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borathae · 8 months

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“After listening to your friend’s story about how awesome it feels to sit on your boyfriend’s lap, you want to try it yourself. Jungkook is more than willing to offer his lap to you, even it makes his face burn up and his heart race like crazy (and maybe get his dick hard, but don’t tell anyone).

Alternatively: Maybe sitting on your boyfriend’s lap isn’t as innocent as you may have thought it would be.”

~ Requested by two anonies ~

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader

Gerne: College!AU, established relationship!AU, domestic!Fluff, Smut

Warnings: shy but horny!Jungkook, shy but horny!Reader, they both think the other is in charge which ends up with them being two needy subs grinding on each other, so much domestic sweetness, listen it’s so cute, making out, lap sitting, thigh riding, she rubs his cock over his clothes, grinding, she grinds her pussy on his cock, unprotected sex in the sense that he cums on her without a condom on but dw they are both clean & on birth control, cuddles for aftercare

Wordcount: 4.1k

a/n: I combined these two requests and decided to go with the Sense of Innocence!couple because they fit them really well. This is so adorable and cute and gosh, I love writing for them. They are both such sweethearts. Enjoy my lovelies, this is also my B-Day present for Koo 💗

You are hanging out at Jungkook’s place today. It is raining outside. The skies were grey and on the roads little rivers of fallen water were making their way downtown.

You don’t mind the weather. Not only because you love rainy weather, but also because Jungkook’s place was really cozy. He has his heaters on at their highest level, keeping the apartment nice and toasty. His diffuser was on as well, soaking the air in a sweet and perfectly faint vanilla scent. He even turned on his galaxy lamp. It is barely visible right now, as you not only have the lights on, but it’s also still bright outside. It still gave the room a slight colourful hue to it, which was nice.

Jungkook is playing Animal Crossing on his TV while you are next to him, playing on your phone.

Your feet you have buried under his thigh, using his body heat to keep your toes warm. Every now and then you can feel Jungkook caressing the back of your calf as a reminder that he was there and you were there and while he was busy with gaming he still thought of you. It was a nice reminder.

Right this moment you received yet another text from your classmate and friend Jia giving you dating advice.

- Jia: are you serious? you never sat on his lap before??

- Jia: haven’t you guys been together for like seven months??

Well, it was more of her shaming you for your slow step taking, but it was dating advice nonetheless.

- You: not like this. not so random.

- You: what if it’s weird?

Her answer is instant.

- Jia: girl, it’s weirder that you’ve never done it before

- You: :( i just don’t wanna be too much

- Jia: he loves you like crazy, I don’t think he’d think it’s too much

You contemplate her answer long enough that she sends you three more messages.

- Jia: besides. two things.

- Jia: sitting on your guy’s lap is so comfy

- Jia: and Kook’s a dude, he’ll love it cause dudes love that shit

You sneak a glance at Jungkook, who just this moment shoves a big handful of salted peanuts into his mouth. He wipes the access salt on his black shorts and chews with his big eyes focused on the screen.

So Jungkook loves it when you sit on his lap because all dudes do.

That sounds like a stereotype to you.

- You: I feel like that’s way too generic. not every guy’s the same.

- Jia: yeah, duh? but he’s into you and if a guy’s into you he likes it when you sit on him

You feel your cheeks heat up at her choice of words, looking at Jungkook in case he somehow heard what you just read. He obviously didn’t, still highly concentrated on planting pink flowers on his island.

- You: you really think so?

- Jia: yeah

- You: and it’s worth it?

- Jia: YEAH

You look at Jungkook again. He is chewing again, which means he shoved some peanuts into his mouth when you weren’t looking.

- You: okay I’ll do it, brb

You don’t get to see her answer, but she is cheering for you.

You place your phone down.

“Hey, Kook, uhm.”

“Hm?” he says, cocking his eyebrow up but not looking away from his game.

“Can I try something?”

“Yeah, wanna play for a bit?” he offers, but follows it up with, “can I just finish the flowers first? I know exactly where to put them and I don’t wanna forget the spots.”

“No, I wanna uhm…can I just show you?”

Jungkook nods his head, “sure”, he says, still staring at his game.

You take a deep breath and peel yourself off your comfortable lounging spot to get on all fours and crawl to him.

He sneaks a glance at you from the corners of his eyes.

“What are you doing?” he asks, eating some peanuts again.

You take his arm and pull it around you. At that Jungkook finally looks at you, flashing you a sweet smile instantly.

“Hey”, he says, pulling you closer.

“Hey, uhm”, you murmur, doing the next step of climbing on top of his lap and then sitting down.

“Oh?” he widens his eyes, gawking at you with his lips parted in a perfect O-shape.

You don’t bear to look into his eyes. Instead you let yourself plop against his chest, wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in the crook of his neck.

Jungkook lets out a soft chuckle, nuzzling his cheek against your head. He rubs his hand up and down your back.

“You’re cute”, he says and pecks your hair.

“Do, do you like it?” you ask him.

“Yeah, I do”, he says, returning to his game, “so snuggly.”

You smile. So Jia was right. He likes it. You cuddle closer and begin playing with his hair. You like it too.

His chest is strong, his thighs are soft now that they are relaxed and his arms around you feel so safe. He also smells heavenly. Like his body lotion and laundry detergent. The faint scent of his shampoo lingers on his neck as well, as does the actual smell of his skin.

“Feels nice, don’t stop”, Jungkook says.

You also really love that you can play with his hair so easily. He has the softest hair. It’s always so nice to feel it run through your fingers and tickle your skin.

“Your hair is so soft”, you tell him shyly.

Jungkook rests his head against yours in acknowledgement, humming a soft “mhm”. He knows that he doesn’t have to say more.

You spend the next moments like this. Cuddled up together as Jungkook plays Animal Crossing. He is preparing his island for a flower festival and he wants it to look as perfect as possible. Every now and then, you can hear him munch on some peanuts or mumble innocent curses under his breath when he accidentally planted the flower in the wrong spot.

You feel so cozy atop his lap. He is so warm and snuggly. And the touches he gives you make you tingle like crazy. Each time he eats some peanuts, he makes sure to connect himself with you by touching you softly. His fingers trace your spine, his palms run along your side or thigh and every now and then you feel his lips leave a little kiss on your head. It’s so, so nice to experience and you curse yourself for not doing it sooner.

You would have sat on him longer if the stupid doorbell hadn’t rang. Jungkook lifts his phone to check for the time.

“Our chicken”, he exclaims, “took them long enough. Wah, more than an hour.”

The doorbell rings again. He pats your butt gently.

“Baby, can I get the chicken?”

“No, it’s fine. I’m already getting it”, you say and peel yourself up with a heavy heart. You wanted to stay on his lap for longer.

You thank the delivery person, wishing them a safe drive home. The rain became stronger in the time you sat on Jungkook’s lap, entering his apartment and hitting your toes when you had to open the door. The delivery person trots down the stairs with their head held low to shield the rain. Poor them. You hope that they can warm up and dry off soon.

You lock the door and return to Jungkook. He already has two plates set out and a pair of plastic gloves for each of you.

“Wah, look at the size of that box. I’m so hungry already, you have no idea. Thank you for getting it”, he says, meeting you halfway to take the box from you. He carries it to his coffee table and sets it down. Then he opens it, busying himself with taking out the different sauces and opening them.

You in the meantime, get comfortable next to him and switch the channels.

“Thank you”, he says.

“Sure. Should we continue Physical 100?”

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

And so it happens that you and Jungkook watch your current shared favourite show as you eat your crispy chicken. It is a very amazing time and the food is really tasty. But you can’t deny the sad little feeling deep in your tummy that you can’t sit on his lap anymore. You got a taste of it and now you want to experience it again.

You and Jungkook wash down the chicken with some beer. He sighs happily, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“The food was so good”, he says.

There is around seven minute of show left. He relaxes into the cushions and sips on his beer. You get up to clean the table.

“Baby, no”, he says, tugging you back down.

You fall with a squeak, landing on his lap. Your eyes flit up, meeting his playful gaze. Your heart is doing somersaults in your chest.

“Don’t clean, you’re my guest. Just relax”, he says and wiggles his legs, “please?” he adds, widening his eyes cutely.

“Yeah okay”, you say, stifling a squeaky giggle as you settle against his chest. Your back is resting against it while your head is on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around you, nuzzling his nose into your neck and kissing you softly.

“I love that”, he says, “this is so nice.”

“Yeah it is”, you agree, feeling your heart race like crazy. This is the best feeling ever. It really is.

And so it happens that you finish the show sitting on Jungkook’s lap. You drink your beer, laugh or gasp at parts of the show and enjoy the other’s warmth to the fullest. And you are so, so happy that you dared to take the step. Being on his lap is amazing.

“Do you wanna watch another episode?” he asks once the show finished.

“Yeah, why not?” you say.

“Noice”, he says, pecking your cheek, “keep it playing, I just gotta wash the dishes. I thought I could handle them being here, but I can’t. I’m so fidgety.”

You get off his lap and help him clean the coffee table. The show is running in the background. His kitchen is located right behind the TV, allowing you to listening to the show clearly.

“I get it. It’s nicer when everything’s clean”, you tell him, throwing away the empty chicken box and cans of beer.

“Yeah definitely.”

It doesn’t take long for Jungkook to do the dishes. They were only two plates after all. You are already on the sofa again when he returns. He sits down next to you and sneaks a glance at you. You do the same.

“Do you…” you begin.

“Yeah”, he says, blushing softly.

“Okay”, you almost squeak the word and then you are already on your feet to change your position. You sit down on his lap again, cuddling into him while he hugs you tightly.

“This is so nice”, he says, resting his chin on your shoulder and smiling softly.

“Yeah, it really is”, you agree, feeling oh so happy.

You manage to watch a good two thirds of the show and then you have to get up to pee. You tell Jungkook to keep the show running because you don’t like the current team and don’t care about what happens to them. Jungkook still gives you updates when you are sitting on the toilet, doing so by yelling out what was happening. It made you chuckle because it was cute.

Jungkook is gawking at the screen with big eyes and parted lips once you return. He is resting his elbows on his knees, looking totally captured by the show.

Saddened by the fact that you can’t sit on his lap anymore, you sit down next to him.

His head turns to you instantly, he frowns at you, studying you with sad eyes.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“What do you mean?”

“Why are you sitting there?”

“What do you mean?”

“Get on here”, he says, patting his lap, “don’t sit there.”

“Oh”, your cheeks heat up instantly, “sorry, I just didn’t want to force myself onto you.”

“You’re not. Now com’ere”, he says and opens his arms for you.

You follow happily, doing it in a way so you were facing him again.

“But you can’t watch the show like that”, he says.

“It’s fine, I like this so much more”, you tell him, running your hands up and down his neck.

He gazes into your eyes and smiles with them. You retort it.

“You’re cute”, he says.

“You like this, don’t you?”

“I love it so much”, he says.

“I thought that I would try it tonight.”

“It’s amazing”, he smiles, caressing your waist.

You are so giddy! You have to kiss him! You do so rather forcefully, knocking a surprised squeak out of him. He falls into the cushions, accepting the kiss with his breath tickling your cheek as he exhales shakily. One more time you suck on his lips and then you pull back to sneak a glance at him.

His eyes are half-lidded, his lips are parted. He gazes at your lips then locks eyes with you. A soft, hazy smile lights up his face.

“What was that for?” he asks.

“Just so. I think you’re so cute”, you tell him.

“I think you’re cuter”, he says and looks at your lips, “I want to kiss you again”, he confesses, cupping your cheek, “please?”

You close the distance between you and him. You want the same. You got a taste of him and now all you want to do is have him on your lips for hours. It starts off innocent. Really, you didn’t mean for it to turn into the mess it will turn into ten minutes from now.

It starts off oh so innocently. You are feeling each other up, but it is never meant to linger on an intimate spot. You touch his chest, his shoulders, his face and neck, playing with his hair as well. While he feels up your back, your waist, your legs and your face, tickling your scalp every now and then as well. It was supposed to be innocent, but the thing with being stupidly and unbearably in love with each other is that there will come a time where the innocent touches leave exciting sparks on your skin and then those touches send your hearts into overdrive and make your breaths shaky.

You break the kiss, just so you can connect your tender lips with his neck.

“Baby”, Jungkook sighs, tilting his head to the side and closing his eyes, “that feels really good.”

His pulse is racing like crazy under your lips, encouraging you to keep going. Jungkook moans softly, sliding his hands to your hips. That’s when the innocence ceases to exist. You chase his touch, forcing your pussy to grind against his thigh.

“Ah”, you gasp, tensing up and lifting your head.

“What’s wrong?” Jungkook asks, looking at you with big, worried eyes.

“I, I”, you stutter, feeling your face heat up unbearably.

“Baby, what’s the matter?” he stresses.

You wiggle your hips and bite down a little moan. The pressure and warmth on your clit felt really intense. Jungkook sneaks a glance down at you, widening his eyes.

“Oh”, he lets out, looking back at you.

You lower your head, feeling too embarrassed to look into his eyes. He’ll probably think that you’re such a needy idiot.

Jungkook takes your hand and guides it to his dick wordlessly.

“Oh?” you gasp, gawking at him. He is really hard in his shorts, twitching into your hand as he guides your fingers over his tip. He is blushing like crazy.

“I didn’t want to say, because I didn’t wanna be a horndog”, he says and grins shyly.

“Oh”, you let out and wiggle your hips on his thigh. The grinding motion feels so good that you let out a little moan. Jungkook answers you with a moan as well, looking at your lips with droopy eyes. He is still rubbing your hand over his clothed cock, but soon doesn’t have to anymore as you take over.

“This is good”, he sighs.

“Yeah, it’s good”, you agree.

Jungkook places his strong hands on your hips and helps you ride his thigh. He feels so good. You are so warm on his thigh and the way you seem to tense and shudder each time your hips roll over his muscle excites him a lot. You in return love how his cock is twitching under your hand and how hot he feels to the touch.

You exchange one look, one moan, one touch and then you are kissing again. Sloppier than before. More tongue as well. And with lots of little sounds escaping the both of you. The show is almost over by now. Only ten minutes left. Neither of you take it in. It’s background noise, just as the loud rain outside is.

You rub each other sensitive that way. The next episode is already four minutes in when you break the kiss again. You have soaked through your panties and sweats by now. Jungkook did the same with his shorts. You are panting like crazy, barely catching your breaths. You try to look at him, but barely can. He is so blurry in your vision. You cup his heated cheeks. Jungkook leans into your touch, moaning your name.

“I can’t hold it for long”, he confesses.

“Same”, you say, tensing on his lap.

“I wanna feel your pussy.”

“We could take our pants off.”

“Yeah please.”

“Okay.”

You scramble to get naked. At least your bottoms for now. You are too horny to care about your shirts. You just want to connect with each other again. You scramble back onto his lap, Jungkook welcomes you with open arms. He grips your hips instantly without ever guiding you. You still think that he is. Neither of you really think they’re in charge, both think it’s the other. It still works somehow. You find each other, pressing up against the other.

Like this, your pussy is grinding right against his cock. Said cock is resting against Jungkook’s stomach, twitching when your wet warmth comes into contact with him.

“Baby”, Jungkook moans, closing his eyes, “baby that feels so good.”

“Yeah”, you moan and chase him with rolls of your hips. His cock grinds right against your clit, sending electric pleasure through your veins. He is so much warmer than his thigh was. And softer. And so much wetter. Oh god, having his naked cock against your pussy feels so good. You don’t want to stop chasing him. He probably thinks that you are acting so needy right now, but you have to keep moving.

You lower your head to kiss his neck and suck on his skin desperately.

Jungkook moans, dropping his head on the edge of the backrest. Like this, his body slides down the cushions just enough that you have even better access to his cock. You press down on him and use the better position to focus your attention on his tip.

Jungkook shudders, tensing his thighs as he feels bolts of pleasure course through him.

“Don’t stop”, he begs, leaking in bliss.

You smear it all over your pussy and cock seconds later, mixing it with your own never ending slick. The movements are so easy because of how wet both of you are. You can’t stop grinding on him even if you wanted to. His request is unnecessary because all you want to do is keep feeling him in this way.

“Don’t stop”, you beg. You don’t know why you begged, but it felt so right to do. In your eyes it is Jungkook, after all, who controls the scene. Who guides your hips with his hands as you lose yourself on his cock.

While he thinks that you are having him wrapped around your every finger, laying willing victim to your sweet seduction.

Truly it is almost adorable how wrong either of you was. Just two submissive lovers grinding on each other, thinking they are the one submitting whilst in reality you are both equally submissive. It’s adorable, really. Adorable and very needy.

Oh so needy.

You break your lips from Jungkook’s neck because you needed to breathe. You are so dizzy that it gets hard to keep moving your hips. But you have to, Jungkook would want you to.

“I’m so close”, you whimper, twisting a bundle of his hair.

“Me too, baby”, Jungkook gets out, squeezing your hips. He is holding back. All he really wants to do is climax all over your pussy. But he holds back, because you would want him to.

Adorable, really. You both are so adorably stupid right now.

“Kookie”, you whimper, tensing up. Your clit is pulsating like crazy. You can’t describe how intense his cock feels on it, but it does. Oh it does. You can barely breathe.

“You can c-cum whenever you, you need to”, Jungkook stutters, squeezing your hips.

“R-really?” you squeak out, resting your forehead on his shoulder. You are so ruined. Oh god, so ruined. You need to keep grinding and grinding and grinding.

“Yes”, he says and in his ears it’s him making sure that you cum first, but to you it sounds like he is finally giving you permission to let go.

You press yourself closer and sob his name, hiding away in the crook of his neck as you let that tight knot in your tummy burst. You manage to grind yourself on him one more time and then the pleasure gets too difficult to bear.

“Oh god”, you choke out, convulsing atop his lap as your fingers twist his hair desperately. You feel so hot. Your pussy feels like she’s burning up. It’s so intense that you end up sobbing his name again and squeezing him for comfort.

“You’re so hot”, Jungkook mewls, helping you ride out your high by moving his hips which results in his cock grinding against your pussy, “oh god baby, oh god.”

You finish after five aggressive shakes of your legs.

“Kook”, you moan, chasing him even if it hurts a little. You already acted needy enough, now you need to get him off as well, “Kook please.”

“I’m gonna cum”, Jungkook whimpers, “I can’t hold back anymore.”

“Please”, you beg him, grinding your overstimulated pussy against his tip.

“___”, Jungkook moans and arches his back. The tight knot in his stomach breaks and fire takes a hold of his body. It feels so good to climax like that, leaving him to drop into the cushions and keen your name loudly.

“Yes, thank you”, you pant, helping him ride out his high by grinding on his cock. He made you so sticky and wet now that he is cumming all over your pussy. You really like the feeling, chasing it with needy ruts of your hips.

It takes Jungkook six rolls of your hips and then he gets too overstimulated. He grips your hips and drags you away from his cock.

“Please no more”, he begs.

You drop onto his lap, soiling his skin with your mess. Neither of you care.

“Thank you”, he gets out, hugging you against him, “oh god, this was amazing.”

“Yeah”, you agree with your head resting on his chest, “I was so horny.”

“Me too”, he says, chuckling breathily, “you’re amazing.”

“No, you are.”

You lift your head to send him a goofy grin. One he retorts happily.

Behind you the show announces the new challenge. You and Jungkook sneak a glance at it.

“What the hell is going on?” Jungkook asks, reaching for the remote to press the information button, “huh? How are we already halfway through the next episode?”

“Stop it. I don’t wanna spoiler myself”, you say.

Jungkook turns off the TV and drops the remote in synch with his head falling against the sofa, “we’re idiots. I didn’t even realise the show was still on”, he laughs.

“Yeah me neither”, you giggle, “but I don’t regret it.”

“Agreed”, he says, hugging your waist, “lean into me, I wanna hold you.”

“Mhm, Kookie”, you say, snuggling into him, “we gotta rewatch what we missed.”

“Yeah definitely.”

“I gotta go pee and clean up soon”, you whisper.

“Hush, just a few more moments. I need to savour you.”

“That’s fine with me”, you say, feeling oh so happy that you want to scream.

Jungkook feels the same, replaying what happened moments before in his head. He is smiling as he does, feeling his heart race like crazy.

Jia will ask you for updates when you meet her on campus on Wednesday, but you won’t give her more than a simple “he really loved it”. She smiled and then acted cocky about being right.

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ningvory · 4 months

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Can I ask teacher reader x g!p student Kazuha?

ofc anonie <33

parings: student!g!p kazuha x teacher!reader

synopsis: kazuha has a crush on her teacher and decides to fuck her full of her seed!

warnings: mentions of impregnating, cumming inside, fingering, scissoring, bondage, zuha calls reader unnie, recording, i didn’t poofread so pls ignore any mistakes you see <33

zuha has managed to start crushing on her teacher that happens to be 4 years older than her, she thinks you’re so cute teaching the class about stuff she could care less about. after class she would always ask for extra help but even then she wouldn’t pay attention! too focused on your tits popping out of your blouse thinking abt how big they would be filled with milk! she would keep this up, creating a friendship with you until she decided it was time to fuck you!

you were teaching class until the bell rang, everyone packing up and going to lunch but kazuha was slowly packing up, waiting for everyone to leave out of the room so it was just the two of you. you thought no one was left in the room until you turned your phone off, realizing she was still there you asked her if she needed help with todays lesson, but she cut you off by forcefully grabbing your head with one hand and using the other to hold your arms together, pushing you down on your teacher podium.

“kazuha, what are you doing!? let go of me now!” you asked anxiously, trying to get the girl to let you go. you quieted down when you felt something hard press against your ass.

kazuha used her school uniform tie to tie your arms together and used her now free arm to pull your panties down and began to finger you, making you moan out loud until your moans were muffled by her hand.

“yea you like that, unnie?” kazuha asked you, pumping her fingers into your cunt making you let out more muffled squeaks and whimpers.

she began to scissor you making your legs quiver, “kazu- kazuha! i’m gonna cum!” you said but was muffled from her hand still on your mouth but she understood all that you said, making her move her hands quicker as you came on her fingers.

she raised her fingers with your cum on it to her mouth, groaning at your taste, she could’ve came right there. kazuha finally raised her skirt up to pull down her boxers, dick slapping against her abs from how hard she was. she grabbed your hips and began to pound into your tight cunt, making the podium shake. kazuha, so drunken on the feeling of your cunt hugging her dick thew her head back, releasing her seed into you. she didn’t stop tho, she kept going as she pulled her phone out to record.

kazuha felt your cunt squeeze her dick even more, causing her to grunt as she pounded harder into you, ass smacking against her pelvis.

“i can’t take it!” you whimpered feeling your high coming again.

“you’re gonna take it.” kazuha growled, phone still in her hand recording.

this kept going until the sound of your whines became high pitched, legs shaking and your cunt squeezing zuha for all she’s worth as you came again, kazuha following right behind you cumming inside you again.

kazuha slowly pulled out, watching a mixture of hers and your cum spilling out. she put her boxers back on and pulled the baby pink plug she bought for you out of her purse.

“can’t have you leaking, can we?” kazuha asked with a smile, pushing the plug into you. plugging you up with her seed watching you jerked from the overstimulation, causing her to giggle.

even if she didn’t knock you up this time, she’ll be sure to keep on stuffing you full of her cum until she does. and if you told anyone, she’ll be sure to send the video everywhere. but she really was just bluffing, she had no intention to share this moment of you two. ♡

#ningvory #le sserafim smut #lesserafim x fem reader #g!p #kpop smut #kazuha smut #nakamura kazuha #le sserafim kazuha #♡.nabi’s asks #♡.nabi’s anons #♡.kazuha

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rose-tinted-kalopsia · 2 months

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hii, i LOVE love the way you write xavier and i was wondering what your thoughts on him having a corruption kink would be? 👀

i feel like it fits him well but maybe it's also just the brainrot talking...

── first of all thank you anonie for the kind words omg, i love xavier Ardently 🤲🤲 and SECOND... corruption kink xavier oh my GOD you are SO. RIGHT i totally get you... the vision... i can SEE IT...

xavier's corruption kink would be a little more on the subtle side—he was always gentle with you, always soft and always attentive to your needs... that is, unless you asked to be treated roughly, unless you begged for him to do otherwise.

and that's probably where it starts.

because xavier would never tell you, but he liked the face you made whenever you're all fucked out for him.

he liked the way your eyes would glaze over; his fingers, or his cock, or his tongue playing and having their way with you. he liked the whimpers you would make at every thrust of his hips, the way his name would fall from your lips in an endless chant, the way your hips would buck up to chase all of this pleasure that he would gladly, gladly give to you... so ruined for him, and him alone.

but even more than that, he loved the build-up.

the build-up of getting you to that state, moaning his name, begging for more—

because you were always just so... innocent.

so pure, so unassuming, so—easy.

the way you'd blush at the slightest mention, the slightest insinuations of these... less-than-pure activities with him... the way your ears would turn pink at even the very sight of him shirtless, despite how desperately you would try to hide it every single time, despite how often you would see him like this just to help him bandage his wounds.

it was cute.

adorable.

and xavier would use it to his advantage every. single. time.

because how would you know?

how would you know that the reason he was so touchy with you, the reason he would whisper these vaguely suggestive words into your ear—was because he desperately, desperately, desperately needed to see you so worked up for him... and not to—to just cuddle with you?

while you always saw him as innocent; he was only ever playing the part to get to you.

calm, whenever he snaked his hands over your waist; dismissive, whenever he placed kisses along the side of your neck—

he loved the shudder of your skin, the whines on your lips when you asked him what he was doing.

"nothing, angel," he'd mumble. "i'm just kissing you. can't i? do you not want me to?"

and oh, he'd love the way you would gradually shift over to begging.

your "no, o-of course i want you to...!" would switch into quiet moans when he'd suckle over a particularly sensitive patch of skin, would switch into a shaky whimper when he'd deliberately brush over your already-hardened nipple.

"x-xavier, don't tease... please..."

and he'd smile.

"but... why? i'm not teasing, angel. what's gotten you so worked up for me like this...?"

and then you'd be vague, and shy, and hesitant; stuttering to cover your desires before your frustration would get the better of you and then you'd be blatant—specific.

pleas of having him deep and perfect and snug inside of you, pleas of having him fuck you senseless—your wants would change, but the message was there. and, god, he had never imagined he could ever hear such filthy words from you at all.

you were his angel, for god's sake! his angel, his princess, his queen—his, and he'd always seen you so... pure.

angelic, just as he called you.

wholesome.

...clean.

but, now, in his hands, you were stained by sin—ruined, for him, by him.

so he'd go through the process again and again, watching you descend from your throne of purity to the depths of whatever he could drag you into—

and god, he loved it.

...but xavier would never tell you that.

it's just his small, dirty little secret...

you don't have to know.

⁺₊ / an: i finally get it... the reason he's always acting so innocent, the way he's always so deliberate with his teasing 😭 he TOTALLY has a corruption kink.

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tontoemojis · 1 month

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Hello, I stalk your blog literally daily because you need your dick sucked for the absolute banger art style LMAO <3

ASK: Maybe some NPD, ASPD, Schizo, or just general mental health emotes? Usually every place I check demonizes these disorders like hell and it sucks.

Here's a list of some ideas if you feel like doing this ask! No pressure.

1. Splitting (Like a black and white love/hate guy or something, creative liberty here)

2. Equal/FP (this could be two people being silly together both wearing crowns?? maybe)

3. Hyper-sexuality (Maybe a dude with some sort of hot pink gradient and dizzy love eyes. Or a wordmoji that says "/sx urges" above him?)

4. Narc crash (maybe a panicked dude with a breaking crown or smth idk have fun)

5. Some sort of "empty" emoji, like a gray person with a hollow chest. I would use this daily

6. An emoji for delusions/hallucinations?

7. Something for having an antisocial peak to communicate to others that you don't want to talk atm

I don't want to stress you out so I'll keep it at that! Sorry for the long ask, I love your collection of SYSemotes and thought some other disorder themed mojis would go CRAZY. didn't want to spam your inbox ❤️ be safe

thank you anony I definitely need my dick sucked 😭 . Anyway , I will center this post especially in NPD , ASPD & Schizophrenia related stuff .

As someone with NPD & schizo & etc etc these were so fun to make !!! , I hope these are good .

ASPD symbol

NPD symbol

A couple of schizophrenia symbols , ““ schizophrenia ”” & ““ schizo ””

Splitting

A couple of equal person / favorite person emojis

Hypersexuality { no words } , hypersexuality with words & / sx urges

A couple emojis of narc crash

A couple emojis for empty , emptiness , feeling of emptiness

Hallucinations ; visual , auditory & olfactory

Delusion

Antisocial peak , not wanting to talk to others …

#custom emoji #custom emote #discord emoji #discord emote #emoji #emote #aac emojis

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dms-saggicorn · 2 years

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Hey :) can you reblog this post of mine? I’m looking for more people to send me art request because I need to fight my art block. It can be your own YB OC/sona too! alright that’s all and do take your time with my ask :3

Clearly I did the reblog already but yeah happy to help! I just really wish I didn't procrastinate and made a request myself :,) would've been so cool to see Dawn drawn in another style, oh well maybe next time! Hope the request go well pink anony!!!!

#dms speaks #dms answers!#pink anony

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westanthewaterman · 2 years

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Which egos do you think would have a thigh kink and what would they like doing with that the most?

Hmmm

Damien

loves your thighs

could spend hours covering them in marks

loves to press your thighs together and fuck them

Murdock

your thighs are so soft, so pliable

so much...free space

loves to see them marked up

Wilford

this man fucking lovers your thighs and anything to do them

if you wear a skirt or a pair of really short shorts he's gonna be on you

fucking them, marking them up, touching, squeezing, spanking

he just loves them

#west whispers #anonie #headcanons #mayor man #smooth criminal #pink maniac

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koostarcandy · 2 years

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Hiii I would like to request #40 from hands with #26, 28 from Kisses and #42 from touching. Thank you 😊

favourite

pairing: idol!jungkook x reader

summary: jungkook spends a long night with his favourite person.

genre: mentions of alcohol intake, fluff :D

wc: 1.1k

summary: dw anonie i got your ask saying you wanted this with koo 😊 the prompts are "giggling while kissing" and "neck kisses" and "braiding the other’s hair" and "letting go when there is an obstacle in their way and immediately grabbing each other’s hand again when they pass it" pls follow the guidelines if you're requesting ^^ i spiraled idk what this is, my bad. pretty is said too many times, tell me another adjective for koo pls >.<

"shhh, you'll wake bamie!"

"bamie is at my mummy's!"

you both laugh at the sudden realisation, intertwined fingers swinging back and forth.

"need to lock the door, koo."

jungkook whines from the loss of contact and hugs you from the back, sniffing your neck and praising you about your choice of perfume for the night. your hands are almost immediately back together, helping each other out of your coats and shoes.

giddy from the alcohol and the vibes of the young night, jungkook reminsces of the perfectly grilled meat he had a few hours back.

"let's invest in a home grill, bro. we can have chicken galbi everyday and also get our protein in."

"sure thing, bro." you have absolutely no intentions of getting your protein intake but you'll take anything your pretty boyfriend makes. he's one of the best cooks you know, after all.

your hazy mind somehow remembers the small note you made in the taxi while coming back home, getting yourselves a tall glass of chill water.

jungkook's sat on his new couch (the mattress has gone into a spare room, much to the chagrin of you), spaced out and doe eyes focusing on a random spot on the wall.

"i want ramen, baby," he mumbles and his eyes are immediately on you, like he knew you were next to him, "hello, you!"

you shake your head, upset you can't fulfill one of his midnight cravings. "hello, you! you can't have gluten anything, remember what the doc said?" he pulls you closer to him, silently grateful to you keeping him check always.

"thank," peck "you," peck "for, hey let me finish!"

you start giggling at his sudden numerous kisses, cheeks turning a dusty pink. "hehe," you laugh gleefully and squish his cheeks, "thank you for everything, roundie" you say sincerely, glass of water long abandoned on the teak side table. (don't ask, jungkook 3.0 gives you whiplash every 5 seconds)

"roundie? that's new. what happened to koo? i liked koo, baby."

"you're koo and roundie and baby and boba ball and so much more, i love you."

"i love you more and no, i love you mostest."

you scrunch your nose at his wrong superlative, letting it slide for once. he considers you his strict english teacher, mentally shaking his head at the memory of you trying to teach the difference between your and you're to him and taehyung.

"oooh, water. let's have water!" you giggle at his americanized accent while pronouncing water, courtesy of the countless sitcoms and pass him the cold glass. he chugs half the glass, urging you to have the rest.

jungkook buries his face in your neck while you choose a random show to watch, to simply serve as background noise.

"how about how i met your mother?"

"my brain too slow now, choose something simpler,"

"friends?"

"i can't break my head over rachel and ross now, gimme something else!"

"brooklyn nine-nine? the office?"

"i finished both last week, hehe."

you glance at jungkook, slight glare directed his way. it melts when you meet his crescent eyes and you comply when he says, "let's watch something to do with cake!" you put on a show with an over-enthusiastic host, both of you wincing at the increase in volume.

you snuggle into your human heater, arms wrapped tightly around him. you can feel his slow and content breaths on your neck, absentmindedly giving you tiny pecks. you twist and squirm at the ticklish feeling, alas, the strong arms around you would never let you go.

"there we go, all clean!"

jungkook throws the cotton pad which he had put toner on, patting your cheeks.

"aigoo, so cute."

"i want to sleep, roundie."

"sleep with a side of cuddles, coming right up but we forget something."

you looks at him, sleepy eyes blinking at him, what could you have possibly forgotten now? you brushed your teeth, drank another glass of water and removed your makeup.

"i can't have you complaining about knots in your hair tomorrow baby, let's tie that up!"

you nod, agreeing with him, "pass me a scrunchie, the black one matches with pjs," long, tattooed fingers reach for the silky scrunchie but he hesitates to give it to you.

"what's wrong? did it tear again?" you ask, lips turning downwards at another fallen soldier. he shakes his head, "i want to do it, teach me?"

"of course!" you turn around and part your in 3 bunches, carefully explaining to plait it neatly. "honestly, it doesn't matter if it's neat or messy. i just want-" "your bangs out of your face, got it."

you smile up at him, which prompts him to sneak a small spiderman kiss, smiling at your adorable, sleepy self. "here we go," jungkook mumbles to himself, deft fingers plaiting your hair and humming a random melody.

"all done," he turns you around and fixes your hair, kneeling infront of you to be face-to-face. you swear you can see your reflection in his ever sparkly eyes. "you look pretty," jungkook cups your face, pecking your lips in the most adorable way ever.

"you look prettier, koo," you assure him, long strands slipping through your fingers when you comb through his hair.

"did you put serum?"

"on our faces? yes. on our hair? no..." jungkook pouts, slightly bummed at missing a step in your night routine.

"its okay, my love, let's get to the sleeping part, now please?" jungkook effortlessly carries you to your side of the bed, leaning over you to switch off the yellow light which had been adorning your faces.

the moonlight does justice to your lover, decorating his tan skin, making him seem more ethereal than ever. he settles on your chest, sighing in content at the sound of your beating heart.

"your hair's long enough to make a dutch braid," you mumble, fingers combing through his silky hair. "what was that, my love?" jungkook asks, fingers under your t-shirt and tracing lovesick patterns into your skin.

"a dutch braid, for your hair koo."

"do it then, squishy," his tattooed hand reaches out for your cheeks, squishing them and leaning up to kiss your pouting lips. you push his head back on your chest and play around with his hair, suddenly concentrated to make the prettiest braid for the prettiest boy you know.

"koo, look, i-" you're cut off by a sudden snore, his large hands still on your waist. you don't mind the dead weight, akin to a weighted blanket except it's your own boyfriend.

you let go of the braid, trusting your roundie would demand to see one in the morning. you take this as a cue to follow his footsteps, slowly slipping to dreamland.

pt time: @armys-dna ; @joondiary ; @soobhyun ; @shatzkrinslinzki ; @highly-functioning-mitochondria ; @taegisms ; @cherishoshi

#jungkook x reader #jungkook fluff #jungkook drabble #jungkook imagine #jungkook scenario #jungkook fic #jungkook #bts fluff #bts imagine #bts scenario #this was very very self indulgent ngl #happy birthday to me indeed 🥰

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nyctophiliq · 1 year

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Ashe x Fem reader who is a new night shift employee for the Route 66 cafe. One night she wears a skirts that’s dangerously short and one of the other men get a little handsy. Ashe is having none of it.

Nw if this becomes a Drabble I’ll be so excited to see the other one shots you make! Also Ty for doings gods work, I speak on behalf of the lesbians: we love you 🫶

✮ — SEE YOU AGAIN ; elizabeth caledonia ashe

content warning ; afab reader. sfw ! — lowercase writing intended, reader being harassed, a bit suggestive just for plot reasons but nothing too too suggestive

wc ; 1,3 k

moss’ notes ; SORRY THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG there were just not sufficient ideas to fulfill this amazing req, so moss apologizes and hopes you see this anonie :) moss loves the lesbians too 💗

you worked at the diner on Route 66, a restaurant well out in the desert but still a popular place for locals to come around and have a bite. it was lively, with all kinds of people coming to eat, most of them going there after work or even just for fun. it was a nice change from being behind the register, where everything always smelled like food. it wasn’t your job to serve everyone, only take orders and deliver food when asked. it wasn’t easy, either, so the hours were long, which usually meant you didn’t get much sleep. your shift ended at 7 pm sharp, though, so you had plenty of time left before you would have to lock up and head home for some rest. you had spent a lot of sleepless nights lately, not sleeping because every time you closed your eyes you saw

"hey, waitress- a coffee refill, pronto!" one of the savages shouted before turning back to his friends and laughing loudly, sharing snarky comments about you. there was not much you could do but pick up the coffee pot from behind the counter and walk to their table.

"anything else I can do for you, boys?" you gave them your best smile, taking a small, subtle step back to put some distance between you and the group. you did try, anyways. the customers never took anything seriously, but the one with the buzz cut was still staring at you. "uhm, yeah," he said, shifting slightly, putting his leg behind you to block your path, "just make sure my buddy here gets that coffee without spilling any on him." he grinned stupidly, his hand reaching across the table and his fingers going for the top of your thigh.

you swallowed thickly, nodding politely before tipping the glass pot and pouring the bitter black liquid into one of their mugs. his hand was moving to wrap or pinch your thigh and you normally let them play, it's silly to think more, you go home and sleep this off, men play smart with you all the time, not like it means something anyway. you picked up on seeing people flirt, especially after a few months at the diner now. they liked you because they thought you looked cute, or maybe they felt pity for the poor girl who was constantly trying to keep up with them. you preferred to think that you actually had more personality than that. and yet it happened every other night, these men coming in and harassing a desperate reaction out of you.

"leave her alone or I will be payin' a very special kind of attention to you." a tall, white-haired woman stepped to your side and placed her hand on your shoulder. she looked older, maybe mid-thirties, but definitely a woman that knew how to handle herself in a fight. she smiled warmly, giving her gaze from under her eyelashes toward the man holding you and letting her hand slip down to your hip. you flushed pink as your face got hotter, feeling your body tense at her sudden move. this woman is so cool, she's probably the most beautiful person you have ever seen, smiling nervously back at her as she began to rub circles on your hip with her thumb. you weren't used to such attention from women, not even women you'd dated.

the man scoffed, looking at his buddies before starting to laugh his fucking ass off. "or what, lady? you gonna paint our nails red hot like yours?" all of them started to laugh and the woman just sucked her teeth before whistling. a giant omnic appeared behind her, towering over all of you.

"you gonna be dealing with bob over here, he is heavy and knows I don't like my woman to be harassed." she smiled wickedly, her hand sliding farther up on your hip until the tips of your breasts were pressed against her chest. you blushed harder, biting your lip and closing your eyes. it was just a play, to get those gross men to stop hitting on you, nothing more, you need to calm down.

the four-man looked at each other, laughing once again before the man with the buzz cut stood up, wiping his lips and giving a cocky smile to the woman. "okay lady, we get it, but sharing is caring, no? wonder how she would function on-"

"you are messing with deadlock property, boy." she cut him off, pushing a gun to his head, finger on the trigger, ready to pull it if needed. you flinched as you noticed holding it close, using both of your bodies to make sure no one saw the gun, or even know it was there. it made you sick thinking about it.

the man gulped before stepping aside and heading for the door. "it's alright, no need to hold a grudge, alright? we don't want to mess with the deadlock, okay? we were just going, excuse us... let's go gang!" he screamed like a little kid and they were out on the door within a blink of an eye. you stared after them, wide-eyed, before lowering your hand from your hip and letting out a shaky breath. the woman laughed a bit, patting your cheek gently before grabbing you by the arm and leading you back to sit on a stool at the counter, ignoring your protests.

"this is my number, don't be afraid to use it." she told you kindly as she scribbled onto your notepad she took whenever you were still in shock. she nodded, putting the stack of papers down on the counter and turned to go on her way.

"thank you... i'm y/n!" you started off quietly, but when it came to telling you her name you almost woke the dead of the desert around you. she turned around, a gentle smile plastering on her face before she brushes a longer white strand out of her face.

"the name's ashe." she said with a small, sweet smile. she offered her hands to shake. you hesitantly grabbed hers, her hand feeling soft in comparison to how rough and dry yours were. "you call me if you are in trouble, any kind, alright sugar?"

"can i still call you if i am not in trouble?" you asked hesitantly, your eyes now staring past her form, trying to find something to focus on rather than that charming smile she is about to let pull on her lips. she chuckled softly, squeezing your hand and releasing it quickly when she realized she was doing so.

"sure, I'll be waiting sweetheart" she winked at you as she slipped one of her hands into her pocket, the other tipping her hat before she could finally turn on her heels, throwing a couple of dollar bills on the table she was sitting at, you assume, and she left the diner with her friend named bob.

your eyes sparkled as your fingers clutched the piece of paper now inside your apron's pocket, heart fluttering at the thought of seeing ashe again. you weren't even sure what you were gonna say into the phone once she picks up, but you were sure that you wanted to hear her voice once again, utter something like today. my woman... you smiled softly as you headed back to the front of the diner, shaking your head lightly to clear it. tonight did not end up as planned, but at the very end of it you weren't complaining because you got to have her number and she was waiting for your call.

#📼 › moss tapes #overwatch x reader #ashe x reader #overwatch ashe x reader #elizabeth caledonia ashe x reader #overwatch elizabeth caledonia ashe x reader #overwatch x you #overwatch ashe x you #ashe x you

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