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mondaymelon · 5 months

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Hihi!!! Saw your requests are open and maybe…. Just some cuddling hc or drabbles 🙏

I’m touch starved obviously, but it would be nice with kaeya, diluc, Alhaitham, and Ayato ?

My pookies, they need a hug fr 😔

₊˚ෆ "𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌." | kaeya, diluc, alhaitham, ayato, kazuha x gn!reader

not very familiar with writing this kinda stuff so added a little bit of variation for each one!! thank you for the request nonnie !!!

[ touch starved genshin men are so... chef's kiss... ]

Kaeya has been growing busier recently.

With the return of several reconnaissance missions, all sorts of paperwork have been shoved onto the poor man, and he’s spent every free hour away from his desk unwinding at Angels Share, where instead of getting pestered, he’s pestering any person close enough to hear his words.

“I miss them…” He mumbled to no one in particular, swirling the deep reds of the wine in his glass, pressing his cheek against the wooden counter. His voice denied his dubious sobriety, and his hazy gaze certainly wasn’t helping his case.

The bartender just sighed, clearly fed up with Kaeya’s drunk antics, and turned to the crestfallen man while clearing away the bottles he’s downed in the past two hours. “Your lover? Why not just go see them?”

“...” Silence was the only answer from the male as his mouth dropped slightly ajar, his eye sparkling with realization. That’s right, why couldn’t he? Ignoring the jarring fact that it was well past a reasonable bedtime, he slammed his cup down on the table, before stumbling out the door. The path to your place was well-trodden and familiar, winding along the perimeter of Mondstadt’s walls and a cozy place to all. Kaeya could’ve sworn all he did was blink once or twice, yet he had already found himself with his hand raised, knocking on the wood of your door. There was quiet, then the soft steps of your sleepy footsteps. The door creaked open, and he practically flung himself at your pajama-wearing form, engulfing you in an embrace as he buried his head into the crook of your neck.

“K-Kaeya?” Your body swayed from the sudden weight, and you hesitantly returned the gesture, wrappping your arms around his lower torso. He mumbled into your skin, unintelligible sounds that just made your ears burn. “Hey, you reek of alcohol, just where have you-”

“Ugh, you’re too loud.” His voice was low, breathy, and he slowly walked into your house, closing the door behind him. “I just wanted to see you. Cuddles please, love?” He’s drunk, it’s clear from the red flush dusted across the cheeks and the way he stares, practically mesmerized by the sight of you.

You couldn’t even form a coherent thought, let alone an argument. With a sigh, you dragged his limp self to the bedroom, covering him in blankets and pillows before cuddling up next to him. “Happy?”

“No, I asked for cuddles. C’mere.” And just like that, you’re trapped in his sturdy arms, and he let out a content exhale as he snuggled himself into your form.

“Warm. Can’t we just stay like this for tonight, love?” ₊˚ෆ

Diluc always came home late.

It’s no surprise that Mondstadt’s everyday occurrences and trifles kept him away from where he longs to be the most, and the fact that he’s secretly Mondstadt’s Darknight Hero wasn't exactly aiding him in this predicament. He let out a long sigh, rearranging the papers on his desk, and ignored the ink splatters that had gotten on his sleeves. His red eyes scanned the world past the large windows, the sun overhead shining down on the grape fields below. In just a few months, harvest season would arrive, and then the whole estate would be bustling with activity. Just thinking about it made his head hurt.

A walk would do him some good. As work-centered of a person he was, it wouldn’t do him any well to keep himself glued at his desk for countless archon-forsaken hours on end. He stepped out into the hallway, only to pause in his place as he spotted you, glancing around in confusion with a wicker basket dangling from your hold. All questions flew out of his head as he approached you from behind, pulling you into a back hug. “Love, what are you doing here?”

“Diluc!” You perked up as soon as you felt his touch, giving his red hair a light ruffle. He leaned into your touch with a soft smile on his lips. “It’s lunchtime, isn’t it? The maids told me you’ve been cooped up in your room all day, so I figured I’d bring a little something…” You held your picnic basket a little higher so that he could see, face growing red as he remained silent. “H-Have you already eaten…? Sorry, I’ll-”

“No, don’t.” He reluctantly let go of you, but took your hand instead, gently guiding you to the drawing room, where a long couch has been fixed next to the wall. He looped his arm around the basket and placed it on the table, then directed his full attention onto you. “But can it wait?”

You’re not used to him requesting things, and your eyes widened. “S-Sure, but what for?”

“So I can do this.” Suddenly, your back was against the couch, and Diluc was on top of you, his arms planted on either side of your form and effectively capturing you with his own body. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, before leaning his head against your chest, letting out a breath of contentment as he fluttered his eyes shut. Your quickening heartbeat pulsed in his ear. “Do… Do what you did earlier. That… playing with my hair. Please.”

Who were you to refuse? You relented to his efforts and ran a hand through his crimson locks, letting a smile grace your lips at his sudden childishness. “You tired?”

He hummed in response. “Mhm.” Your touch was ever so gentle, and he yearned for it with a passion. Slowly, he reached for the hand on his head and held it, kissing the back of it delicately, as if you were made from porcelain.

“Thank you, love.” ₊˚ෆ

Alhaitham’s head is always stuck inside a book, that is no understatement.

And now was no different. Even with his duties relieved, it being a weekend, and despite the fact that he’s literally sitting right next to you on the couch, his nose is still buried in his novels, eyes scanning page after page. Yes, you could understand his love for reading, but did it really surpass his love for you? Call it childish, but it had been a long week, and you wanted nothing more than to snuggle into Alhaitham’s arms and listen to his half-hearted complaints. You pouted at the ashen-haired male, who hadn’t even looked up for the past two hours. This had to be a new form of torture.

“Haitham.”

“Mhm?” You could feel your frown deepen as he just hummed a response, not even bothering to look up. In situations like these, isn’t it better to be upfront?

“...Can we cuddle?” Alhaitham’s eyes widened the slightest margin, his multicolored gaze finally, finally shifting upwards to meet yours. His stare flickers as he spots the small pout fixed on your lips, and his own formed a smile.

“Needy, are we?” He said it with a dash of sarcasm, yet set the book away all the while. Uncrossing his toned arms, he glanced up at you with a brow raised. “Why don’t you say please?”

You huffed. Of course, he had to be like this, but whatever irritation you might’ve had was more or less swept away as you opened your mouth to speak once more. “Please?”

And just like that, you’re wrapped tightly in his arms, the side of your face pressed into his chest where you could hear the dull, just slightly faster than usual beat. His hand snaked its way behind your head, and he softly toyed with your strands as he buried his own face into your neck. Alhaitham’s skin was slightly cool to the touch, yet his warmth spread across every inch of you, and all of a sudden, it was hard to breathe with how much overtime your heart was putting in. You moved to speak, but your voice was completely dead, and when you tried to shift your position, Alhaitham’s firm hold on you kept you locked in place.

It’s not like you had any complaints. Even from this unflattering angle, you’re able to admire how long the archons spent crafting a man like Alhaitham, with his sharp jawline and fair skin, and gorgeous, marble eyes that’s colors blended like a painting.

“What, like what you see?” Alhaitham couldn’t even act exasperated, and the smile that’s reserved only for you was one filled with amusement.

“And if I do?” You could feel the flush on your face.

“Admire me all you want, since I’ll be doing the exact same to you.” ₊˚ෆ

Ayato is a man of many masks.

It’s something that’s needed for the life he leads. A situation that he’s been delved deep into ever since his birth. You certainly don’t blame him for it, it’d be impossible to. That, and that facade absolutely collapses whenever the two of you are alone together. His usual business politeness and mask of indifference simply cease to exist, and you become one of the only people who can see the man as he is, rather than just a political figure that you’ll shake hands with to maintain appearance. Instead, it’s the smooth-tongued and cheeky man who found you when you were at your life’s low, took your hand with a smile, and brought you back to the light. You had fallen for him, and fallen hard. To think that you were his lover now seemed like a delusion that your brain had crafted, but it was true, and it was found in small moments like these.

After a rather taxing meeting with the Inazuman officials, who were busy pressing for marriage between the Kamisato clan and another, you found him snuggled into your arms when you woke up in the morning. When he had joined you in your bed, you had no idea, but you admired the way his violet eyes were shut and how his long, dark lashes curled. You marveled at how ethereal the man was, the beauty mark that graces the skin just below his lips, and his long, silky tufts of light blues and indigos. “Pretty…” Your voice was barely a whisper, so as to not wake the sleeping male, but you already know your eyes are sparkling. “Archons, isn’t it unfair that you’ve given him all the beauty you could��ve given?”

You shake your heads at your odd thoughts, lightly touching his head, in awe at the softness of his hair, and his hazy eyes slowly fluttered open with remaining ebbs of morning grogginess. “Ah, you’re awake?”

Ayato merely smiled, pulling you closer and pressing into your form. “No,” he sounded pleased with himself, too pleased with himself. You narrowed your eyes in suspicion. “I’ve been awake all this time. Seems like you say some embarrassing things about me while I slumber?”

Silence. Your eyes are round, and your mouth has fallen slack as you stare in utter shock at the audacity of your lover before you. “Y-You-”

“Next time, don’t be too shy to say it to my face, alright?” ₊˚ෆ

(a/n) omg its finished hooray hooray !! first ever req on the main so jodafjlfjlksd dies are the characters ooc theyre ooc okay im tired lets honk mimim

-> teehee what if yall left a message on my christmas tree 😶😶😶

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delcakoo · 1 year

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hi ! can i req jungwon as the big spoon?

hihi ofcc <3 writing this def cheered me up, thank u for the cute req anonnie! (soft hours closed)

9:41PM — “jagi, are you sleepy yet?” jungwon whispers, head against your chest as the promised neverland plays softly on your tv in front of you.

you tap your phone curiously at his question, brows furrowing at the early time displayed on your screen. “it’s only like, 10pm, wonnie.”

your boyfriend peers up at you grumpily, large cat eyes nearly impossible to refuse. “i know, but i’m really really getting sleepy, y/n,” he continues to complain, wiggling around like a toddler.

snickering at his tired antics, you reach for the remote to turn off the anime, watching from your peripheral vision as jungwon grins happily at your inability to tell him ‘no’.

only a minute or two later, you find yourself hopping into bed, jungwon following close behind from his side of the mattress while eliciting a silent yawn. once you’re both securely settled in the sheets, you quickly lift an arm to turn off your lamp, embracing the pitch black darkness that follows suit.

at this point, normally you’d wrap your arms around the boy, leave a few gentle pecks down the back of his head and neck before murmuring out a ‘goodnight’ and ‘sleep well’. but you’re shocked to say the least when you feel jungwon push you over to face away from him, a lazy arm pulling your back right up against his chest while the other lays above your head on the pillow protectively.

“what- what are you doing?” you inquire, rendered speechless. his heart beat is surprisingly calm and relaxed, opposing your unsteady one at the close yet unusual contact of the male. it was practically an unspoken rule that you were supposed to hold him in bed, not the other way around!

jungwon giggles, dragging you impossibly closer and snuggling his face into your hair. “i felt like trying out big spoon tonight,” he explains cutely.

“oh? and what’s your opinion thus far?”

“i get the appeal,” he instantly admits. “i have so much power! i can change positions and cuddle you however i want and there’s nothing you can do about it~” you can nearly envision the cat boy’s snarky, teasing expression at that moment, sighing as a larger leg raises on top of yours, effectively trapping you in place like a snake to its prey.

your boyfriend may look weak and small compared to some of his weightlifting bandmates, but there was no doubt in his strength at times like these. “ah, this is seriously perfect,” jungwon groans in satisfaction.

you fake a dramatic huff, “yeah, for you, idiot. i’m practically immobile over here.” little did he know you that you were busy smiling like an idiot, thanking the overwhelming darkness for hiding your ears and cheeks growing warmer by the minute.

“yoi, don’t pretend you aren’t loving this.”

perhaps you’d allow jungwon to take charge of cuddling more often.

the ‘yoi’ is supposed to be that thing wonnie always does irl 😭 i just didn’t know how i should spell it jshsj

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mncxbe · 4 months

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Heyy hope you're doing well!! I'm not sure if you have done this before and sorry if you did but could I request akutagawa and reader fucking after a really long time? Like the reader was on a really long mission out of Yokohama or with her friends or whatever which causes Akutagawa to....you know be pent up after being away from his s/o for so long and super needy. I just feel like he would absolutely pounce on them once they return lol!!

oof oof yes anon you cooked a good idea👀 tbh I see him being super impatient and needy but he's too prideful to show it at first. but anyway I hope you like this hihi♡♡

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Teasing♡

𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: smut♡/ Aku degrading you lil bit (use of word slut)

Akutagawa's patience was starting to wear off with each torturous second that passed. It's been two hours since you got home from your trip to Kobe and you didn't so much as lay a finger on him.

Naturally, you hugged him as you entered your shared apartment; shopping bags hanging loosly from your arms, luggage rolling behind you on its little wheels, but nothing besides that.

And oh, how cruel you were to him. You knew how much he missed you, how your two weeks absence has been utterly unbearable, how pent up and needy he was. You noticed his bulge the moment you entered your apartment yet still did your best to avoid granting him the sweet release he needed.

You busied yourself with unpacking the luggage, took your time with a boiling hot shower and, pouring yourself a glass of wine, lounged on the couch.

"Come on, sit" you urged him with a sly smirk on your face, innocently patting the empty spot beside you "I've got so many thing to tell you about my trip"

And so Akutagawa sat himself next to you and listened absentmindedly to you rambling on about your vacation. He couldn't even focus on what you were saying; he was too focused on the way your pretty lips wrapped around the brim of your glass. It should've been his cock instead.

At some point you noticed the glazed look in his eyes and chuckled lightly, placing a hand atop his thigh.

"Something wrong sweetie?" you asked, voice tinged with mirth.

Your boyfriend scoffed in response and gave you a suggestive glance. "What do you think, hm, sweetie?" he replied begrudgingly, purposefully articulating the last word.

"Ya know. If you want something you should just ask for it" you continued teasing, raising the glass to your lips.

But Akutagawa wasn't a man of many words and his pride didn't allow him to indulge your little games, to beg you to take care of him; so he simply took what he wanted from you.

As for now your face was pressed against the pillows on your bed, back bent into a perfect arch as he drilled his cock inside you. His body was stretched along your back, so close you could feel the heat radiating off of his skin and you could clearly make out every little moan and grunt that rolled past his lips, his hot breath dripping all over your neck and cheeks.

"Ryuu~ fuck baby s'too much" you babbled out between soft moans, fingers clawing at the damp sheets beneath you.

"Shut up" he spat, voice laced with annoyance as his thrusts grew deeper and faster. "All you did tonight was talk, talk, talk like a broken record. Shut up and take me like the good little slut you are"

Pearly tears pooled at your lashline as your walls fluttered around him. You weren't used to this side of him, so demanding and mean but you didn't complain at all. The tip of his cock kissed your sweet spot with each thrust, making you see entire constellations.

One of his hands came to rest on the small of your back, deepening your arch in an attempt to ground himself as he picked up the pace.

"Ya like that sweetie? Being fucked dumb on my cock? Bet you missed it these past weeks you desperate slut"

You were too far gone to utter any clever remark about how he was the needy one, not you; so you resumed to mumbling a mhm as you closed your eyes shut and bit down on your bruised lip.

Your boyfriend buried his face in the crook of your neck, panting softly, the warmth of his breath sending waves of pleasure through your body. He was close, desperately chasing his own release and you knew it.

You managed to find the arm that supported the weight of his body and brushed your fingers against his. He took the hint and placed his hand on top of yours, fingers entertwining with your own as he squeezed them tightly.

"You close too baby? Wanna cum?" he uttered between ragged breaths, any hint of malice in his voice now gone and you nodded.

"Need to cum f'you please"

"Then go on. No one's stopping you baby you've earned it" he urged you and on cue you gushed around him, spasming walls milking him dry.

"Shiiit~ fuck sweetie" he groaned as he pressed his hips flush against your ass, spilling his load inside you. His arm finally gave away and he toppled to the side, laying beside you, your hand still in his as he drew little circles on it with his thumb.

"Thank you baby. I really needed this" he huffed, pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck and you shivered lightly, still coming down from your high.

"Anytime" Your skin tingled as he wrapped an arm around your waist and breathing against your neck, mumbled a soft 'I love you, missed you so much' before closing his eyes. Weariness took over your body too and soon enough you drifted into a deep slumber in his arms.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bsd smut #akutagawa bsd #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa smut

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toruro · 1 year

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hihi ok so i have a request

hear me out lol

so like svt caring for u /taking you home when u go out w friends to a gathering or something and accidentally eat an edible which has u on mars and u don’t know what to do

kinda funny, kinda soft, kinda idk srry

svt + when you're high

a/n: hi anon! i didn't write individual scenarios because i couldn't think of such different and long scenarios for all thirteen of them but i wrote a few and assigned members to them, so i hope that works! anyways i LOVED this prompt LFMAO? this lwk reminds me of the first time i had an edible and i was like.., ok this isn't working and then i ate more and then it felt like i elevated to the subspace so ngl all of these might just be self inserts.

tags/warnings: recreational marijuana use

w/c: 1.1k

seungcheol, wonwoo, jihoon

he notices you cuddle closer to his side as you and your guys' friends gather by the fireplace, but doesn't think anything of it until he hears you giggling a little too much at a joke he thinks you normally wouldn't find very funny. he’d look down at you and when you look up at him with those dopey eyes he knows something’s up. looking down at the plate on your lap his eyes would widen as he realizes that you ate the edibles. he’d curse himself for not letting you know earlier that they were edibles but realizes that there’s no point in sulking over that now. he would definitely excuse the both of you and take you home but as he tries to get you into the car you’d be incredibly stubborn. “baby get into the car.” you’d literally stomp your feet and shake your head. “no!” he would get slightly irritated, but the look on your face is just so cute that he’s finding it difficult to stay strict. “baby please.” you’d go back and forth for ages, and at some point he thinks he might pull out his hair. safe to say that the next time you’re out with friend, he keeps a close eye on you.

jeonghan, minghao, vernon, chan

he notices you're high right away because you're making zero fucking sense when you speak. like you'll be talking, acting like everything's normal, but then he'd actually listen to what you're saying and you would just be...saying words, not sentences. he would kind of go blank for a second wondering when the hell this happened because you didn't mention anything about wanting to get high tonight, but when he notices the empty plate with a few brownie crumbs left in your hand, he'd put two and two together and figure that you hadn't done this intentionally. he would be slightly upset that no one (himself included) let you know that they were edibles, frowning to himself as he dragged you to the car. you'd get in obediently, still running off your mouth with what nonsense you were going on about earlier, and at some point while driving home, he just really needs you to shut up so he can focus on the gps. he'd pull over so he can reach over to hold your hand, pleading, "babe, please, i love you but i really need you to be quiet. i can't focus on the road." your eyes would well up with tears and he winces as he realizes that he might have just set off a ticking bomb. "you don't wanna hear me talk?" you'd ask quietly voice wavering as he sighs. he'd spend another 15 minutes just trying to convince you that he loves talking to you, he just doesn't want to two of you to die from a car crash.

joshua, jun, mingyu

he's be slightly confused when you go up to him, wide-eyed asking him if he thinks you look pretty tonight because while he knows you love words of affirmation, you usually don't ask for it in social settings. when he'd answer, "of course i think you look pretty," you'd pout and huff and then repeat the question. he'd look at you confused, asking you if you're okay because you're usually not like this. his eyes would flicker around you and your surroundings and that's when he sees the little candy bag that definitely wasn't filled with normal gummies in them. literally will snatch the bag away from you, groaning when he sees it empty. assuming the worst, he would excuse the two of you and take you to the bathroom to talk to you. "how many d'you eat?" you'd give him a funny look. "how many of what?" you'd look so innocent he wants to melt, but he holds up his firm exterior. "the gummies, baby, how many?" you tap your chin funnily before saying, "maybe...one—no wait, like five—honestly i don't know! they were kinda yummy." he sighs, "baby they were edibles." you look at him kind of dumbly. "and? they tasted good." he'd just look at you for a few moments trying to decide what to do with you before piling you into his car to take you home as you run off his ears about how much you love cookies. he wouldn't have the heart to tell you to shut up, because he honestly finds it super cute, but he'd also try his best to keep an eye on you constantly.

soonyoung, dokyeom, seungkwan

he's the life of the party and he honestly thrives in crowds, so when you feel yourself swaying side to side a little, you aren't sure if you should go up to him and interrupt whatever he's got going on, or just sit tight and hope for the best. of course, right now, you aren't in your right mind and the thought of him being annoyed with you for interrupting him sends you spiraling, although you know it's a very unlikely situation. you kind of just sit in the corner and talk with one of your friends until she has to leave and you start feeling unbearably lonely and finally end up marching up to your boyfriend who's having a conversation with a group. when he notices you by his side, he greets you with a smile, "hey baby." wrapping an arm around you, you try to not get lost in the racing thoughts of your mind, saying, "can we go?" he turns to look at you, a little confused. "is everything alright?" your breath would hitch and you'd feel tears well up in your eyes for no reason. you can't really control it, but him wouldn't understand what's going on and be concerned. "are you mad at me?" you blurt out, not being able to stop yourself. "no—babe, what's going on?" he'd ask, pulling you away from the group to talk to you in a hallway. "baby," you'd whine, "i think i ate an edible and now i don't know what to do." his gaze would soften and he'd laugh a little at your tears—he's not laughing at your sorrow, he just knows that you get emotional when you're high and that this wasn't what he was expecting. "okay baby," he says, taking your hand, "let's go." you turn to look at the other people, "but what about your frie—" he cuts you off, "they don't matter. all i care about right now is you."

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ggoojjoo · 11 months

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black ysl

— pairing : gojo staoru x f!reader x geto suguru

— synopsis : satoru and suguru were head over heels for you, and when they finally find the opportunity to have you, it’s one hell of a ride!

— contains : smut with little to no plot, profanities, mentions of violence(?), reader is oblivious asf

— wc : 2.2k

— note : not my fave but it's cool hihi

tumblr is based on reblogs!

smut warnings : semi-public sex (in the bathroom of a club damnit), unprotected sex, penetrative sex, threesome, eiffel tower(?), oral (m), fingering (f), slight overstimulation, mentions of spit, praise, that was all i think

That Satoru and Suguru were attracted to you was an understatement, they were worshiping the ground you were walking on! And everybody but you seemed to notice that. Shoko was on the point of ripping her own hair out when you were so oblivious to the flirting the two tall men initiated, and you just looked at them with an innocent smile.

“Hey, princess!” You heard Satoru call out for you across the training field, making you stop punching the curse induced puppet in front of you. Satoru jogged over to you, his eyes peeking over his round sunglasses. As soon as he reached you he wrapped his arms around you in a hug, you, of course, were complaining due to how sweaty you were. “I don’t care, princess. So, how’s training going?” He asked, looking at the mangled puppet.

“Ah, it’s going pretty good,” you sighed, pushing a few strands of hair out of your eyes. “What brings you here anyway? Isn’t it your day off?” You asked, eyes round in curiosity, which sent a shiver down Satoru’s spine.

And just as he was about to answer your question, a heavy arm fell onto your shoulders, making you twist your neck to see the offender. “Oh, we just wanted to know if you want to join us tonight.” Suguru’s smooth voice invaded your ears. “To the club, I mean.” He finished the thought, looking down at you with a smirk curved on his lips.

You thought for a few seconds, shrugging. “Yeah, why not?” You smiled at the men, missing their glances they exchanged between each other.

“Sweet! We’ll pick you up at eight!” With that, they bid their goodbyes and walked away.

You took your shower, did your hair, and make-up. Now you were stuck on wearing an outfit. One of your options was a black YSL body-con dress that was short enough to barely cover your ass cheeks, showing off your legs, paired with a pair of black YSL heels. Your other option was a pink Gucci dress that reached just above your kneecaps and was a bit flowy, but had a deep V-cut, paired with white, knee-high boots. A loud groan left your lips as you turned to grab your phone, dialing Shoko and calling her on face-time. The phone rang a few times until Shoko picked up with a loud yawn, cigarette smoke flying around her. “When are you gonna quit smoking?” You asked sarcastically, knowing she will never quit.

“Cut the crap and show me your options, I know why you just called me.” A soft giggle left your lips as you flipped the camera, showing the two dresses on your bed, paired with their designated shoes. “Ooh, (Y/N), hard one, really. But I think you should go with the black one.” She said, looking at the dresses. “Yeah, yeah, go for the black one, and put some nice underwear on! Maybe you’ll get laid tonight.” She laughed as you flipped the camera to yourself again.

“I think I’ll have to go braless, though. But I’ll make sure to pick out my prettiest panties.” You winked at the camera before putting it on your bed and getting changed, putting some lotion on and spraying your perfume. “Almost done!” You called, slipping the dress over your form and putting on the heels. “Done,” you sighed, taking your phone and turning it to a full length mirror to show off your outfit. The YSL logo on your heels glimmering in the dark as your calves were shining from the lotion you used, glitter scattered over your skin. The dress was a beauty in itself. “So, how is it?”

Shoko’s gasp made you smile, posing for the woman. “(Y/N), I’d fuck you then and there! I will kill you if you don’t get laid tonight!” You laughed heartily as you flipped the camera again, putting your phone on the dresser to arrange your small purse, putting your wallet and some tissues inside. You also put the lipstick and perfume you used inside, in case you need to freshen up. “Are the guys gonna pick you up?” Shoko asked, looking at the time. You just nodded at her question as you checked your hair again, and talk of the devil, your doorbell rang.

“See you, hun!” You blew her a kiss before hanging up and walking to your door. As you opened the door to the tall men, a whistle echoed through your hall. “Hi, guys!”

Satoru and Suguru looked over your outfit, each having a smirk painted on their faces. “Let’s go, princess.” Satoru offers his arm, which you gladly take, walking beside them. Outside was the expensive Mercedes Satoru had gotten not long ago, and ever the gentleman he was, he opened the door for you to get into the passenger seat, Suguru getting in the backseat. “Then let’s go and have some fun, yeah?”

Your eyes roamed the whole club as you sat by the booth, sipping on your drink, Satoru and Suguru nowhere in sight, probably flirting. You didn’t mind, though, you liked a bit of fun on your own. “Hello there, sweets, what’s a pretty girl like you doing here alone?” You heard a man call next to you, loud enough to be heard over the music.

Turning around, you sent him a smile as you leaned back on the booth, crossing your legs. “Nothing, just having fun. Why are you alone, stranger?” Your head tilted to the side a bit, your hair sliding off your shoulder.

“Oh, I’m just trying to get you, pretty girl, with me on the dancefloor. If I may,” he said, reaching his hand out for you. A smile breaking out on his face when you took it, walking with him to the dancefloor. “The name’s Toji.” With that his hands fell to your hips, pulling you closer as you two danced to the rhythm of the song. A sudden shiver ran through you as you continued to dance with Toji, your eyes darting around to see Satoru and Suguru staring at you over Toji’s shoulder. You sent a wink their way. Toji leaned over, lips over your ear. “What’s your name, sweets?” He asked, a smirk curved on his lips.

And just as you opened your mouth to answer, two big hands grabbed your shoulders and pulled you back, hitting a hard chest. “Gotta steal her from you, big guy.” It was Satoru, and not even a second later, Suguru appeared behind Toji, pulling him back from you. You felt Satoru’s breath as he whispered into your ear, “Let’s have fun, shall we?” His hands made their way to your hips and Suguru’s to your waist. A blush creeped on your face as the two men sandwiched you between their hard bodies, grinding and pushing against each other. You looked up to see Suguru smirking down at you, his eyes fixed on the way yours sparkled in the purple and blue lights of the club.

A soft gasp fell from your lips as you felt Satoru pull you impossibly closer to himself, hips moving against your lower back, and Suguru was doing the same to you but his hips were moving against your lower belly. A soft moan left your lips as they both leaned in, breathing against your skin. “So pretty for us, huh, princess?” You giggled at them, pushing harder against them. The alcohol in your system obviously helps you get over your shyness. Both of your hands wrapped around Suguru’s shoulders, pulling his chest against yours, ghosting your lips over his hot neck. Said man shot a glance over your shoulder to the blue-eyed sorcerer behind you. “Wanna take this upstairs, princess?”

Loud moans and whines flew around the hot restroom as Suguru’s fingers were working your pussy, the loud squelches almost drowned out by the blaring music outside, almost. “Ah, Suguru, please!” You didn’t know what you were pleading for, but it was something. Satoru’s hands never left your boobs as he sat on the counter behind you, you between his legs, feeling his hard-on prodding against your back. One of your legs was hooked on Suguru’s hips as your arousal slowly ran down your thigh, the golden YSL heel shining in the dim light.

“You sound so pretty.” Satoru slurs against your neck, sucking hickeys into your skin. “So pretty for us, yeah, princess. All for us, right?” Satoru didn’t seem to shut up, pulling moans and whines out of your swollen lips. “Is Suguru fingering you well, princess? Come on, tell me.” Another moan cut through the air as Suguru curled his middle and ring finger the way you like, the heel of his palm rubbing against your swollen clit.

“Awe, pretty baby,” Suguru cooed, “what do you want? Tell me, what do you want?” A stray tear slipped from your eye as you looked at Suguru with a pout on your face. The long-haired sorcerer chuckled darkly as he smashed his lips against yours, sucking your cries out of your lungs.

You felt yourself near the edge as Satoru’s lips kept their place on your skin and his fingers on your nipples, pussy clenching around Suguru’s fingers. “Are you going to cum, angel? Come on, cum on my fingers.” That was enough for you to fall over the edge, moaning and shaking in the men’s grips. This was one of your most intense orgasms you’ve ever had, stars littered across your vision.

You felt two pairs of hands on you, eyes half-lidded and a dazed smile on your face. “Fuck me,” you sighed, giggling.

Hearing the both men chuckle made a shiver run down your spine, their hands on you tightening. Suddenly, Satoru and Suguru switched places with you now bent over Suguru’s lap as he sat on the counter, leaking cock free out of its pants and standing tall. You felt yourself drooling at the sight, your hand wrapping around his base. “Not so innocent now,” Satoru slurred as he pushed his pants down and your panties to the side, pussy swollen and glistening with your wetness and Suguru’s spit. “Fuck, princess,” Satoru groaned.

“So compliant,” Suguru whispered as his hand found the back of your head, lips attached to the base of his cock and licking your way up. “Come on, suck my dick while Toru fucks you nice and good.” You whined as you felt Satoru’s large tip prod against your hole, clenching. And with one swift movement, he was balls-deep inside you. Good thing Suguru prepped you. “Fuck,” Suguru groaned as he felt the vibrations of your moans, “keep sucking, angel.”

Doing as told, you wrapped your lips around his length and hollowed your cheeks, letting your tongue slide over the underside of his shaft. While you were sucking the sorcerer off, Satoru was behind you, hands gripping your hips for dear life as he fucked you, his hands leaving a few spanks here and there, red hand prints evident. One specifically harsh thrust made you jolt forward, Suguru’s cock slipping deeper into your throat, making you gag pathetically. “Sorry,” Satoru strained, eyes fixed on the way your pussy left a white ring of arousal on his milky cock.

Satoru stopped moving, your whines of protests muffled by his friend’s cock in your mouth. And then, all of a sudden, the white-haired man gripped your hips and smashed his against yours, creating loud noises that echoed through the hot restroom. You felt your knees give out from under you at the sheer force Satoru fucked you with, but thankfully his grip never faltered. With a gasp, you pulled away from Suguru’s cock, jerking him off instead. Your tongue ran over his tip, eyes looking up at his face filled with pleasure. “Fuck, angel, I’m gonna cum if you keep this up.” You smiled, sticking your tongue out and slapping his heavy tip against your tongue, pathetic moans leaving your used throat as Satoru was still fucking your from behind.

A loud gasp ripped out of your lungs as Satoru’s fingers found your swollen clit. “Oh my god, Satoru, I’m gonna–” You heard a hearty laugh from above you, Suguru’s hand now in your hair as he shoved you down on his cock again. “If you’re gonna cum, then you’re gonna cum with my dick in your mouth.” His words sent a shiver through your body, pushing you closer to the edge. “Fuck,” he gasped, hips twitching against your face as he was only a few more thrusts away from his orgasm. Your cunt clenched around Satoru’s cock, his fingers never ceasing their movement as your orgasm took over. Thighs shaking and knees barely holding you up, you tried your best to keep sucking Suguru’s cock, but to no avail. He harshly pulled you off of his cock and held you by your hair, his fist tight around himself he came onto your face. White spurts of cum dripping down your chin and onto your cleavage.

And at last, Satoru came with a loud moan, pressing himself impossibly deeper into your cunt and painting your walls white. His hips kept rutting into your cunt as he came down from his high, your whimpers of overstimulation shooting the men’s egos up.

You felt Satoru’s hands rub your sore ass as he whispered, “You did so good, princess.”

The next morning you were spent, not wanting to move one inch as Shoko came running into your apartment. “Tell me you got railed?”

“Shut up.”

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jellyluvr · 10 months

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✮ Behind you

- Tate langdon x fem!reader⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Hihi.. this is pt2 btw. Also heavy heavy smut. Some non con but let's face it anyone would be freaking out to be choked out by tate. Anyway!

Tw: noncon, stalker stuff, rough sex, tate being possessive as usual, and a serious warning for like choking I guess? Anyway, SERIOUS r*pe.

S: tate can't hold back anymore and he puts his desires and fantasies first.

Tate often jerked off looking at you. He did it often, but it was becoming boring. He used to crave the euphoria while he stared at you, but he could no longer do that without craving something else.

Tate had his own collection of... well.. unusual kinks. One of his desires was just too much to bare. He wanted to ravage you. Even if it hurt you. He'd do anything to get his hands on you, and that was exactly what he did tonight.

4 hours ago ☆

You were sitting in your bed like normal. The satin pillow behind you this time and the soft comforters under you. You sat there in your panties and slightly baggy shirt, ready for bed. You were of course listening to music, something you weren't too familiar with. You didn't bother to look though, and eventually you got up out of bed.

Today your parents were gone. They had left because of your mother's baby issues so you didn't really care. Your mother wasn't the coolest anyway, so you liked being alone. Even if you weren't.

You went out into the bright hall, walking down and taking your time. You made as much noise possible, humming your favorite song as loud as you could while you began to run down the hall instead. You had freedom. No one was stopping you from anything. Not your dad.. not your mom.. only you. Only you and your little brain.

Not that you were that dumb.. but you were definitely over stupid. You knew social cues.. stuff like that. Not to talk to strangers.. blah blah blah. You never paid any attention to things like that. That was exactly why you hadn't even registered the door open to your parents room.

So, you walked past, trotting down the stairs and jumping off the last step.

Jesus... you were childish. Even tate was contemplating his attraction towards you. But, something about you still made him swoon. He couldn't help it. He had some serious issues. He should probably get a therapist.

Eventually, you had made your way to the kitchen, pouring a glass of rootbeer. (Die if you hate rootbeer). But then you realized there was vanilla ice cream in the freezer. "Fuck." You cussed to yourself. A float would've been so good. You had no plans of going to sleep. You could've totally just made the biggest rootbeer float and demolished it but you forgot.

Who forgets ice cream!? You sighed before taking a big gulp of your soda, placing it down with a well earned breath of air. You hated carbonation. Especially when it made you breathe weird.

Now that you had drank a little there was room for ice cream. You got some out, your hands shaking back at the cool container. You grabbed a spoon, throwing the cup shaped utensil in the ice cream and fighting a battle to get some out. You plopped it in your drink, the rootbeer fizzing from the suddenness.

You grabbed your cup, putting the ice cream back and closing the fridge before heading up stairs once more. You hummed a tune, completely calm until you looked at your parents door and realized it was open.

You froze. Your parents always locked their door before they left. They never wanted you in there. How could they have forgotten? Your body grew goosebumps as you choked down the remaining soda in your mouth and covered the top before running to your room. You shut the door behind you once you arrived, placed the rootbeer down.

You darted to your old, clunky phone before going to your recently called and finding your mom. The ring tone seemed to last forever as you waited, but eventually she answered. Before she could get a word out you spoke first.

"Mom, did you lock your bedroom door?" You asked quietly, your eyes scanning all over the room. This could've been an overreaction.. yeah.. but it wasn't. This was unusual. Even with he weird baby this would never happen. They chewed you out for even trying to walk in there.

"Yeah.. we locked it. What, are you peeking in there? We told you not to do that!" She sighed with annoyance. She clearly didn't know the situation. Now you had the choice to hangup and just deal with stuff on your own or listen to your mom yell at you.

"Uhh, okay. Bye, love you!" You hung up quickly, throwing your phone on your bed before opening your door slowly and peeking out. You looked down the hall, and sure enough the yellow light was streaming out into the hall. It was still open. Why were you even freaking out? You were so paranoid.

You turned around, telling yourself it was just a coincidence or something. You sighed, opening your eyes before screaming.

You shrieked. Your reaction was Hollywood quality.. but then it was all covered up with a large hand over your mouth. His cold rings stung your skin, making you squirm so much more.

"Shh," the blonde boy said. He was wearing a navy blue shirt, khaki pants with a fashionable belt. Your eyes widened with fear, you clearly fighting back. You mumbled against the skin of his hand, the same skin he had used to jerk off. Gross.

"It'll all be alright.. okay?" He said softly, smiling warmly at you. You kicked him right in his shin, his smile fading and turning into a wince. He cussed to himself, his grip on you going tighter. His lips reached your ear, breathing into them softly before you heard them part.

"I love you.. y/n." He pulled back, the biggest smile on his face before his hand removed from your mouth and replaced with his lips. You squirmed and mumbled into the kiss, your hands pushing him back the best you could. His hands ran down your figure, finding a place on your waist. He tugged on your body, forcing you to take his kiss.

You clearly didn't want to kiss him. Who even was he?! You were horrified. Why was he kissing you.. why was he even here??

Tate's tongue entered your mouth, exploring it while you tried to resist him. It was impossible.. your chest was pushed against his, your bodies were pushed into each other. You could barely breathe.

Tate moved you with him slowly, practically dragging you across the room. Your body moved like cement while you resisted, but you couldn't anymore. It was impossible. Tate pushed you down on the bed, kissing down your neck as you screamed and kicked.

Tate's large hands clasped over your thighs, pushing your legs apart as he looked at your panties. Fuck.. he was so turned on. Your screaming just made him so much more desperate to have you wrapped around his cock. Like his own personal sleeve.

He buried his head into your thighs, his nose pushing against your clothed clit. You ripped at his hair, being as aggressive as you could but it did nothing. Nothing to take down his desires for you.

He pulled his head from your thighs, grabbing a nearby pillow and shoving it over your face. Your screamed muffled and it began harder to breath. "No!! No!!" You screamed more, kicking as your body grew sweaty. You heard only two words from tate. No more.. just two. "Shut up."

You felt your panties sliding against your skin aggressively as he ripped them down, leaving you in your little t shirt. He pulled it up, admiring your tits as he groaned to himself, his hard on becoming unbearable.

He pulled down his khaki pants, removing his boxers as well before getting aligned with your entrance. He pushed in with no preparation, stretching you out horribly. His size felt huge in your small hole, but in reality your body just made it harder. You were dry. Not even the slightest about of arousal came through you, so he spit down right on his cock, thrusting into you another time. He slammed into you, his tip feeling like it hit your ribs. Of course that wasn't happening, but you felt like your guts were rearranging.

Tate almost laughed, but he focused on his work as he rocked his hips into you, his hands going under your thighs to fold you. You screamed at how deep he must've been hitting you. Tate only focused on your chest bouncing with each thrust. He groaned again, his head going back with pleasure as he used you as a sex toy.

With all of your panting and screaming, the pillow restricted your breathing to its finest, leaving you choking for air. Your chest heaved with what was happening, your body becoming limp from no oxygen. Tate knew this, and he ripped the pillow off as soon as you became nothing but a doll.

He smiled seeing your eyes shut, your body so easy to control now. He flipped you over, your head going into your mattress as he kept thrusting into you, finally reaching his high inside you. After he came, he laid on top of you his cock making sure no cum escaped your hole.

"Fucking beautiful.." he kissed your back, pulling out and finding your panties before putting them back on you setting you into bed. He panted, pulling up his underwear and pants before leaving the room, leaving you there to find out what happened yourself.

The next morning you woke up, the feeling of your body on fire. You began to cry, not even being able to move in the slightest. Your cervix ached with pain, your stomach and ribs hurting as you breathed. You began to remember the night before, your hand going down into your panties as you felt how much bigger your hole felt. It hadn't been like that a few days ago.

And as you laid on your bed crying, Moira stood at the door, doing nothing but watching as she turned to tate. Tate bit his nails as he peeked into your room.. or what used to be his as he winced.

"Poor girl.." Moira said. She knew she never got that comfort. But she'd make sure you got yours.

Tate watched as Moira walked in, his body feeling empty once more as he watched her sit on the edge of your bed. It was all his fault. All his fault for hurting you like that.. for hurting your family like that.

Tate ran off.. residing in the basement as he tugged at his hair, crying while he sunk into the floor. He had no right, but he still continued to cry.

"Why did I do that?" He words grew broken as he cried.. mumbling the same words under his breath.

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Sorry for how dark this is. Honestly its really fucked up but here's pt2 for those who wanted it

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impactedfates · 7 months

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Can you do imbibitor lunar! Dan heng x troublemaker! GN! Child reader? (Platonic)

Dan heng was supposed to babysit the reader but the reader is a little bit a trouble maker.. The reader has a soft spot for Dan heng lololo

A/N: Hihi :D I’ve returned!! Sorry for leaving for so long, but I should be able to get back to writing!! Requests are still closed for now, once all my current requests are finished and maybe some short fics and/or scenarios are written I'll open them up again. Thank you anon for the request!! And thank you for being patient with me to write this, I hope you'll enjoy this :>>

W.C: 1692

Warnings: None (I hope - Not fully proofread but I’ll fix anything once I’m back from school Ü)

Extra: Dan Heng is in his Vidyadhara form // Child reader so ofc is younger and shorter then most characters // Trailblazer is whoever you want it to be lol // Reader has been babysat for awhile by the Express (specifically Dan Heng) but now lives with the express in the fic

“[Name]!! Get down from that…NO DON’T J U M P”

March let out a small groan as she ran and stopped you from trying to jump off the fridge. She sighed and shook her head at you.

“Just what would Dan Heng think about this”

You stook out your tongue at the tired girl as she carefully put you down. Shaking her head. You were a new member of the Express family, Dan Heng had found you hiding when he was walking around Scalegorge Waterscape. And you seemed to cling to him, always hugging his tail. He doesn’t say no to it but he is surprised you seem to like him so much.

The Express like you as well!...Expect you seem to only like Dan Heng…especially when he’s in his Imbibitor Lunae form, not to say you don’t like him when he’s in his regular form, but you seem a LOT more attached when he lets you cling onto his tail.

It’s obvious to all the express (except Dan Heng it would seem) that you won’t listen to anyone but him, and on one hand it can be cute, on the other hand…it can be painful.

“[Name] All I said was that you couldn’t eat ice-cream for breakfast…it is not healthy whatsoever!”

March explained, puffing her cheeks, though maybe she shouldn’t say anything as she herself tried eating ice-cream for breakfast.

“Who’s trying to eat ice-cream for breakfast?”

A tired voice came, as Dan Heng came walking in, rubbing his eyes as he had just woken from sleep, his long hair tied back. After you joined he seemed to be in this form more often, for different reasons, one of them being you refused to sleep unless his tail was your blanket.

“[Name] is! Dan Heng tell them they cannot have it, and we’re saving it for tonight!!”

“[Name], Himeko bought them so we can have them to eat for movie night later tonight…plus having ice-cream for breakfast isn’t healthy y’know”

Dan Heng spoke gently, crouching down to your level, March stood behind him with a victorious grin. She knew you wouldn’t be able to say no to him…and she was right, you pouted a bit and looked away, crossing your arms, mumbling out an annoyed and reluctant.

“Fine.”

“[Name] sweetheart, please give that ba-”

*C R A S H*

Yet another mug belonging to Himeko broke right in front of her eyes. She silently mourned the mug, taking a small deep breath and looked at you.

“Y’know…your auntie Himeko liked that mug a lot sweetie…”

She spoke, gesturing to herself, but you simply stook out your tongue at her, about to reach over and knock over ANOTHER mug, this time belonging to Welt. Himeko was quick to swoop you away from it and caught the mug from making another loud noise. She placed it on a higher shelf, away from your reach even if you climbed and despite your thrashing, moved you on the Express couch.

“I heard a loud crash, is everything alright?”

Dan Heng called out, walking in, spotting the broken mug on the floor, his eyes softened and looked at Himeko apologetically.

“That was your favourite mug…wasn’t it?”

“Yep…”

She sighed, shaking her head disappointedly. Dan Heng was quick to grab a broom and start cleaning the broken shards, Himeko smiled at his gesture and began ruffling his head as if he was a child.

“Himeko…”

*C R A S H*

Himeko froze and her head snapped towards the source of the sound, the direction of your very own bedroom. You had seemingly left quickly when Dan Heng and Himeko were chatting and now you seemed to have broken yet another thing, you came waltzing in with a bunch of credits in your hand, lifting them up to Himeko, and with puppy eyes said.

“I’m sorry auntie, here. You can buy another one!”

Himeko smiled softly at you and shook her head, carefully taking the credits from your hand. Although you probably only ran to your piggy bank (assuming that’s what you broke for the credits) because Dan Heng entered, she could tell you did feel sorry upon hearing it was her favourite mug.

“It’s okay sweetie…just…try not to do it again”

You smiled and nodded. Promising her you won’t do it again…if you couldn’t actually keep that promise, she wasn’t sure. And she was sure you weren’t sure either but. She’d forgive you again in a heartbeat if she’s being honest.

Welt stared blankly at your wall, the wall that had now been decorated with some of his artwork…his artwork that had been torn up and collaged up without his permission.

“[Name]...what…is this?”

He spoke, pushing up his glasses as he closed as his eyes narrowed, darting at each page, clearly with a rip. Though he will admit that the collage…was pretty nice. Just…he wished it wasn’t from one of his sketchbooks, old or not.

“Art”

You said proudly, and sure…you weren’t technically wrong. Welt simply sighed and shook his head, crouching down to your level and carefully explained to you that you shouldn’t take things without people's permission. It isn’t nice.

You tilted your head and grinned, before grabbing his sketch book from your bed, looking him straight in the eye…you did ask but you did it while…ripping the page in the process. Welt could only pinch his nose in slight irritation…until the door to your door opened and his sketchbook was thrown behind your bed as you looked at whoever entered innocently.

“Big Brother! Look what I made”

“Huh? Oh…looks nice [Name]”

Dan Heng spoke, his eyes looking at the wall before it noticed Welt, he turned to face you with a concerned expression.

“Did you…ask Mr Welt if you could use his things?”

“Well no…”

“[Name], next time ask, Mr Welt really treasures his drawings”

You simply nodded with a small pout, honestly you thought it was an old sketchbook Welt didn’t care about…but hey. You still got a compliment from Dan Heng right? Welt could only hope you’d listen now that Dan Heng told you.

“Did you both really just go hunting in trash?”

Dan Hen asked with a deadpan, looking at you and the trailblazer, now filthy. You giggled a bit, scratching the back of your head. As the trailblazer was quick to defend themselves.

“THIS TIME…this time it wasn’t me, believe me. This one right here jumped into the dumpster first, so I jumped in to get them. Then I tried to catch them but they kept…SWIMMING?? Around in the piles of trash…wait can you swim in trash?”

The Vidyadhara put up his hand to silence the grey haired trailblazer, before his eyes glanced at you. Raising an eyebrow, he silently asked if this was true to which you…slowly nodded again, embarrassed. He sighed a bit and rubbed his temples, he was still calm. He simply pointed in the direction of the bathrooms.

“You two, bathe. Now.”

“But-”

“N o w.”

Movie Night! Finally, nothing bad happens. Perhaps that was due to Dan Heng managing to keep you calm and quiet with just his presence. But no one complains, everyones happy enough.

Everyone goes to their own room after they finish up so they could go to bed and get ready for the next mission, but they seem to find something in their room, a gift it would seem?

March's eyes widened a bit as she looked at the new camera that was decorated too! With her family, and a small note near it, reading

‘Thank you big sister!! I know you like photos right? Dan Heng helped me buy this for you, I hope you like it’

March squealed a bit and hugged the camera, thanking you a million times in her head.

Himeko’s eyes landed on an (albeit badly) made mug, decorated with various shades of her favourite colours and writing that she knew instantly was yours.

‘Best Auntie Ever!’

Perhaps she found her new favourite mug already…now for some coffee to pour into it.

Welt flicked through the pages of the new sketch book, only one drawing was made, at the front cover. He recognized your art style and smiled softly as he saw the mini doodles of the Express family and a very angry Pompom.

He grabbed a pencil and began sketching on the first page.

The Trailblazer lifted up the small trash bin pin, they could till it was custom made…I mean who would sell bins of them peaking out a bin?...

But they didn’t care, it was cute. They knew exactly who got it for them too. Carefully they pinned it on their jacket.

Yes you could be a pain for them sometimes, especially if Dan Heng wasn’t there to settle you. But they all cared for you, and just these gifts alone told them that you indeed also cared for them.

“But you helped me with buying them all and writing the words”

You grumbled, crossing your arms as the raven hair tucked you into bed.

“And you were the one who decided AND knew what to get them, additionally it was also your idea”

He speaks, a soft smile painting his lips. He always knew how troublesome you were, from the day he began babysitting you to the day you were allowed to actually live on the express. He knew you only really behaved around him and with the others well, your ‘true colours’ would appear.

It was the others who thought he didn’t know you had a soft spot for him due to him calmly telling you to stop things then going on about his day, but he just knew that all it would take is a few words and you’d do it.

But he also knew you still cared for the rest of your family. Although sure, you had your favourites, you had the one you were most soft for…that won’t change the love and care you have for your other family members. But uh perhaps you should show it a bit better…still though

They were your family.

And you were their family.

Neither of you would change that.

It didn't occur to me until after writing this that the anon could've meant Imbibitor Lunae Dan Heng like Dan Feng, also I didn't exactly write babysitting (I mentioned it) but I wrote it more so as the reader living with the Express family. To the anon who requested this I'm so sorry if I messed it up ‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥)‧º·

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heartf4iry · 8 months

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💘 hihi! :) it's been a long while... but i finally decided 2 write something! ellie plays the guitar 4 u! i wrote this a while ago n just revised, so... ermmm, enjoy! mwaaah 💋

cw: none!! :D my first fluff piece on tumblr tho, like. ever. beware.

ellie’s room is dim, lamp casting a honey glow that warms the poster-filled walls, a comforting air swimming about in the mellow atmosphere. her room has pretty much become your room, too, things like clothes and underwear and tiny trinkets littering themselves around her space.

tonight was just another one of your sleepovers. you’d watched movies, ate bag after bag of stale, yet buttery popcorn, raged over stupid board games, and even went for your nightly can’t-sleep-walks down the block and back.

ellie’s bedside clock reads past midnight, but you’re sure it’s beyond that with how tired and restless you are. luckily, the two of you remain alone in the home, so, curfew was out the window.

…well, there was joel asleep in his room down the hall, along with his thundering snores, but he didn't count.

it's one of those nights where neither of you can sleep and the nuisance by the name of boredom keeps you awake. now in your last resorts, ellie's sat in her desk chair facing you, eyes on her guitar while you admired the scene before you.

her freckles wink in the toasty light. her fingers work skillfully against the strings that sound an unknown, yet delicate tune. she hums lyrics under her breath of a song that lie unfinished in her journal, but, you remember her ticklish whisper against your ear referring to the words being about you one dazed, giggly night.

you’re laid on your stomach on her bed, fiddling with a tiny astronaut figure she's named neil, or space guy, or… whatever. you’d stick to neil for now as you listened to her play.

she then stops, exhaling a deep, dreadful sigh. she rocks side to side in the chair, lifting her eyes to study you. taking in your eyes, your soft, in slight parted lips. you pretend not to feel her gaze that makes you burn all over with a bashful smile, focusing on tiny neil in your hands.

“stop staring,” you mutter, flashing hot all over when her eyes don't shy away. ellie was always the type to gawk at pretty girls wherever, whenever. whether it was a double take (to see some ass) or just a simple and purely, unintentional perverted stare, the action was just an ellie thing to do. it was something that she knew would be deemed as problematic, or just fucking creepy, but—fast forward a few years later, and a few motivational pep talks from trusty wingman dina, here she was with one of the pretty girls she caught herself staring at the most. not even that, but currently in her room, on her bed, and ellie thinks she just might burst.

ellie shakes her head, placing her forearm on the body of the guitar to rest her chin atop her arm.

“can't. you're too pretty not to,” she rasps, voice low and teasing that urges a plethora of tingles to rise in your stomach. “literally shutup.” you groan, masking the complaint with a breathy laugh.

she chuckles, “what? can't look at my girlfriend now?”

“no you.. creep.” you break into a sudden yawn, the woozy sensation of sleep begging to bury you in its blanket of slumber.

“tired?” ellie notices, yawning right after you. so it really is contagious, she thinks. your lazy nodding is simple confirmation of her question.

“well, i could… play a song for you? anything you want.” ellie begins, grinning once your eyes catch hers. “got any suggestions?” you hum in curiosity, not even a second passing before a song appears in your mind.

“oh! the glue song!”

ellie’s eyes narrow, brows dropping when the words slip from your mouth. “the... glue song?”

you roll your eyes in obviousness at her confusion. “yes, the glue song. by that girl? umm... beabadoobee?”

“…beabawho?”

“ellie, the one! that’s like, i’ve never known someone like youuu… huuu...”

silence. the room was so still you could hear the crickets outside chirping in the grass. ellie just stares at you with an anticipating smile when you stop singing the line, and under an instance you feel shy and embarrassed and small under her burning gaze.

“okay, yeah? ...go on.”

“noo..”

“keep going! babe—“

you huff out a sigh, rolling onto your back. your head hangs off the edge of the bed now and everything, even puzzled ellie, is upside down. “c’mon, will you just play it already? m’tired… and… y’know the song right?”

ellie snickers, her feet swinging back and forth under the chair in subtle amusement. “of course i do. but you’re definitely singing it to me someday. no take backs.”

you blow your eyes out in playful annoyance. “yeahyeah. whatever.”

as if she was going to start, she looks down at her guitar before her eyebrows raise, “anddd what do i get in return?”

you smile, a sly one, “hmm... a thousand kisses and, a trip inside my space exhibit.”

ellie freezes. “holy shit! babe? you own a space exhibit? sounds sick, we should go sometime.”

“i meant my—ellie.”

“okay. okay. bossy. anything for my girlfriend, yeah? my favorite girlfriend,” ellie peeks at you through her lashes, green eyes twinkling a blend of silvery emerald in the low lamplight. she grins at the way your expression melts into warmth, though it's hard to tell when you're upside down.

“el, i think... i’m your only girlfriend.”

“yeah, but... you're my favorite. there's a difference, babe.”

“ell-“

“the song. i know.” she exhales a dry chuckle, “justtt messin’ with you.”

ellie adjusts her posture and drums her fingertips against the strings to develop a familiar feel.

you're quick to flip on your side and plop your head against her pillow, shimming around to get comfortable for your own personal late night show—staring the talented and sexy, ellie williams.

ellie shuffles in her seat before grabbing the neck of her guitar, the other going over the body. her brows pinch inward when she tries to recall the tune, nodding in confirmation to herself once the familiar notes appear in mind.

she then halts to look at you, “ready?”

“yep. song's been stuck in my head all day.” you break into a smile out of pure excitement, and ellie chuckles at the sight.

finger antsy against the strings, she takes a deep breath, as she always does before she plays; especially for you. “whew, okay. uh, okay.” ellie’s played countless times in a setting like this, in her room with you, home alone while she sat on the bed and you watched in the chair or vice versa. yet, she's still found herself jittery, unsure, doubtful, of her own abilities. even in the comfort of your presence. one of ellie’s fears: failing to impress her girlfriend.

as if you had read her mind, your soft line of reassurance sucks her out of her busy, crowded mind. “ellie, hey, s’okay. promise i'll love it.”

ellie looks down at her feet, then up to you. “you sure?”

“so sure. i always do. ever heard of... wasshisname... jimi hendrix? you're like him.” you giggle, and ellie flashes a sheepish grin, looking down to her leg she didn't even realize was bouncing. it stops. “oh shit—uh, jimi? definitely not him babe.”

“mm, well i think so. c’mere.” you lean forward with your hands planted on her bed, lips puckered. “kiss for extra promising.”

ellie breaks into a warm smile at your mumbled words and reciprocates the action. not once, but twice, just because. in all honesty, your lips against hers did help simmer a few bustling nerves. even if she was backstage of an awaiting, roaring crowd, ellie thinks the tiny, feathery kiss would root away every bit of anxiousness.

after a moment of stillness, she begins, and the first few strums make your heart flutter. you grow all warm and fuzzy, similar to the first time she's played guitar for you. the urge to melt into mush right then and there and pool at her feet is strong when she was playing like that.

all you can do is watch her, hearts practically pumping in your eyes. ellie catches your lovesick expression, her lips twitching into a smile as she continues. the tune is cozy, and you didn’t know if it was ellie's playing lulling you or if it was past midnight—the dimly lit room failing to do you any good as your eyes became heavier, and heavier.

when ellie begins singing, oh so gentle and velvety sweet—i've never known someone like youuuuu, her eyes don't dare to leave yours, singularly singing to you like you were the only one in the whole wide world.

a cheesy smile spreads onto your lips, your cheeks rising in romantic warmth before ellie's the first to look away, eyes on her fingers that pluck the strings, carefully going over each note so it could be perfect, just for you, her "favorite" only girlfriend.

you don't remember much, other than ellie... and ellie being cute and the best girlfriend on earth and... oh yeah, ellie, before your eyes closed. when she’s nearing the end, you’re already softly snoring.

with one last strum, ellie sets the guitar down against the desk, and can’t help but smile fondly at the sight. your breathing slow and your expression peaceful, a silky golden glow resting over your features.

ellie doesn't know if she's ever loved a person as much as she's loved you. what she does know, is that this will be a thing she'll forever look forward to. as sappy as that sounds, she believes nights like these with her guitar and favorite person would be cherished in her heart, endlessly.

she’s glad she was able to get you to sleep, knowing you'd say something about her being the perfect lullaby when you wake tomorrow. a silent chuckle leaves her lips at the thought.

ellie leans down to place a shy kiss on your forehead, switching off the lamp and whispering, “night babe, hope you loved it.”

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams drabble

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sukuna-darling · 1 year

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Sᴜɢᴜʀᴜ/ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ…ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ Sᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ’s ᴠɪʀɢɪɴɪᴛʏ

prompt ┆ requested by anonymous ⥂ Scenario you say? What about Virgin Geto loosing his first time to Gojo's girlfriend? And ofc he's watching, could also be the other way around hihi

tags ⥂ 𝐦𝐝𝐢, PwP, m x w, some m x m x w, virgin!satoru, established relationship w suguru, teaching/corruption, voyeurism, fingering, face fucking, some jerking off, teasing, light degradation/praise

all works

“When you’re fingering her make sure to watch out for this part here.” Suguru pushes down on the bottom of your slit. Whilst your nose wrinkles in discomfort.

Easing his touch and gliding his finger deeper, he says, “Don’t let your nails scratch her and don’t push don’t to much it’s going to hurt in a bad way. You need to softly make sure you slip your finger past her lips, and softly rub her.” Suguru massages that sweet spot inside you.

Groaning around Satoru’s cock, whilst his balls slap your face. Satoru asks, “How could you hurt her in a good way?” Gagging around him as he lingers. Before continuing with his slow strokes. The taste of his pre-cum filling your mouth.

“I’m glad you asked. We will get to that having patience against a brat is key to breaking them. And whilst she is being good for us tonight. Who knows the next time she decides to catch an attitude.” Kissing your clit, parting his lips to flick your soft bud.

Satoru softly groans, “She’s been giving me so much sassy lately I’m surprised she is being good for us now. I can’t wait to do something about it when she says ‘make me’.”

Satoru sloppily thrusts his hips after his cock past your lips with a soft pop. His cock rubs across your lips. Kissing along the bottom of his cock. Whilst he groans,

“You weren’t kidding when you said her mouth is heaven. Fuck using my hand, her tongue is so soft! The wet warmth and when she squeezes me as she groans mmmn!” Satoru leans back to watch your mouth take his cock.

Your red painted lips wrapped around him. The color smeared around your face and along his length. He can’t see the way your eyes water. It’s the price he would have to pay for shoving his balls in your face. With every thrust he could feel your nose press into his sack.

Satoru moans, “Worship my cock and balls thirsty whore.” Suguru trails kisses down your lips. Nudging his tongue past whilst groaning.

Suguru says, “You’re going to have too much fun with Toru. Which means he can give you some company whilst I’m gone for the next two weeks.” Watching your boyfriend stand up, and Satoru takes his place.

Countless times you’ve admired Satoru, as much as you have Suguru. Their eyes opposed to each other as much their are. With Suguru’s eyes reminding you of a calm night sky right before the storm. With heavy clouds you can’t see which bring the smell of rain.

Satoru eye’s recall endless sparkling ocean which reflect the sun. Only to concealing crushing, dark depths. Inciting the same reactions one would have in the middle of the sea. Question it’s depths with fear or curiosity, or some might not even care at all. Too consumed in the sparkly surface of a seemingly calm ocean.

To have those very eyes studying your pussy is frying your brain. Biting into your bottom lips as he looks up and says, “You’re beautiful pussy is wet enough for both of us. Do you think your pussy take Sug and I for my first time? I want to feel your soft pussy squeezing me whilst his cock rubs against mine.”

Stroking your lips, wetting his fingertips. Whilst you moan, “I want to feel both of you cum in me.” Satoru pushes his finger tips in. He groans,

“So creamy I want to taste. After I learn how to make her cum with my fingers teach me how to eat her out.” Suguru grabs Satoru’s messy white hair. Turning his head and kissing Satoru.

The loud groan from both of them telling you that it is long overdue. Satoru slips his fingers deeper inside you. As he grabs the back of Suguru’s head, messing his bun and causing it to fall.

Suguru breaks the kiss, his teeth sunken into Satoru lips. Which looks puffier when Suguru lets go. He says, “I’m going to shut you up that way from now on.” Satoru grins and tells him,

“I’ll make sure to be more annoying.” Suguru yanks his head to the side, exposing his neck. Suguru crouches behind him, his bulky large body covering Satoru’s leaner body. Only Suguru could manage to drawf Satoru’s body.

Suguru warns, “I’ll do more than just bite. You will be punished, maybe I’ll make you watch me fuck her. And you won’t be allowed to touch yourself.” Sinking teeth deep into Satoru’s neck. Whilst Satoru curls his finger inside of you.

His ocean blue eyes unfocusing as Suguru reaches down. And you can only picture your boyfriend grabbing Satoru’s spit slicked cock stroking it.

Satoru’s eyes roll back as he bites into his bottom lip. The soft pumping of his finger stops. Only for him to slowly nudge a second finger inside you.

Suguru kisses the bright red bite mark on Satoru’s pale neck before telling him, “Rub small circles on her clit with your thumb. Don’t use to much pressure but don’t be too light. Pay attention to the way she moans and moves.” Suguru stands up and sits on the chair facing the bed.

Suguru says, “Once you make her squirt then you can feel how addictive her soft pussy feels quivering around your cock. Her pussy is going to be so much more sensitive after she cums the first time.” Satoru groans as he slips his fingers of your pussy.

Kissing your clit the way Suguru did before. Then sticking both of his longer fingers into his mouth. Looking at you as he groans. Whilst Suguru spits into his hand, the slick sounds of his hand gliding down his hard cock alongside Satoru’s moans it’s chocolate for the ears.

#geto smut #geto x reader #gojo smut #gojo x reader #jjk smut #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut

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yanderecrazysie · 3 months

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Hihi! If your fine with it, Can I request part 2 of anonyance? I swear I can’t find Yan!Futakuchi fics anywhere in tumblr give my boy some love too 😭

Also can I be 💭 or 🥞 anon?

I am more than fine with it, my precious anon! And I don’t really keep track of anons officially, but you can be either of those!

And this is more than a drabble than anything.

Title: Annoyance (Part 2)

Pairings: Futakuchi Kenji x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, swearing

Summary: You’ve always found Futakuchi annoying, but he’s only gotten worse since you caught his attention.

Part 1: here

annoyance

/noun/

a thing that annoys someone; a nuisance

“That was a great first date, right?” Futakuchi asked, a smug grin spreading across his face. “I rocked your world, didn’t I?”

“It was alright,” you said vaguely.

“Alright?” Futakuchi spluttered, looking highly offended, “Stop being stuck up and admit it- you loved this date.”

“Stuck up?” Your voice raised.

“That’s not what I-” Futakuchi looked frustrated, running a hand through his hair. You had to admit, he was handsome, especially all dressed up like he was.

But God almighty, was he annoying.

The date had been nice- the restaurant he had picked was fancy, but not too expensive. He had paid the bill with a grin on his face that just begged for you to tell him how impressed you were.

It was the talk during the meal that you truly didn’t like. Futakuchi was infuriating. He spent the entire time talking about how great he was and all of his accomplishments. He barely even took a breath, much less a goddamn bite of his food.

The dinner lasted forever because of his incessant yapping, but you managed to tune him out a half hour in, focusing entirely on your meal. He never once even asked if you were enjoying yourself.

“Listen, the date would have been more than ‘alright’ if you had just shut up about yourself,” you explained.

Futakuchi opened his mouth as though to say something, then closed it again. He looked genuinely at a loss, as though he couldn’t believe you truly didn’t enjoy your date with him.

“Well, I have to go,” you sighed, turning away from him. He grabbed your wrist.

“Where are you going? I have to drive you home.”

“No, I’m just going to grab an uber. Thanks for tonight, I guess.”

Futakuchi’s eyes flashed and when he next spoke, it was through gritted teeth, “Why are you making this so difficult? I’m doing this for us.”

“Us?” You couldn’t hold back a derisive laugh, “What ‘us’? There is no ‘us’.”

His grip on your wrist tightened until it was painful, “You threw that ball at my face, remember? You’re the one who started this.”

You managed to yank your wrist from his grip and glared at him, “What the hell is wrong with you? Listen, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have thrown the ball at you.”

Futakuchi made another grab for your arm but you stepped out of his reach. He pulled his lips back into a sort of snarl, and glared at you, “This is your fault, so take some fucking responsibility.”

You threw your hands up into the air, “I just did, you stupid asshole.”

A sudden vulnerability etched its way across Futakuchi’s face as he reached out for your arm once more, gentler this time, “Look…just…”

He looked up at you with watery eyes, “You don’t have to love me right away, okay? I just… just please stay by my side for a while.”

You hated the part of you who was a sucker for sensitivity. You nodded reluctantly, “Yeah, fine, I’ll hang out with you. I’m not going to fall in love with you, but I won’t abandon you either.”

Futakuchi pulled you into a sudden hug. A soft smile spread across your face, until he whispered in your ear, “I knew you’d see reason.”

You could practically hear the smugness in his whisper. That soft smile was long gone.

He really was an asshole, wasn’t he?

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere haikyuu #haikyuu!!#yandere one shot #one shot #yandere futakuchi #futakuchi kenji

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sinswithpleasure · 2 years

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Caught In 4K—[Chapter One]

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You do not know how long I've been waiting to put this out. I've been excited about this for so long.

Collaboration with the wonderful @worldsover! None of this would have fruitioned without his writing, editing, and input.

Enjoy the story, all!

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“Hihi, dearies!”

The blinking red of the camera flashes repeatedly. Im Yeojin smiles into the lens, waving with both hands. A new night, a new time to clock in for her side job. On her second screen, she monitors her playback and the chat. Her eyes flick to the steadily rising number of viewers on her screen, and she smiles brightly as comments start flooding in.

fordauto765: hello froggie

girls-are-hot: omg froggie you're live

capncock6969: squirt

mrcuntlicker420: my fav hoodie on u!

Yeojin grins at the comments and greets her loyal viewers as they pop up one by one. She fiddles with the zipper on her hoodie, casually conversing with the ever-increasing number of viewers.

"Hello, hello!" She scrolls down the live chat. "Ah, username johnnyhancock says 'What're you wearing underneath that hoodie?' Wouldn't you like to know, hm?" She laughs, tilting the camera down to expose her bare thighs. "A little sneak peek for you all."

Tonight, her camera captures not only her but most of her room. At the back, curtains cover a large window, obscuring any clues to her location. Behind her, a heap of plushies is set up semi-neatly around her dual pillows, her blanket folded atop one of the pillows. Beside her bed, an alarm clock and a few figurines of anime characters stand atop a counter, with three inbuilt drawers. Her room is immaculate.

Pings begin to ring from her speakers. Yeojin waves at more newcomers while she reads a few more comments.

"I look pretty today? Aw, thank you! I'm about to look even prettier though." Wink.

"Take it off and fuck yourself for us? Wow, someone's ready to go today."

"'Oooh, that's a new plushie on the bed.' That's right, I got a new frog plushie! Isn't he cute? I've been hugging it to sleep for the past few days. He's really soft!"

Yeojin smiles when she sees a regular name pop up. They've been there for the past six months, almost the entire length of her camming "career".

"Hihi, hyunwoo430!"

Thoughts of her best-friend-slash-crush of the same name come to the forefront of her mind. She lets herself wonder if this “hyunwoo430” and the same Hyunwoo-oppa she glomps every day are the same person. She shakes her head mentally—no way her cute, innocent Hyunwoo-oppa visits camgirls at all. If Hyunwoo-oppa found out she did camming as a side job, she'd have to quit school, move to another part of the world, and get a whole new identity.

hyunwoo430: hi, froggie. how's your day been?

"It's been good, really good. The entire week's been good too. I bought myself some ice cream today, and I've been riding that high since."

hyunwoo430: that's so good to hear, froggie.

However, as horrified as she would be at the possibility of his viewership, an equal amount of warm tingles rushes down to her core. Yeojin brushes it aside—there's a show to give, after all.

"Shall we begin, my dearies?"

A wall of "Yes!" floods the chat. Yeojin slips into her sultrier persona when she spreads open her legs to expose her pink panties to the lens.

"I've been waiting so long for this, gosh." She slides a hand down over her thighs, gliding across the expanse of bare skin.

"I've wanted to touch myself the whole day, and now, I get to show it to all of you. Don't you wanna see me fuck myself?" Her hands slide over her pussy, over the cloth, and she gasps softly, rubbing herself in circles.

"Look at your cute froggie, dearies. God, it feels so good, mmph~"

Yeojin spots a comment that says 'Take the hoodie off”, and she grins, pulling the zipper down bit by bit. Soft whines escape her as she rubs her clit and bites her lips. She lets go of the zipper when it exposes most of her cleavage—enough to show more skin than normally acceptable, but still retaining what was left of her modesty, if one ignored what she was doing below.

"Show more, show everything?" Yeojin bites back a moan as she slides her hand under the waistband of her panties, sliding two fingers into herself. A dark spot exposes how aroused she is to her viewers.

jungshiwoon40: Fuck, this is so hot

froggieluvr32: im so hard rn

girls-are-hot: god, baby, i'd pay to see you naked

Yeojin stares at the pop-up on the side of her screen. True to their word, a fifty-dollar donation from user “girls-are-hot” with the message “strip it all off, baby” appears. Yeojin grins while she pulls her zipper open to expose her bare chest. Finally, she lets her viewers see her newly pierced nipples for the first time, and her chat goes wild, with more and more donations being added to her bank account. She then pushes her panties off her hips and spreads her labia open to show her soaked slit which drips slick onto her chair.

"Do you like what you see, my dears?" Yeojin tugs at her nipples, moaning at the pleasure she derives from it. She reads the chat as she reinserts her fingers into herself. Her fingers strike at her G-spot while she stimulates her clit with her palm.

"Ah, fuck, so good, fuck… Thank you for the donations, dears… oh!" Yeojin gasps. A particularly strong thrust of her fingers causes her hips to buck involuntarily, a choked moan escaping her lips. "Can Froggie cum? Froggie's close, please let Froggie cum?"

Another wall of approval floods her chat, and another fifty-dollar donation pops up, once again from user "girls-are-hot", reading "cum, i wanna watch you cum."

"Fuck!" With a sharp cry, Yeojin cums around her fingers, squirting. Her squirt runs through her fingers, streams of pleasure made tangible. Liquid ecstasy soaks the towels laid around her seat, her petite body trembling at the pleasure.

Take her fingers out of her pussy. Lick the strings of slick that still coat her digits. Yeojin pants, smiling into the lens. Her chat flies by, words almost illegible with how quick they flash on her screen. She somehow manages to note hyunwoo430's request, worded politely as always.

hyunwoo430: froggie, can I request for you to use your dildo tonight, please?

Yeojin grins as she gets up from her chair to throw her hoodie onto her chair. She pulls out the largest dildo she owns, seeking a stretch tonight. Her first orgasm leaves her wanting more, and she knows this will definitely push her to the extremes tonight. After all, what better toy could do the job other than her huge, clear glass dildo the size of her forearm? In addition, it'd make the performance even more intimate, of sorts—the viewers can watch Yeojin gape her pussy thoroughly anyway.

"Is this what you want, hyunwoo430? Do you want Froggie to gape herself for you?"

Immediately, she sees a "Yes", followed by an "i wanna watch you cum so fucking hard" from hyunwoo430. Yeojin blushes hard thinking about the actual Hyunwoo-oppa saying these words to her. It is with these thoughts that she drives the large phallic toy into herself, gutturally groaning as she stretches the tight walls of her pussy over the sex toy.

Yeojin spreads her legs atop the armrests of her chair. Her gaped pussy and puckered asshole are fully on display now, and she tugs at her nipples as she continues to force the dildo into herself.

"F-Fuck! So… big, fuck! Ah!" With a hard push, Yeojin chokes on a gasp as she buries the dildo into her body. The withdrawal of said dildo is not soft either—she pulls it out halfway, then forces it back into herself to the hilt.

"Oh- fuck, fuck, fuck! My pussy, yes, stretch me out, fuck, it's so big, so thick, fuck!" Yeojin pulls her nipples again, twisting them with the aid of the metal bar pierced through her flesh. A hundred-dollar donation from "froggieluvr32" grabs her attention:

"get ur vibe, max it, and wreck your clit. don't turn it off until you've fucking squirted everywhere."

Yeojin grabs the vibrator from a drawer, turning it to the max as per the instructions given. When the toy hits her clit, she squeals, her hand thrusting the dildo harder and faster into her dripping hole. Slick coats the dildo, strands of it sticking to its sides on every withdrawal. The pace that Yeojin sets for herself is unforgiving. Within minutes, Yeojin barrels over the edge to her second orgasm. She yanks the dildo out of her cunt as squirt forcibly fires out of her, the hiss picked up by the microphone setup she has on the side. Without relenting, she rams the dildo back into herself, the vibrator back on her clit as she bucks and convulses on her chair, the oversensitivity pushing her to a third squirt. The dildo fires out of her hands, clattering on the floor, and Yeojin pulls the vibrator out of the way just as she explodes, squirt firing in staccato bursts.

Yeojin's cunt clenches on nothing as she squirts, her screams accompanying the hiss of fluid firing out of her used pussy. Yeojin's fingers replace the dildo, the vibrator back on her clit as she fucks herself again, addicted to the high of orgasms. She fucks herself senseless for the camera and her viewers, disregarding how sensitive she is, how messy she makes the place, and how sore she'll feel tomorrow morning.

"Ah, ah, fuck, Froggie's squirting again, Froggie's squirting again!"

A ten dollar donation from "hyunwoo430" reads "squirt for me", and it is with thoughts of Yeojin's own Hyunwoo-oppa fucking her relentlessly that Yeojin squirts for the final time. Her hips buck as a long, violent stream of squirt sprays out of her petite body, back arched, mouth open, screams of pleasure and oversensitivity accompanying the hiss of pleasure made physical, testing the limits of the towels under Yeojin. In her head, Yeojin can't help but scream for her Hyunwoo-oppa, imagining his seed firing deep into her clenching cunt, milking his balls for all it can offer.

When she finally is released from her high, Yeojin grins at the camera. The chat starts to die down, but she catches a few snippets of what her viewers are saying.

froggieluvr32: fuck i came so hard

fordauto765: that was so good holy fuck

mrcuntlicker420: god if only i was there to drink all that squirt

girls-are-hot ($100 donation): thank you for another wonderful stream, froggie!

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You close the laptop, throw away your tissues, and wipe a bead of sweat from your brow as you sigh. The mind-clearing lightness doesn't stop you from watching Yeojin do little more than stare at her screen and click and type, even if she's already cleaned up and put her hoodie on. She waves goodbye to the last few people still watching the mundane stream.

hyunwoo430 exited the chat.

You shuffle to your bathroom to wash your hands, drying them off on your shorts before sinking back onto the chair in front of your laptop. Your face sinks into your palms as a sense of shame washes over you. Even now, after months of watching your cute Peanut Yeojin get off live on cam, you still dimly regret having ever found her. Somehow, it feels like an invasion of privacy, even when the privacy in question has been blown out of the window long before. Yeojin has her entire room, her entire body streamed online, with no modesty retained. How could it be an invasion of privacy?

You retire to bed, simultaneously dreading yet cheering the fact that you knew you'd end up seeing your dear Peanut again. She brightened your days with her bright smile and cheerful disposition, and you look forward to seeing her every day. What you dread though, are the dirty thoughts you have of her—knowing how she looks under those clothes is both a curse and a blessing.

It is with these thoughts that you fall into a deep sleep.

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"Oppa!"

There she is.

You smile as Yeojin barrels into you, wrapping you into a big hug. Every morning, the ritual is the same—sit and wait at the entrance, hear Yeojin, and then get wrapped by the peanut in a bear hug. It never gets tiring, because the hug never fails to energize you.

Here's the issue: the knowledge you hold about her secret job is always at the forefront of your mind. You know very intimately about how she looks underneath all her layers. You know about the heart tattoo with wings she has inked at her pelvis, just above her privates. You know about the "Per Audacia Ad Astra" tattoo she has on her right side, the quote ending just under her petite chest. You know about her birthmark on her tummy, just left of her belly button. Hell, you even know about the moles on her back when she showed it on cam once. Armed with all this knowledge, and the image of her cumming burned forever in the recesses of your mind, you can never think innocently about your dear best friend.

Today, Yeojin is dressed in a white tee, a pink button-up over her shoulders, jeans, and sneakers. Strapped over her shoulders is her usual gray backpack, and she completes the look with white sneakers. She looks absolutely adorable with her short hair tied back into a little sprout. The hairstyle makes her cheeks pop out, and you're melting inside at the roundness of her face. You want to squish her cheeks.

"Oppa, Oppa, I got you this!" Yeojin pushes a grande-sized cup of coffee your way. You know how expensive it is, and you never want Yeojin to spend that much on you, regardless of how much she earns.

"No, Yeojin… It's so expensive! You don't need to do this!"

"It's fine! I have money to spare, just let me~" Yeojin whines and pushes the cup into your hands insistently. She smiles when you relent, and cheers erupt from her when you take a sip. Grabbing your hand, she pulls you with her to class.

Her hand fits in yours perfectly.

If Yeojin is bothered by both of you holding hands, she doesn't show it. In fact, it seems like business as usual for her. You stare at your physical connection while your heart pounds at how wonderful it feels to have her leading you by the hand, platonic or not. You wish, with all your will, that Yeojin doesn't hear or feel how hard your heart beats, how nervousness courses through your body. She can't know—not now, not ever.

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Yeojin panics in her class when she settles down. She stares at her hand, the same hand that held her Oppa's earlier, and she knocks herself on the head. How could she just grab Oppa's hand like that? What if he finds out about how she feels? What if he can't accept her feelings and leaves, taking years of friendship with him?

"Nooo~, fuck…" Yeojin rests her head on her balled fists, cheeks squished on each fist. She sighs, her face burns red, and a dopey grin paints her face when she mentally replays how nice it was to hold hands with her Hyunwoo-oppa.

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Tonight, you lie on your bed, unable to sleep. You stare at your hand, feeling a little stupid. For the entire day, you have not been able to get rid of any thoughts of Yeojin, innocent or sinful, though mostly innocent. The feel of her hand in yours still lingers, as much as it is impossible.

She looked really pretty today. Her grin in the morning when you begrudgingly accepted your favorite coffee flashes across your mind. Another image of her appears: Yeojin eating messily at lunch, rice grains stuck to her lips, waving her hands and feet in joy at the delicious food. You hug your pillow tighter and smile at the memory.

Yeojin has been your friend for years. Your years in high school were made rather eventful when you were paired up with Yeojin as seatmates. Ever since then, both of you grew close—where one was, the other was sure to follow. Considering Yeojin's extroverted nature, you were usually the one being taken for a ride through whatever she wanted to do.

You smile at a memory of Yeojin staring blankly at you with a leg already over the school wall, planning to skip before the morning began. Sure enough, within minutes, you were climbing over the same wall with her. The detention that both of you got after getting caught was worth it—You already had fun at the arcade and spent a whole day together, so the punishment of even more time with each other was no punishment at all.

The question of how and when she became someone you valued more than a friend is something you can't really answer. Originally, she was just a bright, bubbly girl who introduced herself as the "Super-Ultra-Cute-and-Sweet YeoJinnie" on Day 1, but this same girl ended up becoming someone with whom you wanted something more. Somehow, more and more nights were spent with Yeojin at the forefront of your mind—specifically about how you definitely wanted to feel her cuddled up against you, and her lips on yours for years and years to come. Wishful thinking, sure, but a man can hope, can't he?

And… now. Yeojin has definitely grown and matured. Gone is the cute young teenager, replaced with a young woman that… well, still looks like the same old cutie from before, but has matured a lot. Doodles on her notebooks from school have become ink permanently tattooed on her skin. Her arms, then skinny, now are a little rounder, fuller, and more toned. Her height still remains the same though, and a bit of a sore spot for her.

A jolt of warmth fires down between your legs when you think of the little peanut as a camgirl once more. Not again, you mentally groan. This is not the first time, and neither will it be the last.

Thoughts of Yeojin's petite naked body flood your brain, and your member reacts accordingly, hardening in your shorts. Yeojin's furrowed brows as she rubs her clit over her panties. Yeojin's fingers inside her as she curls them, her head thrown back, deep voice going deeper in arousal. The ripples of Yeojin's tight ass as she slaps it, vibrator running within her cunt. It doesn't take long before you pull your shorts down and stroke your shaft as you imagine Yeojin straddling you, riding you hard and fast.

"Hyunwoo-oppa~"

It is with thoughts of Yeojin moaning your name, her body convulsing as she cums on your cock, her juices spraying all over your crotch, that you bring yourself to orgasm. You hurriedly grab three tissues from the table beside your bed, then sit up in preparation.

"Fuck, Yeojin, Yeojin, Yeojin, I'm gonna cum, fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

With two more strokes, your balls tense and your cock pulses shots of semen. Each shot of it fires into the tight pussy of petite Yeojin and she joins in your moans as you fill her up—all in your imagination, yet it prolongs your orgasm regardless. When your orgasm subsides, you throw the tissues away, then pull up your shorts. You wash your hands before you return to bed and lie back down in shame.

You can’t keep thinking of her like this.

Sleep claims you.

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Yeojin is live again.

Today, you're present right at the beginning of the stream. Both you and Yeojin had a grueling presentation today, with the most hardass of professors in your years. Hence, you're in desperate need of some stress relief, and you know Yeojin definitely needs it as well.

Yeojin waves at the camera once more. Her glasses sit atop her nose, giving her a bit more of a nerdy look, but she rocks it exceptionally well. Her white blouse is tucked into grey dress pants, her blazer hanging on the backrest of her chair. Her hair is untied, silky locks falling down to her shoulders.

You love and hate presentation days the most: Love them, because Yeojin is in formal wear—Hate them, also because Yeojin is in formal wear. Yeojin already looks sinful in a casual outfit, and in formal clothing, she only looks a million times hotter. Every time she wears formal anything, all you can think about is bending her over a desk, rocking her body with how hard you fuck into her, each thrust ripping out a cry of pleasure from deep within her.

Needless to say, every presentation day, you're plagued by sinful thoughts of Yeojin that can only be removed by shamefully jerking off to her. Today is no different.��

"Hihi, dearies!"

Once again, you type your greeting, and Yeojin perks up.

hyunwoo430: hi froggieee

"Ah, hyunwoo! Here you are!"

Yeojin smiles at the camera, tilting her head to the left. She fiddles with the cloth of her shirt, her saccharine voice kicking off her show for the night.

"Shall we begin?"

Yeojin's hands run across her clothed chest, kneading her curves atop the cloth. She leans back, her breaths deeper.

"I've been very stressed today, and I'm gonna need a few good orgasms tonight. Make sure to keep your eyes on me, okay?"

Buttons slowly pop open as Yeojin deftly undoes her shirt. More and more of her fair skin is exposed, her cleavage becoming increasingly apparent with each undone button. Yeojin pulls open her shirt, exposing her braless chest to the unblinking lens.

On your end, you're in a somewhat similar state of undress. Your shirt is open, but your pants are undone. You slowly stroke your shaft at the sight of Yeojin's delicious body, groaning when she exposes herself.

Wait… did she even wear a bra to school?

You gasp, the random thought halting your actions. Yeojin never took off her blazer the entire day, and with how petite she is, she probably could pull it off without anyone noticing. You groan at the intrusive thought of Yeojin in the same formal wear, bent over a desk, her pants brought down to her thighs, shirt open to expose her chest, and her pussy plugged with your cock. You stroke harder, keeping your eyes locked on the screen of your laptop, on the sinful display Yeojin delivers.

Yeojin now has her pants undone, but instead of taking them off, she has her hand underneath the layers of cloth. A soft moan escapes her lips as her wrist pushes against the cloth, the volume increasing as her fingers thrust in and out of herself.

"I'm so wet, my dears, oh! Fuck, my pussy feels so good, shit…"

Yeojin pinches her nipples, tugging at them as she hisses in pleasure. She raises her legs and spreads them open, each thigh on the armrest of her chair. Her hand causes the cloth to tent repeatedly as she fucks herself with her fingers. Yeojin moans, her brows furrowed as she grabs one of her breasts for a knead.

"Do you like it? Do you like watching this naughty girl fuck herself?"

You rush to type in a "Yes", which gets buried with all the others in the chat. The regular chime of donations seems to say the same.

"Oh, you wanna watch me squirt? Fuck, I'll make sure I drench everything for you."

"Oh, fuck, fuck, my pussy's so fucking tight around my fingers, fuck… God, it feels so good, oh my god, fuck! I hope you're all jerking off well, my dears, because I want you all to cum with me."

Yeojin reaches for a tiny egg vibrator, putting it down her pants. She moans when she pushes it into herself, then turns it on with the remote. Whimpers escape her lips as she focuses on her clit with her fingers, the muted whirr of the vibrator stimulating her walls mixed together into an erotic score being delivered through your headset. A few more pushes of the buttons, and Yeojin moans loudly in reaction.

"Oh, oh fuck, yes, that's it, that's it, fuck, my pussy feels so good, so fucking good, oh my God…"

Yeojin tugs at her nipples, shaky breaths escaping her lips. Her chest rises and falls erratically, her legs trembling in pleasure.

"Oh my… fuck, I'm gonna cum really soon, I'm gonna cum really soon, watch me cum, watch me fucking cum in my pants, fuck!"

You stroke yourself harder. On your screen, Yeojin appears to stick her fingers into herself, even as the vibrator runs.

"Fuck, I'm so close, I'm so fucking close, watch your Froggie squirt, watch me squirt all over my pants, fuck, fuck, cum with me, cum with me, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, fuck, I'm fucking cumming!"

Yeojin squeals, and a wet spot appears on her pants. The wet spot explodes over the gray cloth, darkening it to a deeper shade with her release. Her squirt leaks out of the cloth, flowing onto the chair and dripping onto the floor as she cries out in pleasure, fingers aggressively rubbing her clit. Yeojin squirts hard—the wet spot even goes to about mid-thigh, though most of it overflows, forming puddles below her.

When Yeojin's orgasm subsides, she turns off the vibrator, spreading her legs wide open to show the stains on her dress pants to the camera.

"Did you like it, my dears? I see some of you in chat wanting to see me squirt more… Don't worry, I definitely won't stop until you guys leave me a fucked out mess, okay?"

The jolts of pleasure at the filth Yeojin says make you nearly blow your load. You rip your hand away, your cock twitching hard as you edge yourself.

"Oh, froggieluvr32, you want me to squirt even more? Alright, let me get naked and I'll make sure to drench all of you in my cum."

Fuck, it's going to be a long night.

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Yeojin definitely kept her promise.

Your cock aches hard—you've edged yourself for a solid hour or so now to Yeojin's stream. Her tousled hair falls all over her teary eyes, and streaks of her tears stain her cheeks. Drool leaks from her open mouth as she moans, uncaring of her image anymore. Her Hitachi wand is held against her clit and her trusty glass dildo gapes her hole once again.

"Look at me, look, I'm such a slut, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna squirt again!"

Yeojin cries out in pleasure as her pussy gushes another spray of squirt all over her thighs. Her body convulses as her eyes roll back, almost as if she was possessed. The chat eggs her on though, fueled by intense lust and the desire to see the petite girl destroy herself with wanton pleasure. Squirt covers every inch of Yeojin's skin on her bottom half, and sweat runs down her top half. Her white dress shirt is almost transparent at this point, drenched through with sweat and squirt as it clings to her like a second skin.

"Those of you who've been edging for me, and I know there are, I want you guys to cum too, okay?"

Yeojin flashes a tired grin from her chair, her cheeks puffed up to intensify her cuteness.

"I want all my Oppas and Unnies to think about cumming on me, on your cute little Froggie."

She giggles.

"Or maybe in me, inside my cute little fuckhole."

Yeojin lowers the vibrator onto her clit again while the dildo teasing her drenched pussy parts her walls once more. Yeojin whimpers loudly at the overstimulation, but she pumps her dildo hard into her tight pussy, her walls clinging tightly to the fucktoy.

You're unable to resist anymore—the thought of Yeojin taking your load into her womb takes you straight to the edge. Your hands do not obey your mind—you want to hold on until Yeojin cums, but with two more strokes…

"Fuck!"

Thick white ropes of semen erupt from your hard cock, shooting high into the air. Cum splatters all over your table, your thighs, your chest, and your stomach as you jerk yourself furiously through your release. Shot after shot of cum explodes from your cock with every pump of your fist, and you get more and more lightheaded as you finally achieve the sexual release you've worked towards for the past hour. You lose count somewhere at ten as you willingly submit to the intense pleasure your orgasm brings.

On your screen, Yeojin's moans get whinier and whinier, her words slurring together as she gets closer and closer to her final orgasm.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, I'mgonnacum, I'msoclose, fuck, fuck—ah, shit—watchme, watchme, I'mgonnafucking—!"

A scream rips through Yeojin's body as her vibrator is flung out of her hands and clatters noisily on the floor. The dildo in her hands being forced out of her pussy is the last thing you can see before a deluge of Yeojin's squirt sprays all over the camera lens. Burst after burst of Yeojin's juices spray across your screen, her hips bucking and muscles clenching with each spray of her orgasm.

"Oh fuck, Yeojin, fuck!"

At the same time, you curse loudly again as another load of semen erupts from your cock—you didn't stop jerking even after your orgasm, and Yeojin's lewd display brings you to another release of your own. Six more pulses of semen splatter onto your chest and torso, and you sink deeper into your chair when your orgasm subsides, your tense body deflating with a long sigh of exhaustion. Yeojin is in the same state on-screen, fucked out and drenched in the remnants of her pleasure.

"Thank you all for today, Oppas, Unnies…"

You fall into a sound sleep after your shower.

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You love Thursdays. While it doesn't beat the end of the week, Thursdays offer you a simple joy—you share classes with Yeojin. For two hours every week, you get to have your favorite girl next to you, happily chattering away and working closely with you on the content being taught.

"Oppa, I'm confused about this part…"

"Me too, Yeojin. I wanna go up and ask the prof later."

You carry on typing whatever notes you can, and Yeojin taps away at the keyboard on her own notes. You're only semi-focused though—Yeojin smells really really really nice today, and you'd be lying if you weren't a little distracted.

"Okay class, let's have a short break!"

After the professor calls for a ten-minute break after the marathon of Powerpoint slides, you go up to ask questions. Unfortunately, there’s already a line of students there. You sigh and join the queue.

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Perfect. Yeojin knows just how meticulous the teacher can be with answering questions, giving her plenty of time to mess with Hyunwoo-oppa’s computer. It’s funny (and really cute) when he finds out and whines about it to her, so she’ll keep doing it to bother him. Besides that, she also gets to snoop around and figure out little things about him.

Imagine the horror Yeojin feels when, in an idle bout of curiosity, she reaches over to look at his laptop, opens another browser window, then sees that dreaded website link: “OnlyCams - ImFroggie”. Yeojin has approximately a billion thoughts racing through her mind, yet has no time to process anything since he’s already done asking the professor his questions, so he walks back to his seat. Predominantly, as she stumbles about trying to close the window, buried in the depths of her anxiety is hope, tainted by lust. She twirls a pen, trying her best to keep cool.

He clears his throat. “I saw that.”

“You what!”

Hyunwoo-oppa returns from the professor's podium with the answers in record time. He can't help but grin.

“Tsk. Trying to copy my notes.” At least, that’s all he noticed. He would be feeling a similar horror if he found out about Yeojin finding out. “You can just ask, you know? Or better yet pay attention.”

Yeojin plays up her pouting and harrumphing. “W-well. Meanie.” She can’t help but gulp.

#kpop fanfic #kpop smut #kpop fanfiction #male reader #loona smut #loona #yeojin smut

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pumpkzsafeplace · 9 months

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any advice for insomnia, I normally I have to regress a bit before bed to ease me into sleep but since being in a new place (vacation) I can't really stay asleep for long unless i'm exhausted from being cranky and as of tonight I've accidentally woke my cg up three times within four hours so neither of us are really doing that great 3:

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hihi lil bug’ 🌼

i’m so sorry to hear about your current situation, i know how much new environments can mess around your little head :(

hopefully these tips will let you get some well deserved rest, you sleepy lil thing <3

tips on new environments & insomnia.

-> plan some stand in routines: stand in routines are incredibly important when going to a new place, our little headspace is only familiar and comfortable with the usual routine we follow, so when we’re somewhere new, you may find it a lot harder to settle.

simply sit down with you cg and plan around your new routine that you’re following on vacation, it’ll help your little headspace figure out where it belongs & you may feel a little bit more settled and safe.

-> try to relax the best you can a couple of hours before: try to plan around your screen time and your activities to give yourself enough time to mentally wind before you have to sleep. 💤

-> hot drinks & soft blankets: try to get yourself as cosy as possible, i find a hot drink such as a cup of tea or hot coco helps me a lot when i’m sleep-deprived and struggling to settle down.

-> note down your worries & thoughts: sometimes i find it hard to regress or settle if my mind is racing so daddy usually suggests to write down my thoughts, it doesn’t matter if it makes sense or not, and despite how silly it sounds it actually works!

^^ i hope these tips help a little <3

and i hope you have a wonderful day!

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#agere blog #age regression #agere community #safe agere #sfw age regression #sfw agere #sfw little community #sfw little blog #sfw little post #agere little #agere #age regressor #agere caregiver

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kaizdreamz · 7 months

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updates + another poll !!!

Hihi, for some reason it feels like it's been forever since I last posted anything

There should be two fics coming out either tomorrow night or tonight!! Since it is the weekend I have a longer time to write, I do have a question tho!!

Do you think Scara would call you a dumb puppy/doll/baby/thing or be meaner when it comes to "bullying" you /affectionately??

That may be a little hint to the next post ehehe!!

#junesl1ght_#genshin fanfic #Female reader #Gn reader #scaramouche #Genshin Scara #smut fic #I'm actually kind of worried I'll write him ooc 😭#ILHSM

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baekhvuns · 2 years

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Hwa, spare a tit or two 🤲🏻 even if they're flat I'll take them!

Vampire Jimin makes sense and DILF Namjoon yeah, so predictable lmao.

I feel the same about fanfiction. I read some San ffs at the beginning of stanning, but with Hongjoong and Yeosang I only really read threesomes with Seonghwa jahsggsdjahdjshss sometimes people send me snippets of other fics so I go through them. I read some Seongjoong once or twice, because I knew someone who wrote and read for them, but they became a bit too invested in that ship and it felt like they were seriously seeing them as a couple and I'm not here for that 🤡🔫 I used to enjoy MxM fiction, but it started to feel weird, especially because most MxMs aren't written by gay men so it's a bit off putting to me. I also dislike how other sexualities than straight and gay basically don't exist in the fanfiction world. The plots might be really great, but I just can't do the smut 😭

Before I proof read some SKZ fics, but I wouldn't call it proper reading, because I had to look away during smut scenes hdusjjsdnhdshjs. Sometimes I scroll through tags for other groups like my children Enhypen and see some hardcore dom smut I need to run away 😭🤚🏻

Please do not ask about my writing career hahhaahhaha it was long ago and 🤡

Oh yeah idols are extremely sexualised, sexualised or infantilsed - for some people there's nothing in between. There's no problem with calling someone sexy unless they're underage, but people go too fucking far. I have a "friend" who claims to be a soft stan and acts pretty delulu sometimes, but then goes 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 at every picture. So fucking exhausting. And they don't even like men irl much, lmao I think after getting into kpop they started simping for Korean men in general which is creepy af. A whole ass 27 year old ehhhh

Hahaha yes I think I liked Wolf ironically at first, but now I genuinely don't mind it. Bestie I said print 😭😭😭 I used to draw, but not anymore. If I could I would be drawing/painting Seonghwa left and right

https://twitter.com/ln21771/status/1525116957946793992?t=YnF9MqhV2V5SmKXrSu7MEw&s=19

https://twitter.com/hwachipp/status/1525141200562683904?t=Npc0fXC-rsp2Z1ofIYu22g&s=19

So trueeee he's always immaculately styled, I know it's easy cause he has great body proportions and is willing to experiment. But he just works every type of style so well. Versatile king 😍

Btw I'm going to another kpop party tonight, I'll let you know how it went. Hope they play a lot of Ateez, sadly it's +16 so I expect a lot of cringy Koreaboos and creepy guys... - DV 💖

hihi!

Hwa, spare a tit or two 🤲🏻 even if they're flat I'll take them!

LMFAOOOO PLS IM IN A PUBLIC SPACE AND THE WAY I LAUGHED FBWNDBWKDHWK spare a hwa tit foundation 😭😭😭😭😭

Vampire Jimin makes sense and DILF Namjoon yeah, so predictable lmao.

iTS ALWAYS DILF OR CEO FRR or single dad au 😭😭😭😭😭

YEAAAAH 10000% the mxm smut feels a little off putting fr fr 😭😭 their plots are really great but i skip past the smut so fast you’d think im the flash 🔫 but like there’s a few fics on ao3 without smut that shOULD LITERALLY BE PUBLISHED,,, when ppl become too invested in a ship and begin to think its real irl ??? 😭😭

SAME 😭😭😭😭 i used to beta read a skz fic and i had to read the smut part bc that was the whole point,,, the way my face scrunches up reading about them bc i geNuinly cannot imagine them doing this 😭😭 the choking and calling sluts and sorts,, sometimes i read the fic for the plot and skip the smut

Please do not ask about my writing career hahhaahhaha it was long ago and 🤡

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insanely sexualized and infantilized to the point some ppl just look at them as sexual objects bur then say “i feel so bad that theyre so sexualized” AND THEN DO THE EXACT SAME THING,, i have one too and im so tired 😭😭😭 i try to stray away from the topic by sending memes or something but they ALWAYS send stuff like that like come on bestie 😭😭😭 NAURRRRRRRR THAT “FRIEND” NEEDS TO STOP BFMWBDKW the fetish increases?? 😭😭 foe the delulu part, i do it for funsies “if he breathes one more time im going full delulu” but the ppl ik fr fr go “gonna go sk and walk by kq or work there, they wont ever escape me” 😭😭😭😭

u know those who liked wolf are into abo fics 🤚🏼YOU ARE A FURRY i also genuinely don’t mind it but when i tell ppl that they just go “ur just trying to convince yourself” 😭😭???? aHHHH u print pc’s 👁👁

https://twitter.com/ln21771/status/1525116957946793992?t=YnF9MqhV2V5SmKXrSu7MEw&s=19

https://twitter.com/hwachipp/status/1525141200562683904?t=Npc0fXC-rsp2Z1ofIYu22g&s=19 So trueeee he's always immaculately styled, I know it's easy cause he has great body proportions and is willing to experiment. But he just works every type of style so well. Versatile king 😍

ABSOLUTELY AND THE WAY HIS MODEL BODY MAKES HIM LOOK EVEN BETTER 😮‍💨 shinestar’s also follow him and are the best dressed 🤚🏼 following mingki’s

Btw I'm going to another kpop party tonight, I'll let you know how it went. Hope they play a lot of Ateez, sadly it's +16 so I expect a lot of cringy Koreaboos and creepy guys... - DV 💖

g-good luck bestie

Shit bestie I think I forgot to include this important video in my previous ask THE WAY HE PULLED HIS HOODIE UP, MADE SURE HIS ASS IS ON SHOW https://twitter.com/raspberryhwa/status/1525025978908651526?t=KtQ9qPzkPzeCJrdG0LhK-g&s=19

VFMWBDMWHDMWBDKWHDKW IM GONNA CRY HES SO AGGRAVATINGLY CUTE 😭😭🔫

also

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

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ssparksflyy · 3 months

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sleepover ༉‧₊˚.

pairing : jason grace x gn!reader summary : sleepovers are a common thing in your relationship with jason, but some nights, you decide to have official 'full teenage experience' ones. tonight, was one of those nights warning(s) : none !! just fluff word count : 1.4k a/n : hihi! i actually got something out this week! who woulda thought! anyway i hope u enjoy this and have a great day/night <3

you knocked rhythmically on the door to cabin one. it was a special knock you and jason had established, so you'd know the difference between each other and another camper.

of course, no other camper was going to be knocking on his door this late. it was after curfew, but it was always the thought that mattered.

you took a step back, adjusting your bag that was filled to the brim with snacks, dvds, and extra blankets.

there was a smile on your face that just couldn't leave. you loved 'offical' sleepovers with jason. you loved feeling like a normal teenager who was able to have fun sleepovers with their boyfriend, never having a care in the world. and even though you simply couldn't have a 'normal' life together, you both put in everything to pretend you could.

after you knocked, you heard a quick shuffle from inside the cabin. the shuffle was quickly followed with hurried footsteps, then jason opening the door, a mile wide grin on his face when he saw you.

"you ready?", he asked, moving aside to let you in.

"of course", you replied, kissing his cheek before you walked into the zeus cabin.

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as you walked into the cabin, your smile couldn't help but grow as you saw what jason had did to his cabin.

the cabin was covered in pillows, blankets, and . even zeus' ginormous statue in the middle of the room was covered with a blanket. thank goodness, that statue creeped you out.

"well, what do you think?" jason asked, as he closed the door and leaned on his bunk frame, the smile on his face wide as ever.

"it looks amazing!" you said, the lights illuminating your face and causing your eyes to twinkle.

jason smiled widely. not only because you loved his attempt at decorating, but because of how amazing you looked. how the soft fairy lights managed to enhance your features, how comfortable you looked in your pajamas, it was one of the many times where he realized how lucky he was to have you.

he was snapped out of his haze when you noticed his staring and said, "whatcha lookin' at lover boy?"

he felt the heat rise to his cheeks, and realized he probably had that 'stupidly-in-love' look on his face again. he cleared his throat and straightened himself out as he said, "you, of course"

he meant to sound confident saying that, but it came out much more squeaky than he intended.

you laughed at his unexpected voice crack and set down your bag. you sat on the floor, surrounded by pillows and blankets. you patted the spot next to you, signaling him to sit down. as jason walked over, you pulled out the snacks and movies you had brought. he plopped himself down next to you, laying his head on your shoulder.

you laid out the movie options you brought. mamma mia, 10 things i hate about you, a cinderella story, and captain america: civil war.

( SO RANDOM IK, IF U DONT LIKE ANY OF THOSE PICK UR FAV MOVIE LMAO <3 )

"take your pick" you said, laying your head on top of his.

"hmm, what about (whatever movie u would pick)?" he said, picking the movie up.

"sure!" you said, smiling and reaching over to the dvd player that was connected to his projector and putting the dvd in.

you settled back down and leaned against the pillows behind you.

jason wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head on your shoulder once again.

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as the movie played, the two of you cuddled and told each other about your days.

around midway through the movie, jason began what turned into a dedicated game of truth or dare.

"ok, ok, ok, my turn to ask" you say, a warm smile on your face, "truth or dare?"

"hmmm," jason hums, patting his chin with his index finger, "hmmmm, well that is the question! so many possibilities could come out of my answer! i could totally mess up my life with this, i mean- what if i choose truth but the fates set me up to choose dare? would i be in trouble? would i die? would-"

"jason!" you exclaimed, hitting his arm gently.

"alright, alright!" he said, laughing, "for the fates, i choose dare"

"finally! okay, i dare you toooo," you began, looking around the room for an idea, eyes landing on jason's 'fearless' vinyl that was on his wall, "oh i know! i dare you to sing karaoke"

(man idk how i was supposed to say that, also fearless is an album by taylor swift, the one with love story and you belong with me on it, just in case ya didnt know)

he grinned and said, "bet."

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truth be told, when he tried, jason could sing wonderfully. but in a time like this where it was just you and him, his only goal was to make you laugh at his ridiculous singing voice.

but he didnt even need to start singing to get you laughing. the second he clicked on the lyric video of "you belong with me", you were in a fit of giggles.

he cleared his throat dramatically and held a hairbrush like a microphone as he began singing, "you're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset-"

you couldn't help it. you were giggling uncontrollably. really, it wasn't as funny as you were making it seem. but you couldn't help it. maybe it was so late that anything seemed funny, you weren't keeping track of time.

"she's going off about something that you said, cause she doesn't get your humor like i doooo~" he continued, moving his hips to the beat of the song, "i'm in my room, it's a typical tuesday night. i'm listeneing to the kind of music she doesn't like, and she'll never know your story like i do~"

jason gave a full performance singing that song. he was dancing, jumping around, and doing hair flips. you were cheering him on, clapping and laughing.

when he finished, he bowed dramatically as you gave him a standing ovation and saying, "bravo! bravo! encore!"

he laughed while shaking his head and said, "no, no, (n/n). it's your turn now"

"what? no, no, i dared you to do that, i don't have to do anything" you said in a "as-a-matter-of-fact" voice.

jason didn't say anything. instead, he walked over to you and picked you up as if you weighed nothing.

"jason!" you exclaimed, laughing, "put me down!"

"not unless you sing!" he said, beginning to spin.

"okay! okay!" you said, giggling.

he put you down and kissed your forehead. you turned around and started searching for a song to sing.

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you both took turns singing your favorite songs. jason only sung love songs and pointed at you anytime he said something romantic. for a few songs, you did a duet a dramatically sang your hearts out.

finally, you both collapsed back into the fortress of pillows and blankets. your foreheads were bedded with sweat from jumping around and dancing.

you put another movie on, knowing you most likely wouldn't be paying much attention to it.

jason had his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close to him. you were playing with his hair, trying to make it stand up.

while your eyes focused on jason's hair, he couldn't help but stare at you. he studied your face, admiring the same features he adored since he first saw you. you were gorgeous, and he wanted to tell you, but couldn't seem to find a way to describe you. you were his everything, he didn't need anything more.

"i love you" he said, moving one of his hands to your face and cupping it.

you looked down from his hair and smiled, "i love you too, jason."

he smiled then connected your lips, you happily kissed him back. turns out you ended up putting captain america on, and as you kissed, the avengers fought with each other on screen. the two of you didn't mind though. it felt natural. people fighting in the background of your lives. just as you did everyday, you ignored it. you ignored the fighting and focused on jason. that's the way it was, and the way it'd always be. and truth be told, you wouldn't have it any other way.

a/n pt. 2 : ayy, thank you so much for reading! lmk what u think! as always, likes, comments and reblogs are very greatly appreciated <3 every time i get a notif, the little guy in my head throws a party and does a bunch of backflips, he's kinda weird. also, sorry if i kinda input my interest a bit too much there, but what can i sayyyyy, jason is 100% a fearless guy, you can't change my minddd :( anyways, once again, tysm for reading, love ya lots!

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson

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