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hearts444innie · 3 days

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sleepless?

Lee: Felix ☀️

Ler Chan 🐺

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It was 9 pm and all the members were getting ready to sleep some were already tucked into slumber except one…now it was always easy for Felix to sleep fast but this night he just couldn’t get himself to sleep he really wanted to but he just couldn’t which really frustrated him, he kept tossing and turning and even changing the pillow to the cooler side! But nothing worked. Chan got up to go get a glass of water and as he passed by the sunshine boys room he could hear the boy whining a bit which concerned Chan so he quietly peeked open the door seeing the boy tossing and turning…he slowly walks over and softy spoke to the frustrated tired boy.

“Felix? You good?”

Felix opened his eyes to the sound of chans voice

“Y-yeah I just can’t sleep..”

Chan smiled a bit “do you need help I think I know a way”

Felix agreed wondering what could help him

Chan pulled Felix into a cuddly hug as they lay in the bed

“What’s going to help me?”

“You’ll see sweetie”

He wormed one of his arms out and placed it on Felix’s back and Felix flinched a bit as his back was a very sensitive area but Chan didn’t know so Felix doesn’t want him to know,

He played it off saying that his hand was cold

Chan rubbed Felix’s back softy making Felix almost falling asleep

Almost.

He felt his hyung’s hand tracing small circles around almost to close

To the sensitive parts of his back giving him a ticklish sensation Felix shook a bit and Chan noticed

“Why are you shuffling around? Am I doing his wrong?”

“N-No it’s just that…it’s nothing I guess I’m really sleepless”

After a while Felix had his eyes close while dying on the inside also thinking Chan wouldn’t notice but Chan was very aware and decided to say something about it

“It’s tickling you isn’t it cutie”

Felix froze not wanting to make eye contact

“Y-Yeah…just a bit” his face went a deep shade of red he actually liked it

“Want me to keep going I’ll be gentle”

“Yeah..”

Chan gently makes small ticklish circles all over the boys back

“Ahaha kehehp ghohoing”

“Gosh your too cute” Chan softy smiled

“dohohont say thahat”

“Why not? Does it make it worse~”

“Yehehs”

Chan continues to softy tickle the sunshine boys back and went places that raised Felix’s laugh

“NOHOHO NAHAHAHAHA WHAHAIT-“

Felix tried covering his face on the pillow

“Shhh Lix you’ll wake up the others”

Chan said with a smile knowing Felix can’t keep it down

“I cananat ihehets not fair hyung”

“Well if you can’t keep it down then you won’t get your tickles”

“I’m trying hyung-NO STOHOHOP”

“PLEHEHEASE NAHAHA I CANT SLOW DOWN”

Felix choked out and tried his best he really did but something about chans nails made it worse

“STAHAHAHAHAP IT PLEASE I CANT”

Felix began to grew tired his body paralyzed just laying there accepting it

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE OKAY OKAY IM DONE PLEASE”

“So did that help?”

“You said it was soft that wasn’t soft” Felix said rolling his eyes

“Not my fault your back is so sensitive”

“Whatever I’m tired.”

They went to sleep and on the other side of the door stood jisung who was smiling after hearing everything…he would definitely use this as an advantage for later on

#stray kids #stray kids tickle #kpop tickle #ler!chan #lee felix #hearts444innie

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buckyalpine · 5 months

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I want more mob bucky teaching a shy bambi to touch him cause she’s scared and hesitant and his sweet little princess has never touched a man before, not until she met him. (Disclaimer: all consenting adults here, reader is naïve and inexperienced but absolutely wants him just as bad)

“Are you sure?”

“Of course Bambi” Bucky purred, keeping you in his lap while sitting in his office chair. “You’re not doing anything wrong”

“But-

Your eyes flicked to his thick erection, the bulge in his pants making your stomach flip. You’d never admit out loud how many times you’d secretly glanced over, heat pooling between your legs whenever you’d catch a glimpse of his length pressing painfully hard against his pants.

You instinctively pressed your thighs together, biting back a whimper, struggling to ignore the pulse you felt between your now very soaked folds. Your parents told you over and over again that was a no no area. No one was ever to touch you there ad you definitely were not to touch someone’s private’s.

“I was told I’m not allowed” you shyly whispered, blinking innocently.

“Not allowed to what” Bucky smirked, knowing what you were talking about but he loved to make you squirm, “what are you now allowed to do baby”

“Touch-touch you there” you stuttered out, avoiding his darkened gaze.

“Awww princess, but daddy gave you permission, remember?” His nose nudges against your cheek, “I told you you’re allowed to touch me right here baby”

He guides your hand down to his clothed cock, letting you feel how hard he is for you. He presses your shaky palm against his length, holding it there while your fingers twitch with uncertainty. What if you did something that hurt him accidentally? Bucky could see the wheels in your head turning, tilting your face to kiss your lips.

“You won’t hurt me Bambi” he cooed, working at his belt buckle, letting it hit the floor before pulling his cock out. He was so thick and leaky, his silky pink tip wet with his arousal.

“But daddyy” you whined, worried you’d do something wrong, too nervous to touch him there. “That’s- we’re not allowed to touch that place, it’s your p-

“I’ll teach you, Y’know it feels good when you touch me there, C’mon, daddy’s cock is so hard baby, stroke it better, it’ll make me feel good” He’d told you countless times he’d love when you play with his cock and no one else but you is allowed to anyway. Only his Bambi can see and touch him there. You let him wrap your hand around this throbbing length as he guides your hand up and down while keeping you on his meaty thighs, the warm skin of his cock pulsing with each stroke.

“Fuck bambi” Bucky moaned, his head hitting the head of the chair, thrusting his hips up while he helped you jerk his cock, loving the way your eyes were fixated on his length, experimentally gripping him harder, "That’s it babygirl, stroke it nice and hard”

You whimpered at his words, the combination of his heavy breaths and raspy moans making that spot between your legs throb. Which didn’t go unnoticed by him the slightest. He let go of your hand letting you take over for a bit before moving you off his lap to stand between his legs.

“Daddy?- before you could finish, he hushed you, lifting you with ease to sit on his table in front of him. “Daddy, what are you-

“Shhh baby. Why are you all squirmy, hm? Are you all wet now Bambi?”

You whined in response, torn between wishing he’d do something and feeling conflicted over if this was okay. Bucky kissed up your thigh, sensing your hesitation.

“You’re not doing anything wrong baby, let me see princess” he moved you to lie down on his table while he spread your thighs apart, pulling up the dress of your skirt to reveal your cotton panties. “You’re such a good girl” he whispered, rubbing the soaked material up and down the middle of your clothed cunt.

“You made a mess in your panties baby” Bucky smirked, pushing them aside, the sight of your soaked folds too much for him to bother with restraint. He needed your pussy fully exposed to him, pulling them down your legs and shoving your thighs apart. "Look at that Bambi, my poor baby is soaking"

You pouted at him while he groaned at your sweet scent, leaning down to part your folds, pressing a soft kiss right onto your clit making you gasp. His warm lips were soft on your most sensitive parts, the sensation addicting as he kissed you there again. "Your little button is so precious baby, are you gonna let daddy play with you there?"

"P-please" you nodded, choking on your words when he sealed his lips around your bud, suckling with just enough pressure to make your back arch off the table.

He's actually such a menace though. Cause imagine he gets you to touch his cock whenever he wants. Doesn't matter where you are or what you're doing. He'll push his hips forward letting you know how hard he is for you, pulling it out and helping you stroke him till he's cumming all over your hand. You're always so shy about it and he gets off on the way you try so hard to not stare even though your mouth is watering.

He plays with your clit like its his own personal toy. Whenever you're in his lap, he's sneaking his hand into your panties, rubbing lazy circles around your silky skin. Sometimes its not even fast enough to make you cum. He just loves the moans you make when he's touching you somewhere no one else is allowed to, rubbing your most intimate parts like he owns you.

Imagine the day he lets you to put your mouth on him. His precious Bambi scared to suck cock but he's there to help her, parting her little pouty lips to slip his swollen tip till it hits her throat.

Don't even get me started on the day you first have sex. How much he's gonna coddle you in bed, reassuring you theres nothing dirty about the fact that his dick is stretching your cunt apart, all while playing with your clit making you squeal. Theres nothing filthy about how much cum he's going to flood you with. Nothing debauched about the way his heavy balls hit her ass or about the way it all feels so good, he's gonna fill you up again.

"D-daddy, are you sure?"

"Very sure Bambi, you're still my good girl"

After all how can something that feels this good be wrong?

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saetoru · 10 months

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✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。GOODBYE KISS — GOJO SATORU. (rich boy! au)

contents. college! au, rich boy! gojo, established relationships, morning cuddles wif toru <3, morning tantrums with toru too lol, ft. our fav: momjo !!

satoru’s head is on your chest as he snores softly—normally, you adore the feeling of him so close to you, but right now, it’s five minutes until your wake-up-for-real-this-time-or-you’re-late alarm will go off. you’ve already hit snooze on the other six—how satoru’s slept through them all is a mystery to you.

you peer down at him, watching the way his lips are parted as soft breaths escape him in gentle sighs. his hair is messy over his forehead, and the sun makes his skin glow in that way only satoru could glow. you sigh, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, and as if he feels the affection in his sleep, he hums a little while still unconscious.

too bad you’ll have to break this peace in just a moment.

and this is going to work out poorly—you already know that. if you move from under satoru, he’ll wake up. if he wakes up, he’ll realize you’re trying to leave. if he realizes you’re trying to leave, he’ll have a meltdown. if he has a meltdown, he’ll surely win and convince you to stay. if you stay, you’ll miss class and fall behind on the notes. if you fall behind on the notes, you’ll procrastinate on catching up. if you procrastinate on catching up, you’ll know absolutely nothing by the time the next exam rolls around. if you know nothing by the time the next exam rolls around, you’ll have multiple mental breakdowns and lose yourself to stress the night before as you cram all in one sitting.

simply put, your entire grade resides on the fact that satoru is currently sleeping on your chest, and he definitely won’t let you leave.

you try anyway—and just as you suspect, you fail.

“huh? wha—where are you going?” he groans, rubbing his eyes as he blinks them open. “wait a sec—baby no,” he whines.

“shh, toru, you’re dreaming,” you kiss his forehead, “i’m not actually leaving.”

“i’m not stupid!”

“shhh, your dream is tricking you,” you insist, “i’m still right under you.”

“you can’t gaslight me! i’m not falling for your tricks,” he huffs, “how gullible do you think i am?”

very, you want to say—but that would be a bad idea.

“you’re not stupid at all, toru,” you say sweetly, “you’re the smartest man i’ve ever met.”

“this is definitely not a dream because you’re even meaner to me in my dreams,” he raises a brow, “dream you would never be this nice.”

“what do you mean i’m mean in your dreams?” you gasp. you’re not mean to satoru—you wouldn’t have to yell at him if he just behaved half the time.

“they’re more like nightmares,” he huffs, “last one, you made me sleep outside. that was rude.”

“how could you dream me being a jerk?” you ask, offended—and before he can answer, your wake-up-for-real-this-time-or-you’re-late alarm blares.

satoru glances down at your phone and stares for a moment—and then he flops back against his pillow as he whines miserably.

“don’t leave,” he begs, “please, just skip this one class for me? i get so cold in the mornings,” he pouts.

“then put a shirt on,” you sigh.

“i’ll be lonely!”

“not if i’m bullying you in your dreams, apparently.”

“baby, i can’t sleep without something to cuddle,” he tries again—that one almost makes you cave. you have to admit that cuddling isn’t something you enjoy passing on either, but class is important. more important than class is your sanity that you would like to keep intact instead of lose while cramming six chapters in one night.

“cuddle my pillow,” you sigh, “satoru, please. i’m already late.”

“just this once, okay? i won’t ask again,” he says innocently, his eyes wide and pleading as they peer up at you.

“you said that last time.”

“last time i crossed my fingers,” he winks, “so it didn’t count. so now you have to—”

“goodbye, satoru,” you mumble.

he slumps in defeat, grumbling under his breath before rolling over to turn his back to you petulantly. you sigh, rolling your eyes—though fondly, before you head to the bathroom, getting ready for the day.

by the time you’re out, satoru has fallen asleep again—you know it’s because he’s stayed up late again to play video games with suguru. because you don’t want to disturb him from his much needed sleep (and because you don’t want to risk waking up him and dealing with another tantrum), you decide to gently pull the blankets over his bare chest and skip the goodbye kiss.

it won’t be a big deal if he doesn’t get a kiss goodbye while he’s asleep, right? he won’t even be awake to notice.

evidently, you realize in the middle of class that you’re wrong. very wrong.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤToday, 8:32 AM

baby boy 💋:

you left without a goodbye kiss???????????

are you ignoring me????????????

baby

sweetheart

sunshine

angel

peaches

i know you’re reading this.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤToday, 8:41 AM

mrs. gojo ❤️:

please answer satoru. i really don’t want a headache today

this is very short and silly sorry. anyway rip momjo she deal with too much that boy is a handful

#teepods.writings #drabbles.#rich boy! au #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #gojo x you #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk fluff #gojo satoru fluff #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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ilypaigebuckets · 4 days

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Can you write a fic about Paige comforting you after noticing that you’ve been down the past couple of days and she tries to help you destress and feel more energetic

Vitamin P - Paige Bueckers x Reader

plot: paige comes back to your shared apartment to find you stressed and drowning in assignments and helps you feel better.

WARNING: the reader definitely experiences some anxiety, stress, and depression in this fic! please do not read this if you aren’t in an okay headspace to consume this type of media! please look out for yourself :)

‘This is going to be the death of me,’ you thought to yourself as you ran your hands through your long hair. You’d been working on the same assignment for the past hour, and had hit a wall. The past month had definitely been one of your hardest since you’d started college. You’d never had trouble with your studies before, so you had no idea how to handle the feelings you were feeling. With your head in your hands, you groaned and let the tears fall. The whole room felt blue, and your couch felt like an ice cold stone.

You were so caught up in your overwhelming emotions, that you didn’t even hear your girlfriend come through the door. As soon as she saw you she instantly felt horrible. Had you been this upset when she’d left for practice earlier in the day? Had she missed it? What was causing you to hurt this much? Was it her? A million questions bounced around in her mind, but she knew the main priority as of now was getting you to feel better.

She walked up to you and patted your head softly, “Hey angel. It’s gonna be okay, baby. Everything’s gonna be okay. I promise.” Paige reassured you as her long fingers scratched your scalp. She sat down on the couch next to you and opened her arms so you could crawl into them if you so wished. Of course, you leapt at the opportunity and threw yourself into her lap. You inhaled her sweet vanilla perfume and buried your face into her neck. It almost made you feel better instantaneously. almost. The tears were still falling, and all Paige could do in that moment was hold you and reassure you.

“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay to cry. Can you tell me what’s going on?” You lifted your head and nodded as you stared at your girlfriend with teary eyes. Your cheeks were stained with tears and Paige reached her hand up to wipe them away. Your lover left her hand on your cheek and you nuzzled your face into it, any possible way you could be closer to her you would take. “It’s all too much. School and everything. Why can’t I handle it anymore? What’s wrong with me? I feel like i’m suffocating. It’s so much Paigey, it’s all too much. I can’t handle it anymore and I-“

“Shhh,” Paige hushed you as you started spiraling again, and held you even tighter than before. “You are amazing, okay? You’re my baby. I’m gonna take care of you.” Paige really hated seeing you like this. It was like she said, you were her baby. All she wanted to do was take care of you. She put her hands under your legs and started to stand up. Once you figured out what was she trying to do, you wrapped your hands around her neck and your legs around her torso.

She took you into the bedroom and sat you on your shared bed. Then, went into your drawer and pulled out some shorts and one of her t-shirts for you to put on. “Here, baby. Can you shower and put these on for me?” You stood up from the bed and nodded, and Paige gave you a quick kiss on the cheek as you passed her to the bathroom.

While you were in the bathroom showering, Paige got to work. She quickly made you a snack and a cup of your favorite “sleepy time tea”, and put your favorite blanket into the dryer so it would be nice and warm for after you got out of the shower. She then got changed herself and waited for her love to finish showering.

Once you were out of the shower, you changed into the clothes Paige had picked out for you. You decided you’d do your skincare routine. Despite it being tedious, you knew it would inevitably make you feel better. After that was all down, you came out of the bathroom to see Paige waiting for you in bed. She looked up and smiled when she saw you.

“Hi baby! Did you have a good shower? I made you some tea and something to eat. Here!” She handed a mug and a bowl to you and you pecked her sweet lips as a ‘thank you’. You quickly drank the tea and Paige fed you apple slices like you were a baby. “P, you know I can feed myself right?” You questioned her. Sometimes you really didn’t know if she knew you could do things by yourself or not, it seemed she was always trying to do everything for you (not that you minded). “Yeahhh, but I love babying you. You’re my princess.” You blushed at the comment. “Speaking of doing things for you,” Paige started, “let me brush your hair! Here, sit up baby.”

Now that was a train you could get on. You loved when Paige played with your hair. Whether she was brushing it, braiding it, or just playing with it, it didn’t matter. She was always so gentle with it and it helped you relax. She always paid careful attention to start from the ends and work her way up so she didn’t damage your hair, and she got out every tiny tangle. When she was done, Paige pulled you in close to her chest and kissed your forehead. “You feeling better, baby?” She questioned you hopefully. You just giggled and nodded your head.

“Yeah I guess all I needed was some Vitamin P. Thank you for always making me feel better, babe.”

“You would’ve done the same for me, I love you. Thank you for remembering how strong you are.”

“Thank you for reminding me!” You replied, already half asleep. Now that you’d had your dose of Vitamin P you were officially ready to get some Vitamin Zzzz.

#paige bueckers #wlw post #paige bueckers x reader #lgbtqia #lgbt #uconn wbb #uconn huskies #uconn women’s basketball #paige buckets #paige bueckers x oc

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tfatwsiguess · 2 years

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Midnight Present

Bucky Barnes x Fem! Reader

NSFW

Prompt: Bucky wakes you up with some unprompted attention, and won’t let you go back to sleep until you’ve paid your dues.

Warnings: Overstimulation galore, fingering & oral female receiving, begging, forced orgasm, multiple orgasms, somnophilia, brief choking, pet names

My first published smut. Never thought I’d post any because it’s just not my style and honestly I’ve preferred to just write it for myself, but idk I think this is kind of good and while I’m in between chapters for I’m Glad I Met You I should probably still post to be relevant 🙃 I really just wrote this for myself so it’s not plot heavy or detailed or anything but aye it’ll do

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You woke up with a shudder. The slow rhythmic movement between your legs eased you out of deep sleep. The sensations pushing through your exhausted haze racked your unsuspecting body with another shiver.

Bucky had a strong hold around you; his smooth vibranium arm tight around your stomach, gripping your hip, and his other snaking under your side and into your pajama shorts. Your back was pressed against his front– not the position you fell asleep in, but how you were inexplicably positioned now. His strong arms kept you close against him as his fingers were slowly, but firmly, massaging your clit.

Your hips began wiggling, stuttering at the sudden processing of stimulation.

At seeing you were finally waking, Bucky’s left arm stretched and gripped you tighter. You whimpered, both out of grogginess and stimulation pulling you from sleep. “Bucky…” you whispered.

“Shhh,” he coaxed softly into your ear. It sent shivers down your spine, and he loved the feeling of your body tremor. “Stay quiet, kitten.” His voice soothed with his chin perched right up on your shoulder, leaving you no personal space of your own.

It was still the middle of the night. Everyone in the compound should definitely be asleep by now, but the quietness still didn’t help, and he knew you were louder when you weren’t in as much control of yourself. He was gonna have some fun with that.

Bucky’s fingers pick up in pace, and your breath hitches. Still never completely awake, your head arches back in helplessness as he teases you up onto the edge. Your hand found his left arm weakly, subconsciously attempting to pull it away. “Nuh uh, baby. Be a good girl for me.” His arm easily slipped out of your hand and grabbed your wrist, the other applying much more pressure to your tenderized clit as punishment.

You let out a high-pitched whine in your foggy stupor. As his rubbing hardened mercilessly, your hips and back moved more, cowering away from his hand. But his bigger body surrounded yours, and he follows you easily to your hiding place. Another voice-cracking whine, paired with a jolt of your hips had him smirking satisfiedly. Your struggle was adorable, and he just couldn’t get enough of you defenselessly whining through his teasing.

Your head began moving side to side, overrun with unchecked pleasure. Buck shoved his hand tighter into your core, deciding to up the tension. You had nowhere to go, no room to struggle against his torture, so when your squirming became more persistent, he doubled down. He knew where your sweet spot was and abused it with no shame, rubbing and pushing harshly. Your breaths became high pitched as the ball of tension coiled further in your core. Faster and faster he pushes you past your limit, still restraining your wrist and pinning your hips tight against him. Your desperate, breathy moans came faster now, feeling his entire toned body holding you still until he allowed otherwise. With your mind shut off, reflexes dulled, and pussy sensitized, all the sudden sensory overload expedited your climax flawlessly. Just what Buck was expecting.

“Such a sensitive girl,” he chuckled darkly.

His voice in your ear was almost enough to put you over the edge while his fingers were still working you over. A guttural moan came from your throat, like a beautiful song just for him.

He wanted more of that. And he wasn’t gonna stop until you were wailing. Until you were left a mumbling mewling mess all strung out just for him. Silly putty in his hands to do with as he pleased, and nothing less.

He narrowed his quick rubbing directly onto your clit, speeding in tight circles that had you going slack jawed in seconds. “Ah!” You cried incredulously. Even as your hips protested again, he didn’t let up. He didn’t stop as you were crying out, allowing no break as you clearly entered your high either.

His flesh hand kept up it’s evil pace as his free one reached up and pressed against your mouth firmly, effectively muffling your pretty little self. He didn’t have to be as gruff as he was, but he wanted you in a puddle by the end of this. And even muffled by his strong hand, you sounded like you were being destroyed.

He absolutely loved forcing you to be vocal. To be so reactive he knew just when you were needing to come down. That didn’t mean he’d let you. Instead, he kept up his circling strokes through your whimpers.

“Buck–“ you cut off to let out a whine, “Bucky!” You cried at his cruelty, struggling now more than you ever had. Your body writhed and thrashed against him, but was still easily kept under his control. His fingers parted slightly over your mouth to let you helplessly cry his name. “Bucky please–“ you could barley get out.

“You want me to stop touching you?” He huskily breathes out, fingers still circling lazily.

“Mhm!” You moaned quickly, eyes screwed shut.

“Beg me.”

“Please, I can’t…” you breathed out, nearly unable to remember words anymore.

“Mhm?”

“B-Bucky please I just– nngh! I just came, j-just let me– ah!” His laugh at your impossible struggle made you feel even more powerless. Especially with his front seat view to your dirty pleas as you try to fight through him increasing the pressure again. “Nng! I can’t! Bucky, you– agh! Fuck. Pleeeease!”

“Alright, baby.” The hair of his stubble moved when his lips stretched with an amused smile. “Come for me, now.”

And that did the trick. Your second wave of pleasure and serotonin summoned forth with one last heavenly pressure pushed down on your hot core. “Nuh! OoooohgodBucky!”

His other hand reached up and nudged your face towards his, consuming you in a kiss through your second earth-shattering climax. His hand stayed perched on your bundle of nerves, not rubbing, but keeping the pressure there as he saw you through the wave. He didn’t part his lips from yours until your whines died down, pulling back slowly.

It took a while for you to catch your breath. You knew super soldiers were efficient, but to reach pure pleasure twice in just a matter of minutes was indescribable…

His beautiful hand left from between your legs, leaving you be. If you weren’t before, you were worn out now.

That didn’t stop him from slipping down to place his face to your hips. In nanoseconds your core was exposed to him, vulnerable to his desires. You shivered, feeling his breath gracing you down there. He wasted no more time, gripping your thighs and pushing them apart. He couldn’t care less if you came all the way down yet or not. That heavenly mouth of his opened wide and perched right on your abused area. A gasp was ripped from your throat when a fiery warmth engulfed you.

“Damn it, Bucky!” You groaned breathlessly.

He chuckled against you, making your back arch from the instantaneous vibrations. His suctioning mouth pulled back, releasing your soft skin.

“Just one more, princess,” he cooed between sloppy kisses. “You can give me one more.”

“Hhhhn you’re killing meeee.” You twist pointlessly, under the false impression you were able to move freely as you begged him once again, until the super soldier gripped your thighs harshly and pulled you back into his awaiting mouth. He took pleasure in ignoring your helpless pleas for a good long while. Especially when he knew you knew there was no amount of begging that would make him stop.

“Oh god– please…” you let out breathlessly as his warm, firm muscle shot out to slowly lap itself up against your precious bud.

Still half asleep, so tired and eyes still screwed shut, your hips twitched desperately; caught between pushing closer to him and getting free. But he left no choice as his head followed your every move, permanently perched around the oasis between your thighs. Those godly hands of his rubbed up your sides lovingly, stroking and squeezing occasionally while that mouth worked you over. You mewl defenselessly, only further fueling his devilish desire.

The delirium mixed with this euphoria was heavenly as he mercilessly teased you– and more overwhelming than you’d ever felt. His sweet spot for you, perfectly balanced. He nibbled your clit playfully, tongue making a reappearance right after to fully lick up between your folds.

The audible shudder that got him made his mouth stretch so wide, and his big soft hands immediately came down to grip those thighs of yours in triumph. With every clench of your sensitive muscle, he returned it with a rub or a lick or nip until he finally pulled another cry from your lips.

“Fuck. Yes…” You sighed, torturous overstimulation finally waning into bigger bursts of intense pleasure.

“Mmm. Mine.” He grunts in response, intensifying his tongue in and around your hot core.

“Oh god yes.” Your voice was becoming high pitched again, mouth hanging open. “Mmmm so good… My Bucky…”

That’s it babygirl, let go.

He thought as his eyes pierced you, but didn’t dare separate or stop to say it.

“Ugh, yes! Don’t stop!”

Once you really started letting your voice out, one hand of his snaked its way up around your neck, and squeezed. “Quiet.”

That was all he needed to say, and you knew what would happen if you weren’t.

It didn’t mean he would make staying quiet any easier for you. So it was all you could do when your hand pressed over your mouth and nose desperately. You were so close.

Then he saw your free hand gripping the bedsheets tightly. He didn’t like that.

Barnes reached up and gripped your wrist, twisting harmlessly to make you release and take the sensations as he intended; with no help. No relief.

“More.” You moaned.

“Say please.” He growls, both hands clenching around your wrist and thigh tighter.

“Fuck– please?” You obey, restrained hand struggling in his grasp. He grunts in satisfaction, speeding up his lapping at you. When he heard you panting again, he could hear the muffle of you suppressing your volume like he commanded. Good girl.

It was time for your reward.

Bucky’s face wiggled side to side between you, effectively pleasuring you with the glorious friction. With one hand pinning your wrist down and the other wrapped around your thigh to keep you accessible, he was ready to hold you down for your no doubt, thrashing orgasm.

It didn’t take much longer for his pink muscle to coax another climax from you. As dark as the room was, colors burst across your vision as your mind-shattering orgasm wholly ravaged between your legs, and electrified your world. You just couldn’t control yourself; you began rocking and bouncing into his face as he kept your clit sucked through it. The mangled whine that came from you both made Bucky feel like the most god-like being on the planet, and the evilest for enjoying every second of this. Especially when he could’ve just had F.R.I.D.A.Y. to soundproof the room.

When Buck finally separated from your skin, he allowed you a few seconds of sweet relief… before placing his last loving smooches across your clit and folds.

You gasped and arched away. “N-no more!”

He chuckled as he rose up from your blissed nether region, patting your thigh condescendingly. “Aw don’t worry, tough guy. I won’t keep you riled up any longer. For now.”

“Why…” you whispered, still catching your breath. And wits, which were certainly scattered in a puddle. “W-why did you…”

“Wanted to hear what you sound like in your sleep. And begging without the usual stubbornness.”

“Hm… you’re mean.” You responded tiredly, sinking back into sleep once his arms were safely around you again.

Bucky smiled softly, kissing a spot behind your ear gently, and whispering. “I’m waking you up like that more often. Just wait until morning.”

#bucky barnes #bucky gifs #marvel #mcu #sebastian stan #smut #bucky barnes smut #how do i even tag this #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky smut #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barns imagine #dominate me #bucky barnes x f!reader

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levisforgottentea · 5 months

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Switch Eren who is an absolute simp for reader, being super loud when he’s fucking into her

Who would even write about ere-

I LOVE YOU ANON😍😍‼️

Switch!! Eren who is an absolute fucking simp for reader, absolutely whipped. I cannot stress this enough. Absolutely WHIPPED. Like u see that speech about mikasa in the last rp? he is one obsessed babe. He would go absolutely feral just thinking about you. I just know he was biting the bars of his enclosure so hard😍

Switch!! Eren who tries subtly hinting to you that he’s whipped for u. Even Levi is invested at this point. I just know he’s the type to almost pull out his hair when you walk away, biting his fist from screaming and everything. (Might accidentally transform once or twice when he just got the powers)

Switch!! Eren who at the same time as he’s whipped, just wants to keep you so safe. Someone spoke badly about u? Man’s FIGHTING and he’s got them on the floor or something like ‘say it again. Fucking say it again’

Now onto season four Eren😍

Switch!! Eren who pulls you aside when you have important shit to do just to kiss you, feel you up before you leave him so fucking hot and bothered. He’s running laps. Might even kick his legs and giggle and twirl his long hair while talking to armin. (“Didn’t think you’d say something THAT pathetic”)

Switch!! Eren who finally manages to get a hold of you while you’re doing some rapports with Hanji and he just rips you from your work as he pulls you almost by the hair to his room. Throws you inside and absolutely munches. This man is such a munch I know it. Like I’m talking he has that pussy DRIPPING down his chin and he doesn’t care and just fucking leaves. If he had a beard it would be red like ginger. Omfg cannot get enough of it

Switch!! Eren who is finally done eating you out and you jump at the opportunity to get on top of him(lol if you have the strength after all that) and wrap a hand around his throat as you feel that grumble of his moans get caught. Man might even whimper as you choke him.

Switch!! Eren who is so easily fucked dumb as you ride him. He’s just nodding and agreeing to everything you say. He’s whipped. Then you switch positions and man has this pace like LAWD. And he’s loud, so loud. Not just the bed slamming but the whimpering. Man after all that he’s probably gonna be moved to that basement like in season 1 of the new hq. Captain Levi couldn’t look him in the eye for a few weeks after that.

Switch!! Eren who finally comes back to his thoughts and he smirk, biting his lip and slaps your ass so hard, yapping about how you’re all his when in reality you have him wrapped around your fingers.

Switch!! Eren who cums inside you, when he’s done you’re gonna pull your doe eyes “more please” and man is GONE. Rutting against you like an inexperienced virgin.

But when all comes crashing down he’s a good lover afterwards. Definitely clean you both up and help you to the bathroom.

“Stop watching me pee, Eren”

“You’re so pretty with those hickeys, and that bed head. You’re so gorgeous I’m gonna implode- you-“

“Shhh you’re so loud”

Then there’s a harsh slam against the bathroom door and a stern shut-the-fuck-up-it’s-4am from Levi

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AN: Bros the definition of 😍 love eren though. Thanks for putting the thought in my head👩‍🍳 ALSO MY FIRST ASK IN SO LONGGGGGG THANKS ANON😍

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porcalinecunt · 7 months

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𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 — 𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

💀 KINKTOBER EVENT

🎧 𝐊𝐔𝐀𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐆 (𝐒𝐔𝐁 𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎) 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐜𝐰 — sub!reader. dom!kuai liang. ftm!reader. ice play. fingering. oral sex. squirting.

a/n: this was definitely rushed and i honestly didn’t like it, so my apologies! either way, ive been obsessed with kuai liang as sub zero bc he looks so DILFY like..god..anyways! please enjoy! 🫶🏼

“How do you feel now..?”

Kuai Liang whispered against your ear, while you shivered under his touch. His icy fingertips trailed against your stomach, inching upwards towards your chest. The yukata you wore was slipping off, slowly exposing more and more skin.

You could only nod at his question, as opening your mouth would threaten a moan spilling out. Kuai chuckled, amused at your reaction. You could feel his erection poking against your clothed thigh, as the sound of his fingers becoming ice made you flinch a bit.

“If it’s too much, I can sto-“

You shook your head, protesting by taking his hand and licking his frozen fingers. It didn’t matter if it made your tongue freeze. Your lips trembled, whispering ‘More’ over and over again.

The grandmaster chuckled, pressing a passionate kiss against your lips till you fell onto the warmer sheets. He towered over you, leaning down to shove his tongue into your mouth while pushing the rest of the yukata out of the way.

Your hands shot up to his shoulders once you felt something cold against your thigh, looking down to see it was his fully frozen hands. The tiny specks of ice spread to his wrists, with a fully blue and smoking hand. They gripped your thighs apart, the sudden and brutally cold feeling made you yelp.

“Shhh..it’s okay my love, just relax for me..”

He reassured you, giving you one last kiss before lowering himself. He fully spread your thighs apart before setting them down on his shoulders, the melting ice ran down on them and meeting your hips. Your legs quivered, as the ice ninja pressed a warm kiss on your clit before pressing his hot tongue against your cunt.

You whined, unable to handle the feeling of his bone cold hands and his hot, wet tongue all at once. The sensation intensified as you begin to grind desperately, his beard tickled your cunny as it became soaked with your arousal.

“K-Kuai Liang..! ‘M gonna cum..! Gonna!—“

A cold hand covered your mouth, as your eyes rolled back from the feeling of the grandmaster shoving two of his frozen digits into your cunt. It hit every nerve as chills ran up and down your spine. Kuai Liang quickly fingered you and would pull them out just to tease your swollen clit before shoving them back in.

He increased his speed, leaning down as he blew a breath of ice against your chest, stimulating your nipples as they grew hard. Your moans became shaky, watching as he took one in his mouth. Kuai Liang smirked against the flushed skin, as your legs shook even more, indicating your orgasm.

“Come on..you can cum love, i know you want to..”

The ice felt like it was hitting your g-spot till it went numb, as you sobbed out against his frozen hand. You squirted, hard enough to soak his whole forearm and your inner thighs. Babbles of his name were muffled, as he gave one last lick to your nipple before pulling away with a pop!

He stared down at his soaked forearm and the ice that still remained on your cold body, chuckling as it all melted and he wrapped your body in blankets. You try to stop shivering, but Kuai Liang placed wet kisses on your neck. Wrapping his large arms around you.

“You did so good f’me love, so beautiful..”

🎧 this work belongs to @porcalinecunt. reblogs and feedback are appreciated <3

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pricesbeltbuckle · 4 months

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-`♡´-

Heyyy, I’ve never done a request before (I apologise if I submitted it in the wrong place)

But I was hoping if you could do TF141 x Fem!Reader (smut and or aftercare if you want)

Where reader is a hardworking person who’s stressed and pent up thanks to work, and they just need their love to ease them :(

Thank youu

-`♡´-

Stressed? - 141

Pairing: 141 x GN! Reader MDNI 18+

Warnings: Sexual themes,Fluff,Sexual sayings.

John Price:

He noticed immediately. The way you fidgeted with your hands and how you were pacing in your office in the house.

“Something bothering you sweetheart?” And as soon as you heard his comforting voice you bolted into his arms so he could pick you up.

He picked you up with ease and let you ramble about what was stressing you.

He carried you to your shared bedroom and laid you on your back

“What are you-” “Shhh…Just let me turn off that pretty little brain for a while, yeah?”

And after a good hour, you felt relieved. You laid on your back post-orgasam bliss clear on your face.

“Hmm I’ll be right back baby.” He spoke up quietly and came back within 5 minutes. He had a water bottle and a warm wet rag.

He ran the wet rag across your legs and your hole to clean up the cum that was leaking out.

“Drink some water f’me while I do this.” “Mhm..” Is all you could respond with as you drank some water while he cleaned you up.

You shortly fell asleep after he was done cleaning you and he laid down so you could lay on his chest as he played with your hair.

He soothed you to sleep, and he smiled down at your sleeping body still running his fingers through your hair.

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick:

When you called his name from the front door you just entered he ran to come give you a hug. But he noticed your off demeanor.

“Hi lovie, everything alright?” You lazily wrapped your arms around him shaking your head.

He picked you up bridal style and sat you down on the kitchen counter.

You ranted about your day swinging your feet around as he was making your favorite soup and making comments while you ranted.

“I mean what a bitch right? She just bumped into me without saying sorry!” “Mhm she sounds like a cunt-” “KYLE!! You know that word isn’t nice…But yeah you’re right.”

He giggled a little and poured some soup into a bowl, grabbing a spoon he fed you some as you finished up your rant he smiled and listened to every word you said.

“Mhm, I have a way to cheer you up.” “Hm? What do you mean…?”

He put the bowl and spoon into the sink, picking you up again he placed you down onto the bed in your bedroom.

“Just let me take care of you, I’ll make sure you forget about everything for a bit.”

And he definitely delivered. You felt so much better after. He cuddled you for however long you wanted after and whispered soothing and comforting things into your ear.

“Did so well f’me.” “you look so good like this.” “I’m so proud of you baby.”

He gave you so many kisses and rubbed circles onto your back to calm you down so you could take a little nap. And when you finally fell asleep he smiled to himself and he fell asleep with you shortly after.

John 'Soap' Mactavish:

When you came into the living room after your long and awfully stressful day at work you just slumped on top of John.

“Well hello to you to lass, you alright?” “I’ve had the longest day and I’m so tired and stressed.”

As soon as he heard that he adjusted your body so you were comfortable on top of him as he rubbed circles and dragged his fingers all along your back as you spoke about your day further into detail.

“So then yeah this guy would just not leave me alone.” “What a douchebag. Can’t take rejection I see.” “Right! Ugh I just couldn’t stand him.”

He would occasionally graze his fingers over your ass but you decided to ignore it thinking it was an accident.

But then he sat you up on the couch and got you some snacks and let you pick out a movie in an attempt to calm you down.

The snacks helped, but the movie didn’t last long because you ended up ass up in the air, face shoved into the cushions of the couch.

“You’re gonna feel so much better once I’m done with you bonnie. Just relax and let go.”

And when he was done your back hurt sure, but you felt so relaxed.

He got up and ran you a bath putting your favorite candles on the sides of the tub while he lit them and checked the bathtub temperature.

“Bonnie c'mere'! I got a surprise for ya!” “Hm? Can you pick me up?” “Of course, I’ll come get ya.” And he came and picked you up bridal style

He laid out some fresh clothes for you and laid you in the tub dimming the lights he hopped in behind you and he washed your hair as you leaned into him, enjoying this quite intimate moment.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley:

Now he saw you stressing as soon as you hung up that phone.

“No Jim I already said no-...Are you kidding me? You know what, alright alright bye…SI-” “Right here Lovie, got your favorite movie ready and your snacks and an ICED coffee. I put extra ice.”

You jumped up to wrap your arms around him as you both laid on the bed and started the movie you cuddled up closely to him.

Maybe to close..

One thing lead to another and let’s just say you ended up on his lap. Right on his hardening cock.

“Hm I see…I’ll take nice and good care of you honey just sit nice and pretty f’me.”

And he stuck to his word, you relaxed on his chest after not wanting to get off of him quite yet.

You were basically cockwarming him not moving an inch you just liked feeling full.

You both sat there like that for about 20 minutes before he lifted you up and set you down on the bed as he started a shower for you, you preferred showers alone so you could thoroughly clean yourself.

When you finished your shower he left out some pajamas for you to wear.

And you and him cuddled as he whispered praising and calming things to you.

“You’re gonna be okay.” “Don’t stress, relax I got you.” “You’re safe with me.”

You listened to his words and fell asleep shortly after and he kept whispering things and kissing your forehead.

I LOVED THIS SMMMM AHHHH!!! 🖤

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c0ld0utside · 3 months

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Hi!! Can you write something for the platonic yandere Miguel O'Hara and an extremely aggressive teenage reader?

I sure can!

Yandere Miguel O’Hara with an Aggressive Teen Reader

Warnings: Violence, Miguel being Miguel, Possible OOC Miguel, Manipulation, Possessiveness, Overprotectiveness, Character Death, Kidnapping

When Miguel first recruited you, you were one of the sweetest kids he had ever met, reminding him of Gabriella. You were loud, happy, kind, funny (Actually funny by Miguel’s standards), not annoying, respectful… Best of all, you found solace in him. Like Pavitr, he had recruited you before your canon events happened. Usually, you would talk to him about whatever troubles you had- friends, schoolwork, grades, your aunt and uncle, the Daily Bugle, an annoying villain of the week,…anything.

And like he did with Gabriella, he listened. He cared. He gave you feedback and comfort. It always filled Miguel with satisfaction, you thinking over his words and nodding. It was even better when you didn’t just thank him, but hugged him as well. The first time you did that your fate was sealed.

Miguel monitors your dimension 24/7 while working on other tasks. He makes note of how things are at home with your aunt and uncle, the people you surround yourself with, and what you do when you’re not being a good student and Spider-Person. He’ll gently “push you in the right direction,” telling you that Nathan kid doesn’t sound like a good influence, that he can help you with that pesky math assignment, and that the next time things get tricky with an anomaly you should call him, not Hobie or Gwen.

Time went by and the two of you got closer and closer. You’d bring Miguel empanadas and tell him about your day. A joke your friend Norman told you. About how Eddie beat the snot out of some jerk after school behind the bleachers and you had to step in (Miguel voiced his concerns about Eddie for a good hour after that and how you should “probably” (definitely) stop hanging out with him). What Aunt May and Uncle Ben made for dinner.

You didn’t listen to Miguel, though.

You stumble into Miguel’s office, bloodied, bruised, and mask slightly ripped. Miguel doesn’t even make it off the platform- you’re suddenly rushing to him and he’s catching you in his arms. His mind is running wild. You’re hurt- you’re still bleeding, your mask- there’s a deep cut in your shoulder- you’re crying-

Miguel’s grip tightens and he forces his emotions down. “Shhh, cariño,” He whispers. “It’s okay, you’re safe. What happened to you?”

The moment you choke out the name, “Eddie,” he sighs, holding in a, “I told you so” and simply scoops you up to carry you to the infirmary.

You slowly stop hanging out with Miguel after that, focusing more on catching anomalies and your own dimension. Every time you show up to HQ you’ve changed in some way. Your suit has a new design, your tone isn’t as optimistic as it used to be, and your jokes are suddenly dark.

Miguel notices that the anomalies you bring in are always hurt in some way. It ranges from minor cuts, bruises, and scrapes, to full-on swollen eyes, deep gashes, and sometimes broken bones. To say that he’s worried is an understatement. What happened to you? Why won’t you talk to him anymore? When did you get so brutal?

The others come to him with concern. You snapped at Pavitr while getting lunch. You made a snide comment at Gwen the other day. You dislocated a Goblin variant’s arm when he was already down. Had it not been for Hobie’s quick thinking, you would’ve dropped a Kraven variant to his death.

Miguel starts coming with you on missions. He always stops you from going too far, hissing about how you could ruin a universe’s canon with your behavior. How you're going too far. The look in your eyes each time he scolds you makes his stomach hurt, but he has to do it. You drift further away from him and the others.

His worry skyrockets even more when you start coming back injured. That’s when Miguel decides enough is enough. He calls you into his office after you come back with several small tears in your suit, injuries, and an anomaly with an unrecognizable face and broken legs.

Miguel sighs your name, tone heavy with disappointment and concern. “¿Qué haces? What is it with you?” You don’t respond, fiddling with a rip on your left sleeve. “Di me, tell me what’s going on. You used to tell me everything and then you were gone. I’m scared, cariño. I’m scared that I’m going to lose you.”

"[Name], promise me you'll come back home. I can't lose you, too. "

Of course, Miguel already knows what’s happened, but he can’t let you know that he knows. He needs you to tell him, but you don’t budge. If you tell him, you won’t change for the worse. It was a 50-50 chance- you going down a dark path or getting back up again. Like every other Spiderman. Like a hero.

He says your name again, soft, pleading, parental.

“[Name],” Aunt May had whispered.

Miguel’s stunned when you snap at him. When you curse at him, telling him to fuck off and mind his own business. Telling him that you’re not Gabby and that you don't want to be some replacement. That he's not your father or your guardian or anything and he never will be.

Miguel processes with a wounded expression. His sadness and shock turn into anger, and then snaps at you.

“Don’t you ever speak to me that way again, understood?” Miguel snarls. “I can’t believe you. I can’t- you- you know what? Here’s what’s going to happen. You’re not going on any missions, nor are you leaving your room until you tell me what the Hell is going on with you.” You refuse and start to walk away, only for Miguel to pull you towards him harshly and bite down on your shoulder, venom taking effect automatically.

“I’m not losing you,” Miguel murmurs, adding a soft apology as he starts to walk.

—

Miguel keeps you locked up in the guest room of his apartment. The windows are bolted shut and he was smart enough to remove anything you could use to break the glass. You’ve tried punching and kicking, but that never worked. Miguel always checked up on you. Sometimes even spent the night when he knew you needed company.

It was frustrating, the way he told you that it was all for your own good and that if you’d just talk to him he’d let you go outside. … With supervision, of course. He brings you snacks and your favorite food. Even dessert if you’re behaving. He’ll tell you that the others miss you- that he misses you. He misses the way things used to be.

It’s frustrating how you rely on him for everything now and you have no emotional outlet aside from talking to him.

So you set your frustrations on your pillows and mattress instead.

When Miguel gets back and enters your room, he takes in the mess and sighs. “If you wanted to sleep over, you could’ve asked, cariño. Remember when you used to ask me all the time if you could?”

Can the old you come back to him, please? Even if it’s just a little bit? Can you just trust him with everything again?

Will you ever trust him again?

You still refuse to tell him what happened. How Eddie became a symbiote’s host. How Norman became your universe’s Green Goblin. About your Uncle Ben getting shot. About your Aunt May getting killed in the crossfire of a fight between you and the Green Goblin. About Jameson firing you and how you got kicked out of school since no one was able to pay your tuition fee (Which Miguel would have done if it wouldn’t have possibly disrupted your canon).

How you didn’t want to bother him with your issues. How you couldn’t see any positives like you used to. How you wished the two of you could hang out at his apartment, have some deep conversation, and become official found family.

You threw that fantasy in the trash, but the can hasn’t been emptied just yet.

Because Miguel was always there for you. And he’s here for you now.

You just need to let him back in.

“…Miguel?”

"Yes, mi cariño?"

Nah because how can every Spiderman go through so much angst and somehow not be even more fucked up than Miguel? Especially the younger ones?

Hope it was to your liking, I really liked this request!

Criticism is welcome, you look lovely today, and remember to take care of yourself!

#yandere #platonic #Miguel O'Hara #Yandere Miguel O'Hara #Platonic Miguel O'Hara #yandere dad #yandere imagines #atsp #yandere atsp #platonic atsp #platonic yandere atsp #yandad #yandere imagine #across the spiderverse #yandere spiderverse

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eepywriters · 4 months

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I haven’t done this before but can it just be cuddling fluff with quackity 😄

.✦°. • Cuddling with Quackity ( ´∀｀)

warnings: none, just domestic Alex

a/n: thank you for the request! And dw, you’ve done amazing <3 also I decided to do something different with this, just little cuddling scenarios based on different contexts

LATE SUNDAY MORNINGS

Sunday’s mornings. Heaven in Earth.

No work, no stress, just sleeping soundly in the arms of your lover.

Nothing compared to the feeling of lazing around with him the morning, giving yourselves the much needed rest you both deserved, while also spending some quality time with each other. But maybe something did, the peculiar choice of pillow you made that day: Alex’s chest.

Cheek pressing into his broad chest while his hands rest on your back, keeping you flush against him.

His chest had always been your favorite pillow, as embarrassing as that is. The constant sound of his heartbeat being a reminder that he’s here, next to you, secure in your arms.

You stir, limbs feeling a little numb. You feel comfy in your current position, but you also couldn’t help feeling restless and a bit guilty, you did sleep on top of him for hours after all.

He never seems to mind that though, every time you confront him about it he dismisses you with a little shrug: “I don’t care about your weight, actually I found it comforting. It’s like… if I feel you, I know we are together, and that’s… that feels nice” he’d always smile at you, a light flush of pink showing on his face at the cheeky confession.

Everything is meant to have it’s end though, and while you you surely feel like you could sleep for another 10 hours, you had chores to do. You try to get up, pushing against Alex’s chest to give yourself the strength to break his grip of steel on your back.

A soft whine falls from his lips, clearly not agreeing with your choice of action. He presses his hands down harder, effectively caging you between his arms and his chest.

Well, you were back to square one.

He had a habit of holding you impossibly close when you actually could enjoy each other’s company in the morning: you both usually had to scurry off to work before the other was awake, so there wasn’t really any time for cuddly shenanigans.

“Lex c’mon, gonna prepare breakfast” your words come out a little slurred as your mind was still hazy from your slumber; not that you really cared when your main focus was on how to free yourself from Alex’s tight embrace.

He only grumbles, grip not faltering even by a little.

“Let’s sleep s’me more” he utters, his deep, morning voice being in complete contrast with his childish behavior.

In all honestly, you still felt a little tired (and you didn’t feel it in your heart to say no to him, especially when he was holding you down like this). Two more minutes of rest couldn’t hurt right?

“Just 5 minutes m’kay?” you sigh, closing your tired eyes right back.

He nods.

You definitely slept more than that.

HE COMES BACK FROM A LATE WORK SESSION

You usually tried to stay awake and wait for him, just enough to have a little small talk before drifting to sleep together, except today not only was he taking longer that usual, but you were also feeling very tired.

You struggled, battling against your tired body, yet eventually your eyes felt too heavy to keep open any longer.

Light shuffles and movement around you are what surges you to open them again.

“Shhh, go back to sleep honey” he whispers, before warmth blooms on your forehead as his lips connect to your skin. A sigh of content leaves you whilst Alex peppers your face, and with each new spot he covers you melt more and more in his touch.

Your head rests in his arm, while his other one grabs one of your tights to guide it on top of his own legs. Your hand instinctively lay on his chest and you’re set, ready to bank your 7 daily hours in maximum comfort.

He gives you one last big kiss on your cheek and moves his forehead against yours, his soft breath warming his face. In a normal occasion you would be bothered by that, but you were way too sleepy to do anything about it (plus you couldn’t deny the butterflies that blossomed in your tummy at your closeness).

Before you know it, you both are dozing off, lulled by each other’s comforting presence.

YOU COME BACK LATE FROM WORK

After an exhausting shift, you were finally home. It wasn’t usual for you to come back this late, the clock just having ticked over two three o’clock, but work was work, and you be damned if you lost this one.

You sigh, mindlessly throwing your keys on their place before b-lining for your bedroom; your body had been aching to lay down and forget about all it’s worries ever since you sat down on your car’s seat.

You hurriedly change in your pajamas, trying your best to ignore the cold chills that start running up your arms. Alex had always been a light sleeper, so it doesn’t surprise you to see a half-lidded, drowsy set of eyes looking at you.

He lifts up the blanket with one hand, shivering lightly while pawing the empty spot on front of him with his free hand. You spare no time, swiftly crawling into his waiting arms and sucking up all the warmth you could muster from his body.

It spreads like ink, just beneath your flesh and deep inside your heart.

“Y’re cold” Alex whines weakly, even though he makes no move to shove you away from him whatsoever. As cool as you could be, there was no case scenario that would have him stray from you.

You shuffle your legs around, trying to warm yourself up while he plops his chin on top of your head, running his hand up and down your waist to help you in your objective.

You hug his chest, burring yourself onto him and taking in his sweet scent. He smelled like home.

“I missed you” you mutter, rubbing your head against him.

His answer doesn’t come in the form of a reply, but in a kiss on top of your head. He’s really happy you’re there with him, safe in his arms.

WATCHING TV TOGETHER

You had been eyeing a series for a while, holding yourself back from eating it up in one evening to ask Alex if he could be interested in watching it with you. The last time you two spent some quality time watching tv together was a long time ago, and it was a rewatch of Breaking bad. Yes, again. You honestly had lost count of the many times you ended up sitting trough his favorite episodes before going to bed.

“He have nothing better to watch anyways” he always said, and you swore that if your affection for him was any less you wouldn’t have been able to keep up with his antics.

That man had an obsession and he needed to work on it. Not that the series aren’t a masterpiece, but seeing the same plot in repeat for the fifth time has got you sick of it.

He wasn’t enthusiastic about it at first, giving you the same excuse about how busy he was with streaming and his project, nonetheless after mustering some adorable puppy eyes - and with the use of your incredible charm - he miraculously accepted to give it a chance.

Needless to say he’s enjoying the series more than you.

He had always been like that, he just needs a bit of convincing from time to time. Just a little push.

And there you both stood, his head laid on your lap as your hand gently runs trough his dark locks. As much as people gave him shit for his hair, they were very soft, and you often found yourself playing with it when you didn’t know where to put your hands.

“Can I braid your hair?” you don’t know where that question came from, you just suddenly felt the need to see him with a pretty little braid.

He emits a deep rumble from his chest.

You take it as a yes.

After some time of expertly moving your fingers around, creating a gentle dance between his locks and your digits, you deem your work acceptable.

“Look at me one sec”

He looks up at you, the little braid framing his cute face perfectly.

“You look cute” you laugh, giving him a big smooch on his forehead.

Alex scrunches his nose, not expecting the sudden burst of affection before letting out a small laugh himself.

“You think?” he says, and if his tone isn’t enough for you to pinpoint his cockiness, his poor imitation of the chad face certainly is.

“You’re so stupid” you huff, smacking him lightly on his arm.

“But you looove me” he drawls, hugging your waist and looking up at you with the smuggest grin you’ve ever seen him wear.

“Yeah I really should reconsider my judgement skills”

“HEY WTF”

(Would anyone want something similar but with kisses? Let me know ^.^)

#quackity x reader #quackity imagine #quackity x y/n #quackity x you #quackity fanfic #qsmp x reader #domestic fluff #cute and cuddly #not proofread #I’ll do it tomorrow it’s too late welp

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balletfilmss · 1 month

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COWBOY LIKE ME

✸ pairing: jason grace x cowgirl!reader smau

✸ notes: this is a random ass prompt but i like it hehe 🤭 this was originally gonna be a leo one but then i found the first pic…cowboy wannabe jason it is

…now playing: our song—taylor swift

yn.ln: cuntry 🎀

tagged: j.grace

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ssmchsizzleee: JASON, SHE’S SOUTHERN AND GREEK, RUN FOR THE HILLS BROTHA 🗣️🗣️

╰┈➤ j.grace: too late 🤷‍♀️

╰┈➤ yn.ln: said the mf from TEXAS 😒

sunshinesolace: YEEHAW MOTHERFUCKERS ‼️🦅

╰┈➤ yn.ln: YEEHAW

j.grace: i think i pull of the princess cowgirl hat pretty well, if i do say so myself

╰┈➤ yn.ln: yes baby, you’re very pretty

╰┈➤ j.grace: 🤭

abchase: A WIN FOR US SOUTHERN GIRLIES 🤞🤍COWGIRL PARTIES 4EVER

╰┈➤ yn.ln: 4EVER AND EVER BETH

annabethsbf: i never wanna see a pair of boots ever again oh my fuck

╰┈➤ yn.ln: life was so much better five seconds ago before you commented this

honey.hazell: SAVE A WHO AND RIDE A WHAT

╰┈➤ annabethsbf: HAZEL NO HIDE YOUR EYES

╰┈➤ honey.hazell: WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN

╰┈➤ yn.ln: hazel…sweetie no 😭

piedpiper: still can’t believe you pulled off a rodeo themed party

╰┈➤ yn.ln: you know i love me a good theme 😋

j.grace: SOUTHERN WOMEN ARE THE HOTTEST‼️

╰┈➤ annabethsbf: AMEN TO THAT BROTHER 🗣️

…now playing: stick season—noah kahan

j.grace: if the boot fits then wear it, or something like that

tagged: yn.ln

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annabethsbf: i cannot believe my eyeballs. she turned our roman yeehawy

╰┈➤ j.grace: yippee ki yay or whatever 🤠

piedpiper: do not country-afi noah kahan jason.

╰┈➤ j.grace: why must you have a problem with every little thing 😒

╰┈➤ piedpiper: i am no man’s peace.

yn.ln: MY CUTIE COWBOY ‼️🤍

╰┈➤ j.grace: I LOVE YOU COWGIRL 🫶

╰┈➤ yn.ln: I LOVE YOU TOO 🤭

╰┈➤ ssmcshizzle: GET A ROOM 🗣️🗣️

ssmcshizzle: don’t think i forgot the time i put MY cowboy hat on your head and you swatted it away like a fly 😒

╰┈➤ j.grace: well she kissed me after she put it there so i wasn’t gonna say NO

╰┈➤ ssmcshizzle: I COUPDVE DONE THAT IF I THOUGHT IT WOJLD WORK

╰┈➤ yn.ln: LEO GET AWAY FROM MY BOYFRIEND

abchase: the boot definitely didn’t fit but it’s okay bc you tried 😇

╰┈➤ j.grace: annie you’re supposed to be supportive of the country escapades 😔

ghostboy.nico: gods, they’re multiplying

╰┈➤ yn.ln: you love us southerners, we know ☺️

╰┈➤ ghostboy.nico: unfortunately

╰┈➤ sunshinesolace: thanks babe 🤩

j.grace uploaded a story!

@ annabethsbf replied:

SHE HAS YOU SAYING YALL NOW???

shhh, quiet city boy

said the kid raised by wolves

i will bite you.

@ ssmcshizzle replied:

yo is that my hat?

probably, considering i’m wearing hers

WELL CAN I HAVE IT BACK??

🤷‍♂️

@ yn.ln replied:

omg jay you’re tarnishing my mysterious cool girl reputation

you’re as mysterious as a glass window

that’s not true

i’m hot n sexy n mysterious

2 truths 1 lie

you suck

love you too honey 😚

#୨୧ love letters #jason grace #jason grace smau #jason grace x reader #jason grace x y/n #jason grace oneshot #jason grace x you #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus #hoo #hoo x you #pjo #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo fandom #pjo hoo toa #hoo x reader #jason grace imagine

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fuhlensworld · 4 months

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୨⎯ Red waves ⎯୧

Pelle ohlin x Reader

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・

Tw:period oral,AFAB! Reader,cursing,hair pulling,pet names, reader being in pain from cramps,oral fem receiving,slight fluff,slight cnc, Dom!pelle

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.

Laying in bed,you wiped little tears off your face, your cramps had been so painful and your boyfriend Pelle had been gone all day with the band working on their new song. You were curled up in your favorite fuzzy blanket, the stuffed animal Pelle had bought you in hand,when you heard the door open and your boyfriend call out to you.

“Sweetheart I’m home dude varg was getting on my last fucking nerve tod- baby? Oh baby are you okay?” He says as he walks into the room and sees you a crying mess in your shared bed.

“Y yeah m’just having really bad cramps”

You say as you sniffle and look at him with glossy eyes.

“Aww my poor baby” he says as he pulls you in for a hug,

“You know what would make you feel better” he says with a smirk on his face

You assumed he meant a nice movie and a cuddle sesh but oh we’re you wrong.

“What?” You say as you move to get in a more comfortable position

“If I gave you some head” he says as he rubs your tummy

“Pelle no! Thats nasty im not gonna let you give me h head when I’m on my period!” You said to him, even though some head sounded good right now you never had it when you were on your period so you were unsure.

“Oh baby but I wasn’t asking you” he cooed as he pulled the blanket off of your body and got on top of you and started to plant sweet but firm kisses along your jawline moving down to your neck.

“Fuck Pelle please let’s just do something else” you pleaded with him, it’s not that you didn’t want him to eat you out, you were just embarrassed,what if he was grossed out?

“Shhh baby let me make you feel good you’ll like it I promise,also you don’t really have a choice now do you?” He let out a light chuckle before pulling your pants and panties down,you hid your face in embarrassment but he didn’t care he started kisses your thighs and finally moved his face right at your pussy, he let out a groan as he kicked a stripe from your entrance all the way to your swollen clit.

“F-fuck Pelle please oh my god”

You moaned out forgetting about ever feeling embarrassed in the first place, “that’s right baby just relax, god you taste so damn good” he said diving right back into you, after he spent some time licking your entrance he focused on your aching clit,sucking and giving it little kitten licks.

After some time you felt that knot of pleasure in your tummy coming undone and you grabbed onto his hair and grinder your hips against his face, desperate for more

“Fuck Pelle im gonna cum please please” you moaned out as he gripped into your hips tighter,that’s definitely gonna leave a bruise. Finally the cord snapped and you screamed Pelle’s name as he gave your pussy tiny kitten licks to help you come down from your high.

“You did so good baby” he says as he comes up to kiss you, you didn’t care that he had your blood all over his face, you just wanted to taste him.

You made out with him heavily as he gripped your hair trying to pull you in closer.

“I love you baby” he said as he peppered kisses all over your face

“I love you too now let’s clean this blood off” you said with a light chuckle.

The rest of the night was filled with cuddles and kisses from Pelle!

An:AHH THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT SORRY THIS KNE TOOK SO LONG IVE BEEN BUSY, FEEL FREE TO REQUEST ANYTHING!!!

#rory culkin #pelle ohlin #pelle #lords of chaos #dead mayhem #mayhem band #jack kilmer #smut #fluff #cnc k!nk

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loveroffictionalmen · 6 months

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hi !! could you possibly do a oneshot or something where Mike comes home from work early one morning and he sees that the reader (could be GN or male if you happen to write male stuff) is still asleep on the couch, (they take Max’s place in being Abby’s babysitter but they DON’T work for the aunt) and he’s so tired that he ends up grabbing a blanket and cuddling up next to them? and then when they wake up they’re like “mike?? are you okay??” and he’s just a flustered mess? thank you so much! <3

Wakey Wakey

Pairings: Mike Schmidt x male!reader

Description: after a long night at work, mike just needs some comfort from abby’s babysitter, aka, his boyfriend

Warnings: little tiny sexual innuendo at the end if you squint, falling asleep together, fight scene kinda? mostly fluff tho

Words: 704

Prompt: cuddling

A/N: I LAURVED WRITING THIS MIKE IS MY LOVEEEEEEEEE send me more requests for him cus tbh, this was fun af

Mike had just had one of the worst nightmares in his life. So bad, in fact, that he left work early. It was the same nightmare he had been having for years, but instead of finding his little brother, Garett, gone a minute too late, he came face to face with the kidnapper. Only the kidnapper had a mask on- a yellow bunny mask with a purple bowtie at the bottom.

Having been caught off guard, Mike ended up on the ground, beaten and bruised, as he watched his younger brother be coaxed into the station-wagon, and driven away, never to be seen again.

As if the dream wasn’t enough, he had woken up feeling incredibly sore. Bruises littered his arms and torso, but nothing too serious. Mike was too tired to stop and question why he even had bruises in the first place. It was only a dream after all... right?

It was only 4:58 when Mike got to his house- a mere hour before he should have even left work in the first place. He fumbled with his keys, trying to find the right one to open the house. When had he acquired so many keys?

All the lights were off, except for the light above the stove, which provided just enough light for Mike to find his way to the sofa. He sat, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness, when he heard a soft snore. He looked to his right to find y/n curled up under a fleece blanket. He smiled softly. How did he get such a handsome boyfriend? And one that happened to babysit as well?

Mike scooted closer to y/n, pulling him close to his body and laying down against the pillow behind him, so that he was holding y/n. After a while he let sleep overtake him.

When y/n woke up, he was definitely surprised to see Mike home early, much less on the couch with him rather than in his own bed. Y/n crawled over Mike quietly, tiptoeing to the kitchen and turning the stove light off, as the natural light began to fill the kitchen.

He pulled out the egg carton from the fridge, as well as a pack of bacon. If Mike was home early, y/n might as well surprise him with breakfast.

“Is that eggs and bacon I smell?” Abby loudly ran into the kitchen.

“Shhh, we don’t wanna wake your brother, do we?”

“Oh right,” She whispered. “Is that eggs and bacon I smell?” She said much quieter that time.

“Yeah, thought I’d surprise Mike,” Y/n said, laughing a little to himself.

“And why is that?” Y/n jumped a little when he heard Mike’s voice. He turned to see Mike still in his security outfit with messy hair and a crooked smile on his face.

“Well you certainly surprised me when I woke up,” Y/n said. Mike blushed.

“That wasn’t- I didn’t-”

“It’s okay Mike. I liked waking up like that.” Y/n said with a soft smile.

“Waking up like what?” Abby asked, looking between the two boys.

“In your brother’s arms,” Y/n said, making Mike blush again. Abby simply stuck her tongue out and faked throwing up.

“When I grow up, I’m never gonna be in love. It’s gross,” Abby said.

“You might change your mind hun,” Y/n said.

“No,” Abby stated, matter of factly, pulling a piece of paper out of who know where and began coloring with the crayons that were already spread out on the table from last nights drawing session.

Mike wandered closer to y/n, wrapping his arms around y/n and hugging him from behind. When y/n placed his hands over Mike’s, Mike hissed.

“Mike-” Y/n looked at Mike’s knuckles that were raw from the “dream” fight. “Are you okay love? What happened?”

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it,” Mike murmured. Y/n got the hint that he didn’t want to talk about it but he kept it in his mind that he should ask again later.

“I liked waking up like that,” Y/n said.

“Yeah?” Mike asked, placing a kiss on y/n’s jaw.

“Yeah.”

“Well I liked falling asleep like that. Let’s do it in my bed next though. WAIT- I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!”

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indigogvf · 5 months

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Bottled up

Summary: Jake comforts you after a bad week at work.

Warnings: Crying? There’s no others that I can think of, just lots of comfort and fluff.

Word count: 1279

AN: Thanks for helping me decide which fic to do on my poll!! Im still gonna do the other two at some point, but Jake comfort was the winner so you’re getting this one first😁

Also, my requests are open!! I’d love to hear any ideas.

You just finished work, and you’re walking rather quickly to your car, whilst also desperately holding back tears to avoid your boss after he gave you a deadline for a presentation; a presentation he told you about yesterday. And the deadline is on Monday.

It’s Friday.

After the immense stress and pressure you’ve been holding in this week, it was safe to say you were now at your breaking point.

You practically threw yourself into your car as tears started streaming down your face, not wanting to catch the attention of any coworkers who might also be leaving. Everything that had even slightly upset or bothered you this week now seemed earth shattering as you finally let yourself feel all the emotions you’ve been pushing away. You were never one to talk about how you felt; you always felt as if no one really cared, or that you were being a burden. Everyone has their own stuff going on, why do they need yours to think about too?

You pulled up in the driveway, taking a deep breath before getting out of your car and making your way to the house. You walked in, chucking your keys on the side table and hanging your coat up. “Jake, I’m home.” You called out. You walked through to the kitchen to see where he was after you heard no response, and found him cutting up some type of vegetable, which you couldn’t quite see because he was in the way. “Hey. What are you making?” You questioned.

“Hey, honey. I’m making lasagna for dinner. I know it’s your favourite, and I wanted to do something nice for you.” He smiled. You took a deep breath, not wanting to start up the waterworks for the second time. He was so good to you.

“Oh. That’s very thoughtful of you, Jake. Thank you.” You returned his smile as he pulled you in for a sweet little kiss. “I’m gonna head upstairs and take a shower.” You began walking away,

“Wait!” He called, “How was work?”

You were really hoping you’d dodged that question.

“Uh.. yeah, it was fine.” You briskly walked away, desperately trying to avoid any further questions.

You failed.

“Just fine? Are you sure?” He paused for a moment, awaiting your response. When you hesitated, he continued. “You’ve been a little off with me this week.. have I done something wrong? Is there something going on elsewhere that’s bothering you?”

Fuck.

You hate this. You almost hate yourself for this. You’ve been pushing him away all week, attempting to avoid this exact conversation. As much as you want to just curl up on the couch with him and bathe in his love and affection, you knew yourself too well. You knew you’d crack and end up crying to him about how stressed you’ve been, which is exactly what you want to avoid. You hate that you’ve made him feel like he’s done something wrong. You can feel your lip quivering as you hold back your tears for the second time since you’ve come home. “I’m sorry. I.. I just-“ aaaand here it comes.

You put your head in your hands as you start bawling, trying to conceal the fact that you’re most definitely not okay. Although you think it’s fairly obvious, because Jake rushes over to you, embracing you in a tight hug as your body shakes against his. “Hey, it’s okay. Shhh. Just let it all out,” He says softly into your ear whilst gently stroking your hair. “Talk to me, baby. What’s going on?” He prods.

You collect yourself, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm yourself enough to explain yourself. “I’m sorry for pushing you away all week. You didn’t do anything, I’ve just had a week from hell. I didn’t want to be a burden to you so I just kept it to myself, but I knew if you were to ask about my day, I’d crack.” You mumbled, feeling slightly ashamed because saying it out loud makes you feel slightly pathetic.

“What makes you think you can’t talk to me? You can always talk to me - about anything. I want to be there for you, honey. But I can’t if i don’t know when there’s something bothering you. Your problems will never burden me, I promise. Now, tell me what happened.” He reassures you, still giving gentle strokes across your hair.

You knew your thought process was slightly unnecessary when it came to Jake. He’s never made you feel like you can’t talk to him; in fact, you know you can talk to him. You assume it was from when you were a teenager and your two friends ignored you for being upset, and then proceeded to tell you it was draining to be around you. You’re glad that Jake shows you nothing of the sort.

“Well, on Monday, there was four clients who phoned and screamed at me down the phone for the way that their previous issues were handled. I didnt even deal with their original complaints. On Tuesday, my boss called me for a meeting about those calls and basically questioned my ability to do my job, despite the fact that I told him multiple times I didn’t handle their original complaints. On Wednesday, my coworker shouted at me in front of the entire office about how i didn’t send him some documents he needed, even though he didn’t tell me about them. On Thursday I split my coffee on my cream coloured jumper and had to walk around with a giant stain down my chest. Today, my boss gave me a deadline for a presentation. He told me about the presentation on Thursday, and the deadline is on Monday.” You took a breath, feeling like you were suffocating because of how quickly and passionately you listed all of the problems of the week.

“Oh, love. I’m sorry. You don’t deserve to be treated this way. You’re always working so hard, it’s a shame they can’t see that. Have you thought about working somewhere else? You deserve to be respected and seen for your work, and I don’t think you’re going to get that at this company.” He spoke in the most delicate voice.

You thought for a moment, contemplating his suggestion of getting a new job. “I don’t know. I hadn’t really thought about that; but I think you might be right.” You replied.

Jake pulled you closer to him, placing your head on his chest. “You know you can always talk to me, don’t you?” He asked.

“I do. I guess I just overthink it sometimes.” You said, reassuring him.

“Do you promise you’ll talk to me next time?” He held his pinky finger out.

“I pinky promise, Jake.” You shook his pinky as you smiled at each other.

He pulled you in for a gentle kiss to your lips and then planted kisses around your face, leaving an extra big one on your forehead. You giggled in response, already feeling much better.

“Why don’t we eat our lasagna and try to come up with some solutions that might make your work easier, and then cuddle on the couch with a movie on in the background, hm? That sound good, pretty girl?” He suggested.

“Mmm, that sounds amazing. Thank you, Jake. I love you.” You nuzzled your head into his chest. You could hear his heartbeat gently thumping in your ear.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He placed a kiss on your head whilst simultaneously giving you a tight squeeze.

You loved him so much, it was almost too much. But you especially loved how loved he made you feel.

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delcakoo · 2 years

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jake with a short gf ༉‧₊˚.

requested <3 ! jay ver ! hoon ver ! riki ver !

PAIRING ! jake x f!reader

GENRE ! fluff

WC ! 1.1k

WARNINGS ! absolutely none just jake being cute puppy bf

a/n: hoon ver is next, then riki according to my inbox jsdhdh! thank u for the req nonnie c:

AS ONE OF THE SHORTER MEMBERS

jake love love loves your height so much <333

he thinks you’re just the cutest and will take absolutely any chance he can to PICK YOU UP

need help reaching something?

instead of getting it for you, this boy will wrap his arms around your waist and lift you up so YOU can be the one to get it

then when you finally get it and he puts you down he’s like “lets gooo!! you did it princess, up top!!” *extremely loud high five*

if you’re literally just existing??

don’t question anything if you’re suddenly being raised into the air and spun around in circles while jake’s just giggling

and especially since your boyfriend doesn’t work out, this makes him feel very manly and strong so let him be 😞😞

this one is a bit annoying BUT

whenever you try to scold him he is totally unserious because lisTEN THE WAY YOU’RE LOOKING UP at hIM IT MAKES HIM ALL GIDDY iNSIDE 💔💔

“jake i’m serious, how the hell did you break my microwave?”

“uhh….😊”

“why the fuck are you smiling?!

he just giggles but quickly covers his mouth, “sorry angel, you just look so cute when you’re mad!”

you don’t know if you wanna punch him or give him a big hug because why is he adorable

and dw he buys you a new microwave before your tiny leg punts him to mars (he jokes that he wouldn’t even feel it 🧍mfer)

no matter where you are

even if you’re on in public this boy will absolutely give you endearing head pats

you’re just peacefully laying against your boyfriend’s chest in the skytrain

and suddenly he’s patting you like a cat or something

*extremely dramatic, slow head turn* “what’re you doing?”

“giving you pets!” jake replies with an innocent smile

you give him a disgusted glance, “...you’re lucky i love you.”

gets evEN MORE GIDDY AFTER YOU SAID THAT like a real pupPY

one of jake’s most favourite things on earth is when you wear his clothes <3

you just walk out from a shower with wet hair looking all hot and steamy

and as he’s about to jokingly wolf whistle from the bed like an idiot, his eyes fall to your figure being practically swallowed by HIS GREY HOODIE 🥹🥹

your little hands have formed the cutest sweater paws and even your knees are hidden by the bottom of the fabric and your boyfriend is just uwuing

“ahhhh my cute girl!! c’mereee!”

he’d then proceed to jump off the bed and run towards you, not giving you a second to protest before throwing you on the bed for cuddle time <33

“bub, i need to dry my hair”

“shhh, i’m more important aren’t i ?!”

what’re u gonna do

say no??? didn’t think so ❤️

also also

jake feels EXTRA protective of you due to your smallness :(

would if the wind is too strong and blows you away?!

when you guys are walking in a crowd.. oh boy

he has a GAME PLAN forming in his head

you are not going to be anymore than 3 centimetres from his body until you’re out of the stampede

he doesn’t actually tell you anything, you kinda just let him do what we wants as he pulls you right against his body and leads you with one hand against the small of your back

the other hand is tightened by his side in case anybody tries something

he’s ready to FIGHT

that’s a joke

this is jake he’d probably apologise if someone bumped into him BUT when it comes to you he’ll definitely be sending some harsh stares and frowns

“geez.. who do these tall people think they are??”

“you were right there! like, i get you’re pretty tiny but he should’ve been looking down too 😡!!”

*sends death glares at anyone who dares to shove into you and say ‘sorry, didnt see you down there’*

speaking of walks

if you are literally ever tired, do not be afraid to let him know !!

his favourite thing ever is giving you piggybacks and just cooing at how small and easy you are to carry

“hop on, princess!”

subtly tries to show off his not very existent muscles by flexing his arms while he carries you even tho in reality it’s just cuz you’re light af

“feels like i'm wearing a backpack”

“shortie, you still up there? sorry, i can barely even tell ☺️”

AGAIN he doesn’t like.. TEASE you as bad as two other members i’m thinking of would.. 🧌

but he definitely does make random annoying remarks like that

bullies you when you least expect it fr. 😞😞

another reason jake loves your height is because it makes it 10x easier during cuddle sessions (if you havent noticed im a cuddling w jake enthusiast) to literally wrap his entire body around yours like a whole cocoon

he will only cuddle ONE PERSON (and one dog) IN THIS WORLD and he’s determined to make sure you feel the most loved ever >:(((

when you try to be the big spoon he just giggles a bit

watches in amusement as your tiny arms try to wrap around his whole frame

“baby you’re cute and all, but let me take it from here” proceeds to flip you around so your back is to his chest before squeezing the breath out of you jshdjdh

back hugs with him <3333

if someone comments about your height, i’m sorry but this mf will probably laugh with them 🧍

“y/n! are you wearing insoles in your shoes again?” jungwon snickers AS SOON AS YOU WALK THROUGH THE DOOR

“n-no…” you lie, refusing to meet the cat boy’s mischievous eyes

then all of a sudden jake appears behind you.. the man you thought you could trust..

“oh, she is.” he eXPOSES you, “do you really think y/n grew up to my neck in a day?

then they both start laughing as if you aren’t right there 😞

“i’m breaking up with you,” you huff

he fakes a gasp, “oh no, who’s gonna help you reach the kitchen shelves then?” WHY IS HE SO MEAN

“i’ll ask heeseung”

suddenly he’s gasping for real and pulling you into a hug that lifts your feet off the ground

“you can’t do that! that’s my job :(((“

moral of the story

big puppy boyfriend who ADORES your height and if you’re ever insecure about it you’ll just end up being hugged to death with never ending words of comfort >:(