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j-onedrabbles · 9 months

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What do you think about Stray Kids and partner privileges, what do they let their partner get away with the other members can't? This keeps me up at night I won't lie to you

Hmmmmm good question lovely. Here are my thoughts;

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Chan ♡ chan definitely let's you get away with distracting him from work. He knows you’re really just trying to get him to take a break and take care of himself, but he rarely listens to anyone else when they do that. You could walk over to him when he’s busy working on a track and just pull the headphones off him, don't forget to kiss his cheek too! “Break time baby.”

He’ll immediately pull you down into his lap and cuddle up with you. He may try and keep working but the way you're giving him little kisses when you see him go for the computer mouse has him stopping and just loving on you until he moves you guys over to the bed.

Lee Know ♡ partner privileges with Lee Know are pretty much the same as Han privileges with him. Just a lot more kisses and cuddle than Han gets.

literally whatever you want from this man, at anytime, it’s yours. there's times where he will quite literally drop everything for you too, even if he's working. He will figure out a way to get you want you want or be where you need him to be

Changbin ♡ you could get away with getting him not to go to the gym. But even then, he'll opt to just take you with him and you just watch until he's done with his work out— he will smother you in sweaty kiss and hugs after though.

But if you're staying over and he plans to go to the gym, just through some puppy dog eyes and pouty lips his way and he'll do it later. His baby is more important than some weights, same thing if he's staying over at yours. Cuddle > gym when he's with you

Hyunjin ♡ jewelry sharing. He has so much omg. But he thinks it's cute when you ask if you can barrow a necklace just because you think it would good with you're outfit that day.

At some point would offer a piece of jewelry when you felt like your outfit was missing something. He'd take one look and just now he has a piece that would be perfect. Also just finds it a little funny when you guys are out and someone compliments his jewelry on you.

Han ♡ drink sharing. Man loves his americano's. My lord. I don't think he would share his coffee with anyone but if you asked for a sip, he could never say no. As long as you give him a kiss after!

It would be any drink too, especially if it was something you didn't drink often and just wanted to try that he had, he doesn't mind. Just random every day things when you're just parched enough for one sip of something and he just happens to have a drink. He'll share a little.

Felix ♡ video games! man's possessive of his computer probably—i mean, he did build it himself. It would probably start with just sitting on his lap while he plays then him asking you if you want a turn.

Even if you aren't good at whatever he's playing, he'll teach you. Always will offer you to go a round when you're hanging out and he was playing before you showed up. Find's games you could play together too! Might even offer to build you your own pc if you want

Seungmin ♡ clothes! I don't him really sharing his clothes with any one but his s/o. But he loves when you ask to borrow a shirt or a sweater from him. He will help you style it too.

He will sit there for hours with you planning out outfits for you. Maybe he'll even base it around a piece of jewelry you had. He's always offering a shirt, sweater, jacket, or whatever of his. Has so much fun with it

I.N ♡ You are the only person he willingly cuddle with. Rejects the guys all the time but you? He's just as clingy as the rest of the guys. Always wanting to hold onto you somehow.

Comes home to you and lays his head on your chest and hugs your waist. The first time it happened, the guys were really confused but gradually got used to it, thinking their maknae was starting to actually like kinship. After an attempt of trying to kiss his cheek and him shoving them away, they figured it was just because it was you

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vivwritesfics · 2 months

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Land Snake

Oscar gets a pet fic!! I love me ferrets (ps, ik ferrets are social and should be housed in pairs/fics. But for the sake of the fic Noodle is an only child)

Formula One Masterlist

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noodle_piastri dad said we have to go to the beach like true australians

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landonorris noodle isn't even from australia, is he?

oscarpiastri he's an honorary aussie

username1 omg noodle piastri

username2 i love Oscars son

username3 pls pls pls take noodle to a grand prix

aussiegrit how did my favourite grandson like the beach?

y/nl/n he loved it, almost couldn't get him to leave

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noodle_piastri Suzuka baaaby

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username4 OMG NOODLE IS AT A GRAND PRIX?

username5 my headcanon is that noodle and moon are best friends

username6 noodle and moon meet up when?

oscarpiastri think he might be my lucky charm

y/nl/n ... what am i, chopped liver?

oscarpiastri *lucky charms

landonorris noodle can come to every grand prix if it means I end up on the podium

oscarpiastri get your own lucky son

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noodle_piastri great uncle nando called me stinky

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username7 UNCLE NANDO IM WHEEZING

username8 i love how the grid have formed a little family with the pets

landonorris GREAT UNCLE NANDO CALLED YOU WHAT?

landonorris slander on my nephew

oscarpiastri nobody talks to my son like that

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noodle_piastri this is why dad never wears a sweater, bc i hide away in them - he only ever wears shorts for a similar reason

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username9 what do i have to do right in life to have a noodle of my own

oscarpiastri stop exposing my secrets

y/nl/n let our son do what he wants

username10 their son omg

logansargeant bring him to miami

y/nl/n moon noodle meet up? logansargeant moon noodle combat oscarpiastri my son is gonna whoop your sons ass y/nl/n moon hurts on hair on his precious head I'm holding you personally responsible oscarpiastri we will fight you

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noodle_piastri mclaren petition to let me join dad on his ice baths

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mclaren omg noodle you're always welcome in our ice baths

oscarpiastri have you considered that I don't want an ice bath with you?

noodle_piastri impossible

y/nl/n your opinion is invalid

username11 where do we sign the petition?

username12 the money i'd pay to see this

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raginglesbian2006 · 2 months

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Hiii I was wondering if maybe you could write a Alastor fluff? Where Alastor decides to do a duo broadcast with reader? But she’s just very clumsy and nervous and fumbling over her words and doesn’t really know what she’s doing!! Pleaseee😁😁🙏🏼

Hi! Omg this is my first request so I'm a teensy bit nervous but your idea is so good, it got my brain gears turning!!

Hope you enjoy this little piece!

Step by step,cher...

Alastor x reader

When you first arrived at hell, you had no idea why you were here. The last thing you remembered was accidentally falling down a flight of stairs. Did you really die like that? And what crime did you commit to be subjected to eternal damnation? Was borrowing company stationery regarded as an offense?

In your pursuit of a safe place to stay in hell, you stumbled upon the Hazbin Hotel. The literal princess of hell invited you in with the brightest smile, one you never thought you'd see on a demon, let alone the daughter of the devil himself.

Needless to say, although your initial motive to stay at the hotel was for your safety, you gradually became roped into their redemption activities or rather...attempts.

You got along with everyone well at the quaint hotel. Charlie and Vaggie took such good care of you, making sure you were well-fed and comfortable at their establishment. Husk was a good listener. You weren't that heavy of a drinker so you just lounged at the bar counter talking about random things with him and listening to his thoughts and opinions in return. Sir Pentious was a sweetheart, entrusting you with his adorable eggies when he went out from time to time. Niffty put on roach shows for you, which you quite enjoyed. Although initially put off by Angel Dust's flirtations, you quickly became comfortable in his presence, often visiting his room to play with his little pig, which he called "Fat Nuggets."

There was one particular demon, however, who piqued your interest since day one. Alastor was an enigma to all the residents of the hotel and beyond, yet they trusted him to run as the host of this establishment and he did so spectacularly. He had this certain gentlemanly charm to him- never mind the fact that he was a serial killer and a cannibal, at least he was courteous.

You used to work at a radio station back when you were alive. You didn't host any shows, just worked behind the scenes to make sure everything went smoothly. So it is safe to say, you were very interested in Alastor's radio shows.

He overheard you talking about his work one day and popped out of nowhere behind you to ask you what you thought about his recent show. From then on, you and Alastor had a weekly routine of sitting down with a cup of tea and discussing his shows, planning what to air next, and improving on what was already aired. You quite enjoyed these little get-togethers with him.

It was on one of these meetings that Alastor had a brilliant idea in his head that he wanted to share with you.

"Why don't you join me in my broadcast tomorrow?"

Your eyes widened as you looked at his ever-grinning face. You were expecting him to laugh at your face any time now...but that never came.

"I-I'm sorry...what now?" you questioned.

"Ah!," Alastor explained, "It's a simple request from me, darling! You do so well detailing and planning my broadcasts and it's all thanks to you that my shows have gone swimmingly, much better than before! You have such useful insights! Why wouldn't you like to share your thoughts with all of hell?"

You gulped. Your hands left your teacup and started fiddling with the threads that came out of your sweater.

"I-I... I don't think I'd do a good job, Al," you paused, then continued, "I indeed worked at a radio station when I was alive but I have never hosted a show in my life."

Alastor hummed and with his claws tapping the table, he said, "Well darling, don't you think you could use this opportunity to try something new? You'd be learning only from the best of course!"

Sensing your hesitance, Alastor further elaborated, "Besides, all you need to do is answer my questions! Imagine you're talking to me, as we do during our meetings! You will be just fine!"

You didn't feel comfortable with the idea of hosting a broadcast, despite him being there but you did not want to reject his offer either, so you nodded and agreed to be there tomorrow morning. His grin grew impossibly wider and he exclaimed that he could not wait to see you "shine".

You'd wake up extra early the next morning, unable to keep your anxiety on the down low. You dressed up and rushed in the direction of the booth Alastor used for his radio shows. You kept on trying to calm yourself down, biting your nails and pacing in front of the door to the recording studio, hoping you'd not let Alastor down.

You were startled at the sound of radio static pouring in around you. You looked beside you to see the radio demon himself staring you down. Slightly embarrassed, you greeted him with a "good morning" which he reciprocated. He then opened the door to his recording booth, gesturing for you to enter in.

You were seated on one of the comfy chairs he owned as Alastor moved around the studio, checking the equipment and making sure all was right. When he was finally satisfied, he looked towards you, with that gleeful grin on his face and said, "Ready, my darling?"

You nodded your head, although you weren't sure how you were fooling yourself to believe you were ever gonna be ready.

Alastor's voice rang through his microphone as he started his broadcast. Hearing him work, in real time, made you want to listen to him forever. No wonder he raked in so many listeners despite the existence of modern technology. He had a rather charming voice.

You shook out of your trance when you made eye contact with the ever-smiling radio demon. You realized he'd asked you a question. The only problem is...you have no idea what he asked.

"U-um... sorry, Alastor. What did you say?"

Alastor chuckled and repeated, "Why my ditzy partner, I asked you what you expect the weather will be like today? It does seem unusually cloudy than yesterday, don't you think?"

"Ah, I see... well-" you were about to speak into the microphone he'd set out for you but you accidentally knocked it down, making the studio fill up with the screeching sound of the mic.

You got out of your seat, panicked, and dove to the ground to find the microphone. Your hands trembling as you searched for it, wondering what Alastor might think of you now.

You finally caught hold of the stray microphone, and rose up to view. Your face was completely and utterly red, and your eyes were tearing up. Alastor would surely be mad at you ruining his broadcast. Who knows, you might've cost him half his listeners.

All those berating thoughts in your head came to a stop when you heard Alastor laughing. Very loudly, might I add.

Confused, you looked up to see the radio demon, slumping on his chair, his chest heaving with uncontrollable laughter. Was he....laughing at you? You suddenly felt quite small in his presence. Your fingers twisted between the lapels of your shirt as your anxiety peaked at an all-time high.

When Alastor finally stopped laughing, he looked at you with his usual grin and exclaimed," Oh dear! I knew something like this would occur so I never started my broadcast in the first place!"

You froze in your seat. What? You looked up at the "on air" sign, only now noticing that it wasn't lit up at all.

Seeing your confusion, Alastor chuckled again. Your distress seemed quite amusing to him. You glared at the demon, your vision blurring with your tears. You did not know what to say to him.

Alastor moved out of his seat and stood next to you. With a clawed hand on your shoulder, he pushed it backward, making you sit up straight on your chair. Then, with a swipe of his hand, he conjured up a handkerchief and wiped your tear-stricken face, as gently as he could.

"My dear, if you were that anxious, you could have just told me you didn't want to do the show. I wouldn't have minded at all."

You finally found your voice and said, "Y-Yes but... I didn't want to disappoint you is all..."

Alastor tsked and patted your hair like you were a little puppy.

"Your need for outside validation seems to cloud your abilities a lot, dear," Alastor continues as he moves closer to you, "Your innate need to please each and everyone around you, makes you undermine your own worth. Look at me! If I cared about everyone's opinions of me, do you think I'd have been able to be this powerful and feared, hm?"

You shook your head in response.

"Take it one step at a time. You can only do so much at once. Remember it always. Step by step, cher."

You looked up at him and nodded. He was right. You just needed to calm down, take a deep breath, and take it one step at a time.

"Do you want to broadcast with me still or do you want to leave?" Alastor asked.

"No, I think I'm truly ready this time," you answered.

Alastor's grin widened and he plopped down on his seat, this time moving it a little closer to yours.

Before he turned on the broadcast, he looked at you and with surprisingly gentle eyes communicated, "Remember. Treat this broadcast like our daily conversations. You will be fine."

You acknowledged his advice and sat comfortably on the chair, ready to take this challenge on head first.

The neon-lit "on air" sign shone and Alastor's voice rang through, this time for real.

"Welcome to the radio demon's broadcast!"

Yes, the show did go "swimmingly" for you, as Alastor put it. He was quite pleased to see you wanting to do more broadcasts with him. He did truly enjoy your company. Perhaps a little more than he initially assumed. He wouldn't mind doing radio shows with you... forever.

#hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor x reader #requests open

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inkdrinkerworld · 13 days

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Spencer reid sends you a period basket every month no matter where he is!!! Without fail there’s a bouquet of flowers, your favourite chocolates, a poem or excerpt from whatever he’s reading, and some of your favourite skincare or body care and he just likes knowing that he’s going to get either a video or FaceTime call from you to tell him about it

Omg like Yolanda and Zack on TT!!!

Spencer knows that your period is a little irregular so he waits for the minute you start exhibiting pms symptoms.

He always checks to see what you have and what you need and takes stock mentally of all that he wants to get you too.

This month had been a little harder on you than others and so he goes a little crazy.

“My period came,” you sound a little pleased, glad it hasn’t been too late this month, but also a little peeved because the cramps are not letting up.

“I got your basket right here, angel.” You look up at him as he holds a bouquet in one hand and a basket in the next. “They’re fresh, the lady at the florist had just picked them.”

You lean up for a kiss, Spencer smiling when you take it and take a big inhale of the carnations. “Thank you Spence,” he hands over the basket next.

You go through it, taking the essentials, your pads and tampons and then your chocolates, out first. Then you see the folded sweater on the bottom. “Spence,” it’s a soft material, softer than your usual sweaters, something that you want to switch into now. You hardly hesitate to do it.

Then you see the face masks and serums and even some aromatherapy oils. “Thank you baby.”

Spencer accepts the way you vault yourself into him, holding the back of your head close to his chest as his other arm wraps around you.

“You’re the best boyfriend ever.” You whisper into his clothes and he chuckles.

“That’s just boyfriend duties, sweetheart. Plus one of the things is late. Should be here tomorrow though.”

You pull back, shocked and a little skeptical of how breezy his tone is. “Spencer Reid.” You try to be stern.

“Yes, my love?” He strokes your face from temple to jaw, tilting his head down a little as he stares at you.

“You’re no fair. What did you order?” You ask softly, a little lost in your adoration for him.

“A box set. The new series you wanted, I preordered it.” Tears spring fresh to your eyes, your bottom lip trembling as you feel the openness of his love for you- of how easy he finds it to dole out his love and affection and dote on you.

“Hey, no tears.” He wipes them away with his sleeve, gentle pressure on your cheeks. “I thought you’d be happy, or are these happy tears?”

You nod, “You’re just…” you can’t seem to settle on the right word. “,perfect.”

Spencer laughs rubbing your arms. “Thank you, but that’s not possible. Wanna watch movies with me? There’s the good popcorn, in the cupboards too.”

“Spencer stop. You’re gonna make me cry even more, I’m already so emotional.” He only hums, kissing your forehead as he reaches for the tv remote.

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 2 months

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Hi! I LOVE the way u write leo valdez and was wondering if u could do an x reader fic where she gets accepted to her dream college? Im manifesting lol 🤞🤞much love xx

OMG YES I'M MORE THAN HAPPY TOO!! ANYTHING FOR YOU ANON-

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ College Girls Do It Better, Duh!!

content: leo valdez x fem! reader warning: language, like the smallest amount of angst ig, stress and anxiety (the poster children of senior year) author's note: hi little miss anon!! congratulations on being my first ask by the way!! anyways, as someone who is currently fighting for my life to get through this last stretch of senior year, I feel year. I applied to my dream college since eighth grade early decision all the way back in november and got deferred. and i know this might be hard to hear and i know i didn't believe it at the time, but it was honestly one of the best things that ever happened to me. It allowed me to take a deep dive on who i am as a person and find actually interests outside of just that school. now, i've been accepted to another college in the same city (boston girl 4 eva) with a scholarship that covers more than half of my tuition and under a major I actually want to pursue (marine biology with a minor in journalism for anyone who was curious). ANYWAYS i've yapped on long enough and you're not even here for this little ted talk of mine. please carry on and i hope you enjoy this little bad boy i whipped up.

this was it: senior year. everything added up to this. finally! we’re in the homestretch, folks! gods, on top of stopping the world from ending every other summer, y/n had to keep good grades up too. she was more than ready to trade leo’s sweaters for a cap and gown, counting down the days to graduation. a break would have been greatly appreciated but the fates were never that kind. well, they were kind enough to give her leo, so they couldn’t be all that bad in her eyes. though, the pressure was starting to make y/n crack in ways she didn’t expect; the pressure that comes with college acceptances and, sadly, rejections. she felt like she was falling behind a bit, a lump growing in her throat and her chest tightening at every acceptance letter her friends got. of course, she was overjoyed for them and she’d buy them cupcakes and celebrate their accomplishments but she couldn’t help but wonder when it would be her turn. i mean, she slaved away over her college essay, she maintained the best grades she could, did all of the extracurriculars she could manage, on top of being a two-time saver of the world. something she, sadly, could not tell colleges. well, she told new rome university, but she figured they got a lot of letters like that. but, for now, y/n just waited…and waited…and then waited some more just for shits and giggles.

“today’s the day, right?” jason questioned as he walked with y/n towards their civics class. y/n swallowed thickly, nodding her head, although a bit reluctantly.

“y-yeah, early decision round two comes out today for new rome. now, no more talking about it or i’ll pass out," y/n told him and jason laughed, bumping his shoulder with her gently.

“come on, give yourself a fair shake. they’d be stupid not to-”

“don’t jinx it!! go find some wood to knock on, sparky,” the girl ordered in a panic and jason quickly rapped his knuckles against a door as they passed, the poor ceramics teacher peeking her head out to find no one waiting.

“okay, okay, no bad juju,” y/n muttered to herself following the boy's actions, taking a few calming breaths. jason gave her a sympathetic look as they took their seats, rubbing his hand gently over her tense shoulders. their eyes both went to the empty seat next to y/n before turning to each other with tiny smirks.

“i bet he’ll get here just as the bell rings,” mused y/n, trying to rid herself of her anxiety with humor. jason pretended to think it over, before holding his hand out.

“nah, he’s gotta be at least ten minutes late today,” countered jason and y/n shook his hand with a determined look. as the pair's eyes stayed locked on the clock, mere seconds before the bell would ring, leo came waltzing to the class, an iced coffee held in one hand and his keys swinging around in the other. mr. wright glaring at the boy, knowing he couldn’t give him the tardy he so desperately wanted to. leo made his way to his seat, kissing y/n’s cheek as he sat. y/n’s smile widened and her stress and anxiety began to melt away.

“for little miss smartie pants here,” he hummed, sliding the drink in front of her with a wink. y/n took a sip, shaking her head at him as she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

“lots of talk coming from someone who’s already been accepted with honors,” replied y/n, jokingly glaring at him though she couldn’t stop a proud smile from spreading over her lips. leo had a habit of underestimating himself and when he got accepted into new rome university on a scholarship to boot, he couldn’t really ignore it anymore. y/n was his number one supporter, buying him shirts and lanyards and pennant flags. leo rolled his eyes, slinging his arm over the back of her seat.

“they’d be stupid not to accept-”

“knock on wood right now!! what is with you guys trying to curse me?!” y/n bit out, shoving the boy in the direction of the wooden desk. leo knocked his knuckles against it whilst sharing a look with jason, who just shrugged.

“i’m just saying-”

“mr. valdez! if you’re just going to show up to disrupt my class, do not continue to show up!” mr. wright called, narrowing his eyes at the trio.

“sorry, mr. wright, but i do kinda need this class to graduate. if i didn’t, i guarantee you i would not be here right now,” joked leo, earning laughs from the rest of the class. mr. wright’s eye twitched as he stared at the boy before grumbling under his breath and returning to his lecture. leo held his head high after that, knowing he’d won for today.

the rest of the day seemingly flew past, y/n anxiously and constantly checking her email. after lunch, she sort of relaxed, somehow managing to convince herself that the email wasn’t going to come today and she’d just worry about it some other day. but, as she sat in her seventh period class, her phone buzzed on her desk. she didn’t think anything of it, determined to finish another math problem before she allowed herself a phone break. then her phone buzzed a few more times, her attention being dragged away from her math homework at the borderline constant buzzing. she huffed, picking up her phone before her eyes went wide and her breath tumbled out of her lips.

there on her phone she had an email from new rome university which read, ‘today’s the day! log into your student portal as your status has been updated.’ under that, and the root of the near constant buzzing, were texts from all her friends. leo was typing in all-caps, something about running to her class at the moment. her group chat with frank, hazel, and piper, the three other people who applied in the same decision group as her, had multiple texts about wanting to throw up and being too nervous to open it. annabeth had sent a text too, something about y/n being one of the smartest and sweetest people she knew and no college acceptance or rejection could change that.

ignoring all of them and feeling like she was in a haze, y/n unlocked her phone and got to work logging into her student portal and watching the spinning circle as she waited for it to load. bam! welcome screen, nothing new so far. y/n continued to breath, though she knew it was unsteady as she placed a hand against her chest, hoping to regulate her rapid heartbeat, which she could feel in her toes and hear in her ears. then she noticed a little hyperlink, informing her that her status had been updated. her finger hovered over it as hazel updated that she’d been accepted, promptly being followed by frank and piper. y/n squeezed her eyes shut, swiping away their messages and slamming her finger down onto the link. more waiting and then it finally loaded. she scrolled slowly, wanting to ease herself into rejection…

dear y/n l/n,

on behalf of new rome university, we are pleased to inform you that you’ve been accepted. congratulations! furthermore, we’d like offer you a scholarship for academic integrity, blah blah blah

wait- did that say accepted?! y/n’s eyes did a double take, which was growing increasingly more difficult as tears were starting to pool. her hands shook and she promptly stood up from her chair, muttering about needing the bathroom to the teacher before basically bolting out of the class. she moved quickly down the hall, her eyes darting around wildly until she heard the stomping of feet and the squeak of rubber on linoleum. leo rounded a corner at the other end of the hall, his eyes instantly focusing on the girl, on his girl. without a second thought, the two of them sprinted to each other, basically slamming against the other as they met in the middle. leo’s arms wrapped around her frantically, unsure of the verdict but wanting her in his arms either way. y/n curled into him easily, crying against his shirt, tears of joy but he didn’t know that.

“so?” leo whispered after a moment, cupping her tear-stained cheeks and looking down at her with what could only be described as unfiltered love. y/n looked at him before cracking a small smile through her tears.

“i got in. i- i got in, oh my gods, i got in!” she stated, growing more excited everytime she said it.

“duh! my clever girl! ooh, my clever college girl!” leo cheered, smirking down at her. y/n laughed, shoving him off as she reached up and wiped away some of her tears.

“whatever, you absolute hammer head.”

“there’s no getting rid of me now, baby. you’re stuck with me. wooo, we’re going to college together!” added leo, smiling down at her in genuine excitement. y/n looked up at him and leo could have sworn his bmp spiked, even after all these years.

“wouldn’t have it any other way,” she mused, reaching up and cupping his face before pulling him down so she could press her lips against his. easily, his hands found her waist and pulled her closer, as her arms draped over his shoulders.

the bell rang, school being out for the day, and as students flooded the halls, leo let go of his girlfriend and cupped his hands around his lips, screaming: “MY HOT ASS GIRLFRIEND JUST GOT ACCEPTED INTO A PRESTIGIOUS ASS SCHOOL! THAT’S MY GIRL RIGHT THERE!”

author's note cont. : I know what your all thinking, how could she possibly have more to say?!?! HA you underestimate my ability to yap. anyways, on a more serious note, I'm wishing you, anon and anyone else who needs to hear it, the best of best luck with colleges and whatnot. They'd be stupid to reject you and i'll proudly shove you all in my suitcase and take you to college with me. jk...unless. No, fr tho, don't let a rejection define you! Fate is fickle and will find a way to treat you to the life you deserve, don't forget it!! Anyways, now that I spent my whole night slaving away over this, I am off to bed, hope you guys enjoy and have great days!!

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez #heroes of olympus #jason grace #hoo #heroes of olympus x reader #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo hoo toa #pjo

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dwindlinghaze · 10 months

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remus lupin x girly!reader head canons

contents : just fluff !

a/n : this is absolutely self indulgent but we need to create more readers that are girly and feminine and loves wearing dresses and pink stuff so yeah.... here i am for all of the girl's girl out there!!!

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first of all- he would love your style and preferences so much!

he would pick and chose your outfits to wear when you guys are hanging out !!!!

"is this a new cardigan?" "it is! do you like it?" "when have i not like a thing you like"

he truly believes that girls and women can be powerful in dresses and ribbons. you don't have to wear a suit or be manly to have control. embracing what you truly are is the most valuable thing anyone could ever do.

he loves your hair and the way you style it; sometimes in a half up half down with a ribbon tying it in place. or clipping them on the side of your head so your front hairs don't cover up your vision. he adores it when you wear headbands (although it hurts sometimes for me :()because you look so soft and feminine and pretty <3

jewelry. omg he would buy you jewelries !!! it doesn't have to be expensive, if it screams your name then he is buying it.

when you put on your pretty dresses he would be all over you!!!

"you look so cute in this dress, i wanna kiss"

when you get excited, you would squeeze your hands in front of your neck area while smiling so big and that sight could simply melt remus' heart !!!!

sometimes you would hold one of his hand while doing it and he would pull you close to him :(

picnic dates and he is making a small flower bouquet filled with pink and white flowers

he runs his fingers through your hair!! when he comforts you, when you guys are hugging, when you guys are studying and you asked him a question as you lean to him, and moree

sirius- being the pro hairstylist he is would try styling your hair because it's much longer than his and he wants to style someone else's hair since remus and james and peter refused

and remus would sit behind you beside sirius, making sure he's not hurting anything

he's like 'iS he HuRtINg YoUr scALp?"

and when it's done, he'd thank sirius for making your hair looks so pretty

he would absolutely keep a pink sweater in his bag for you in case you're cold <3

cheek & forehead kisses>>>>

after a while of dating, he's sure you're his permanent home.

no matter where he is, just the thought of you makes him feel at ease.

he sometimes feels like you deserve so much better than him </3

but you love him so much and no matter how many bad things he says about himself, you would shut him up with your soft kisses

remus would take care of himself more, following your steps

and oh did i mention him loving your style? like-there is no shame in being feminine and he def would encourage you to be who you are and dress however you like !!!!!

hates the stigma society created that views femininity with a negative connotation

rem gets jealous but not often because you know his insecurities so whenever someone is trying to flirt with you, you just go away and glue yourself to remus instead

if you have more ideas, please don't be afraid to send them in!!! i will make a short blurb with it :)

#x reader #character x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin fluff #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin blurb #remus lupin x reader fluff #remus lupin headcanon #remus lupin fic #girly reader #feminine reader

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ilovechuuy4 · 4 months

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Hi! I love your work, if you write smut would you be willing to write kinky Fyodor smut? He's probably vanilla ASF but like still 😭😭

A/N: UGH OMG TUMBLR IS SO ANNOYING BRO. ITS NOT LETTING ME POST JM GOIJG TO SOB. But yea he’s the most vanilla ass bro 😭

My attention is all on you darling

Fyodor D. X GN! Reader.;°

Warnings; kinks, smut, eating out/rimming, fingering, bjs/hjs, stretching etc

Headcanons

• Fyodor is definitely a very calm and nice husband but I feel like in bed he's very like, ready and a bit aggressive

• He has a decent after care he will probably get you nice food and cuddle you, washing will be a LOT later

• He doesn't like toys, he's the one to want to pleasure you himself

• Fyodor seems like a sadist but not like a big one maybe like degrading words in bed but sweetly

• The thought of him ruining you makes him excited

• He seems the one to enjoy blowjobs but I feel like he enjoys eating you out/rimming(if reader is male) you more

• Hair pulling kink for sure

• He'd probably edge you a lot not letting you cum until he says you can

• If you are giving him head, he'd want you to take as much of him as you can without hurting yourself

• "Such a good slut" type shit or like degrading praises

• Rough play/teasing

• slow and sensual sex

• he isn't the one to like groan but more of a whimper

• bending you over like the kitchen counter or the back of the couch

• Breeding kink???

• He'll cum where you want him to (inside out whteva)

• Picking you up in his arms and thrusting into you to reach deeper for sure

• he'll fuck you in different, private places (he's not the one to have sex with you in public spots)

Scenario!

It was around 12-1am and Fyodor has yet to come out from the office. He has had to be in it at least most of the day and night and only came out to eat or use the restroom, but that's all. You figured you would take things into your own hands and make Fyodor come to the room so you stand from the bed and make your way to his office. You skitter your way to the office door and open it, peeking inside to see the tired-ish russian man sitting at his desk typing away.

You sigh as you enter the office, closing the door behind you. "Fyodor." You whisper softly but loud enough for it to echo in the slightly empty office. Your husband turns to face you, his eyebrow cocked. "Yes, Myshka?" That thick Russian voice filling your ears for the first time that day. "I think it's time to take a break for the night." You murmur, stepping closer to Fyodor just from him to bring you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist. "And why is that? It's only." He pauses as his gaze averts to the clock on the wall and back at you. "12:30am" he huffs out, kinda upset you did indeed have a point. "Please? We can do what you want tonight you just need a break." You say, you were serious, Fyodor needed a break.

You watch as Fyodor cocks his eyebrow once more, almost like he was considering your office since you felt his cold hand moving up your thigh. "Anything?" He asks, kissing your neck softly causing a soft hum to come from your throat. "Yes, anything honey." You mutter softly, your arms slowly wrapping around Fyodor's neck. "Then, could we make love?" He said, getting straight to the point, it was obvious that your cheeks were getting a soft tent of red on them.

"We could, if that's what you'd like?" You reply, kissing Fyodor's cheek. "Then let's." He said before starting to slip off his sweater tossing it over on the floor. The Russian then starts working on your shirt, slipping it up and off as he starts kissing and suckling on your neck, leaving soft red marks on it. You could feel the hardness of his member pressing against your thigh as he kissed your neck.

A soft whimper escapes your throat as you run your fingers through his deep hair. "Mih, Fyodor. Keep going." You mutter as you start unbuttoning his pants button and unzipping them, watching them fall down to his ankles. He leans in kissing you deeply. His tongue tracing your lips for entry. You slowly open your mouth as you kiss back, allowing Fyodors tongue to be pushed into your mouth.

Fyodor picks you up putting you on his desk, slowly breaking the kiss as he takes off your shorts, his bends down, kissing your inner thighs. "My myshka. your thighs are so soft I love them." He hums, leaving bite marks on your thighs as he takes off your shorts. You felt his cold hand go into your underwear slowly rubbing against your entrance making your breath hitch. "Fyfyodor." You stutter, your legs trembling. You feel his fingers slide inside your tight entrance, your walls squeezing his fingers. "Darlin" you're squeezing my fingers so tightly." He mutters as his fingers slowly trust in and out of you causing you to moan out, your fingers gripping his shirt. You pulls his head up slightly and kissing him passionately, causing Fyodor to let out a soft groan as he works his fingers inside you, stretching you to the liking so it wouldn't hurt when he goes inside you.

You could feel Fyodor's fingers moving around inside you with ever thrust of his fingers inside you until you felt Fyodor break the kiss and his fingers pulling out, hitch made you cock an eyebrow at the Russian man that was hovering over you. "Don't worry I'm still stretching you just want to try something." He muttered and before you knew it, his face was between your legs as he laps at your entrance making you whimper and squirm. "Ah?~ Wait, Fyodor." You moans out softly, this was definitely different it's not like it was weird but just different.

Your hands were running and tugging on Fyodor's black hair as he continued to eat you out/rim you, his tongue slowly pushing inside and exploring as he squirm underneath him. This goes on for a few minutes before he pulls away and stands up and takes off his boxers, his cock throbbing as it was released from the confines of his boxers. You watch as he grabs the lube, lathering his cock with it, giving himself a messy handjob, it was honestly a turn on. You watch as he rummages through his desk drawer and grabs a condom, slowly opening it and slipping it on. The man the lathers your entrance with a generous amount of lube before gently rubbing his cock head against your tight hole.

You bite your lip softly as he pushes in slowly, you could feel yourself being stretched a bit from the sheer thickness of the base of his cock as he pushed it in fully. Your moans and his groans echo throughout his office as he starts thrusting in and out of you. Your arms are wrapped around Fyodor's shoulders as your nails dig into his back, leaving scratch marks, making the Russian man groan lowly.

His hips grind against yours as he reaches deeper inside you, his hands gripping your thighs as he keeps up his agonizingly slow yet deep thrusts. "Ngh, Fyodor~" you moan but it was more of a whimper. Fyodor slowly starts to thrust deeper and faster before you feel his hands going under you and picking you up his hands on your ass as he starts pushing deeper inside you. You moan loudly, your body trembles violently, your limbs wrapping around Fyodor as he fucks you deeper. It felt so unbelievably good.

You nails dig deeply into Fyodor's back as the room is echoed with your moans and his groans as well as skin slapping against skin. You could feel a knot growing in your stomach as your orgasm was building up quickly and Fyodor continued to pound into you quickly. Your moans over power the other sounds in the room as your orgasm builds until you can't hold back any more, you cum as Fyodor thrusts one last time as he came as well, yall pant heavily as y'all ride the waves of pleasure y'all just experienced. It felt so good, unbelievably good actually...

"Oh myshka, that was amazing." You husband murmurs softly as he pulls out, rolling the condom off his cock and gently tying it up for the cum that filled the condom didn't get anywhere. You lean forward, capturing Fyodor's lips in a tender kiss and Fyodor slowly kisses back. It lasts for a a minute before you pull away.

"That, that was amazing, I love you." You managed to choke out as you still panted heavily. You watch as Fyodor rummages around once more, grabbing some wipes to gently clean you up, wiping away all the cum and sweat from your body, you seemed to exhausted for a shower anyways.

Your husband puts a gently kiss on your forehead before picking up your underwear, gently slipping them on over your sensitive areas and then taking off his shirt to put it on you. He picks you up and carries you off to the bedroom so y'all could relax now. "I love you too" Fyodor finally replies as he settles in bed, you on top of him, his arms wrapped around you.

"My attention is all on you, darling, always and forever." He mutters before kissing you once more letting it linger for a second before pulling off. You snuggle close to him before drifting off to a nice sleep. A smile is etched on his face as he gives you a gentle squeeze before closing his own eyes to fall asleep with you..

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midnightsnyx · 4 months

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idk if I can request this but what about an smau where ever since reader and matthew tkachuk announced that they're dating on social media someone from reader's past (prob an ex) comes back and tries to stalk/impede on their relationship?

and matthew defends reader (as he should)

i love smau & this idea + loml?? could not be a better combination. been a hot minute since i've done a smau so i hope its ok!! y/e/username is your ex's name

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user1 can you link that blue sweater?? ⤷ yourusername check my story <3

taryntkachuk so fun grabbing lunch together last week! ⤷ yourusername again soon <3

tessavirtue17 I love this! ⤷ yourusername I love you!!

user2 who’s holding the flowers? ⤷user3 and her hand🤔 ⤷user4 wait did y'all see matthew tkachuk liked it

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user 1 ok so hard launch??

taryntkachuk my favourite lady!! ⤷ yourusername love you so much🖤🖤

user2 loving them already omg ⤷yourusername 🖤

y/e/username yeah good luck with that one ⤷user3 ???? ⤷user4 that's her ex... ⤷matthew_tkachuk get out of my comment section

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user1 I LOVE HER SO MUCH

user2 anyone notice her ex posting on Matt's instagram? ⤷user3 yeah idk what's up with that. someone needs to report him ⤷user4 petition to report y/n's ex

y/e/username still eating all the time? ⤷user5 what the f*** is wrong with you?? ⤷matthew_tkachuk get a life and get out of the comment section.

bradytkachuk can u invite me next time please ⤷colecaufield me too 🙋‍♂️ ⤷ yourusername we'll see 🤪 ⤷y/e/username comment has been deleted

user6 protect y/n at all costs!!!!!

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psych0-str1ngs · 4 months

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Cockwarming- Duff Mckagan x reader

Authors Note: FINALLY have a duff request that makes me so happy like OMG. If you end up seeing this anon, sorry it took me so long but I hope you enjoy!!

Warning: Cockwarming, cussing, breeding kink, p in v, pregnancy mentions (UNPROTECTED)

You were sitting at your desk, zoned in on the article, half-finished laying on the wooden surface. You hadn't even heard Duff walk into your little home office, until he came up behind where you were sitting and stood there for a second.

"Babbyyy," He cooed.

"oh my you scared me," You gasped, turning around in your chair.

"I need your help," He looked down at you, expectantly.

"With what?" You looked up at him with an eyebrow raised.

He looked down at the large tent in his pants, and then back to you. You looked down, discovering the exact problem he had. You rolled your eyes playfully.

"I'm still working," You dismissed him.

"Just sit on my cock," He said, turning your chair back around.

"What like, cock warming?" You blushed.

"Yeah I guess," He said shrugging. "Sit on my dick while you do your work, and then let me fuck you after"

"You sure know what you want," You got up and slid your panties down, now just wearing your skirt, and sweater. Duff sat down on the chair, pulling out his large member and holding it at the base. You turned and sat on his length slowly, exhaling deeply. Duff's hands immediately went to your hips. He turned you back to the desk, his hands kneading at your hips. Your breathing had slowed, but your heart rate had not. Sex was obviously was a norm between you and Duff.

Cock warming was a whole different story though, as much as you didn't want to admit it, cock warming was hot. Duff making you sit on his dick while you do completely and totally innocent activities, it turned you on. What didn't turn you on was the fact that when you did things like this, if you even so much as moved a hair, Duff would make you get off, and get on your knees.

Duff's hands started to roam, his rough fingers gripped your breasts, breathing into your heavily. He slid your sweater off, and unclasped your bra, letting your boobs fall out, his long fingers started to twisted your nipples as his lips pressed against your shoulder.

"Let's go to the bedroom," You caved, starting to stand up.

"No," He pulled you back town into his lips, you let out a little moan. "You have work to do, so finish it"

"But," You protested.

"No, no butts," His dominant voice spoke out. "You need to finish it"

You sighed and continued to work, just about 5 or 6 minutes later you were done. You immediately got off of Duff's length, and turned around to where you were sitting back on his lap, just below his length. You smashed your lips into his, your hands rested on his neck. Your lips moved in sync, Duff's hands held your ass, grabbing it tightly. He stood up, not breaking the kiss, you slowly made your way towards the bedroom.

Duff walked through the door frame, throwing you on the bed. He threw his shirt off and sat in between your legs, he looked down at you. Your eyes found his, you giggled a bit at how serious he looked. He leaned down to press on singular kiss to your nose. Even when he was feeling animalistic, he was still extremely sweet, if you weren't in the mood, he'd go fix it himself, if it hurt he slowed down. Total teddy bear.

"Ready?" He asked, looking into your eyes.

"Yes babe," You whispered.

Duff grabbed his length, sliding it into your entrance, you both groaned. After sitting on him for so long, you were both extremely sensitive. He began to pound into you, his hands gripped your hips tightly, sliding you back and forth on his length. You moaned.

"Fuck baby," He groaned lowly. "turn around and get on your knees.

You turned around, your ass lifted in the air. Your face pressed into your arm, that was rested on the mattress. Duff slid into you again with a bruising grip on your waist. He pounded into you, one of his hands twisted into your hair, tugging it harshly. You moaned into the pillows.

"Look at you taking my cock so well," He growled. "'m gonna fill you up sweetheart, 'm gonna make you a momma."

You moaned into the white sheets again. Your hands gripped them tightly. Duff had always loved the idea of you being the mother of his children. The idea of you with a big round stomach, and engorged breasts, it had WILDLY turned him on, he made it quite clear. You were surprised you weren't pregnant by now, considering how many times you had done it without a condom.

"Duff baby," You whimpered out.

"Yes princess," He panted out.

"Need it," You said, your legs shaking.

"Need what?" He slowed down, but his thrusts remained sharp and deep. "To cum?"

"Yes, please god, please let me cum," You moaned out.

"Fuck no," He gave your ass a hard slap. "You cum when I say you cum, do you understand?"

"Y-yes," You sighed, clenching around him.

Duff gave another slap to your ass, pounding back into you with a hard thrust. He groaned, whispering dirty little nothings into your ear.

"Doing so good, 'm almost there," He groaned into your ear.

With a few more thrusts, Duff legs started to shake, and hips started to falter. The coil in your stomach was burning red hot, you felt as though you were about to burst open.

"Cum with me baby, fuck," He cursed, shooting his hot seed inside of you.

You clenched around him tightly, releasing on his length. You both lay there, panting heavily. You fell on your side, before getting on your back. You giggled as Duff leaned his head on your bare chest, collecting his breath.

"Are you okay?" He asked, genuinely.

"Of course my love," You smiled at him.

"Mkay good," He shifted off of you, grabbing a pair of your underwear, and two of his shirts, as well as shorts for him.

He threw the clothes at you, you slid to the end of the bed, standing up. Immediately your legs buckled under you and fell back onto the bed. Duff laughed. He grabbed the underwear from your hands, sliding it up your legs and slipping them onto your hips, then he slid the shirt over your arms before laying next you, already clothed. You leaned your head on his shoulder and linked your fingers together.

"Duff," You said quietly.

"Hm?" He hummed, looking down at your face.

"Do you really want me to carry your children?" You asked, leaning your head up to look at him.

"Of course I do, I love you so much," He smiled lightly, his hand caressing your cheek lovingly.

"I love you too," You smiled.

THE END, if you see this anon, please enjoy~~~

#Duff Mckagan #Duff Mckagan x reader #Duff mckagan fic #Duff mckagan smut #guns n roses fic #guns n roses imagine #guns n roses smut

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emmyrosee · 5 months

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ABSJSNDSKDKSNDNDDJDJDBDIS I HAVE AN IDEA I WANNA SHARE WITH YOU SO BAD CAUSE I JUST KNOW YOU’D GO INSANE OVER IT WITH ME 👀

I was literally out shopping today and I was extremely lightheaded cause I needed water and this idea did NOT help with that as I was passing the men’s clothing section 🤨

but omg purposefully buying Osamu shirts every so often that are just slightly too small for him. namely compression shirts and t-shirts. I just really like his arms okay 😐? And he fully knows you’re doing it on purpose so you can admire him and he DOES NOT MIND ONE BIT. I fully believe his arms would be defined in a bulky SWEATER do u know how hard that is to do? he obviously doesn’t.

I love him ☹️

anon <3

DAWG THE WAY HE MAKES ME FROTH AT THE CHOMPERS AND BITES THE BARS IN MY CAGE-

just him coming home once upon a time to just merely pout about how the shirt he got is somehow too small for him, and you simply shrug and tell him to model it anyways because hey, he's too pretty to pout okay?

so he stalks into the bedroom, leaving you in the living room to wait for your man to show you where he wants to modify the fabric.

and then. OH AND THEN.

he comes around the hallway, cheeks a little warm from the effort of pulling the shirt over those massive shoulders and beefy arms and you know threads had to have been popped wildly just to get it over his head. AND DONT LOOK AT ME BUT I JUst find him super sinched at the waist, but a little soft near his tummy, which is even more shown from the tightness of the shirt.

"see?" he whines, pinching the shirt in his fingers. "it's too tight... i could never wear this out!"

meanwhile, you're not sure if you've ever been more attracted to him.

he just looks so big, so beefy and thick, you cant begin to try and pull your eyes off of him. he's so defined it hurts, and god you want to unhinge your jaw and bite that mammoth arm thats practically hulking from under the shirt.

"yeah shame you can only wear it here hey wow thats so funny you can only wear it here isnt that good though you always say how you need more lounge clothes-"

he quirks a brow, "are... you okay, babe? you’re talking really fast.”

You take a deep breath in and slowly let it out, flashing him the biggest set of flirt eyes you can muster, “you look really, really good, osamu.”

His brows raise. You nod.

“Like… really good?”

“Good enough where if you tried to return the shirt, I’d burn the receipt.”

“Okay, well don’t burn it,” he snickers, pulling you in for a hug. “We can just pretend like the shirt fits me perfectly and wear it.”

“You’re not wearing that outside.”

“Why?”

“Uh, because people will throw themselves at you? Duh?”

He offers you a laugh, clearly not taking into full account about how serious you are, but thats okay.

hopefully there wont come a day you have to show it.

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hoshologies · 10 months

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I am an entire enthusiast for soft!dom yeonjun!

Comfort sex with him?

Would be so nurturing and you'd feel so loved.

omg REAL yeonjun just in general tbh <3 afab reader, smut under the cut, mdni please don't interact !!

soft dom yeonjun who comes home from tour and rather than going to the dorms, your apartment is his first destination upon touching down in seoul. he's only been away for a month, but you were missing him something fierce the second he left your place the night before he flew overseas. facetimes and phone calls and text messages can only do so much.

soft dom yeonjun who finds you sleeping on the floor in your living room, netflix cycling through its idling screen, because you tried to stay up and wait for him. he leaves his suitcase next to the couch, sets his carry-on bag on the cushions, and kneels next to you, shaking you awake and greeting you with a gentle smile. you're ecstatic that he's home, of course, but it's late and you're so tired.

soft dom yeonjun who helps you sit up and then picks you up and carries you to your bedroom where he's spent so many nights before this, his favorite place in the entire world. you're both tired, but now that you've actually felt one another for the first time in a month, you just have to keep the touches going.

soft dom yeonjun who sits you carefully on the bed, kisses you all slow and soft, his lips slotted perfectly against yours. when his tongue swipes at your lip, he meets no resistance; you open yourself to him immediately. he undresses you easily, like it's nothing but muscle memory, remarks on how cute it is that you're wearing one of the many sweaters he's left here.

soft dom yeonjun who gets you to lay back against your pillows once you're completely bare to him and eats you out in the pitch black of your room. he revels in each small sound you make, finds pleasure in the dull sting when you tug at his hair because it's proof that you're together again. when you come with a soft cry of his name, he tells you how good you taste, how badly he missed you while he was gone. he tells you that while he was meant to be an idol, this is where he was meant to be: between your legs making you feel like the deity you are.

soft dom yeonjun who coos at you and asks you why you're crying when he hovers over you, his arms bracketing your head. he brushes your hair out of your eyes and wipes away your tears and tells you that you're so sweet for him, that he spent the entire tour wishing you were with him. tells you that the next time, you will be there, even if he has to fight for it because he can't stand being away from you for that long ever again.

soft dom yeonjun who slides his cock into you and, unable to ditch his teasing streak for just tonight, keeps his pace slow and gentle. he wants to drag this out, wants to watch you fall apart under him slowly, even when all he thought about the entire tour was coming home and driving you into your mattress until you cry. this is much sweeter though, the way you toss and turn your head back against your pillows, eyes screwed shut, jaw slack as you mumble out adulterated versions of his name and whines.

soft dom yeonjun who keeps his pace torturous, tells you to "take it like this or you won't come" when you whine about how you need it faster, harder. he asks "thought you were my good baby. did that change while i was gone? s'that why you're tryin' ta act up?" and he laughs when you shake your head no, peering up at him with glassy eyes and a blissed out expression. "that's what i thought."

soft dom yeonjun who laughs softly when you really start to go dumb and drunk on him, hands uselessly grasping at his shoulders, his biceps, digging into his back. he tells you "don't worry, cutie. i'll take care of you. you wanna come?" and when you nod desperately, he coos and tells you to let go. you do a few moments later and he smiles above you, fucking you through it.

soft dom yeonjun who tells you he just wants you to give him one more as you're pushing at his shoulders without much force behind it at all. "just one more," he promises and then he'll let you go to sleep. he just missed feeling you around him so badly, can't you just give him this one thing? you don't really want him to stop either because you missed the way he fills you up so perfectly, so you babble out his name and a slew of other words and let him keep going.

soft dom yeonjun who praises you the whole time, calling you his perfect baby, his good obedient little sweetheart. your pussy is the best thing he's ever felt, he swears; if he could spend the rest of his life buried in your little cunt, he'd be the happiest man on earth. he whispers all the sweet things as he noses at your cheek, your neck, your shoulder, leaving kisses in his wake, his hips rolling against yours deliciously.

soft dom yeonjun who finally comes after your third orgasm, filling you up in a way that you've missed an embarrassing amount. he drops his forehead to your collarbone, breathing heavy as he comes down from his own high. and when he catches his breath, he kisses you wherever he can reach, as many times as he can, thanking you for being so good and so perfect for him. he tells you he missed you more than anything in the world for the millionth time tonight, but he means it every time. he pulls out of you with a groan and makes quick work of cleaning you both up, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep with you in his arms.

#yeonjun x reader #txt x reader #yeonjun smut #txt smut #kpop smut #hard.thought #txt.thought #yeonjun.thought

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Bent Over- George Weasley x Reader (REPOST)

Posted DECEMBER 22, 2020

Reposted APRIL 16, 2023

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Request-if you’re confortable, can i request really kinky smut for george weasley with the christmas prompts 3 and 15 :) thank youuuuu!

A/n- Omg yes I’m comfortable! I love George sm!!! I hope it’s kinky enough for you ;)))

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Warnings- smut (lot’s of it), daddy kink

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The Burrow, one of the best places in the world, especially around Christmas time. There were Molly’s amazing holiday hugs, her sweaters, but the one of the best things was the feast that she cooks.

“Molly, this looks delicious!” you gasped as you looked at the feast in front of you. “Oh stop it, dear,” she gushed and waved her hand dismissively.

“You’ve really outdone yourself, mum,” George praised and grabbed some turkey and put it on his plate. You looked over at George and smiled, to which he smiled back. The action was purely innocent, but the words inside of George’s mind were the complete opposite.

“I wonder what she’d look like bent over the table,” he thought and rested his elbows on the table, undressing you with his eyes from across the table. To you, it looked like he was just admiring you, which made you blush.

George knew that you weren’t catching on to what he was trying to do, he knew that you thought it was all innocent thoughts. So, he was determined to make sure that you knew what his intentions were.

It started with a few winks here and there and lingering touches when he would get up from his seat and walk past you. But when you still weren’t responding the way he wanted you to, he did something he knew you would get all heated over.

He slowly walked behind you as you were eating and grabbed onto your shoulder before slightly yanking you upward and leaning down yo your ear. “You know what? I don’t want this feast because you look much more delicious right now,” he whispered hotly in your ear, making you choke on your boiled carrots.

He smirked at the reaction that he oh so loved and reached in front of you to grab a roll and took a bite out of it while looking at you before winking coolly and walking back to his seat. The wetness that pooled in your panties was starting to become annoying and it was all you could think about during dinner.

A few hours later, everyone was heading up to go to bed, which meant you and George needed to too. You and George offered to clean up though, which meant you got a few moments alone before you needed to head up.

While you were washing the dishes, the only thing you could think of was the wetness pooling, still, in your panties. George came behind you suddenly and placed a kiss on the back of your neck.

“Hi darling,” he whispered in your ear before placing more kisses down your neck. Right when he was getting down to your collarbone, he stopped and looked up.

“Oh look! Mistletoe!” he exclaimed, making you look up too. Sure enough, there was mistletoe floating midair right above the both of you, it was definitely George’s doing. He smirked down at you before slowly leaning in, and you being desperate in that moment you quickly connected your lips and tried to deepen it, trying to get him to take you right there. But to your dismay, he pulled away with an innocent smile and walked over to the counter to start putting away leftovers.

You pouted quietly and kept on doing the dishes. A few minutes later, your brain randomly wandered to George grabbing you roughly, pinning you against the counter and fucking you sensless into it.

The thought caused a jolt of pleasure to course through your body, causing you to stop cleaning dishes suddenly. You clamped your thighs together as tightly as you could and gripped onto the counter, making your knuckles go white. Your actions didn’t go unnoticed by George though.

“Princess, are you alright?” George asked you from the other side of the kitchen where he was putting away the leftovers. You looked over to him, bit your lip and nodded before quickly looking back forward.

“Are you lying to me?” he questioned, his voice was stern but light. You looked back over to him, your lip still in between your teeth, and nodded quickly before running over to him, pushing the food out of his hand and pushing him against the counter, “Please Georgie. You know I’m not alright, you were teasing me at dinner. Please daddy, I’m desperate.”.

You started grinding your hips on his, making him chuckle. “Hold on Princess,” he told you and tried to turn around to clean up the food that was thrown everywhere, but you kept grinding your hips down.

“I said hold on,” he growled and held your hips still right up against his groin, placing just enough friction where you wanted it, making you moan quietly. “You made a mess baby, you better clean it up,” he told you and pushed you up against him, motioning to the food that was splattered everywhere.

You huffed, tears brimming your eyes because of how frustrated you were, and walked over to start cleaning. Not even 10 seconds later, George grabbed you by the hips and slammed you back onto the counter, pushing your back down enough to make your butt stick up.

“Do you know how bad I’ve wanted you since dinner?” he whispered in your ear and caressed your sides. You nodded your head and threw your head into his shoulder when he trailed his hands down and squeezed your butt.

“I don’t think you know how bad I want you. You want me to show you?” he breathed into your ear and when you nodded your head he smiled slightly before pulling down your skirt suddenly and bringing his hand down to feel your panties.

“Looks like you wanted me really bad too,” he mused before pulling your panties aside and sticking two fingers in. You moaned quietly and the sudden pleasure. He started pumping his finger in and out of you while caressing your side.

“I want to bend you over the kitchen table, I’ve been wanting to do that since we sat down for dinner,” he grunted, clearly turned on from the sight in front of him. “Then do it,” you panted before letting out another quiet moan.

He didn’t think twice before taking his fingers out of you and grabbing you roughly, quickly bringing you over to the table and bending you over. He pulled your panties down quickly and grabbed both of your arms, pinning them behind your back, “I want you to keep your arms here, alright?”.

You nodded in response and kept your arms where they were, waiting for George to take off his pants and boxers. “Alright princess, you ready?” he questioned and put the tip of his cock in your entrance. “P-Please, daddy. Need you inside of me p-please,” you stuttered out.

You gasped as he pushed himself all the way inside of you. Your eyes started rolling to the back of your head when he brought his hand down to your clit, rubbing it quickly. It was all becoming too much so you moved your arms to try and grab onto something but George grabbed your arms and pinned them back down on your back.

“I said to keep your arms there,” he growled and picked up his pace rubbing your clit and fucking you from behind. “Daddy t-too much,” you whined and lifted your legs up, wrapping them around his torso. That position made his dick hit you at a new angle, making you moan loud.

“Are you sure about that?” he chuckled but kept at the same pace, just to be sure not to go past your limit. The knot in your stomach started to form, making you wrap your legs tighter around his torso, further pushing his dick inside of you. And with a few more thrusts, you came undone with the quietest moan possible, which was still loud.

George pulled out of you and jerked himself off until he came all over your butt. “That was wicked,” he breathed out while petting your hair. You were breathing quite heavily a few seconds later which made George chuckle once again.

“Breathe, princess,” he coaxed and lifted you up, flipping you over and pulling you into his chest. He kept placing light kisses on your cheek, waiting for you to calm down. Once you finally did, you gave your input, “I loved that.”.

You smiled up at him, making him nearly melt, “That was really hot. You should bend me over things more often.”. You giggled at George’s surprised and amused face but it quickly turned into a gasp when he kissed you deeply.

“I just might.”.

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xoxo

#george weasley #george weasley smut #george weasley x reader #george weasley imagine #harry potter characters x reader #harry potter fanfiction

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icarus-star · 8 months

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okay, question. what if reader comes home from like a three week long trip after telling gabe not to touch himself and then spoils the fuck out of him when they get back? just some food for thought

reward | gabriel <3

a/n: dude. ily and your brain so much just for coming up with this because omg??? idek if this was a request or not, but i love this concept too much to not write anything 😋

18+ content ahead, pure and absolute filth!!please don't read unless your comfortable with that!!

ok, so, you had probably been going off on a trip for work or a family thing, and gabe couldn't really come with you 😕

he was honestly a little whiny about it, he didn't want you to leave him for such a long time. who else would he be able to cuddle up to at night when he was cold? who would be there to give him little kisses when he was sad? who else would ride his cock so hard that he could barely make out any words other then soft pleads? :(

but he understood that you had to go for a little while to take care of whatever. but before you left, you told him one last thing

obv, it was for him to not touch himself a single time, to wait the full three weeks for you to get back

honestly, it made him a little upset. first he didn't get to snuggle you on cold mornings, but now he can't even jerk himself off for three whole weeks??

but of course, he agreed. he'd do anything you asked him to

the whole time your gone, he just gets more and more pent up. he usually didn't even have a high sex drive, but knowing that he wasn't aloud to touch himself just made him lose his mind

it was a much more miserable three weeks for him then he'd expected, to say the least

he just sat around trying to not think of anything that would get him riled up, honestly

to be fair, he did a pretty good job, which he prides himself on

omg. when you finally get back home, he's all over you. givin you a bunch of hugs n kisses <3

you don't let it last too long, though. you were quick to interrogate him about whether he'd jerked off or not

he tells the whole truth, how he hadn't even let his mind wander far enough to get himself hard

"no.. i've been a good boy the whole time, i promise!"

he always feels super relieved when you praise him, like he knew he'd been doing everything right

you'd tell him to go to the bedroom, and that you'd join him soon

so of course he did, he made his way right to the bed and plopped himself there comfortably as he waited

the moment you stepped into the bedroom as well, his eyes lit up. he was always happy with you around

you'd tell him to lay back and get comfy, and he did just that, laying on his back to look right up at you

slowly, you made you way to be hovering over him. kissing him softly, which he reciprocated immediately

your hands made their way under his sweater, lightly pinching at his nipples as you deepened the kiss with your tongue

he was already letting out light little groans from the small amounts of friction, his cock already hardening in his jeans

poor boy was already so desperate!! :(

your hands soon wandered out of his sweater, peeling it off of him

you smiled at the sight of him so vulnerable for you, his eyes wide and needy as he stared up at you

he wanted you more than ever in this moment, having not been able to feel you in much too long for his liking

you left a small trail of kisses and hickeys down his torso, making your way to his pants and slowly unzipping them for him

before you did anything more, you moved away from him for a second, discarding all of the clothing you were wearing beforehand

he watched intently as you stripped in front of him, looking at every small detail of your body, which he had missed so much

once you were completely bare, you moved back down to position yourself between gabes legs, sliding his pants off and tossing them to the floor where your clothing laid

you could see his cock twitching and hardening through his boxers, slipping those off of him as well

slowly, you placed small licks on his cock, looking up at him to see every little reaction he had

he let out small, quiet whimpers at the feeling of your tongue as he looked down at you

just moments later, your took his dick in your mouth, almost the entire thing, which earned a tiny gasp from him

once you began to bob your head up and down, he really started to get loud. moaning and whining as his hips bucked up a bit, already begging you to let him cum

and you did, you had him cum down your throat. along the way, he whimpered out anything that came to mind, wanting you to know how special you were to him

"mmn..~ oh, i love you. i love you s- so much, nngh~!! thank you... for letting me cum-! ahh~ th- thank you.."

and since he hasn't cum in over three weeks, there is so much. he can't control it, ropes of it shooting down your throat as he cried out about how good you felt

he just wants to be as good as he can for you >///< (and that, he is)

he wanted to make you feel good now, but you reminded him that this was all about him right now

your straddled his thighs with your own, positioning his cock right below your hole

he looked up at you, his eyes wide as be prayed to be able to fuck you

you let yourself sink down onto his cock, he filled you up so well and he loved it. he loved being inside of you, so much that he didn't even care if you moved or not, he was fine with you cock warming him for eternity of that's what you desire

but you began to ride him at leisure pace, praising him and telling him how perfect he is and how good he makes you feel, and that he's your perfect, sweet, good boy

he loves it so much, the way you lean down to kiss him as you clench around his dick

he whines into your shoulder, hugging you a little as he feels himself about to cum again, you feel the same

"hmmn-! gonna cum.. gonna cum again~!! ahh.. plea- please cum with me..~ need it so bad~!"

he practically screamed it as he thrusted his hips up into you, filling you with more of his cum as he felt you convulse around him

he was a shaky mess by the end of everything, wanting nothing more than to hold you tight and never let go

which is what he did for a couple minutes, snuggling up to you before you cleaned everything up properly <3

a/n: this didn't really turn out as how i first thought it did, but im pretty sure this is the longest thing ive probably ever written on here so there's that 🤷🏻‍♂️

#i ❤ rory culkin #rory culkin #rory culkin x reader #rory culkin smut #gabriel/rory culkin #gabriel 2014 #gabriel x reader #rory culkin gabriel #gabriel 2014 x reader

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cupid-styles · 5 months

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omg right concepts

maybe frat wolfrry where they have like a fun night in for christmas or smth

STOP IT THIS IS SO CUTE

based on these cuties from halloween!

it ended up getting a little spicy at the end gejtgkrejt but enjoy !!!!!

. . .

"Harry, stop it—"

"It's itchy!"

"Your frat is the one that decided to have an ugly sweater party—"

"I'm not the one that came up with that, it was all Niall—"

"Okay!" Y/N hisses, letting out a frustrated sigh as her hands hit her thighs. Before finding Harry, she never knew frats were so into the holidays, but apparently, an ugly sweater party was an absolute must-have for the first weekend of December. It was paramount that Harry participated, but now, less than an hour in, he was being whiney and acting like a puppy because the sweater he picked out felt too itchy on his skin.

(A few days ago, he dragged Y/N to the mall to look for the perfect options. After going to five stores, he finally settled on a bright red one with kittens on the front. At first, Y/N was fine with her pick — it had funny little ribbons and tiny bells on it — but then Harry decided playing with the bells was fun, even if they landed directly on her nipples.)

"Just let me change," he pouts, crossing his arms over his chest like a stubborn child.

"Fine! If it means you'll stop being a mouthy little pup, you can do whatever you want!"

Y/N turns on her heel and goes to grab the doorknob to Harry's room, prepared to traipse back downstairs to hang out with the rest of the party, when she feels herself getting yanked back. It takes a moment for her to realize that it's Harry's hand on her hip pulling her back to his chest. She should've known her comment would set him off — alphas had such fragile egos, it was far too easy to rile him up.

"What did you call me?" he mutters into the shell of her ear.

"A mouthy little pup," she replies with a shrug, turning around and pressing her hands to his chest. "That's what you're acting like, anyway."

"I'm your alpha, Y/N, I'm not a pup."

"Mm, and yet, I don't have the bite mark to prove it," she murmurs with a knowing smirk. Mating has been on both of their minds lately, something that comes out in moments of high sexual tension and realistic discussions about their future.

Quickly, before he has a chance to rip her clothes off, she backs out of his grasp, heading backwards for the door.

"See you back down there, puppy."

#bestie asks #writing #abo harry

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6mmad · 2 years

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is ur request open?? if it is, pls do demon brothers as ur internet boyfriend!! gn!reader, And pls ignore this if the request is closed!

they're ur internet boyfriend!! : demon brothers

yes my requests are open! :-) tysm for letting me write this prompt it's literally so good!! ty once again friend, i hope you like it <:

lucifer

Lucifer never imagined himself making friends online, much less dating someone on the internet but you truly have him wrapped around your finger

That being said, Lucifer craves your attention, he needs twice as much considering your distance, so expect several missed calls when you forget to give him his "goodnight <3 i love you" text

"Hello? MC, whatever the issue is there's no need to ignore me, after all we're adults who can talk out our issues-.... ..You fell asleep early? ....Oh."

"No, it was nothing, go back to sleep"

Lucifer's favorite mode of communication are phone calls, he'll never admit it but your voice has become his favorite sound in all three worlds

He especially likes phone calls before bed, sure you're far away but laying in bed with you on the speaker phone makes his bed feel a lot less empty if he's being honest.

He looks forward to the day that you two get to meet in person although it's so unlike him, he feels nervous at the thought as well

mammon

Mammon is surprised that he bagged such a wonderful person, especially online. I mean, you love and respect him and you're his #1 supporter. It was only logical for him to stake claim.

Of course that's half a lie, he didn't claim you as much as you claimed him, although he'd never admit that out loud.

Mammon is always the first to call and text at every time of the day. He wants to know what you're doing, where, and he wants pictures, lots of pictures.

Obviously he wants as many pictures of you possible. Any at all will make his heart leap out of his chest. Blurry photos, mirror photos, photos of you from far away, he loves them all and he'll set them as his wallpaper.

His favorite mode of communication is videocalls. He really wants to see your face!! What can he say, it's his right as your boyfriend. Expect to hear the screenshot sound several times over the hours.

"Baby, put the sweater on. Huh?! Why not?? ....What?! Im not gonna take a screenshot, literally name one time I've done that"

"..Okay but that was ONCE omg!!"

levi

Levi has always had online friends, that was nothing new, but to know that one of his online crushes was actually dating him now?? He has no idea how he managed that

It comes as no surprise that Levi loves to play video games with you, it's such an easy way to connect and yet he manages to get embarrassed at "physical contact" that is just... virtual

"MC.... Did you mean to put our minecraft.. beds.. together??"

"OMG were wearing the same skin!? Oh gosh, everyone is gonna know you're my Player 2... this is a lot to take in "

Levi's favorite mode of communication with you is through VR Chat. If you didn't have a VR set before, Levi will get you one asap. To him, it's the easiest way to get closer to you without the overwhelming insecurity of video calls ( since he can change his avatar )

He especially loves simulating mundane tasks with you on VR; cooking, having a snowball fight, or running around a flowery park, knowing you're the face behind the avatar next to his own makes his heart skip a beat every time.

satan

Satan figures that perhaps this is a modern day romance. His books detail tragic forbidden lovers whose love perseveres despite all, and well, it's not too different from you two right? There is a wall between you both, or rather a screen.

Knowing this, Satan does his best to keep things romantic for you despite the physical distance.

He loves to have flowers and pastries delivered to your house, hinting to you through text that there's "a special something" at your doorstep and he waits patiently over the phone to hear your reactions

For Satan, hearing your gasps of astonishment and your happy giggles makes the extra effort so worth it. He'd do anything to hear you laugh in excitement.

His favorite mode of communication with you is phone calls, his favorite calls being ones where you can both enjoy each other's silence together, occasionally cracking a joke or affectionately calling out for one another.

"MC?... No, I didn't want to ask you anything, I just wanted to hear you say yes back "

Sometimes he likes to read out loud, not particularly for you to listen to, but just to know that you're hearing him is reason enough

"Hm? You like my voice? In that case, I'll read as much as you want, love :)"

asmo

The moment Asmo saw your face on the internet, he knew he had to shoot his shot. Of course, you responded, who wouldn't? But he didn't think you'd literally end up being the love of his life.

Asmo is obsessed with you and he's not ashamed about it. Anyone and everyone has heard about his "lovely MC" and how precious you are.

Of course he wants everyone to know that you two are an item, what if someone falls for you too? So his solution is to post you on his social media everyday. His Devilgram story, tweeting on Critter, all of the above.

Naturally, he wants to be as close as possible so he starts to buy things in pairs. He has a pink shirt and now you do too! Devil MUA sent him their PR package and now you have one too! Knowing you're both matching makes him feel 10x more confident in his outfit and makeup choices since his lovely MC is looking just as good!

Asmo's favorite mode of communication is video calling with you. He wants to see your face as much as possible no matter what expression you're wearing, he'll commit them all to memory

His favorite video calls are ones were you've just barely woken up, hearing your groggy voice and seeing your grumpy tired face never fails to make him kick his feet and giggle. Even you're disgruntled face makes his heart flutter

"Good morning!!! Hehe, I woke you up didn't I? You're looking at me like... Hahaha! I can't say, you're too cute!!! Go back to sleep, darling. I just wanted to see you"

beel

Beel has never been too active on social media so he imagined this scenario would fit one of his brothers better, but after your late night talks and heart to hearts, he absolutely had to ask you out.

Beel is a doting boyfriend, he loves to hear anything and everything about you. What you did today, what you wore, anything at all.

Prepare to have him praise everything you do, even when you weren't anticipating a compliment... He just can't help the fact that you're so damn cute to him! None of your conversations are safe from his doting

"You did your laundry today? Good job, MC :-)"

"You're wearing pajamas? Oh. Well you still look really cute today :-)"

His favorite mode of communication with you is texting. He's a busy guy so he can't always respond but even then he loves to read your texts when he has time. Naturally, He responds to each and every one of them individually, even if you sent over 10.

He especially loves texting you during breakfast. Seeing your texts and messages always make his days start off bright and he always makes sure to send you a picture of whatever breakfast he's eating at the given moment.

"MC, I'm having eggs, bacon, and french toast today. You should try making some :-) then it'll be like we're both eating at the same table, don't you think?"

belphie

When his brothers found out that he was in a relationship they were awestruck. Even more so when they found out it was online! What have you been up to, Belphie?!

Belphie doesn't care though, he understood his own feeling well enough and confessed to you despite the fact that you were online. He wasn't about to let anyone else snatch you before he had the chance

In this relationship, you have to call and text first. And although Belphie denies it, you're the only person he actively responds to besides Beel. But not without complaints

Despite that fact he loves getting calls and texts from you, even when he acts like it's no big deal. You'll never have a missed call or text as long as he's around, even if you sometimes get some...questionable half-asleep responses

"MC? Hello?...Yes. Im sleeping. How am I responding? How about, how are you responding?.... Maybe..you're sleeping."

Belphie's favorite mode of communication is phone calls. He doesn't have to painstakingly get up to type and not to mention, he can leave you on speakerphone and listen to you all he wants.

He absolutely adores the phone calls in which you both fall asleep together on the phone. Hearing your voice slowly get sleepier and quieter makes him giggle, how can someone be so adorable when sleeping? You're the only one who'd he stay up for, even if it's just to hear you sleep peacefully.

He makes sure to sleep too, but only when he can hear your quiet breaths over the phone.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me swd #obey me devildom #shall we date #otome game #om! shall we date #obey me headcanon #obey me headcanons #obey me hc #obey me x reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me brothers

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v--143 · 3 months

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Coukd you do a lee!minho and ler!chan?

YES OMG I have no idea if I’ve done this duo before but if I haven’t then thank you SO much for requesting it I’m literally in love with their relationship

❕Trying something new❕This is a first-person pov fic!! It’s not long and is more of a tester than anything :) after finishing I realized, at least for my preference in reading, that 3rd person imo is better, but if you like this style more lmk! Keep in mind this is very much a *drabble* so there wasn’t much editing ^^

< Humiliated >

[Lee! Lee Know]

[Ler! Bangchan]

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I finished off with a smirk at the crowd of Stays in the distance. That solo stage was one of the more intense ones during the concerts, but it wasn’t anything impossible for me to handle. Lightsticks flew up across the crowd and the cheering made my ears fall deaf. It was a beautiful sight to see.. to which I boasted to the members about (obviously).

“Minho!! We love you Minho!! You’re so hot Lino!!” I whisper-screamed into Changbin’s ear. He shoved me to one side as he told me Stays were screaming for everyone, not just me. As if he thought I didn’t know my performance was the best one!

“Yeah pssch but did you see the cheering for meeee? They were going insane! Lee Know! Lee Know!” I giggled as I was once again shoved to the other side of the couch as his hand was placed onto my ribcage.

Nope, none of that.

I quickly rolled off the couch and walked away before being embarrassed. If I’m tickled in front of anyone and it’s found out I’m one of the most ticklish members of the group… no. Not me. That’s too vulnerable, it’s too embarrassing for others to know.

I jogged over to my room and ran into Chan on the way.

“Hi” I said (cutely, of course).

He smiled as he shook his head.

“So you can act all cool on stage, tease Stay with your smirk, and practice your dances for hours until perfection… yet you can’t remember to give me back my favorite sweater.”

Shit, I forgot. And I have it on. Double shit.

“Ahhh I will now! Sorry Hyung I forgot again” I mean, I did forget. I was being sincere, but..

“Oohoh no this is like the fourth time you’ve forgotten. Imagine if- wha- is that a stain?! Lee Know!!!”

I didn’t stain it did I?! I looked down at the spot he was staring at and-

A big orangeish-pink splotch of what I’m assuming was my soup from earlier today looked back up at me. It was right on my ribs, how did I not see it before?!

“Come here.” Chan grabbed me by the arm and walked with me down to the kitchen. He looked pissed. Not actually pissed, of course, but as annoyed as can be. I had other things to do though! And I didn’t want him humiliating me in front of everyone else. I told him I’d have it clean by the end of the day, but he wasn’t having it.

“No, I want it now. And clean.”

“Well I can’t really do that now.. sorry hyung just wait a little bit-“ he didn’t let me finish as he began grabbing an array of cleaning supplies like Clorox wipes, a soft scrubbing tool, a rag, and some

“Yes you can do it now,” he said as he walked towards me, “I’ll help you”

I didn’t even have time to protest before he wrapped an arm around my waist and threw me onto the living room couch. He placed all other items on the floor and placed me on my side. I didn’t like where this was going, I didn’t even understand what was happening yet!

“This is the stain, right?” Chan asked as he pointed to the big splotch on the sweater, which sat above my ribs.

“Obviously dumbass” I replied. Snarky, I know, but I’m confused.

“Okay. Then stay still as I clean it.” With that, Chan grabbed a damp cloth, poured a few drops of soap on it, held my hip with one hand, and began to rub the cloth on the sweater with his other hand.

I don’t think I’ve yelled so loud in my life.

“FUhuhuck wait wahait!!” I yelled out. It’s too intense!!

“Nope, I’ve waited long enough”

What an ass!

“Careful hyung you might get kicked” Hyunjin intruded. I just shot him a glare and tried to cover my side.

“Oh no no no, hands up” Chan said.

I just stared at him (probably definitely blushing). Did he seriously expect me to keep my arms raised, here in the living room, in front of everyone, and not lower them?! He’s a madma-

“He’s too weak for that, hold on” I heard Changbin say. Who was he to help Chan and not me?!

“Ya don’t make this into a big deheheal!! Just let me go wash it and I’ll give it back-” I was cut off by Changbin forcefully grabbing my wrists and holding them barely above my chin, as if to taunt me by making me be so close to covering my sides but unable to do so.

“You clearly need some help figuring out how to keep things clean.. be ready to cover his mouth, Bin.” Chan said.

I had nowhere to go and nothing I could do except kick my legs out until Chan sat on them and began to harshly drag the rag up and down my ribs, digging in the entire way.

“AHAHehahahehaAHA WAhahit!! HahaHAHAE WhaHAHAIT!!” I laughed out loudly as he purposefully dug the rag into my side.

“This stain is a tough one..” he said.

“Noho it’s nOHOT!! AHAHAHA” I screamed as he kept going, “STOP! STOHOhohaHAHA”.

My face flushed red as I saw Chan and Bin simply watching me and laugh. I saw the other members, too, smiling over at me. I felt relieved humiliated.

I’ve never been one to beg anyone for anything. Ever. But..

“PLEHEASE! STOHOP PLease plehehease!! PlehahaHAHAHEA AAHHHHAHA” I yelled out as fast as I could until Chan began to slow down the pace.

“I think it’s mostly off now.. it’ll do.”

I was let go and immediately slammed my hands down to cover my sides, one wet from the soapy cloth. Chan giggled down at me as I quickly stood up and went to find another sweater. Idiot.

I changed quickly and threw Chan’s into the washer, not without a glare at him beforehand though.

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