#pls send in requests im at a loss!!!!

[satoruwiki]

How about first time virginity loss (reader) drabbles or headcanons for choso, gojo, sukuna and naoya? Maybe? Pleeaase

no 👺 jk here you go love <3

ε ❤︎ з CHERRY POPPING! ᡴꪫ

MINORS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DNI!!

content: nsfw; smut; jjk men hcs; drabbles? more like oneshots lmao; loss of virginity; afab!reader; fem!reader; fingering; cunnilingus; p in v sex; unprotected sex (oops)

n/a: i felt lwk awkward writing these bc i didn’t really know how to write sukuna and naoya without being traumatic, so i tried my best to make it ‘readable’. also the reader insert may be awkward too so sorry abt that. took me a while write this so give it much love pls! these are my hcs! feel free to agree or disagree :b as well as english isn’t my first language and im still a rookie at writing so bear with me please! any request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated

CHOSO & GOJO w.c: 1k

The type to talk to you and ask you how you feel throughout the process. Will definitely ensure you’re okay and enjoying it as much as they do. They’ll talk to you sweetly and praise you for taking it so well. Cute aftercare.

“How does it feel?” He asks, his thumb gathering up the slick dripping out of your pussy to your sensitive clit, rubbing it in gentle circular motions. You moan quietly and nod, angling your hips for more of his touch. “Good,” you sigh, holding onto his bicep as you keep eye contact with him, your chest heaving at every heavy breath you take. He smiles softly and leans to kiss you again, his lips weaving against yours while his free hand reaches to cup your breast and gently plays with your nipple. You moan into the kiss, parting your lips slightly open to allow his tongue to slip inside. Satoru kept rubbing your swollen clit as he pushed one finger into your clamping walls. You winced at the strange sensation of his finger suddenly intruding inside your virgin cunt, making him immediately stop and pull his finger out. “Are you alright?” He asks, his eyes portraying concern.

“Y-yeah! It’s just that it felt kinda weird,” you reassure him. “You can keep going if you want…” you added embarrassed he stopped because of you, feeling your face growing hot.

He chuckled lightly and pressed a chaste kiss on your lips to soothe you. “Okay, I just want to make sure you’re okay. If you feel it’s too much we can stop anytime, alright?” He says, bringing his hand to caress your cheek, you nod once again unknowingly leaning to rest on it, feeling your heart flutter and comforted with him. He then buries his face into your neck, dropping soft kisses onto your skin, nipping and sucking the area until it bruises. “You’re so pretty,” he mutters as he presses his lips on the side of your neck, his warm breath hitting your skin and sending shivers throughout your body.

You whimper, your back arching off the bed as he reinserts his finger inside you, pumping in and out slowly. The act at first feels uncomfortable and strange. But the pleasure gradually takes place as his words of praise and the way he adores your body have you moaning his name. He laps a long stroke along your neck as he pumps another finger inside your gummy walls, curving them upwards to reach that sweet spot that has you curling your toes and writhing underneath him. You feel your legs shake and weaken, the knot you felt in your lower body tightening and your walls spasming around his drenched fingers of your arousal.

Unexpectedly, he pulls his fingers out of you, having you whine at the sudden emptiness inside your aching pussy, begging for release. He giggles at your reaction, bringing his drenched fingers to his mouth, licking them clean of your slick. You gasped, speechless by the obscenity of the action. Despite its lewdness, you couldn't help but feel your lower part throb, having you swallow your saliva thickly.

He positioned himself between your legs, placing his fat tip between your folds and rubbing it upwards to gather as much slickness as he could, coating his cock from your arousal. The tip of his cock brushed against your swollen clit, making you moan and grip the bedsheets underneath you in anticipation. He gave himself a few languid tugs, smearing his pre and your slick across his length and guiding his cockhead onto your wetness.

You bit your lip, feeling your nerves on edge which he seemed to notice, as he reached to hold your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours.

"I'm gonna go slow, okay? Tell me if it hurts too much and I'll stop," he tells you, waiting for you to give him the green light. Once you nodded, he pushed in slowly, inch by inch. He was being extra careful with you, as if scared to hurt you in any way. You hissed and shut your eyes firmly, feeling a hint of pain as his girth stretched you out. You squeezed his hand and clenched your other hand into a fist until your knuckles turned white. With your heartbeat pounding in your ears, you whimpered adjusting to his size.

He stopped midway, kissing your tears away with tenderness. "You're doing great. Relax and take deep breaths, okay?" he cooed, peppering kisses around your face, distracting you momentarily from the pain as he pushed until he was finally fully sheathed inside of you.

Once you felt somewhat at ease, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he started setting up a pace, his dick massaging your inner walls slowly. You sunk your moans into a passionate kiss, your lips against his silken smooth lips. His hands tenderly roamed across your skin, one finally resting on your waist to steady his languid thrusts inside you.

"You feel so good, taking me in so well," he purred, his mouth reaching down to your chest and taking one of your breasts into his mouth, sucking and nipping at your pebbled flesh. You whined, digging your nails into his back muscles, the fire in your abdomen having you arching your back so beautifully, you felt a type of pleasure different from any you had experienced before, it had you dazed and lightheaded.

"You like that?" he asked, his breath heavying as he pistoned inside you. You whined, feeling the coiling tension in your womb about to snap and nodded. "Yes," you hissed repeatedly, tears of pleasure welling up in your eyes. His pounds became more erratic as he chased his release. "F-fuck you're so tight, so good f'me," he panted, biting his bottom lip to hold his lewd sounds from coming out. With his name on your lips, you shuddered underneath him, coming undone as your vision became blurry and your guts tightened. His thrusts became sloppier as your walls spasmed around him, making him throw his head back in ecstasy and let out a guttural groan. He rolled his hips until he thrust one last time, going still as his warm cum painted your insides.

Careful to not crush you, he pulled out and slumped to your side, his chest heaving in exhaustion.

"How'd it feel?" He asked steadying his breath as he beckoned you to come closer. You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head on his chest glistening in sweat. "Good, really good," you hummed, struggling to keep your eyes open. "Glad you liked it," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. "Let's clean ourselves then we can go to sleep, yeah?"

SUKUNA & NAOYA

w.c: 1.1k

Minor praising, just to make you feel slightly better (a little backhanded). The type to say “quit whining, you’ll like it”. Will take all of his willpower to not thrust all at once, and they won’t, just because they take you into consideration. Definitely the type to feel pride in ‘taking away’ your innocence.

"Ah! It's too much! Too much!" You cried out, gripping the bedsheets tightly until your knuckles turned white. You tried to scoot your hips away, your movements being immediately halted by a firm grip, pulling you back to your original position close to his relentless tongue. "Quit whining. You'll get used to it and like it. Soon you'll be begging for more," he said, spanking the side of your asscheek as a reprimand. You squealed as he went back down lapping at your sensitive bundle of nerves. You huffed, your hips jolting at each flick his tongue did.

Your nerves were on fire. You moaned his name like it was a mantra to you. His fingers were knuckles deep into you as he sucked on your puffy lips and stroked your abused clit in circular motions. "Fuck, you're squeezing on me so tight and I haven't put in my dick yet," he teased, gaining a whine of embarrassment from you. His thick fingers scissored inside your heat, making you whimper. You felt close to reaching ecstasy.

"W-wait! I think I'm going to I'm-" Your words were cut short by a loud moan after he sucked harshly on your clit, making you see stars. Your hips jerked as you made a gushing mess on him and the bedsheets, waves overtaking you. He rode you through your orgasm, eating you out like a starved man.

"So you're a squirter, huh?" he hummed, his lips glistening in your arousal. Your legs weakened and quivered, you were in a dazed state as you gathered your breath. "How did that feel? Good?" He asked, getting up closer to your face. You nodded weakly, staring at him through lidded eyes. You swallowed thickly. "Yeah," you sighed.

"Good," he hummed, pulling you for a sloppy kiss, the taste of your cum still in his mouth. His tongue brushed against your lips, asking for permission to enter. You moaned into the kiss, parting your lips open to let his tongue in. The kiss was so heated, barely allowing you to gather your breath and making you feel lightheaded.

He pulled away and got a hold of your legs, parting them wider open. He let a thread of spit fall onto his cock, lubing himself up with spit and his precum. He pressed his tip into your cunt, pressing on it in and out, deliberately teasing you. “How bad do you need it?” He asked, a mischievous grin drawn on his face, taking pleasure in taunting you and hearing your little needy whines. “Don’t tease me like that,” you whined pleadingly.

“Say how bad you want my cock stuffing this pretty little pussy and I’ll stop,” he said, the pad of his thumb rubbing your swollen clit just to tease you more. “Please, I want it real bad. I need it,” you whimpered, your toes curling at the stimulation.

“Alright,” he chortled lightly, about to push the tip inside, but before he could keep further, you stopped him with your hand on his abdomen. "Please be gentle," you said, your eyes pleading mercy to him.

He scoffed and rolled his eyes, seemingly offended by your words. "Of course, Imma be nice. What kind of monster do you think I am?" he said with a sneer. You held back your inner thoughts, not wanting to put him in a bad mood and laid back on the bed, biting your lower lip as he pushed inside you slowly. He halted midway, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. "Fuck, take deep breaths, angel. I can't keep moving if you're squeezing me so tightly," he grunted, the pad of his thumbs rubbing your inner thighs to soothe you.

You let out a pained moan and panted, trying to follow his words as you adjusted to his size. You reached out for his hand, locking your fingers with his as you got used to him inside you. Once he felt he could move a little more, he pushed deeper inside your virgin pussy, making you gasp at the fullness inside your heat. You winced at the hint of pain, "so big", you whimpered, a few tears brimming from your eyes. He chuckled and gave your hand a light squeeze. "I know baby, I know," he said with a hint of pride in his voice.

Once you thought you were ready, you nodded, giving the green light to start moving inside you. He rolled his hips against yours lazily, his hand leaving your hand to cup your tit and play with your nipple, pinching it and flicking the hardened peak. The pain was soon replaced by pleasure and breathy moans were coming out of you. Your skin felt hot and burned under the pad of his fingers, you were losing your composure as his cock kept massaging your walls.

"Shit, so tight. So tight and pure for me," he groaned, his pace getting quicker and deeper, the sound of his hefty balls striking your ass filling out the room. "You like that? You like being fucked by this dick?" He hissed into your ear, nipping on your earlobe as he pounded your cunt.

You dug your nails on his skin, gaining a grunt from him. He angled your hips to reach deeper into your tight pussy, his cockhead kissing your cervix and making your eyes roll to the back of your head. You nodded, tears brimming from your eyes as he fucked you dumb. "Say it, I want to hear you," he growled, his teeth marking your skin with bruises across your neck and collarbone. You whimpered, overwhelmed and overstimulated by his thumb that had resumed rubbing your abused clit, feeling your walls flutter and squeeze his girth tightly, announcing your release that threatened to snap at any moment.

"I- I like it!" You cried out, your guts tightening begging to cum. It took a few deep thrusts for you to scream out his name, gushing and soaking his happy trail with your translucent fluids.

He grunted, your pussy squeezed him so tight it made it difficult for him to move. He could've sworn he was on the edge of cumming as so as you did.

"Fuck I love this pussy," he moaned as he kept on pumping in and out of your cunt, his pace sloppy and desperate to fill you up with his cum. He lolled out his tongue, thrusting one last time deep into your wetness, spilling his thick load inside. He pulled out, his cum dripping out of you down to your ass as he did so. Your fucked out sight with his seed spilling out of you made his cock twitch, perhaps once you'd come down from your high he could stuff you again with his dick.

#KY000 ★ #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #jjk gojo #jjk fanfic #jjk sukuna #jjk choso #jjk naoya #gojo x you #sukuna x y/n #naoya x you #choso x reader #gojo x reader #sukuna x reader #choso x you #naoya zen'in x reader #gojo x y/n #sukuna x you #choso x y/n #naoya x reader #sukuna ryomen smut #gojo smut #choso smut #naoya smut

[old-lorarri]

꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ─ 𝐋𝐍𝟒 ˚₊· ꒱꒱

─ summary . . . ❨ a new music video and talk of a possible new couple sends flames though the internet but what if they have it wrong? ❩ ─ pairing . . . ❨ lando norris x fem! singer! reader ❩ ─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩ ─ author note . . . ❨ loved this idea so so much and Sabrina’s new music vid kinda slayed though idk about the whole church thing tbh so enjoy! ❩

❨ taglist | masterlist ❩

yourinstgaram

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yourinstagram i’m soooo sorry for your loss😊

thank u to this outstanding crew for executing the camp of my dreams so much love to you all

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user MOTHER?!?!?!?

user woof woof

user god I can't wait for the music vid I KNOW ITS GONNA BE GOOOOD

user something is purring rn and it fs ain't a cat

user she when she looks sexy even though she is covered in blood

user the bi in me is SHAKING

milomanheim Would die 4 u fr ⤷ yourinstagram 😘 ⤷ user QUEEN WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? ⤷ user MILO YOURE SO REALLLL ⤷ user u guys should work together again that was hot ⤷ user WOLD DIE 4 BOTH FR ⤷ user i’m so obsessed with this duo ⤷ user totally support this couple ⤷ user RIGHT THEY WOULD BE THE IT COUPLE ⤷ user You literally died by taking a picture of her butt... 😂

user god is a women

user a classic Y/N w

user lando creeping in the likes...always knew my twink had good taste

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youinstagram . 15hrs ago

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milomanheim

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milomanheim FEATHER VID 2NITE !!

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user The way she pulls all the hot Disney dudes 😩

user Telling my kids this is rapunzel and flynn rider

user Somebody husband him up already ⤷ user hey yourinstgram.... ⤷ user LMFAO ⤷ user facts.

user i was NOT expecting this duoooo

user slayed his twenty seconds screen time

user I need a movie or show with y’all as the main leads

user you being sneaky on TikTok

user MILO & Y/N? THIS IS A DREAM😍

user MY 2 FAV PEOPLE TOGHETWR WHAT

user ATE IT UP, down , and out

user im gonna cry lol

user am i tweaking

user my dream team

user im barking omfg the bi panic

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user MY RAPUNZEL AND FLYN

user I don’t know who I want more omg so hot

user It the pull for me

user I don’t know who I want to be more Milo or Y/N

user this duo i physically cant

user my biggest flex is that I was a Y/N L/N fan since 2015

user When I tell you my jaw dropped after seeing Milo

user you’re both so fineee! my flynn and rapunzel fr 😫

user WAIT THATS HIM HE SO FINE

user So u and milo…🤭

user I love how Milo had to put down his snacks first 🤣

user my bisexualness is coming out i can’t tell who i want more

user thoughts: she’s CONSISTENTLY BEEN THE MOMENT

user Feather music video is literally a masterpiece 🛐 thank you mother Sabrina

user OBSESSED IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT!!!

user They need to be in a rom com

user is it too soon to say parents?

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MILO :) hey Y/N just wanted to say thank you so much again for having me in your music video loved every second of it but there is another reason I texted I was wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner sometime in the future?

Y/N :) hate to break it to you buddy she is taken by me

MILO :) omg.... please don't run me over with your mclaren

Y/N :) i'll think about it now shhhh Y/N is asleep

landonorris

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landonorris best disguise is ever (who is asleep on top of me rn)

coments have been disabed

─ requested by . . .

anon ─ Could you pls do a Sabrina carpenter FC were the reader made the song feathers and people saying how reader and milo should date but she is secretly in a relationship with lando and he gets jealous and takes charge.

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[httpsserene]

ʟᴇᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏ ɢᴏʟꜰɪɴɢ ᴡ/ ʟɴ4

📖ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: maybe you shouldn’t be late to any event you go to, or bare minimum don’t make any bets you know you’re not going to win. having no hand-eye coordination is not great when you’re being forced to play golf.

📖ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: i think i’m funny. one or two dirty jokes. and reader does have a lil injury (nothing bad). not edited at all 😎

📖ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: the doc says 900 words?? it feels longer idk

📖ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: lando x black!fem!reader (it’s mainly twitch trio focused-alex,george & lando)

📖ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: smau

📖ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ: swang • rae sremmurd

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴀᴄᴇ: i’d like to remind everyone that the people asked for this hellscape! you 🫵🏽 asked for it. it’s long, like LONG. anyways: max is definitely the type of dude to use the cat emojis. my bad to my charles girlies, he did not make the cut for this 😔 i had to get rid of like three or four ig posts and stories to make this all fit into one tblr post, and none of that had charles content 🫠. also, the plot damn near ran away from me, but it’s barely there—it’s kinda more friend focused than lando x reader until the end! uh there’s one part in here that was inspired by tik tok comments, y’all will know which one 😅 inspired by the fact that my brother hit me with a golf club when i was a child 🙂i think i’m pretty funny so i hope you guys find this funny asl, otherwise what did i do this for?

if you want me to post the outtakes lmk

send me some requests or talk to me pls 😅

want to be on a tag list? tell me in my inbox &lt;3

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georgerussell63: off to a terrible start for golf day. my girlfriends “wife” is crashing the party, and my mates gf is already -4 after two holes 🙂

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lilymhe: light work 💪🏼 no reaction🥱

user: not his girlfriend’s wife ☠️

➥ user: who does he think keeps carmen’s bed warm when he’s not at home???

alex_albon: welcome to watch mojo! and today we’re counting down our top 10 times our gf’s ditch us for each other 🤨

➥ user: and?

➥ user: what else are they supposed to do alexander 😀

y/ninstagram: put some respeCK on my name princling, or next time i see u its on sight 😡 im aiming the golf club straight at you

➥ georgerussell63: you can’t even hit the golf ball in under three tries, or aim anywhere near the holes

➥ georgerussell63: i think i’ll be fine

➥ y/ninstagram: 😟😐 i'll remember this george william russell, ur asking for it

carmenmmundt: george failed to mention that he’s +3 already

➥ georgerussell: like, literally nobody asked you to say that 😒

➥ landonorris: drag him !!! he doesn’t get to say shit about our wife 😤

➥ carmenmmundt: *my wife

➥ user: lmfaooo im 💀

alex_albon

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alex_albon: ladies and gentlemen, introducing: *my* girlfriend 🤤✨

tagged lilymhe

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y/ninstagram: we MUST stay focused sisters

y/ninstagram: gawd damn‼️ wifey could hit me with that golf club any day

➥ carmenmmundt: fuck the club, i’ll let her run me over w the cart🥴

lilymhe: next hole, i’ll show you guys what a proper stoke is 😏

➥ lilymhe: since our bf’s seem to underperform…on the golf course obv

➥ user: AYOOO?!!

➥ carmenmmundt: okay 😇

➥ y/ninstagram: why r my thighs wet rn

➥ user: dO THEY KNOW THIS IS PUBLIC

alex_albon: i’m at a loss for words

➥ landonorris: this is literally your fault

➥ georgerussell63: can’t believe you mate 🫤

➥ alex_albon: how is this MY fault??! whattddiddiddoo

lilymhe • 5hrs ago

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y/ninstagram: idk y ur complaining? the cart is parked. on its side, but it’s parked😊

carmenmmundt: i think we’ve punished ourselves

alex_albon: should’ve left her ass at home like i said 😒

francisca.cgomes: idk even know why y’all let her drive the cart😨

y/ninstagram • 4 hrs ago

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maxfewtrell: ur joeeee kingggg. ur joe king 😐

francisca.cgomes: i wouldn’t even trust u with the scorecard—but pop off !!! girl boss shit

danielricciardo: SO I HAD TO, GRIND LIKE THAT TO SHINE LIKE THIS 🗣️🗣️‼️💯

lando.jpg

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lando.jpg: “i have the highest score out of everybody here! +26 up on y’all hoes!” - y/n

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lando.jpg: BRO SAID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING 🥶🥶🔥🔥🔥

➥ maxfewtrell: SHE SOUNDS FIRE 🔥 ON MUTE ‼️💯

lilymhe: SHE GOT A HIDDEN TALENT 🔥🔥🔥 KEEP IT HIDDEN 🔥🔥🔥

➥ alex_albon: no talent ✅ JUST STRAIGHT ASS 💯💯🗣️🗣️🔥🔥

georgerussell63: THIS IS FIRE 🔥 PUT IT OUT ‼️

user: SHE SPITTING BARS 💯💯💯 PUT HER BEHIND THEM 🔥🔥🔥

user: THE SILENCE IS SO LOUD WHEN THIS HITS 🗣️🔥🔥

user: WE STARTED FROM THE BOTTOM 🔥🔥🔥 NOW WE’RE DIGGING 🗣️🗣️🔥💯‼️🙌🏽🙌🏽

y/ninstagram: y u hurt me 😪

➥ carmenmmundt: i think you’re underrated, honestly &lt;; 3

➥ y/ninstagram: aw ty carmie :)

➥ carmenmmundt: I HOPE IT STAYS THAT WAY 🥶🥶‼️‼️🙌🏻🙌🏻

➥ y/ninstagram: bee-eff-eff-aur: be FUCKING for real 😒

y/ninstagram • 3 hrs ago

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maxverstappen1: i don’t want to laugh—man who TF am i kidding 😹😹😹

alexandrasaintmleux: how THE fuck did u manage to give yourself a concussion??!

carlossainzjr: pobrecita😪 how 😭 terrible 😭 can you tell lando to come over when ur done

carlossainzjr: hello

carlossainzjr: niña i can see you reading my messages

landonorris

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landonorris: thank you for all the wishes about y/n (not u carlos, you’re in time out). she only has a mild concussion, and verbally assaults me when i wake her up every two hours 😒 to make sure she’s alive 🤗

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landonorris: god forbid i stop her from dying 😱

➥ carlossainzjr: heyyy be nice to her she’s in another world right now

➥ landonorris: u r not slick sainz. don’t expose our affair to my gf when she’s injured

➥ carlossainzjr: she won’t even remember this 🥺

➥ user: sir👁️👄👁️, this is a wendy’s drive through

➥ user: they know this on the internet 4ever right…?

lilymhe: this girl swung the club, missed the ball, and let go of the damn club no follow through

➥ carmenmmundt: it hit the ground and ricocheted back at her

➥ alex_albon: and she got knocked on the forehead hard asl

➥ georgerussell63: the noise it made was hilarious 😂 y’all should’ve been there

➥ user: geORGE WILLIAM????

➥ georgerussell63: i’m mad we didn’t get it on video smh 😔

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[ohmygs-blog]

warning: didnt reread before sending, just me yapping lmfao

ik everybody goes thru phases, that's how we discover n experiment w diff hobbies, and so for some phases you'll go thru burnout eventually which i get cos ive definitely gone thru different phases of the content i like to create for my kpop acct (ie. i was rlly into editing like graphic design style but burned out from it and went on to gif making instead),, ANYWAYS MY POINT IS- you are one of the few writers i think as a reader i would be so sad to see burn out because i enjoy reading your stuff so so much. this isn't to like shame or pressure you if u do move on from writing, but rather just wanted to say how much i hope your creative fuel will continue to burn, not to feel guilty if it doesn't work out but that know it'd be such a big loss to czennies who love ur work :(

wanna reiterate that in no way is this telling u you'll let ppl down bc that is NOT the case, but rather how precious u and ur blog are to us n we value u sm in our little corner of the internet<3

sawree i am very clearly not a writer idk how to explain stuff but pls know u r so so so loved here and we appreciate all the hard work u put in for us to read, n for free too ?? ur truly a gem 🤍

you are so beyond sweet and i’m so thankful for you and your nice words :(( i love being on this little corner of the internet and i’m glad u guys enjoy my work so much 🥹🥹this message was so sweet to get and i’m so thankful you took the time to leave it for me :))

i can’t believe how much love and support i’ve gotten from all of you guys and i’m always always grateful. hopefully, fingers crossed i won’t burn out because i love writing and all of you guys.

honestly speaking i do feel better now, and i’ve gotten like two requests done lol. i have older ones that i wrote and just weren’t happy with, so ill be looking them over n rewriting. but yes for now, im back and im so happy!!! :D

#cutie pies #my anons <3

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

YALL. YALL. YALL. I JUST THOUGHT OF AN AU THAT COULD BE PRETTY COOL :)

For now, im just gonna call it the Spirit!States AU cuz im lame.

TW: talk of psych wards, talk of possibly being delusional or schizophrenic, spirits, death, and probably a few others.

Okay so- what if we had an AU where the states all die, and only Gov is left. But the spirits of the states come back to the statehouse and kinda haunt it.

And and- hear me out- Gov is the only one who can see them.

So— everyone else that Gov knows, thinks that Gov is delusional or severely mourning the loss of the states and pretending that the states are alive, or maybe even schizophrenic. Since they can’t see the spirits of the states.

They even considered throwing him in a psych ward, but decided against it cuz well- he’s all that’s left of America. He’s the only thing keeping that country running. And IDC, FBI, CIA, ect… wouldn’t allow it either.

Feel free to tell me what y’all think of this and if y’all like the idea! <3 (and pls feel free to send requests pls)

@local-emo-child @misery-has-no-company-now @greatinternetllama cuz why not :3

#welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #ben brainard #wttt #wttsh

[fckmini]

Sorry for the delay, I got visitors over :D

So, maybe you could write a beautiful friendship piece about Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli.

Specifically how they might have felt lonely at times amongst their own people and how comforting their friendship is to them?

Lots of love

Together - Aragorn x Legolas x Gimli - platonic hurt/comfort

I’m sorry this took so long, I hope you enjoy it @i-did-not-mean-to :) 

Please send any more requests that you have!!

Aragorn x Legolas x Gimli friendship hurt/comfort :)

-  pls keep your eye out for my other works! ;)

tw! mentions of death/ loss/ grief - before they found merry and pippin

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As always please give me some feedback and please send requests <3

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Only a splatter of stars provided a waning shimmer of light as inky darkness bled onto the canvas of the sky. The trio were huddled beneath this, their aching bodies encased in dewy grass. Their shoulders hunched beneath the heavy weight of their anguish. They basked in the alluring, crackling blaze of the fire, attempting to thaw the bitter cold that gnawed at them. Fond memories had begun to rot like festering wounds, tinged yellow with the sickening feeling of grief that plagued all three of them. A sinister silence and newfound emptiness haunted them, confronting them with all they had lost. Legolas, entranced by his own thoughts, leant into the tender caress of starlight.

"What troubles you, mellon nin?" Aragorn inquired softly, his gaze drawn to Legolas’ glossy eyes in the flickering light of the fire. A rare twist of fate had brought the three together for a purpose greater than themselves.

"I am afraid," the elf stated solemnly. The nauseating terror that writhed within Legolas was unlike anything he had experienced. They all felt it. It clawed at their hearts and crawled under their skin. It seeped into every waking moment.

"Aye, so am I." Gimli added gruffly. In solidarity, he gripped his friend's shoulder tightly. As the fire hissed, the three exchanged a silent grimace until Aragorn cleared his throat.

"We mustn't lose hope."

Hope, it lingered like a slivery petal of breath wilting in the frosty air. It seemed perverse, even laughable, in the face of such loss. They huddled closer, their backs towards the oppressive darkness. In quiet intimacy, Legolas bowed his head and softly broke the silence.

"My mother," he started, his voice wavering slightly, before looking up again at the opulent stars and meeting their heavenly gaze.

"She passed away when I was an elfling. My father never recovered, it severed his soul." He paused once more, weighing the words carefully and mulling them over on his tongue like sour sweets.

"I have never had anyone before as a prince, any true friends, I mean. I was always alone, and now I have never had more to lose." The tender confession hovered. Despite the young elfling’s blush being obscured by the rosy firelight, the truth was as naked as the flames before them and as apparent as the sting of the bitter wind on their cheeks: none of them were alone anymore.

Aragorn began softly, his voice roughened by emotion. "Mellon nin," he started.

"As a ranger, and as the... heir, I too have never had such dear friends. I have suffered many lonely nights and witnessed much loss. I thought I would've gotten used to this and would be ready to have such dear friends." The man gripped both of his companions by the arm, trying to meet their eyes, before closing his and whispering:

"I do not think I could lose either of you. I won’t."

"Aye," Gimli agreed thoughtfully, as he rubbed his coarse hands over his face, running his fingers through his auburn beard. The dwarf was well acquainted with the consuming pain of loneliness, being too young to join his father’s quest for Erebor and the only dwarf they’d met. Home survived only in his dreams, in the thunderous music, lavish feasts, and booming laughter that made his heart ache and his eyes glisten. Now, these two were all he had, his closest friends, his family. 

"We shall remain together." He promised his companions vehemently, the impossible oath warming his heart. Under the tender ripples of moonlight and until the fresh, golden tide of dawn, they basked in the soft embrace of the fire, desperate to rekindle the hope that they had once found in the gleaming eyes and wide smiles of the hobbits, in Boromir’s careful hands, in Gandalf’s chuckle. There they sat, together, until their hopes were renewed in the rays of the morning sun and they dared to live and love again. 

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[yandereomnics]

general rules

1. I dont write NSFW (sex/lemon/smut) and intense gore.

2. I write for all playable Overwatch characters and no one else.

3. I do specific traits for the readers or s/o's if requested to do so. (such as blind, shy, sick and such.)

4. The reader is written as gender ambiguous and will always be written in a 3rd person past tense perspective unless requested otherwise.

5. I am open to just about any concept that isnt sexual or overly crude in nature.

6. I do imagines, headcanons, oneshots and songfics.

7. I can only write about 5 characters at once in a post if they're imagines or headcanons

I might have missed some but like- i think yall know the other basic shit b kind to others yadda yadda yadda.. 4 now I'm only on my phone so if you want to send a request DM me and I'll do it! Just tell me if you want your name censored or whatever!!

#yandere overwatch #yandere #rules #pls send in requests im at a loss!!!! #overwatch #writing

[levi-my-beloved]

Hello love, I was wondering that since your requests are open, could you maybe write some Levi smut with gender neutral reader? But can everything be focused on Levi. Reader just has to explain to him just how absolutely perfect he is whole. From the shape of his body to his steel eyes, then reader explains how much they love him and Levi gets all soft and flustered? Sorry if that was way too specific 😭

Perfect Imperfections

Pairing: Postwar!Levi x GN!Reader

Word Count: 5.2K (pls someone stop me)

Warnings: Spoilers for the end of AOT, anxiety attack, oral (m receiving), face fucking, slight overstim, dacryphilia if you squint, might have to wade through the softest fluff ever... 18+ MINORS DNI ISTG

A/N: pls idk why this one took me forever hhhh im sorry this took so long. It was such a cute ask tho pls i love it so much, thank you for sending in another request hehehe. i hope this is what you had in mind ^-^

@peace-for-levi here you are bb :3

If Levi would hazard a guess, it could have been anywhere between 3-4am right now. No light illuminated his surprisingly cosy bedroom at the Scout HQ, and though he’d been trying to get to sleep for the best part of five hours, his mind and stomach wouldn’t let him. Unease coiling in his gut, writhing and twisting until it was almost physically painful. Tendrils of doubt curled and slithered about in his brain, suffocating until all he could think about was his new reality.

The war was over. Eren was dead. The rumbling had been stopped. This was his last night in Paradis before he moved to Marley. He should be happy. He should be relieved. But all he could worry about was what the fuck he was supposed to do now? What was he good at? What other skills did he have other than fighting and killing? How the fuck was he supposed to survive in this new world that didn’t need newly crippled veteran soldiers. The thought had his eyes sliding to his leg beneath the covers, a heavy sigh breezing from his lips as he brought his hand up in front of his face, fingertips tracing over the new imperfections, cringing at the heavily scarred area where his ring and middle fingers used to be. He brought that same hand to the scars on his face, delicately swiping over his eye. Disgust replaced the unease in his gut, travelling up to and constricting around his heart until he felt it’s rapid beats in his ears, it’s pulses in his chest. He tried to take a deep breath but found his lungs tight and unable to take in the oxygen he needed.

Levi closed his eyes, hoping that the darkness behind his eyelids would appear more friendly than the suddenly less cosy room, but he just made it infinitely worse. Breaths quickening, heart thundering, brain fogging, he knew exactly what was happening and yet it still felt like he was going to die here and now.

The slightest shuffle to his right had him freezing almost instantly. In his loss of control, he’d forgotten what, or rather who, was now sleeping beside him. Slowly turning his head, he was relieved to see you were still asleep, though your slight stir had been enough to bring him from his downward spiral. You’d shifted over, blanket tightening around your shoulder as you now faced him, still completely lost in your dreamworld, your face scrunching slightly before relaxing once again. You looked so peaceful, and yet here he was on the cusp of a panic attack whilst you slept so soundly beside him. He couldn’t help but feel selfish.

You would usually sleep on the left side before Levi sustained his injury, but had since swapped due to the fact it was less far to walk from the bed to the bathroom from the left side. You’d been so good to him, despite recovering from injuries yourself. Three long, jagged scars now marred your chest and stomach, a wound from one of the Jaw Titans you sustained during The Battle Between Heaven and Earth. A stupid fucking name for it, in his opinion. They weren’t deep, deep enough to scar, but not deep enough to endanger your life.

Gently detangling your body from the tightened covers, Levi lifted them from your sleeping form, just enough to see the top of the highest scars peaking above the collar of your nightshirt, indented in your skin starting from the dip between your left collarbone and shoulder. He knew where it led. Knew that this specific one ended just above your right pectoral, and knew the second one started at the top of the left side of your ribcage, just under your pectoral, and ended just below your ribcage on the right side. He knew the last one had sliced down from beneath your left ribcage and down to your right hip bone. He knew these scars. He’d held you close to him whilst clinging onto the back of Falco’s titan. He’d felt your slick blood soak through his shirt as he begged you to stay with him. That you’d nearly made it. He’d watched as they carted you away, stitched you up and laid you down to rest. And he hadn’t left your side since then, not that he could get very far anyway. He could barely make it to the bathroom by himself.

Speaking of which…

Levi sighed again, swinging one of his legs over the side of the bed, before shifting the other with the utmost caution and care. It had been over a month since the battle. Over a month since the injury, and he still hadn’t recovered properly. It was a fucking joke.

As silently as he could, Levi left you alone in the bed, limping his way to the bathroom like some wounded animal and it repulsed him. Gone were the days where he could walk smoothly, and gone were the days where he could leave his bed without waking anybody else up, unbeknownst to him.

Levi shut the door before lighting the candles, not wanting the gentle glow to stir you from your sleep, before turning to the mirror and immediately cringing upon his appearance. He wondered how you could still look at him without averting your gaze. He wondered how you were still able to maintain eye contact even though one of his was now clouded milk. He hadn’t seen any looks of pity on your face, but he couldn’t believe you didn’t feel like that. He couldn’t believe you could look at him and genuinely love him the same way you did before. Did you feel sorry for him? Were you only staying with him out of that pity he feared so much? Were you just waiting until tomorrow, where the two of you were finally going to escape this island, to tell him it was over, and you were moving on?

“Fuck…” he hated thinking like this. You weren’t that shallow, and even entertaining the fact that you were still with him out of some sort of charity you felt would make you go crazy. He could already picture your face, thunderclouds in your eyes as you asked him how the fuck he could think that after staying with him through thick and thin.

Little did he know the door had been opened behind him. So busy scrutinising his own face, he hadn’t noticed you in the reflection, leaning against the door frame, arms folded over your chest. He didn’t notice you until two arms wrapped around his waist, and your chin came to rest on his shoulder. You could feel his body jump slightly, though no shock showed on his face. Forever hiding his emotions. You looked into his reflected eyes, and though one window to his heart was now shut, the other still remained wide open for you.

“If you’re grumpy tomorrow because you didn’t get enough sleep I’m going to kick your ass.” you murmured into his neck, breathing in his freshly showered, clean smell. A smell that was distinctly him.

Levi huffed in gentle amusement, his hand encompassing your arm around his waist, before his eyes dropped to realise it was the wounded hand, and he promptly dropped it back down to his side. He avoided your gaze in the mirror, knowing you would have picked up on that little movement and knowing you would understand exactly what it meant. Exactly what he was thinking. He often found himself cursing you for knowing him so well.

“Do you find me–”

“If the end to that question is anything other than ‘gorgeous’ or ‘a pain in my ass’ then I really am going to kick you.” you interrupted, your arms tightening around him as your tone hardened. You were not about to let him think any different about himself just because of a few scars. “Do you find me hideous?” Levi whirled at the question, eyes searching your face in utter indignant shock at what you’d just asked.

“Stupid fucking question, no I don’t. Of course I don’t.” Even though you wanted nothing more than to be close to him right now, you pulled away, immediately missing his body warmth as you took a couple steps back, once again folding your arms over your chest.

“Why not? I’ve got scars. New and old. Physical and mental. How come you don’t find me hideous and yet you find it so easy to hate yourself.” Levi almost flinched. He was not expecting you to be quite that blunt, if he was being honest. He too took a step back, leaning against the sink basin as he mulled over your words. You’d trapped him in a box, knowing it was hypocritical of him to think the way he does about himself, and then think a completely different way about you. He knew how ridiculous that was, and yet…

“That’s not the same thing.” he muttered quietly, already anticipating your scoff of disbelief. And he wasn’t disappointed. Your loud huff almost made him smile, and he would have done, had he not been in the process of trying to prove a pointless point.

The soft padding of your feet had him raise his eyes, skin prickling with goosebumps as you hands trailed over his bare chest and up until your arms circled around his neck and you were once again resting your chin on his shoulder, only now the reflection in the mirror was your own.

“Levi, you had scars before I met you. We continued to gain scars together. Do you really believe I would all of a sudden find you grotesque to look at just because we gained a few more?”

“I think grotesque is a bit strong…”

“Answer the damn question.” placing your hands on his shoulders, you leant back to properly look at him, raising a brow at his continued silence. A thumb beneath his chin steered his gaze back to you, something he’d been desperately trying to avoid once again. With a heavy sigh, Levi admitted what you’d been waiting for.

“No…” though the quiet admission wasn’t enough for you.

“Sorry? I didn’t quite catch that? Could you speak a little louder for me?” Levi’s gaze narrowed, though he tried unsuccessfully to hide his little smirk at your antics.

“Fucking brat… No, I don’t think that.” he silently relished in your grin of triumph, adoring the way it lit up your eyes even in the low light. Your cheeky smile faded into something a little more genuine, something full of utter awe and adoration for the man in front of you. Something Levi recognised, causing him to look away a little awkwardly, still not knowing what to do when you look at him like that, with eyes so brimming with love.

When you brushed your lips against his, Levi instantly melted. And insecurities about his hand faded away as he placed them both on your waist, standing upright so you didn’t have to awkwardly lean on him anymore, though he kept most of his weight still on his uninjured knee. Your tongue swiped against his lower lip, silently asking for permission to enter, and it was less than a second before you were tasting the slight mint flavour of his mouth.

A low groan escaped his lungs when your fingers drifted up the back of his neck, gently scratching the coarse hairs of his undercut before firmly lodging themselves in his locks. You used that leverage to gingerly tilt his head up and to the side as you left his mouth, suckling and biting along his jaw and down the side of his neck, delivering a sharp nip to his pulse point and feeling it quicken beneath your tongue. A breath of your name urged you on, trusting him to keep his head tilted for easier access, your hands once again travelled the plains of his chest, nails gently dragging down his ribs as you felt him shiver beneath your touch.

Levi’s mind was blissfully blank, simply content to enjoy the feeling of your lips and teeth against his skin. He noticed how you always lingered on his scars, taking your time to run your tongue along the raised or dented skin, his breath hitching as you rambled about how beautiful he is against his collarbone, before your teeth sunk into his soft flesh and you sucked a blossoming bruise to the surface, and a grunted whine from his throat. He could feel his arousal stirring, his flannel bottoms doing nothing to conceal his steadily growing erection. You had this effect on him, you’d always had this effect on him, and ever since the war ended, he’d found a new appreciation for it.

You resurfaced to his face, a wicked smirk pulling at your lips. Clearly you’d also felt his stirring, your hand intertwining with his as you slowly and sensually pulled him from the bathroom. Levi raised a brow at the way you bit your lip in subdued excitement, though he tried to feign indifference, you could tell he wasn’t by the way his clothed cock continued to harden.

Stopping your movements, you let him catch up to you, his hands once again falling to your waist, his head dipping with the intention of delivering the same treatment to you as you just did to him, but you stopped him before he could. He hadn’t registered the fact you’d managed to slowly spin the two of you around, only realising when the back of his legs touched the bed behind him and you pushed, sending him falling onto the surprisingly plush mattress.

Pushing himself up onto his elbows, Levi raised a brow of aroused intrigue as you crawled up his body, immediately returning your teeth home to his neck, suckling like a hungry kitten against his soft skin. You heard his breath hitch, unable to contain your smile against his pulse point as you once again sucked.

Levi allowed his eyes to close, basking in your adoration as his hands landed on your waist with the intention of flipping you over. But in a moment of remarkable strength, you shoved those hands up above his head, pinning his wrists amongst the multitude of pillows you swore you needed to sleep properly. Confusion replaced arousal as he peered at you quizzically.

“Are we not–”

“No, we’re not. Just let me show you. Will you do that? Will you let me show you?” there was so much conviction in your voice, he was finding it hard to say no to. Not only that, but he was a little curious as to what you had planned. With his wrists still pinned with one hand, you brought the other down to gently caress the scar over his eye, the pads of your fingers ever so delicately soothing the healed wound, showing no hesitation in your touch.

“Show me what?” His voice was nothing more than a rasped whisper as he leaned into your hand down the side of his face, pressing a small kiss to your palm, his eyes never leaving your as he searched for your answer. But it came not in words, but rather in actions. Another one of you coy little smirks pulled at your lips as you let go of his wrists, trusting him to keep them there for now, before your head dipped back down to the side of his neck, your breath ghosting up his skin. You paused by his ear, gently tugging on his lobe with your teeth just to hear the sweet gasp he drew.

“Let me show you how beautiful you are.” your tone was deliberately breathy, enjoying the way he shivered beneath you. You had to show him. It had become your personal mission now. To make him feel every pulse of you aching admiration for him. Your lips fell back against his jugular, nipping at his Adam’s apple before dragging your touch down his chest. Electricity sparked at your fingertips as you rolled one of his nipples in between your thumb and forefinger, the other now enveloped in your mouth, encouraging the softest whimpers from the back of his throat with your tongue, flicking and playing with the pebbled sensitivity.

You failed to stifle a chuckle at his heated choke when you both bit and pinched with your mouth and hand, feeling the result of your attention where you straddled his hips jolt in anticipation. Removing your mouth from his chest, you admired the string of saliva connecting the two of you as you brought your thumb to smear your spit across his pecs, glancing up to his pleasure contorted features. Brows pulled up into a pinched arch, his lips sandwiched between his teeth when he wasn’t gasping or whining. The slightest flush had just started to creep across his cheeks and down his neck when he cracked his eyes open, partly curious to see why you’d stopped, and partly to convey just how much he wanted you to keep going.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Levi. So pretty. My pretty boy.” you murmured as you slunk down his body, his hips bucked slightly in response to your words, desperate for you to keep up your ministrations, but you weren’t done worshipping him yet. Your fingers skirted around the hem of his bottoms, snapping the elastic against his hips before dipping your thumbs inside the flannel fabric. Not to provide any stimulation, but rather to massage and sooth his already tensing muscles. You wanted him to relax and enjoy this.

You dragged the clothing down with you the further you crawled, guiding the elasticated hem over his thighs, smirking at his hitch of breath as his cock sprung free, before removing them completely. But you didn’t head straight for the main event, instead you turned your attention to his calves, your hands kneading the muscles either side of your hips as you knelt between his legs. Bending down, you placed the gentlest of kisses against the scars on his knee. A wound you knew hurt so much more than any of the others simply for what it had done to him. You knew he hated those scars more than the ones on his hand, or his face. Because this one made him slower, made him less reactive, less dangerous. Less capable of protecting you. And he hated it.

You whispered soft affirmations against the mangled joint, each one going straight to his heart, reassurance deftly unwrapping the constrictions of doubt he’d had suffocating his thoughts as you moved up his leg, biting into the soft flesh of his inner thigh. Levi’s eyes flew open at the tender hurt, another sharp gasp flying from his disobedient lips. He could have sworn he shut them earlier, but as you closed in on where he needed you most, he didn’t have the capacity to mull it over. That was, until you bypassed his aching length all together, and started on his other thigh.

Rising up on his elbows and peering down at you, Levi just managed to stifle a whimper long enough to ask;

“Wh-what are you doing?”

A question that earned himself a quiet chuckle in response, followed by another graze of your teeth against his supple flesh. It wasn’t until he looked down did he realise what you were actually doing. You were following the marks left by his ODM gear. Now he’d noticed, he couldn’t help but think that should have been obvious beforehand, however that was just another effect you had on him. He lost all perception of the obvious whenever you knelt between his thighs.

“Just… feel.” you instructed, resurfacing to gently push against his slick chest, nestling him back against the mattress before you resubmerged yourself beneath his pleading wants. “Everything about you is so fucking perfect. Everything. Your face, your body, your scars, your heart. There’s not a single thing I would change about you Levi. Not a single thing.” Levi found himself returning his gaze to the ceiling, not quite knowing how to respond. A deeper blush darkened across his already cherry-blossom cheeks, closing his eyes to simply do as you instructed. To simply feel.

Although his lasted all of two seconds before your fingertips grazed the underside of his length, and Levi’s hips bucked once again, a soft curse falling from his untamed mouth as your palm encased the base of his cock, though you still hadn’t moved, content to just let him stew in his arousal and the precum that was now leaking from his tip.

Back in the Scouts, Levi Ackerman was known for his restraint. He was known for his patience and stoicism, but with you finally giving him what he’d craved all evening, all that was left of this reputation was thrown out of your private window. The bed below him dipped as he tried to manually apply some friction, attempting to move your hand up his shaft by withdrawing his hips as much as he could, but this only resulted in you gripping his harder, a soft moan drawn from his lungs along with the rest of his breath. He was getting needy.

“Please? Please. I need you. Show me… show me, please.” you knew exactly what he was asking for, and though your instinct was to make him beg further, you ignored that in favour of your original objective. You knew exactly what he was asking for.

Show me how good you can make me feel.

With a steady, confident hand, you began to pump his shaft, forcefully dragging out those erotic, airy groans with little mercy, his hips moving in time with your hand. Though your grip was firm, the palm of your hand was remarkably soft for somebody who’d spent the best part of their life fighting. With the lubrication of his own slick, you relished in the slight squelch of your movements dancing and mingling with his lewd whimpers of your name, that same expression from before returning only this time, his mouth hung open. A gateway for all those sinful noises you adored to pull from him.

For example, the pitiful, desperate mewl he made as you pulled your hand from his length, tapping his thigh slightly to get as much attention as you could from a man who was already losing his mind.

“Need you at the edge of the bed, make it easier for me, yeah?” you knew he would comply anyway, but you made sure to always ask. Levi nodded vaguely, sitting up and letting you pull him down until his feet touched the cold floor, either side of your knees as you sat on your heels. You were careful to avoid his injured joint, happily planting one more kiss against the scarred flesh before returning your attention back to his throbbing cock. You settled your hand back around the base, allowing your thumb to trace and apply pressure to the most prominent vein underside his shaft. Levi fell back once again with a low moan, one hand fisting his hair as subtle ecstasy started to replace the borderline painful ache of his pulsing length.

Your supple palm rested atop his tip, drawing soft circles with your entire hand, before your grip tightened and you massaged in those same circular motions, your middle fingers gathering the precum at his slit before spreading it around his sensitive head.

“Fuck…” his curse was almost inaudible, hips rising to grind against your touch. There was something carnal about not being able to see what you were doing. Not knowing where or how you would touch him next. He made a scribbled mental note to bring up blindfolds with you later, before it was hastily shoved aside by yet another thrum of pleasure through his veins, his heartbeat quickening with every slight movement.

Levi’s chest inflated as your tongue came in contact with his shaft, his tip now a fountain, leaking with every intense pulse of his arousal. You dragged your pointed muscle along that very same vein your thumb was teasing earlier, listening to the pitchy whines of his lust before circling his head, your hand replacing what you’d left behind, smearing your saliva along his cock.

A gentle groan left your own lips as his fingers threaded into your hair, anchoring himself to the dock of your scalp, lest he be carried above the clouds by your malleable tongue. You grinned against him, lapping the precum from his tip before sloppily kissing the head of his cock like you would his lips, your attention leaving him cross-eyed and bursting with need.

Levi’s other hand scrunched the sheets below him as you finally wrapped your mouth around his bulging tip, a flurry of broken moans spurring you on as you firmly pumped what you refused to put in your mouth. For now, at least. All your teasing and building had left him stupid, able to think of nothing else but his torturous need for release. His hips thrust gently, rhythmically into your mouth and you held your tongue out for him, helping him on his way. Before you took that away from him as well. Pushing against his hip bone, you refused to let him move as you once again enveloped his cockhead in your mouth, and sucked. Hard.

“Sh-shit! Fuh-fuck, oh fuck keep– nngh, keep going. Pl’please, keep going.” there was nothing quite as arousing as listening to him beg. You weren’t even trying and yet your good boy was pleading with you. A savage smirk spread across your glistening lips as you pulled off him, emptying his chest of another pitiful mewl.

“Only if you acknowledge how fucking perfect you are.” you mused, idly circling the now shining tip of his cock with your middle finger, watching in amusement as he tried to get you to continue by thrusting into your touch. Glancing up his sweat slickened chest, you watch his brows furrowed in concentrated heat, clearly debating whether the admission was worth the mind-shattering orgasm he knew you were going to give him. As if to sway his decision, you poked your tongue back out, delivering a few kitten licks up his shaft.

“O-okay, okay fuckin’... fine! …mperfect…” you quirked a brow, sitting up on your knees to really take in the visual before you. Your partner, all splayed out on the best, chest heaving, sweat beading, muscles shaking. But his face, oh his face; brows pinched up, eyelids fluttering, his cheeks all flushed and rosy for you. That muscle in his jaw quivering in a battle between his defiance and need. One you wouldn’t mind interfering in. Leaning across his chest, you pulled at his shoulder to get him to sit up, giggling slightly as his head got left behind a little, before he was faced with the picture of you kneeling between his thighs once again, looking up at him. His hand left your hair to cup your face, thumb running across your bottom lip as you smiled softly, leaning into his touch. A hiss left his teeth as you dipped to lick his cock, before quirking your brow again.

“You’re what?” you asked, smirking like the brat you both knew you were. Levi huffed a sigh, a hand threading through his own hair as he rolled his eyes in acceptance. You always got your way.

“I’m perfe– oh fuck! Fuck…!” he couldn’t even finish his sentence before you’d completely devoured his length, his head brushing the back of your throat as you swallowed around him, provoking cries of your name to fly from his pretty lips.

Hands on his hips, you kept him upright as you bobbed your head along his length, hollowing your cheeks, flicking your tongue, pulling out every trick in the book you knew would get him there. One of your palms snaked down his hip bone, kneading and massaging his balls just to hear another one of those whimpered groans you couldn’t get enough of. Sex saturated the air, thickening the steady breaths you took through your nose as you held him in your throat, doing nothing but swallowing around him.

“S-stop… you’re gonna make me fucking– h’haa’ah, make me fucking cum if you d-do that… gonna make me cum…!” so, naturally, you continued. Your tongue massaging circles along the underside of his length as you continued to just swallow, your teary eyes drinking in his fucked out appearance above you, his own wide and unblinking as he watched you. Until your pace increased tenfold.

Levi threw his head back, eyes rolling into his skull as you furiously fucked his length into your mouth, your hand still fondling and massaging his balls until all he could think about, all he could feel, was you. And the tightening coil in his stomach snapping so forcefully he didn’t know if you could take it.

“C-cumming…! Cumming! Sh-shit oh f’fuck! Fuck! I’m cumming i’m cu’a-haah, haaa’ah, shit!” you relished in the way his voice broke alongside his cries, pitchy and breathy as you felt his length pulse against his tongue, ropes of his cum coating your muscle as you drank his release as he came hard, his thighs quivering beneath your grip, one of his hands braced behind him so he wouldn’t fall, the other clenching and unclenching against your scalp as you sucked him through the throes of pleasure, draining his heavy balls of all he had to give.

Warmth spread throughout his chest as his high clouded his mind, hips stuttering against your face as you blew him into overstimulation, jolts of pain-laced pleasure shocked his system as he begged for you to come away, to let him recover.

You didn’t listen.

Not for a few more seconds anyway, content to listen to him cry as you continued to flick your tongue over his weeping slit. Content to feel him squirm in your grasp, hands desperate to pull you off his length. Content to watch the few tears leave his clenched eyes, broken pleas falling so easily from his mouth anyone would have thought you hadn’t let him cum.

But, you had been merciful tonight, giving him what he wanted for minimal return. You chuckled at his gasp of relief when you removed yourself from his length with a pop, making sure to leave him as clean as you found him before grinning up at your exhausted partner as he fell back against the mattress.

“Levi? You okay…?” you asked, clambering up over his body to rest your chin on his chest, peering up at his through concerned, curious eyes, wondering whether you’d fucked him to death or not. But when he slowly returned your gaze, dragging the back of his hand down the side of your cheek and smiling imperceptibly at you, you knew he was alright.

“Sleep…” he murmured to your quiet amusement, grunting non-commitantly as you brushed his bangs back to gently press a kiss to his forehead before attempting to drag him back up the bed and to the clouded sky of pillows you shared. Levi curled in on you, instantly finding his place nestled into your neck as your arms wrapped around him, securing him against your body.

His groan held no heat as you threaded your hands through his locks, not to stir him but rather to soothe him, and he was content to simply fall asleep there, safe in your loving embrace.

“I love you, my perfect boy,” you whispered into his hair, smiling as you heard another hum that sounded suspiciously like ‘I love you too…’ before you too were enveloped in the comfort of sleep.

#levi x you #aot x you #captain levi #levi #levi ackerman x you #levi aot #levi attack on titan #levi x reader #levi x y/n #snk levi #levi ackerman #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman x reader #levi smut #aot x y/n #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #aot smut #snk x y/n #snk x you #snk fanfiction

[moonpiies]

CLASS 1A X READER WITH A QUIRK LIKE DEADPOOL

this was not requested

pairing: class 1A x reader

warning(s): cursing, bleeding, loss of finger, 4th wall breaking

note: pls send requests im very bored

you’re a new student and everyone is excited to meet you and know what your quirk is and like you give them an idea but they’ve never seen you lose a limb or anything

so one night you’re in the kitchen helping with dinner and you’re like tryna cut the vegetables up really fast and then boom your finger is gone and blood is all over the cutting board

and everyone is panicking and trying to stop your bleeding and you’re just like🧍‍♀️”guys i feel fine”

“WHAT THE FUCK?????”

“OMG ARE YOU OKAY????”

“yeah i—”

“SOMEONE GET AIZAWA”

your finger grows back after a while and everyone is like 😧

you explain to them again that if you lose any of your limbs including your head they just grow back

and then they eventually found out that you apparently talk to people beyond this world

“that’s why you should always watch each other’s back”

“who the hell are you talking to?!”

“them! Obviously🙄” *iterally points to the sky*

“did you hit your head or something??”

bakugou thinks you’re crazy

aside from the fact that you always talked to yourself they think you’re pretty weird cool

#izuku midoria x reader #bakugou x reader #class 1 a x reader #deadpool #mha x reader #pls send requests #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia x you

[satoriberry]

Hiii! Can I pleaseeeeee request a s/o who is an artist but they are in a art block or just lack of any motivation and they need help being inspired with Akaashi, kita, tsukishima, and any character of you’re choice :) pls and thank you!

‣ Currently growing: Assisting their S/O out of art block!

‣ Pairings: Akaashi Keiji + Kita Shinsuke + Tsukishima Kei x GN!Reader

‣ Watch out for: Nothing! Happy reading :D

‣ Berry's note: Hellololo!! thank you for sending in your request! Im only doing these 3 cause I cant really come up with a 4th character :] For anyone waiting for their matchups, I'm really sorry for being late. I'm out for school an average of 11 hours a day and im prioritising normal requests rn :(( but since it's almost the weekend, ill work on the matchups!

• Akaashi Keiji:

- I feel like asking Akaashi will send him deep into thought because he wants to come up with a multitude of solutions. Yeah, he's that invested in helping you <3

- If you're experiencing a loss of motivation, he'd first ask you to not force yourself/overwork yourself to the point of burnout (looks after you <3).

- You need inspiration? He's got you. I like to think Akaashi is a pretty creative person (cause he practically is), so he'll come up with things that you could draw.

- He'll imagine stuff for you, and ask you to draw it. It's like mini drawing requests at random times. He could randomly wake up one day and ask you, "Y/N, can you draw me a mug with a cat inside it. I want to set it as my phone background."

- He likes to praise you for your skills even you don't think they're that much. "Wow Y/N, the shading looks so nice in here :)" "That eye looks really realistic" "You're so good at drawing expressions". He assumes that complimenting your art will give you enough energy to get going again.

- If he had to be honest, he doesn't know what's the best way to help. So his go-to method is showing you just how good you are at what you do, and that losing creativity doesn't mean you shouldn't draw.

- Will pose for you so you can draw him. I'm not kidding. Whether it's digital, traditional, painting or whatever, he'll strike a pose out of no where and be like, "Draw me like one of your French girls. Or Japanese boys, to be more accurate."

- It's very outlandish of him, but whatever it takes to help his lovely partner get their creativity back <3.

• Kita Shinsuke:

- Kita has a more logical approach to this, unsurprisingly.

- If he ever sees you blandly staring at your ceiling, your drawing material next to you and a hopeless expression on your face, his first thought is always "Y/N's creativity is running out. Time to assist :)"

- He'll put away your drawing tools, cut up some fruit for you and sit next to you so he can know exactly what's the problem.

- His no.1 solution is taking you on dates. Yeah, that's his best approach. He thinks that spending time together will help you find your inspiration along the way.

- Movies, amusement parks, art galleries, you name it. He takes you to places that feed your imagination.

- If you're the kind that has art block but then gets a fuck ton of ideas when you're not drawing, he's your man. Kita has a habit of always checking up on you by asking, "How are you doing right now, Y/N?" and a lot of the times, he'll add "Have you been coming up with a new art idea? :]". And if you do have a bunch of new ideas in mind, you better believe his notes app is ready so that he could write all of it down.

- Now when you're lost and have nothing to draw, he opens his phone and lists a bunch of things you could draw. Kita always plans ahead <33

• Tsukishima Kei:

-Similarly to Kita, he tries to find a logical way to help you out when you're unable to draw anything.

- Before helping, he'll tease you about it most definitely. In a loving way of course, Tsukishima swore he'll never say that could hurt you.

- No but it's so funny to him. "Just come up with an idea?" is what he always says with a shit-eating grin on his face, thinking he's so fucking funny AHAHAHAHA HILARIOUS

- But, he always has one way to help, and that's by taking you to museums and art galleries. He loves those a lot, and they're "places where the human mind can generate a variety of new thoughts". Yes, he said those exact words when you asked him why he wanted to take you to the new art gallery.

- He takes you there, hoping that the art pieces and statues would give you inspiration. If it works, he'll feel proud of himself but he won't show it, maybe just a tiny smile and a squeeze to your hand (that he's been holding the entire time of course 🙄).

- If it doesn't, he'll tell you that sometimes, you're not always going to be able to do something and that's ok.

- He takes you back home and the first thing he does is find a nice movie for the two of you. He finds those helpful when "his brain isn't working well, it feeds his knowledge". Yes, those exact words again.

- Overall, Tsukishima tries to help distract you from the lack of motivation and inspiration, like a short break from art, until you're 100% ready to draw again. He's more of a "wait until it disappears" person than a "try your hardest to fix it right away" kind of guy <3.

‣ Berry's after-writing note: AAAAA IM SO SORRY FOR ANSWERING LATE T-T!! I got so busy with school and didnt touch my inbox for a good 2 days. I really hope you like these, and thank you again for requesting!!! :]

#haikyuu!! #hq!! #akaashi x reader #kita x reader #tsukishima x reader #Akaashi Keiji #Kita Shinsuke #Tsukishima Kei #berry.requests <3

[fanfics4all]

Sobering Up

Request: Yes / No girl pls write more for draco including smut and fluff. im all for this man.. Anon

Requests are closed <3 Have a nice day/night

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

Word count: 3298

Warnings: Smut!

Y/N: Your Name

Y/N/N: Your Nickname

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My cousin’s wedding was coming up and I no longer had a date. My now ex-boyfriend had been cheating on me with my roommate for a month before I caught them. My parents didn’t know that I had broken up with him, but they also didn’t know who he was yet. They were supposed to meet him at the wedding. We were going home in a week and I had to face my parents soon. I flopped down on the couch in the common room and groaned. “What’s got you all worked up?” Someone said and I looked up to see none other than Draco Malfoy, my best friend. “Well, as I’m sure you’ve heard Nathan cheated on me with my bloody roommate and now I don’t have a date to my cousin’s wedding.” I huffed and placed a pillow on top of my head, groaning once again. “Oh Y/N/N, I’m sorry.” He said sitting down next to me. “It’s alright, he really wasn’t worth it as you told me.” I gave him a small smirk. “So then what’s the problem?” He asked confused. “I told you, I don’t have a date for my cousin’s wedding! My parents were supposed to meet Nathan for the first time then and now they’ll just think I was lying to them!” I said and he chuckled slightly. “Just explain to them that the git cheated on you.” He shrugged and I shook my head. “My parents will just think I’m lying and that I never actually had a boyfriend in the first place.” I said and sighed. “So your parents don’t know anything about who your boyfriend is?” He asked with a raise of his brow. “No, why?” I asked, also raising my brow in confusion. “Well then, why don’t I just accompany you to the wedding and pretend to be your boyfriend?” He asked with a slight smirk. My eyes widened, why didn’t I think of that! “Draco! You’re a bloody genius!” I said and hugged him. “I know darling.” He laughed. “Are you sure you’re okay with this though? You really don’t have to.” I said, pulling away from him. “Of course, if I wasn’t I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t okay with it.” He chuckled again. “Good point.” I smiled. It was finally the night of the wedding and Draco had agreed to meet me at the venue. I was nervous that my parents wouldn’t believe we were dating, but I trusted Draco to sell it with me. “So Y/N, where is this boyfriend of yours?” My Mother asked. “He should be here soon.” I smiled, biting back my nerves. “Y/N!” I turned and saw Draco walking over to us and I smiled. “I’m sorry I’m a bit late, love.” He said and kissed my cheek. “You didn’t miss anything important.” I giggled. “Mother, Father, this is my boyfriend, Draco Malfoy.” I introduced him. “Darling, why didn’t you just tell us you were dating the Malfoy son?” My Father asked. “She probably wanted to keep it a surprise.” My Mother said with a huge smile. “It’s lovely to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Y/L/N.” Draco said, shaking hands with my Father. “How are your parents? We haven’t seen them in a few years.” My Mother asked. “They’re both well, Father’s been busy with work and Mother is happy that we’re all back together for a few weeks.” He answered. “Well now that you two are dating, perhaps we can all get together for dinner soon.” My Father said. “I’ll talk to my parents, perhaps during this break.” Draco answered and I felt the nervousness returning. Would we have to fake our relationship for longer than just tonight? “Right, well we should probably go sit down before we miss the wedding.” I said. My parents nodded and walked off to their seats. “Your parents seem happy.” Draco commented as we followed. “Well of course they are, you’re a bloody Malfoy. I’ve just given them the best news in the world.” I sighed. “Then what’s wrong?” He asked confused. “What’s wrong is we might have to keep this up for the rest of our lives.” I sighed. “You’re exaggerating, love.” He chuckled as we sat down and I bit my lip. My stomach was doing flips at Draco’s new nickname, maybe this was a bad idea. The ceremony was absolutely beautiful. I could only hope my wedding was as beautiful as my cousin’s was. Now it was the best part, the reception! There was an open bar and Draco and I were allowed to drink. I always loved fire whiskey and I intended to drink my nerves away. Draco on the other hand, was not drinking as much as I was. 

“Love I think you should slow down, you don’t want to get too drunk and be the one to ruin the wedding.” Draco said and I sighed. 

“I suppose you’re right, however, I think we’re a little past that.” I giggled and he sighed with a small smirk. 

“Come on then, let’s find you a place to sober up a bit.” He said and helped me out of the large room. Draco walked me down a hall and leaned me against the wall. 

“Stay here, do not move.” He said and I nodded. Draco walked off and I started zoning out. Draco returned a few moments later and wrapped his arm around my waist. He led me further down the hall and stopped at a door. Draco pulled out a key and unlocked the door. The two of us walked into the hotel room and I collapsed onto the bed. 

“I got this room for the night, so you can sober up for a little then we can go back to the party.” He said and sat on one of the chairs. It was quite warm in the room and I also just wanted this dress off of me right now. I stood up and struggled to get it off me. 

“What are you doing?” He asked. 

“It’s hot and I want this stupid dress off me!” I groaned and finally got it off. I laid back on the bed now in just my bra, underwear, and kicked off my heels. 

“Y/N, you should really cover up.” He said and I looked over with a smile. 

“Why? What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” I asked and saw he was looking away from me. 

“N-Nothing, but you shouldn’t be so exposed in front of me.” He said and had a slight pink tint on his cheeks. 

“You’re my fake boyfriend so I think it’s fine.” I shrugged and laid back down. Draco walked over and laid next to me. 

“So because I’m faking being your boyfriend, you think it’s alright for me to see your body?” He whispered in my ear. 

“I wouldn’t want anyone else to.” I whispered back. A smirk formed on his beautiful face. 

“Good girl.” He whispered and kissed my temple. Those simple words sent a shiver down my spine. Draco’s hand began to travel up my thighs, stopping when he reached my black lace panties. 

“Spread your thighs.” He demanded. I spread my legs slightly and rested my hands at my sides, not really knowing what to do with them. Draco began rubbing me through my panties, watching my face the entire time. I locked my eyes with his, lust growing more and more with each little movement. He was only lightly teasing me, but my panties were soaked with my arousal. 

“Take off your panties and hand them to me.” He said, taking his hand away. I frowned at the loss of contact. 

“Now, Y/N.” He said, only turning me on more. I shifted slightly and slowly slid them down my smooth legs. Draco began slowly running his hand up my side and towards my breasts. When I finally got my underwear off I handed them over to him and he smirked. 

“That’s my good girl. Now, try to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?” He asked and I nodded. His hand slid back to my pussy and parted my lips, coating his fingers in my wetness. Two of his fingers began slowly making circles around my swollen clit. I bit my lip as I tried hard to contain myself. I had no idea what to do with my hands or where I should look, so I simply put my hands to my sides and closed my eyes, letting the intense pleasure wash over me. I felt his hands go lower and slowly pushed two fingers inside me. I gasped, not used to fingers other than my own. I couldn’t help but groan at the feeling. 

“Shh, we wouldn’t want anyone to hear us, now would we?” Draco said and I threw my head back and sighed. He began to push his fingers in and out of me as his thumb paid attention to my clit. As he picked up the pace I was getting closer, my hips rocked back and forth, accidentally letting out a few squeaks. I felt like I couldn’t breath, like Draco was stealing all my oxygen. I felt like I was on fire, like there was a heat building that couldn’t be controlled by anyone. I never felt like this before, never been pushed this far. Draco picked up the speed even more and I could no longer hold back. I lightly gasped for the air I couldn’t get into my lungs, gyrating my hips against the bed. Just as I felt my pussy clench Draco pulled his fingers out quickly. I cried out in disappointment, but before I could protest any further Draco pushed his fingers between my pouting lips. 

“Suck.” He simply said. I frowned, but slowly began sucking my own juices off of his fingers. I began lightly licking and when Draco removed his fingers, I rolled the taste of myself around in my mouth and realized I didn’t dislike it as much as I thought I would have. 

“Are you ready to receive your punishment?” He asked and I looked at him confused. 

“You weren’t quite like I told you to be.” He cleared up and I bit my lip. 

“Yes sir.” I whispered and he smirked. 

“Get on your knees, love, kneel for me like a good girl.” He said sternly. I slowly slid off the bed and dropped down to my knees, not daring to question him. I smirked up at him slightly and spread my thighs as wide as I could then sat back on my heels, pushing my chest out. Draco smiled down at me. 

“Good girl.” He said simply as he brushed my shoulders pulling my hair behind me. I noticed his dick making a sizable tent in his pants and I knew he couldn’t hold back any longer. He bent down and grasped my chin. 

“You’re going to suck me off right now.” He said and let got on my face, straightened himself back out. 

“Undo my belt and pants, Y/N.” He stated. I slowly reached up and began unbuckling his black leather belt. I fumbled with the buttons on his pants as my hand shook slightly with anticipation. When I was done undoing his pants I slowly pulled them down his thighs. When I reached up and grasped the seams of his boxers I looked up into Draco’s eyes for approval. He simply nodded and smiled at me. As his boxers slid down his legs, his dick sprung out and bobbed up and down in front of me. Draco watched me as I unconsciously licked my lips at little as I stared at his huge member. 

“Start by licking me. Use your hands to play with my balls. Then-” I cup him off as I lunged forward eagerly and started lapping at his sensitive skin. I reached up and began gently fondling his balls as I slowly and lightly licked from his base to his tip. When I reached his head I licked around and sucked here and there. I pulled back slightly and wrapped my lips around the head of his dick glancing back up into his eyes through my lashes once again discreetly asking if what I was doing was okay. As I began sucking lightly on his dick, I swirled my tongue around and lapped at his dick hole, exploring what got him more excited. Draco groaned, reaching forward and grasping some of my hair.  

“Start bobbing your head up and down. Suck me and use your tongue to stimulate me even more.” He said. I slowly started taking in more of his shaft and was forced to widen my jaw a bit more. My tongue swirled around as much as possible as I began sucking lightly. As I came back up slowly I found I had more use of my tongue then. Draco let me slowly explore and find out what works for me. Once I fell into my own rhythm of sucking and lapping, he began using my hair to set my pace. He pulled and pushed me and I became more animated, sucking harder and slightly tugging on his balls more. He watched me as half his dick disappeared into my mouth and came back out. Draco slowed my pace down and slowly pushed his dick back into my mouth, watching every inch slowly disappear. He groaned as I sucked harder than I had before when I got back to the tip of his dick. Draco couldn’t hold back anymore and began to make the pace faster than I had expected. Draco began fucking my face and I struggled to keep up. Quickly though, I matched up and added more stimulation to please him. Draco pushed further and watched as I fought my gag reflex, I could tell he enjoyed the tears that began forming in my eyes. 

“Swallow, Y/N.” He demanded and I knew he would cum soon. I prepared myself and sucked harder and harder hoping to get him to cum hard. All of a sudden he grunted out loud and slammed his dick into my mouth as far as I could take it, gagging me. A hot stream of cum shot into my mouth and throat. I worked hard to swallow it all. Draco shot a large load and I let a few drops slip out of my mouth, dribbling down my chin. When Draco pulled out of my mouth he grabbed the base of his dick and held it back up to my lips. 

“Clean me. Lick up and down like you had when you started and get all the cum off me.” He said. I licked gently and soon sat back on my heels once more, awaiting the next command. He reached over and scooped up the remaining cum on my chin. Draco placed his fingers in front of my lips and I opened. I sucked the cum off his fingers and looked up into his passion filled eyes. Draco leaned down and placed the first passionate kiss onto my lips. Draco pulled back and I pouted, begging for more. 

“Are you horny?” He asked with a smirk. I nodded in response, not trusting my voice at the moment. 

“What should we do about that?” He wondered with a smirk. I groaned in response, it was obvious I was on fire. 

“Get on the bed on your back and spread your legs wide for me.” He said. I quickly moved into position and once again slightly began fidgeting with the lack of knowledge of what to do with my hands. 

“Place your hands flat against the bed, stretched towards your ankles. Do not move.” Draco instructed with a bit of a threatening tone. Draco got down on his knees in front of my pussy and coated his fingers in my wetness once again. I was leaking everywhere, already making a puddle on the bed. He didn’t waste any time and pushed two fingers into me hard. He began pumping his fingers in and out of me roughly at a fast pace. I arched my back and gasped slightly at the pressure. When Draco added another finger to the mix, circling my clit fast and hard, I couldn’t help but move my hands and moan loudly. Draco stopped rubbing my clit for a moment and grabbed my hands, pushing them together. 

“Lock them together.” He said quickly. Reaching into his back pocket he pulled out my black lace panties and balled them up in his hand. He bent over me and bit me on the neck. I let out a surprised gasp and Draco quickly shoved my soaked panties into my mouth, gagging me. 

“These will keep you quiet.” He stated with a smile as I yelled out a muffled protest. Draco went back down and began pumping his fingers faster after replacing his finger on my sensitive clit. As Draco continued roughly fingering me, he watched as I squirmed and went wild beneath him. I wasn’t able to control the bucking of my body, there was no stopping the orgasm that was approaching. I was getting close as I moaned back to back. Right as I was about to cum Draco picked up the pace just a little faster. I shut my eyes enjoying the pleasure Draco was giving to me. 

“Open your eyes, Y/N.” He growled. My eyes shot up and looked straight at the man who was setting my body on fire. I screamed as everything hit me. My whole body tensed and I shook with pleasure. Draco kept pumping as my wetness leaked everywhere and I bucked beneath him. He kept pumping hard and fast as my eyes rolled into the back of my head and I screamed as loud as I could. When I finally came down from the greatest orgasm I’ve ever had I felt like I was on a cloud, weak but relaxed. Draco leaned over me and removed my panties from my mouth. He kissed me once more gently and then scooped me into his arms. He let me rest for a moment as my breathing went back to normal. I felt relaxed and safe as I buried my head into his chest. 

“Ready to go back?” He whispered softly. I could only nod my head. 

“Come on, let’s get you dressed.” He said and helped me get presentable. Draco grabbed my hand, but before we left the room I stopped him. 

“Where did all that come from?” I asked and he blushed. 

“Do you want me to be honest?” He asked and I nodded. 

“I’ve always fancied you Y/N, why do you think I offered to be your fake boyfriend?” He asked and my eyes widened, but I smirked. 

“Are you saying the great Draco Malfoy has a crush on me?” I teased slightly and he rolled his eyes. 

“Come on, let’s get back to the party.” He grumbled, but I stopped him once again. 

“I fancy you too Draco, who do you think I let you take control?” I whispered in his ear and pulled back with a smirk. His face was shocked to say the least. My smirk grew and I walked out of the room. 

“Well, are you coming or not?” I called and heard him rush to catch up with me. 

“You planned all that?” He asked shocked and I smirked. 

“The party was getting a bit boring, don’t you think?” I asked and he smirked.

 “You weren’t drunk, were you?” He asked. 

“Suppose you’ll never know.” I said and pulled him onto the dance floor. I believe it’s safe to say that we were no longer faking our relationship. 

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[titsuya]

# rulez 4 requesting + what i do(not) write ⋋_⋌ !

# REQUESTS

↝ please be specific with a request ! character + prompt + sfw/nsfw— if your req doesn’t have these main components, it’ll be deleted

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↝ please look at what i DO & DON’T write before sending a req

↝ my reqs are OPEN ! my inbox is also open for thirsts and chit chat :) just send them to my ask box!

# i DO write !

nsfw content including the following:

↝ cum play ↝ breeding kink <3 ↝ daddy!kink <3

↝ pet play ↝ exhibitionism/ voyeurism ↝ size kink

↝ watersports ↝ heavy dumbification & degradation

↝ praise ↝ impact play ↝ dom/sub themes

↝ threesomes/GANGBANGS !!! ↝ FEMDOM

↝ corruption/virginity loss ↝ breath play ↝ spitting <3

↝ pretty much anything unless stated otherwise*

dark content including the following:

↝ dubcon/noncon ↝ consensual noncon ↝ somnophilia

↝ knife play <3 ↝ gunplay ↝ incest (psuedo for now !)

↝ ++, mostly anything unless stated otherwise*

sfw content** including the following:

↝ hurt/ comfort

↝ fluff pieces

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# i DO NOT write !

⟿ any form of self harm

⟿ requests with reader who has a specific apperance

⟿ straight angst (i need comfort bc im sensitive)

⟿ character x character content

⟿ anything abt body issues or eating disorders

⟿ scat ⟿ vomit ⟿ lactation ⟿ feet ⟿ abuse

⟿ pregnant!reader ⟿ mentions of having a family nd kids***

# characters i write for !

HAIKYUU !!

INARIZAKI

⤻ suna rintarō <3 ⤻ miya atsumu <3

⤻ miya osamu ⤻ kita shinsuke

NEKOMA

⤻ kozume kenma ⤻ kuroo tetsurou

FUKURODANI

⤻ bokuto koutarou <3 ⤻ akaashi keiji ⤻ konoha akinori

SHIRATORIZAWA

⤻ ushijima wakatoshi ⤻ semi eita

KARASUNO

⤻ sugawara koushi

ABOA JOHSAI

⤻ oikawa tooru ⤻ iwaizumi hajime <3 (god anything)

⤻ hanamaki takahiro ⤻ matsukawa issei

ITACHIYAMA

⤻ sakusa kiyoomi <3

JJK !!

⤻ fushiguro toji ⤻ gojo satoru ⤻ nanami kento

⤻ toge inumaki*****

⤻ fushiguro megumi ⤻ itadori yuuji

TOKYO REVENGERS !! %

⤻ sano “mikey” manjiro ⤻ ryuguji “draken” ken

⤻ mitsuya takashi ⤻ matsuno chifuyu

⤻ hanemiya kazutora ⤻ hanma shuji

⤻ haitani rindou ⤻ haitani ran

⤻ sanzu haruchiyo

MORE TO BE ADDED !!

please do not request characters that are not on this list !

* - these are subject to change as i continue to write !

** - pls don’t interact with my acct if ur not 18+

***- during sex is alright!!! just writing about physically having kids or a family outside of sex isnt something i wanna do !!

***** - literally will write any request for him, toge inumaki is the love of my life

<3 - personal favorites and ill be taking requests for them first (easier to write for me)

#TITSUYA!

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pls oh god of fics pls grant thee touch starved Shane and oblivious Ryan in shyan ship *bows down* (i sent one before and donno if u actually got it cuz it showed error so im sending in another try)

I didn’t get your other ask unfortunately, but this is an idea I’ve been wanting to write like 10k for, but I know I’ll never have the energy. So it’s a little ficlet instead.

CW: Includes post-kidnapping, malnutrition, and an embarrassing lack of touching for a touch-starved prompt.

*

Shane disappears on September 17th. Ryan only remembers because they’d been scheduled to shoot an episode of Weird and/or Wonderful World and he’d had to eventually make the uncomfortable call to the Los Angeles County Arboretum and Botanic Garden to cancel their tour and interview.

It had been funny at first with Shane’s habitual lateness. They’d all assumed he’d slept late, forgot what day it was, and completely blanked on the filming schedule.

It’s less funny a week later when a missing person’s report is filed and Shane’s parents fly out to stay with Scott while they wait for any kind of news.

Detective Flores finds him two states over, a month and a half later. There are six hostages in total, as part of some elaborate heist that’s foiled before it comes to fruition. Shane’s kept in hospital for almost a full week, treated for malnutrition and a few general injuries, the news passed to Ryan through Scott via a DM on Instagram.

For the first time since Shane’s disappearance, Ryan sleeps through the whole night.

On the Saturday following Shane’s return, Ryan wakes to a phone call at eight in the morning.

“Hello?” he answers, voice rough from sleep, brain barely online.

“I’m sorry,” Shane apologizes, but his voice alone is enough to wake up Ryan the rest of the way. It’s the first he’s heard from him. He’d been trying to give the family space and knew Shane would find him once he was ready. Apparently, now is that time. “Can you come pick me up?”

“Sure,” Ryan agrees instantly, shoving back the covers and getting out of bed. “Where are you?”

“My apartment,” Shane admits and Ryan pauses from where he’s trying to dig out a pair of clean pants. “I just need a break.”

“Sure,” Ryan repeats. “I’ll be there in twenty.”

It’s quiet on the other end of the line before, quietly, Shane says, “Thanks, Ryan.”

*

Shane’s waiting at the curb when Ryan pulls up.

Ryan unlocks the door and watches Shane fold himself into his seat, waiting a moment for Shane to settle before reaching over to set a hand on his knee, squeezing gently.

“Hey man,” he says gently. “Long time no see.”

Shane startles at the touch, but glances over, offering a small smile in return.

He looks different. His face is thinner, his cheekbones a little more prominent, and there’s a new scar on the right side of his forehead that disappears into his hairline.

“Hey,” Shane replies, buckling his seatbelt and giving Ryan a view of his right hand, which has two fingers splinted together. “Thanks for coming.”

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?”

Ryan stares at him incredulously and eventually Shane looks away, out the passenger side window.

“It’s just hard being surrounded by everyone right now,” he says, clearly talking about his family. “I need a break.”

Ryan checks over his shoulder and pulls back onto the road.

“Is my apartment okay? Or did you want to go somewhere else?”

“Your place is fine,” Shane tells him, and from the corner of his eye, Ryan sees him turn his head, staring as though Ryan won’t notice.

At the next red light, Ryan glances over. “How are you doing?”

Shane looks away, clearly caught. “Getting tired of people asking me that. It’s all anyone asks these days.”

“Guess they just want to know you’re okay.”

Shane glances back towards him. “Could be better,” he says bluntly and Ryan can’t help but let out a quiet huff of laughter.

“Yeah, no shit. But the hospital cleared you?”

“Yeah,” Shane sighs. “Apart from a few broken fingers and some weight loss, I’m okay.”

“I missed you,” Ryan admits. “It’s probably the longest I’ve gone without seeing you since we started at BuzzFeed.”

Shane frowns like he’s thinking and then the frown deepens. “Jesus, you might be right.”

Ryan laughs again. “Horrifying thought, huh?”

“Puts things in perspective.”

“Didn’t you miss me?” Ryan asks jokingly, but Shane doesn’t answer, just laughs quietly.

“It’s weird,” Shane says. “I was never alone, but it feels like I have to relearn how to be around people now.”

Ryan had read the news after Shane’s rescue. There had been five others saved alongside Shane, so he suspects they might be the reason Shane wasn’t alone.

Ryan shrugs gently. “Adjusting is hard, and I’m sure it’s even harder with your family refusing to let you out of their sights.”

Shane shakes his head. “You have no idea. I was in the shower for twenty minutes this morning and they started knocking on the door to see if I was still alive.”

“Rough,” Ryan laments. “Well, you’re welcome to chill at my place for as long as you need.”

“Can I move in?” Shane jokes, but Ryan just shrugs.

“If that’s what you want.”

It’s silent for a moment before Shane says, “Thanks, I appreciate it.”

Ryan offers him a smile. “Of course, dude. It’s what I’m here for.”

It’s quiet for the rest of the drive until Ryan pulls into his usual parking spot and glances over. “You good?

Shane nods and carefully unbuckles his seatbelt. “Yeah, I’ve got it.”

Ryan’s chest tightens watching Shane limp his way towards the front door, but he knows the last thing Shane needs is more helicoptering.

“Can I get you anything?” Ryan asks as he shuts the door behind them, watching Shane glance around as though he expects Ryan to have redecorated during his disappearance, but ultimately Shane shakes his head. “Okay, well, make yourself at home. You know the drill. I’m gonna go grab a drink.”

He knows Shane can find his own way to the living room, so he moves around him, heading in the direction of the kitchen instead.

“Ryan?” Shane questions and Ryan pauses, turning back.

“Yeah?”

Shane hesitates like he doesn’t know how to get the words out, but after a moment, he takes two steps closer and draws Ryan into a hug instead.

Ryan isn’t entirely expecting it. Shane’s not a touchy-feely guy, which means Ryan can probably count on one hand the amount of times they’ve hugged. But Shane folds around him so tightly that it startles the breath right out of him.

“I did miss you,” Shane mutters and Ryan lifts his hands to reciprocate, holding Shane as hard as he dares when everything feels so fragile.

“I was really worried,” Ryan admits. “I thought you’d been killed.”

He finds himself rubbing one hand along Shane’s spine, trying to soothe him as Shane tucks his face against his shoulder.

“You were gone for a long time,” Ryan continues.

He can feel the warmth of Shane’s breath through his shirt as he exhales shakily. “They broke my fingers when I tried to escape.”

Ryan holds him tighter, needing them both to understand that Shane’s safe again. Having the weight of Shane leaning against him is grounding in a way he never knew it could be. About a month into Shane’s disappearance, Ryan had gone through a mourning period, assuming he’d never see Shane again. He finds tears prickling his eyes as the relief hits him solidly in the chest.

“God, Shane,” he murmurs and he’s not sure who’s comforting who.

The warmth of Shane spreads through him, all the way down to his toes, like a cup of hot soup on a cold day. Except that Ryan never realized he was too cold until this moment. He feels alive and whole again, and he knows he can’t even begin to understand what Shane experienced. The fact that he can feel every ridge of Shane’s spine as his hand passes along it says enough.

When he finally starts feeling like Shane’s probably ready to let go, he loosens his arms and shifts, one foot lifting to take a step backwards.

“Just a little longer,” Shane requests and Ryan’s more than happy to comply, a noise of agreement escaping as he nods.

“I’ll stay here as long as you need,” Ryan tells him. “It’s just good to have you back.”

“It’s good to be back,” Shane replies and tightens his grip again like he might never let go.

To be honest, Ryan’s okay with that. He holds on just as tightly and settles against Shane, finally feeling happy again for the first time in months.

#thing wot i wrote #fic #shyan #prompts 2021 #benaya-trash #benaya trash

[shinaus]

Ahem Ahem im soft! i just got done writing my first one shot and now im insecure about it so i pls request a realitionship timeline with hitoshi because youre writings are better than mine also because i love him and we need more content of bby boy... -❄️🌺

relationship timeline

hitoshi shinso

how you meet

sweet baby boy

you’d have to approach him first i’d say

after the sports festival, especially his fight with midoriya he’s all really anyone could talk about

you had seen him in the other rounds leading up to this, only really fully encountering him in the first round

but lucky for you, you’re right at the tunnel he walks out of once the match ends

you approach him carefully, seeing that he is pretty emotional after his loss

“hey- uh.. shinso right?”

he turns and faces you, looking pretty disinterested consdering all that’s just happened

“you did great out there” you tell him, confidence unwavering

“everyone in your class sounds like they’re super proud of you, and i hope to see you in the hero course soon”

and then you blush

he’s completely taken aback

like who is this and why ??? are they being so nice ??? and blushing ???

practically gawking at you, it causes you to let out a nervous laugh

“anyways, i gotta go - my match is soon, see you!”

not even able to think of anything to say, your words replay in his mind as he ends up leaving the stadium

a second meeting comes not long after this, as he passes by the teachers base

you’re there talking to your homeroom teacher - mr aizawa

he can’t hear what’s being said, but you’re clearly trying to get a point across to him

upon leaving, shinso tries to look casual as you walk out of the base

with a red face, you say a quick hello and dash down the corridor

before he can wonder what was wrong, aizawa then goes to leave the room but stops in the doorway

“ah, shinso. just the person i wanted to see, mind coming in for a moment?”

pining

after that day, shinso made a point to scope you out any chance he got

he’d had a meeting with aizawa, who mentioned you had put in a brief word in about him - so he knew you played even a little part in him helping him reach his goals

one day at lunch, he approaches some friends he knows you sit with at lunch

they tell you that you’re spending your lunch on the roof, but you’d be more than happy for him to go and see you

this makes his face start to feel a bit hot, how would they know about how you’d react to him in particular?

giving him knowing smiles, they send him on his way

making his way up to the roof, he spots you as soon as he opens the main door

you’re sitting against one of the fences, eyes shut as your head is tilted towards the sky

pretty is all he can think, shocking even himself with his subconscious admission

walking over to you as to not scare you, he sits beside you and bumps his shoulder slightly with yours

“hey” he says suddenly, bringing you out of your trace

your face goes red once more like it did at the festival, making him smile slightly 

before you get the chance to escape or excuse yourself, he speaks

“i uh-” his hand goes up to rub the back of his neck, suddenly feeling nervous to have your undivided attention

“thanks for, you know, what you said at the sports festival” wanting his words to be as genuine as possible, he holds eye contact as he continues “and for what you said to aizawa- he didn’t tell me what exactly! just that you stood up for me...”

now seemed to be your turn to gawk at him, making him feel even more nervous

“if.. you want me to go i can-”

“NO!” you blurt out, hands moving up to cover your mouth

giving you a second to calm down, he listens intently once you start speaking again

“sorry, i hope you don’t think it was weird that i did that. i just hoped everyone would see how much potential i think you have..” you admit shyly, making a genuine smile spread across his face

“you think so?” he asks, a slight teasing tone to it

nodding almost too quickly, a laugh leaves you both as you sit there together 

“thanks uh- y-y/n..” he mumbles, the compliments you give him something he certainly isn’t used to

the two of you sit in comfortable silence the rest fo that day

as well as many times after it

neither of you knew how much time had passed where the lines between friendship and something more began blurring together, like how you wouldn’t admit it how much you thrived off of spending time together

confessing

well.. let’s call it what it really was

an accident 

it was pretty late at night, more than halfway into your first year

so a significant amount of time had passed since shinso had first come to see you

the two of you hung out pretty often, whether that be on the roof like before or in your dorm room

he was busy a lot more frequently recently, mainly through his training with aizawa

but he was happy, hopeful, and you’d been nothing but supportive of him

he had no intention of coming to your dorm that night, but he ran there with more urgency than he had ever known

knocking on your door hurriedly, you get up from your bed to answer

upon opening it, you spot your purple haired friend

“shinso wh-” your words died as soon as they left your lips, suddenly realising your feet are no longer on the ground

he’d picked you up

holding you tightly and spinning slightly around your room, the smile that was plastered along his face was one you’d never seen before

it makes you laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck to give you some kind of stability

once he puts you down - you stay like that, his hands finding purchase on your hips

“what? what happened?” you question him, searching his face for some kind of hint 

but his smile never falters

“i got in” he blurts, only now noticing the smallest patch of wetness under his eyes

“you- what?”

“i got in y/n, to the hero course - my transfer application went through”

your eyes are wide, practically bulging out of your head

without another thought, you practically jump into his arms for the second time that night

“YOU DID IT!!!” declaring like there was more than the two of you in the room, settling yourself down again 

hearing a small sniffle come from him however, your hands are immediately brought up to hold his cheeks

all he can do is smile at you, feeling your thumbs carefully trace under his eyes to catch any stray tears

“i’m so proud of you..” you whisper softly, eyes once again scanning his face

he doesn’t even think about how he pulls you towards him, not to mention how his lips find yours almost instantly

you make no move to pull away, keeping your hands where they were helping to keep yourself grounded

his hands are around your waist now, lips only pulling apart for him to plant soft kisses along the base of your neck

“it’s all because of you...” he whispers back to you, trying to cease his racing heart at what he’s done

the blurred line of your friendship beginning to clear, forming something new entirely 

pulling away slowly, you catch each others eyes once more

“think you could stay with a now future pro like me?” as teasing as his tone is, you both know the seriousness behind it

it makes you giggle, nose only just brushing against his

“of course”

dates

now

as seen in the confession part

there is never really any particular asking out

not that either of you mind - it was more you couldn’t even figure out exactly when things became official

y’all just dating and have been for a good while

at first, i can bet shinso would make any excuse to spoil you

you brought out the best in him and helped him to see his full potential

so he seen it only fair that he could treat you how he’d always wanted to

still keeping things pretty simple though

movies, dinners, walks - all the kind of classic stuff

i do pin him as more of a homebody however, so most of the time you’d probably just hang out in each others dorm rooms

homie could sit and cuddle you forever

the two of you probably watch some trashy tv shows together while you’re sat between his legs, him leaving small kisses on your bare shoulder while you play with his hands in your own

also seems the type to be willing to try new things

idk just his vibe

you’re more the outdoorsy type? he’ll try anything once

want to go into the city to shop? will carry your bags

prefer touristy attractions? just keep a hold of his hand so he doesn’t lose you and he’s golden

no matter what he’s always there to give you a lotta love

so just make sure you give it back to him hehe

#shinso x reader #shinsou hitoshi #hitoshi shinsou #shinsou x reader #shinsou hitoshi x reader #hitoshi x reader #bnha x reader #mha #bnha #mha fluff #mha x reader

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How about Legolas being really excited for his nameday/birthday/similar celebration?

You can choose what person would surprise him and what gift he'd get 🙃

I hope you like this @i-did-not-mean-to ! thank you SO SO much for requesting and feel free to send in any more that you have! :) 

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Birthday - Legolas & Fellowship fluff

Legolas being really cute and excited on his birthday and celebrating it with the Fellowship!! 

platonic Fellowship fluff!!! :)

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Dawn blossomed in the golden sky; Legolas basked in the radiant warmth of spring. He'd been up for two hours contemplating his birthday, excitement bubbling in his stomach. 2000 was a special age for elves, the beginning of true adulthood. Despite the many birthdays he had experienced, a childish giddiness captivated him. His Ada had even planned a lavish celebration for his son’s coming of age, inviting thousands of guests, and even growing a field of flowers especially for the decorations, but the quest had taken priority. So here he was, alone on his birthday. A wistful longing for the usual vibrant music, upbeat dancing, and magnificent feasts that accompanied this occasion pricked tears in his eyes. He yearned for the enthralling aroma of the breath-taking bouquets of blossoming flowers that would decorate the beautiful ceremony. Homesickness welled up inside him, slightly dimming his delight. He turned as he heard someone approaching.

"Thinking of home?" Gandalf inquired with a sympathetic smile and a knowing twinkle in his eye as he interrupted the elf’s reminiscence. He reached into his voluminous robes and pulled out an elegantly wrapped gift. It was a lavender box adorned with brilliant silver ribbons.

"Your father gave this to me a while ago," he confessed, as he gently handed it to Legolas. "He had a feeling you wouldn't be home to celebrate." Legolas carefully opened it. Inside were two beautiful twin daggers, cushioned in red velvet. They had pale ivory hilts decorated with shimmering golden designs. One of his mother’s lustrous starlight gems was embedded in each handle, both luminous in the honey hue of dawn.

"Thank you, Gandalf." He nodded gratefully, admiring their beauty as they glistened in the pale sunlight. A radiant smile bloomed on his face as his fingers traced the elaborate patterns. He tenderly kissed each jewel, inundated with both love and loss. He then twirled them experimentally before strapping them onto his belt.

"Don't thank me, thank your father upon your return," Gandalf smiled. As the rest of the fellowship awoke, they were greeted by the crisp sigh of a morning breeze that coloured their cheeks. Upon waking, Aragorn quickly rummaged through his pack for something, found it, and walked towards them. With an affectionate grin, he leaned into Legolas for a brief one-armed hug.

"Happy birthday, Mellon," he whispered softly, carefully placing something small and cool in Legolas’ hand. Legolas looked down. It was a dainty, silver arrowhead, with intricate engravings that blossomed from its centre, threaded on a delicate, gleaming chain. Legolas gently put it on, concealing it under his tunic protectively. Then he grasped Aragorn's forearm tightly, meeting his warm, cinnamon eyes.

"Hannon le, Aragorn," he whispered back as he pulled him into another, longer, warm embrace. The rest of the fellowship had prepared breakfast and were eating jovially, when Legolas sat down to join them. 

"Hey Legolas, where'd you get those?" Pipin inquired after noticing his new daggers. 

"They were a birthday gift from my father." Legolas replied, a timid smile still on his face. Immediately, however, he was cut off by a chorus of apologetic hobbits.

"It's your birthday!"

"Why didn’t you tell us?"

"We're so sorry, we didn't know..."

"I wish I could have gotten you something."

"How old are you now?" The last question, voiced by Pippin, quieted the others. The hobbits all leaned in with eager curiosity.

"Well... I am one of the younger elves in Middle Earth," admitted Legolas bashfully, all of the attention starting to dust a rosy blush on his cheeks.

"And..." demanded an impatient Pippin.

"I... just turned two thousand," Legolas confessed in a quiet rush.

Aragorn stared at Legolas for a moment, and recognising the amazement of the others, caused a wide grin to spread on his face.

"Wow! You're ancient! " Merry exclaimed, with the others murmuring in agreement.

Aragorn smiled, "Yes, but compared to-"

"Don't say it, Aragorn."

"Compared to what?" Frodo pushed.

Aragorn opened his mouth to speak, but Legolas hurriedly lunged to cover his mouth with his hand.

"Compared to a human’s life, Legolas is still relatively young," Gandalf remarked.

"How young?" Pippin asked.

Aragorn playfully yanked Legolas's hand away, snickering at his friend’s reaction. "He would be equivalent to a twenty-year-old man."

"But that means you've barely come of age!" Sam exclaimed.

"Wait! You’re only a child?" Gimli spluttered incredulously, peering at the elf closely.

"In fact, today is indeed quite an important day for Legolas, as at 2000 years old, it is when an elf properly enters full adulthood. And no, he’s not a child, master dwarf," Gandalf interjected wisely, taking a puff from his pipe. A deep blush tainted Legolas’ usual pallid complexion as everyone’s eyes remained fixed on him. Gingerly, he told them of the elvish birthday celebrations. The wine, the flowers, the ceremony. Although Gimli muttered something about how the decadence of elves never surprised him, everyone listened attentively and reassured Legolas that he could postpone the event. Afterwards, the rest of the day continued as normal, and soon, dawn turned to dusk. As the fellowship settled down for the night, the hobbits tugged at Legolas’ tunic, looking up at him with an anxious gleam in their eyes. The others watched, their faces alight with fond curiosity.

"Legolas," Sam began guiltily, clearing his throat as Legolas crouched down to get closer to them.

"We are sorry about your birthday,"

"I'm very sorry!"

"I'm really sorry!"

"No, I'm the sorriest!"

"No, he isn't!"

"Yes, I am!"

"No-"

"Stop it! The pair of you! " Shouted Frodo crossly, silencing Merry and Pippin’s bickering with a final glare.

"It’s not very much, but we made this for you." The four thrust a beautiful wreath towards him, strewn with vivid, colourful flowers and other plants that had been expertly arranged. Orchids, daisies, pansies, peonies, primroses, forget-me-nots, daffodils, snow drops, and tulips of all different sizes and shades were elegantly woven together. Beautiful on their entwined stalks, the petals were like splashes of pastel water momentarily frozen in time. An overwhelming wave of gratitude washed over Legolas as he sat in awe of what the little ones had made.

"Thank you, my dear friends," the elf said earnestly, his eyes glossy with love, before hugging each of them. 

That night, under the soft cloak of darkness, Legolas sat beneath a tree, tightly clutching his precious gifts close to his heart. He sat under the maternal and tender gaze of the stars. Fluttering his eyes closed, the waning light embraced him, caressed his face, kissed his temple, stroked his hair. The flowers glistened like blown glass in the starlight. He dropped another sweet kiss on his mother's jewels and mumbled elvish prayers with a true smile on his lips before tiredness overtook him.

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[ravensim]

hi, i was the anon who asked about the hair updates! the ones i would like to request are Briella Toddler Hair, Renée Hair, Lara Hair, Mitzi Hair, & James hair. pls dont feel pressured at all tho!! <3 also i saw that you recently experienced a loss, im so sorry for what you're going thru and im sending love.

Hello! Thank you, I appreciate that. I actually finished the Briella hair a while ago but had to make an updated picture and thumbnail so I did that quickly! I don't know if I was drunk making that hair but it's fixed as much as possible and I've added hat chops and stuff 😂 Find it here *boop* The rest I will add to the list!