#peachy requests

[onlymingyus]

I've Won (Peachy Fall Festival Drabble)

cw; smut -- choi seungcheol x f!reader

written for @horanghater as part of my Peachy Fall Festival for my Peaches on Patreon

Running his fingers through his bleach blonde hair, Seungcheol smirks at you as he kicks the door shut behind him. He had just caught his breath from escaping the crowd and being congratulated again and again after his win. His car had been hot, the track scorching, and the crowd claustrophobic.

But now he was here with you. You didn’t look like you belonged on a race track. You never did but that was why he loved you so much. That’s why Seungcheol loved this part so much. You were like fresh rain on his touched starved skin when you moved into his arms, letting him kiss you.

“Congratulations, Cheol.”

Shaking his head, Seugcheol smiles against your lips as he runs his hands under your ass to grip at your thighs, causing you to squeal when he lifts you suddenly. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you smile against his lips, feeling the wall against your back, allowing Seungcheol to press his body tightly against yours.

“Thank you, baby. I’m here to collect my prize.”

Laughing playfully, you lean your head back, feeling Seungcheol’s lips bruising your jaw, his cock hardening, pressed between your legs.

“I thought you won a trophy?”

Nipping at your skin, Seungcheol growls at your words when you tease him. He knew you wanted him just as much as he wanted you. He was full of adrenaline from being trapped in his car for so long, thinking of you and all he would do to you once he had won. Now he had you right where he wanted you.

“All I want is you. All I need is to be inside of you.”

Your nails running along his shoulders, the material of his tight shirt leaving little to your imagination, all you can manage is to moan his name when you fell Seungcheol slipped his fingers between your legs. His lips spread into a smirk against your jaw at the sound when he plays with the button of your jeans before popping them open.

“Now I feel like I’ve won something.”

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#seungcheol smut #seventeen smut #svthub #peachy fall festival #scoups smut #seungcheol x reader #seventeen x reader #svt smut #svt x reader #peachy requests

[peachyproserpina]

If your requests are still open, could write a super cuddly and needy Kylo? Like he won’t let you out if his lap once you’re there and things get steamy. Thank you!

Hi Honey! Sorry this took so long, I know everyone's worms have been a little dead so I hope it's alright!

TW: death ment, thigh riding, needy Kylo, pet names, possessive Kylo, thigh riding, f!reader

As always! If I forget to tag something or you need me to tag something let me know!

The door to your study swings open violently, Kylo is storming his way through your quarters and you can feel him from the moment they open. You pause, lay your data pad on your desk and make your way to him, worried that he’s hurt or something has gone wrong. That his temper is bubbling near the surface and he came to you to tamp it down. But you find him sitting on your chaise, legs spread open wide wide wide. Mask still on but trained on you from where he sits. It still feels like the first time, you can sense his intensity whenever he looks at you, his gaze heavy on you even from across the room, across the galaxy! Despite the fact you are his, and vice versa you are almost sheepish with him. 

    “What’s wrong?” You ask, lingering, watching as your voice rolls over his body, it’s hard to catch but you have just as much of an effect on him as he does you. The way his fingers flex, the tensing of his thighs, he doesn’t have his cape on so you can see the barely there shudder of his shoulders as he tilts his head at your question and opens his arms.  You linger, not wanting to give in, wanting to hear his voice. Always eager to listen to what your husband has to say through the distortion, the mask is usually never on around you and you’re curious. His arms are still open, a barely there flick of his fingers bring you gliding across the durasteel, toes barely brushing, before you are thrown onto his lap, his arms immediately wrapping around you,a heavy hand pulling you close to his mask. 

    “It wasn’t a request, my Sun.” The voice is dark and the way it crackles through the vocoder has your nipples pebbling up tight. He pulls you into his chest, not even space to breathe. It’s all man, all Supreme Leader, your Moon. He runs the flat of the helmet down your neck, it’s cooler than you thought it would be and you break out in goosebumps. You fight the shiver and wiggle impossibly closer in his grasp. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders, relaxing into his lap and working your fingers up to the release of his helmet. Your fingers brush the release and you feel him grip you tight. The force keeps you from pressing the latches, from taking off his helmet. You open your mouth to question why he wants it on but are stopped when he drops a gloved paw from your shoulders to your hips. Somehow sinking you further into him. You mewl and your hands fall against his shoulders, gripping him tight. Giving up on fighting and relaxing into him fully. Plush thighs resting heavy against his still clad in his uniform. 

    You can hear his exhale through the mask, deep and static and it makes you smile, you trace your fingers over his shoulders as you close your eyes, content to relax in his grasp. You can count the number of times Kylo has been the first to pull you close, you’re thankful for this urge wherever it came from. You can’t remember the last time you both had time to bask in each other's presence like this when not asleep. His hand works its way up your back, to the base of your skull before petting your hair, soft and slow. So sugary sweet it almost makes your teeth ache. His other hand now warmed from your skin is moving slow slow slow. Fingers spanning over your thick thigh and his thumb pressed in that fleshy tender spot where your leg and belly meet. He presses harder, hand wrapping tighter around your thigh, fingers digging in until you hiss. You can hear the chuckle through his mask and you both know there is going to be a bruise. You roll your eyes and go to sit up, give him a pout and make him apologize when you’re met again with the force and his hands, tight and holding you close. So close you can both feel each other breathe. Chests, stomachs pressed so tightly together nothing could get between you. 

    “Kylo…” his name is mumbled into his neck, the hand petting your hand works its way down to the fastening on your dress. He adjusts you just so, your eager cunt drug across his thigh, you whine as he does so. Not realizing how much you missed him, how needy you were for him. You whimper for him, his name like a lost hymn on your tongue but all you get is more static. His fingertips dance over your exposed skin as he works the fastens loose. It’s so gentle, barely there. You're stiff, needy, trying to grind down onto his thigh, stop the ache that he’s started but he won't let you move away. It’s almost like he needs your chest against his, needs you resting against him, needs… you.  All of you. 

    He hums when he finally works off your dress, you feel it, feel how it rumbles through his chest. Nothing comes through on the vocoder on the helmet. You smush yourself into him, feeling the chill of the ship wash over your skin. You shiver and he finally moves you, back and forth on his tense thigh so slowly you might go insane. He can feel you, feel how desperate you are, how needy and empty you feel. How much you love him and fuck- 

He drops his head onto your shoulder, his breath, panting, just a desperate wave of static filling the room. He loves you more than anything, more than himself, the whole First Order. His helmet is heavy, loud as he breathes so close to you. You’re aching, wanting to feel his lips on your neck, want to feel his tongue lick up your jaw. You whine his name, begging to feel his skin on yours. Calling out to him to fuck you, wreck you but he just pants and works you on his thigh. Determined to have you fall apart while he has you so close. Needing to feel everything as you cum for him. The force is prodding at your clit, gentle as you grind down onto him. You’re close and you both know it. All it takes is a few more moments, Kylo knowing exactly how to make you fall apart. You cum, your cries bitten off into his sleeves and your nails like claws dung into his clothes. Staking your claim on him as much as he has with you. 

    Again, he wraps you up in his arms as you come down, the muzzle of his mask gently grazes over your jaw, cheek, then mouth. A phantom kiss and it makes you preen in his hold. 

    “I love you, to the end and back.” It’s a gentle rumble, a declaration made from a muzzle that usually barks death orders and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

#peachy requests #peachy writes #kylo x reader #kylo ren x you #adcu #kylo fanfic #star wars #tw death mention #thigh riding #f!reader #haha i actually really like this i hope you do too.

[peachybruiseslego]

idk if my previous ask went thru ToT. But if you're still taking requests, frohicky in ur style pls :3 ?

yes your previous ask went through! i have yet to work on it lol

heres a doodle of frohicky for you!!

#tHIS WAS So HARRD IM NT THAT GOOD AT DRWING NONHUMANS #its good to get practice in and this request is the only thing that motivated me to draw him ever so thank you lol #frohicky #alfonzo frohicky #ninjago #ninjago art #lego ninjago #dragons rising #dragons rising p2 #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago fanart #peachy's art #peachy's asks

[peachyspaceslvt]

Aaron Taylor-Johnson as Tangerine

— BULLET TRAIN (2022) dir. David Leitch

requested by @rxbyknowby

#sry more angst but you know i actually eat it up #just look at him #tysm for requesting i hope you like them 💜 #tangerine #tangerine bullet train #bullet train #aaron taylor johnson #c movies: tangerine #peachys gifs #❛★;—muses

[mypieceofculture]

Fruit Aesthetics // Peach

Requested by Anonymous

See all my aesthetics here: Directory

#Peach Aesthetic #Fruit Aesthetic #Peach #Fruit #Aesthetic #Dessert #Cake #Peaches #food #moodboard #peachy #requested

[evakant]

thirty-one days of jiujiu(ly)  —  day fourteen  + with bonus family !  + requested by anonymous

#theuntamededit #mdzsedit #mxtxnet #dailyuntamed #cqledit #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #jiang yanli #yu ziyuan #jiang fengmian #jiang family #lotus pier #fdstuff #fragifs #jiujiuly #requests. #haha peachy! :) anyway as always these are 540px wide <3 #somewhere in these gifs there are at least two (2) tears that fall quite dramatically from jiang cheng's face! #(dora the explorer voice) can YOU spot them? #tv

[feelin-peachy-keen]

Be a peach, and tell me what you think🍑

#me #peachy thoughts #it was requested that I post more ass #so here it is 🖤🥰 #peachy pics

[princelylove]

Your Highness,

I hope you’re well! This has been festering in my mind for a week so may I ask what you think of both Bruno and Prosciutto having an interest in the same darling? I know this might be a very deadly combination but that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to take.

-peachy anon

Oh, sweetheart. You have no idea. I don’t think you’d last more than a week or so with these two. 

They don’t get along in general- Prosciutto has little to no empathy, and has left men behind countless times. Bruno’s very loving. He’s slow to make decisions because he needs to figure out the best option for everyone- Prosciutto makes judgements quickly and based on gut feelings.  

Prosciutto has a lot of internalized sexism, but they differ from Bruno’s because, you know, Prosciutto is not a kind man. I think Bruno’s sexism is more “This is what a man must do for people” and Prosciutto’s is more gender-conforming. If you gender swapped them, Bruno would still want to be the provider of the house, while Prosciutto would expect you to give her your wallet for every little thing she wants (which is a lot, she’s happiest as a spoiled girl- sorry, miss pro, I mean as a spoiled lady). 

Listen. Would you rather spend your free time with Bruno’s family, doing an outdoor activity of some sort, or sit next to Prosciutto and watch him lose ‘family’ game night for the sixth week in a row? (He’s not a good gambler.)

Prosciutto acts like he already owns you, he’ll drape his arm around your shoulders and have the audacity to ask what you think you’re doing when you try to pull away. Bruno’s not much better, but he’d like to think you have a choice in the matter. Sure, he guides your hands when you’re actually the expert, but he means very well. As long as you stay close by, within arms reach. You actually can walk away from Prosciutto, but not Bruno. Go ahead, go get a drink or go to the bathroom, you’ll be back. While Bruno would search for you after five minutes of not knowing where you are, Prosciutto waits in the same spot, tapping his fingers until you come back with a good reason.

Prosciutto may take care of the others, but he loves you. He’s fond of Pesci and Ghiaccio, sure, used to be fond of Sorbet & Gelato too, but he loves you. He’d choose you over them and probably would force you to live in his old apartment over Risotto’s if he had the proper choice- not like he chooses to stay in that god forsaken apartment with five other men. If there’s an issue, he’d drop them for you in a heartbeat.

Bruno views you as part of his family, and will make no such choice. If his family doesn’t like you, or vice versa, give it time. He’ll find some way to settle it. He won’t stand for either of his sons bullying you, but you’re going to get along eventually and behave. 

But Bruno and Prosciutto don’t need to like each other. In fact, they never will. Prosciutto’s too rough with you, it’s like he doesn’t know what marriage is for! Bruno’s too much of a hardass to enjoy a little fun. They fight the most about how Prosciutto hits his darling, and how Bruno treats you too delicately. 

Gender swapped Bruno and Prosciutto are soooo funny at the same time. Pro’s pretty catty. They have similar fashion sense- mature, feminine, allergic to pants, lots of cleavage, love luxury heels… Have fun with a wallet if you date fem pro. Bruno loves tights, Prosciutto hates them. Bruno would never ask you to buy her anything, she’s still the provider, but Prosciutto? She’ll hit you for asking her to pay for dinner. 

Fem Bruno would baby trap you. Prosciutto? Fuck you, you’re not ruining her figure for some family bullshit. Take care of those little shits in her apartment if you want a baby so badly. 

What a bad combination. Their lifestyles look similar, but they’re just nowhere close.

#request granted #peachy anon #yandere bruno bucciarati #yandere prosciutto

[peachyghuleh]

I hope it's ok if I suggest this, but maybe a comforting little thing where someone spirals and is feeling unsafe in themselves with Copia helping them cope? (teehee cope-ia)

Hello lovely anon! Of course! I hope this is what you were wanting, if I misunderstood please do another ask to clarify and I'll write another ❤️❤️

TW: MENTIONS OF SH AND VAGUE MENTIONS OF SUICIDE PLEASE DON'T READ BELOW THE CUT IF THIS COULD TRIGGER YOU

You had spent days upon days stuck in your quarters, stewing in your wretched feelings. Slowly, you spiralled into a state where you felt like the only way to quell your feelings was utterly self-destructive. Laying in your cold, dark room the only thing on your mind was the razor in the bathroom and the collection of painkillers in your medicine cabinet. As much as you tried to combat those feelings, they just wouldn't leave you alone. All you wanted to do was feel that sharp pain across your arm once more, but you couldn't, you knew you couldn't. 

You heard a soft knock at your door, "tesoro, can I come in please? I haven't seen you in days and I'm worried" it was Copia.

You continued lying in your bed, not making a sound, hoping he'd just leave, you didn't want him to see you in this state.

"Okay cara, I'm going to come in, I hope you're decent."

The creaking of the door and slow, steady footsteps pulled you out of the state you were in and brought you back into the real world. "Cara? What's wrong? Can…can I see your face? Please?"

You didn't want him to see your tear-stained face so you stayed put in bed.

"Please, I'm worried about you."

You couldn't deny that you needed support and you knew Copia wouldn't take no for an answer so you came out from under the covers and looked at him.

"Oh cara" He made his way towards you, holding out his arms, ready to embrace you. Holding you tight he whispered in your ear "it's okay tesoro, I'm here now, do you think you could tell me what's wrong?"

After sobbing into his chest for a good 5 minutes you felt well enough to tell him your worries. "Copia…I'm…scared, scared of what's going on in my head…scared of my thoughts." He stroked your hair gently and with such devotion.

"Cara, I have to ask, but please know you can trust me, what thoughts are you having?"

You hesitated, wondering whether or not to reveal the fire raging in your mind. "I've had…intrusive thoughts. About hurting myself mostly." You told him hesitantly, "b-but I've not done anything this time I swear Copia!"

"This time? Cara, have you…ever done anything like that before?"

"Yes. The urges are just so fucking hard to control." You started sobbing, feeling immensely vulnerable in that moment. He pulled you into his chest.

"Tesoro, I cannot describe how proud I am that you managed to overcome this today, the fact that you didn't do anything, even with those thoughts raging is incredible."

"I-I'm scared Copia, I don't feel safe."

"Tesoro, come and stay with me for a bit, I can keep an eye on you and we can play some games, si? You can even hold my rats!"

You nodded, content and feeling safer being around someone who understood how you felt.

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Peachy⛧Ghuleh

#the band ghost #ghost band #ghost #copia #ghost band fanfic #ghost the band #papa emeritus fic #cardinal copia #ghost fanfiction #request #TW #PLEASE READ THE TW #comfort #angst #comfort fic #peachy writes

[peachy-scars]

Wind 15?

#it looks so blurry on my end I’m praying it looks decent for you #uh um #anonymous #asks #anonymous requesting #peachy’s scribbles #linkeduniverse #linked universe #lu wind

[onlymingyus]

The Selfie (Peachy Fall Festival Drabble)

cw; smut - dokyeom x f!reader

written for B one of my Peaches as part of my Peachy Fall Festival for my Peaches on Patreon

“You didn’t like the selfie?” 

Dokyeom’s voice echoed off the walls of the bathroom as you lay across the bed, pouting at your phone at his question. Of course, you liked the selfie. That was a silly question. You had just liked it too much. 

When you don’t answer right away, Dokyeom pushes the water from his face and glances around the door frame to look at you on the bed. He had just wanted to let you know what he had done with his friends and you had sent back some cute mad emoji. Now he was starting to wonder if he was actually in trouble, though he couldn’t understand why. 

“What did I do? I think I looked pretty cute and Minghao wanted to say hi.” 

Scoffing, you roll your eyes playfully at your boyfriend before turning your eyes away from him. The sound of the water turning off keeps your attention even as Dokyeom grabs a towel, drying off his face and works his way into the room. His eyes moved over the length of your body as you lay on your stomach, your ankles crossed near the headboard. 

“Talk to me, Princess. You want me to not send selfies when I’m out with the guys anymore?” 

Whining out a sound that showed it wasn’t what you wanted at all, you kick your legs in your tantrum, causing Dokyeom to laugh and move closer to the bed until he can sit beside you on it. His fingers trail along your bare leg up to his loose shirt that you had chosen to wear to bed, which rests just under the swell of your ass. He loved when you wore his clothes and then your delicate lacy things under them, like you were tonight. 

“Of course I want the selfies, Dokyeom. Don’t be silly. You just took so hot in the photo and you don’t even get it. I was flustered all evening and now it’s like one in the morning. I couldn’t exactly beg you to come home and..” 

Your words trail off, Dokyeom’s brows lifting, wanting you to continue. He loved that he had made you flustered. He hadn’t even meant to. He had just gotten out of the pool, changed back into his clothes and sat down next to Minghao. It wasn’t like he even put on a sexy face for you and yet here you were, all hot and bothered. 

“And what? What did you want me to do? Is it too late to do that thing now?”

Pouting you wiggle from his fingers like he is being fresh with you, despite having touched you many times before. Dokyeom watches a smirk play at your lips as he scoffs at your actions. His fingers fall to the bed instead of walking towards the end of the lace that frames your ass. 

“It might be too late. We can get noise complaints after midnight again.” 

Shrugging, Dokyeom turns his hand over to run his fingers along your leg once again. He watches how you bite your bottom lip when he dips his middle finger between your legs, pressing it to the lace covering your already wet pussy. You couldn’t hide how much you wanted him. 

“I can handle a few noise complaints. You liked the picture that much?” 

A soft, squealing moan slips from your lips as Dokyeom hooks his finger under your panties pulling them from your folds so he can touch your skin with his own as he waits for your answer. His eyes were moving between what was happening between your legs and your face as you nodded. 

"Yeah, but I didn’t want to ask you to leave your friends just to come home for me.” 

Shaking his head, Dokyeom’s tongue trails his lips before he lets out a breathy groan at his words. 

“I’d cancel plans with them for you. I’d tell them exactly why, too. Sorry guys, I can’t go out today. I have to stay home and fuck my girlfriend instead.” 

You laugh but Dokyeom just smirks, his hand sliding back along your inner thigh as you arch your hips off the bed, wanting more of his touch. 

“I’m serious…  and none of them would question me. They’d just be jealous they couldn’t have you.”

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#dokyeom smut #seventeen smut #svthub #peachy fall festival #seokmin smut #dk smut #svt smut #dokyeom x reader #seventeen x reader #svt x reader #seokmin x reader #dk x reader #peachy requests

[robynrileyart]

sakurai has scary bf privileges

#aosaku #knb #requests #sakurai ryou #aomine daiki #this is for peachy but idk which blog to link to so i will just have to send it to you on discord ajhsdjshdsh #now. i realise now you did write “only saku” which. was what i told you to write #except i didnt do only saku i drew aomine too. i..... #i simply chose not to read or think about it at all

[peachy-kaiju]

18+ blog just dropped lmao

@ Dungeon-kaiju

if anyone wants my more spicy content from me with no stops since it aint my main!

#moots can request things but i really dont care #it is still a wip but im comfy enough to post it #no new content though working on it o7 #peachy speaks

[werelosingdaylight]

Hiii! I was wondering if I could request a neteyam x fem reader? Where reader gets jealous of metkayina girls flirting with him and gets insecure cause he doesn’t spent time with her anymore since he’s always busy keeping his siblings out of trouble, so she starts to feel like another problem neteyam has to deal with which leads into them having a big fight about it all and they break up, then by the time the war happens she takes the bullet for him instead and he starts to feel really guilty about everything. Basically just very angsty, but with a happy ending?

Sorry if this is too much to write, u totally don’t have too if u don’t want to <3

Omg!! I love this. It’s my first Avatar request so I’m really excited! Thank you for sending it, Angel. <3

#padfoot answers #anon: Peachy! #neteyam request

[violescent-scrolls]

Gorgeous gorgeous girls have autoimmune diseases and obsessions with Levi Ackerman

#this is my way of saying I’m accepting Levi requests #Levi x reader #peachy patt’s rambles #I’ll make another announcement later

[peachyjeonss]

Hewwooo~

Do you receive requests for ffs? 👉👈🥺

Hi love! As of right now I don’t really know but you can send the idea and I’ll see if I can get it done or not !

I am accepting any drabble request for any member tho if you want to send that in the meantime <3

#peachy asks #anonie #Drabble request are open yall :))