#someone plz write for him i’m begging

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there’s a severe lack of lucas gottesman content on here😫 like hear me out ok, i love him so much especially in season 3 when he’s in his whole “dark lucas” phase. someone plzzz write for him or if you know of any fic lmk

#pll #pretty little liars #lucas gottesman #lucas gottesman x reader #someone plz write for him i’m begging #fanfic #pll fanfic

[cheolhub]

sar baby 😻 light of my life, HAPPY ONE YEAR! I COULD NOT BE MORE PROUD OF YOU!!

now business: can i have juyeon with the prompt “that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me.” 👹

6:10 p.m. — lee juyeon

prompt. “that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me.”

wc. 1.6k [srsly idk how to write a drabble under 1k]

warnings. switch!juyeon, switch!reader, needy juyeon, heavy praise, several uses of good boy, pet names [baby], unprotected sex, creampie, kinda messy sex? – MINORS DNI 18+

note. keir, my angel, my bff <# thank u so so much! u know i for sure would’ve deleted this account if you hadn’t been here to keep me grounded (as u always do.) i love u more than u will ever know & i will forever thank the universe for bringing u 2 me 🤬!! & THANK YEWWW FOR REQUESTING OUR BELOVED, SLUTTY JUYO! i hope u like it (not proofread bc u usually do that for me hahah)

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p.s. this is my first tbz work… plz be gentle 🫡

you swear greed will be lee juyeon’s downfall. gluttonous and insatiable, the crazed, unhinged man cannot keep his hands off of you for the life of him. 

you think he’d die if he went a half day without touching you, kissing you, fucking you– that, or he’d die from the lack of attention.

it’s almost concerning. almost… sometimes, you can’t be bothered to care when it feels like you’re on cloud nine every time he puts his hands on you. 

but sometimes, you are bothered by it. 

“baby, i’m busy,” you mumble, typing away at your laptop. you’re hyper focused on the work document in front of you, the blue light straining your eyes. “just give me a little.”

he’s standing behind your chair with his arms crossed, a small pout etched into his lips. 

“you said you’d be done by 6? it’s 6:10…” he sulks and you crack a smile, spinning your chair around to look at your pouty boyfriend. 

you grin, “what, are you timing me now, juyeon?” 

he sighs dramatically, “‘course ‘m not, but you promised me you wouldn’t be working past 6.” 

“i have to get this spreadsheet done before tomorrow morning, baby. and i would’ve gotten it done this morning if a certain someone didn’t beg me to stay in bed with them.” you joke lightly, “do you want me to get fired or something?” 

the frown on his face deepens as the smile on yours spreads. “you know i don’t… i just miss you.” he sighs, dropping his arms by his sides. “feels like i haven’t seen you in hours. tired of you doing work when you can be doing other things worthy of your time. like me, for example.” 

you reach out, taking his hands into yours. “two. you lasted two hours, juyeon.”

“two hours too long.” he whines softly and you can’t help but find him so endearing. “baby, please, just… just take a break.”

he doesn’t wait for you to object, pulling you up to your feet and dragging you back into your bedroom and you groan, knowingly. you’re not getting that damn spreadsheet done until he’s fucked himself to sleep.

“you have to be quick, juyo. i wanna finish my work before it’s too late to order takeout.” you tell him as he tugs you, to which he mumbles a ‘yeah, yeah.’ it’s obvious he has no intention of acting in accordance with your wishes. 

because when you’re in your room, he pulls you in for a desperate kiss. he moans into your mouth as his hands squeeze your hips and pull you so you’re flush against his body. you feel his hard cock through the thin material of his shorts when he grinds into you. 

you pull back with a breathy giggle, “baby, how are you already hard?”

“i’ve been hard for an hour now.” he huffs, gripping you tighter. he lowers his voice till it’s just barely above a whisper, “kept thinkin’ ‘bout how… how you called me your good boy… and how you told me how good my cock made you feel. looked so pretty and you felt so fucking good, baby. wanna feel you around me again. need to.”

you let out a sharp breath, mind wandering back to the long hour he had your ankles resting on his shoulders this morning. your cunt pulses as you remember how he fucked you so nice and so deep while you brainlessly babbled out praise. most of it being incoherent comments about his perfect cock. 

curse lee juyeon and his dick for turning you on when it shouldn’t.

he groans, digging himself into your clothed tummy. “gonna let me fuck you, yeah?”

you moan softly, arousal probably soaking through your shorts with how wet you are. “as long as you’re quick, then you can, baby.”

he nods mindlessly, but he’s ignoring that request again. 

he leisurely shimmies your shorts and panties off and then his own shorts– he has on nothing underneath and you wish you could say you were surprised– before guiding you onto the bed. he towers over you, repeatedly slapping the head of his cock against your clit and laughing softly as you moan and jerk underneath him. 

you huff at his taunting, “stop that,”

he feigns innocence with a faux pout, “stop what?”

two can play at that game.

 “juyeon?” you jut your bottom lip out, “you wanna be my good boy, don’t you?” 

it’s like a flip switches on inside of him. he’s left breathless, nodding his head eagerly like a puppy, pulling his cock away from your clit.

“good. now fuck me and be quick. i’m not gonna tell you again.” you command, voice rigid and unforgiving. 

he doesn’t protest, he doesn’t complain, instead he obliges without an ounce of hesitation. he lines himself up with your entrance– where you clench around absolutely nothing– pushing the tip of his cock into you slowly. 

you inhale sharply, the air in your lungs fleeing quickly as you feel your walls stretch to accommodate his size. you have to tell your body to relax at the sudden invasion, unclenching so he can push himself in deeper. 

“baby,” he moans, throwing his head back. “you’re so fucking tight. oh, fuck–”

“j-just keep moving, juyo, i can take it.” you manage to tell him, voice cracking ever so slightly towards the end of your sentence. 

you whimper softly when he bottoms out. his cock fills you like no other and the thought has you clamping around him, walls molding to his shape just as they’re meant to. 

juyeon pulls out with a whine and pushes back into you slowly. you’re sure he’s doing it for his own sake. any faster and your poor, pent-up baby is going to cum embarrassingly quick. 

but you have other things you need to do, so this needs to go at your preferred pace.

“go faster, baby,” you say airly. 

he reluctantly speeds up, giving you deep, precise thrusts. he lodges his bottom lip between his perfectly straight teeth attempting to bite back the ridiculously needy sounds his body wants to expose. 

and you notice, letting out a giggly moan. “that’s it, baby. you’re such a good boy, aren’t you?” you coo at him.

juyeon gasps, releasing his lip so a broken moan can slip past them, his cock twitching uncontrollably inside of you. 

you hum in delight, “hmmm, that really does make you hard, huh?” you ask rhetorically. “i can feel you pulsing inside of me.”

and you can. he’s throbbing in between your walls like he’s about to bust inside of you and it’s filling you with the utmost joy. when you’d met juyeon forever and a year ago, you wouldn’t have thought he’d be so easy to reduce to a mess. you’re not complaining, though. not when he sounds so pretty cursing and moaning for you like a cute bitch in heat. 

“fuh-fuck, again– please, s-say it again.” he begs, eyes pleading and eyebrows knit together. 

you moan softly, willing to give him everything he wants. “cock feels so good. you’re fucking me so good, juyeon. you’re such a good boy.” you needily place your hand between your thighs, right above where his cock meets your messy cunt. your fingers quickly find your clit, rubbing at the swollen bud in tandem with his now-erratic thrusts. “my good boy.”

you clench around him as the words tumble out of your mouth and juyeon’s eyes nearly roll. he cries out needily, “close. ‘m close, baby–”

you rub your clit faster and squeeze him tighter, mewling out your reply. “cum for me, baby. cum inside me ‘n fill me up.”

he whines, pounding into your harder and harder before his thrusts cease and he’s pressed deep inside of you. his warm seed spills, coating your walls as he lets out a long, drawn out groan of pleasure. 

he wants to collapse, but he knows you haven’t gotten off. 

so before he can completely come down from his high, juyeon resumes his thrusts. you feel his release spill every time he pulls out of you and it’s messy. a sloppy, wet noise sounds every time his balls slap against your cum coated cunt. 

juyeon is surely overstimulated. you can tell by the babbles of him begging you to cum and the rolling of his eyes and the whimpers and mewls that are driving you absolutely feral underneath him. 

you don’t last much longer after that, body jolting as you feel the tightrope in the pit of your tummy snap. your walls envelope his cock into a tight hug as you completely release over him. you cry with his name dying on your tongue, the earth-shattering orgasm washing over you. 

he has to force himself to stop fucking you. tears brim in his eyes right before he collapses on top of you, his cock slipping out of your worn pussy. every nerve ending in his body feels like they’ve been electrified and he can’t help but twitch and pant on top of you. 

you grunt with his weight on you, “juyo, you okay?” you ask breathily. 

“mmm,” he moans in response. he’s fine.

you smile, running your hands through his hair. “you’re gonna let me go back to work now, right? i gave you your fix, so you should be good for at least another two hours. i should be done before then, though.”

he groans, “i dont want you to work.”

“i know you don’t–”

“so stay here with me.”

you huff, “how many times do i have to let you fuck me before you’ll let me work?”

he pulls up and smiles cheekily at you, eyes still a bit dazed. “maybe… three times. or four.”

you scoff, “you are such a piece of work.”

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How the Captains and Lieutenants (+) would react to PDA

I’m obsessed with this anime you don’t even understand. Imma do a spin off of this but with the arrancar and sterneitter and Yhwach… yes I like Yhwach. Suck my dick. All the captains are the ones in the picture aka pre attack TYBW captains. Ikkaku and Kaien are the only changed lieutenants. This took to long to write so I barley proof read it, it just gets a little reparative at times. Read the note at the end plz. Enjoy my loves.

Chōjirō Sasakibe

W/ others: Young Chojiro would find it sweet. He has a very strong heart and will acknowledge the love of the couple but do nothing more. Older Chojiro would probably scoff and tell them to be a little more prideful about when and where they show their affection.

W S/O: I think no matter what age he’s pretty much the same. Wouldn’t do too much or too little. Younger him wouldn’t be as affectionate because he might have other priorities. Older him though, even tho he has more responsibilities, he’s laid back and will rest with you on a bench as you talk about your day. Would probably like feeding the ducks at a local park with you.

Suì-Fēng

W/ other people: *Side eye*. She ignores it for the most part but wishes they would do it in private. As long as it’s not anything tooo intimate then she doesn’t mind really.

W/ S/O: She doesn’t like it. Again, she doesn’t mind anything very subtle. Intentional but discreet brushing of the hands, holding eachother pinkies under the table, or sitting close together, is all alright. Hugging and Kissing on the other hand? No. Maybe if she’s feeling a little soft or has a good day, a kiss on the cheek would be exceptional, maybe a pet name. Other than that, absolutely not. She does have a reputation to uphold after all. (*cough* and she doesn’t want Yoruichi to see *cough*)

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi

W/ others: He finds it endearing that people can express their love for eachother so openly. He won’t comment on it and keep going on with his day. If it gets a little to handsy between the two he’ll probably strum his guitar a little harder to block it out or just get up and walk away.

W/ S/O: He enjoys it. He likes the feeling of his hands in yours and arms wrapped around each other. He’s a little more open about it in private but that doesn’t mean he’ll completely stop in public. He’s more of a words or affrimation kinda guy, I mean he puts so much emotion into his lyrics, how could he not be? He’ll whisper sweet nothings in your ear, and if he’s in the mood, a couple filthy promises.

Izuru Kira

W/ others: Izuru is a naturally introverted and quiet person. Seeing people so open and confident in their love for eachother makes him a little jealous. He wishes that sometimes he could put himself out there just a little more, but he’s comfortable in his little bubble so the thought alone kinda scares him.

W/ S/O: As I said before, he’s a shy lil boy. Not to much in public or you’ll kill him. In private tho, 🤭. He’s literally all over you, begging and whimpering for just a little bit of attention (he’s def a sub imo). He likes having someone to hold every night he goes to bed and every morning he wakes up. Tbh, I think he goes for the extroverts; he’d appreciate it if you make the moves most of the time. But when he’s in a mood, best believe he’s not letting you go anywhere, for someone so slim he can be exceptionally strong; aka his status as a lieutenant. He loves words of affirmation, giving or receiving.

Retsu Unohana

W/ others: She thinks it’s sweet, at least Retsu does. As long as they aren’t doing too much she just goes on about her day. Yachiru on the other hand would have scoffed a little, shaming them for their openness, thinking that those moments between two lovers should be saved for the more private and intimate moments. (*She a reformed crip*)

W/ S/O: Im a little indifferent on this one. I don’t really have an opinion on her when it comes to this. I think before the main story and tybw she wouldn’t even be interested in anything but battle. Main story Unohana (+) pre-attack tybw, wouldn’t mind hand holding. She’ll call you cute/endearing names like “dear or hun” but other than that, I don’t think she’ll be that mindful or care about it.

Isanae Kotetsu

W/ others/: She’s shy and reserved just like izuru. More prone to blushing at seeing other people cuddle up to each other . If she makes contact with either of the two she’ll put her head down and scurry away. She’s so cuteeeee☺️.

W/ S/O: FLUSTERED AF. Will blush, stutter, and whimper at any sign of affection; especially in public. Y’know when in anime the two love interests are walking home together and one grabs the other's hand and turns away blushing? That’s her. She rarely makes the first move but will silently ask you too.

Shinji Hirako

W/ others: Fuckin Hypocrite. He'll scoff and get in his “I wish that was me so imma be a hater,” moods. Seeing people canoodling with each other in public kinda makes his dick hard ngl. He imagines it’s him with his s/o. niggas a pervert on bro.

W S/O: Touchy grabby touchy grabby. Won’t keep his hands to himself. Loves the fact others can see how shy he makes you. Will whisper the filthiest, diabolical things in your ear. Scratch that, if he feels like it he’ll say it out loud. Depending on who you are though, he won't actually say anything, he’s truly a respectful person; just likes to tease. Besides anything sexual, he loves holding your hands and looking deep into your eyes. It’s not hard to make him blush either but he’ll do so with a big smile and soft gaze. He just wants everyone to know how in love he is.

Byakuya Kuchini

W/ others: He doesn’t really care. Little displays of affection are okay in front of him but for the most part, because of who he is, people tend to not take it too far when he’s around.

W S/O: Like Soi Fong, he has a reputation to maintain. He’s a very private and uptight person. Most would say he has a stick up his ass (*kenny*). Another person who prefers to show affection in private. He’ll let you lay your head on his shoulder or vice versa; hands intertwined while you observe the koi fish in his private pond. In meetings with the other nobles, he’ll grab and squeeze your hand from under the table to reassure you. Who knew he could be a lil softie.

Renji Abarai

W/ others: Doesn’t matter to him. Don’t try and bang in front of him and you're cool. Renjis a very laid back guy even if he can be a hot head. He prefers if people would do it in private but if it starts to get to much for him he’ll just get up and walk away.

W/ S/O: I can only imagine him w/ Rukia I’m so sorry. Butttt, if I had to give a take on it I’d say he can get really flustered.

Sajin Komomaru

W/ others: Slightest bit jealous. Because of what he looks like, afraid that nobody would wanna do those things with him. He doesn’t have an opinion on PDA, as long as they’re respectful of the others around.

W S/O: It’s a pretty known fact that Sajin is insecure about himself. However, after he takes his face covering off he does become a little more confident. He’s another private one. Loves cuddling next to the fireplace. In his human form tho, he feels like he has an opportunity to finally show how much he loves you in public without fear of getting judged. He’ll hold you hand and call you a little pet name but for the most part he’s “meh” about it. Afraid to get fur in your mouth.

Shunsui Kyōraku

W/ others: Also another pervert. Have you read his books? Is the cheesy romantic type who says shit like “they just love eachother so much”. That one guy in meet cute romance novels who sits in the back of the cafe or park benches and writes a story based on couples he sees walking by. On some “her big blue eyes started into his narrow darker ones 🥺,” type shit.

Would probably write smut about it ng hold you. Lisa peer edits 4sure.

W/ S/O: Shameless bastard. Like shinji, he does not care who he’s around. Gets a pass because the head captian thinks of him as a son. Will do it infront it him even, making you give him a slap to the head. He’ll just wink at you and give you the biggest, wettest kiss on your cheek ever (*que Yamamoto leaving the room mumbling about how the younger generation has no shame*). Physical touch and words of affirmation are his strong suit. Will tell you your beautiful no matter when or where. Loves taking naps with you under the many beautiful trees located in *byakuyas’ home* the seireitei.

Nanao Ise

W/ others: Unprofessional. She thinks things like that should be indoor activities in their own space. Would probably speak up about it if it was getting too much. Wouldn’t be bitchy about it but would definitely have a very stern tone.

W/ S/O: Again, save it for inside. Would be flustered at any type of affection but more so in public. Would have the brightest cheeks and tell you off for doing things like that in public. She kinda gives me veryyy subtle tsundere vibes, like you gotta squint to see it. In private however, she’ll come up to you with redden cheeks and an embarrassed/ little irritated expression and hold her arms out for a hug.

Kensei Mugurama

W/ others: Get it outta his face. Doesn’t like it with other people, but he won’t have any strong reaction to it. Probably just gives a roll of his eyes and a head shake. Just seeing other people be lovey dovey makes him cringe.

W S/O: Just like his flat skulled friend, very much a hypocrite. Will have a firm grip on your hand every time you two go out, arm around your waist, hand on your lower back. Even though he has this tough persona attached to him, he doesn’t mind showing just how much he cares about you. Will let you sit in his lap with his arms around you or hands on your hips with his face buried in your neck. He does this the most in public, especially if he doesn’t feel like socializing. Would be a little cheeky and start peppering kisses along your neck.

Shūhei Hisagi

W others: Tbh I’m a bit indifferent to him too. He’ll either glance at them and walk the other way. Or, B, become flustered and dip. He just doesn’t know how to react. Kinda just stares for a couple seconds, blushes, huffs, and walks away.

W S/O: Just like his best friend (insert Izuru), he’s a bit bashful about it, but just like his captain he can be a little slick. After a couple of drinks the boldness comes out. He loves wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you towards him with a kiss on your cheek. Will also pull you into his lap and would most likely fall asleep. When he’s a bit more in control of his actions, he’ll grab your hand as you stroll through the town. Still a fan of kissing you on the cheek and will throw in a babe here or there, the works.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya

W/ others: Another one who finds it inappropriate in public. He’s but a child, spare him please,

W S/O: Lil boy.

Rangiku Matsumoto

W/ others- Yet another one who finds it cute. Would comment on how adorable the couple is, will even say it to their face. She can tune it out if she wants too but finds it funny to tease them. Especially if it’s one of her friends (Izuru abuse).

W S/O- Loves, loves, LOVES PDA. Cute nicknames, hugs and kisses, holding hands, going on dates. Loves to feel wanted and appreciated. Probably loves PDA the most out of everyone on this list.*Gin can’t do anything about it cause he dead*

Kenpachi Zaraki

W others: Finds it disgusting but doesn’t care. Slighttttttttly a perverted about it. As long as you're not jumping each other's bones, you’re safe.

W/ S/O: Kinda like Kensei. Very protective of you and a little saucy. Does not care who's watching because he knows they won’t do anything about it. Won’t say it but he loves when you’re perched on his shoulders (your weight/height does not matter this niggas almost seven feet and beefy). Loves for you to sit in his lap too, another one who likes napping with you outside. Lowkey likes it when you, yachiru, and himself go out and do whatever, kinda like his own little family. (has a breeding kink btw)

Ikkaku Madarame

W/ others: Would straight up tell them to knock it off if it’s getting too much. He finds all that cheesy, coupley, romance stuff disgusting. (Would headbutt someone).

W/ S/O: Doesn’t give a damn just like his captain. Very brash and straight forward. Will come up and kiss you in the middle of training if he thinks he did something particularly good in which he deserves a reward. Would sling an arm around your shoulder and kiss the top of your head while sitting in a bar drinking and laughing. Plot twist! If YOU were the one showing PDA he’ll become bashful and scold you about doing things like that in public. Calls you babe 24/7 and does not care who's around when he makes naughty jokes.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi

W/ others: Will stare at them until they stop or throw up in each other's mouths. Finds it absolutely repulsive. Why are you doing that in public, let alone in front of him? Will comment on it, telling them that wherever they are is no place for such nonsense. Will walk away and mutter how nasty it is under his breath.

W/ S/O: No.

Nemu

W/ others: Does not care.

W/ others: Wouldn’t initiate it but would reciprocate if you did. She basically a robot ion know what you want from me.

(+ Akon)

W/ others: Why though? Might get flustered if they start making out but for the most part he gets second hand embarrassment.

W/ other: Again would get flustered by kissing, but wouldn’t necessarily push you away or tell you to stop.

Jūshirō Ukitake

W/ others- Thinks it’s so cute. Would smile and wave at the couple. If they started to get a bit more handsy with eachother his pale face would turn the brightest of pink as he excuses himself.

W S/O- In terms of the top three PDA lovers I’d say Rangiku, Shunsui/Rose tied for 2nd, then him. He’s literally the sweetest person in all the seireitei. Loves sitting out in the open with you, on a cute little picnic date. Pet names thrown around the room, hugges and kisses are open anytime. Would blush and rub the back of his head with a soft laugh and even softer smile if you ever catch him off guard in public. Would say he loves you no matter who’s around.

Kaien Shiba

W/ others: Won’t pay attention to it. They love each other, so what?

W S/O: Woule give you big bears hugs whenever he sees you. Timid smiles with a heart of gold. Around you 24/7 so everyone has gotten used to it. Your own personal shadow.

꧁༺!𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒!༺꧂

Sōsuke Aizen

W/ others. Pre betrayal Aizen would say he finds it charming in a way. Would softly smile at the two and keep going on about his day. Post betrayal Aizen would give them the side eye. Thinks it’s disrespectful to do things like that in his presence. Might rock your shit tbh.

W/ S/O- Pre betrayal Aizen would encourage it. He wants to show everyone how sweet and gentle of a boyfriend he can be. Will grab your hands, waist, hips, or arms at random times to catch you off guard. Post betrayal Aizen could not give 2 fucks.. Would come up behind you snaking his hand around your neck and kiss behind your ear, while you’re mid convo with someone might I add. Will have you sit on his throne with him, might force you too if you’ve been acting up, especially if he knows you hate attention (sinister af).

Gin Ichimaru

W/ others: Would observe them from afar. If they're getting annoying with it he’ll come up to them and purposely make them uncomfortable. Deep down though, he’ll find it cute and long for someone to connect to like that

W/ S/O: Similar to Aizen in the way he just does not care. Even after the betrayal of the Gotei 13, he stays the same. Would grab your hips and kiss along the column of your neck staring straight into the eyes of the person you're talking to. Would whisper teasing words to you no matter where you are. But as I said earlier, the real Gin would just want you to feel like you are always an attachment of him. He really does love you

Kaname Tōsen

W others: Can’t see them.

NAH IM JUST PLAYIN 😭. He thinks it’s a bit unsavory to be doin things in public. He does think, however, that if they’re that secure in the relationship and in their love they have the right to express it.

W/ S/O: Pre betrayal Kaname would hold your hands most of the time. Would possibly give you a quick peck on the cheek or forehead when he knows nobody is paying attention. Most of that stuff is in the privacy of your home. Defo gets more confident and will subtly grope you while whispering sweet nothings. Post betrayal Kaname may or may not be as strict about it. It’s 50/50 he wants you to know he loves you but he also wants to be professional. Maybe if you catch him in a less populated area. Who knows 🤷🏽‍♀️.

Kisuke Urahara

W/ others: Would watch them from behind his fan and bucket hat. Doesn’t mind it at all, he’ll just laugh about it and say that they’re just doing what most couples do.

W/ S/O: Run. Will not leave you aloneeeeeee. Will grab at any part of you. Will grab or slap your ass in public too he dgaf: But when you whip around he’s already out of sight. Now you and the other people around you are left speechless as you stomp around to find him. He loves pet names and will let them spew out whenever. Likes to tease you a lot and does it even more in public. He just like seeing you so shy (* was gonna say blush but uh…👋🏾*). He’s way more on you in private though. Laying in bed cuddled up with you is his favorite. Likes having his face smushed in your chest no matter the size. Arms around your waist and breathing softly as you play with his hair. That won’t last long though, Defo sleeps in the starfish position and will slap or kick you in the face. Good luck tho cause he sleeps like he’s dead. You’ll either push him on the floor or sleep on the couch.

Yoruichi Shihōin

W/ others: She’ll just tune it out. If it’s getting too much she’ll ask them to stop. Just don’t do it when she’s around.

W S/O: Does what she wants. Totally think she’ll love to cuddle up to you in her cat form. Lives for head and belly rubs as well as scratches to her ears. Human form Yoruichi is way more devious. Would lay her head in your lap, arms crossed as she sleeps. Would kiss your cheek, say her 2 cents and walk away. She doesn't care who's around or what you're doing. If she wants to love on you she will.

Just as another psa I don’t write for Toshiro romantically or the lieutenants from squad 2, 5, or 7.

#Shunsui x reader #Aizen x reader #Soi Fong x reader #Rose x reader #Chojiro Sasakibe #izuru x reader #Unohana x reader #isane kotetsu #isane x reader #Shinji x reader #byakuya x reader #renji abarai #sajin komamura #Sajin x reader #Nanao x reader #kensei x reader #Shuhei x reader #toshiro hitsugaya #rangiku x reader #kenpachi x reader #mayuri x reader #Jushiro x reader #Gin x reader #Kaname x reader #Kisuke x reader #Yoruichi x reader #★♑︎☆彡𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎✪𝐍!☆♏︎★

[noyasmashing]

hear me out... noya gets dommed by his partner who is SOMEHOW shorter than him. (bonus points if he booked them a love hotel. like they spent the whole day traveling and sightseeing in tokyo only for his partner to find out his horny ass booked them a love hotel for the night.)

oh anon, as someone who is 4’11, I LOVE this idea. also my first time writing more than just a hand/blow job so sorry if it’s bad 😓

I’ll try to leave this gn reader since you didn’t specify gender! mentions of the readers “cock” but can be interpreted as a strap! (plz keep the requests coming i need more motivation)

You and Nishinoya had been dating for a year now, and he was eager to escape the rural area of Miyagi prefecture and explore new sights with you.

So, when you suggested spending a night in Tokyo and booking a hotel, he was thrilled! He insisted on handling the hotel booking to spare you the stress, but of course, there was another reason behind his eagerness.

After taking the bus to Tokyo, you spent the day wandering in and out of charming shops, picking up souvenirs and trinkets that matched your unique interests.

As the night drew to a close, you and Nishinoya enjoyed a romantic candlelit dinner, feeling content and ready to unwind in the comfort of a hotel bed.

As you hailed a taxi, Nishinoya quietly directed the driver to a specific location, causing the driver to chuckle. You eyed Noya suspiciously, but he avoided your piercing gaze, pretending to look around with curiosity.

The beat-up car halted to a stop in front of a rather sleek hotel, its planters and greenery framing the modern exterior. The streetlights illuminated the taxi as the two of you stepped out, carrying your overnight bags.

"Yu? What is this," you asked suspiciously, placing a hand on your hip, catching onto the situation at hand. He swallowed nervously, looking down at you.

"I-I... well, [name], I just wanted to spend a romantic night with you," he confessed, hoping to soften your reaction. To his slight surprise, you replied with a smirk as the two of you ducked into the discreet entrance.

Less than ten minutes later, you had him pinned against the door of your room, his hands clutching your shirt as he nervously looked down at you.

"Did you book this so you can be as loud as you want?" you asked in a seductive voice that made his knees buckle. Instead of replying, he half nodded, embarrassed at his own reasoning.

Without hesitation, you closed the distance between you, your lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. Noya responded eagerly, by moving his body closer to yours, practically climbing on top of you.

You pulled away way with a trail of saliva following, “You’ll be excited to see what I brought.” You told him mischievously.

Walking over to your bag with him trailing behind, you pulled out a bottle of lube and his favorite toy. His reaction was adorable with his face flushing red in surprise letting out a small whimper.

With a breathy, "Please," He moved closer to you once again. You couldn't help but let out a sadistic giggle at his reaction.

"Wow, are you already begging?" you teased playfully, holding the bottle of lube and toy in your hands.

Noya's embarrassment turned into anticipation as he watched you with eager eyes. "I-I just... I want tonight to be special," he stammered, his voice betraying a mix of desire and nervousness.

You smiled, appreciating his vulnerability and enthusiasm. "It will be," you assured him, placing a gentle kiss on his lips before moving to his ear, "I’m going to ruin you.”

You led Noya further into the room, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light. The ambiance was perfect for what you had in mind, and Noya's bashfulness only fueled your desire further.

His spiky hair was now tousled as he lay on the heart-shaped pillow atop the circular bed that you both would be sharing for the night.

At this point, he wore merely a shirt, and his well-defined thighs were widely apart, exposing his cock, that oh-so desperately wanted attention. You chuckled at his vulnerable position, comfortably seated between his exposed legs, exclusively for your amusement. His faint "be quiet" response elicited a gentle coo from you.

He exhaled a surprised gasp as your two fingers, coated with the cold lubricant, gently penetrated his tight hole.

“N-not so fast [name]… we have all night after all.” He reasoned with a shakily voice, fearing he might reach climax too soon if you were too hasty.

"You won't be able to think straight once I'm through with you," you retorted sharply. A hint of disbelief was present in your tone, as you questioned, "Did you truly believe you could secretly book a love hotel without me finding out?" Your fingers, now more assertive, continued their rhythmic movements within him.

He instinctively tried to close his thighs, an attempt to escape the intense stimulation. However, you were swift in preventing that, maintaining control. His response was a feeble, " 'm sorry, please... slow down, slow down or I'll-" His words were cut off as a wave of pleasure overtook him, causing the white liquid to leak from his poor cock onto his abdomen.

"Hmm, already cumming without my permission?" you inquired, detaching your fingers from his sensitive area, drawing a whine from him. Before he could utter an apology, you replaced your fingers with your member, silencing his words with a moan of pleasure.

His hands clung to your shoulder, his voice filled with desperation as you continued your relentless pace. "Too much, it's too much!" he cried, his back arched as you skillfully hit his prostate. Despite the exhaustion in your thighs, you continued your harsh pace not giving him a break.

He could sense tears forming on his eyelashes, an almost unbearable sensation accompanied by intense heat. His inner world was being invaded, as each thrust triggered his prostate.

You grinned, feeling a sense of accomplishment. In your view, it was a breathtaking sight. His eyes struggled to stay open, tears brimming, lower lip caught between his teeth. His legs twitched, hands tightly grasping the sheet. Oh, what a stunning spectacle it was. You couldn’t resist degrading him once more, “How is it that you tower over me, but right now you look so small?”

Leaning into your teasing words, he nodded, moans dripping from his lips as saliva filled his mouth, his mind not processing anything but pleasure.

You gripped his soft thighs and lifted them, transitioning to a missionary position. He felt the increase in your rhythm, his breath catching as he exclaimed, "Ah- gonna cum!"

However, just as he reached the brink, you abruptly pulled out, leaving him feeling empty as hot tears poured down his cheeks. He cried out a pathetic “noo”, his flushed erection twitching in disappointment.

"You can't expect me to do all the work. Why don't you ride me for a bit, yeah?" you directed in a husky tone, acknowledging the long night ahead.

#sub haikyuu #dom reader #haikyu smut #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #sub!character #dom!reader #haikyu x you #sub character #sub and dom #nishinoya x reader #haikyuu nishinoya #nishinoya yuu #love hotel #reqs open #hq nishinoya #nishinoya x you #nishinoya x y/n #haikyuu smut #haikyuu fic #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu!!

[motherraid]

I can’t find any rules so if your uncomfortable plz feel free to ignore this but I recently found out that when a afab person sits on someone else lap, they can feel the *throb™*

So I’m currently thinking what would Sebek do if during the Masquerade s/o fem!reader ended up sitting on his lap and he felt the throb. What would he do? Would he get hard or would he wonder what it is?

Can I be ✨🎀 anon plz? If you do those kinds of anon thingies lol

Omg of course???!?!?! It's been so long since I've taken an ask from a named anon what you're so nice 😭😭😭

AND YOU HAD TO PULL A SCENARIO FROM MY FAVORITE EVENT TOO ILY

((Grinding, manipulation/gaslighting(??), boners (lol), slight exhibitionism(?? If you squint i think) more big boy words and can't really think or anything else as a description, IM SORRYYY I NEED CHARACTER EXAGGERATION IT'S AN ADDICTION))

Well, well. Back to lap sitting. It seems you all have a certain taste.

Boring answer is he feels it, gets embarrassed, and asks you to get up before he even begins to feel anything. He'd probably offer you his seat and walk off to find another seat he can sit down in. He's red faced, but that's it.

Fun answer?

I believe that Sebek WILL know where it's coming from. I'm sure he has some knowledge in sex ed or smth and if he doesn't, he's still very smart. He can make the connection and what was causing it easily. And when he looks up at you in concealed confusion, he can tell by your nonchalant expression that you aren't doing it on purpose. He assumes it's a natural thing that you shouldn't be ashamed of. So, by that logic, if you feel something hardening under your ass, surely you can understand that it's just natural, right? It's nothing to freak out over, I mean, who wouldn't get hard when there's such a darling sitting in his lap?

And who could possibly have known that something as simple as a pulse could be so alluring?

I mean, if we're talking sweet ol classic Sebek, he'd probably be aaaaabsolutely mortified. His immediate reaction would be to politely tap you on the shoulder and ask you (in the quietest voice he's ever had in his life) to stand so he can use the restroom. He won't even make it to full erection by the time he's flown from the room lol. And as soon as he makes it into semi-privacy, you won't see him for a good while. Well, at least until he can either will his erection to die or pathetically rub one out in a restroom stall like a loser (lmao). Most likely the former. His pride wouldn't allow him to do something so humiliating. If someone heard or caught him whimpering while he spazzes with his dick in his hand mid orgasm he'd truly never show his face in public again.

If you two are in a relationship then maybe he won't be so quick to run away and pitifully consider jacking off to the feeling of you throbbing in his lap- wishing he could feel your throbbing while deliciously stretched around his dick and welcoming every inch deeper into your warm cunt until either he runs out of inches or you run out of space.

No, no. He may just steadily place both hands on each of your thighs and bury his face into the back of your shoulder. Or the crook of your neck depending on how tall you are.

("Please... Just stay here for a moment. I swear that I'll let you up soon.. But for now I need you to stay put... and try not to move too much." )

And uhm.. Mk so you know it's not a Duke post without some sort or freak in there, and I just can not write something without going feral about it and the only way I can go feral about it is if I exaggerate his character so PERVY SEBEK

So if you somehow had managed to sit down in his lap and he feels his zipper area becoming a bit uncomfortable, you'd better have a strong will. The absolute degrading filth this boy will spew into your ears will either have you grinding into his crotch and begging him for more or trying to muffle your hurt/confused sobs. Best believe he ain't going nowhere, and neither are you for your little stunt. Sure, you may not have been intentionally trying to arouse him, but you are the one who insisted on using him as a seat when there are plenty of places to rest. That must have been what you wanted, huh? To see him all red faced and bothered? You probably like seeing him breaking a sweat, lip between his teeth and digging his digits into the underside of the seat. You must loove making him horny. It's like you get a kick out of it. Is it funny for you? To see him in agony?

Well, two can play at that game. Don't even bother acting surprised when he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you tight to his chest. He might wait for a person or two to pass out of view before his tongue sneaks a quick swipe against your earlobe. His breath is heavy on your neck while he nuzzles his face into your hair. Thank the Seven for the loud(ish) music echoing off the walls, or else anyone a good few feet from you would be able to hear him groaning in your ear. All while one of his hands slowly slides towards the inside of your thigh and gives it a good squeeze.

And don't even think about saying anything. It's all your fault, you know. You just casually decide to sit in a guys lap and act surprised when he gets hard? Just like your enticing second heartbeat, an erection is something that can not be helped sometimes. They can happen anywhere, and every guy can agree to that. So what will it look like when you purposefully sit in his lap, throbbing against his thigh with your ass sat firmly against his crotch? Did you forget you're in a school of boys? They'd understand him in a heartbeat. Some may even say you did it on purpose. You'll only embarrass yourself. So stay still, stay inconspicuous, and stay silent.

Let's be honest, though. He's hanging on by a thread. He's just so embarrassed that you've managed to get him this vulnerable and he's taking that out on you. You feel so warm and smell soo good. It's taking every ounce of restraint to hide his gasps and grunts from the spread crowd around you both. Trust they can't be concealed from you, though. You can hear everything. Not to mention feel everything. It's impossible to ignore him spreading his legs a bit and slowly rolling his hips into you.

If he's miserable and desperate, he'll make you feel even worse. Unless you'd rather sneak away and give him the blow job he deserves for putting up with you. Lend him you pussy for a while and he might even spare you a lecture about public decency once this trip is over. (How hypocritical.)

And he's lying. Of course you'll be getting properly disciplined when this is all over. A hands-on lecture is a must. Best not to worry about that now, though. Just enjoy the moment. He sure is.

("I should have known better than to humor you. To think I actually believed you might have been behaving decently for once.")

#sebek smut #sebek zigvolt smut #sebek zigvolt x reader #sebek x reader #✨️🎀 anon #I'M NOT MAIN TAGGING THIS I'M TOO EMBARRASSED #Rambles I'm too lazy to reread and edit

[kuni-is-daddy]

HRRRR HHH SCARA >>

Sorry I’m fan girling rn 🛐🛐🛐

Ok but what’s ur favorite storyline trope to write for him /gen 👁👁🫶

OMG SCARA NATION ❤️❤️❤️❤️ whenever he comes on screen I just ACT UP. It's unhealthy 😭😭❌❌ my favorite trope.. mmm def sub wanderer. Or right after he "erases" himself from sumeru. Something about how he was so confused and didn't even know who tf traveler was until he had that long flashback with nahida makes me act UP. bro was deadass working at a farmers market selling and getting fruit LMFAOO. scara plz bby come here. We will gas you up😭I named mine as Kunikuzushi but this bitch talkin about some "I have no need for that name anymore" EXCUSE MEE??? Cried myself to sleep that night 😔

MINORS DNI--- THIS IS FILTH,❌❌

Kuni all alone with nobody or no one to depend on. Not even the fatui who shared the same hate for the archons.

Kuni who clings onto you because you make him feel so loved.

Fucking destroy that lil bit of purity he has and make him ADDICTED to you. In every way shape or form

Oh? He wanted to be a god in his previous life as Shouki no kami and scaramouche. You will be his God and he'll worship you.

Kuni who will bend over so quick for your cock/strap to fill him up.

Kuni who lewdly moans for you non stop on that wall you fuck him against. "H-HARDER Y/N OH FUCK PLEASE.. PLEASE.. YES~"

Kuni doesn't give a fuck who hears him. He wants to worship your cock/strap so badly.

Kuni will bounce on your cock whenever you want. The way you make him feel so full and bite on his neck. Slap marks on his ass while you tell him to go faster when he slows down.

Do it too him in his sleep while he's resting from your previous fuck ;) and watch as he cry's and begs for you to slow down. Eventually he'll submit to his previous desires and beg to ride you until he cums all over your chest. Rope after rope of cum.

Kuni likes it rough always if you slow down he's gonna ask for you to go faster so he'll chase his high. Going slow is a complete tease.

Godd he's so short but has such a ATTITUDE. 😩HE NEEDS to be put in his place. SKSKSKKDSJKASJDJ can't take this no more😭🧍

In his quests Kuni says the most sly or outta pocket shit and I just want to humble him so bad. Someone has too. I BEGG.

#kunikizushi #sub scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x y/n #genshin smut #scaramouche x you #scaramouche headcanons #genshin thirsts

[serene-sun]

𝕾𝖆𝖋𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊, 𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𓅓

Pairing: rain x gn reader fluff/comfort

Warning: panic attack, separation anxiety, fear, overthinking, fear of something bad happening, hyperventilation, crying, if I need to add something let me know!

Summary: being far away from home is never anyone’s desire, especially with so many people to care about

A/n: so I’m writing this falling asleep so I apologize for any grammar mistakes. This is pure comfort that I need rn bc this is my exact situation rn and my anxiety is through the roofs. Nevertheless, just being on a big ass tour bus freaks me out rn. All of this is based on what I’m feeling rn. TYSM for any comments, likes, and reblogs! <3 (Plz excuse the amount of times I say “rn”)

The bus rocks gently as you roll over to your other side, now facing the cold window. You felt the metallic side of the glass swoosh cold air onto your skin, the itchy blanket being pushed down to your feet in a temporary fit, the soft blanket you brought from home wrapped you into a warm embrace.

You brushed the hair out of your face, stretching an arm to move the curtain to reveal the moving road. The interstate signs passing by like shreds of light, the passing cars with different people in them. The landscape changed from high mountain tops and trafficked roads to small hills and starry skies.

As cars passed by, the red lights shined through the bus windows and cast dancing shadows across the many accessories across the rooms.

The windows ripple as rain softly runs down the sides of the bus. A tingling noise scattered about the walls, getting louder than slowing only to repeat that process.

Besides the sound of wheels on the road, you could hear faint honking and sirens as the city roads faded in and out between modern and rural.

You wondered if everyone at the ministry was doing ok, what if there was a fight between aether and the older ghouls? What if the higher members were plotting against papa? What if there was a fire? What if?

You’ve caught yourself on your own tongue as you realize you are too far away to do anything about it if you wanted. Just knowing that you were thousands and thousands of miles away from home made your stomach flip.

What if we were to get into trouble? What if someone saw what we advertised and wanted to hurt us? What if they were attacked? What if someone had a medical emergency? What if-?

Your heart beats, it pounds and it begs your brain to stop running so fast. You’re forced to put a hand over your mouth, realizing that you had forgotten to breath. You exhale, a shaky breath as your body desires more air. Your chest burns, and your skin starts to sweat.

It seemed like you were alone now, everyone was asleep so if something happened nobody would be able to help.

You saw how all of their privacy curtains were closed, it was so late even Swiss and rain were far off dreaming about the next show.

We are billions of miles away from home.

You feel the darkness creep into your top bunk, the air turning on you and swallowing you whole. The rain starts to pour onto the bus harder, streaks of water now blurring every car.

Where could I go? There is no where to go! I can’t escape, I can’t escape, I’m all alone!

You feel a thud, and realize that there’s a webbed hand on the side of your bunk. It dips into the mattress, although it’s dark, you can make-out a slender form that slithers its way up into your bunk.

Of course it’s rain, why would it not? Maybe the rain outside woke him up, or did he ever go to sleep?

“What’s going on up here?” Rains voice is just barely audible, so soft the rain over powers it, “I could hear you all the way down there.”

You pretend to be asleep, hoping the water ghoul will just go back to his own bed. You shuffle a little as he brings the blanket under his own legs.

“Sorry.” You squeak out, you knew you can’t ever lie to him. Number one because he would know, number two because he had such a kind sense to him that why would you need to?

“Hey, it’s alright.” He nudges his head over yours, laying behind you and wrapping a hand around your abdomen. “Woah, sunshine what’s the matter?” Rain feels your heart beat, that’s currently acting like you’re in a marathon.

Your lack of air won’t allow you to speak, all you can do is count the cars that speed by.

One, two, three, four, five, six…

“Honey….” Rains concerned now, he tries to turn you to face him, but you’re forced to stay still.

Your mind taunts you, every second that passes by, the further you get from safety.

“Look at me.” The ghoul demands, now scared of what’s overcome you.

He watches your chest rise and fall rapidly, you’re shaking so hard the others might wake up.

Rain forcefully turns you over, hearing a whimper escape your lips.

Your eyes let go of the built up tears, they begin to run down your face just like the rain drops one look away.

The bus shakes and bobs with the road, rains grip on the sides of your arms release. He grabs your hand and places it over his own heart.

“Hey, hey, hey look at me little drop.” He hold your hand there with his own, making you feel his heart beat, “I’m right here, I’m not leaving.”

You quiver, your eyes finally meet his.

“It’s ok…it’s all ok.” He brings his other arm around your back and brings you into a tight hug.

“I want to go home. I need to make sure they are alright. Are we alright?” Your breath fogs up the window and rain wipes away the tears on the apple of your cheek.

“We are fine. We are safe. We are together.” The water ghoul states firmly, as if it wasn’t anything anyone could ever change or question.

“You are safe with me, right here.”

#serene sun nocontext #the band ghost #ghost band #serene sun writes #the band ghost x reader #nameless ghouls x reader #nameless ghouls #ghost band fic #rain ghoul x reader #rain ghoul fluff

[sublimecatgalaxy]

♥️ Daryl Dixon Masterlist♥️

This is a masterlist dedicated to things I've written about Daryl Dixon.

Check out my Prompt List and my Character List in my Masterpost which is pinned for more info on who I write for and some inspiration for requests.

This is a mix of headcannons, oneshots and blurbs :)

Confession:

Summary/Request: "a daryl dixon request! can be anything:) maybe him confessing his feelings for the reader during a run and you could take it anyway you’d like from there"

A Bit Beat:

Summary/Request: "How about something upbeat for Daryl? Like Alexandria time with none of the sad shit?"

Whoop-ass:

Summary/Request: "Can you do something where the reader gets taken by the Governors people and like conflict between Daryl and Merle cuz Daryl likes the reader."

Normal:

Summary/Request: "Can you do something with Daryl when they get to Alexandria and they all stay in the same house that first night?"

I Got You:

Summary/Request: "From the prompt list: 2. 'Whose blood is that?' 9.Mutual Pining with daryl dixon if possible!!"

Needs:

Summary/Request: "OH EHM GEE, OH EHM GEE! #5 (slow-burn/build up) with Daryl Dixon, cause why not? 🤷‍♀️🤭"

Sunshine:

Summary/Request: "daryl dixon x fem!reader, morning fluff ! literally anything that has to do with them waking up and stuff!"

 First and Foremost:

Summary/Request: "doing daryls hair?"

Heartbroken:

Summary/Request: "'I’m not afraid of you.’ Daryl"

A Dumb Choice:

Summary/Request: "Okay but I will beg for an awkward, cute Daryl one bed trope confession fic. 👀 I feel like I haven’t seen nearly enough of them for him."

Pillow Talk:

Summary/Request: "request for daryl for the “stop pouting” line and maybe reader sneaking into his bed after nightmares:) please"

Slip Away:

Summary/Request: "Daryl and Unresolved Sexual Tension please"

Tight Leash:

Summary/Request: "Prison Era!Daryl and a reader who both like each other but are too scared to say it. She contracts the illness at the prison and both are worried that they won't be able to confess before it's too late."

Close Call:

Summary/Request: "may i pretty please request some sort of daryl hurt/comfort (making up after a fight, close call after an argument, etc) <3"

Lessons:

Summary/Request: "Can you write having a father daughter relationship with daryl like hopper and El from stranger things headcanons"

Count To Ten:

Summary/Request: "daryl dixon fic request! plz do whatever you feel like doing and whatever you’re comfortable with<3 so like a prison era daryl right and he’s in the mood but the readers got some news?"

Kiddo:

Summary/Request: "can we have a fluffy daryl Dixon, in which he has a daughter like a little bit younger than carl? and it is set on the first seasons?"

Offer:

Summary/Request: "can you do daryl with the friends with benefits prompt? u can take it in any direction and any era!"

Drama Queen:

Summary/Request: "daryl dixon x fem!reader, enemies to lovers (you dont need to do that) with the prompts "What do you want from me?" and "Whose blood is that?""

Happy Accident:

Summary/Request: "Daryl Partner in Crime (Rick or someone's sister?) + Pregnancy trope"

Mundane Life:

Summary/Request: "Some Daryl-Reader-Leah drama, please?"

Unscathed:

Summary/Request: "Hey hey! Would you be willing to write a oneshot about Daryl and his female love interest reuniting after his time in The Sanctuary? You can decide if they're already together or not but I am an absolute sucker for second chance romance!! Thank you so much 🥰"

Pretty Pansy:

Summary/Request: "if you’re still taking daryl Dixon requests could you do something where Daryl’s dating someone rlly sweet and kindhearted. For some reason I see him dating someone who’s rlly sweet and maybe they like to bake or garden maybe even crochet idk😭"

Proof:

Summary/Request: "A clingy Daryl during the farm era? Maybe he really loved holding hands and kissing your shoulder randomly. :) Thank you"

Insecure:

Summary/Request: "daryl reassuring an insecure reader?? maybe they think there's smt between him and carol or he's still hung up on leah, it's up to you!"

Messy:

Summary/Request: "okay, but what about daryl and reader cooking and spending a day relaxing (it could be any era) with a bit of spice and cuddles 😌"

Death Wish:

Summary/Request: "I love your stuff! Could you do one where Daryl was captured but reader saves him but reader has never killed anyone before so they're really out of it and in shock kind of?"

Storm:

Summary/Request: "can i pls request daryl x reader in the middle of sexy time and judith ruins it bc there’s a storm outside and she’s scared and goes to auntie y/n’s and uncle daryl’s room but daryl tells her dog will keep her safe in her own room so daryl x y/n can continue sexy time 😏"

Play Nice:

Summary/Request: "Helping Daryl escape and tending to him at the prison after him and Merle escape Woodbury?"

Old Man:

Summary/Request: "Daryl feeling insecure about how he looks because he thinks he’s too old for the reader"

Pining:

Summary/Request: "I'd love to read Daryl x Female Reader - prompt no. 16, mutual pining, smut nsfw!!❣️ Love your works❣️❣️❣️❣️"

Dixon's Girl:

Summary/Request: "Give us a jealous Daryl, pleaseee? 🥹"

Insecure:

Summary/Request: "Chubby/plus size reader x Daryl’s where she is worried daryl won’t like her because of her size? Smut or no smut up to you :)"

Interruption:

Summary/Request: "*12. Interrupted/Almost Kiss* with daryl please?"

Forbidden:

Summary/Request: "Daryl/ Forbidden Romance/ Lori or Rick's sister"

Brother:

Summary/Request: "OOOO okay bet, maybe a lil shane and his sister w a lil hint of daryl x reader? fluff?? or even angst of after he died? all up to you"

Husband:

Summary/Request: "Can I get negans daughter x daryl? When/if you have a chance to get to it of course <3"

A Reason:

Summary/Request: "it can be any era you want!! use that creative freedom with some hubby daryl<3 hopefully it’ll help out with some of the funk:("

Out Like A Light:

Summary/Request: "How about Daryl and the morning after first time w Reader"

Panic:

Summary/Request: "daryl helping reader with a panic attack that comes out of nowhere? thank you!"

I'm Gentle:

Summary/Request: "Daryl request that he and reader like eachother a lot but is scared of touch due to his past abuse. She goes slow with him showing him that touch is meant to feel nice. Fluffy smut pleeeease."

Waiting For You:

Summary/Request: "It’s Monday (again) so I’m up for an angst! 🌝 Reader to Daryl - 11. 'You left me and you didn’t even think twice about it.' 🫣💔 Uh I love u and your works! 💕"

Tall:

Summary/Request: "I was wondering if you could do a Daryl X fem!reader who's as tall or taller than him? Doesn't have to be romantic, just reader is feeling a little insecure about how she's a lot bigger than other girls. Maybe they're out on a run or hunting with Dog and it kinda comes up?"

Bad Guy:

Summary/Request: "Hi, could you please write something with DarylxReader using prompt no. 7 “ Just cuz I’m the bad guy doesn’t mean I’m a bad guy.”"

Worst For Him:

Summary/Request: "Can you do the pregnancy trope prompt for daryl? Please and ty"

ADHD:

Summary/Request: "Can I get a Daryl and reader? The reader has ADHD and talks very fast that never stays on one topic but Daryl is used to it?"

Reuniting:

Summary/Request: "Daryl will reunite with my oc or reader in the apocalypse after not seeing each other for years the last time was before she ran away from home from her abusive parents. They were the best of friends they save each other form their abusive parents."

Rick's Ex:

Summary/Request: "Hiii , how about something like this — Reader is Rick Grime’s ex, after they broke up she found comfort in Daryl .. they eventually fell in love and he feels guilty about it knowing that his brother Rick is still in love with the Reader. 🎈"

You Said It:

Summary/Request: "OMG what about 'I just thought you would like to know that I’m not wearing any underwear right now. Do what you must with this information.’ with Daryl??? like imagine how flustered and frustrated he would be???? ... i am asking for a friend"

Please:

Summary/Request: "hey could you make a daryl smut with daryl!sub and the reader the dom? but still more in a caring way, nothing to dominant like spanking, yk something that suits daryl. in alexandria and daryl in the later seasons"

New Girl:

Summary/Request: "Could we get some s1 daryl meeting a girl he shot by mistake whos just like him? She hunts and keeps furs and pelts from the animals shes caught. He cares for injuries and brings her to camp. Fluff, possibly smut because theyre both wild?"

Praised:

Summary/Request: "Can I request that praise kink Daryl’s smut? Established relationship super soft and fluffy?"

Signed, Daryl:

Summary/Request: "Would you be able to do a Daryl one-shot where It’s prison era (before the governor is a thing cuz I hate him lol) and the reader is (male or female) and deaf? I know recently learned ASL for work and family and I would love more deaf representation!! (Putting like “he signed”)."

Staying Put:

Summary/Request: "hey babes! i hope you’re doing well🤍 im rewatching twd from season one and im on episode 6 where the group is at the cdc, and i was wonder if you could write something where dr jenner tells the group that the building is gonna explode and y/n wants to stay since all of her family is gone but daryl refuses to leave without her (kinda like dale and andrea)? sorry this was so long 🤧"

Scars:

Summary/Request: "hello!! could you do a daryl x reader story with a reader who has scars from physical abuse from their family, but it confident about them, not afraid to show them and not covering up? and daryl feels comforted around them bc of it?"

Daddy Daryl:

Summary/Request: "Hi! Maybe some story of Daryl Dixon being a dad? Just because everyone want to see that 🧡"

Subspace:

Summary/Request: "could you do something with daryl and reader in subspace? maybe with the prompts 19 and 22 but honestly whatever you feel is best! 🤍🤍"

Back Now:

Summary/Request: "Hello friend! I love your writing. Can I get 13 and 18 prompt for Daryl with number 5 trope? Smut, fluffy, spicy, whatever 😘"

Keep It That Way:

Summary/Request: "How about a jealous Reader and Daryl?? 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼"

Start talkin’:

Summary/Request: "Hi, could you please do a Daryl Dixon request around the time of the prison, something fluffy of Daryl helping the reader deal with the stress of the herds or something like that please and thank you?"

You Made Your Bed:

Summary/Request: "hii, can we have a daryl x reader where reader finds out/listens in on carol’s and daryl’s conversation on leaving on their own without telling anyone? and the reader feels betrayed because she thought she was close to him?"

Jeweled up:

Summary/Request: "Daryl & readers first time having sex and daryl sees that she has her nipples pierced! 😻"

Grown Woman:

Summary/Request: "more daryl x walsh!reader? maybe shane “confronting” daryl abt the reader if its not to much"

Note:

Summary/Request: "Like Reader finding Daryl’s note for Leah in the cabin? Huge fight, silent treatment and probably sleep on the couch with Dog for week!"

Don't Push It:

Summary/Request: "I was just wondering if you could do one where either the reader or Daryl have a very close call with getting hurt and realize their feelings for each other?"

Tune:

Summary/Request: "could you possibly write something with daryl dixon and a reader thats a really good singer and he hears her singing and its fluffy? i love your writing!!!"

Up Close and Personal:

Summary/Request: "How about Reader getting jealous of Daryl and Connie so she flirts with a cool guy in the Commonwealth? 🤭"

Laugh:

Summary/Request: "what about the first time the reader makes daryl laugh?"

Any Means Necessary:

Summary/Request: "Can I get a Daryl x Reader where the reader was with Daryl when they went to go find Merle? Like she's there with him when they find Merle's hand and how she comforts him after his big blow up?"

Not Until Now:

Summary/Request: "Hey! Can I request Daryl and Reader, prison era, when Daryl left the group because he found Merle in Woodbury? Maybe something angst but with a heart-warming ending?"

His:

Summary/Request: "How about something like this: Reader is having a “friends with benefits” relationship with Daryl, all good until they arrive in Alexandria and Spencer started flirting with her! It’s up to you how to end the story, I mean what do you think Daryl would do??"

Verbal:

Summary/Request: "A non English speaking reader instead of Korean is totally okay! Yeah I just meant rick is aggressive with reader but daryl calms him down when he sees reader is scared and not trying to hurt anyone, and then daryl is soft with reader. I love everything you write so however you wanna write this is cool, I'll love it either way <3"

Right Person/Wrong Time:

Summary/Request: "How about a Right Person/Wrong Time situation? Where Daryl and Reader were together before the apocalypse happen."

Mafia: Part 1; Part 2

Angel/Demon:

Summary/Request: "Can you do Daryl Dixon with the AU Angel/demon with the prompts “you didn’t just break promises, you broke me” and “I hate the way that I don’t hate you and I so desperately want to.”

Stay Away:

Summary/Request: "Scenario: Ex partner "

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #the walking dead #the walking dead fic #daryl #daryl x reader

[vampsquerade]

hiiii could i plz get soap x reader except the reader is scottish and he's just happy to not be the only scottish guy on the team anymore which draws him closer to reader? feel free to ignore this and stuff but if you do write it then tysm👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

of course you can, thanks for the request! i’m not gonna lie, i delayed this one a bit so i can try and learn some Scots while working on it…AND I’M SO FUCKING SORRY IT IS LITERALLY ALMOST 4 FUCKING MONTHS LATE. yes in case you ask the callsign i gave i stole from Liquid Snake; you’re welcome

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Soap x GN!Reader: Scots in a Squad

Trigger Warnings: stab wounds, self-suturing, first aid on self, some fluff scattered about

Once he, Simon, and Kyle were called into Captain Price’s debriefing room, Johnny’s eyes widened slightly when he saw an unfamiliar person leaning against the table. John whistled to get your attention, and you immediately looked up and forward towards the 3 men that had just stepped into the room. Johnny’s eyes flicked to look into your own and he couldn’t help but smile at you. You smile back at him before glancing at the Captain once more. “Took you boys long enough,” John says, scoffing slightly before gesturing to you. “This is Sergeant Y/N ‘Liquid’ L/N, they’ll be joining us alongside Los Vaqueros of the Mexican Special Forces.” John says, gesturing to you. Stepping forward a bit, you bow slightly to the trio, eyes scanning them to get a better look.

“Excited to get to workin’ with you boys,” you say, trying to keep your Scottish accent light just in case they don’t understand you. Johnny’s eyes seem to widen just a bit more, “Steamin’ Jesus…are you—are you Scottish?” he asks, completely caught off guard by your accent. Upon hearing Johnny’s accent, you grin widely, “Ah’m ur,” you respond confidently, causing the others in the room to raise a brow. “Finally, someone I can actually have a conversation with!” he says excitedly, walking up to you and shaking your hand firmly. “John ‘Soap’ MacTavish—you can call me Johnny fer short,” he says. You shake his hand with more excitement, making Simon groan. “Great, now I’ve got two of Johnny.” he growls, crossing his arms.

“Away n’ bile yer heid,” the both of you exclaim at the same time before you laugh loudly. Kyle can’t help but laugh a little himself as he watches the other Scots getting along perfectly fine, amused by how quickly you’ve become friends. “Come off it, Simon! Johnny needs to have himself a bit of normalcy amongst us—everyone’s English except for him here. Johnny spends most of this time and we almost always ask him to translate,” he says, lightly shoving Simon’s shoulder. He just grumbles after this, crossing his arms tighter against his chest. “Look at the five of you—I’d say you’re getting along well already,” John chimes in, going to you and patting yours and Johnny’s shoulders.

You give the Captain of the 141, your new task force, a confident grin. Speaking in a “normal” accent once again, you can’t help but let your voice go a bit higher in pitch due to the excitement, “Cheers, Captain. I promise I’ll do you a damn fine job.” John gives you an expectant look, nodding, “Good. We’ll need all the help we could get with this mission so I’m expecting a hell of a lot out of you Sergeant. No pressure,” John says, adding the last part before giving you an expectant smile. It’s almost cruel in nature somehow, but you don’t question it. A shiver involuntarily travels up your spine and you nod. Did he really have to add in that last part? Is he trying to make you nervous? Or is it all just a test? “Oh trust me sir, I’ll batter the bastarts so ‘ard with their own baws yeez gonnae hae te deliver their buits to their families,” you say.

John looks at you confused before then looking at Johnny. Johnny just laughs when the Captain practically begs him with his eyes to translate. “Y/N’s gonna beat the enemies with their own balls so hard, basically,” he translates. “Oh. Well why didn’t they just say that? Maybe Simon’s right…” John says as he second guesses himself basically. “Ah, ah Captain—no going back now. Yer stuck with the two of us now,” you say cheekily. “You know you love us Captain,” Johnny teases, nudging at the older man a bit. John simply groans, just like Simon, leaving Kyle to be the only one to mostly tolerate you two for the remainder of the countless missions you’re all about to go on.

Together.

You then find yourself getting closer to Johnny, enjoying the fact that you’re not the only Scottish person in the 141. It seems that Johnny feels the exact same way, just a bit more than you do. The two of you absolutely love speaking to each other in Scots, enjoying your banter. A bond swiftly grows between you two, and it makes you all the more comfortable with your new Task Force. And Johnny well…he can’t help but find himself getting closer to you either. He just wants to get to know you better and even if he seems a bit clingy, he can’t help himself. It’s been a while since he’d spoken to another Scottish person, and you were the best thing for him right now. Johnny had finally found home in the 141, right beside his found family.

The man is blatantly protective of you as well, trying to keep you safe as possible while out in the field. “Keep yer heid,” is his most common phrase to you whenever you’re firing at enemies, weapons always seeming to be hot whenever you’re both together somehow. You can’t tell if it’s romantic or not either, the way Johnny just seems to keep you close. He sometimes calls you Bonnie, letting you know he thinks you’re attractive at least. It’s flattering, but you can’t afford to get too distracted. Far too much can go wrong; and go way fucking wrong it does. So wrong in fact, that you find yourself hating the time you’re separated from Johnny in this moment. You’d spent a good 20 minutes knocked unconscious, and 30 minutes trying to get yourself through Las Almas. How did this all happen? Well…

Johnny stayed by your side a majority of the missions until the moment Graves and Shepherd’s betrayal came around. You, Simon, and Johnny got separated from each other. A knife from one of the Shadow you once called your ally pierced through your side before you stabbed him back, with Simon finishing the job. The force of the Shadow dying pushed you down past the guard rail that was there, sending you tumbling down the mountain and into Las Almas. “Ghost, Soap…h-how copy?” you ask into your comms upon sitting yourself up against a wall in an alley for a bit before you continue on once you finally come to. Nothing; the only response that you seem to get is silence and the sound of the rain pouring down on you. “Feck…” you curse softly to yourself before crawling into the house next to you. It’s empty, thankfully, so you get yourself to the bathroom.

Getting your hands on a needle and thread, you silently thank your luck. You force yourself to your feet, wincing and falling back over slightly. “‘Mon, Y/N…you’re a part of the best fucking world can offer…push through it…” you say to yourself breathlessly. Gritting your teeth, you force yourself back up and quickly use the sink as leverage. You get a bottle of alcohol and some of the cotton balls from inside the bathroom cabinet and douse them in the alcohol. You wince and sigh deeply as you swipe against the stab wound, shutting your eyes tightly for just a moment before looking back into the mirror. You toss the bloodied cotton into the trash before picking up the most important things you need right now. Your shaky hands then begin to move the thread through you, suturing yourself.

“Liquid, how copy?” A familiar voice suddenly calls out in your ear as you carefully weave the thread through yourself. Unable to respond, you just wait to hear what else is said as you continue on. “Y/N please—say something. Anything will do, even if it’s an insult,” Johnny says, desperation clear in his voice. You then use your free hand to press against the button to your comms and begin to speak, “Soap…Steamin’ Jesus…you’re alive…” you say softly into your comms. Johnny, though you can’t see it, is practically relieved enough to know you’re alive that he might just faint. “Same to you. Think you can give me and Simon a SITREP?” he asks, keeping his voice calm. “Aye…I’m patching up the stab that Shadow fucker gave me—I’m in a house somewhere in Las Almas…” you say.

Johnny’s eyes go wide and he looks at Simon in pure disbelief. “I was the one who taught ‘em how to do it not too long ago,” Simon says, shrugging. “And you didn’t teach me?” Johnny asks, making you growl softly in frustration. “Both o’ yeez shut yer gobs! Ah ben in enough an’ Ahm naw afeared tae batter the both of yeez,” you seethe in a rasped whisper into the comms as you continue to suture yourself. “English, Liquid,” Simon says, deciding to push at your buttons as he speaks into the comms again. “Eat shit, cunt,” you say, growling when you get to the worst of the stab wound. “Alright, don’t piss them off. Let’s give Y/N a minute,” Johnny says. “Cheers,” you huff. Johnny then explains what you just said to Simon while you continue on.

You eventually finish up and go searching for something to wrap the stab and keep it covered underneath your shirt. You rummage around and find some tape as well as a clean shirt that’s good enough to use as a substitute for gauze. Carefully, you use your knife and cut it up into a thin enough piece that you could fold it up a few times before carefully pressing it to your wound. You growl softly and use the tape you got to secure it in place. “Fuckin’ hell…” you curse to yourself. “There…you two can speak now,” you say. “Think you’ll be able to get yourself to the church from where you’re at?” Johnny asks. You can tell from his voice he’s worried and wants you to regroup with him and Simon safely.

You peek out from a window and nod to yourself, “Aye. I’ll be there soon.” Carefully, you wander around Las Almas as safely as possible, taking out several of Graves’ Shadow that get a bit too close. You get lucky and find a stim, injecting yourself with it to ensure you don’t end up dying until you can get advanced aid. Once you’re at the church, Johnny hugs you tightly. He was the one that led you all the way through while Simon stayed silent, keeping his eyes out for any other Shadow that might be coming from behind the church. It was comforting, hearing Johnny as he guided you to him. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you…” he says softly as he holds you. He’s mindful of your wound, not pressing against your worse for wear side at all.

A soft smile graces your face as you bury your face into the crook of Johnny’s neck. “And you have no idea how happy I am to see I’m not dead and this was just some purgatory fever dream,” you say. Your sense of humor was much needed between the three of you, as you and Johnny were the ones who actually almost fucking died. Johnny’s warmth was also just as needed, as the both of you were soaking wet from the rain. “How the fuck did you get so lucky, Lt.? Why the fuck did you manage to get out of all that unscathed?” you ask, looking at Simon as he comes close to the both of you. “Maybe because the two of you were closer to Graves and his Shadow than I was. Now let’s get the hell outta here—we’ve gotta go looking for someone,” Simon says as he walks out of the church. You and Johnny immediately follow, taking out the remaining Shadow before driving off in a large white truck.

Feeling a bit drowsy and lightheaded, you lean on Johnny’s shoulder a bit. “You feelin’ okay?” he asks softly, his voice having broken the silence gets Simon’s attention as well. You can briefly see him flick his eyes at you before looking back at the road, “Y-Yeah, I just…need to sleep for a bit if that’s okay? I did get stabbed and practically rolled off the mountain before dragging myself to Las Almas…” you say softly. “Go ahead and sleep then—here,” Johnny says. His arm lifts slightly, letting you nuzzle against his chest gently. Simon’s turned the heater on by this point, so that and Johnny’s natural warmth was slowly beginning to put you to sleep. “Thanks…Johnny…Simon…” you trail off as you drift further and further to sleep. “You’re welcome…gae ti bed wi th' lamb an rise wi th' laverock…” Johnny says softly.

Just hearing him telling you this in your shared dialect makes you smile softly before eventually falling asleep after planting a little kiss against his chest.

#cod #cod mw2 #cod mw22 #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty modern warfare 2022 #cod soap #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #soap x reader #cod task force 141

[strwbrrybxn]

I’ve been trying to find someone who at least acknowledges my boi Neji😭 finally found someone. I’m dying for anything Neji, literally anything. A crumb. A little crumb plz. I beg. I saw that ur friends w Donna and Biscuit lol and Manda refuses to write for him *sigh* but I’ve seen ur work and it’s so good like I’m on my hands and knees for u anyways sorry for rambling lolz anything u write for Neji I will eat it up coMPLETELY -🍒

I'm back and I'm so sorry this took so long, but I hope you enjoy this one. lowkey broke my own heart writing this

Temporary ; word count 2040— Neji Hyuga × female reader

✓ prompt: “Everything is temporary. This was merely one of those things.”

✓ pairing: neji hyuga × fem!reader [neji aged up to 23]

✓ warnings: 

✓ genre: nsfw, angst

✓ au: isekai, modern times

a/n: **italics — spoken in english

“Neji~”** you hummed, turning to look at the long hair falling into his eyes as he tried to assemble your coffee table.  Little did you know, this is one of the last times you’d get to see his smile.

It had been a few years since Neji had come from a different world; since he sat there bleeding out on the pavement in the late hours of the night. You had just ended a late night shift at the veterinarian’s office when you heard groaning in the alley. It was dark, and even though you had always run in the opposite direction of a dark alley, your instincts told you to go. 

Using the flashlight on your phone, you followed the sound of someone groaning; a low, guttural and wet groan. He was lying there, long brown hair sprawled on the pavement. A green vest covered in blood draped his body and he had four large holes pierced through his torso. 

You didn’t even hesitate, calling the emergency number for an ambulance as you pulled off your coat and covered his chest. You tried to get him to talk, but his eyes were faded and unfocused. His head turned slightly towards you and his mouth opened, but no words came out, just blood dripping down his chin. You didn’t think he was going to make it; in fact, you were sure of it. You had seen too many patients with eyes like that who had said their goodbyes already. 

You don’t know why, but you had gotten into the ambulance with him, and every time they moved his head to get him to focus, he would face it back towards you. You had seen this, too, when you had patients who didn’t have anyone else — whose body would turn to the only person they could seek warmth from. 

Neji wanted to talk - he had tried to open his mouth earlier but you said something in a language he didn’t understand, but you said it so nicely, and so sweetly, that he didn’t even try to push it. He wanted to talk to you, talk to the doctors, ask them how he could go back home, but no words would come out. His eyes searched for you in the white room, but you weren’t there. He wanted to call someone, but he didn’t know if anyone would even understand him.

The door swung open, much different from the Konoha hospital with doors that slid gently. You walked in with a bouquet of flowers taller than your head. You could barely see around them and when you finally did, you smiled at the man who had finally woken up. He had very pretty eyes, lilac and despite being on the brink of death, he looked beautiful. 

“How are you feeling?” you had said, but Neji could only tilt his head to the side. He had no idea what you were saying. 

“What?” All your anime watching finally paid off when you heard him speak. You didn’t speak a lick of japanese, barely understood it, but at least you were able to distinguish what language he spoke. Your phone slipped from your pocket and you typed your question, the AI voice speaking to him in japanese. 

This is how the two of you communicated every night after your shift until he was able to pick up on some english words and sentences. It didn’t take him long, he was a smart guy, and it had taken you a few months to pick up on his mother tongue, oftentimes speaking to him in japanese while he answered in english. The two of you no longer needed the support of the artificial voice on your phone and communication was much easier, despite his thick accent. 

He never liked to talk to you about the village he had grown up in, or the world he had arrived from. Not at first, but as time went on, Neji opened up about what had happened all those months ago. 

“I was protecting Lady Hinata,” he had whispered one night after the two of you had finished a movie. Your body was curled into yourself on the other side of the couch, eyes looking over at the other. “She was protecting Naruto, and I had decided to protect them.” his fingers reach up and touch the green mark on his forehead, a sad smile on his face. “I had made peace with dying; I said my goodbyes and the next thing I know, you’re staring down at me with big eyes. I don’t know how I got here,” he leaned back against the cushions of the couch, turning his head to you, “but I’m glad I did.” 

Your stomach flipped, as it usually did when Neji was around lately, but with the way he was looking at you, speaking to you, right in this moment, you couldn’t stop yourself from leaning across the couch. His eyes were still lidded as he watched you move. You leaned back, sitting on your heels. Your head tilted to the side as he continued to look at you. 

“Don’t look at me like that,” you mumbled.

“Like what?” He was sitting up now, eyes still at the same as when he was leaning back, but now he was facing you completely. 

“Like that.” Neji lifted his hand, his head jumbled with what to do. He had wanted to kiss you for months. Every time your hands lingered together for a second longer, or when you were teaching him how to make your favorite italian dish and he was breathing in your scent for so long, he almost got lightheaded, or when you were sat across your shared couch with your hair up in a bun and a ratty old hoodie on, just as you were tonight. 

Were you leaning in? Was he? He had never kissed someone before. What if you thought he was bad at it? 

His mind was pulled from the thoughts as your fingers stroked his chin, just as you had done so many times before. And just like all those times, he felt a shiver run down his spine at the touch of your fingers. 

“What are you thinking about? You got quiet all of a sudden.” 

“I wanna kiss you so bad,” he whispered.

“What are you waiting for then?” you hummed. He didn’t think of anything else, didn’t let his thoughts of not being a good enough kisser stop him from pressing his lips to yours. Your fingers cupped his jaw softly, thumb brushing along his cheek bones as you took control of the kiss. He was clumsy — a little obvious he had never had practice in kissing, but nevertheless, you allowed him to follow your lead. 

He didn’t know where to put his hands so they just stayed at his sides. It didn’t take long for him to move his lips with yours, molding them and the only time he stopped was when he needed to pull back for air.

Your fingers had slipped down to his shirt, fisting the collar lightly. 

“Wow,” he whispered, his cheeks flushed as he avoided your eyes. You couldn’t help but laugh, kissing the green marking on his forehead. His fingers slipped under your shirt, tracing small patterns on your back as he whispered again. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” 

“And why didn’t you?”

“I’ve never kissed someone before. How am I supposed to know when they want to also kiss me?” He made a good point. Neji never had any formal experience in this department, and you had. It was just one of the many things you’d agree to gladly teach him about. 

“Neji~” you hummed, shutting the door behind you and stopping with a confused head tilt to look at the long hair falling into his eyes as he tried to assemble your coffee table. 

Pushing his long hair from his face, he smiled, bright and wide as he always had when you came home from work. 

“Tada!” He stood, showing off the new coffee table he had bought after the two of you had broken the other one. How? That’s a secret. 

“What’s this?” It was beautiful. A lift top with two drawers at the bottom and storage under the lift top. It was the exact one you had been looking at when the two of you went furniture shopping a few months ago. 

“We needed a new one after,” his cheeks flushed, the blush running from the apples of his cheeks to the tips of his ears. “well, you know.”

You squealed lightly, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. He couldn’t help but smile, his arm hooking around your waist and tilting his head to begin to deepen the kiss, but you pulled back, a mischievous smile on your lips. 

“You just built this, baby. We can’t break it yet.” 

You flustered him beyond belief and he didn’t know how to react most of the time, but the pang in his chest is not the way he usually reacts to you. His eyebrows furrowed and his arm loosened around you. 

“Neji? I was just kidding-” 

“I know.” His eyes softened as he cupped your cheek, thumb brushing along the apple under your eye. “I just got a weird feeling in my chest.” 

It wasn’t just in his chest. The scars on his torso were burning, and he couldn’t figure out why. He had started feeling this way earlier in the day, so he went out to cool down, hoping the chilled autumn air would clear his mind. When he came by, he occupied himself by building the coffee table, but now it was back, and intensifying the more he looked at you. 

“Hey.” Your fingers cupped his cheeks, forcing him to focus on you. The pain subsided as he leaned into your touch. “Let’s go out for dinner tonight, yeah? As a way to celebrate!” 

Neji’s smile brightened his whole face and he leaned forward, kissing you once more. “That’s a wonderful idea.”

You were passing by the alley, hand in hand towards the restaurant when something caught Neji’s eye. It was shining, the smell of autumn filling his nose. Autumn in Konoha. 

“Neji?”

“I think I can hear something over there.” He carefully pulled you towards the place where you met him for the first time. 

She stood there with the same eyes as Neji, her hand in a blonde’s. Hinata and Naruto looked almost exactly like they did in the anime, except taller. Neji was the same. Both men stood at about six foot, towering over both you and Hinata.

You could feel your heart tighten. You and Neji had talked about this before; if he could ever find a way home, he’d go. He missed his friends and you promised to let him, but that was before you fell in love with him. 

You’re reluctant to let him go, and when he started to pull, you could feel your fingers tightening. 

“I have to go,” he said, his hand loosening. 

“Right now?” You could barely swallow the lump in your throat, tears threatening to spill. If you had known there was a real way for him to go home, you wouldn’t have made that promise. 

“My home is there.” 

“But I’m here.” your words slurred as you tried to keep your eyes on Neji. He looked back at his friends, tugging once more and your fingers let go. “C..can’t we talk about this?”

“I don’t know when I’ll get this chance again.” From where you stood, it looked as if he had made up his mind, his eyes softening as he said, “Everything is temporary. This was merely one of those things.” 

You wanted to throw up. 

How could he say something like that? When you guys had spent almost every day together for four years. When you guys decided to become more than friends. How could he just simply step away from you, and through the door Naruto was holding open? He didn’t even look back, leaving you to your own devices in the same place he stepped into your life.

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[chicken-fifi]

BTOB Reaction | Their G/F Wants to Breakup

Pairing: BTOB Members x Fem!Reader

Requested by anon: Hello! I am one of your lowkey reader 🥹 1st time requesting ! Can you plz write btob reaction when their gf say to break up… Thanks!

Genre: angst

A/n: first normal request written in a while! i hope it's good! please reblog! and my dearest anon, welcome to the chicken coop! get ready to enjoy my crazy self and weird antics!

Eunkwang: It honestly catches Eunkwang off guard. Of all the things he thought you were going to say, ‘we should break up’ was the last thing on his mind. His mind would immediately go blank, your words ringing over and over again in his head like some sort of curse. He swears his heart breaks in that instant before he grabs your hand and holds it tightly, begging you to explain what he did for you to say this and why you would even want to. Tears well in his eyes as he searches yours for any form of pain, but you must be doing a good job at hiding it or simply aren’t feeling anything at all. And that’s when he realizes, he must’ve lost you long before you even brought this up.

“Did I-did I do something? What-why-please tell me why?”

Minhyuk: To say Minhyuk is numb is an understatement. He’s feeling everything and nothing all at once. One hand he feels as though his world is crashing down, burning in flames, but on the other hand he can’t really say he hadn’t seen it coming. There had been a clear shift in your behavior the past few days that had him a bit on edge wondering what would be happening between the two of you. Turns out he didn’t have to wait long before you brought it up. And while his heart and mind were in flurry trying to process and come up with some reason for you to reconsider your proposal, you had walked out of the door.

“Wait! Please just-”

Changsub: There’s a big difference between Changsub’s reaction and the previous guys’. I don’t see him confronting you in the moment rather sitting on it for a while, pondering what happened, but never raising any questions. As much as he’s willing to fight for the two of you, if he’s sure that you have made up your mind, he knows nothing is going to change that. So while he may be in pain regarding your decision to break up, he’ll put on a brave face and go along with it because he doesn’t want you to feel guilty. If there were a lyric to describe his reaction it would be this: Fake it ‘til you make it, ‘til you do, ‘til it’s true.

“I’m sorry you feel that way…”

Hyunsik: Hyunsik isn’t going to stop you either. He will question it, wanting to know exactly what your reasoning behind ending the relationship is. He feels he deserves at least that much. Honestly, I think he’d definitely take the most mature approach. If he can, he would like to remain civil with one another. Maybe being lovers isn’t written for the two of you, but that doesn’t mean you can’t be friends or at least try to be. But you will forever be the one that got away.

“Can I at least know why?”

Peniel: Also on the more silent side, like Changsub, but I do think Peniel would get frustrated trying to wrap his head around the whole thing. He’s not going to hide the fact that he’s in pain and angry - more likely at himself for not noticing the deterioration of your relationship. But he doesn’t do it to make you feel guilty, that he makes very clear. He’ll definitely be silent for a while but eventually come back putting up a front that he’s fine, because he doesn’t want others to see him like that. But his heart will be aching every second of every day.

“I just don’t understand. Can you please make it clearer?”

Sungjae: Sungjae copes but tries to ignore the obvious for as long as possible. You say it, he listens, nods, and then moves on as if nothing happened. And then it all hits him the moment you leave. But he doesn’t cry then. No, the tears come later when someone asks him about you and he realizes that it is real. Not just a figment of his imagination that he’d had nightmares about constantly. You are actually done with him. And he didn’t even ask why.

“Okay, yeah, I understand. I have to go.”

#kpop reactions #btob #btob masterlist #btob reactions #eunkwang #minhyuk #changsub #hyunsik #peniel #sungjae

[dorcasmeadowesirl]

our secrets laid bare

This is a Dorcas!Survives AU! Dumbledore forces Dorcas into hiding and though the Dark Lord has been defeated, Dumbledore insisted Dorcas stay in hiding. Until now. Takes place during OOTP. Plz be kind.

Relevant Ships: Remus/Sirius, prev. Dorcas/Marlene, Lily/James

Chapter One

“There is no choice. You’ll have to go into hiding.” 

An hour had passed since Dumbledore appeared before her in the dead of the night, warning her of Voldemort’s intentions to murder her. She’d only had a few moments to shove the contents of her life into a few bags before they’d apparated off.

In that hour, they landed somewhere on the coast of Wales, just shy of the water. He had forbade her of any questions until they’d made it to the safehouse. The safe ‘house’ was a cottage, standing upon a cliffside, long forgotten. They’d entered into a sparsely decorated living room, filled with cobwebs and dust.

“Dumbledore, I don’t mean to come across this way - but now can you explain to me what in the hell is going on? I mean, my home, my family, my friends, Marlene - for Christ sake, I can’t just stay here!” she’d managed, still shocked from the events of the night.

There was a pause before the older man spoke. “I’m afraid you have no choice, Ms. Meadowes. I hate to do this to you, I do. But Voldemort, he will stop at nothing to reach you.” He spoke with such finality, such certainty. Fear coursed through her veins. 

“But, surely, you can tell those closest to me that I’m not dead? I can write to them, can’t I?” Dorcas pleaded. She was sure her face looked as desperate as she felt. 

Grimly, Dumbledore told her that no, she could not contact anyone. That she could only contact him, should he initiate it. She was, until further notice, forced to engage in Muggle life and have no contact within the Wizarding World, the only world she’d known since she was eleven.

In true Dumbledore fashion, he’d left her with far more questions to mull over in silence. By morning, she’d cleared the cobwebs and transfigured a fair amount of the furniture when she’d gotten word from Dumbledore.

True to his word, Voldemort was angry that he couldn’t reach Dorcas. There was very little left of the home that Dorcas made for herself. But his anger didn’t stop there. Almost immediately, he set out for the McKinnon house. 

The same night she survived, Marlene died.

In the months that followed that night, Dumbledore would provide as many updates as possible. His letters were always short, almost never providing any good news. When Voldemort had fallen, it was only herself and Dumbledore who truly knew that he would rise to power once more. There was no real happiness in it, with Lily and James gone. Only biding time for their son. 

Some days, it was almost easier to pretend that none of it ever happened. She’d go through phases of hanging and taking down the very few pictures of her friends she’d managed to keep. She threw herself into her life here, so much so that she barely noticed when the years had passed. By her eleventh year there, she could go days without thinking of it. 

However, Dorcas could never stop herself from opening Dumbledore’s letters. When she first received word of what happened that night in Godric’s Hollow, she’d begged and pleaded with Dumbledore to let her raise Harry, arguing that he’d be far more suited with someone that could teach him who he was with grace instead of shame. Dumbledore, however, refused. It was foolish, knowing exactly why Harry had to stay with those horrid people, but she hoped. There was nothing more painful than the hope that Dumbledore would write of him, ensuring his safety. 

When Harry arrived at Hogwarts, Dorcas had been counting down the days – somewhat hopeful that Dumbledore would pull her out of hiding. He did not. Yet, Dumbledore knew that it made Dorcas feel better to hear of his adventures. As she read every letter, she’d marvel at  how he was every bit of James and Lily - exceedingly brave, incredibly loyal, and almost detrimentally kind. 

Her life continued in this weird middle ground of existing as a Muggle in her day to day ventures, but desperately clinging on to the wizarding world, hoping for the day she might be able to return. 

Though she could barely take it to think of her in the day, her nights were flooded with thoughts of Marlene. Loving her was the best and worst parts of that war. They were so certain they’d survive this, defeat him. Marlene wanted to get married. She’d propose the silliest ideas for their wedding as they lay together in the night, tangled up in each other.

“I don’t suppose you’ll let Sirius be the one to marry us.” she whispered into the dark of Dorcas’ bedroom.

“Merlin, no. That boy would try to fit as many inappropriate -- but hilarious -- jokes into it, half the service would be him making poorly-timed dick jokes.” 

Marlene laughed in response. She had one of those laughs where you couldn’t help laughing, too. Dorcas was one of the only people who could make her laugh so unrestrained that she’d snort or scrunch her face up in the most unflattering way. 

But she loved her for it. If she could, she’d forge a ring and get down on one knee this very instant. 

“It’ll be the best wedding of all time, I reckon. Mary would be my bridesmaid, of course. I’m being courteous in giving you Lily.”

And though Dorcas knew this was hypothetical now, Marlene truly believed it. She looked forward to this imaginary day, where all of them lived long enough to see them marry. 

“You think we’ll win this?” Dorcas asked, voice lowered and void of all the humor it previously held.

Suddenly, Marlene turned to face her, grabbing her face with both of her hands.

“Think? I know. I mean, we have you, the brightest fucking witch of the century. What does Dumbledore say? We have ‘light and love and power in numbers’. They have nothing on us, my love.” 

Dorcas can’t remember what she said last, perhaps she laughed or exclaimed about how much she loved the other woman. It was one of their last conversations before Marlene became a mere memory to Dorcas. The brightest witch of their century and yet, she couldn’t protect the one person she held most dear.

Undeniably, it was more pleasant to not think of these times. After particularly vivid dreams, she’d wake in a cold sweat and pull every picture frame down from the wall. Then, she’d drive into town and drown herself in its monotony. She enjoyed this place, somewhere where everyone was too normal and too kind. 

When she first arrived in town, she hadn’t even thought of a new name or identity for herself. After being put on the spot by a well-intentioned local, she regrettably named herself Jane Weatherbee and created a whole faux background about being an orphan who grew out of the system and worked hard enough to open her own store.

The store in question was a bookstore, lovingly named The Book Trader, sat happily in the heart of the town. She’d managed to get a pretty good deal in buying it and made fair enough business to keep herself afloat. On the weekends, she did readings for little kids and every month, she did book-drives. Dorcas fell in love with being Jane Weatherbee. When she was Jane, she had no baggage. Jane had more alive friends than dead ones. Jane didn’t have a family that thought she was dead. Jane didn’t have a dead girlfriend. 

It wasn’t exactly healthy, living like that. But this was how she coped. And on better days of being Jane, she could come home and be Dorcas. She could put the picture frames back up and think of better days without it breaking her soul in two. Only then, she could think of Marlene’s laugh and not want to die.

Fifteen years came and gone and slowly, Dorcas felt she might never return to the wizarding world. There would always be Death Eaters desperate to kill her for what she knew and Voldemort would always be creeping in the shadows, waiting for the day that he would rise once more. Dumbledore hadn’t contacted her in months, but she was used to that. Surely, if he had anything worth saying, he’d have said it.

Autumn had settled in a couple days shy of September, she’d been out tending to her garden when she’d heard a crack - the crack of an apparition. 

Rushing to the source of the sound, Albus Dumbledore stood before her, slightly aged and as intimidating as ever. Still, Dorcas welcomed him with open arms. Behind him, stood Harry Potter - the spitting image of James. For a moment, her heart stopped, fearing she’d seen a ghost. 

“Albus, the boy, why is he here?” she asked, then nervously motioning to Harry, “Not that I’m not happy to have you here, of course.”

Dumbledore smiled gently, patting her shoulder. “Let us talk inside, Dorcas. I’d like a cup of tea, if you could.” 

Dorcas nervously led them inside and went straight to making tea. From the kitchen, she could just barely spot Harry staring at her picture wall, hand grazing what she assumed was a picture of his parents. Dumbledore, having made himself comfortable on her recliner, went on complimenting ‘what she’d done with the place’. Her cat, Missy, had jumped from her place on the fireplace mantle and directly into Dumbledore’s lap, which he didn’t seem to mind.

When she returned to the front room, Harry was sitting on the couch, tightly grasping a picture frame in his hands. “I’ve never seen this one before. You knew my mother?” he asked, looking curiously up at her.

For a brief moment, her heart broke, thinking of a reality where Harry knew her to be an Aunt, rather than some distant stranger, with more bits and pieces of his parents than he’d ever had. Reluctantly, she sat next to him, taking the picture from his hands. It was the day Lily and James got married - it was a very sudden wedding, considering the circumstances. Dorcas and Mary nearly died trying to put the whole thing together on such short notice. In the photo, Dorcas and Lily clung to each other, laughing at some long-forgotten joke. 

“Lily Evans was one of my best friends, I loved her dearly. I was her maid of honor when she married James. Hell, I even remember when you were born.” Then, she pointed to a picture, hanging on the wall behind them. In it, Sirius is posed with Remus and a two month old Harry, both of them trying to make him laugh. 

“Is that Professor Lupin?” Harry asked, now looking intently at the photo. Dorcas could only nod, deeply saddened that Remus had been reduced to the role of just ‘Professor Lupin’ in his life. 

“Yeah, Remus was always so certain he was your favorite, he’d always make these silly faces at you to try and make you laugh. It always worked, but Sirius would say it’s ‘cause you were too young to ‘appreciate true humor’” Dorcas laughed at this, vividly remembering their arguments over Harry’s attention. Harry, however, appeared deeply saddened. 

Dorcas wasn’t aware of the current state of Harry’s relationship with Remus, but his eyes were locked on the image of them. Dumbledore updated her on Remus and Sirius, when he could, but it wasn’t very descriptive. For so long, she wished she could leave and run to them and help them any way she could. She’d felt so useless, watching the beginnings of a war brew from a distance away. 

It clicked then, why Dumbledore had come here, why he’d brought Harry.

“Albus, I won’t be staying here, will I?” she asked, finally turning to face the older man.

“You’ve always been so sharp, Dorcas. But no, you cannot stay. Unless you’d like to, of course.” Dumbledore met her gaze, with the happiest expression she’d seen on him in ages. He knew she’d say yes, even before she did. She’d waited years for this moment.

The second he rose out of his seat, she hugged him eagerly and whispered endless thanks. It was strange to embrace Dumbledore like that, but she didn’t care. After fifteen years, she’d finally be returning. She could practically scream with joy.

They quickly arranged for Dumbledore to return by the next night, but that was all - Dumbledore was in quite the rush. 

As Harry and Dumbledore stood to leave, Dorcas had picked up the picture of Sirius and Remus that Harry had been so fixated on. 

“It’s yours, if you want it.” she’d said, placing the frame in his hands. At first, he seemed taken aback at her generonesity. But after a pause, he gratefully accepted it. “They loved you. Oh, Harry...we all loved you, as if you were our own. You are nothing if not the greatest expression of your parent’s love. Remus and Sirius, and myself now, we’d do anything to protect that.”

Dorcas met his gaze, her eyes glazed in tears. Shockingly, he hugged her and whispered a soft thanks to her. She’d been so shocked and overwhelmed that she could barely process the act, let alone return it. 

Quickly, Harry left to join Dumbledore’s side. Together, the two stood outside of her cottage, preparing to leave, when Dumbledore turned around once more and called out to her.

“Miss Meadowes, you do understand you’ve just agreed to fill Professor Vector’s old spot in Arithmancy, do you?” he’d said, a slight smile still on his face.

Her eyes widened, she rushed over to ask the millions of questions already populating in her mind, but Dumbledore was quick - he’d apparated himself and Harry away before she could even get a word out. 

“Oh, that man!” she’d exasterbately screamed into the nothingness around her. Overcome with happiness, she returned inside her cottage for the final time.

~

Dorcas was restless that entire night. She’d packed her little life relatively fast, always ever-grateful for the resourcefulness of her magic. In regard to her life as Jane Weatherbee, she’d written to her sole employee, a fickle man named Leo, conjuring up a family emergency so urgent that she had to pack her entire life up overnight and that the shop was now his, if he wanted. If not, he’d get a pretty penny from selling the place.

Stuck in her own daydreams and fantasies of Hogwarts and reuniting with her friends,  she hadn’t even realized that the sun had come up, nor did she notice the crack of an apparition, signaling Dumbledore’s presence. 

“Dreaming, are we, Miss Meadowes? Or might I say, Professor Meadowes” 

His voice pulled her out of her own head and immediately, she stood to greet him.

“Professor, surely you must know that I have endless questions for you and I’m grateful for the job and you haven’t got to answer me until we reach Hogwarts, but-” she’d rushed through her words, mentally kicking herself for still sounding like such a child in front of him.

“We won’t be going to Hogwarts just yet, Dorcas. If you’ll allow me, I’ll be taking you to the headquarters of the newly-established Order of The Phoenix. We have quite a bit to talk about.”

#dorcas meadowes #the marauders #remus x sirius #wolfstar #dorcas x marlene #dorlene #jily #james x lily #remus lupin #sirius black #harry potter

[idfkwhatumdoing]

Braces

Yang Jeongin x Fem!reader

A/N: Hello beautiful human being😻 this is my first time writing smut so plz be nice. I don’t know how to format… like at all so I hope you don’t mind this awkward introduction please give me tips on how I can make my creations more enjoyable.🥲 I hope you enjoy 😉 MDI PLEASE 🙏

Genre: smut

Yang jeongin. The school playboy of course…but he had braces? Your just transferred 1 week ago and you’ve heard quite a lot about him and we’ll he personally has done some shitty things to you. On your second say he was dared to pour milk on your head. And which he did not expecting you to react much. Oh and well you did of course. You got up and smacked him hard before going to wash up. Your “friends” told you how dumb you were for it but you couldn’t care less. Your not gonna let the schools most popular lowlife control you just because your new. That’s not very y/n like.

You walk into first period and lay your head down on your desk for some very much needed rest. You joined in the middle of the year so you got just as much homework as everyone else. Drifting off, suddenly two large hands slam down right next to your head.

Oh god

Not bothering to look at him you say

“What do You want Jeongin.”

He laughs and you wonder why someone so annoying could have the cutest laugh ever. Thank Hof your face is still covered because you caught yourself smiling to the sound of it.

“So grumpy so early in the morning, are you always like this?” He asks

You slowly shift your head up, keeping your posture down. You look at his eyes….down to his lips….and put your head back down in your arms to go back to sleep hoping he’ll catch your drift and go away. To your surprise he does.

30 minutes into the class someone throws a paper ball at you. Slowly again you lift your head up and pick is up.

“You going to the party this weekend?” It says, and you look around to see who threw it your eyes connecting to the one and only Yang Jeongin. You stare at each other for what feels like ages in his head. You look down to see his leg bouncing up and down. You bring your eyes back up to see him biting his lip. Braces. You look into his eyes and there almost pleading, begging for you to say yes. You simply shrug and turn your body around to focus on whatever nonsense your teacher is talking about.

“Oh my god you have to go!” Han says a little to excited about it. Han know everything about everyone. He also so happens to be one of the first people you met here.

“Literally come on we’re all going.” Felix says. He’s also someone you met and just kinda clicked with.

“Guys I don’t know, I’ve only been here a wee-

“That’s it though! If you go to this party your social status will go through the roof!” Han cuts you off.

“Come on y/n pleaseeeee” Felix begs you with puppy eyes.

You huff in defeat.

“Fine but stop looking at me like that you guys look stupid. And you two are taking me shopping.” They giggle and agree.

It’s now Thursday and you Felix and Han all meet up at the mall to shop for an outfit. But first you stop at the food court to eat.

“Dude I think he totally likes you.” Felix says

“Or he’s just trying to get into her pants just like how he does with every other girl.” Han says

“But have you seen the way he’s been looking at her? He’s been goo goo gagaing all over her since she came.”

“Ok one, why would he even like me in the first place, and two ew.” You say almost gagging. But it’s true why would he like you if all you do is just challenge his ego?

“Because it’s Yang Jeongin and he loves being challenged. You interest him y/n.” Han says

“But I’m not gonna let him get on you unless you want it too.” He says winking. You practically throw up your food.

“Stop stop that’s disgusting why would I ever-“

“WAITTTT Y/N ARE YOU A VIRGIN CAUSE.” Felix is cut off by his (and hans) laughter. You feel your cheeks burn up…and not because Felix isn’t right. Felix is most definitely wrong but the topic is quite…unsettling.

“What? No of course n-“ you were cut off again by a rather familiar voice.

“Aww new girls a virgin?” Jeongin says in a teasy voice.

“Speak of the devil and he shall appear.” You mumble and roll your eyes as you turn around to face the menace only to see that it’s not just him, but his whole ass fine ass friend group. You look at all of them and turn back around with a groan but is harshly pulled back around. And now your face to face with Jeongin. His arms Rest at the sides of the chair his face centimeters form yours. You looks him dead in his eyes and slowly tilt your head in a rather seductive way. If he was trying to get into your pants you were going to be the one in control.

“Is this so sweetheart? That you’re a cute little virgin?” He says looking at your lips his hand goes up to your jaw squeezing it slightly.

“Cause if that’s true I’d gladl-“ you cut him off by grabbing the hand that’s on your chin and move it down to your neck lightly squeezing it under his.

“Don’t underestimate me Yang Jeongin.” You say only loud enough for him to hear and pull away. Seeing his wide eyes, and rosey cheeks was a sign for you to go.

“Let’s go boys.” You say getting up. He’s dumbfounded. Ahis friends laughing in the back gave you more confidence.

“See you at the party then.” You say walking past him with a smirk and a wink. Giving a little wave at his friends and his eyes following you until he’s out of your sight.

“Y/n your so hot what.” Felix says causing you to giggle.

“For real like damn that was so cool. No one ever tries to talk to him like that.” Han says

“Ive Never Seen him that flustered.”

“Still think I’m a virgin? You asking pushing open the door to the first store.

“Nope”

Its now Friday afternoon and your getting ready on FaceTime with Felix and Han. All day you felt Jeongin and his(hot) friends staring at you sometimes even whispering.

“Ok guys you ready?” You say to the friends in which they agree.

“Ok ok.” You say and get into the camera.

“Oh my fucking god y/n” Han says

“Holy shit if Jeongin doesn’t take you I fucking will.” Felix says in which you giggle. Your wearing a cut out top with flare sleeves, a very tight mini skirt and matching flare leg warmers with platforms.

“I don’t know I feel like it’s too much.” You say looking at your reflection.

“NO!” They both yell

“It’s perfect.” Han says with a lopsided smile.

“My turn.” Felix says and his body comes into camera. And we’ll god damn. He’s wearing a maybe-way-to-low tank top, a leather vest, black pants, platforms, and a choker.

“LAWWD” you yell falling back on your bed and coming back up. Causing both of them to laugh.

“Dude Felix what your too fine.” You say.

“Naurrr stop it.” He says as he shys away.

“Hey hey what about me?” Han says and his body now shows up on screen revealing his outfit. He’s wearing a white crop top with a harness going up one arm and hugging his tiny waist ripped skinny jeans and platforms. Your jaw drops and you could’ve sworn you started drooling. Why the fuck are you best friends so hot? At this point you’d rather be with them rather then Jeongin. Your thoughts are cut off by the ‘Felix took a FaceTime photo4’ notification that’s pops up on your screen.

“HEY HEY WAIT DELETE THAT.” You yell and there both laughing hard. In which you laugh too.

“Hi guys” you say as you open your front door.

“Let’s goooo” Han says pulling you out and taking you to the car.

You arrive at the party and immediately smell weed and alcohol. Music blasting through the house, people dancing and laughing all over the place. It’s been a while since you partied and your glad you came back to it so quickly. They drag you to the bar and immediately buy shots. Taking it down without any thought or reaction. You three buy 2 more just to get loose.

“Oh god is this what we’re gonna do all night? Because I don’t mind at all.” You say leaning your back against the bar and watching the people dance on each other, drink in hand.

“No of course not.” Han says pulling out a 2 weed pens.

“We’re not just getting drunk.” He says handing you one and hitting it.

“We’re getting laid. Weather it’s from someone here or each other.” Felix says taking the pen and hitting it. You giggle and take there hands.

“Next rounds on me yeah?” You say trying to get the bartenders attention.

“That wouldn’t be very gentleman like now would it?” A voice says behind you. You turn around to see three of Jeongins friends and damn.

“Let me yeah?” The one in the middle says as he scoots besides you and hands his credit card to the bartender. You stare at him with doe eyes as your friends order there drinks. You notice all his very handsome features and come to conclusion that he was literally created by the gods themselves.

“I’m guessing your Chan?” You say as you grab your drink and look back up at him. He giggles his dimples showing as he does.

“Yes, how did you know?” In which you reply in leaning to look at Han behind his shoulder. Chan turns his head to look at him but Han is getting up out of his seat with his drink in hand.

“Thanks for the drink take care of her.” He says walking away with felix. Now your alone with the Chan and the three of his friends who are now towering over you as your still sitting down.

“Well yes I’m Chan, this is Minho and Changbin.” He introduces them.

“After that little stunt you pulled on our maknae you really…sparked our interest.” Changbin says resting his arms down next to you.

“You really are something else…” the one named leeknow says causing you to giggle.

“Youngest yeah? Well I wouldn’t say I’m easy.” You say staring directly in Chans eyes. He huffs out the most attractive laugh ever and you shamelessly watch as his adams Apple bounces as he does.

“Wahhh I’m shocked never would have thought he’d go for someone as sexy as you.” Changbin says scooting a little closer to you.

“Ah yes it’d be a shame if I went for someone else..” you say bring your face closer to his. His eyes are on your lips as his breathing picks up. You giggle and pull away sipping your drink innocently as if nothing happened. Leeknow and Chan steal a glance at eachother smirking as Changbin regains himself.

“Y/n why don’t you come outside and have a smoke with the rest of our crew?” Chan offers in which you reply a little to eagerly and hop off the bar chair. Chan leads the way while leeknow and Changbin Are at each of your sides leeknows hands around your waist. Chan leads you outside and your eyes meet Felix, Han, Jeongin and another dude you don’t recognize. Your eyes meet Jeongins and you wink at him just to tease him.

“Oh! Y/n this is seungmin!” Felix’s says pointing at the boy in which he eyes you up and down and smirks.

“Come come sit.” Han says pointing at the empty

seat next to Jeongin. You sit down next to him and Changbin sits to the other side of you. Lighting a blunt and passing it around as you guys talk about random stuff like how they met and how did you transfer. You actually got to know all of them. You didn’t even notice changbins hand and your thigh. To intoxicated and to busy laughing to notice. But Jeongin certainly did. He noticed right away.

“Guys how about play a game?” He says you all agree and end up playing truth or dare. Touché

“Han truth or dare?” Chan asks

“Dare”

“I dare you to kiss the hottest person here.” Chan says with a laugh. He looks at Minho then you and smirks.

“Male or female?” He asks causing all of you to laugh.

“Sorry y/n but I don’t want to take you form Jeongin.” He says with a wink and heads over to Minho and kissing him quite heatedly. They break the kiss and Han stumbles back to his seat causing everyone to laugh.

“O-ok y-y/n truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

“Borrringggg” Felix says slurred.

“What’s your sexual fantasy?” Han asks and you laugh.

“Just one?” And he nods everyone focuses on you.

“Hmm well I’m poly.. soooo probably just threesomes, foursomes?” You shrug and everyone’s eyes go wide.

“Wait Wait Dom sub or switch?” Leeknow asks fairly interested.

“You’ll have to find out.” You say with a wink. Jeongin scoffs rolling his eyes as he beams at Minho. Not to mention your practically sitting in Changbins lap now. All of you guys are now high out of your minds and tipsy

[xnchxntmxnt]

Okay, this is for the adorable matchup event!

Name & pronouns: Alice and my pronouns are any except neo pronouns (it/it's).

Date ideas: Picnic date & a painting date (you go somewhere and you can paint things you see.)

Hobbies & my personality: My hobbies are baking, cooking, reading, sketching, painting, watching anime, reading, playing anime style video games, and talking and making new friends. I’m a pretty quiet person with people I don’t know but I can and will be so loud when I’m with people I’m very close to. I’m kinda like Chuuya(Kinda prideful and I sometimes swear a lot) and Kenji(Really happy but if someone I care about is hurt I will use brute force on the person who hurt my friend) when I’m able to get to know you. I really care about people and if I see someone(from my college, a family member, a new student, ect.) who looks really sad, I will just go over to them and I’ll try my best to comfort them. I’m mainly described as the ‘mom friend’ because of how overprotective I can be over friends and how I’m always making sure everyone is mentally stable and not trying to hurt themselves or others in any way, shape or form. I’m kinda as energetic as Nikolai when I’m talking about something I really like with someone I know but as shy as Sigma can be (at times) when I’m talking about something I enjoy with someone I don’t know.

Date fandom: Black Butler (it can be either platonic or romantic, you can choose!)

Gender: Male

Picrew:

ugh i feel bad this is so rushed but PLZ I LOVE WRITING FOR BLACK BUTLER SO MUCH im begging for requests yall

your valentine's date is... CIEL PHANTOMHIVE!

Platonic date! Pretend you two are distant family and you’re a few years older than him <3

Ciel doesn’t really understand “quality time” much

But when elizabeth insisted he had to see whatever family he had left (not how she phrased it, but he knew what she meant)

Well, he figured he would answer your letter and offer you to come visit the manor 

You spend the afternoon having tea and playing board games with ciel

He’s rather dismissive when you first arrive, but over time, the harsh exterior melts a bit

He’ll do whatever he can to make lizzie happy, and he reminds himself of that as he listens to you talk

It takes a long time to get him to open up, but after showing you around the manor and grounds, having tea, and chatting with his staff a bit, he begins to accept you as part of the strange little family he’s found

Don’t question the naked man with white hair running around in the yard though. Or the fact that he seems to disappear and an adorable dog appears in his place

He’s not exactly comfortable with your motherly tendencies at first, but everyone else thinks its rather endearing

Since youre staying for a few days, ensuring the young earl eats at least two meals a day is of top priority, and he doesn’t quite get a choice in the matter

Bard finny and mey rin think he’s quite adorable when he’s complaining but if ciel’s looks could kill, they’d be dead if they said it aloud

Honestly, ciel enjoys time with you, even if he hates to admit he enjoys anything

#//ɪɴʙᴏx #valentine's event!

[bhadbleep]

Plz I have been searching for this fix and I can’t remember it’s name for the life of me. Basically regulus is piss at Sirius for abandoning him or something and decides to seduce James as revenge but ends up falling for him??? It’s a WIP I’m just begging someone finds it, or writes something similar 😊😊

#jegulus #james x regulus #regulus black #james potter #sirius black #hogwarts #marauders #marauders era #starchaser

[dr4cking]

Hello lovely - Could plz you do draco smut on the hogwarts express with breeding kink? but they keep going after he finishes 😶‍🌫️🤪

Hogwarts Express.

masterlist taglist

draco malfoy x reader | smut | anon requested.

a/n : hii bby thank you for requesting, this one is wild i admit and was kinda hard to write but i like it nonetheless 😩💞

the 9 3/4 platform are full of wizards and witches coming back from their home, hagrid already waiting and calling them to come inside the train, but he still waited as he saw the blonde haired guy still standing outside.

“malfoy, you gonna miss the train if you keep standing there!” hagrid shouted at him getting impatient by the time.

“a minute hagrid. i’m waiting for my girlfriend!” hagrid rolled his eyes at him taking a seat on the nearest bench while the train already honking at them.

finally, draco spotted his girlfriend running to him with her belongings, he quickly wrapped the girl in his arms.

“hey my love, how’s your summer?” draco asked taking her stuff in his hand helping her as both of them now entering the train.

“it was good i had so much fun with my parents! what about you?”

“it was nice i guess but it would be better if you were there with me..” y/n chuckles at her boyfriend.

“next time i promise, pinky promise!” he laughs as he opened the empty cabin and motioning y/n to go inside.

“why dont we sit with our friends, dray?” y/n asked him in confusion while draco placing her stuff in the trunk.

“i miss you too much to sit with them today, love” draco sits beside her, cupping her face in his hands as he finally gets the taste of her after being separated from summer break, y/n kissed him right back until they broke the kiss.

draco and y/n talked about how their break, random things for hours as the train still on its way to hogwarts, y/n is currently eating her snacks that she bought from the trolley lady but she stops when she watched draco swished his wand and the window covered instantly. she widen her eyes as one of draco’s hands squeezed her thigh under her skirt and rubbing small circles on it, she looks up at him who now held a lustful gaze in his eyes.

“draco.. not here.” y/n warned him but its only made his hand trailed higher, draco gives her a cheeky smirk.

“cant blame me.. you’re too hot to resist and i cant wait until we get to hogwarts i miss you too much..” draco leans into her face biting and licking her earlobe then kissing her jaw making the girl letting out soft whimpers.

“b-but what if someone comes in, draco? its too risky.”

“and thats what it made this more fun, right?” draco chuckles lowly as he took out his wand from his pocket and casted a locking and silencing spell at the door.

“you’re unbelievable” y/n laughs, her hand removing his blazer and unbuttoning his black shirt and draco does the same to her.

“i can tell you that you wanted this too. i bet you’re thinking of me while touching yourself in your room, wishing it was my fingers instead, hmm?” y/n moaned at his dirty words she hated to admit but it was true.

“use your words and answer me.” draco slapped her thighs making her gasped.

“y-yes” she stutters as he starts to rubbing her from her panties.

“yes what?”

“yes draco.. p-please touch me” y/n begged desperately at him getting more aroused at his touch.

“i’m touching you.”

“no.. you know what i mean, dray..” y/n leaned back to her seat and widen her legs for draco making him chuckles deeply.

“you’re just a needy slut, aren’t you?” y/n nodded eagerly at him, running her hands around his bare chest and abs causing him to rolled his eyes back at her simple touch.

“yes i am, please i need you” draco pulled down her panties throwing it to her side, y/n’s breath got stuck in her throat as his thumb made a contact with her clit.

a moan left her lips as he thrusted his fingers into her, she quickly put her hand over her mouth to muffle her moans making draco stop.

“dumb slut, be as loud as you can i’ve casted a muffliato.” draco put her hand off of her mouth and replacing it with his lips instead, he kissed her roughly, their tongue dances together fighting for dominance. draco won of course as y/n moan into the kisses when he inserts his fingers back into her and starts to pumping faster.

y/n’s hand going down to his clothed boner rubbing it causing draco to let out a hiss but he quickly slap her hand away.

“you dont get to touch me. dont be a bad girl or you wont get to cum” draco curls his fingers inside her and thrusting faster hitting her spot making y/n squirmed in her seat.

“draco please i’m so close..” and with that draco pulled out his fingers making y/n whining in frustration.

“not yet little slut” he pulled y/n from her seat and stood her up against the window.

draco quickly unbuckled his belt and and letting his trousers falls onto the floor, he pushed her skirt up to her waist and hooking one of her legs to his waist as he lining his cock up and down her slit.

“beg for it, slut.”

“please dray please please fuck me fill me up with y- ah- yes- oh my god!” y/n screaming out loud instantly as draco gave her no warning and pushed his cock all the way inside of her, he gives her no time to adjust as he starts to rocking his hips against her.

“fuck you’re so tight- wrapping my cock so tight.. such a good girl-” draco pounding into her harder and faster making both of them feeling heavenly. one of his hands squeezing her breast, twirling and pinching her hard nipple making y/n dug her nails deeper on his back.

draco’s thrust getting sloppier as he feels the knot tighten in his stomach, he forced his cock deeper inside her nearly brushing her cervix making y/n screaming louder.

“i’m gonna cum.. please let me cum!” y/n pleaded at him cant hold her high anymore as draco doubled up her pleasure by rubbing her clit with his fingers.

“shit- cum baby, now.” y/n came instantly with loud moan left her lips after he said that, her legs began to shake, her walls clenching and pulsing around him making his cock throbbing inside her.

“thats it- ‘m gonna fill you up baby, stuffing you full with all my hot cum, fucking hell-” draco came to a full stop as he shoots all of his cum into her, spraying his cum inside her filling her up like he promised, he ride out their high.

fuck, he was still hard.

draco made no move to pull out, he captured y/n’s lips back on his as he still rocked in and out of her snapping his hips against her making the girl moaned again.

“im not done yet with you baby, now bend over the seat” y/n obeyed getting into the position, getting all fours, draco gives her a few spanks on her ass making them printed with his hand print.

“safeword?” draco said as he lining his cock back on her cunt, their juices making it slippery and made his tip slipped into her causing y/n to winced.

“no need draco, please just fuck me again.” and with that draco slammed his entire length into her, granting her wishes, profanities left their lips.

“such a greedy girl, only for me”

“yes yes only for you, harder please” draco was surprised that y/n hasnt sensitive yet, he thrusted harder and sped up his pace at inhumanly pace, clapping sounds and moans filling the cabin.

“fuck draco!” y/n couldnt contain her scream anymore she only wanted to screaming his name while she came undone around his cock.

“holyshit- y/n!” draco grabbed her neck pulling her up to his chest as he shoots his cum for the second time inside her, y/n moaned feeling so full. draco lazily ride out their highs and pulling out as he softening. their mixed cums dripped out of her and he quickly pushed it back inside. he reached for her panties and pulling it up.

“keep it there, wanna see you walking around with my cum inside you” y/n blushes madly at his order.

they quickly redressing themselves, their bodies feels so sticky. and to their luck the train has stopped at the same time. they quickly bring their stuff before opening the door.

“merlin it smells like sex in here” theodore nott said as he passed through their cabin.

“thats because we just had sex” draco replied without hesitation making the poor guy scrunched his face in disgust.

“you guys are so gross i dont ever wanna sit there again!”

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