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13scoupsoficecream · 8 months

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In The Universe Factory

Pair: Producer!Woozi x Girlfriend!Reader

Genre: Oneshot, Swearing, Smut minors DNI, Unprotected sex (please use protection irl), Idol au, Seventeen member Woozi, Describes female anatomy

Between you and Jihoon both your days off are different but you usually spend the day together no matter where you both are but, it sometimes can differentiate on your schedule that day. For example, last time you had a day off Seventeen had a comeback and Jihoon had a music show in the morning to attend, an interview to star in and, a going Seventeen episode to film that afternoon.

So, you did not spend it with him but, you had some great sex to help him get rid of the stress later that night. However, today is extremely fortunate because all Jihoon has scheduled is staying cooped up in the studio working on music and you decided to join him as it is cozy and like a second home from your shared apartment from the countless times you have both slept over here.

Right now, you are cuddled up in a fluffy blanket you bought to store here so you can stay warm as Jihoon likes the air conditioner on all the time in here, and from previous experience you had nearly froze your titties off and argued with him for an hour to turn the temperature up as your body lost feeling from the constant ice temperature against your skin.

Your phone battery died 2 minutes ago so your busy staring at the back of Jihoon’s head lost in space feeling a little aroused because you were busy watching thirst traps on TikTok his fans posted about him, and man were they great edits of him. However, blessed you had the real deal all to yourself so you could flex on his fans. Not actually as you are a kind person and would never do that.

Unless it is your cousin who would never shut up about him, when having the biggest crush on him, and never believed you when you came out saying you were dating Jihoon. Until you brought him back to your hometown to introduce him to your family. Let me just say you got eye daggers sent your way from your cousin that entire weekend you spent with the rest of your family.

The fortunate thing is she stopped ogling over him and chose a different Seventeen bias as it was a bit weird for her to crush on the man her cousin is dating. Coming back to reality where you are horny staring at your boyfriend who has his noise cancelling headphones on and you have a problem of wet underwear that only he can really help with.

You were being a bit shameless eye fucking him behind his back as he worked away but, you could not help but let your eyes trail along the veins that decorated his arms and take in his biceps that contracted every time he moved the mouse to rearrange vocal snippets he was recording in the sound booth earlier and, instrumental sounds that could work in a new song.

You stood up leaving the blanket behind and walked to him tapping his shoulder. He glanced your way but looked back at his computer monitor and kept working on what he was doing not bothering to ask why you tapped his shoulder. Being a bit frustrated with this you moved his hands and sat down on his lap placing your chin on his shoulder looking at the couch you were previously on.

There was a little height difference between the both of you so he could just look over your shoulder as you sat in his lap. He did not bother to protest from this as an incident from quite a while back lead to days of you ignoring him because, as you worded it, ‘he was being cruel for not letting you show your affection to him while he still gets to work.’

You were seated on him heavily as you wanted a bit of friction on your lower region as it was aching a bit from not being touched or delt with and it felt relieving getting what you wanted. When you had sat down one of his hands automatically was placed at the small of your back as a reflex so that you did not fall or anything like that.

You could feel his thumb tracing circles where his hand was mindlessly as he kept working and briefly stopped to ask you, “what you want baby?” You were a bit embarrassed to tell him straight up you were horny and wanted to ride his dick after watching short not so family friendly videos of him as you did not have the confidence for that.

“Just want to cuddle.” You replied lying through your teeth trying to prevent yourself from rolling your hips against his to feel him through his sweatpants. Key word being tried, but you could not hold yourself back as you are practically craving for him now as you were throbbing from not getting yourself any attention at all down there.

You started with one roll of the hips and did not get a response from Jihoon. So, you did it two more times for more friction only to feel the hand on your back grip you instead of softly tracing along your back. “Are you sure you just want to cuddle?” He asked, his full attention on you with his head turned and you hide your face in his shoulder in embarrassment.

You really thought he did not hear you when you replied earlier however, he proved that he did, but you did not forget to roll your hips again even when feeling embarrassed and a small mewl left your lips from how good it felt. “I just need a little attention.” You let out trying not to sound super needy as you start to feel him grow under you giving you the friction that was needed.

Your underwear was beyond wet and your vagina begging for more attention now as you had teased yourself with rubbing against Jihoon. “I am nearly done ___, give me a bit more time.” You were too out of it to comprehend what he was saying just focused on making yourself feel good on his lap feeling him turn rock hard underneath you.

He let out a groan in your ear frustrated as you did not listen to him and from being horny from you rubbing yourself up all on him. Your fists held the bottom of his shirt tightly, pulling it up wanting it removed to be able to get the both of you as close to each other’s flesh as possible, and to touch his body as it is as chiseled as a Greek God statue.

Woozi’s work was long forgotten now as he took his headphones off throwing them on the desk and having his attention completely on you as you both are now completely sexually frustrated from the constant rolling of your hips and now him responding as his lips were on yours. He quickly pulled off your shirt dropping it on the floor and immediately taking off your bra.

His lips travelled to your neck leaving his love marks on you with both of his hands placed on your breasts, fondling them giving each equal attention. Your pace of grinding down on him speeding up as you wanted more, needed more. Between gasps you let out, “please take it off.” You begged pulling up his shirt with one hand and the other rubbing up his toned abdomen underneath.

He let go of your breasts to pull his shirt off for you, leaving the both of you half naked now. You could get off to rubbing yourself on him, but you felt empty inside at that moment and needed him so bad. His hands were back to attend to your breasts not going downwards to help with where you really wanted him, leading you to whine out his name being tired of the teasing.

Your whines were shut up instantly with his lips on yours, but you managed to moan out his name between the sloppy kissing telling him to hurry. Your hands were now placed on his biceps feeling the amount of muscle they had, and your hips were speeding up as you felt your release catching up now while feeling his cock twitch through his pants telling you he is about to as well.

Before you both could get your release Woozi lifted you up easily and your arms instinctively wrapped around him so that you did not fall, feeling each muscle on his body contract carrying you back to the couch. You protested with noises as you lost your climax from him stopping both your actions just to move the both of you.

However, your complaining did not last long because you felt the soft material of the sofa on your back and your pants were removed by Jihoon letting your whole pussy be on show for him. You swore you heard him moan at the sight but did not pay much attention as you sat up practically ripping his sweatpants off him to get him naked.

The air conditioner on your skin cooled you down a little as your skin was burning hot from the adrenaline and the body heat of Jihoon. Once his pants were gone you pulled him closer wanting him in you quickly so you can chase back your high and cum already. Woozi did not bother with a condom as you both have had unprotected sex many times and you are on birth control.

Sometimes it is better to still stay protected but you trust each other enough, and right now you are both desperate for each other. Once Jihoon was close enough, he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed in slowly and erotic moans escaped the both of you. A melody of them came from you especially after finally feeling him in you after craving him.

Without wasting a second, he started pump himself in and out of you. Now Jihoon is not that long but very girthy so he fills you up so well, an amazing stretch, and he can angle himself so well to rub himself up against your g-spot. That is exactly what he was doing right now hitting himself up against it making you moan even louder thanking the architect the studio is soundproof.

Your climax was catching up again as Woozi’s finger rubbed on your clit to stimulate you even further. Your moans got even higher pitched as you were so close to releasing and Jihoon’s hips slowed down making his thrust sloppier but deeper. “I’m so, so, so close baby.” You moaned out breathlessly as your about to come.

“Come - fuck - for me love.” He replied in your ear as euphoria passed through you as you came pulsing around his penis. From the tight squeeze you created when releasing, Jihoon also came following just behind you as you both collapsed down still connected. Beads of sweat exchanging on each other’s skin as he lay on top of you.

As you came out of your déjà vu, you looked down at your music producer lover whose face was placed between your breasts making you giggle a little. You put your hand on his hair and combed your fingers through it as he came down from his own high. “I want to stay like this, but I can’t.” He said while looking up at you staying still in the same spot.

You laughed a bit louder at his comment not really wanting him to get up, “No one is stopping you, are they?” You questioned, and he groaned placing his face back between your breasts, an obsession you would say he has. “Except for myself.” He mumbled but you still heard him and smiled hugging his head no longer petting it and pecking the top then letting go.

He sat up disconnecting himself from you and grabbing tissues conveniently on top of his desk helping you wipe yourself from the sticky mess between your legs. Once you were a little cleaned up, he helped you put your clothes back on and tucked you under your blanket in a different spot from where you both fucked so your clothes are not too dirty.

He looked at the wet spot where you both were originally connected at and sighed, “I am going to need to get this cleaned somehow before the boys come in tomorrow.” You giggled slipping into a groggy mind as sleep is slowly overcoming you, but you manage to say before falling asleep, “I will clean it later as repayment.” Woozi smiled at you lovingly and kissed your forehead.

He walked to his chair to finish off what he was doing earlier, before you redirected his plans, and you fell asleep comfortably on the sofa. Woozi would look back at your sleeping figure occasionally to get some inspiration from you even if you were sound asleep. You were just the person he needed, his comfort whether awake or asleep and his idea machine in the universe factory.

Word count: 2184

#woozi smut #woozi #woozi x reader #seventeen woozi #svt woozi #lee jihoon #smut #seventeen #seventeen smut #svt smut #oneshot #seventeen oneshot #svt oneshot #svt

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theendless22 · 1 month

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Peeta Mellark Headcanons (Modern Day Technology!):

I got inspired by a titkok I saw this morning that said Peeta would be obsessed with Minecraft and TikTok, I couldn’t help myself. 🩵

My Masterlist

Minecraft

Peeta’s your biggest fangirl, watching you play video games in awe.

This inevitably leads to introducing minecraft to him… and it’s safe to say he’s addicted!

You both have matching skins.

It starts off with a multiplayer minecraft world, you teach him the basics, laughing when he dies from fall damage.

“It’s not funny!” He pouts.

The first night is actual torture.

You best believe he’ll be shrieking at the mobs.

“HELP ME!”

*breadboy12 was slain by zombie*

(Although he’s a fighter irl I’d imagine him to be a useless defender in minecraft, but at least he tries)

Would sacrifice himself for you if you were under attack.

After the first night he’d ensure to make a house for you both.

He’d cry when a creeper blows it up.

You thought he gave up building until you see a small cottage made of birch and cherry wood the next day.

It’s decorated with a wheat farm and animal pen at the side.

“Do you like our house?” He types in chat, crouching up and down at you.

Would giggle when he places his minecraft bed next to yours.

Has every cat and dog he can find.

He’d totally make an animal sanctuary for them, after you complain they take too much space in the cottage.

Definitely makes a bakery where the price for bread is a kiss (only if it’s from you)

Peeta is definitely the flower gatherer.

Don’t be surprised when Peeta whacks you, throwing your favourite flower onto the ground.

“For you :)” is all he’d say before running away into your shared cottage.

You think his antics are cheesy, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. :)

Tiktok

Reposts his entire fyp

Definitely the biggest contributor to his 20+ hour screen time a week.

He’d insist on having a matching pfp with you.

If you say no his pfp would just be his favourite picture of you. “You’re just so pretty baby!”

Apart from bakery accounts you’d be the only person he follows. He doesn’t understand why that makes you so happy.

I’m a firm believer that he wouldn’t indulge in the tiktok thirst traps.

He’d probably block the people making them because the only person he wants to see in that way is you. 🥲

If you posted dancing tiktoks of your own he’d watch it over and over again in awe.

“You look beautiful!” He’d comment. (alongside the other 25+ comments of him admiring you)

Would actually go feral if he saw you make a thirst trap of your own.

His response would totally be: “Gnawing at the bars of my enclosure”. It’s inevitable he becomes victim to the tiktok language at this point, especially when he hears it from you.

Results in Johanna commenting under his comments, telling him to go and touch grass.

He’d get pouty at this, it’s not his fault you’ve got him acting out. :(

A big fan of the “things to do with your partner” videos.

“This reminded me of you”

Would tag you in videos along the lines of “which orange cat am I?”

Leads to a rabbit hole of watching funny cat videos.

His favourites are the cat pov videos, but he equally loves watching animal rescue videos.

He’d stumble across those baby sensory videos (the ones with the vegetables) and unironically be watching them for an hour.

Tiktok would also give him massive baby fever.

“Just the one baby, please!” “Peeta no.”

He’d send you many baby fever videos in hopes it changes your mind.

He’s a sucker for the couple TikTok trends.

“We need to do that together!”

Secretly wants to make a dancing tiktok with you.

Has a private folder full of your reposts, specifically the ones about your special interests so he can educate himself on what you care about.

“No way! I didn’t know you were a Taylor Swift fan!” (his private folder says otherwise) 👀

Results in him becoming obsessed with your special interests.

Peeta would obviously be consumed by breadtok, having thousands of saved videos in his favourites.

You’re no longer surprised when you visit and see his tiktok inspired creations.

“I saw it on tiktok!” He’d beam.

Would definitely start a colony of sourdough after seeing the “100 year old sourdough starter” trend.

Keeps up with the tiktok cake drama (if yk yk)

Scared of the yo ho sea videos (he’d never admit it)

Shits himself when you’re near bodies of water and you start singing it.

However he still watches them to tell you interesting sea facts.

Nobody can convince me that he doesn’t religiously watch the Reddit AITA videos with minecraft parkour or subway surfers in the background.

Gets heated when the person is actually the asshole.

“How could they do that?” “They suck!” “I’d never do that to you baby!”

You laugh, a small smile on your lips because it’s true, he’d never do that to you.

Additional headcanons

Peeta makes a world on the sims, spending hours ensuring you and him look like yourself in real life. In his world you and him are happily married, having multiple babies together and a few pets. He uses the sim world almost as a manifestation of the life he wants with you, as he genuinely sees you both spending the rest of your lives together.

Has a private tumblr account that acts as his diary, he often recalls his day with you, and if that day is particularly good he makes his entries in the same formation as a fan fic (He’s just that whipped) :)

(I’m open for suggestions to make more of these, feedback is appreciated!) This is the first post I’ve made in a few years so I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did making it 💗

#peeta mellark #the hunger games peeta #peeta mallark x reader #thg peeta #peeta x reader #i love peeta #josh hutcherson #the hunger games #thg series #headcanon #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt #Mike Schmidt x reader #josh futturman #Mike Schmidt comfort

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axelsagewrites · 1 year

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Modern HOTD NSFW Headcannons

Contains: Jace, Daemon, Aegon, Aemond

Word count: 606

Warnings: smut 18+

Masterlist Here

Jace

Doesn’t understand hook-up culture

Blushes like a virgin at his crush/partner making sex jokes in public

Type of guy to get a towel to sit beside the bed before starting for easy clean up later

Also has tissues and water on the bedside for after

Gets turned on by people wearing his clothes

Got worried when you asked for lube but quickly learned he didn’t need to be

Proceeds to buy 5 bottles of different flavours

Would buy flavoured condoms

Has lived with so many people he’s learned to be quiet

Goes on hikes just to fuck in the forest cause to him that’s privacy

Irl dirty talk can be hard for him but on the phone?

Mastermind at making you squirm from across the country

Got very scared by kinks at first

Now a fiend

Constantly googling aftercare tips and how to dirty talk

Watches those youtube videos about how to kiss

Whenever he’s drunk he’s a proud horn dog

Brags about giving oral

Aftercare king

Daemon

Has a designated kink drawer

Possibly a straight up sex room

Organises his ropes by colour and preference

When he sexy talks irl its amazing

On the phone its great

He cannot dirty text

He uses way too many emojis or his promises don’t work without the voice

He has mastered the voice

Each gift giving occasion is accompanied by him buying you new lingerie

Every birthday he asked for the same thing: sex

Defiantly talks in online kink forums

Goes to poly clubs and swingers parties

Teaches everyone who listens about poly lifestyle

Under his sex toy drawer is a after care drawer

Tinder fanatic

Gets an STD text every other month

Is on a first name basis with a testing clinic

Considered being a porn star

Aegon

Condom king

Hands them out at every party he goes to

Constantly preaching about safe sex since sex is his favourite hobby

Tider is his most used app

Will fuck in the library, his brothers bed, or in a car

Car sex is his favourite

Blow job fanatic

Did a blow job shot for his bday with his whole family watching cause he doesn’t care

Too lazy for most kinks but knows how to find the clit

Loves ball play

Constant ball jokes however

Secret bottom who will have a meltdown when you call him one

Definitely keeps himself very trimmed down there

Makes everything an inuendo

A proud whore

Nude fanatic

His snapchat my eyes only is filled to the brim

Ends up in a poly relationship for like a year but eventually bows out of it

Aemond

Too deep for tinder but not for random hook-ups

Also not for only fans

Because he has one and is making bank off of it

Was ashamed at first till he used the money to buy a car

Wants to make enough to be a sugar daddy

Daddy kink 100%

Has a sex toy drawer and wide lube range

Takes cinematic level nudes

Still has a small stash of porn mags since he prefers it that way

Best gift for him is making a sex tape with his partner

Seriously considering becoming a striper on the side

Has a couple of fuck buddies on rotation rather than a new person every week

Has a mini fridge stocked with water by his bed to cool down after

Constantly researching new kinks

Has a spit kink

Runs his own nsfw reddit sub reddit

Makes thirst traps on tiktok

Asked his family for a hot tub for his joint birthday and Christmas gift just to fuck in it

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olderthannetfic · 6 months

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I'm a known writer for my fandom. It's a very small fandom, so it doesn't really mean anything, but I got there early and built a nice little following.

I don't know what happened in the past few weeks, but I suddenly started getting a bunch of anon asks in my inbox demanding I express myself on the "issue" that is the current Palestinian situation. I've been ignoring them, blocking the anons, but they just kept fucking coming.

Under my last fic, I got a couple of guest comments accusing me of being antisemitic and a couple of guest comments accusing me of being an islamophobic colonizer. Under the same story!! How???

I had to disallow guest comments and anons, so now I keep receiving insults and demands that I express my opinion through sock puppet accounts. I don't know how many fucking times I've been so far labelled as a Zionist and an antisemite, and the last asks I've received got really over the top and violent, claiming that I'm the reason why Palestinian children are dying and I'm a privileged white woman (I'm not white and emigrated from a third world country, but ok) and I'm contributing to genocide.

And I'm so fucking tired of this internet activism! So, so fucking tired!

Because the reason why I engage with fandom is to take a step away from reality. I watch the fucking news, I spend my due time informing myself about global issues on the internet, I do discuss this shit with my IRL friends and colleagues and family members, I go to protests, and during the BLM protests I was out there helping with water and first aid.

But fandom is fucking me time. It's the time of my day when I unplug my brain and write whatever the fuck I want, reblog gif sets on Tumblr, and watch thirst traps on TikTok. I don't log into Tumblr, the site that cunts use to spread misinformation and fake Go Fund Me's and people who pretend to have written My Immortal to promote their shitty memoir, to receive or do any kind of information.

Stop looking for influencers and random people on the internet to explain to you global issues! Why the fuck are you people so into your own asses that you can't fucking understand the reason why some kid who got famous for dancing while wearing cat ears doesn't want to talk about their opinion about far more serious matters?

Everything has a place and a time, and some people realize that their audience goes to them to detach from reality, rather than being reminded of it.

"Oh, but if you don't talk about it, it means you're supporting the bad guys!" Sure! Because the fucking apartheid is build specifically on me not wanting to use my fandom blog to post pictures of dead children and raped women! Too bad that Nelson Mandela became an activist before the internet, uh? He could've solved a bunch of issues by posting a couple of Insta stories!

"Oh, you don't realize how privileged you are to be able to ignore the issue!" I'm not fucking ignoring it, I'm ignoring it in places where my opinion matters less than zero! And yes, I'm fully aware that I'm privileged to be able to ignore it, but you're disgusting because you're using it as a way to build a following on a blogging platform. Hope that posting pictures of slaughtered human bodies was really worth the 50 followers it got you, Allison!

I don't know if this makes sense. Whatever. I'm fucking pissed.

Sounds like a bunch of clowns in a discord somewhere decided to target you or something.

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crookedkryptonitebeliever · 8 days

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Just wanna say that I despise Cyprus as a person. If he started stalking me I’d change jobs and countries and get a restraining order against him. I hate you for making him (I’m kidding) and I hate that I read his story even though I can’t stand him. He gets worse and worse the more I learn. This transphobe can catch these hands.

Oh yea this dirtbag absolutely can catch your hands, he is a boxer and a terrifying one that is. I created him to be someone who talks big and has the fighting credentials to match it 🔥

THere must be an anti Yves and Blanche, hence Cyprus is created 💔like yin and yang, they balance each other outs

naw im just kidding i actually made Cyprus because i was kinda craving for some clout at the time, but my soft yanderes that i like writing about kept flopping and i couldn't get as much notes as i did when i reached my peak in like 2022 ish,

so i tried another approach: literally, trend hopping,, Cyprus is a literal trend and a tiktok thirst trap genre

so cyprus is actually an amalgamation of like common Yandere traits that blew up in tumblr, like what seem to make a yan 'smexy' and super desirable, like a sexual predator but hot and mean. I fr didn't like this mans and it was damn hard not to make him 100% an unlikable edgelord but i try to get that balance, to push myself out of my comfort zone in writing

and it did worked, the proof is that now in this new generation of CKB ocs, Cyprus is my most popular oc and there are a lot of yalls simping for him in my asks like slobbering on his knob type

so i decided to fuck with him and like curse him with really crappy traits like homophobia and transphobia, ykno to try and direct traffic to Yves and his Yandere line (blanche, Leveret, Monty)

but also to see if i can tread the line of making him as divisive as possible, like yea a vocal lot of yall hate him for being a shitty man now, but i KNOW there are a good handful of you guys who still would slob on his knob, i monitor my asks 🫣🫣and i seem to summon a bunch of "i can fix him" readers too

but i remember about this one anon who said "cyprus is the type of man we all love in theory but avoid so hard irl thats why we dickride him on this blog so bad , escapism go brr" and i guess that's pretty much why he's so popular and even if i make him so crappy, there are still people who would beat on his meat

but anyways moral of the story, STAN YVES INSTEAD

#yandere x reader #yandere oc #oc yves #yandere concept #tw yandere #yandere oc x reader #yandere x you #yandere male #yandere #male yandere oc x reader #oc cyprus

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makeandshift · 2 months

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Hasan S/O // Streamer!gf

one of my personal faves, so more is probably to come.

Peacefully exists in her own little corner of the internet, think variety, art or wholesome gaming streams.

Has a small but very wholesome and tight community and she works very hard to keep it that was. Zero tollerance for any hate or bullshit.

Meets Hasan through some Twitch related event where a mutual friend introduces them. bestie!Will maybe 👀

She's definitely intimidated by him at first, but once she gets over that they hit it off instantly.

They live really far apart (other side of the country or maybe even a different continent?) so at first it is just a long distance friendship kind of thing.

They are constantly texting or chatting on Discord, even during streams. Either of them has their phone in their hand? The other definitely just texted them.

Once they are actually in a relationship people figure it out so fast because suddenly Hasan is in her city very often and she always stays in L.A. forever whenever there is an event she attends.

Either that or Austin accidentally leaks their relationship on his Instagram or just by mentioning it on stream.

Speaking of Austin, he asks her to appear on any of his shows and she will say yes without even knowing what she is saying yes to. Bonus points if she gets to compete against Hasan.

She tries playing co-op games with Hasan on stream, but it just always results in them yelling at each other or them both getting hella distracted and getting nothing done.

So instead they just make tierlists and look at dumb videos together.

Also IRL streams where they go on little trips together (and sometimes with Kaya as well)!!!!

Totally moves to L.A. to be closer to Hasan, but will deny that and gives a dozen other dumb reasons when people ask: "The weather is way nicer", "All my friends live here", "I really love being stuck in traffic no matter where I am trying to go". The list just gets more and more unhinged.

She does move into Hasan's place like four months later though.

After that she probably is on his stream a lot, "just to hang out with Kaya".

Can totally see her hanging out in his chat waiting for him to notice. Or using clips to communicate with each other.

Weekly 'Reviewing Hasan content' segment on her stream, as previously discussed here.

Totally getting distracted by thirst traps / edits of the other. It goes from "Why did you send me this chat?" to "Okay, but are there more? 🫠"

#words words words #hasan piker x reader #hasanabi x reader #blurbs #streamer!gf

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notepadsandtealeaves · 10 months

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Dick Grayson x F!Reader in: The Penalty Round

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT || 18+ ONLY ||

|| GN!Reader | M!Reader | Ao3 Version ||

|| Dick’s Tag | Batboys M.list | Batboys Tag | Personal Blog ||

|| The SFW prequel: The Curious Case of the Lovers in the Library || || F!Reader (Ao3) || GN!Reader (Ao3) || ((some links pending))

↠ Requested By: The ~heaux~ in me ↠ Reader Gender: Female ↠ Content Type: NSFW af ((make no mistakes, I will 100% fight a kid if I see them on this post)) ↠ CWs/TWs: There’s nothing too out there, but still make sure to peep the in story note for the deets. ↠ If you’re looking for a beta-ed work you have come to the wrong place, my friend lol. ↠ Total WC: 3k~

“‘And the loser will be completely at the mercy of the winner.’ Those were your exact words, baby, don’t you remember?” His eyes are bright with an impish sort of glee as he pulls back to take in your replying expression—the needy glint in your gaze, the alluring way your lip sits trapped between the pearl of your teeth, the ragged breaths that leave your chest heaving… “Oh yes, that is definitely a look,” he comments, a harsh exhale punctuating his words. “And a damn good one too…” You could certainly say the same about him. His amusement has been slowly draining away as he continues to regard you until all that is left behind his something darker, hungrier…

↠ Who says you can’t win for losing?

This brief bit of spiciness with my second favorite Bat is brought to you by The Thirst™ lol. I’m trying to get back into the swing of things, so if this is just “meh”/anything seems off blame that…

|| The Penalty Round

💦 Tags: Reader uses she/her pronouns | Reader has female anatomy | Pre-established relationship | Dick’s waistline being problematic | ((said problem is that my legs are not currently wrapped around it #madaboutit)) | ((why is it like that, if not for us to grab, huh? HUH??!)) | A v. brief mention of cum eating (Reader) | Oral (Reader giving) that leads into throat fucking (kinda rough, but not too much) | OP’s Dick’s praise kink is showing | Which means there’s lots of pet names (good girl, baby, honey, etc.; Reader receiving) | Reader gets that good oral-handy combo | Unprotected sex (remember to be safe IRL, so on and so forth) | Vaginal sex (more specifically a mating press, Reader receiving) | Knowing me there’re probably some v. light dom/sub undertones | ((that wasn’t necessarily my intent, but it is kinda my brand lmao)) | And finally a bit of afterglow‘n’cuddles before falling asleep in Dick’s arms because that is the Good Shit™

“Ready to settle up, love?”

The question is posed over the muted sound of Dick depositing you onto his bed. His preference for a softer, cushier mattress doesn’t allow for you to bounce, but rather you sink into its plushness with a giggle. Any answer you might have given is lost under another peal of mirth as he follows you down with a laugh of his own. Long limbs cage you in as he settles the perfect amount of weight onto you and the feeling grounds you even as the drag of his lips over your pulse point has you arching into his touch. Kisses tease themselves up the length of your neck and across the breadth of your face; he’s thorough, covering every spot readily available to him while simultaneously avoiding the pout of your lips. It doesn’t take long for you to voice your displeasure, but your breathy whines are only met with a playful chide.

“‘And the loser will be completely at the mercy of the winner.’ Those were your exact words, baby, don’t you remember?”

His eyes are bright with an impish sort of glee as he pulls back to take in your replying expression—the needy glint in your gaze, the alluring way your lip sits trapped between the pearl of your teeth, the ragged breaths that leave your chest heaving…

“Oh yes, that is definitely a look,” he comments, a harsh exhale punctuating his words. “And a damn good one too…”

You could certainly say the same about him. His amusement has been slowly draining away as he continues to regard you until all that is left behind his something darker, hungrier. The weight of his want has lidded a gaze that is more pupil than iris, with the vivid blue having been ceded ground like a freshly eclipsed sun. Altogether it’s a look that says he’s more than ready to devour you whole and with the way he’s got you feeling right now you’re beyond down. He knows this, of course, and it definitely shows. A smirk slowly creeps its way across the plush of his mouth as he rises up to his knees.

“But if you’re that eager to do something with those pretty lips of yours, well…”—his thumb drags across your bottom lip with a deliberate slowness, reveling in the slight bounce it gives when his touch moves to trail down your chin—“I guess I’ll just have to put them to work then.”

He reaches back to gather a fistful of his shirt before pulling it up and over his head. Though the movement is tantalizing in and of itself (the way his arms and stomach flex as he shrugs out of the clingy material has to be illegal, at least in a few states) what it leads to is undeniably better. You whimper at the sight of him—the sleek, but powerful musculature, its broadness tapering out into a taught waist that just begs to be held on to, be that under the curve of eager palms or trapped between equally willing thighs.

His hands are purposeful as they ghost their way over his frame, from the soft whorls of hair that cover his chest and beyond. The short, downy soft strands’ raven hue contrasts beautifully with the natural tan of his skin enticing your eyes to follow the trail down to the sharp V-cut of muscle and further still to the joggers that sit sinfully low on his hips. It’s here that his hands linger, just for a moment, just long enough to make you squirm with impatience. His fingers dance along the band a few times before he finally, finally hooks his thumbs in and pushes the material down. The move isn’t nearly as smooth as everything that has preceded it, can’t be when his ass is that damn fat, but at this point you’re too gone to care.

With that final barrier gone his cock sits proudly on display, curved deliciously and bobbing under its own weight. Your mouth goes dry as you take in the dark flush of it, the way precum pearls against its tip before spilling over into a trail that your tongue is desperate to follow. He’s already so hard and yet he somehow manages to get even harder as he takes himself in hand and begins to stroke. The play of his pretty fingers over his equally pretty dick is mesmerizing, so much so that you don’t even realize he’s moved until the tip is nearly touching your lips. Without any cognizant thought on your part your tongue darts out to catch his still dripping arousal before retreating back into your mouth so that you can properly savor your prize; as always the taste leaves you groaning and greedy for more, your lids fluttering as you swallow thickly. The needy (and thoroughly debauched) display has Dick chuckling darkly.

“Such a good, eager girl,” he coos as his free hand caresses your cheek.

He doesn’t even have to tell you to open up, not when your lips have already parted as wide as they can go, your tongue lolling out in anticipation. The sight leaves him cursing hotly under his breath as he guides his length into your waiting warmth. You both moan at that first contact, though the vibration of your pleasured mewl sees Dick’s devolving into a gritted out hiss; at the same time his hips stutter but he’s able to stop himself before he gags you. This kindness isn’t extended for much longer, however, as he’s quick to set up a pace that’s just this side of brutal.

With every forward push his cock goes that little bit further until he’s fully fucking your throat. The sound of your moan laced gags can just be heard over your man’s near continuous stream of curses and praise. Though the angle makes things a bit more perilous you brace yourself and let Dick take what he needs, what you’re all too willing to give.

“Look at the way you swallow me down,” he pants in a voice that sounds just as wrecked as you feel, “my good, perfect girl. So, so good, always so good…”

It’s clear that both of your brains have fuzzed over—his from the pleasure that has him damn near shuddering above you, and you from his very apparent approval. You work your tongue along the underside of his cock as much as you can wanting, needing, to make him feel even better, to draw more of those sweet words out of him which you most certainly do. The pair of you are trapped in this feedback loop of lust for only a few minutes more before Dick is pulling out fully with a half-choked growl. You only have enough time to take one lung filling breath before his lips are crashing into your own. The kiss is a raw, feral thing full of tongue and teeth and a desperation that has you tearing at one another’s clothes.

Once your bottoms are gone an impatient hand makes its way to your center and Dick lets out a breathy little curse at the sheer amount of wetness that greets him. “All this just from sucking cock, babe?” he asks on a chuckle as he coats his fingers in your slick, their pads tracing teasing circles around your entrance before sliding up to your clit. The jolt of pleasure that courses through you reduces your reply to a reedy cry of his name that trails off into a hiccuping moan, a thing that clearly suits your man just fine.

“I was ready to fuck you into the mattress,” he continues on in a tone far too casual, all things considered, “but hearing you sing so pretty for me makes me want to play with you a bit more, so I think I will…”

The fingers that had been working your pearl over so perfectly close around it in a pinch that has you arching sharply off of the bed with a hiss. The movement is cut short, however, by him once again settling himself over you. Though he starts with his head tucked in against the crook of your neck, the vigilante has always been a restless one. It doesn’t take long for him to cut a trail of hot, opened mouth kisses down the length of your body until he’s at level with your dripping pussy. A dreamy sounding sigh of “So pretty~” is all the warning you get before he’s diving in like a man starved.

You shudder at the feeling of his tongue dragging itself over your already sodden flesh, Dick’s name a ragged cry on your lips as your fingers curl in against his hair. He likewise shivers at the bite of your nails against his scalp, humming his approval all the while before pulling away just long enough to tell you—promise you—that he’s going to make you lose your mind. And he’s as good as his word. He doesn’t let up, his tongue laving and twirling against you in shifting patterns that leave your head spinning and your legs shaking. His hands are just as busy as one keeps your hip anchored while its opposite works in tandem with his talented mouth.

“You sound so. Fucking. Cute.” The declaration is made some long moments later when his need for oxygen finally outweighs his greed for your cunt. His voice is absolutely wrecked with his desire, though you can barely focus on the rasp of it when he’s punctuating those last few words with suckling nips against your thighs.

You whimper out his name in reply only for the appellation to scale up into an opened mouth gasp when he takes advantage of the mess he’s created between your legs to easily slip a finger into your tight hole. A second soon follows the first before he purposefully curls them against that spot. You jolt up against him as pleasure skitters across your body like lightning. Moans claw their way out of your throat as you grind shamelessly up into him, your arms winding around him somewhat awkwardly in an attempt to pull him impossibly closer.

“Mmm~ I think she likes that,” he chuckles darkly as he continues to massage your walls. “That’s right honey, keep rocking those hips for me—need to work you open, get you ready to take me…”

You’re too far gone to fully comprehend what he’s saying, with your mind only really being able to focus on the sinuous purr of it all. Lust has deepened his voice into something specifically designed to leave you fully under his spell, and enthralled as you are there’s no perceiving anything outside of you and him and the pleasure that’s drawing closer with each pump of those ridiculously long fingers. You rut against him with a desperation that would be embarrassing if Dick wasn’t just as gone. He doesn’t have it in him to tease you right now, not when he feeds on your pleasure and you’re so close to the edge. He murmurs your name before pulling away from you to watch you chase your bliss with a ravenous intent. His gaze darts over the length of you in an attempt to drink in every little detail as words that blur the line between praise and pleas are panted down at you. His movements grow more pointed as yours become more frantic, the crescendo building up-up-up until–

“Oh fuck babe. That’s right—give it to me.”

A sound that’s caught somewhere between a moan and a sob squeaks out of you as your body tenses before going lax under the weight of your release, but that’s hardly the end of things.

“Fuck,” Dick growls lowly, his body slinking down further still so that he can hook your legs over his shoulders. When he comes back up to level his eyes are consumed with want as he grinds himself against you. “____, baby, do you have any idea how goddamn delicious you look right now?”

You try to reply, you swear you do, but between the orgasmic haze that hasn’t even begun to fade and the feeling of his cock pressing hot and heavy against you, well… You figure you can be forgiven for whatever the fuck it is that actually comes out of your mouth—not that it would’ve been audible anyway when your man’s tongue is so tangled up with your own. He sucks down your mewls of pleasure only to feed you his own as he reaches down to take himself in hand. His cock, hot and sticky with your combined arousal, slaps against your pussy a few times in rapid succession before he pushes finally, finally pushes into you.

Dick finds his rhythm quickly, settling on something hard and fast enough to have jostled your body forwards with each thrust had his bulk not been there to hold you steady. There’s a certain frantic energy to the way he fucks you—as if he needs to be inside you like he needs his next breath, as if the few seconds he has to leave you on the backstroke are too long to bear. It makes the encounter desperate in a way that that you usually only ever experience when he’s had too close of a call on patrol. You feed off of this, into it, clawing at whatever bit of him you can reach though pinned as you are all you can really do is lie there and take it–

Well until a particularly good downwards thrust leaves his dick brushing up against your sweet spot. Your reaction is instantaneous, your walls clamping down on him with a vice-like grip that nearly sees him collapsing. His mouth parts around a moan that has you clenching up all over again as he catches himself on shaky arms just moments shy of crushing you.

“Fu-fuck… Fuck! That’s– It’s too damn good, babe. I-I’m already so close—you keep doing that and I’m not gonna last…”

There’s barely a sliver of sapphire to be found when he looks you over with wide, lust-blown eyes; said eyes cross just a bit when you bare down again, and when combined with the flush that sits high on his cheeks and the loose loll of his mouth he’s just one drool trail away from something straight out of the most obscene manga panels. The sight would’ve left you laughing if it weren’t for the way he rolls his hips into you in a deep grind.

You sigh his name as you urge him closer to you. From here you can feel the way his lips part under his pants, your breaths mingling as you tell him, beg him, to fall apart for you—“Please baby, want it. Want you to fill me up…”

“Yuh-yeah,” he starts, nodding wildly. “Yeah, I can do tha– Ah, shit! So fuckin’ tight… God, fuck—kiss me.”

He doesn’t give you time to comply, his lips already moving to crash into yours within the same breath. The kiss is sloppy and short lived, however, with Dick pulling away a few moments later to moan out your name as he redoubles his efforts. His strokes come fast and choppy as they lose their rhythm with each passing stroke until he’s abruptly stilling over your with a punched out sounding sigh and a shiver. The feeling of his release pouring into you is enough to push you over the cliff after him, his name on your lips as you give yourself over to ecstasy’s free fall.

The pair of your work your way through your orgasms with heaving chests, and in your case limbs that feel like jelly. As the euphoria begins to fade the mood easily slips over into something softer and more subdued. Dick, clearly still lost to his pleasure noses at your cheeks, pillow soft lips pressing sweet, lovesick nothings into the flushed skin there in between peppered kisses. The heart achingly tender display leaves your chest squeezing in the best of ways, and while you’d love nothing more than to bask in the afterglow of his affections for a long while yet your current positioning isn’t exactly the ideal setup in which to do so.

Your displeased little whine is all the hint your man needs and within the same moment your legs are being gently lowered onto the mattress. He flops onto his back right after, arching into a dramatic bow of a stretch—the sound that escapes him as he does so certainly makes you Feel Things, but you’re not trying to start something your already fucked out body most definitely cannot finish—before moving to curl himself around you. Insistent hands work to soothe away any aches you feel, starting with your hips, though he soon decides this can best be achieved by cradling you against his chest. Having been put through your paces you’re essentially dead weight, but that’s never been a hindrance before. Just one of the many perks of dating a man that moonlights as a vigilante, you muse with a silent laugh as he moves and settles you with ease.

You sigh contentedly as you allow yourself to sink more fully into his warmth, with any lingering tension that your muscles insist on trying to hold on to melting away under his care. Sleep has already started to blur the edges of your world, with the haze steadily creeping in to dull all of your senses until you fade out in full. You don’t register the slight shifting of your body or the soft glide of sheets that follows. The feeling of Dick pressing one last, lingering kiss against your temple is likewise a distant sensation, though his words are just able to slip underneath the fog–

“I love you, baby—always.”

–and that five word declaration, spoken with all the gravity of an indisputable truth, is the last thing you hear before you give yourself over the land of dreams.

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