempting to conceal his true feelings with sarcasm. He tries to seem unaffected, so hard that he actually manages to maintain a pretty natural demeanor. You can almost miss the brief flash of anger that’s flitting across his eyes before he catches it—before the feelings of tension and jealousy are gone. 

"I’m not interrupting something.. am I?" Neteyam asks, his eyes darting back and forth between you and Ao'nung. He’s always been very attentive—observant eyes watching closely and ears listening carefully. Constantly giving close and thoughtful attention to the behaviors, expressions, and intentions of those around him. It is this observant, leader-like quality that differentiates him from others—he always takes care of things with persistence, and will take notice of very subtle changes.

"No," You almost stammer, retracting your tail from Ao'nung's, before averting your gaze to the beach, afraid Neteyam would take one look into your eyes and see right through your lie. Which, to be fair, isn’t a lie.

Not a big lie, anyway.

There are no feelings involved when it comes to Ao’nung. But there definitely was something going on between the two of you.

Tension. That’s it.

You and Neteyam are far from ever becoming mates, and you have both proven this to one another numerous times through reoccurring events. Back home, you were well aware Neteyam invested time into seeing other Na’vi, just as you did. For the fun of it. Though, neither of you really had too much time on your hands as you constantly spent your time training together, and when you weren’t, you were busy foraging for plants and herbs with Kiri.

Still... Why does it feel any different if it’s Ao’nung? 

Neteyam’s eyebrows furrow and displays a mixture of an anxious and pained expression on his face. He seems genuinely upset for a moment, but then it’s gone, the look wiped clean from his face. Fuck. He definitely saw through the lie.

He smiles a bit, in hopes of making light of the situation. “What is it... Some kinda secret going on, or...?” Neteyam questions with a smirk, his expression a little joking, but there’s a genuine question in there, behind the playful facade. 

"No," You reassure Neteyam again. "There are no secrets," You tell him, briefly sharing a glance with Ao'nung—whose eyebrows go up as soon as he notices the slight hesitance in your voice from earlier. His ears perk up as his tail wags quickly, the tip moving up and down. 

"Are you sure?" He asks with a subtle sneer. "You aren’t hiding something.. are you?" He demands with a soft chuckle. He circles you, his eyes glittering with amusement as he gives Neteyam a playful smirk and inches closer to you. “You don’t keep secrets, Ary… do you?"

There’s amusement in his hum when he asks, his tail gently brushing against your leg. He’s taunting you. His eyes then avert to the deeper-blue skinned Na’vi, whose expression instantly and very visibly transforms. His eyes immediately fill with rage, his jaw tensing.

“Stop this,” Neteyam takes a step towards him, “Now,” he growls, baring his teeth out of annoyance, his pupils enlarging ever so slightly so the white parts of his eyes are showing. His gaze is glued to the tail he has pressed up on you, his jaw still clenched. Ao’nung’s eyes sparkle with contentment, seemingly pleased to have struck a nerve.

“Oh?” He hums with gratification. “Does this bother you?” Ao’nung provokes.

You notice Neteyam’s face darken again, but he lets out a breathy laugh, and gives Ao’nung a smile. “Not at all,” he deadpans, the smile now gone.

His words make your heart drop to your stomach. It feels like a pang in your chest. You hate it. Maybe coming all this way wasn’t such a good idea, after all.

What if Dad was right?

You shrug it off, no longer feeding the thought or wanting to indulge in your emotions.

Neteyam notices the flicker in your golden eyes dim for a second, and his expression softens slightly.

“Perfect,” You agree with him—before he has the chance to speak again—in an attempt to conceal your brief moment of heart ache.

There’s a short-lived moment of only the sound of the moving water that fill your ears. Neteyam purses his lips with a nod of his head, almost like it was hard for him to digest your words. Almost.

"Oh look, you made him speechless.." Ao'nung’s voice is light and his demeanor playful, a soft smile on his face as he talks to you.

“You must be more charming than I give you credit for..." He teases, his eyes still on you as his tail gently caresses your leg.

You notice the instant scowl that transforms Neteyam's face, his eyes focused on Ao’nung’s tail. His fists clench for what seems like a millisecond. But he holds himself back—not wanting to start drama with the son of the Metkayina Chief. 

"Or...." Ao'nung suggests, a sly sneer forming on his face—this time his blue eyes following Neteyam.

"Maybe he likes you," He finishes with a shrug of his shoulders, his tail growing more playful as the smirk on his face turns into a grin.

Neteyam’s breath seems to catch for a moment at this comment, his tail flicking. You catch the faint look of surprise in his eyes and elusive twitch of his ears. But he merely rolls his eyes and scowls at the cyan-skinned Na’vi. "Skxawng," He says in a light manner as he shoves Ao'nung lightly, “You know nothing.”

Neteyam then takes ahold of your wrist. “Let’s go, Ary,” He demands with a deadpanned expression and leads you away from Ao'nung.

He drags you a little away from him, a soft sigh escaping his lips, and he releases the grip on your wrist.

There’s a short pause. Then, there it is again. A troubled expression plain on his features. He’s definitely holding back on something. “Look,” He says, his voice a low rumble. 

He scratches the top of his head, an expression of reluctance displayed on his face, before he cocks his head slightly to the side in defeat. He takes a step closer to you.

“I need to talk to you alone…” he says quietly, with a gentler tone this time. All while your eyes follow his hand that gently reaches for yours. “Is that okay with you?” His eyes are pleading, darting back and forth between your softened gaze, scrutinizing your features in search for an answer. 

You’re surprised by his simple action, but more so, confused by what he’s indicating. Your heart races, anxious of what he may propose or confess. But your mind wanders to what could be worse—the words that may fail leave his mouth, proving your dad right.

Worse, because, Dad being right meant that, ultimately, you would need to leave your feelings for him behind. For good.

All while leaving him behind, too.

#avatar #avatar fic #avatar the way of water #atwow #atwow neteyam #atwow ao'nung #neteyam #neteyam fic #neteyam x reader #neteyam sully #aonung fic #aonung #aonung x reader #neteyam edit #aonung edit #avatar 2

[haknom]

shady — lee heeseung

pairing: bff!heeseung x crush-gn!reader

synospis: no matter how much heeseung loved you, in the end the two of you could never be together.

warnings: mentions of cheating, heeseung is jealous, y/n is acc stupid.

note: i wrote this like three weeks ago and never posted it sooo Hi guys welcome to my second hee angst! ILL WRITE FLUFF SOON TRUST 🙏 wordcount: 405 words

“Y/n, listen!” Heeseung’s grip on your wrist tightened. You stopped in your tracks, loosening your wrist from his hand. “What? Are you going to tell me how I should be with you instead of him?” You spoke while turning around to face him. 

“I’m serious, he’s just playing with you. You even saw it for yourself!” He threw his hands up in the air out of frustration. 

Here’s an explanation as to why you two were currently arguing on a staircase; your current boyfriend, Seojun, was accused of cheating on you by Heeseung himself. You knew Heeseung liked you even before you started dating Seojun but never saw him the same way. Although your boyfriend has been acting weird lately, you didn’t have the courage to question his actions.

“So? What if I saw it for myself? It might’ve been a misunderstanding!” You raised your voice out of anger. Both of you knew that you always had thoughts of him cheating, but you didn’t want to face the truth even after 3 years into your relationship. 

“You know it’s not a misunderstanding. You’re so dense, N/n! It’s obvious, please, just face the truth already.” Heeseung’s voice lowered in tone as he looked into your eyes with pleading ones. You scoffed, looking away from him.

“And you’re acting like this just because you like me aren’t you? If you didn’t have some sort of feelings for me, would you even care about this?” Your eyes narrowed as you scanned his figure. Heeseung’s brows furrowed as an offended look grew on his face. 

“Okay, and what if I do like you?! Are you really that stupid to take in the fact that I care about you no matter my feelings? He really changed you,” he whispered the last part, but you could still hear it. “Wow, is that what you really thought of me? Seojun was right about you. Maybe I should’ve listened to him and cut ties with you two years ago.” You said, bringing up an old memory.

Heeseung’s eyes widened as you turned to walk away. Out of panic, he grabbed your wrist again, hoping that you’d turn around. But instead, you shook off his grip and walked down the stairs behind you. Regret filled his body as the sound of your shoes hitting each step echoed through his head. Everything hit him all at once. It was really over, wasn’t it?

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[timmymyluv]

love4eva

FAKE INSTA

timothée chalamet x kpop fem!idol reader

FC: rosé of blackpink

glad I got a spark on inspo to make these and edit my drafts!! missed making things and I'm recovering well so glad to be feeling great again. hope y'all enjoy this!

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