#tee fucking hee baby

[shima-draws]

BROOK BROOK BROOK BROOK BROOK BROOK BROOK 👏

#OH WE IN IT NOW BABY!! IT'S THRILLER BARK TIME!! IT'S BROOK TIME!!!!!!! #Shima speaks #One Piece #I'm. Scared. Tee hee #I'm ESPECIALLY scared for Ace after that cliffhanger. Blackbeard I swear to FUCKING god if you hurt my boy. #(Already knows what's going to happen to him but pretends to be innocently unaware)

[leofrith]

#zero days since my last nonsense #every goddamn fucking day man #THE BRAIN WORMS ARE IN TONITE BABY!!! #shitposting as i wait for the ps5 to install games. tee hee #leofrith #ac.txt #ky posts text

[bugpoasting]

also another facet of girl!beatles au that i personally find sososo fun is dirtbag lesbian probably sex addict george . so fun

#cheating constantly on her hot model gf and then wife is incredibly celesbian of her #ill get into it more when i have the time/energy/gumption to do a masterpost but long story short #george during the early years was kinda pigeonholed as the gawky/awkward ones (vs. john and paul who were kind of immediately thrust forwar #as The Attractive Ones (which like. has its own set of connotations and whatnot for them As Women ofc)) #but as a baby lesbian she honestly was very much okay with escaping the attention or at least a good swath of it #(unfortunately i am imagining their fans being much more of a split between male and female fans egads) #so comparatively she does kind of get to duck the brunt of that unwanted attention and gets to let her Guitaring speak for herself #hashtag quiet beatle. but post 67 she REALLY grows into her features/gets to start styling herself and glows the fuck up but specifically #in her Own style/very lesbianically if that makes sense (gets curtain bags) #and boom my favorite loser and her cocktail of her Own issues are born tee hee

[angelfoxx]

how about a petit reader like 1.53 or 5'0 (size difference) with keegan, ghost or konig?

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ❝ HI, SHORT STUFF. ❞

… in which you’re (much) shorter than they are.

FEATURING: simon “ghost” riley, könig (does he have a last name or anything???) & keegan p russ.

WARNINGS: suggestive per usual. daily dose of shameless keegan hornyposting

NOTE/S: as a relatively small girlie myself (5’5, so not as short but still not tall) this one makes me giggle. tee hee tall babies tall babies

★ SIMON “GHOST” RILEY.

✦ — He’s six foot four. Add on whatever height those boots give him, and he’s got a good foot and a half on you. It makes him even more intimidating in the beginning, because he’s just…a big guy. He’s loud and kind of scary and he’s just a fucking tank of a guy, all flat muscle and ridiculous height.

✦ — Once you two are…acquainted, physically…he sort of uses his size to his advantage. Not necessarily sexually. He’s quick to act as a human shield if anything is thrown your way. His first instinct when you two are in a crowded room is to shadow you, which is totally fine, but he’s enormous and so you can just sort of always see the edge of his silhouette in the tops of your peripherals.

✦ — You’re so much smaller than him, and beyond his usual hurt-my-troops-you-hurt-me demeanor, now you two are involved — and you’re so much smaller than him, and you’re so…little. You’re so little and it’s not that he thinks you’re weak but you’re so much smaller than him and most of the other people on the base. So when he sort of fights your battles for you, frets over you doing certain tasks on the field, et cetera, it’s not because he thinks you’re weak or incapable. He’s just…you’re so fucking short compared to everyone else. And he likes you. And you like him. And so he’s going to watch out for you even when it’s sort of pointless.

✦ — His public demeanor towards your size might be mildly annoying at times, but behind closed doors it’s a bit…different. Bringing up how overly protective he is of you results in a minor argument — when he finally lets slip that it’s partly because you’re so much fucking shorter than he is, you’re quick to argue that you’re just as capable as he is. You’re just as capable as anyone else on the base is.

✦ — He wants you to understand that he’s not coming from a place of total insanity. Most of the people on the base are guys, and they’re also usually over six foot. You’re a foot and then some shorter than almost everyone on the base. Physically, you’re at a disadvantage — and he proves that by picking you up under both arms and just…holding you there. He wants to show you that maybe he has a good reason to be “overly careful” with you. He cares about you, and you’re at such an obvious imbalance in a high-stress, rough working field.

✦ — Oopsie. Difference in size…mm. Mm. Suddenly, it seems less annoying and more arousing.

✦ — You stop complaining after you’re thrown back-first onto Ghost’s bed and the guy fucking blots out the ceiling because his shoulders are so broad and he’s tall enough to literally swallow you under his shape.

✦ — At some point, you stop complaining about Ghost being so physically overprotective of you. Actually, when there’s a crowd attending a debriefing, one of the soldiers swears that when Price mentions heavy artillery and Ghost sort of stances up behind you, a close shadow clearly unhappy with the idea of you manning the big guns, you reach back and pull his arm around your waist. Oh, and you seem to zone out looking at the way his hand is so much bigger under yours. That too.

★ KÖNIG WHATEVER THE FUCK HIS SURNAME IS.

✦ — Six foot ten. Six foot fucking ten. What the fuck? Why is he so tall? That’s almost seven feet. What the fuck? What the fuck?

✦ — He knows he’s tall. Obviously. He’s the kind of person to bully people with his height; if he’s involved in a heated argument, he’s no stranger to standing upright (he usually slouches) and sorry, but a seven-foot-tall man wearing an executioner’s mask, staring down at you from his colossal fucking height? You’re toast. Whoever he’s arguing with generally excuses themselves because dude, what the fuck? What the fuck. Hell no.

✦ — Keeping in mind that a lot of his men (and women) are on the taller side, you waltzing in at five feet tall almost makes him laugh. Because like, you’re short to everyone else, but everyone else is short to him. So you’re fucking tiny. He keeps calling you ameise, which you later learns means “ant”. He’s calling you an ant.

✦ — You’re a good soldier. In good fun, he’ll compare other soldiers to you; he’ll tell them that they’re being outshone by “eine kleine ameise”, which sort of pisses you off but you do remember that it’s a joke. Sort of. You are very short and you are outdoing other soldiers.

✦ — If/when you two get in a relationship, he’s keen to use his height against you. You go to find him in his office? He’ll stand up just so he can talk to you from two feet over your head. He’s leading a debriefing? He’ll make a point out of having you stand near him so that every time he straightens up, you have to deal with how fucking huge he is.

✦ — With his jests at your height, you often try to return the jokes. Every time he comes through a doorway, you rush over and ask if he needs ice for his forehead. Because, you know, he’s hitting his head constantly. Every time he’s on the field with you and you have to get in any sort of vehicle, you tell him that he’ll have to skip out on the ride because he’s too fucking tall to comfortably fit in the thing and putting him on the roof would make you guys an enormous target.

✦ — Your jokes sort of die down though when you’re pushed up against the wall, toes brushing the floor and breath shuddering. He’s got both forearms pinning your shoulders down and he’s pistoning his hips unfairly hard up into you and he’s sort of breathlessly laughing a wheezy cackle in your ear. “Why so quiet, meine kleine ameise? No words?”

★ KEEGAN P RUSS. THATS MY LAST NAME TOO BTW

✦ — He’s six foot one. So his height difference to you isn’t as excessive as the other two seen above, but…

✦ — He’s the most irritating about it. Probably. Because you’ll think everything is fine — he won’t think of you as any less, and he’s fully confident in your capabilities, et cetera — but the minute he gets you alone, the short jokes start. Is it chilly down there? Do you find the stairs too steep? A new truck came in this afternoon, but…well, it’s a little lifted, so you won’t be driving it. You’d only be able to get in with a step-stool — no way you’d be able to reach the pedals!

✦ — He’s insufferable. He’s fucking insufferable. It’s like you’ve opened up a Pandora’s Box of stupid fucking jokes that Keegan finds ridiculous. This shit gets genuine laughs from him. Maybe it’s the jokes or maybe it’s your reactions to them.

✦ — If/when you two are in a relationship, the jokes take a dirty turn. You’re trying to get in his pants? He’s biting his cheek and saying that he’s not sure he’ll fit, and you’re two seconds from slapping him. He makes random comments about how your knees will never turn red because you don’t even need to kneel in order to suck him off. Et cetera. Half the time the jokes go over your head and it takes you a good ten or fifteen seconds of being confused in order for you to realize that he’s making sex jokes at you. By that time, he’s usually turning away and biting back amusement.

✦ — He seems to take a great joy in bringing you stupid gifts. Ever the romantic; if you’re both scouting on a looser mission, he’ll pick you flowers. Specifically, though, he’ll pick you tiny flowers. Or, like, petals. He asks you to carry his rifle and walks behind you because apparently it’s the same height (or taller) than you are and it’s funny to watch. At one point, he gets his hands on a tiny model gun and he’s practically bursting at the seams to gift it to you as a “proper size gun”.

✦ — He knows he can make those jokes and get under your skin. He doesn’t care, though. When he’s laying in his barracks with you sitting on his stomach and jabbing him in the chest with that stupid toy gun, he’s just smirking like an idiot. He finds how easy you are to irritate so incredibly fun to mess with. He’s just sort of egging you on the whole time. “Yeah? I’m bothering you? I’m frustrating you?”

✦ — You’re still complaining and whining, so eventually he just starts flipping the script. He’s saying it’s so good you’re short because it makes it so much easier for him to flip you over and pin your shoulders down, and it makes it so much easier for him to wrap his arms around your mouth to keep you quiet when you two are tangled in his sheets at night with his teeth buried in your shoulder and his hips flush to yours, and you fit so nice and snug around him…

#cod x reader #cod smut #ghost x reader #ghost smut #simon ghost riley #konig smut #konig x reader #konig #keegan smut #keegan x reader #keegan russ x reader #keegan russ

[monseulamourrr]

→ “can’t help but love you.” || ahn yujin x reader fic.

— you planned a study date with your favourite girl after a long time of being separated due to your busy lives, and you noticed a tiny change on her that made you itch to do something new for the night…

word count: 1.7k.

tags: tooth-rotting fluff. that's it. tee hee.

requested? : nope.

a/n: hiya 🤓 welcome to ena’s fluff era 😭😭 i’m still gonna be very active on pupyuj and ofc i’ll still do tons of work there but this account is where all of my works that aren’t smut will go!! i hope you guys enjoy the work i will do here as much as you enjoyed the ones on pupyuj 🥺 p.s. ik the title is a bit far-off from the synopsis but let’s ignore it—

2:07 a.m., it said on the digital clock sitting on your desk.

surprisingly enough, you were not tired. maybe it was the caffeine coursing through your veins, or the fact that you were actually enjoying studying for once. you weren’t a masochist; you could only be enjoying studying for one reason and it was because of one ahn yujin—your girlfriend who you were fortunate enough to accompany you this night.

“where are you going, (y/n)?” you heard yujin whine as soon as you started shuffling away from her side. she looked cute! with her oversized sweater that had her volleyball team’s mascot (in chibi form!) stitched on it (yujin was a middle blocker), her big glasses, and the scrunchie on her wrist that was so obviously yours.

between the hours and hours of staring at a screen, scribbling down notes, and reading material, yujin was fucking exhausted and it showed on her (very handsome—) face. she had a pout on her pretty lips—neither of you have spoken to each other too much in the name of trying to focus on your studies but yujin loved just having you there with her.

“i’m just going to get another cup of coffee. i’ll be back,” you said, squeezing her hand. but as soon as you tried to pull away, yujin yanks you back to her side, wrapping an arm around your waist tightly and pressing up against you. “baby! it takes like three minutes.” you giggle.

“no, you’ve already had too much… we’ll go to sleep soon,” her words were a bit muffled since she had her face buried on the crook of your neck. she raises her head slightly, looking up at you with her big puppy eyes that never ever failed to soften you up. “and i don’t like it when you’re away.” she mumbles.

oh, how she melts your heart.

“alright, cutie. i’ll stay.” you said, bumping your nose gently against hers.

if the way she almost immediately agreed to having a joint study session when you texted her about it days ago wasn’t enough to tell you how much she missed you, perhaps how she kissed you right now would. so soft you could barely feel it, and so sweet that warmth bloomed in your chest. you broke the kiss slightly just to take yujin’s glasses off her face, making her giggle softly before kissing you again.

a bit stronger this time—her hand rested on your waist, gently squeezing every now and then as she whimpered while you put your hand on the back of her neck, playing with her hair. her lips tasted like chocolates, most likely from the little treats she consumed every now and then because it helped her ‘focus’. you knew yujin just had a sweet tooth.

you could taste the chocolate on her lips, and after a single swipe of your tongue on her lips, you could taste it in her mouth. this was a much needed break, so you didn’t complain when yujin pulled you to her lap. both of you laughed at the way you nearly knocked yujin’s laptop off the bed, willing you to put your hands on her cheeks and control the kiss as you pleased.

‘finally,’ you thought. you felt your girlfriend tug at your shirt, making you laugh once again. she can be so needy. ‘we’ve both been waiting for too long.’

just as the kiss started to lead the two of you in that direction, something tickled the tip of your nose. you leaned back slightly, wondering just what gave you that weird sensation. yujin’s eyes slowly fluttered open, her lips forming another pout since she was so desperate (and determined!) to kiss you all night. then, you notice it—her cute bangs that have grown way too long.

they were nearly poking at her eyes! at first glance, yujin looked so cute but then you remembered the way she would shake her head softly every now and then to get her bangs away from her eyes, or how she would brush them away every second… and just then, you had a brilliant idea.

“baby, no… come back.” yujin whined when you slid off her lap. you grabbed a spare folding chair from the depths of your closet (you don’t remember why you have that, actually…) and disappeared into your bathroom. you were thankful to conveniently have a roommate who took cosmetology classes because any extra equipment she had, she stuffed it under your bathroom sink.

and so, you pulled out a cape and a pouch that contained various combs and scissors before swinging the bathroom door back open. yujin was standing right there, all cute and sleepy and very much confused.

“i need you to change into one of my shitty shirts.” you said, earning a head tilt from the taller girl.

“i love all your shirts, though.”

“come on…” you sighed deeply and went through your drawer on your own. inside you found a grey t-shirt with its design all faded out and chipped. yujin puts the shirt on as you so kindly requested and immediately, you dragged her inside the bathroom and sat her down in front of the mirror on the chair.

“look,” you gave her a kiss on her crown and softly patted her bangs. “i’m going to give them a little trim!” you exclaimed with a big smile.

yujin should be scared. not once has she ever seen you cut hair nor has she seen you hold a pair of scissors so clumsily like you did with the one you had on your hand now but instead, she grinned as widely as you did. “really?! i didn’t know you knew how to cut hair, baby!” she says excitedly. she turns her head to you—with her ‘brightness of a thousand suns’ grin and eye-smile, you couldn’t help but melt.

“j-just a little… but you don’t mind?” you asked.

“of course not! i believe in you,” yujin assures you. “plus, this is way cheaper than going to the salon and paying hundreds just for a little cut.”

you chuckled, “you’re lucky you’re my girlfriend then. otherwise i would’ve charged you like fifty dollars.”

yujin laughs along, “yeah. i’m really lucky.” she replied with warmth and sincerity in her voice. you couldn’t hold yourself back; you leaned down and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. chocolates, still.

not long after you decided to get to work—yujin sat there quietly, trying her very hardest not to bop her head to the music you’ve put on (it was one of your shared playlists, particularly yujin’s favourite of the bunch) to fill the silence. yujin stared at your face through the mirror, her heart increasing its size every time she catches you do your little habits: biting the corners of your lips, blowing your own hair away when it gets in the way of your eyes, and the way your eyebrows furrowed so deeply from how focused you were.

“does that look okay?” you asked after a few minutes, stepping aside. her bangs were still a bit long, but you didn’t want to overdo it just in case yujin actually liked having them long.

“hm… they’re still a bit…” yujin replied, moving her head softly. obviously she wanted it shorter, so once again you gave her a kiss on the cheek before continuing your work.

it was obvious that yujin was struggling to sit still. she was a very active person! heck, while you were studying for hours, yujin would take small paces around your room and poke around every forty minutes just to keep herself entertained. of course, yujin wouldn’t dare ruin her hair so instead, she decided to keep her hands busy by playing with the hem of your shirt. she’d poke on your stomach, making you laugh and jokingly kick her shin but she’d do it again and you wouldn’t say anything. her cold hands felt right against your warm skin.

a few more laughs, short kisses, and ‘snips’ later, you once again stepped aside to let yujin have a look of herself.

“whoa!” your girlfriend exclaimed. she touches her bangs, moves her head around, and beams up at you. “you’re amazing, baby!” she was saying as you cleaned up the scissors and the cape. as soon as you took it off of her, yujin leaps up from her chair and hugs you tightly.

she peppers your face with kisses amidst your giggles and half-hearted attempts of kissing her back. “you’re the best, (y/n). thanks a lot.” yujin whispers in your ear as she embraced you a bit more gently. your caressed her hair, giving her a chaste kiss on her shoulder, before melting into her.

the two of you stayed that way for a while, until you leaned back to take a look at your girlfriend’s face. she was beautiful, except that her bangs were a bit shorter and, in yujin’s most honest opinion, a lot cuter. you pulled her down to give her a kiss in the forehead, her favourite, before she captures your lips in a kiss. having been this amazing girl’s lover for years now, you’ve come to know where these unexpected make-out sessions lead up to… and you definitely did not want the two of you to go there when the bathroom floor was littered with tiny strands of yujin’s hair.

“clean up first, babe,” you whispered against yujin’s lips. that got you another whine. “please?”

well, that quickly got yujin moving around. you laughed as she cleaned up the entire bathroom in record time and before you knew it, it looked as good as new. the least you could do was put the equipment away, so you folded up the cape and put the scissors in the pouch before tossing it all under the sink once again.

as soon as you stood back up, yujin hugs you from behind. you smile at her through the mirror, she smiles back. even brighter. you intertwined your hands and of course… yujin’s lips were on your skin again.

you giggled, feeling her soft kisses from your neck to your cheek, “do you ever get tired, baby?” you asked, turning your head and catching one of her many, many kisses.

yujin shakes her head, smiling at you like she wants you to fall in love with her all over again, “can’t help it.”

#ive oneshots #ive imagines #ive reactions #ive thoughts #ive x reader #ive x fem reader #ahn yujin oneshots #ahn yujin imagines #ahn yujin reactions #ahn yujin thoughts #ahn yujin x reader #ahn yujin x fem reader #yujin oneshots #yujin imagines #yujin reactions #yujin thoughts #yujin x reader #yujin x fem reader #girl group oneshots #girl group imagines #girl gorup reactions #girl group thoughts #girl group x reader #girl group x fem reader #wlw fics #ahn yujin fluff #ive fluff #girl group fluff

[chlorinecake]

What kind of lingerie would enha legal line like on you? You can add photos 😁

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Laced With Lust | 18+ REACTIONS

༉‧₊˚ PAIRING ⑅ enha!legalline x fem!reader

༉‧₊˚ WARNINGS ⑅ established relationships, language, kissing, unprotected sex, teasing, thigh riding, handjobs/fingering, dry humping, hair pulling, boob and light bondage play, overstim, not fully proof-read

༉‧₊˚ WORD COUNT ⑅ between 200-250 per member

𓊆이희승𓊇 Lee Heeseung 232

Heeseung’s a gamer, so it comes to no surprise that E-girl inspired lingerie would be a huge YES for him. Your boyfriend was probably busy playing computer games when you decided to pop around the corner dressed like THIS, instantly grabbing his attention… Trust me when I say this man almost drooled—

Your wrists were cuffed to each wooden post of the bed, securing your hands above your head as Heeseung drew you closer to your high. The speed of his thick fingers increased with your moans, making you feel dizzy.

"Hee," you moaned, craving more than just his fingers, but also wanting him to release your hands from the restraints.

"What is it, baby," he grinned, spitting on your pussy before stimulating your clit with his free hand, "didn't you get all dressed up so I could play with you? Don't tell me you wanna cut our fun short?"

"Fuck, don't stop," you nearly begged, balling your fist as your gummy walls clenched around Heeseung's fingers.

"You're so desperate to touch me, aren't you, baby?"

"Yes, Heeseung. Wanna touch you so bad," you whined, wrestling with the hand cuffs before he finally took them off.

For the next hour or so, you and your boyfriend did it in all your favorite positions, losing count of how many times you came. Let's just say, your neighbors could probably take a good guess.

𓊆박종성𓊇 Jongseong Park 220

I could totally see Jay being that one kid who had a crush on every animated bunny he saw on TV. So when you decided to dress up like a playboy bunny to surprise him when he came back from work one day… GURLLL!! I can already see him cumming on his little fuck bunny’s back, gripping your hips as he whispers filthy nothings in your ear ahhhhfcbhrfbch Whatever tf bunnies say, I’ll say it for Jay—

“You can take all of this, yeah?” He asked with a smirk, fucking his release back into you as he hit it from the back in doggy style.

“F-fuck,” you whined into the pillow, your toes curling at the sensation of Jay’s thickness rolling in and out of you at a tantalizingly slow pace. Mostly because that's all your cunt could handle...

“I wanna see that pretty face of yours as you struggle to speak with my dick inside you,” he grunted, grabbing your hair into a ponytail so he could meet your teary eyes. “Now use your words, baby.”

You let out a breath that you’d been holding in for a few seconds, feeling him twitch inside you as your pussy continued to swallow him, “I can take you, Jay,” you whimpered, kissing him on the lips, "all of you."

“Good girl.”

𓊆심재윤𓊇 Sim Jaeyun 218

Jake admires both your tomboyish and feminine side, as it reminds him that you’re not just his girlfriend, but his best friend, too. He would honestly prefer you to just (a) go braless, (b) wear a pair of his boxers, and (c) one of his oversized tee's. It just makes him feel all soft on the inside and hard on the outside when you wear his clothes—

“Babe, have you seen my Calvin Klein boxers?” your cute boyfriend called as he searched through his drawers.

“And why do you need those specifically,” you asked, waltzing up behind him with his back still turned to you.

“I have a photoshoot tomorrow, and you know how my agent feels about underwear not matching the brand,” he said with a sigh.

“Well, since you need them so badly, they’re right here,” you smiled, sitting on the bed in a seductive position.

“You want me to fuck you in exchange for MY underwear?”

“Please?” You asked shyly.

That must've been the magic word, because Jake met you on the bed like an excited puppy, snaking his hands under your shirt to fondle with your tits, "My schedule's a bit busy today, but this shouldn't take long," he smiled as you wrapped your legs around him, melting into each other's touch and kisses.

𓊆박성훈𓊇 Park Sunghoon 236

I think Sunghoon would be into the classic lingerie vibe: the kind of stuff you’d expect to find tucked away in someone’s closet on a pg-13 movie? Yeah, that. He prefers black over any color, simply because he finds it SEGGSY as hell, and if you wore heels TOO? RIP—

“Didn’t I already pay you this week?" your boyfriend asked playfully as he paced around the bedroom.

“Stop, Hoon, you know I’m not with you for your money.”

“Then all that leaves left is sex,” he smirked, taking in the black lingerie set you wore, “this is for me, isn’t it?”

“Only if I can be on top.”

He chuckled to himself, “you’re a brat, you know that?”

“And you’re mean,” you pouted, tugging at the waist of his pants before he abruptly changed his mind.

The way your heart skipped a thousand beats at this opportunity—

Sunghoon sat at the head of the bed, patting his lap for you to come closer. You started to take his pants off before he grabbed your hands, pulling your face to his, “not just yet,” he smirked, kissing you.

“Over the clothes first, princess, and if you do a good enough job, I might let you ride the real thing.”

You whined in the crook of his neck, grinding your hips against him in desperation as you craved his dick more and more with each grunt he made.

𓊆김선우𓊇 Kim Sunoo 220

I think Sunoo would be into lingerie with lots of lace and silk textures. Soft hues of pink or ivory are a plus, too, as he loves how gentle you look in those colors. To be honest, he’d probably find more pleasure in the dress up aspect of you wearing lingerie versus anything too sexual. Think of it as a couple bonding experience where you guys just drool over each other’s beauty while half-naked— SIKE

“That looks amazing on you, sweetie, but I have to fix this one thing,” Sunoo smiled, reaching his hands under your lace skirt to toy with the hem of your panties.

“Hey, this is supposed to be a dress up session, not show and touch,” you moaned, feeling his delicate fingers graze your sweet spot.

He giggled at how flustered you appeared, “I know, baby, it’s just that your underwear’s on backwards.”

“Yah, Sunoo, I can fix it myself!” You whined, feeling your face grow hotter as he pulled your panties down and past your ankles.

“Looks like someone thinks I look pretty nice, too,” he smirked, observing the wet patch at the seat of your underwear.

It didn’t take long before you ended up riding your boyfriend’s thigh while jerking him off, soiling your cute outfit after the first *of many* orgasms you shared.

𓊆양정원𓊇 Yang Jungwon 232

Finally, we have Jungwon, my comfort place… 🤧

Definitely a firm believer in less is more. He would probably feel a bit overwhelmed if you wore anything too revealing, so he prefers to stick with just a few peeks of skin here and there. Just don’t tease him if he blushes when you wear a cute lace bralette or high shorts, ‘cause he’ll make you regret it later—

“I’m so sorry, baby!” Your boyfriend yelped, observing your now red stained shirt, thanks to the cranberry juice he just dropped.

“It’s okay, Wonie, I know you’re clumsy,” you returned warmly, using a few napkins to clean the floor.

“Here, do you wanna wear my hoodie-“

“Nah, you’re good,” you said, taking off your shirt to reveal the white bra you wore beneath.

He couldn’t help but to blush at the sight, which led to you teasing him for it.

“Gosh, could you be any more easy?” You mocked before Jungwon pinned you against the fridge.

Your eyes wandered from his piercing gaze, and then to his broad shoulders that caged you in.

He took your face in his hands, passionately kissing you as his delicate hands grazed your waist. It didn’t take long for him to break from the kiss, looking back at your burning face with a smirk.

“Aww, you look so pretty when you’re flustered like this,” he cooed, walking away, but you grabbed his hand.

“Can we take this upstairs?”

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[ghostlywhiskey]

Simon “Ghost” Riley - Love of My Life (Simon’s POV)

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4,012

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ☆ grinding, fingering, spitting, unprotected sex - If anything else let me know - I'm slightly brain dead writing this.

Summary: Simon comes to your apartment to end things between you.

A/N: Fueled by the song that is my top song of all time on Spotify tee hee. Babies…we know the drill. My proofreading is always little to none. This one took forever because I struggled writing the smut for this, but cheers xoxo.

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Baby, you were the love of my life, woah Maybe you don't know what's lost 'til you find it

“Hey.” My voice sounds so fucking small and pathetic standing in the doorway of her apartment, hands in the pockets of my jeans. “Hey.” She repeats, moving out of the way to let me walk inside.

Somehow trying to breathe while getting waterboarded is easier compared to trying to breathe with the tension in the air between us. 

Walking inside, I kick my shoes off as she closes the door and walks toward her room. Quietly following her it feels like walking with a ball and chain around both ankles. My body is trying to prevent me from going into her room because it’s trying to reject what it already knows. 

She sits down on her bed and I shrug off my jacket, letting it hang off the back of her desk chair as I sit down on it. The silence hangs over us, she’s looking down at her hands. The way she fidgets with her rings indicates she’s nervous. It’s my fault, I’m the one who told her we had to talk. 

“An-” Stopping myself before I say ‘angel’. Not the time. Never again actually. She glances up at me, chuckling softly. “Well, that gives me an idea of where this is going.” The sound of her voice lower than normal, sadness weighing down her vocal cords. The thing is, I can’t even deny her comment. Part of me wants to just say, ‘No, angel. Don’t assume that. We’re fine.’ - but, it would be a fucking lie if I did.

“This would be the part where you disagree with what I’m thinking.” Shaking my head, my eyes meet hers. “But the other part you know I’m going to agree with.” I point out, quickly shooting down any hope as if it was an enemy target. “Then just say it, dammit.” Something snaps in her, I’m the reason for it.

I’m also the reason she lays awake crying when I’m away on missions. The reason she doesn’t have a normal boyfriend who can see her more often than not. The reason she’s left anxious when I don’t reply to a text or a call in a certain amount of time. The reason she feels more alone despite having a man who has loved her more than anything in this life. I wish I didn’t live up to the name ‘Ghost’ when it comes to her, but it’s the one mission I’ve failed.

“I’m letting you go.” The only words I’m able to get out. Because there isn't anything else to say, to me it is as simple as that. She blinks a few times, processing the four words that left my mouth. “Letting me go?” She re-states, confirming what I just said. “Yeah.” I’m detaching my emotions from my words. 

I take you with me every time I go away

The polaroid sat snug between my fingers. It’s replaced the pack of cigarettes I’d once itch to reach for and drag ‘til it was time for another. How is a little image the only thing that relieves any ounce of stress in my body? From one addiction to another, somehow this one feels a lot  deadlier. If only she was as accessible as a pack of cigarettes. She tastes a hell of a lot sweeter between my lips that's for sure. Maybe that’s why this addiction is worse - having a taste every now and then has me crawling back home for more. 

Fuck this shit. I’m fucked. 

Soap nudges my arm, my attention pulled from the drug of choice in my hand. “Is that who I ‘tink it is?” He questions me. The bloody Scot knows the answer to his question. “Oi, why you asking questions you know the answer to?” A grin forms on his face. “Never thought I’d see ‘da day you look fuckin’ smitten is all. Even behind the mask it’s obvious.” And thank fuck for the mask or he’d see I look like I’ve got the worst sunburn of my life. 

“You and me both it seems.” My attention went back to the polaroid, now held between my thumb and pointer finger. Brushing my thumb across the picture of her is like opening flood gates for my mind to imagine she’s right here. As if brushing my thumb over it would have her appear like a genie from a bottle. 

If only it were that fucking easy. 

I remember back at Johnny's place, it's not the same anymore

“Johnny, I’m not a party person.” I state into his ear as I’m trying to leave his apartment. The apartment had slowly filled with people for his birthday, but I was ready to jump out the window. “No, you’ve got to stay!” He protested, putting an arm around my neck. I huff, glancing at him. “One more hour and I’m gone.” Smiling wide, he cheered. “Let’s fuckin’ go!” 

“I need a fuckin’ drink.” The words coming out of my mouth as I walk to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of whiskey. A girl sits on the counter, a cup in her hand as she stares at the crowd of people filling the living room. She looks uncomfortable, but that isn’t my problem. I grab a plastic cup, pouring some whiskey. 

“Are you a dad?” Her voice fills the kitchen. A dad? My brows furrow, turning to look at her. “The whiskey. That’s your drink of choice?” She asks, glancing at the cup before her eyes meet mine. “What?” The confused tone laced in my words. “All the old men in my life drink whiskey.” She slides off the counter, walking over to me. “Well, I’m not in your life. Or old.” I huff, glancing at her cup and nod towards it. “What’s your drink of choice?” 

She smiles, turning the cup upside down over the sink. “Nothing, just pretending.” She chuckles. “I’m the driver tonight since I didn’t even want to be here.” Well, that makes two of us. “You know Soap?” Her expression turns into a confused one, quickly correcting my mistake. “I mean John.” Only then does she nod. “My friend is seeing him, which is why I’m here in the kitchen hiding out. I don’t know anyone out there.” Now, I can’t help but smile. “Mind if I hide with you in here?” I chuckle, sipping the whiskey. 

“If you drink that whiskey, absolutely I mind. But I guess you’re in my life now, so you get a pass.” She teases.

It's unfortunate, ooh Just coordinates, ooh

“Hi, Simon.” Her voice easing every tense muscle in my body, coming undone like a child ripping a Christmas present open with urgency. “Hi, angel.” Responding to her as I hold the phone between my ear and shoulder, sitting down on the bed to undo my boots. “How was your day?” 

“Hmm,” She hums, the sound of her shifting in her sheets fills my ear as I wait for the response. “It was okay, nothing exciting.”

“Where are you this time?” She’s forcing herself to stay awake, I can hear it in her voice. Moments like this I feel selfish having her in my life. Is it selfish? Selfish to love someone who hears your voice over a phone more than they hear it raw and undistorted face-to-face. It has to be. “Mexico. It’s hot a shit.” I mutter, kicking my boots off. Her giggle on the other end puts the first smile on my face today. “What’s so funny, huh?” My brows furrow, grabbing the phone as the floor becomes the fixation of my gaze. The giggle fading as she starts to speak, “I think it’s funny I’m more concerned of you getting heat stroke with that damn mask than anything else.”

“No need to be concerned.” A stupid, dopey smile forms on my face despite how stern my voice sounds. “Easier said than done.” Her response is quick, no thought behind it or second guessing it. A sigh escapes my lips,  “Angel, I mean it. Don’t be concerned.” My eyes wander around the room as I wait for her reply. Why is she so quiet all of a sudden? “Angel?”

“Yeah? Sorry, I zoned out for a second.” The sound of her sniffle followed by a nervous laugh tells me enough. She couldn’t hide her emotions if her life depended on it. “Please don’t cry.” My own voice is strained, every time she gets upset I feel worse about having her in my life. “Don’t tell me what to do, Lieutenant.” She teases, but her laugh this time just sounds sad. My upper body falls back against the mattress as I stare up at the ceiling. “Too bad. I’m telling you what to do.” 

“Simon?” How do I tell her I want to hear her say my name for the rest of my life? “Yeah, baby?” I responded. “I miss you.” Fuck. My throat feels like someone is tightening a rope around it. Why can’t they just fucking cut my air supply off while they are at it? 

The rope loosens, the air coming back into my lungs as I inhale and exhale out. “I miss you too.” My free hand runs down my face, dragging down to rest itself on my chest. “I’ll be home soon, yeah? Then it will just be us. How does that sound?” The thump beneath my fingers intensifies. Closing my eyes for a moment, I focus on the heartbeat. The thought of her next to me. Hiding us from the world in the confines of my apartment walls. I’m not a religious man, but that sounds like heaven. Would God let me in? Would he let me stay? I’m not deserving of either option. But, I’m getting on my knees and fucking praying for at least a few moments.

“It sounds like a plan to me.” Finally, I can tell she’s smiling again on the other side of the phone. 

Baby, you were the love of my life, woah Maybe you don't know what's lost 'til you find it

I think standing on the edge of a cliff would ignite less anxiety in me than sitting on the edge of her right now. The familiarity of being close to death is far more comforting than the unfamiliarity of breaking my own heart so she can live life finding the love she deserves. My legs spread as my elbows rest on my thighs, running my hands through my hair. 

We’ve been going back and forth arguing about breaking up for the past hour now. “So, that’s it?” Her voice punched me back into reality as I looked at her across the room. Her arms crossed as she leaned against her desk.

No. I don’t want it to be. But, I can’t be selfish. You deserve better. 

“That’s it.” I confirm her question, the words coming out of me and taste as bitter as vomit. Except I want to swallow the vomit back up. My eyes go back down to the floor between my feet, scared if I look back at her I’ll swallow the vomit back up. And I can’t.

Her breathing is soft in the dark bedroom, it’s the only sound mixed with my own breathing. And the blood I hear pumping through my body at an alarming rate. “Could I have done anything differently that would have avoided this?” 

God dammit, angel. You were never the problem. 

“Stop that. Don’t think for a second you’re to blame.” Just look at her, stop looking at the floor, dickhead. “Look me in the eyes and say that then.” Her voice strained, my head tilted up to look at her. Sighing, I push myself off the bed, jumping off the cliff. In a few steps, I’m standing in front of her. My hand slips past her neck, slipping behind her head as my fingers tangle in her hair. 

Gently, the hand tugs her hair gently for her to look up at me. “I’m lookin’ at you and I’m tellin’ you that you couldn’t have done anything.” It feels like her eyes are peeling every layer of me back, trying to look for any sign that I’m regretting this deep down. “You’re never gonna get what you deserve from me.” The sound of my voice breaking at the end is the first time I’ve let it show emotion tonight. The tears slowly built up in her eyes, my gaze locked on her. She knows I’m right. Again, it’s just something she doesn’t want to admit. “Simon.” Her voice breaks the same time the first tear slides down her cheek.  

My hand slips from behind her head, both of them moving to cup her face. “Angel.” I finally just pull the fucking bandaid off and say my nickname for her after avoiding it this entire time. My head leans down to rest my forehead against hers, her own hands moved to my face. “Please don’t do this. Don’t leave me.” She begs. Thumbs wiping her tears as they cascade down. “I need to, angel. I need to.” I don’t want to, but I never deserved you. The gentle tug of my head caused by her hands, lips connecting with mine. 

She tastes so sweet between my lips, just how I always remember she tastes. But this time it’s mixed with the salty taste of her tears. 

She steps forward, causing me to step back. She keeps walking until my legs hit the bed, my body accepts the fact I can’t move back anymore and drops down to it. Pulling her onto my lap, her arms snake around my neck. The kiss never breaks. I think we’re both scared that if we stop that one of us will try to convince the other we can’t do this. My hands slip under her shirt, one on her waist while the other reaches behind her to unclasp her bra.

My hand stops as my fingers graze the clasp. Don’t do it. Fucking hell, don’t. The tips of my fingers rubbing the clasp to get a feel for it, like I’m trying to pick a lock. The wings of the bra separating as my fingers unclasp the hook. Successfully, the lock has been picked. Once undone, my hands move to the hem of her shirt, pulling it up. Only then do our lips separate to let the shirt pass through and give us a chance to catch our breaths. We aren’t scared this time to separate, knowing we won’t stop each other. As I pull her shirt off, she slides the bra straps down her arms and flings it to the floor. 

While we are separated, I take the opportunity to remove my own shirt. Our clothes started to pile on the floor as we discarded them. Her chest pressing against mine as she moves back in to kiss me, her hips moving against me. Her skin is always so cold, it sends chills up my spine when it comes in contact with my own. My hands slip down to her hips, grabbing them as I help her move against me back and forth.

The only sound besides our kisses are the soft groans building in my throat, my pants becoming a straight jacket against my crotch the longer she grinds against me. “Get rid of the fucking clothes, fuck.” I mutter against her lips, pushing her off my lap as she stumbles to catch her balance. Reaching back out to pull her to stand between my legs, hands on either side of her thighs, running them up to the waistband of her leggings. My head leaning in to place kisses on her stomach, glancing up at her. Her own hands glide through my hair before she gently tugs, another groan leaving my as I pull the leggings down along with her panties. 

It’s shitty for me to give into this. I know it is. It opens the door for us to forget about the conversation we just had, but I’m not forgetting it. I’m leaving after this.

Fingers gently graze her core, her heat radiating as I spread her folds open. My own palm faces me as her already wet cunt is begging for something to clench around as my ring and index finger rub back and forth between her folds. “Always so f’ckin’ ready.” Our eyes are not moving to look away from each other as her hands tug my hair to keep me looking up at her. “Stop teasing. Please.” She begs, her thighs trying to squeeze together but my knee moving to keep her legs separated. “You know how much I like to see you dripping before I even fuck you.” She whines at my response, but it amplifies louder as the two fingers push into her. Her knees slightly bend, causing a chuckle to escape my lips. “Weak at the knees, are you?” Teasing, I kiss her stomach again. “Ngh..” She groans, her hand reaching to grab my wrist. 

Not fighting her back, she pulls my hand away, fingers already coated in her juices. I love how responsive her body is for me. Good luck to the next bastard who has to try and compete with the memory I leave her body with.

As she pulls my hand away, I tug it out of her grasp, slipping the fingers into my mouth to clean. A soft hum against my fingers. So sweet. Once satisfied, my pants are pulled down and I stand up to shrug them off my ankles. Both completely bare now, my arms move to pick her up to move her onto her bed. Hovering over her as she lays on the bed, I push her legs apart and settle between her legs. Like muscle memory, her legs bend slightly and lift to rest her heels on my lower back. 

Supporting myself up, my palms rested by her forearms, but one hand moved to rest over her mouth for a brief moment. “Spit.” And just like the good girl she is, she spits on my palm as some of it drips down her chin. My palm coming up to my mouth as I also spit on it before reaching down to pump my cock. Guiding it to her folds, the tip teases her as I move my cock with my hand to slide between her folds and move side to side to tease her. Her whine again fills my ears, a smirk turns my blank expression into a mischievous one. “Say what you want.” Another order directed to her, her hips lift slightly as she grabs my forearm with one hand. “Fuck me, Simon.” All I needed to hear right now, fuck the teasing is the only thought in my head as I position myself. My hand dropped back to her side as I held myself up and thrusted into her. 

Her initial cry out from the pressure filling her always sends me over the edge. I swear it might be enough to make me fill her right then and there most times. “Perfect fuckin’ fit.” I grumble, my head leaning down to kiss her. Her lips meet mine before I even make it all the way down to her, her hand reaching around my head to pull me closer. The moans from her echoing into my head as she kissed me. Palms now fisting the sheets in my hands, my hips thrust into her roughly. 

Rough and slow - just how she likes it. Finding a rhythm, I stick to it and hold for a few moments every time my hips meet her skin. Burying myself in her like I’m digging my grave, except this won’t be my final resting place. I pull from the kiss, looking down at her. “Eyes on me, got it?” She nods, her eyes only closing for a moment as I thrust into her again and drag out slowly before repeating my thrust just as my tip is on the edge of losing contact with her. She whimpers, and I grab her face in my hands. “Eyes.” I hiss, her eyes opening immediately to stare at me. Her lips spread open slightly as she pulls in oxygen and exhales a moan. My grip on her face releasing, her lips parting more now that she can let air in and out easier now. “Simon.” Her voice drags out the ‘-on’, my eyes watching her as she moans my name. “You sound like an angel, you know that? You say my name like it’s a prayer.” Except I can’t answer her prayers, and I know tonight they revolve around hoping I stay.

Her cheeks look like pink paint has spilled over them, she’s never been one to blush at actions, but she acted as if my words were the sweetest thing she ever heard. “You’re so gorgeous.” My voice is barely a whisper, but it’s quickly covered by a groan as I feel her pulsating around my cock. The way her hands cup my face as my own eyes close, now she demands my eye contact to stay on her. “I love you, Simon.” She chokes out as my eyes open and look at her.

My pupils are already larger to adjust to the dark room, but I’m damn near positive they must look blown out when she says those words. I can’t say it back. We’ve never said it out loud. I’m not saying it now. So, I lean down to kiss her instead, a hand reaching down to grab her waist as I push both of us closer to climaxing. My lips pull from hers as I move town to her neck, kissing her skin. I can’t look at her now.

“I-I’m…Simon…more.” She begs, her arms wrapping around me, her nails dig into my back. Another hiss leaves my mouth as I feel her nails dig into my skin as I kiss her neck. “Angel.” I groan, my thrusts getting sloppy. The hand on her waist moves to her lower abdomen, pushing gently. Time to finish her off.

The squishing noises fill the room as she cries out from her climax that hits her. My own following after as I pull my head from her neck and look at her head leaning back in pleasure. My thrusts go until I feel the last bit of cum spill into her, pulling out of her and collapsing on the bed next to her.

It's not what I wanted, to leave you behind Don't know where you'll land when you fly

The room is quiet, her soft breathing tickling my chest as she sleeps peacefully. My eyes are looking up at the ceiling as I try to shut off my brain and the pros and cons list forming in my head if I stay. I need to leave.

Glancing at her sleeping, I closed my eyes for a minute. Am I preparing myself to leave or remembering the image of her like this? Who am I kidding, I’ll remember her face for the rest of my life. Opening them again, my body carefully slips out of the bed. She stirs slightly, but just rolls over on her other side as she pulls the blankets closer to her body. 

Collecting my discarded clothes, I re-dress myself after the events of the night. My feet quietly walk to the edge of the bed her body is facing, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. “For the best.” I whisper, standing back up straight. She doesn’t move awake, but a soft smile forms on her face while she sleeps.

Fuck. I need to get out of here. And with that, I slip out of her room and the apartment. My hands are buried in my jacket pockets as I take the elevator down, eyes fixated on the doors. I’m breaking her heart, but it doesn’t mean mine is breaking any less. I love her.

But, baby, you were the love of my life

#simon riley smut #simon ghost riley smut #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #call of duty #simon riley cod #simon ghost x reader #ghost x reader #ghost smut #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost x you #simon riley angst

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I recently read how difficult bathing Gus is for Jason and the problem with the neighbors. Imagine telling Jason what the neighbors think of him, I wouldn't know how to tell him that the neighbors think he abuses you 😭😭😭 my baby.

Can I take the 💀 emoji? I have some things that I will want to comment on in the future hehe

ofc you can!!

tee hee I love angst

It kills you to see Jason upset, now is no exception.

Your neighbor had knocked on your door, unaware you were on the phone with Jason who was coming up the elevator after dropping Gus off at the vet. It took an hour of trying to get Gus in that carrier, and lots of screaming, blood, and yelling. The call was in your earbud and Jason went silent to listen as your neighbor spoke.

She had asked if he was home and when you said no, she replied "Good. I want you to know that I can hear it every time he abuses you. I knew he was no good the first night I met him. Piece of shit likes abusing you, I fucking know it."

You heard the sound of Jason hanging up the phone. Fuck.

"No, you don’t understand," you tried to cut her off, but Jason walked out the elevator looking like a kicked puppy.

Your neighbor smiled and pretended you just made a hilarious joke the moment Jason came into view. They muttered out some "Nice talking with you," before before slinking back into the neighboring apartment.

You turn to Jason, his head hanging low and his eyes not meeting yours.

You open the door for him and he walks inside.

He immediately begins to break down.

"Oh, baby," you mutter, "c'mere."

He turns faster than you think you've ever seen him and he wraps his arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

You stay like that for a minute.

"Can we move to the couch?"

He takes a minute, wordlessly removing his face. You untangle his arms and walk to sit on the couch, slapping your thigh in a 'come here' motion.

He nervously walks over before collapsing with his face in your lap still silently crying. You try to soothe him by running your fingers through his hair and tracing patterns on the visible side of his face.

Eventually he brokenly pipes up, "You know I'd never do that to you, right?"

You make your voice as soft as possible and rub up and down his shoulders. "I know, baby. I know. I trust you with my life. You'd never intentionally hurt me."

He cries harder. "I swear I'd never hurt you."

"I know. It's ok. You're ok. I promise."

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[gojos-fr-bae]

BET

Pairing: Bakugou x gn!reader (pls lmk if I messed something up)

Warnings: Angst to fluff. Cussing. Bakugo kinds ooc idk really but pls lmk if I missed something

Word Count: 883

A/N: Tee-hee~~, didn't see this coming did ya?

(Requests open)

You were walking through the dorms looking for your boyfriend Bakugou, you two were supposed to go out and watch a movie. Walking through the halls, you heard his voice booming from Kaminari’s room, the door slightly ajar. You placed your hand on the doorknob with the intention of opening it when you heard your name being mentioned.

“So, how are things going with you and y/n huh? Someone asked, though from his voice you could tell it was probably Kirishima.

“That’s none of your fucking business stupid hair. And sparky! WHERE’S MY FUCKING MONEY! The deal was that I date them and you all pay me 1k!!” Bakugou shouted at Kaminari

“Oh come on, you’re still on that? That was so long ago?”

“A BET’S A FUCKING BET YOU IDIOT, I’M DATING Y/N AREN’T I? SO FUCKING GIVE ME MY MONEY! A BET’S A BET!”

“I was a bet?” you whispered softly, and yet still loudly enough for the three guys in the room to hear. They all looked up at you with mortified expressions.

“Fuck y/n-”Bakugou tried to speak up but you cut him off.

“Is that all I was to you?!! A FUCKING BET!?” It all made sense now. Bakugou had always so harsh to you and you always just assumed that it was his personality, but no. Of course not.

“Y/N please, hear me out-”

“No! FUCK NO!, WHY SHOULD I?! Bakugou did this past year mean nothing to you?! EVERYTHING WE’VE BEEN THROUGH! IT MEANS NOTHING HUH?! FUCK YOU KATSUKI BAKUGOU! FUCK YOU!””

Tears were streaming endlessly down your face as you turned around and ran to your dorm room. You could hear Bakugou running behind you but you didn’t care, slamming the door in his face.

He began to bang on your door, calling out for you but you couldn’t bring yourself to listen. You ran to your bed, buried your head in your pillow and cried your guts out. You really loved him. You really, truly did.And you thought he loved you too, but it looks like you were wrong.

~

It's been a day and your phone has been blowing up with texts and missed calls from your worried friends and now ex boyfriend.

BAKUGOU

5:43 pm

Baby 

Baby please listen to me 

11:24 pm

I promise I can explain

Please just listen to me

I love you, I promise you weren't just a bet

Please Y/N, Please!

2:23 am

My love just talk to me, I can explain

Littered in between those texts were over 20 missed calls. He had filled your voicemail with begs and professions of love but you couldn’t bring yourself to listen anymore.

Just as you were shutting your phone off, you were met with frantic knocking. You were about to shout at Bakugou to go away when you were meant with the voices of his two best friends.

“ Y/N, It’s Kaminari and Kirishima, please open the door, we have something to say.” Kaminari said softly through the door.

“GO AWAY!” You shouted back, voice hoarse from all the crying.

“Y/N Please, just let us talk to you and then you can do whatever you want. We just want to fix our mistake.” 

You sighed, dragging yourself and opened the door, ready to go off on them, but were silenced by the distress on their faces. They quickly made their way into your room and you closed the door behind them.

“Please make it quick” you said in annoyance, as they began to ramble back and forth

“Ok, please just hear us out.” Kirishima started.

“So, like a while back, Bakugou had a HUGE  crush on you.”

“So we made a bet with him”

“We told him to ask and we’ll pay him” okay, now they are losing you..

“Guys wha-”

“Listen, listen, listen, we didn’t do it to embarrass you.”

“We did it because we knew he wouldn’t have the balls to ask you out otherwise.”

“But he loves you Y/N, Bakugou FUCKING loves you.”

“Things only got messed up because of the bet we made with him.”

“Right now he’s a fucking mess”

“He was crying for hours and now he’s not talking, eating…”

“He locked us out of his dorm and isn’t talking to anyone.” 

You didn’t let them finish their rant and ran to Katsuki’s drom.You started to knock but were met with silence.

“Suki, please open the door.” You heard a bunch of rustling and the door swung open violently.

Your heart broke as you looked at Bakugou. His hair was a mess and his eyes were red and swollen from all the crying. 

You leapt into his hands and hugged him tight. He wrapped his hand around you and cried. He kept on muttering apologies over and over again. It was going to be okay, you two will be okay.

BONUS!!:

You two were laying in his bed as he rested his head on your chest, listening to your heart beat.

“So…you had a crush on me~~” you asked him

“If you don’t shut up right now I will fucking murder you.” he whispered, before snuggling deeper into you.”

“Sure honey, you do that.”

He was absolutely killing those two idiots.

Hiiiiiii~~ So I tried sum newww, let me know how you feel abt it. also, is it Bakugou or Bakugo because every time I pu Bakugo it auto corrects to Bakugou

© gojos-fr-bae

#bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #bakugo katuski #katsuki bakugou #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugou x you #bakugou x y/n #bakugo fluff #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou x reader fluff #bakugou angst

[shima-draws]

Hiiii I come bearing another OC design WIP, this time it’s YA BOY, the one and only protag boy (from this post!)

He’s a darkness/dragon elemental, the black on his hands and arms is permanent and happened due to an incident in his childhood. He was a bit self conscious of the way his arms looked at first but now he’s totally chill with it (and. When he uses his powers dragons scales sprout on his arms and glow and it’s sick as hell.) He is everything to me and I would die for him and he doesn’t even have a name. WHICH IS WHY I’m letting you guys pick since I’m settled on an “N” name but I’m indecisive <3

#I struggled so so much with this design but it turned out SO nice and I’m so happy with it. UGH just look at him. My fucking BABY BOY #Also his inspo might be a BIT too obvious but you know what. This is my house I do what I want #I can make my characters look however I want them to tee hee <33333 #Don’t say anything tho or I’ll beat you up. Let me have this. #ANYWAY. #Help me pick pretty please 🙏 #Polls #Poll #Among the Stars #ATS #Shima’s OCs #I couldn’t pick a design for Kai and now I can’t pick a nickname for this guy. Lol I’m a mess #Shima speaks #THANK YOU MUCH!!!!!

[meowjunjun]

omgg I love your writing sm <3 do you think you can do ball stepping with heeseung?

YES IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT and ahhh thank you hun!!! 🩷🩷

I’m really sorry this is like so bad I’m rlly rusty rn.. it’s short too I’m sorry 😞

Ball stepping w Heeseung

Includes: mild cbt, sensitive hee, praise degradation, teasing, a biiiit of begging and an even smaller bit of dacryphilia

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You knocked on the door to your apartment, finally back from work. It had been a long and busy day, and you couldn’t wait to see your sweet boyfriend Heeseung. It would be a lie if you said you weren’t needing him badly all day.

After waiting for only a short moment, the door opened in front of you. He was wearing a black tee shirt and grey sweatpants, an outfit he knew you loved to see on him.

You stepped through the front door, and he instantly pulled you in for a hug. “Missed you s’ much” he says, muffled as he buried his face in your shoulder. “I know baby, I missed you too. I’m home now.” You pull him closer to you with your hands on his waist, bodies up against eachother. You back him up against the wall, and pull him in for a heated kiss. He eagerly kisses back, all sloppy and needy. You can feel his bulge up against you due to how close the two of you were, so you discreetly slip your knee in between his thighs, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Heeseung.

His hands are pawing at your clothes as you bring your knee up higher, now nearly crushing his hard on. “Gh- mmf-“ he moans into the kiss, eyebrows furrowed and eyes scrunched shut as a bead of sweat rolls down the side of his face. He tries to use his hands to push your thigh back down, even just a little bit. You pull away from the kiss.

“Aww, what’s wrong Hee? Too much for you?” You coo into his ear before biting his neck playfully. “N-no- just… fuck, s-sensitive..ahn” mid sentence you bring your thigh back up to his crotch, harder this time. “So you want me to stop, is that what you’re saying?” You ask with a faux confused expression. He shakes his head profusely “Wait no m’ sorry, please keep going? Please? Want you to hurt me s’ bad, mhm”

“How cute… I suppose I can be generous today.” You grab him by the wrist and drag him to the couch, plopping yourself down on the edge of it. “Kneel” you spit, and he obeys quickly. “Good boy, Heeseung.”

He keens at the praise, shifting uncomfortably on his spot on the floor. You kick his thighs apart, as he watches shyly. You waste no time, and quickly give him a few swift kicks to his tight balls. He yelps in pain, but doesn’t dare complain. After all, why would he? Even he knows that as much as it hurts, he gets off on it either way.

He’s leaning back and using his hands to support himself, or at least trying to with how shaky he is, while you begin to press the sole of your foot against him. His pants are so uncomfortably tight, he can’t help but shift under your touch.

He’s struggling to stay quiet as you continue to crush his cock, pressing and kicking here and there. He’s so noisy, even with his hand over his mouth. His hair is disheveled and covered in sweat as he continues to let out sweet moans. “A-ahn.. m-more..”

You kick him in the crotch, much harsher this time. He groans in pain, hands flying to cover his hard on as it throbs. It’s nearly knocked the wind out of him. “Stupid bitch. Is that really how you ask?” You growl as you kick his hands away, proceeding to press your toes hard onto his aching balls. “N- nono, I’m so sorry… please, it hurts s’ bad” he whines through pants.

“Good. Dumb sluts like you deserve this type of treatment, right?” You say mockingly, as he eagerly nods and lets out a weak “mhm.. I’m just a dumb slut for y- shit” you interrupt him with a strong jab to his bulge, making his body jolt. You can tell he’s close by how he’s rutting his rips up into your foot like a dirty mutt.

“Aww poor thing, are you gonna cum so soon? Just from me stepping on you? So sensitive, yeah baby?” He meekly agrees with a “y-yes, wanna cum so bad.. please? M’ so sensitive when you hurt me, m’ sorry.. been so good, please please please”

“Mmm… I suppose you’ve been well behaved enough. You’ve taken it like such a good boy, Hee. You can cum.” That’s all he needed to be thrown over the edge, your painful presses to his sensitive pink balls making him cum in his pants; and hard.

Poor baby is spasming as you give him a few kicks to get him through his orgasm, tears pricking his eyes from the painful sensation. He’s moaning like a total whore, then soon enough whimpering from the feeling of the ache between his thighs going away. He can feel a sticky warmth spreading in his pants, the grey fabric of his pants darkening.

“Hah-.. again, please?”

#sub!idol #dom reader #sub idol #sub kpop #sub enha #sub enhypen #heeseung smut #sub heeseung

[hiskillingjar]

What do you think Strade, law, and ren would react to a bimbo type MC?

this is so fucking mean. how did you know i was into this??

OKAY WHATEVER, WOE NICHE FETISH BE UPON YOU AAAAA

ren 🦊

ren loves it. of course he loves it

mans is a cum brained hentai addict, of course he fucking loves you playing up to all his favourite tropes

he especially loves it when you pitch up your voice and coo and fawn over him. you sound like a little doll, it's just so cute!

(loves it even more when you do the same in bed and whine and squeal like one of his pornos lol)

cute outfits? skimpy clothes? an obscene amount of pink?? he'd love every second!! he loves high aesthetic anyway so he'd be more than happy to shower you with gifts so you always look pretty and perfect all the time

(and would totally want to pick out your outfits so that he could match lol)

he likes the heavy makeup too, especially if it gets messed up and smeared by tears, saliva, cum

he might even get a bit of a complex about it, especially if you played into the whole "tee hee i'm dumb and you're smart :3" part

like yeah actually, i AM smarter than you. you need me to look after you, don't you, baby? that's okay, you can just stay here with me and look pretty and enjoy being a dumb girl all you want ^_^

doesn't that sound so nice?

doesn't that sound so freeing, never having to worry about real life again?

awww don't fight me, babe, you just don't know any better!

lawrence 🥀

lawrence is. a little confused by it, honestly

like they know that you're playing this up. what are you trying to do? do you think i'm stupid, or something?

i mean law has kind of a complex about honesty, so they might be a bit. put off by you playing a role of some kind

besides, they want to break your brain by themselves. you doing it to yourself is no fun, is it?

in a brain break kind of circumstance though...

law would be super patient and take good care of you

your speech keeps slurring and you forget the words for things that should be obvious...that's okay though, they're there to help you. you don't need to think that hard when they're around

or maybe they'll just shut you up if it becomes too irritating, your dumb voice and your inability to even speak anymore. they have a pretty short fuse for that sort of thing

they might get a little tired of looking after a braindead doll, though...especially if some of your joints have been popped out

you'll just have to prove your worth in some way, the only way dumb dolls can...isn't that right, petel?

strade 🔨

H O R N Y

yeah strade likes it a lot too lmao

he picked it up pretty quickly though

the way you were dressed at the bar, the fact that you so readily trusted a total stranger. takes someone pretty dumb to do that...

so he takes a good long time figuring you out back in the basement?

is this just an act or are you really as stupid as you seem?

but you moan and whimper so sweetly, your voice slurring, and your brain blurred faster than he could have ever imagined

he has to keep you on, even for a little while, just to see what'll happen

considering his standing as the world's worst sugar daddy, you can dress up however you want and he doesn't have a word of complaint about it

especially when you get so upset when he tears your clothes off and fucks up your makeup when he fucks you. it's really irresistible though, your whines are too cute to resist!

might develop a bit of an ego about it (nowhere near as much as ren though, who definitely pushes his luck and fucks with you when strade's not around) especially considering how well his audience responds when he pushes a pretty girl into her rightful place under him

you're not much fun as anything other than a living fuckdoll though. you're too stupid for any kind of conversation, and you don't react nearly as fun to pain as he wants

but not like you care, even if you had enough of a brain TO care

you'll be his doll whenever he wants you <3

#ren hana #ren btd #ren x mc #ren x reader #lawrence oleander #lawrence btd #lawrence x mc #lawrence x reader #strade btd #strade x reader #strade x mc #headcanons #mc #don't look at me. don't percieve me #g-d this kink is so problematically hot. i love it

[in-som-niyah]

Hiii<3 not sure if you right sub!Jason todd but if you do could we get some headcanons?

If not could we get some breeding kink jason content 👀👀

tee hee yes u can anon im feralll for him coming home all tired but horny and letting reader take control.....

ANYWAYS

Sub!Jason Todd would include:

He's just itching to touch you, regardless if he's dom or sub his hands just need to be roaming the expanse of your body. However, if when he's subbing you restrain him, prepare yourself for him to whine. Yea I said it, Big Bad Jason Todd whines when he can't touch you while he's balls deep in you. He'll say things like

"ugh- please? I'll be- fuck- i'll be good" "Please baby I- shit- I need you...you're so f-far away "Ohhhh fuck let me touch you, I wanna touch you p-please?"

Contrary to popular belief, he gets shy when he's not in control. He keeps in his whimpers (unless he's about to come) and sparingly releases his moans. he's a little embarrassed honestly, subbing doesn't quite fit his brand. That is until you encourage him to be louder/are loud yourself and all of a sudden his "yesyesyes" and "ohh fuck you feel s-so good" are slipping out and he's all over the place, moans mixed with whimpers and whines, pleading at nothing yet everything at the same time.

Side note: you can't help but think about how pretty he is, sprawled out under you, sweat beading down his forehead and toned abs, cheeks flushed and head thrown back in pleasure...

Very self-conscious, but not in the way you think. He's confident and comfortable in his masculinity so him being a sub in that respect is not a problem. It's the fact that you're the only person who gets to see him as vulnerable as he is and it both makes him fond of you and a little scared. Underneath the mask and metal, he wants to protect the abandoned little boy inside, so him being subby with you is more than him relinquishing control during sex. His ability to be vulneraBle with you ultimately brings you both closer together.

Anyways, he would be eager and wide eyed, tracking your every move. He's always up to make you feel good, but he needs a little reminding that this is his turn to shut up and sit pretty. He's into restraints (not before making sure he could break out of them first) but makes sure theyre safety involved if he changes his mind.

He'll tell you to go slow at first, be it stroking him, taking him down your throat or sheathing him inside you, but that request doesn't last long. He's begging for more with phrases like:

"ohhhh right there yes fuck- right there for me baby" "m-more shit- more i n-need more please" "oh yea j-just like that fuck- I love you"

OVERSTIMULATION. no more needs to be said.

His pleas get breathy and desperate, broken and incoherent. So many

"I-I can't take it! please~" "g-gonna cum shit- please let me cum" "n-no please, I fuck- I can't hold it anymore g-gonna"

Aftercare is so stressful though, after all his (many, many) orgasms, he wants to take care of you. You literlly have to physically hold him down as you wipe at his hot and sticky skin, plead with him to let you get him a glass of water, beg him to stop holding you and take a hot shower you prepared for him. Even when he subs, he never stops taking care of you.

#jason peter todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd comfort #jason todd smut #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd x you #dcu #red hood #jason todd #jason todd headcanon #jason todd imagine #jason todd x black!reader

[pupyuj]

rei mentioned sugar is in the premises

okay but can we talk about how she would absolutely love having reader having an oral fixation.. like?? it’s not your fault that you just wanna give all your attention to her tits,, even when she’s on stage, giving a performance, despite trying your hardest to focus on her dancing you can literally just focus on her bouncing chest and she knows it AND LOVES IT???

also switch!rei thoughts but she’s either such a doll ready to be used and objectified or the caring praising mommy,,, wanting to be groped and titty fucked and ridiculed OR.. wanting to breastfeed you and pamper you while she fingerfucks you while she kisses your neck LIKE YOU GET IT RIGHT??

ask from suggy my beloved!! RRRAAHHH I HAVE TO DO THIS WELL OR ELSE I'LL DEACTIVATE 😤😤

i am a firm rei-big-boobies enthusiast as ya'll may or may not know and ugh.. i need her badly 🤤 switch!rei would be sooo cute tho?? as in her smirking and intentionally wearing outfits that show a lot of her chest to get you excited and then once you've got her alone she's completely at your mercy while you grope and squeeze her tits 😵‍💫 i just know rei would absolutely love having you leave hickeys all over her chest and tits and take pics of it... lowkey she can be such a troll (jiwon's influence istg) so she'd send them to the 04 gc just to show off and bring chaos upon wony and jiwon's lives 😭😭

mmmdsfhgfdh imagine coming home to a needy subby rei,, her climbing on your thigh the moment you sit down bcs she needed to be touched :(( pulling off her top and grabbing your hands, putting them on her bare tits herself.. stares at you with a pleading look that so cute to the point you don't bother to even tease her about how needy she was being! but she'd enthusiastically start grinding her cunt on your thigh without being told... whimpering at every little sensation she felt whether it was from her grinding or your hands.. and yes she can cum just from being groped bcs i said so!!

telling her to quicken her pace on your thigh so she does :(( watching her breasts bounce softly as she moved back and forth like the sick perv that you were 😵‍💫 even slapping her tits from time to time?? laughing at the way she'd whine and moan but she enjoyed every hit more than the next 🤭 her cumming on your thigh and she's sooo embarrassed 💔 but both of you know that she'd willingly do it all over again!!

rei also doesn't mind when you choose to make a mess on her chest tee hee 🤭 letting your drool spread while you sucked on her tits.. she absolutely loves how you'd look up at her and she could see just how obsessed you were with her 😳 oh, and since she already sends pics to her 04 sisters as a prank, why not videos as well?? reibear probs has an entire album of you just,, playing and sucking her nipples like a needy baby and she touches herself to them all the time—especially when you're separated for a while!!

if you were the super needy one, she'd definitely make you ride her fingers as a way to make you beg and beg for her boobs :(( "mhm.. baby wants mommy's tits in her mouth, hm? cum lots on my hand and maybe i'll consider even letting you touch them..." and then she gropes her tit herself just to make you whine and work yourself harder on her fingers 😣

now.. omg... the titty fuck part??? 😩 YA'LL KNOW I DON'T DO THIS OFTEN BUT FUUUCKKK this is so perfect for g!p reader EEHHEEHDK sitting on your bed while rei has her tits around your cock?? moving up and down while sucking you off at the same time she's actually insane?? again, her loving the sight of you literally drooling for her while she did what she does best 🫣 "a-am i... ummf.. doing good, mommy?" she randomly ask in the middle of her super awesome blowjob, knowing damn well you can't reply bcs you were too busy moaning her name 😣😣

and now the best part of the night.. cumming all over rei's face and tits with a cute squeak (which she soooo loved, by the way) and watching her lap up your cum obediently.. she's such a sight to see GAWDDD

#ive smut #ive x reader #ive imagines #ive x fem reader #ive thoughts #naoi rei smut #naoi rei x reader #naoi rei imagines #naoi rei x fem reader #naoi rei thoughts #rei smut #rei x reader #rei imagines #rei x fem reader #rei thoughts #girl group smut #girl group imagines #girl group x fem reader #girl group x reader #girl group thoughts #g!p reader

[angel-maybe-alive]

TikTok voice" tee hee would you read this book it's an adult beauty and the beast adult retelling..."

SHUT UP

SHUT THE FUCK UP

IS THE BEAST AN ACTUAL BEAST OR IS JUST ANOTHER FUCKING RICH WHITE GUY WITH ABS AND A SPIRIT HALLOWEEN LEGOLAS COSTUME WITH THE WORD "FAE" SLAPPED ON IT

I am so fucking tired of you cowards bitches disrespecting beauty and the beast oh my god just call it what it is, It is a fucking Stockholm syndrome bullshit again, that's it, you have a consentual non consent kink congratulations now stop calling it beauty and the beast when there's no beast

Hot guy is not a beast

Give it horns, wings, hooves make it monstrously big give it multiple eyes or teeth, tentacles and claws

Give me a protagonist who will look at an eldritch horror to make a fan of Lovecraft think "what the fuck" but she will think "hear me out"

Give me monster cock or go away you cowardly little pansy baby

#anti booktok #anti bookintagram #anti acotar #fuck this shit #beauty and the beast #my arse #anti sarah j maas #writing #books #unpopular opinion

[dahliaes]

eren yeager headcannons <3

content warning; FEET yes foot fetish eren there i said it, icky eren and fem!reader

eren loves you so much

youre reading a book and he starts rubbing your feet, you jerk away and say "eren no >:(" he starts to sulk and give you puppy dog eyes until you let him play with your toes (and then bury his head between your legs)

he begs you to rub your feet on his face and he

STARES at your little ankle bracelet until he takes it off with his teeth

eren begs you to baby bird beer into his mouth and begs you to brush your teeth next to him at night. eren likes to snuggle against you all day long, hes clingy and needy for attention. he lays on your chest and paws at your tits until he starts to nibble on them and you have to smack him with a newspaper to get him to stop

eren curls up into a little ball on the other side of the bed and does fake little sniffles when you wont let him fuck. he looks over his shoulder to make sure youre watching him :(

you have a hard day at work and he offers to give you a foot massage, he quickly realizes that was a BIG mistake because he is now rock hard with your feet in his hands

youre in missionary and hes holding your ankles up while giving them little kisses—he is GROWLING against your skin, asking if hes doing good while also asking if you fuckin' like it rough

you take a bath with him and he washes your beautiful precious sexy bare feet before anything and he gets so pouty when you dont let him touch them

little thing tee hee

"no eren no," you huff, pushing him away as he presses warm hard kisses onto your cheeks and puts his whole body weight on you-six feet tall, 180 pounds, belly full of love. he cant help himself, if he could be inside your pussy all the time he would

"but you're so pretty," he whines like a puppy, stuffing his face in your tits and nibbling on your skin

"you always wanna touch, you're an animal."

"please baby? please?" he looks up to you, green eyes full of stars and all the horrible things he wants to do to you; every place he wants to lick and touch and bite. he told you once you're his favorite meal, he said you're salty and sweet, bitter in the way that makes his mouth water, sour in the way that makes him pout and whine. he'd eat you alive if he could

and licking your pussy was the next best thing.

"please"

and thats all he needed to hear.

he gives you a little kiss, sweet mouth and flashy teeth pressed against your cheek, "anything you want."

he starts to bury himself beneath the covers, moving each of your limbs out of his way, ready to taste that ripeness thats dripping from between your legs. those sweet lips bite down your belly and leave kisses all over your thighs, you know he cant breathe down there; its too hot, too sweaty, too fucking slutty

"ren..." you breathe out as his hand starts to snake up your belly and up to your tits. he grabs on and shakes it, while pulling aside your panties with his teeth. hes got a mouth full of flowers.

"sensitive." he nudges his nose against your clit, that made you tense up faster than you ever couldve imagined. he finds your little fingers and holds them, honey smooth voice muffled beneath the covers, "needy, too."

"and crazy."

and then he kisses your clit. you stop breathing. and then he goes crazy

#here we go again #lol #eren yeager headcanons #eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren yeager #eren smut #eren jeager x reader #cw feet #aot smut #snk x reader