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luveline · 6 months

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hiyaa girlyy!! so i have a fic request and it's totally fine if you don't want to write / don't feel comfortable reading or doing it: and also, i'm not sure if someone thought of this yet, but how about spencer just being friends with a stripper. like their are murders ongoing abt strippers and spencer sees reader at one of the crime scènes and everybody's shocked since their sooo sweet and comfortable together? (and bonus point if she wears his jacket or something since it's cold)

thank you for your request! if you have more requests for this pairing please send them my way!

"I tried to call you!"

Hotch looks up from his phone at the shout. He'd been texting Jessica one handed in an attempt to tell her and Jack that he won't be home tonight, and he isn't usually easily startled, but he isn't expecting you to talk to him. Or call him.

He blinks back his fatigue —you're obviously not talking to him. You're almost nondescript in your hoodie, but Hotch isn't confident you're wearing any pants, or underwear. It was a rush job to bring everyone out from the club, and you and the rest of the dancers stand on the sidewalk in various states of undress.

"Can we get some jackets, please?" Hotch asks, turning back to the beat cops standing by. "Thermal blankets? Anything?"

When he turns back, Spencer's not where he was. Hotch casts his gaze back to you near the club doors, your hair messed up from the scuffle but your face intricate and untouched, just as pretty as the rest of your fellow dancers, and doubly so as you throw your arms around Spencer Reid's tall shoulders.

"I'm so glad you're okay," Spencer says, squeezing you hard, your heels lifting off of the rain-sullied sidewalk. "I told you to stay home!"

"I can't stay home, Spencer. How would I make money?"

"I'll pay for the hours you miss, I told you that, too."

"Baby, you couldn't afford it," you tease lightly, setting back down. Your hand immediately rises to Spencer's cheek, your painted nails scratching delicately at his skin. "I've missed you. Where have you been?"

"California, then Albuquerque."

"Killing bad guys?"

Hotch doesn't consider Spencer a lonely guy, and he doesn't think he'd ever be collected enough to enter a strip club, and yet. There he is, hugging and checking over a stripper with as much care and tenderness as he'd show any member of the team. And judging by your smile, you're enamoured with him. Whether romantically or otherwise is anyone's guess.

Morgan's, apparently. "Sorry, I'm sorry, does Reid have a girlfriend? Like, a…?"

"You can say stripper," Emily says, though she's similarly nonplussed. "I mean, there's no way. Right?"

"They're just friends," JJ says.

The team turns to her in betrayal. Clearly, JJ knew about this and said nothing, and Hotch has things to do but this is so thoroughly bizarre that he gives himself five minutes of curiosity; he lets the others berate her for answers.

"Come on, JJ! When did this happen? How did this happen?" Emily asks, her voice dropping to a scandalised whisper.

In the background, Spencer peels out of his jacket that barely fits around your shoulders. You wear it anyhow, wrapping your arm through his and leaning on his shoulder. "Thanks, Dr. Reid."

"I really wish you'd stay home when I tell you too." He rubs your arm amicably.

"Her old boss was a typical heavy-handed sleaze," JJ explains, voice soft with sympathy. "Spence said he used to see her at the grocery store with bruises. She stayed with him for a few days and found a new club… He said she can smile through anything, even a broken wrist."

Hotch understands. This part of Virginia pretends to be better than it is, and while you seem happy enough now in your profession, he knows it can't be easy. Spencer did for you what he would've done for anyone. You've clearly seen the good in him, treating him with a real and easy affection, adoring through shivers as you look up at him and ask, "Are you eating enough? You look tired."

"I'm exhausted worrying about you. You're exhausting. Like, where are the sweatpants I got you? You'll get hypothermia."

"I was trying not to get murdered. You're lucky I grabbed the hoodie." You turn to the team, as though you've known they were watching the entire time. "You wanna introduce me to your friends?" you ask. Hotch detects a hint of insecurity under all your bubbly sweetness.

Spencer laughs loudly, ushering you forward with a hand on your shoulder. "Don't chicken out this time."

"Don't embarrass me in front of the special agents!" you whisper.

"I'm a special agent."

"No, you're a doctor. He's a special agent." Your gaze narrows in on Hotch. "Hi, you're the boss, huh?" You eye his naked marriage finger briefly, and he knows you're kidding, but he still has to fight to stay expressionless as you continue, "How come handsome guys like you don't ever wanna see me dance?"

Hotch puts out his hand. "Aaron Hotchner. It's nice to meet you."

You shake his hand, though you stay as close to Spencer as you can manage without stepping on his shoes. "Right. Too respectful. It's really nice to meet you too, Agent Hotchner. Can you catch the bad guy soon? I'll end up on Spencer's cough again if I don't make rent."

Morgan opens his mouth and Hotch promptly shuts him down with a raised hand. "We will. You have my word."

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lucvly · 5 months

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— boyfriend headcannons with matt. ⸰ 𖥔 ͙

warnings: the usual !! sfw and nsfw parts. not proofread my bad.

a/n: i love reqs helppp 😣 working on another one which actually involves writing as we Speak !! i had to reupload this because i forgot tags SORRY anon 💔

— this man is obsessed with you. literally doesn’t even find any other women attractive. he has the biggest heart eyes for you it’s insane.

— adores hyping you up on instagram. he’s the type to reply “alr i saw it you can take it down now !!” when you post a story. your posts are filled with comments from him.

— he’s an absolute sucker for grand gestures. asked you to be his girlfriend by decorating your room with balloons !! goes all out on your anniversary (buys you a dress, gets you new jewelry, etc.)

— loves to color coordinate with you. whenever you two are going out or just seeing each other he calls you to match outfits. he thinks it’s the cutest (+ chris and nick tease him sooo bad for it)

— always gets you your go-to drinks. you’ll mention an iced latte once and he’s getting one for you every single day !! he’s so cute bye

— secretly loves it when you take pictures of him like a soccer mom LMAOO. he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. you love taking pictures of him doing literally anything: driving, doing laundry, etc.

— loves sleeping on call with you. he absolutely adores hearing you rant about your day. + sleeping on call together him while he’s on tour and misses you so badly !! half of the call is just him complaining about how much he wishes he could see your face and kiss you.

— he may whine about how you’re stealing all his clothes and hoodies but secretly loves watching you in them.

— him driving is sooo attractive. he’s such a gentleman ughhh. this man will get out of the car and open the door for you, leans over and buckles your seatbelt, + always has his hand on your thigh.

— always kissing you. forehead kisses, neck kisses, cheek kisses, etc.

— soo good at comforting and reassuring you. he’s such a sweetheart it’s sickening !!!

— your personal driver. it’s 3 am and you wanna go out? call him and he’ll be there in 5. you’re drunk at a party and need a ride? your boyfriend’s there.

— replies to your texts at lightning speed it’s sooo embarrassing but cute !!

— updates you on everything that happens throughout his day.

— nsfw below!

— anytime you kiss him it ends up in a heated ass make out session. your hands softly pulling on his hair, his hands gripping your waist as you ever so slightly grind on his hardening cock !! lollll !!

— he leans more towards the gentler side in bed. cute pet names, makes it All about you and your pleasure– (though he loves it when you give him head).

— howeverrrr, he can definitely get mean during sex. i’m talking manhandling, shoving your face into the pillow, dirty talk. (“too big— i can’t–,” “i don’t care, you can take it. i’ll make it fit.”)

— loves it when you overstimulate him. it’s his favorite thing ever. have fun watching him squirm, hearing him moan and whimper your name.

— begs you to sit on his lap. he adores it. stroking your hair, kissing your neck, his hands on your waist as he tries his hardest to not grind his hips up or simply just fuck you senseless.

— he’s vocal. whimpering out loud, begging, groaning, grunting. all of it.

— extremely good at aftercare. he’ll immediately clean you up, get a bottle of water for you, cuddle, talk, anything you want and he’s completely at your service.

— he’s such a secret pervert !!! cannot see you in a skirt because he’s already hard. showing a bit of cleavage? hard. sees you in a bathing suit? it is over for him. he needs you.

— cockwarming him while he’s gaming <333. he’s all for it. one time you two made a bet that consisted on making the other crack first. spoiler alert: you ended up with your moans being muffled by a pillow because you just couldn’t let him finish his game, could you?

#lucvly #matt sturniolo x you #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo imagine #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader

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jenosbigtoe · 6 months

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park jisung x bimbo!reader (M)

minors dni

summary: maybe the quiet boy isn’t as naive or innocent as you initially thought.

warnings: reader is kinda slutty but ji secretly loves it, dom!jisung, big dick jisung, fingering, size kink, creampie, fellatio, unprotected sex, college au!

word count: 3.1k

a/n: i’m a jeno girlie but ji has been hitting sooo different. ESP THE BAT JISUNG OOOH

SORRY TO WHOEVER WANTED THE JAEMIN FIC FIRST IM GETTING IMPATIENT HAVING THIS SIT IN THE DRAFTS. JAEMIN FIC THIS WEEKEND POSSIBLY!!

god you wanted him so bad. park jisung, the quiet compsci major that sat in the front of every lecture you’ve had together since freshman year. the park jisung that walked around with his clunky black headphones around his head at all times. the one who had his head down and eyes averted wherever he went. the one who rarely raised his hand in class but when he did, god he sounded so sexy explaining topics you could never begin to understand. the park jisung you’ve never spoken more than 10 words to in the 3 years you’ve known him at uni.

you just wanted to corrupt him so bad. with those baggy clothes he always wore and those harry potter circular lenses you thought looked so so cute on his face, you’ve never seen him interact with the opposite sex. like ever. and with your senior year in uni, you knew you had to make a move on him.

operation seduce park jisung is a go.

you had your first lecture of the day together. it was a 9 am, one you barely showed up to but you knew he had perfect attendance to. and today you were going to make his knees weak when he saw you.

popping your sparkly pink lip gloss, you gave yourself another look over in the reflection of the window before stepping into the lecture hall. today, you wore a light pink mini skirt, a white crop top and lacy hot pink push up bra that peaked through, and a cardigan with strappy gold sandals. you walked in 5 minutes late, smacking your bubblegum, and scanned the room for your target.

there he sat in the front row, in his oversized black hoodie and khaki cargo pants, his laptop open and signature black headphones around his neck. he was chewing on the end of a pen cap as he typed, eyebrows slightly furrowed in concentration. you smirked to yourself and sauntered over to the seat next to him, making sure to scoot behind him in order to accidentally rub your ass against his head.

“sorry, excuse me,” you whispered.

jisung scooted up to let you pass and gave you a tight lipped smile as you sat next to him.

you didn’t even bother taking anything out to write notes. as you pretended to focus on the lecture, your eyes drifted over to jisung periodically. the way his hands were so big and veiny. when his hoodie sleeve would lift up and tease you with the image of his slim muscular arms. the faint smell of his masculine scent—smoky cedarwood? you could feel your pussy throbbing.

after the lecture was over and jisung got up to leave, you stopped him. “hey, what’s your name again? my name is y/n i don’t think we’ve introduced ourselves before.”

“it’s park jisung,” he said curtly.

it was hard for you to decipher how he felt talking to you but you didn’t want to burn this bridge before it even took off. “okay, nice to meet you, jisung. see you around!” you gave him a bright grin and turned on your heels to saunter out of class, leaving him to stare at your turned back.

and the next few weeks it was rinse and repeat. you would show up wearing your cutest little outfits, showing the most amount of skin appropriate in an “academic setting”, and trying to strike up a conversation with the quiet sexy compsci boy you had a crush on. to be fair, it didn’t seem like your plan was working all that well though. you barely knew anymore about jisung than you did a month ago and you thought by now you would’ve had him melting in your palm. with all the curt responses he gave to your questions, you should’ve been discouraged by now. but no, you were more determined than ever to get this boy underneath you.

so today you decided to alter your plan a little bit. you found jisung in the same seat as always. you were wearing the cutest white sandals and a short mini sundress with a pink ribbon in your hair. you took extra care in your makeup today too, wearing just a little more blush, sparkly silver glitter eyeshadow, and frosty pink lipstick.

“hi ji,” you walked up to him and smiled, actually 10 minutes early this time.

he gave you a small smile and looked back down at his laptop. you puffed your cheeks and pouted a bit. you sat in your designated seat next to him in a huff and pulled at his hoodie sleeve.

“ji, you like me right?” you started to draw circles on his arm and leaned in closer so he could smell your cherry perfume.

jisung looked up at you and tensed up with hesistant look about his face. “what do you mean, y/n?”

you pouted your lip. “you know.”

jisung fidgeted in his seat a bit and looked every where but your tits that were spilling out your bra. “i don’t know what you mean.”

“well we’re friends, right?” you leaned ever so slightly over. god he looked so cute and delicious you could just eat him up.

“um,” jisung started.

you interrupted him. “well i like you ji. and you’re my friend. friends help each other, right?”

jisung stared blankly at you. “y/n we've barely talked except the past couple weeks.”

you ignored his last statement.“this is really embarrassing but,” you leaned over and whispered softly in his ear, “i’m failing this stupid econ class. it’s required for my major but i just don’t understand any of it.”

you leaned back and stared jisung directly in his eyes, close enough to count the eyelashes on his eyes. “help me, ji? please? i know you’re just so smart and i only need some tutoring.” you gave his arm a tight squeeze for reassurance.

poor jisung was so flustered and shifted around at the proximity. “w-well uh o-okay-“

you stood up gave him a tight hug, conveniently shoving his face into your juicy tits, and squealed excitedly. mission success. “thank you so much, ji! let me treat you out to lunch a few days a week to make up for your help!”

jisung’s face was so red and the hug left his glasses slightly askew on his face. adjusting his glasses, he fumbled out a “yeah no problem.”

after the lecture, you slid jisung a piece of paper with your number with a “text me :) <3” and practically skipped out of class.

later that evening you got a text from an unknown number.

unknown: This is y/n right?

unknown: It’s Park Jisung.

you squealed and kicked your feet around on your bed.

you: yup :)) this is y/n

jisungie <3: Okay. I’m free Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, and Sundays after 2pm. Every other day I have work. Let me know when you want to meet up.

you: yayyyy!! perfect <3

you: let’s meet up at the library tomorrow at 2:30pm. my place is right by it

jisungie <3: Okay.

you: your so awesome ji 😎

jisungie <3: You’re*

jisungie <3: You’re welcome, y/n. And just so you know, I do like you. You are my friend.

you had to run laps around your room after that one.

the next day was a sunday. you told jisung to meet you at the library but you knew better. the library wasn’t open on sundays. so that meant your study date had to move somewhere. and with your place being so close, that somewhere would hopefully be your apartment.

so you arrived at the library 30 minutes early, knowing jisung’s little quirk of needing to be 15 minutes early to everywhere he goes. today you decided to wear black yoga pants that accentuated your ass and a cute crop with a teddy bear print on it. and you made sure your makeup was waterproof because you hoped jisung would make you cry it all off later.

when jisung arrived, you faked a pout and pretended to be upset. you ran up to him and grabbed his arm, big fake tears welling up in your eyes. “ji, the library is closed. i was so excited to hang out with you outside of class but we can’t even have our study date because the stupid library doesn’t open on sundays.”

jisung looked panicked at the sight of your tears. “uh, um, uh don’t cry.”

you let a few tears roll and rubbed them on the back of your hands. “sorry ji. i’m just so disappointed. sure i want my grade in econ to be better but i also just wanted to hang out with you.”

jisung grabbed a napkin out of his bag and handed it to you. he rubbed your hand in a reassuring way that secretly had your pussy throbbing from his big hand grabbing your small one. “uh it’s okay, y/n. i can probably make time tomorrow. i have work but uh-“

you suddenly interrupted him. “wait, i don’t want you to have to miss work for me. i have an idea. my place is just a 3 minute walk from here. how about we head over there instead?”

your tears suddenly dried up as you pouted up at him, puffed up cheeks and big doe eyes with a hopeful look on your face.

jisung seemed to look relieved that you stopped crying. “okay. if that’s what you want then i’m down.”

you squealed and jumped up and down, hugging his body close to yours. “yayy! thank you thank you thank you ji!!!” you grabbed his big hand in yours and practically dragged him all the way to your apartment.

your apartment looked exactly how jisung imagined it. so pink and girly, flowers and ribbons and stuffies everywhere. and it smelled so strongly of you, he was about to lose his mind. your fluffy white cat purred and rubbed herself affectionately on jisung’s leg as soon as he entered.

“sweet girl, he smells so good right?” you lifted her up and snuggled her into your arms, giving her kisses all over her fur. “ji, you can set your stuff down by the couch. let me change into some lounge clothes.”

jisung felt so awkward being in your apartment but when you came out, he knew he was really in trouble. you were wearing a lacy silk pink victoria’s secret pj set that looked so flimsy.

“ji, do you want anything to eat? drink?” you walked past him, underwear peaking from beneath your shorts as you walked to the small kitchen.

jisung stuttered. “n-no. i’m good”

you walked over with a glass of water and a pack of cookies. “okay just let me know if you need anything.”

after an hour of jisung trying to lecture topics of micro and macro economics into your head, you just about had enough. slamming the book shut, you felt your brain about to fry.

“ji, i know i’m a business admin major but this is so stupid,” you whined. “why can’t i be as smart as you? i just wanna marry rich and be a stay at home wife.”

“well y/n-“ jisung started but you cut him off.

“no. i’m sick of this.” suddenly you pushed him back on the couch and straddled his waisted, using your legs to lock him underneath you. suddenly you leaned close to his ear and whispered softly.

“baby, i think you are just so sexy when you explain this stuff to me. you are so smart and i want you so bad.” you nibbled on his ear.

and jisung snapped. he was tired of your teasing for the past few weeks. what, did you really think he was so naive and stupid to notice your seduction tactics? you’re quite literally the girl of his dreams and you’ve been the object of his fantasies since he first saw you freshman year. you were always so bubbly and sweet and outgoing, the exact opposite of him, how could he ever stand a chance with you? but now that you’ve finally made a move on him, that was it.

using his strength, he flipped you over and pinned you on your back, gripping your hands above your head. “fuck. you have no idea what you do to me. you think you can just tease me like this, dangling yourself in front of me like a piece of meat, and expect me to not snap? you have too much faith in me.”

your heart was racing and every word he said went straight to your pussy, growing wetter by the second. jisung started leaving wet kisses down your jaw, once hand still pinning your hands above your head and the other gripping your waist.

“jisung you are so sexy. you have no idea how much i have wanted this,” you looked him into his eyes and smashed your lips against his.

3 years of unresolved feelings went into that kiss. he was a much better kisser than you expected, which had you moaning into his mouth and grinding up into his thigh.

he ripped off your pj set, leaving you in just your lacy white bra and panties. “fucking slut. you planned this huh? wanted to bring me to your apartment so you could fuck me huh?”

you whined and started taking his clothes off too. and holy shit was he hiding a beautiful body underneath those baggy clothes. you could always kinda tell he was toned underneath those clothes but nothing compared to this. his body was so well built and chiseled, arms so veiny and thick, you were foaming at the mouth.

he went to take his glasses off but you stopped him. “the glasses stay on while we fuck,” you told him seriously.

he bit back a giggle and ripped your underwear off. your pussy was glistening with arousal. he wrapped his lips around one of your juicy tits and traveled his hands down your body until his fingers rested on your cunt. “does my baby want to be touched here? does her slutty pussy want to be touched?”

you whined and bucked your hips into his hand. “yes! yes please ji i need you to touch me.”

he smirked and started teasing your pussy with his fingers, rubbing them up and down your slit and ghosting over your clit.

“stop teasing me. need more ji,” you sniffled.

he shoved two fingers into your sopping cunt and started pumping them. you moaned loudly, wriggling your body around and clenching on his fingers. with his other hand, he continued to grope at your chest, leaving you needier than ever. god his hands were so hot and they felt so good. so long and big and veiny and the perfect size for touching your cunt.

suddenly, you shoved him off of you and pushed him back on his back. “your turn.”

jisung looked shocked at first but let you take control. you pulled down his boxers and let out a small gasp. “no fucking way.”

jisung smirked at you and tilted his head back, shutting his eyes with a knowing look on his face. his glasses were crooked and falling off his nose but he never looked sexier to you.

“ji, why did you never tell me you were hiding a horse in there?” you asked, completely serious.

jisung stifled a giggle. “never asked.”

“if i had known you were this fucking hung down here i would’ve jumped your bones so much sooner.” you were seriously concerned for your little pussy the next day but at this point you didn’t care.

you gave his massive cock a few pumps with your manicured nails, wondering just how you would be able to fit all of it inside. even his balls were massive and heavy.

you alternating between licking the base of his cock and lightly sucking on his balls. god it was so hot and heavy and smelled so good, so musky and masculine. jisung let out the sexiest groans as you did this, snaking his hands into your hair and gripping your head. “fuck baby that feels so good.”

you gave a small kiss to the tip of his cock and then started sucking, putting more and more of it down your throat as you went. tears pricked your eyes as it went further and further. jisung’s moans got even louder and he started to buck his hips slightly against your face.

you gave licks to the underside as his dick was deep in your throat. with one final push, you bottomed out on his cock and deepthroated him fully, leaving jisung’s mind hazy and body shaking. fat tears welled up in your eyes and fell down your face. good call on the waterproof mascara.

“fuck m gonna cum. you’re doing so good baby, so so so good,” he groaned as you kept going up and down on his cock, sucking and licking his shaft with every bob of your head.

without warning, he suddenly ripped his cock from your face and stood up, leaving you whining and tears staining your face.

“what a cock hungry slut. can’t even go a second without cock ruining her. well don’t worry baby, i’m about to fuck you so good. wanna cum inside your pussy for the first time.”

he reached into his bag for a condom but you stopped him. “no condom. want you in my pussy raw.”

jisung smirked. “naughty girl.” he pushed you on all fours on the couch and positioned himself behind you. “you’re already so wet baby, won’t even need to prep.”

he rubbed his massive cock on the outside of your pussy, teasing your hole and sticking the tip in before taking it out and rubbing it some more.

“ugh fuck me ji! stop teasing just fuck me right now!” you whined out, arching your back and shoving your cute ass in his face.

and without warning, he bottomed out inside you. you screamed at the sudden feeling, his balls pressing up against your clit. your arms gave out from beneath you, leaving his hands to gripping your hips for support.

“m gonna move now, m’kay sweetheart?” jisung groaned. your little pussy was just sucking him so tightly and it was driving him crazy.

his hips drove into your cunt, his big cock absolutely bullying your little pussy. you were a screaming and moaning and crying mess. “yes yes ji! oh my god feels so good yes!”

you felt your orgasm building up, leaving your pussy to clench and drip more around his cock.

“fuck baby. this pussy was made for me. you’re so perfect and gorgeous and i can’t believe i get to fuck this pussy,” jisung was going absolutely feral above you, thrusting hard and fast and deep into your pussy. he was bottoming out with each thrust, balls slapping against your clit.

“m close. where do you want me to cum baby?” ji groaned out.

“inside. cum inside my pussy. please ji, i need it, need it so much,” you cried.

your words sent jisung over the edge. he released his hot load into your cunt, giving a few last hard thrusts.

the feeling of hot cum inside you triggered your orgasm. you cried out in pleasure, feeling absolute bliss.

after you both got down from your highs, still panting heavily, jisung collapsed onto the couch with you on his lap. his head rested in the crook of your neck as you laid your head on his.

“this is a little late but be my boyfriend ji?”

#nct x reader #nct smut #park jisung #jisung x reader #park jisung x reader #jisung smut #park jisung smut #nct dream x reader #nct dream #nct dream smut

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wintfleur · 14 days

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stop i need stella moments with her brothers in videos about them like “going home” 🙏🏼🙏🏼

��ৎ going home (featuring Stella Hughes!)

﹕─┈ pairings ( Estella Hughes oc! X siblings! Hughes brothers )

°. — details ( g; fluff. w; none really? wc; 1.k )

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( I am sooo sorry for how long this has taken for me to get out !!! It got lost in my inbox lovely, but thank you sm for sending in a request! I loved writing it, so sorry that it’s short !!! Hope you guys enjoy !!! )

°. — this is based off this video.

°. — ( feel free to send any requests of things you would like to see in this series, or if you just want to share some thoughts! I would absolutely love that! Please comment if you would like to be added to the tag list! )

au masterlist — you can find asks under #💌stellahughes!

﹕─┈ All of Stella’s moments during ‘Going Home | Quinn Hughes’

“Lukey was the best pool player in the family I would say, or in the house” Quinn answered Kate's question, as he motioned his head towards Luke who was leaning over the pool table with his stick. Stella’s lips twitched up into a smile, already knowing where her older brother was leading the conversation too. Quinn continued to speak with a small smile “He had like the best win percentage, and then he bought a pool stick.”

“For like 200 bucks” Luke was quick to interrupt Quinn, an annoyed frown on his lips as he looked back on the bad money decision, he should have listened to stella. Quinn let out a small chuckle and glanced back at Stella before continuing to tease Luke “Yeah, and he just his game went down the down the rails like. He was like one in ten.”

“What about you stella?” Kate sent the youngest Hughes a warm smile, looking at Stella who was sitting Criss crossed on the couch watching Luke. Stella perked up at the mention of her name and sent Kate a happy smile, but before she could answer, Luke was quick to jump in and answer for her with a laugh “Stella’s the worst!”

Everyone in the room laughs at the dramatic gasp that Stella let out. Jack, who was leaning against the wall, laughing louder than the rest at the offended look Stella sends him. Quinn just shrugs, he was not going to get in between Stella and Luke today. The Producer chuckles himself before asking Quinn another answer “are you the cook in the house?”

Stella zones out as Quinn answers the question, her eyes dropping down to her lap where her phone rested when she felt it vibrate, a shy smile coming across her face when she sees who texted her. She bit her bottom lip to hide her smile, not wanting to give her suddenly happy mood away.

lovey 🩵: do you think i'd survive sneaking through your window tonight?

pretty girl 🩷: are you brave enough to try? (i give you a 40% survival rate)

lovey 🩵: Bet! (i’d die happy though)

“Isn't that right stella?” Quinn asked Stella, wanting her to agree with how he's a much better cook. Stella looks up from her phone where she was lost in her own world and sees everyone looking at her for an answer, but the only answer they got was a confused frown and a small “Huh.”

Quinn and Jack chuckle while Luke narrows his eyes on her phone, Stella quickly shutting it off when she sees Luke's stare. Quinn chuckles and gives the camera a cheeky smile “I'm gonna take that as a yes.”

Stella sat in the corner of the boat, a blanket over her lap and her hands stuffed into the front pocket of Luke's hoodie that she stole. She wanted to go sit up on the front of the boat, curled up next to her mom but they wanted her to sit with Luke and Jack, the fans wanted to see the siblings together more apparently.

“Get your toes away from me” Stella quietly hissed at jack when he rested them up on the seat next to her, Luke who was laying on his stomach behind her stifled his laugh at the groan of annoyance stella lets out when jack teasingly moves his toes closer to her. Ellen leans forward and looks back at her children, she sends a warning look to her middle son and leans back, knowing that's all she'd have to do for him to stop bugging his sister.

Jack rolls his eyes and lets out an annoyed huff when Stella sends him a triumphant smirk, Stella leans back against the seat and looks out at the water as she listens to Quinn answer all the questions and talk about the lake. Luke absentmindedly played with a few strands of Stella's hair as he also zoned out looking out at the water.

Stella brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arm around her knees, resting her chin on top of them. She bounces in her seats at the waves quinn goes over, a laugh leaving her lips when her mother starts to shout at quinn and stand up “I’m kidding it's going to be fine” Quinn laughed as he watched his mom stand up, wanting to get away from the splashes of water.

A surprised gasp leaves Stella's lips and her body stills when she feels a cold chill run through her body, as she feels water come up and splash her in the face and neck. Everyone laughs on the boat as she hurriedly wipes off the water from her face, a loud laugh coming from quinn’s lips when stella whines “Quinnnn” Jack smiles and takes his hat off and drops it on Stella's head, protecting her face from the water.

Quinn gives the camera a big grin before shrugging his shoulders “oops.”

“What's the five for?” Kate asks Quinn as she motions towards the garage wall where four numbers in blue spray paint were written. 43,86,43 and 5. Quinn, Kate and the rest of the crew where in the garage, filming quinn as he shot some pucks, showing off the ‘shooting room.’

Quinn paused to catch his breath and turned to look back at the wall, memories flooding through his mind of him and his siblings all putting their number on the wall after the ‘shooting room’ was done. A great memory. Quinn smiled fondly as he looked at kate “Oh that's stella number when she used to play.”

“And I'm guessing those are hers too” Kate laughed as she pointed at the light pink skates that had a bunch of different stickers on them, the laces pink as well. Quinn chuckles and nods as he looks back at the skate's jack had gotten her a year ago, while Luke got her a new pack of stickers “yeah those are stella’s, she likes coming down and shooting with us.”

“Is she any good?” the producer asks, even though he already knew the answer. All the brothers have mentioned Stella's hockey skills before. Quinn leans down to take off his skates, ready to show them the next thing on the schedule. Quinn smirks at the camera “She's my sister, of course she is.”

At the end of the video the camera is filming all the guys playing a friendly skirmish, and you can see Stella sitting on the bench cheering for Cole who was on a breakaway!

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( I bet you all can guess who she was texting !!! I just know the fans would eat the content up !!! I know it’s short but I didn’t really want to put a lot of Stella in this video, just a perfect amount where the fans would want more of her !!! )

°. — taglist ( @privatemythss @cixrosie @toasttt11 @lxvelyzoe @bunbunbl0gs @lovings4turn x )

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ohbabydollie · 27 days

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omg so i’m new here but i currently have brainrot for 2 things

1) being a famous celebrity (sortaaaa like the famous streamer one but more famous) where ur like, an actress or model, things like that. and having a semi-public relationship with schlatt where you’ll be spotted holding hands on occasion, or on a red carpet but not really publicly discussing your relationship (even though everyone knows you’re together), and everyone is either super happy and ships the ever loving shit out of you, or they clown on you a bit and make “who’s punching up” videos and odd comments, and just not giving a fuck and being happy together but kinda wanting to be viewed like any other couple and not just another famous couple to be analyzed. (also similar to mutual break up but you don’t care about hate and stay together)

AND

2) schlatt made a joke about having his cock out in the latest chuckle sandwich episode and….. giving him head under his desk when he films….. for some things, like recordings where he’s not showing his face, it’s easy, but when he has his face out, it’s a bit more challenging. he has to restrain the urge to watch you and moan SOOO bad…. that’s all.

LMAO NONNIE THE FIRST ONE, I HAD TOO

okay, let’s say you’re a celebrity that is agreed by men, women, etc. to be absolutely stunning

so many people that love you, call you their wife, etc.

you are an absolute style icon, wearing pieces made for you to exclusive red carpet events

even people who hate you have to agree you’ve got a great style in clothes and makeup and yes, you’re iconic, at least a little

then somehow you make your way to the youtube community

people assume from you being so open and sweet and social is how you find yourself starring in a project directed by Ted Nivison

you’re so excited for it, interacting with other creators, etc.

Jschlatt knows of you, but thinks you’re probably like all those LA stuck up influencers that managed to make enough connections to get what you wanted

but when he has his first interaction with you on twitter??

he’s taking the chance to flirt with you publicly

in any way shape or form

and is so public about his crush on you to the point everyone is convinced he runs a stan account for you

you both do get closer behind the scenes but don’t tell much people about it

especially considering his jokes that people love taking seriously and out of context

you both are pretty secretive about it, super down low about it until the day he decides to pay for your nails

a small j is on the underside of your ring finger as to not show it off too much

it can’t even be seen unless it’s up close

then someone points it out on twitter in a selfie

you say it was dirt, but they know what they saw

then the paparazzi comes in and takes a photo that goes viral of you in sweats and a suspiciously familiar wilson hoodie

you say it a coincidence over and over again but the evidence is undeniable when you post multiple selfies in familiar hoodies that look just a little too large for you

small scratches and bite marks on your arms but you never mentioned getting a cat

then you appear in a chuckle sandwich interview

but the vibe is different in that video compared to the rest with guests

schlatt is polite??? and listening to you??

he looks at you with so much affection

yeah, your team does damage control and quickly

claiming that you’re currently single and focused on your career

then you fuck up on your own

a misclick on a story made for your close friends of you kissing your boyfriend’s cheek as he has the biggest smile ever plastered on his face

oh well, too late to deny anymore

so you don’t say anything until your next red carpet event where he’s essentially your accessory

like arm candy and dressed to match you

then everyone definitely knows

and let me tell you, some stans are sobbing

lots of “i waited 3 1/2 years, white man did it in one week” from fans and other celebrities

punching the air too

lots of crying and audios after they realize you’re dating him fr fr and not them

people definitely make memes out of it

goddess s/o and bf they probably found digging around in the trash and probably has rabies

yk that one meme of shining armor and princess cadence?

yeah, that + other attractive partner and their silly bf

so so so many of those “do you think we’re…in another universe?” slides

they clip any time he talks about you and use it for edits

editing characters you play with c! schlatt (it’s giving jack frost x elsa)

they love the two of you and seriously cannot get enough

but they really are punching the air when he marries you and when he gets you pregnant (if applicable)

#schlatt x reader #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #schlatt x y/n #schlatt x you #dollie yaps 🗣️#jschlatt hcs #jschlatt headcanons #jschlatt fluff #schlatt fluff

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jungwondazed · 6 months

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i need your thoughts on this jake SOOO BAD LIKEEE

HE’S INSANE ACTUALLY FOR THIS

riding jake in that chair, in an intimate dark room with barely any lighting, is a completely new experience, it's better than just getting stuffed with a cock on your own terms, riding jake is feeling his large hands trace up and down the sides of your waist, sending shivers up and down your naked body as he concentrates on sloppily sucking on your nipples. he's still completely clothed, hoodie still on, pants just sitting halfway on his thighs because he was too eager to take anything off. when he gets in the mood, he becomes careless of the little things, being too focused on wanting to feel you on him. jake loves staring into your eyes, he's the type of guy to truly feel immersed in your beauty and presence, making you feel so special and loved during an act so vulgar and dirty. his eyes are soft and hallow when he's turned on, lids closing halfway yet still directly on you. he looks desperate, mouth agape, breathing fast and heavy like he's absolutely in no control. his messy hair makes him look more gorgeous than usual, a sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead. jake is sweet with his words when you make him feel this good, he tells you how beautiful you look, how amazing this all feels and how he can't wait to cum inside you.

#jungwondazedasks #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #enha smut #jungwondazedjake #jake smut #jake hard thoughts #jake sim smut #jake sim hard hours #jake sim hard thoughts

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crushedsweets · 8 months

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Would you ever consider including nurse ann in more of your art/ stories? She's one of my favorite characters and I think your design for her is amazing lmao- I'd also sort of like to know what her relationship with the others would be like

yes. actually. i would love to . ok i have some vague ideas for how shed fit into the lore so thatll be under the cut !! i also start rambling about lulus lore too cuz i decided theyre friends.

ok so, again, my au is based around slenders forest being like... some sort of magnet for the paranormal. slenderman wants to keep all of these cryptids within the forest.

since its in a fictionalized forest in tuscaloosa, where marble hornets was filmed, i decided to move the abanonded hospital they visited up north of the tuscaloosa lake. she roams there.

SOOOOO nurse ann is just... a demon. slenders forest is sort of like limbo for a lot of the cryptids and kinda puts them in like.. a long daze and loops unless they're consistently leaving or being grounded by humans.

i dont EXACTLY know why/how she's in that specfic hospital, especially since i dont believe she has an official origin? maybe when the hospital shut down, she was let go and wasn't transferred to work in a new hospital, so she lost her shit and preformed some crazy rituals that ended up making her an undead nurse ? now she's forever roaming the hospital. or maybe she was killing patients when she was a human and kept doing weird demon shit with their bodies and the operator/zalgo fed off of her bad vibes. LOL IDK.

now about lulu cuz i drew her too.

i used to be sooo fond of lulu. and i originally said she was just going to be another ghost roaming the forest pointlessly, mourning everything and being incapable of interacting with humans, BUUUUUT. she is 24 and NOT A GHOST?!?!??!?! IDK WHY ALL THIS TIME I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST A GHOST WHO AGES CUZ YK HOW CHIBIWORKS STUFF WAS BACK THEN LOL... i def am tired of little kids being tortured and all these children ghosts tho so im kinda glad to have smth new to write. anyway. so im thinking lulus just another little demon thing... i'm thinking her story goes.

she was in strict private schools all of k-12, and went to uni on her own in tuscaloosa. she wanted to branch out, have a little rebelious phase, make friends, etc. tried to join a co-ed frat. she experienced an absolutely horrific hazing when she was like 19, the frat fully believed they killed her by accident and in their panic, tried to bury her in slenders forest, and some demonic entity in the forest infected her before she was buried fully. she ends up climbing out of her shallow grave, never having died. perhaps the operator did it, perhaps zalgo like in her og lore ? PERHAPS ANN CUZ SHES A DEMON HERSELF?

anywaaayyyyy :3 l think theyd be cute friends. they just look really cute together and i could see good chemistry so i totally would love to expand on them and make them friends. maybe expand more on the type of species they are, what kind of powers they have(esp if i make ann the demon who infects lulu).

BUUUUT ALSO this made me realize i should totally look into adding zalgo to my lore. cuz it doesnt make sense for the operator to make anyone a demon, thats not really what he does.... and i dont want him to do that i just dont like the vibes. so mmm yes.

anyway in terms of relationships..

lulu and her are cool good besties beautiful they would take selfies and do tiktok dances together.

masky and hoody are incredibly indifferent to her, because they dont have to worry/visit her often. she stays in the hospital thats in the forest, and thats exactly where slenderman wants her, so theyre content. theyre kinda grateful she keeps lulu in the hospital too, cuz lulu actually freaks them out bc she'll be jumping at them and shit talking about their eyes.

tobys EXTREMELY scared of ghosts (bc of his hallucinations of his sisters ghost . . ). he eventually gets over it(kinda?) with sally, but he keeps accusing ann and lulu and the sort of being ghosts cuz they just.. kinda pop in and out. at least jack has to walk into the room to show up. so he doesnt like them

mmm jack wouldnt like her IF he knows that she kinda turned herself into a demon through like, a ritual or smth. he'd be beyond pissed to know someone CHOSE to be what he is. if he doesnt know, he doesnt care for her. he kinda jokes about 'well why dont YOU be their medic' and shes like 'dont fuckin wanna be'.

jane and liu and kate prob dont know her... kate might but wouldnt care.

jeff would prob think shes hot or some bullshit and nina would be beyond pissed. at first ninas like AHHH SHES SO COOL cuz shes a fangirl at heart, but the second she hears a single 'goddamn' from jeff shes livid.

ben prob wouldnt care much for her... hes so uninterested in demons idk why i just feel like he doesnt care.

clockwork would LOVE HER. she'd think she's so fucking cool. she'd try talking to her all the time but ann prob wouldnt be interested in clocky at all...

ofc the proxies purposefully come into contact with the paranormal the most because thats their job, so i wrote the most for them, but that doesn't mean theyre the closest or anything.

ok thank u anon you did smth to my brain that benefitted my mental health cuz i love writing this shit for the creeps thank u sm .

#asks #creeped #hcs #sweetart #creepypasta #nurse ann #lulu creepypasta #creepypasta art #creepypasta fanart #creepypasta headcanons #ticci toby #masky #tim wright #aaahhhgghg #i love doing these so much seriously #heals me #toby rogers #Lucille-Tiffany Greatfeild

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mushies-stories · 4 months

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Little succubus- prolog

Demon!Ghost X succubus!Reader

(Read the next full fic here!)

More specifically shy virgin female succubus reader

Summary: this is just leading to some smut. maybe more? i like the dynamic sooo...

You have always been shy.

Growing up around the other succubus and incubus was tormenting. You found it hard to make friends and later found it hard to find a lover. Somehow you managed to stay a virgin into maturity. It wasn't because you had wanted too, you just could never find the courage to ask someone, or even approach someone.

That's how you found yourself in the streets of some crowded human city, walking around and looking for someone to feed from at least. You might not touch them but you have played with a few peoples dreams and it was… enough. There was no real satisfaction and they never tempt you enough to reach out beyond the shadows.

That was until you saw him.

You walked around aimlessly, not worried about bumping into anyone because no one could see you feel you. Like this you were a part of the shadows. No human could spot you. It was when he walked past you. Dark jeans, black hoodie and a skull mask. He was walking with three other males when he crossed you on the street. He was talk, and bulky, towering as he passed.

Once you made it across you stopped and looked back. He was facing you now, saying goodbye to his friends before they all split ways. Your tail swayed back and forth while you admired him, not even noticing how you were turning into a school girl over a simple human passing you on the street. His back turned to you and he walked in the opposite direction. Your heart sank as you watched his massive body get smaller as he got farther away.

The pool of wetness in your panties urging you to follow him.

So you do. You follow him through the streets and back to his flat. Inside wasn’t that big but it was more on the luxurious side of decor. Black leather couch and appliances, Grey walls. You trail after him to his room. Black sheets and the overall same style as the rest of the place.

You turned and saw him raising the hoodie of his shirt along with the shirt he had under it. His muscles and hard chest causing a wash of pink to grace your cheeks. You became fluttered the more he became exposed to you. Thick arms that could snap you in half and the tattoos adorned his arms.

As soon as he reaches to undo his jeans you scurry out of the room, too embarrassed to stand there and just watch him. You sat on the couch that faced away from his open bedroom door. The sound of running water filled the space while you waited. Your ears perk up when the shower turns off and a few moments later you hear him stepping out of the bathroom.

Couarasuity took a hold of you. Turning around and peering over the back of the couch you see him throwing his mask back on without even catching a glimpse of his face. You felt a little disappointed, for a moment that is. Once you saw that the only thing he was wearing was a pair of black sweatpants you could feel the heat from your cheeks in a second. Your pussy almost ached at the sight of his body. You wanted so bad to be under him, have him fucking you seneless until the only thing in your head was him.

Your eyes trail down and wonder if the rest of him was just as big… I mean he has to have a big dick right?

Just as your eyes travel back up to his face, finding his eyes, they snap to you. You let out a squeak and sink down and out of sight.

He couldn't have seen your right? He just happened to look in your direction, right? Your heart was racing and you closed your eyes to try and stay calm. “I'm being dramatic, a human can't see me.” you softly say to yourself, calming down a little.

“No, but a demon can.” a voice growled above you.

Your heart sank to your stomach and your breathing stopped completely. Slowly you tilted your head up to see the man standing right above you behind the couch.

“A… demon.” you repeat, voice shaky and quiet. “You can see me.”

He nods and places both hands on the back of the couch before leaning down to be closer to your level, face only a few inches from yours. “Seen ya back on the street, didn't think you'd follow me back.” he says, tone condescending.

Your face burned, you were already embarrassed about being so drawn to him, wanting to see his filthy dreams and now… well now he was really a demon and he knew exactly what you were going to do. You couldn't speak, words didn't seem to be able to explain a way out of the hole you had quickly dug yourself into.

“Well little succubus, just what were you planning on doing?”

#cod mw2 #ghost cod #cod x reader #ghost #ghost x reader #ghost x reader smut #cod x reader smut #ghost imagine #ghost smut #simon ghost riley #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader

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fairytsuk1 · 3 months

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alexis would be so down bad and soft af when it comes to his girl ik it

we’ve covered this before however he IS the people’s boyfriend so we’re talking abt it again 😁😁

alex will literally spend so much money on you if you don’t rein him in LMFAOO like i just think he doesn’t splurge as much for himself but he would definitely be willing to buy you makeup, clothes, jewelry, anything!

“do you think this is cute?”

“absolutely,” he gives you a goofy grin, “you should get it!”

you have to bite your lip to prevent from letting a moan loose as a veiny hand flicks his black card at the cashier.

also he kindaaa spoils you, i think he’s open to doing things for you so you don’t have to do them.

“could you make me a cup off coffee,” you bat your eyelashes even though he needs no convincing, “please?”

“what, am i your servant?” he giggles.

minutes later, your hands are warmed by a steaming mug of Bustelo coffee. oh, and ofc he knows the exact amount of cream and sugar you want. it’s perfect.

also lets you steal his clothes YAYAYA also … am i the only one that likes the clothes that are a little smelly… like yesss it’s my lover’s smell it’s real they are amazing i love everything abt you

anyways he has sm merch he doesn’t even think twice when you throw on his black Las Nevadas shirt (that barely covers your bare ass, something he gratefully admires in a sleepy haze.) hoodies, whatever!

i think he’d also lowkey steal ur stuff too 😭 he’s like “can i try your hair conditioner? what about your body wash? how do you use this lip mask?” (it’s laneige, he bought it for you btw)

he is SOOO CUTE he srsly wants to do everything with you and support you. also sidenote BIG FAN of bathing with alex.

hot water steaming around you as you relax into his sturdy chest. his arms are comfortable around your waist as both of you savor the intimate skin to skin. god… i need it ..

#quackity x y/n #quackity x you #quackity scenario #quackity imagine #quackity x reader

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satrs · 11 months

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𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; He just wants to show you that he's the right one. Is that too much to ask for?

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Geto Suguru x fem!reader

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ; 1.6k

TAGS; NSFW CONTENT! MDNI!. friends to lovers. fluff. nicknames. unprotected sex. just suguru being suguru. biting(like once).

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ I NEED HIM SO SOOO BAD MAN. Idk I just feel he is MADEE for the friends to lovers trope.

Suguru was so sick and tired of seeing you get hurt and used by those filthy men. Years and years, he had to witness his beloved best friend get hurt over and over again, crying your frustrations and your sadness out in his arms.

It was in one of those moments when he realized - he wouldn't ever treat his woman like that, you like that. He should be the one instead of those immature boys, you only needed someone like him- a man.

He would carry you like a princess and treat you like a queen, just how you deserve it. They couldn't care for you like he did, he knew you longer than them. What food you like and dislike, what your favourite color is. How you are when your sad, and happy. How gorgeous you look in dresses. And lingerie. He knew everything about you and was positive that he could treat you- please you, better than any man.

He would just have to let you understand that too.

"He's really not worth it Y/N. Your better than that." His words didn't help your weeping tears, hand tightly gripping onto his hoodie as you let everything out on his chest.

Suguru's hand took ahold of yours, causing you to look up at him with your eyes red from all the tears you shred. His mouth felt soft and warm on your hand, "please baby. You know I don't like to see you cry." That was only partially true. Of course he didn't like to see his best friend cry because of other men or out of sadness, but if he would be the one to make you cry while you were writhing in pleasure? That's a different story.

The sight of you crying made both his heart and dick ache at the same time, feeling the need to spoil you with pleasure till you wouldn't know the end of it anymore.

"Why is it always me Suguru? What am I even doing wrong?" Your tears were threatning to fload again, causing your best friend to act as quickly as he could. "It's not your fault Y/N. You just didn't find someone who knows your worth yet."

"And when will I find that someone?", you sniffled, causing the long haired male to look down at you. He's right here. Me. I'm the one for you. But he wouldn't dare to speak out those words, you had to be aware of it yourself.

His gaze flickered around your room. arm snaking aroung your shivering form to pull you closer into his chest, "Eventually."

His fingers catched the tear that was about to sneak it's way down your cheeks, wiping your eyes clear to see. His next words followed in a low tone, hoping you would catch his intentions. "You just don't know what's right infront of those pretty eyes of yours."

You catched onto his words through your sniffling, eyes lifting to meet his, retreating from his hold as you intensily looked at him, face mere inches away from his. "What do you mean?" Your question was stated carefully, to scared of what the answer might be.

Did he really?- no way. That would be to good to be true. You're just friends afterall, don't let it grow to your head.

Your thoughts were cut of by the sensation of soft lips pressing into yours, catching you off guard. Suguru's hand was quick to sneak around the back of your neck, holding you in place so you couldn't pull away.

He poured his all into the kiss, taking in a deep breath, the smell of you deeply imprinted into his brain, brows furrowning as he expressed his love through this sensual exchange.

You understood now, you finally realized what he meant earlier. He was right, you didn’t realize what was before your eyes- it was Suguru himself. How did you never read the room? Get the signs? Like the nicknames he gave you and made your heart flutter, or the touches that were a bit too intimate for just 'a friend'.

Soon you returned the kiss, deeply sinking into him, taking in all of his emotions, soaking in the feeling of his warm tongue exploring every part of your mouth. "You don't know how long I've waited for this.", he had said, mouth departing from yours to make quick work of your clothes.

You just wordlessly watched him, feeling like you're in a fever dream. The feeling of his lips against yours is so addicting and wonderful, not to mention the swift movement of his fingers, robbing sighs and moans out of your mouth. He was quick to strip out of his clothes himself, motioning you to straddle his lap. You complied, swiftly moving ontop of him, enveloping his lips into a kiss again as your hips subconciously grind onto his errected length. He growled into your mouth, hand squeezing the fat of your ass as he moved you steadily on himself. "Me too. Wanted this for so long Suguru." Your words shocked the man, his brows frowning in confusion. You did?

"Please Suguru. Need you." Your pleas snapped him out of his trance, lifting you up lightly to hover you over his red angry tip. You bit your lip in satifaction and threw your head back at the feeling of his tip bullying itself past your entrance. "shh, I'm here baby, You got me."

"Mhm." You nodded your head frantically in daze as he bottomed out, feeling completely full of his grith. "Feels so good." He couldn't get enough of the sound of your breathy voice, his hips moving backwards only to snap right back into yours, causing a yelp to errupt from your lungs. He let out a moan at the feeling of your velvet walls embracing his length and wrapping so tightly around his angry mushroom tip, head thrown back onto the couch. "fuck."

His hand traveled to the back of your neck, smashing his lips against yours and swallowing all the moans he tickled out of you. "Who is making you feel this good baby, hm?" He shortly broke away from the kiss, placing one quick messy and open mouthed peak at your lips, his hand now traveling down your spine, goosebumps appearing on your whole body.

The speed of his hips increased, his hand firmly holding the back of your thigh to rock you back onto his incoming thrusts, your clit nudging his pelvic bone with every movement.

Suddenly his movement stopped, hand traveling behind you to take ahold of your hair, tucking your head back lightly as his eyes starred daggers into your soul. "I said," he adjusted himself, harshly thrusting up into you after every word that came past his lips, "who. is. making. you feel this good?"

A loud cry of his name errupted from your lungs, face twisting at the feeling of his tip hitting your cervix over and over again. Pleased with your answer he let his grip go and sneaked his arms around you instead, tightly embracing you and pulling you closer to himself, both of your bodies rubbing against each other with each hard movement of his hips, sweat glisterning and adoring the both of you.

Your hot breath tickled his neck, his breath equally occupying yours, peppering wet and messy kisses onto it, harshly sucking on your neck that pulled out a mewl out of you. "You're so fucking sexy", he muttered against your neck, one hand traveling back to your back, harshly smacking it. "All mine, right?"

Nodding your head rapidly, your head leaned forward to capture the man's lips in another kiss, your moans drowning in Suguru's mouth, only some of his groans managing to escape the intense kiss.

With each roll of his hips you grew closer to your limit, moans turning higher in volume. Suguru noticed your incoming orgasm right away, hand sneaking between your bodies to rub your bundle of nerves to draw out your high.

You came undone under his actions, teeth catching your bottom lip as your head threw back in euphoria, the knot in your stomach snapping in half.

Your walls clenched tightly around his, drawing low moans out of him as his thurst turned sloppier. "I'm gonna- shit Cum for you baby." You could only manage to moan in return, body falling ontop of his as his head hung low in your neck, teeth biting down into it to hide his sounds and also create a visible mark on you.

A pleased sigh escaped your lips as you felt his hot, white cum fill your hole, some leaking out and running down his length. Suguru was breathing heavily just like you, calming down from his high.

Your head rested against his chest as he slid out of you, his cum dripping down your thigh while your exhausted form drew forms on his chest with your fingers. This made the young man giggle, catching your attention as you looked up at him with such an adoring smile that made him fall in love with you a second time.

Your nose scrunched as Suguru drew circles on your hip while placing a soft kiss to your temple. "This is such a kitschy couple thingy." He only returned you a lovestruck smile, head leaning down to capture your lips in a quick kiss. "So then we're a kitschy couple then?", he questioned, still a bit cautious because he was scared you might change your mind.

Your lips felt hot against his as you chased his lips again, his demeanour relaxing at your action.

"Yes we are."

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skzooe · 1 year

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i absolutely love the lipstick stain trend!

i need a part 3 with junhyeon in it, pretty pleasee

you are doing great, keep up the good work! :)

lipstick stain trend,,💌 p.3

BOYS PLANET

p.1 p.2 p.3

with; taerae, keita, kamden, gyuvin, junhyeon, matthew

[note;; i waffled towards the end bc i ran outa ideas but not sure if this is still in trend so sorry for the wait!! ❣️]

for those who don't know 💋💋💋

taerae;

such a romantic guy

will place roses and candles around you to "set the mood" of the video

HE'S SO EXTRA I LOVE HIM

"waitwait, we need more flowers"

a perfectionist fr

he's so into it as you place kiss marks on his face

you can just tell how he's trying to hide his huge smile

honestly fighting the urge to kiss you back

he couldn't help it, so he ran his thumb across your stained red lips, holding your hips for support

turns into a LONG ASS makeout sesh

you both pull away and hes just staring at you with love in his eyes and just smiles so beautifully 😭

“i could spend the whole day doing just this.”

(promoting my taerae picnic date fic bc why not🤷‍♀️)

keita;

when you show him the video he gets SO SMILEY

his smile literally lights up the whole room its so cute

how could he say no

when you cup his face and start kissing him he literally WONT STOP SMILING

"your lips are so soft"

he loves it too much that he starts giggling like a girl uncontrollably

when you finish the video he just blurts out the most random things

"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH"

"I'M SO LUCKY TO HAVE YOU"

is he drunk???????

tight cuddles and kisses straight after bc he's just like that

kamden;

we already know how kamden is

he's an average user on tiktok so he might know about it already

so when you ask him he's just like: 🙂🧍‍♂️

he doesn't really mind since he's down for anything with you

"im down"

he just sits there in silence as you pepper kisses on his face

he doesn't really make eye contact with you because he's SO SHYY

when you start giving kisses on his neck, he gets so flustered and his ears turn red

he didn't want you to see how red he was, so he pulled you in and cuddled you as tight as he could on his chest

you noticed his ears which you found adorable

"you're so cute when you're flustered"

"you make me lose control."

(honestly got me kicking my feet while writing this icl)

gyuvin;

sooooo clingy

physical touch king

would do ANYTHING to spend more time w you

"do you-"

"YES."

dawg im not done talking?????

while you put on the lipstick you picked out, gyuvin is just laying on your lap playing with the strings of your hoodie

istg he's never separating from you

cup his cheeks and he will MELTT

you try to kiss his cheek, but he swerves his lips onto yours 🤧

he thought he was so slick with it

"i really, really want to kiss you again"

as you're about to lay kisses on his cheek, he pulls you close and places his lips onto yours

only bc he just cant get enough of your touch

goes on for ageeeessss

you both pull out with heavy breaths, looking so flushed and dizzy with pink cheeks

he has smudged lipstick all over his mouth which you find so cute

he just chuckles

"you got lipstick all over me"

junhyeon;

you're sat on the counter of the kitchen as junhyeon heats up his food

you stumble across a video of the trend which you found soo cute

you show him and he is just so goofy and confident about it🤧

"do you wanna do this?"

"SAY LESS"

you get the lipstick from your bag and apply it to your lips while he approaches you

he's hovering over you with hands on the counter, each on your sides

as you're kissing his face, you accidentally smudge one which makes him whinee

"i think i deserve a kiss."

he's smirking sooo slyly

he puts his hand on your waist as he pulled in close

you're both lost in the moment as he says

"i wanted to do this so damn bad"

(the food hello??????)

matthew;

you're both snuggled up on the couch watching tiktoks together when you both come across this trend you wanted to try out

matthew rushes to get your lipstick because he's so committed to helping you

he's so sweet about it that he won't stop asking questions

"is this colour okay?"

"does my outfit look good?"

"should i fix the lighting?"

you tug on his collar to apply the lipstick onto his face

which makes him sooo shy and cute

his ears automatically turn red in which he tries to hide with a smile

as you film the video, he just looks at you with a huge smile

"you look heavenly."

literally cant take your eyes off you

the comments go WILDD

💬: find me a man that looks at me like that

💬: HE'S INLOVE

mattew will treasure that video FOREVER

shares it to everyone he knows. his friends, his family, EVERYONE

"was that okay? i'd love to do that again"

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daffi-990 · 21 days

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WIP Wednesday 🌃

Tagged by @diazsdimples & @tizniz. Thank you lovelies 🥰

I wanna be working on Rivals sooo bad but the beans have switched their attention to LA Lonely so I’m rolling with it!

Prev snippet here

Buck clears his throat and licks his lips, unable to tear his eyes away from Eddie’s darkening gaze. "Do you wanna get out of here?"

“Yes.”

They share an Uber and head back to Buck’s loft, Buck’s hands itching the whole drive to reach across the backseat and touch, but knowing once he starts he won't be able to stop.

Eddie pays before Buck even has a chance to pull out his phone, saying that Buck paid for their drinks so it’s only fair Eddie pays for the ride. And something so simple, so small, shouldn’t leave Buck a little stunned and speechless but it does. Because Buck has done this dance before (many times actually) - picking up a stranger, buying them drinks and taking them home - but none of them had ever offered to pay for anything. Not even a fake move to pull out their wallets or phones. And don’t get him wrong, Buck likes paying for his date/hookup, but to have someone else want to take care of it (take care of him) … it feels good.

“Buck?”

Eddie is looking at him, eyes shimmering from the glow of the streetlight and Buck is struck again by how beautiful he is.

“Yeah, sorry, I’m coming.”

They manage to keep their hands off of each other on the elevator ride up but as soon as the door to Buck’s loft is closed, they’re on each other - mouths meeting in a messy and desperate kiss, hands fumbling with shirt buttons as they clumsily make their way up the stairs to Buck’s bed.

Eddie pushes Buck back onto the bed and then plasters himself on top of him, grinding his hips down as he kisses along Buck’s jaw to nip at his earlobe.

“How uh - how do you wanna do this?” His breath is warm against the shell of Buck’s ear, causing goosebumps to prickle at his skin.

If Eddie had asked Buck back at the bar, he would’ve seductively purred into his ear about how much he wanted to fuck Eddie into the mattress, pulling such beautiful sounds from him. But now with Eddie’s solid weight pressing down on him, the hard line of his cock against Buck’s own, his answer has changed.

“Want you to fuck me.”

No pressure tagging: @hippolotamus @homerforsure @hoodie-buck @honestlydarkprincess @giddyupbuck @goforkinard @fortheloveofbuddie @devirnis @dangerpronebuddie @disasterbuckdiaz @sibylsleaves @spotsandsocks @sunshinediaz @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @athenagranted @jesuisici33 @lover-of-mine @ladydorian05 @loserdiaz @exhuastedpigeon @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @evanbegins @wikiangela @wildlife4life @watchyourbuck @puppyboybuckley @steadfastsaturnsrings @thewolvesof1998 @the-likesofus @theotherbuckley @king-buckley @try-set-me-on-fire @rainbow-nerdss @missmagooglie @mellaithwen @monsterrae1 @spagheddiediaz @captain-hen @bekkachaos @bigfootsmom @nmcggg and anyone else who wants to join in and share something 😊

#wip: la lonely #daffi writes #buddie wip #buddie #I usually plan out my fics but with this one I have the general idea & then a little of how I wanna end it & the rest I’m just winging it 😅

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neighbourshouse · 7 months

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Quality Time (WWDITS)

Nadja x Female Reader

Summary: Nadja wants to know more about you. (Fluff)

Warnings: Mentions of nudity, insecurity.

Authors note: Hi Hi Hi this is my first ever fanfiction.

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5:30 PM; The vampires wouldn’t be up for a while as the sun was still out and not to set for another hour.

Guillermo gets up around the same time you do, not interacting with each other as you both find solace in the quiet you two only seem to get in the daytime. Usually, you are awake around 12:30, getting ready as you wish and cleaning the house up before the vampires rise for the night. However, today you let yourself sleep in a bit later. Last night ran too long and the house was tidy(ish).

You kept your room dark- if there was one thing you did have in common with the vampires, you enjoyed the night. The room lit with warm-toned lamps, you stood in front of your mirror in a t-shirt, underwear, and socks, looking at yourself.

You have never really liked your body, a constant insecurity mainly while living with individuals who were quite attractive. You were especially bugged by your appearance today, looking at the shape of your hips and the curves of your legs. The t-shirt you wore was purposely large enough to hide your torso and release emphasis on your breasts.

You watched yourself for a few minutes, eventually turning to put on jeans and a hoodie.

“Why do you look at yourself like that? Also, why is there fabric up your ass??” Nadja was sitting on your bed, watching you. She squinted her eyes as her gaze roamed all over your body.

“HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN SITTING THERE?” you yelled, rushing over to the end of your bed where your pants lay. You quickly pulled them on, frantically zipping them up. At least now you were fully dressed.

“are you going to answer my questions?” She stated.

“NO, I’m not gonna answer actually. why are you up?? you should still be asleep!”

“I awoke early and was bored. What do you expect me to do? Clean the house?” She smirked as if the cameras were there.

“You could have at least knocked”

“ok well, I didn’t and I’m here now.”

There was a pause. You looked at her, brows slightly furrowed. For once you could see slight concern glint across her eyes. It made your gaze soften. You shouldn’t be rude, she is your Mistress after all.

You threw on your hoodie and sat next to her on the bed.

“Sooo…what’s up?” You asked, a little more care in your voice.

As Nadja and Laszlo’s familiar, they only ever really ordered you around. However, both were oddly protective over you for some unknown reason, especially Nadja. She even was the one who insisted you have a proper bedroom; Unlike Guillermo who unfortunately got the space under the stairs.

Nadja and you were the only women in the house. It was hard for you, so you could only imagine how polarizing and alone it must be for her. You know, being a vampire and all on top.

I mean, to tell the truth, you really liked Nadja, like, really liked her- but you could never say anything. You found her beautiful and her oddness was something you could connect with. At the least, you wanted to be her friend but she always seemed to stray away from you or demand things in front of the others. So this interaction was a first.

“I don’t know, I guess I just wanted to talk to you?… I feel a little bad, you’ve been with us for a while now and- I’ve not even bothered to get to know you.” Her eyes shifted downwards into her lap. You squinted and began to inspect her from afar. What the fuck is going on?

“Are you ok? Should I wake the others and get help?”

“No no, I’m fine, like I said I just….”

She looked at you. Was that a bit of sadness?

“Nadja, do you want someone to talk to?” You smiled slightly, trying to get her to look at you.

Her head lifted and she began to smile back- this still seemed too genuine for Nadja.

“I think I do. I also didn’t realise- how sort of interesting you are? I’ve never been in here.” She flicked her eyes around the room, taking in the posters on your walls and the knick-knacks and books on your shelves.

“Thank you…” you trailed off not really knowing what to say next.

Her eyes met yours again.

“y/n, I really do want to know more about you.” You blushed at her words.

“well…what exactly do you want to know?” You said slowly, she began to smile again. Gosh her smile is so pretty. She is so pretty.

“Tell me about yourself. Where are you from? Who are your parents? What was your childhood like? what is your favourite colour? What is your darkest secret?-“ She began to ramble on with different questions, you grabbed her hand to make her stop for a moment. She froze, looking down at the contact. Scared, you retracted your arm quickly as she looked at you.

‘oh shit, you done fucked it-’ you thought.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ apologies started to spew out of you.

“No no! it’s ok! I’m just not- used to that kind of thing.” She looked focused as her brain processed what had just happened.

You felt unsure of what to do, so, you let yourself fall back onto your bed. She looked at you nervously, playing with her hands.

Finally, she laid down next to you, both staring at the ceiling on your backs.

Another moment of quiet.

“My Favourite colour is red.” You practically whispered, turning your head to look at her. She turned to you and smiled. Nadja seemed so excited yet calm in manner.

“So is mine.” Her grin was spread from ear to ear.

“Are you sure you really want to know about me?” The question seemed to dissipate into thin air as Nadja looked at you sternly.

“Of course I do.” She softened her gaze but her answer felt like an order.

With that, you began to tell her about where you were from and what life as a mortal has been like for you. You told her about your friends and the adventures you’ve been on and your family. Her sudden interest in your life made you feel good.

What felt like minutes was really 2 hours. You glanced at the clock on your nightstand. The sun had long set, it now being 7:30 PM. Nadja lay on her stomach, kicking her feet like a schoolgirl.

“Oh shit- it’s 7:30 already?? Nadja I gotta get to my chores and start helping out-” You started to get up but she pushed you back down with a firm hand.

“Nonsense! I am your Mistress and I say tonight your job is to hang out with me.” She could tell you were slightly puzzled and shocked.

“Bubs it is okkkkkk. You are mine, I get to decide what you do.” Her words made your stomach flutter and your cheeks flush.

“Ok…but what about-“

“Nuh-uh, the others are fine. Like I said, your only task tonight is to be with me.”

A bit of thought and you couldn’t deny her, you smiled, Nadja had been waiting for that. She began to smile back as well.

The thought of talking further about yourself felt exhausting, and at this, you realised you didn’t know a whole lot about Nadja. Obviously, you knew she was a vampire from Antipaxos that was 500 years old, and that she had a husband (Laszlo) and enjoyed pleasure and killing. But what else?

“Nadja?…”

“Yes my darling angel.” She was so trained on you.

“I wanna know more about you.” She stopped kicking her feet. A mixture of disbelief and sorrow crossed her face. You were unsure if you should have said that.

“What- what do you mean?” She tilted her head.

“I mean like- what are your interests? Passions? Beliefs?” As much as you would like to know her answers, you didn’t want to upset Nadja.

She went quiet for a moment.

“No one has ever asked me that before.” She looked at you with wide, sad eyes. It kind of scared you.

“I mean- if you don’t want to tell me or have the others know or just like want to end the convo here thats-“

She now cut you off by grabbing your hand and kissing the back of it. It was your turn to freeze.

“I do want you to know. I just…I just feel like it’s been hundreds of years since anyone has bothered to ask…” Your heart ached. Bits of pain felt like it trickled from her hand to yours like blood down her sleeve.

“Well, I don’t understand why they wouldn’t. You are so interesting and intelligent and cool and prett-“ You stopped yourself. Nadja raised an eyebrow at you.

“No please, go on.” She smirked now grasping your hand a little tighter.

“No, it’s ok!” You squeaked, it hurt a bit but you didn’t mind. You were more scared of her knowing what you felt.

Nadja let go of your hand.

“Well…I guess I really haven’t told anyone mu-“

Just then there is a knock at the door.

“Nadja darling, I know you’re in there. I and the boys need help wi-“

“LASZLO FUCK OFF! I’m busy with y/n tonight so you’ll have to find HELP ELSEWHERE!”

You hear Laszlo sigh on the other side of the door. He knew not to fight her on this. Walking away he calls to the others, “Welp, we are royally fucked.”

You laugh which draws Nadja’s attention back to you. She grins again.

“Do you think we should go and help them?” you questioned.

“No, they’re fineeeee. Where were we…”

And with that, Nadja talked her heart away. And you absorbed every single word.

#nadja x reader #nadja of antipaxos #what we do in the shadows #laszlo cravensworth #nandor the relentless #guillermo de la cruz #colin robinson #nadja wwdits #nandor #guillermo #the guide #laszlo #nadja doll #nadja x y/n

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genjispeace · 6 months

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Bandage My Wounds - Part 1 (?)

In which you bandage Bi-han's wounds for him.

tags (this part): bi-han x reader, gender neutral reader, you both kinda have feelings, it's complicated, sfw, tending to wounds, sooo soft and fluffy, tenderness, bi-han just wants somebody to take care of him

a/n: this just kinda happened, but i hope you enjoy it!! i may write another part, but we will see. also, this is not meant to be lore accurate

Living across the hall from Bi-han has its ups and downs. On one hand, you would never have to worry about anybody trying to rob you with him next door. On the other hand, he has a habit of slamming his apartment door when he’s frustrated, which is more often than not. Your bed seems to shake as he slams it again, and you drop the book you were reading. A sigh escapes your lips as you flip your blankets off of your bed and step into a soft pair of slippers. You’ve made a habit of checking on him whenever this happens, which usually involves him waving you off. Still, you refuse to give up on it.

You pull a hoodie over your head and step to your door, closing it and rasping your knuckles on the door on the other side of the hall. There’s no answer, there hardly ever is, but you still wrap your hand around the handle and push the door open. He never locks his door. This is a dance the two of you have done countless times, so you aren’t surprised to find him leaning against the countertop in his kitchen, staring at the door. He’s still in his uniform, his strong arms bare and crossing over his chest.

“Bi-han,” you start to say something, but your voice catches in your throat when you meet his eyes. A bruise surrounds one of his eyes, a few cuts litter his face. One of them is particularly long, going along his cheek and dipping under his mask.

“What happened?” You cross the distance between you as you speak, his dark eyes following you.

“Nothing,” he says. His face is like a mask, and it never falls. It’s always hard to see past, so you hardly ever have any idea what he is thinking.

“Bullshit,” you say, finally reaching where he stands. He towers over you. It’s not hard to imagine how so many people fear him.

“Go home,” he says. His voice is slightly muffled from his mask, but the words are clear. Still, you shake your head.

“You’re hurt,” you say. He sighs, uncrossing his arms, which reveals his hands that are covered in more small and jagged cuts. Your brows furrow. “Were you even planning on cleaning these?”

“No,” he says honestly, and you fully believe him. He doesn’t take care of his injuries, to the point that it is dangerous. The amount of times you’ve seen bruises and cuts, seen the scars covering parts of his body. He’s not going to ignore these injuries. Not this time.

“Fine, then I’ll do it,” you say. You catch the way his eyes widen, just barely, before he regains his composure.

“I don’t need your help,” he replies, pushing off of the counter.

“Too bad.” You stand your ground, and his eyes lock onto yours. His are dark, like a swirling abyss. You could get lost in them, and you know it. You can’t be sure, but it looks like a muscle in his jaw ticks as he looks down at you. Neither of you make a move, locked in a staredown, waiting to see who will give in first.

“Do you even have a first aid kit?” Your voice comes out sterner than you meant, but Bi-han doesn’t seem to notice.

“No.” He confirms what you already knew. You sigh again, then wrap your hand around his wrist. The movement takes both of you off-guard. It’s strange to think that you have never touched despite being in close quarters, but it’s true. The fact shocks you as you realize it, his skin cold under your touch. Something seems to flick through his eyes at the contact, but it’s gone as fast as it came, and is replaced by the cold and barren stare.

Still, you refuse to back down. You turn on your heel, pulling him behind you. Part of you knows that he could stop this, that he could yank his wrist away. It would take nothing for him to overpower you, but he doesn’t. You lead him in silence, through the hallway, into your apartment, straight to your bathroom.

“Sit,” you say, releasing your grasp on him and pointing to the lid of the toilet. He glances at you, then thankfully listens and sits down. He’s still silent, but his gaze is on you the whole time you pull out your first aid kit. You run some warm water onto a cloth and ring it out, sitting it on the counter next to everything else. You decide to section off his injuries, working on each of them separately. First, the deep bruise around his eye.

“Is it possible for you to get freezer burn?” You ask, sitting down on the edge of the bathtub.

“What?” His dark eyes widen.

“You need to ice that bruise. Normally, you would need to wrap a towel around ice, but I don’t…” Your voice starts to waver. Are you in above your own head?

“No,” he answers quickly, and you don’t miss the way his eyes softened when you started panicking. “I can’t get burned by ice.”

“Good. I can go grab an ice pack, or you can make one? I’m not really sure how it works, to be honest,” you say softly. You know about his powers, but have never seen them up close enough to know.

“I can make one.” He pulls his hands together, his skin turning a shade that mimics icebergs. The cold goes up his arms it seems, before he holds a chunk in his hands. A smile washes over your face as you watch him. It’s fascinating, beautiful even.

“Wow,” you think? Say? You look up at him and see for the first time the most clear emotion on his face. Pride. The normal color of his skin creeps back, but his eyes never leave your face. Your gaze drops, your ears turning red at his gaze on you.

“It has its perks,” he says, and you have to fight dropping your jaw. Did Bi-han just…make a joke?

“I see that,” you reply, hoping your face isn’t as red as it feels. You need to get his attention off of you, fast. “Hold it against your face until the swelling goes down.”

He does as you told him, holding it to the side of his face with the bruise. You grab the still warm cloth and start to dab the other side of his face. He looks down at you, his eyes flicking across your entire face. You try to focus on your task and ignore how his gaze gives you butterflies.

You lean forward to get a better look, and almost regret the move, as it brings you close enough to smell his cologne, to feel each breath he takes. He smells like pine trees and the chill of winter air. It brings goosebumps on your arms, but you ignore the feeling.

“Does this hurt?” You ask, trying to focus on anything else.

“Hardly.”

“Really? This one is pretty deep,” you say, tracing the cloth softly over the longest cut. “Can you take your mask off so I can clean the rest of this?”

He doesn’t reply, but he drops the ice block, now that the swelling is down, and reaches up behind his ears. His dark hair has a few loose strands that move as he does. He undoes the mask, sitting it on your counter and then turning to face you again.

Those butterflies you were trying to ignore? Their wings beat against your rib cage as he looks down at you. You’ve seen him here and there in passing without his mask, but never this close. His angular face is dotted with scars, some small and some bigger. Despite that, his skin looks soft and you ache to run your fingers along his face. That same shimmer as when he showed you his powers flicks through his dark eyes. Pride, pride, pride.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You choke out, hoping your voice doesn’t sound as breathless as you think it does.

“Like what?” He tilts his head. You shake it off, recentering yourself and focusing on cleaning the rest of the large cut. It nearly reaches down to his jawline, and it’s fairly deep. He’s lucky he doesn’t need stitches. He does still need some bandages on it, though.

You grab a few out of the first aid kit, and lean towards him again. You have to push a few strands of his hair out of the way and you swear you hear a soft sigh as your hands touch him. No, surely you imagined that. You carefully place the bandages over some spots, angling his face to get a better look. You have to lean even closer until you are practically in his lap to place a few of them, and it’s not until you’re almost done that you notice one of his hands on your hips. It’s steadying you as you lean over him, the cold of his skin suddenly burning through your clothes. His hand feels strong against you, and your mind immediately goes to places it shouldn’t. You freeze, bandage in your hand, when he drums his fingers where he’s holding you. It’s a small motion, one you probably wouldn’t recognize had it been anybody else, but Bi-han doesn’t take physical touch lightly.

You place the final bandage against his face. Your work isn’t the most tidy, but it’s better than nothing. Though, you can hardly focus as he holds onto your hip. You back away, and his touch falls away. Your brows furrow and you feel a frown on your face. The absence of his touch leaves your skin feeling electric. For something you have never felt before, you sure seem to notice it now that it’s gone.

The two of you don’t speak. You know that if you tried, it would come out breathless. Instead, you pull the first aid kit back into your lap and pull out a few more small bandages for his hands. He watches each motion you take intently.

“Hands,” you say softly. Despite the time since he last touched you, you still sound breathless. You hope he doesn’t notice that. He nods, reaching out to you, his knuckles up. You pull his hands closer to you, resting them by your lap. He makes the move to rest his hands against your thighs, and you shudder at the feeling.

“Are my hands cold?” He asks, a furrow in his brows.

“What?” You shuddered, like you were cold. “Oh, no. That’s not it. I-”

You cut yourself off. Why did you shudder? Why do you keep reacting to the smallest touches from him? You shake your head, pushing the question away. A muscle in Bi-han jaw ticks, but he doesn't push the question any further.

The two of you fall back into silence as you meticulously clean and bandage his hands. Most of the cuts on his knuckles are small, reminiscent of injuries from fist fighting. He flexes his hands slightly, allowing you to wrap them tightly. He lets you turn his hands over, checking for more injuries on each of them. Once you’re done, you let go of his hands. He stares down at your handiwork, looking at the bandages for the first time instead of watching you.

“You do a nice job,” he says, curling his fingers and testing the bandage’s flexibility. The praise warms your cheeks more than it should.

“Thank you.” You start to pack up the first aid kit before you stop. You only took care of the injuries you could see.

“Bi-han, are there any more injuries I can’t see?” You ask. His dark eyes snap to you, and his lips twitch, as if he is deciding what to say.

“I think I may have a fractured rib,” he shrugs with the words.

“That’s not a ‘may have’ injury,” you scold, but shrug it away. That’s a fight for another day. “I can’t do anything for that, but please take it easy.”

“Easier said than done,” he whispers, but still nods. He rises from his seat, but doesn’t walk away yet. He turns to you, his eyes full of a near-tenderness. His fingers twitch, but he doesn’t reach out to you.

“Thank you,” he says. You nod, a slight smile on your lips. You would do it again in a heartbeat, but you don’t need to say that. He moves closer to you, as if he’s apart to reach out to you, but he frowns and backs away.

He turns on his heel, leaving you standing alone in your bathroom breathless.

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please give me everything u can fit in a post about Mr snapchat NSFW and SFW I am DESPERATE it is so hard to find genuine hcs about him he's so over looked >;((

also just found ur account and am in love with everything u have written so far mate can't wait to see more from you, take care of yourself today!!

Stop this is so kind. 🥹🫶 And you’re so right about Sapnap being over looked !! But don’t worry, I’ve got your back. :) Just like my George hcs, I wil add more to this over time. * Also, to the person who sent the ask about Dream, I’m working on it !! *

Feel free to request !

SFW:

He’s actually such a sleepyhead.

He’s always hunting you down to ask you to cuddle with him so he can take a nap, falling asleep against your shoulder/knee whenever you’re busy.

Sure, he can sleep without you, but if he has the choice, he will always choose to sleep with you in his presence, since it helps him sleep better.

Secretly has so many pictures of you sleeping.

He’s sooo clingy

Constantly kissing you, hugging you, touching you in every way he possibly can.

But as clingy as he is, he knows when he needs to give you some space.

He has some major jealousy issues.

If any man other than him simply looks at you, he will give him a death stare, squeezing your thigh, wrapping his arm around you, pulling you closer to him.

It’s not that he doesn't trust you; of course he does; he’s just possessive. You’re his and his only, and he wants everybody to know it.

Constant fake fighting between the two of you.

But if he ever accidentally actually hurt you? He would be an apologizing mess, begging for your forgiveness, when in reality, you were holding back laughter from how hard he was trying when in reality you didn’t care as much as he thought you did.

As we know, Sapnap has a few insecurities, so I feel like he would need a bit of reassurance sometimes.

He would just randomly ask you questions that you always answered the same

"What’s your favorite thing about me?"

"How much do you love me on scale from 1-10?"

"Why are you with me?"

Please just remind him how much you love him.

Hate to break it to you, but he’s definitely a little bitch during fights.

And if you ever tried to kiss him or hug him mid-argument? Ohhh man.

If y’all were to ever get in a fight, just leave him alone. Literally, just walk off; it’s for the best.

He gets angered pretty easily, as we know, so basically just don’t piss him off.

He doesn’t mind pda at all. He doesn't even realize it’s something that some people don't like because it feels so normal to him.

He bases his mood off of yours. Not even on purpose; it just comes naturally.

You’re having a bad day? He’s having a bad day. You’re having the best day of your life? He’s having the best day of his life.

He spoils you so much, maybe even too much.

Anything and everything you want, he will get for you. It eventually gets to the point where you have to stop pointing out stuff you want because he buys it every. time.

He loves loves loves when you wear his clothes.

"Is that my hoodie?"

"Yes, when is it not."

"Is it hot in here, or is it just me?"

"It’s just you."

He also loves when you wear dresses/skirts.

He absolutely adores showering with you. Every time you shower together, he’s wishing he could stay in that moment forever and ever.

Late night drives with blasting music ?!?! Instant yes.

Speaking of music, it’s definitely a huge green flag for him if you like his music taste.

He will do everything in his power to protect you and keep you safe.

NSFW:

Do I even need to say he’s dominant ?!

If you ever seriously wanted to try being dominant, he would let you, but it would be followed up right after with him taking over.

I feel like he has a lottt of kinks.

Dirty talk, discipline, humiliation, teasing, overstimulation, daddy kink, orgasm control/denial, etc.

Ass guy 100%

Loves loves loves eating you out.

He loves your thighs so much oh my god 😵‍💫

Continuing off that, he loves to cum on your thighs or inside of you.

Gives you so many markings just to remind you you’re all his.

He’s so rough with you, he just has to give you the sweetest aftercare. :)

I feel like the only times he’d be gentle are early in the morning, late at night, or if one of you needed some comfort.

He totally kisses you the whole time, sloppy kisses, but still kisses.

He would much rather focus on your pleasure than his. You being pleasured brings him pleasure.

His favorite position is either doggy style or reverse cowgirl.

PUBLIC SEX HOLY SHIT …

Every time before he’s about to do something new he will ask you if it’s okay. Ex: Moving from giving you hickeys to eating you out, moving from eating you out to fucking you, etc.

I actually don’t think he’s that experienced…

When you’re not around, he will totally jack off to pictures of you. He has no shame about it.

I feel like he only goes for one or two rounds.

Oh, how he loves to get his hair pulled.

He also loves to be praised so much oh my god.

Overall, he is pretty dominant, but focuses on you more than himself. <3

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