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bigbrainbiology · 2 years
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Another Mitsuba WiP <3
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(Artist's personal art twt for Villains are Destined to Die/Death is the Only Ending for a Villainess)
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xamaxenta · 2 years
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POV (Y/N) after coming back from a difficult hunt when you are approached by Commission Resources Chief Sabo, who informs you without mercy and too much amusement that there is no time to rest, the Commander requests audience immediately
You leave the Chief behind, bemused over his blatant sadism, he doesn’t mean to wish grevious harm to befall you but you are human and if the rumours were true, the wyverian chief did not take keenly to your kind
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aro-aizawa · 2 years
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usually i hate shilling out for a new thing to add to my collection bc i can never afford to buy it but the allure of collecting is too strong.
im not even mad this time bc i snagged the jewel in my collection
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elexaria · 2 months
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price is a good influence on the boys, always keeping them in line. its almost like theyre his boys, he doesn’t pass up the opportunity to talk about them with a proud growl in his voice. they dont know this, but he even has a tattered photo of the four of them in his wallet. he’s never settled down, never had kids, so even if theyre only around a decade younger than him, they’re like his own.
well, he’s almost always a good influence on the boys.
the new bit around the military campus, she’s a sight for sore eyes. the capt can’t help but clear his throat, one arm around her shoulder so casually. he’s a charmer, that’s for sure. “don’t let ‘em paw at you, yeah? you tell ‘ol pricey if these dogs bark at you, love, and i’ll let ‘em know who holds the reigns here.” he purrs in her ear, the rough timbre of his voice is enough to make anyone’s blood run hot.
the boys know better than to try and cuckhold price, after all, he’s kind enough to let them watch him as he flirts with the lil honey on base. their eyes watch keenly as he squeezes her arse as she passes by, a smug grin on his lips as she turns around with a playful gasp. he’ll turn his head, nodding with a grunt at the boys. “y’see that, lads? like putty in my hands, she is.” he remarks, and the boys guffaw like a group of schoolboys at how cool he is.
it gets even better when, after a year of casual dating, his lil lady agrees to let the boys in behind closed doors. “just let ‘em watch, yeah? poor boys dont get much action, it’s for morale i ‘spose. keeps ‘em fit and fired up.” he murmurs lowly in her ear, quiet enough only for her to hear. their dance is as old as time, his large hands dancing around her soft skin. her moans are like a siren’s call to the boys, it gets the hairs at the nape of their necks standing. hell, that’s not the only thing that stands to attention when price parts the glistening folds of her cunt, chuckling as he steps back to nod his head at the boys. “stunning, ‘ent she?” he growls out, a smug grin on his face as he leans on his side, dipping two fingers inside of her slowly while his thumb toys with her clit.
my god, you can HEAR the boy’s heavy breathing as they watch price toy with his girl, and johnny’s the first one to break the awkwardness by rubbing his erection through his jeans discreetly. price notices, and raises his eyebrows. “lads, the missus doesn’t mind if you rub one out. do you, sweetheart?” he coos as he crooks his fingers up inside of her, jamming the pads of his fingers up into the spongy spot where she likes it. she gasps, nodding as she looks over at how quickly the lads begin to unbuckle their belts, their cocks quickly springing up out of their confines. a symphony of grunts that harmoniously blend together with her gasps and mewls, and all are at the mercy of price. he continues to toy with her, to prolong her pleasure until, and it doesn’t take long, until the boys cum right then and there— thick ropes of cum spurting into their fists.
with a chuckle, price rises to sit on the bed, his hand now gently rubbing against her folds in a teasing manner. “right, bugger off you bunch of reprobates. give us some privacy, yeah?” he chuckles, motioning towards the door as they’re all quick to tuck their spent cocks in the waistbands of their boxers, quickly scampering off at the call of their captain.
the next morning, they’ll all sit round a small table, making comments about how good price is, how lucky they are to have seen that performance. “he deffo would let us shag her if we asked, ye ken.” johnny says quietly, leaning in close to the lads in a conspiratorial manner.
“johnny, stop thinking with your dick.” simon gruffly replies, shaking his head as to dismiss the silly notion.
“yeah, no way would he let us.” gaz agrees, a defeated sigh escaping his lips as he leans back in his seat. “she was fit, though.” he chuckles, rubbing his face as they all begin to impishly laugh at the memory.
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hello! i don’t know if you’d be up for it but maybe max with a shy reader? loved your lando series so much! xx
Little Mouse (Mouse series) - Max Verstappen
I actually love the dynamic of Max with a shy reader, he's incredibly protective and they're deffo the he talks while she listens type of dynamic. Also think I've gone one up on the shyness scale of the Lando series.
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Max has never been overly fond of his relationships being up for public scrutiny especially since he is so widely hated, the idea of it coming back on the person he loves in a negative way boils his blood just from the thought.
Y/n coming into his life, he knew from the moment he saw her that he needed to protect her and make sure they got into a relationship as soon as possible. So he wasted no time managing to get her on a date.
Her shy demeanour has earned her the nickname of "mouse" from Max, originally little mouse but he shortened it.
"Hey, mouse." Max smiles as she appears in the garage, having been hiding out in the Red Bull unit. "Everything ok?"
"Yeah, it's ok." She nods as he gently pushes her hair back from her face smiling at her while she shifts a little always easily nervous being the centre of his attention in front of so many people.
"Hi, y/n." Christian greets making her smile and wave at him.
Most of the team has yet to so much as hear her voice above a whisper. Max knows that they wish they could get closer to her and in some ways he wishes they got to see her the way he does. But the truth is she's not much of a talker. Max talks and she listens, intrigued by his every thought and word with a genuine look of interest. Which is either perfected acting or really her showing that she loves him so much that his rambling about all sorts of stuff that is mainly F1 or gaining related.
He does listen and make an extra effort to give her the time to talk when she does feel like it.
Not one of the fans or media have got evidence that she actually talks and some of them even think she might be a mute.
Max gets called to do something but ends up pulling y/n to stand with him, knowing she'd never actually admit it because she doesn't want to be a burden on him. But she prefers sticking close to him. Meanwhile, Max has admitted and said several times that he wants y/n close by and in arms reach at all times.
So while he holds one hand behind her back feeling her gently play with his hand as she focuses on her phone to pass the time.
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Y/n likes to find a quiet corner of Max's side of the garage, not sitting among the rest of the guests.
Right now they're in qualifying for Qatar and certainly not to y/n's surprise, Max gets P1. He does the usual post-quail interview for the top 3 positions before heading into his garage where he smiles seeing y/n in the holed up corner.
"Come on, we're going to my drivers room." Max states after a brief exchange with GP.
Y/n smiles standing up and taking his hand to let him guide her.
"You did good out there, how did it feel?" Y/n asks once they're in his driver's room knowing that Qatar is set to be a race, similar to or possibly worse than Singapore.
"Hot. I think I will be ok. Nothing I'm not trained to handle." Max assures her as he gets out of the sweaty driver's suit and fireproofs. "How do you think I did, mouse?"
"You did, amazing. As always." Y/n smiles softly as she shrugs off her vintage Red Bull Racing jacket which is probably one of her most cherished items that is probably one of her favourite things in her wardrobe.
Despite being the most silent WAG on the grid, but she's become iconic to a lot of fans for her jacket that she wears every single race weekend and is often spotted in even when they're not in the race weekend.
One thing about Max when it comes to y/n, since she doesn't have the interest of being in the spotlight. She is rarely shown in the media and Max has done a lot to protect her from most of the hard judgement that comes with her position in his life.
As Max showers, y/n sits waiting for him to be done as he talks through his shower about the qualifying and how it felt. How he feels about the sprint tomorrow.
He hates them. In fact his dislike is growing more and more with every one that passes.
It's only when he steps out the shower and y/n smiles using the towel as a method to hug him which leads to him leaning down smiling into a kiss with her.
"I'll get to the debrief and make it quick like usual. Then we can get out of here and back to the hotel."
"Sounds good. I'm going to grab something to eat...Do you want something?"
"Yes, please." Max nods while moving his hand up to tuck some strands behind her ear. "Are you ok?"
"You worry too much." Y/n giggles softly earning such a bright smile from her boyfriend you'd think she'd just given him the best news of his life. But the truth is that he really just genuinely gets that happy.
"I just don't want anyone to upset you." Max frowns while she smiles at him and shakes her head a little. "Come get me if you need anything."
He always says it, but they both know if she needs anything, the last thing she'll be doing is interrupting the debrief. She could lose a limb and she's sit silently waiting for him to finish up.
Max walks y/n to the canteen kissing her before he departs and heads off for the debrief.
Y/n seats herself at the window after she's grabbed a plate, choosing to people watch as they rush around the paddock. Mainly fans who have gained access. Some have even spotted her and obviously caught some pictures of her in the moment.
Max hates that people can't just leave her alone, but she knows it's just human nature to be curious about her.
"Mouse." Max states suddenly making her jump, knocking the table and her drink onto the floor.
"Shit." Y/n mutters rushing to pick up the glass. "Oh."
Max chuckles since her lack of talking means very rarely does he hear her curse and the softness of her voice contrasting the choice of words is always just a little amusing to him.
"Don't worry, mouse. I'll get something to clean it up." Max smiles while she frowns with a heavy sigh.
After it's cleaned up, y/n puts the food she got for Max in her bag and sighs with a smile when he practically snatches her bag to carry it for her.
Max says bye to most of the people they pass while y/n waves with a smile, heading to Max's car where he opens the door for her.
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Max has such a specific routine the night on race weekends, when it gets knocked out of sync he always has to nudge his quiet but seriously unorganised girlfriend back into the right step.
"Mouse, hurry up. It's bed time." Max states plugging his phone into charge as he drops down onto the bed. "Mouse!"
Y/n appears from the bathroom looking unimpressed by him actually shouting, not that it was out of anger or annoyance but he clearly just assumed she was purposely ignoring him. As she has in the past when he's rushing her own nightly routine to keep up with him.
"Yes?" Y/n questions making Max grin at her, the few times she gets short with him are few and far between but he can't help but find it a little bit funny.
"Come cuddle with me." Max instructs not in some cute and soft manner but as if he is following a step-by-step of a specific routine.
Y/n sighs climbing into the bed and smiling at the feeling of Max's body wrapping around her. Thankfully the hotel room has very effective air-con so the hot and humid night isn't effecting them. Otherwise y/n would definitely be finding the strength to push him away.
"Goodnight, mouse." Max whispers when he realises he's on the verge of sleep already.
"Goodnight."
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cheonstapes · 5 months
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omg plss do a miguel x bimbo reader im in love <3
miguel o'hara stars in... 'HANDY MIGGY'
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a/n ~ I. LOVE. BIMBOS!!!! thank you for the request sweetie, love you💗 miguel would deffo love a cute little bimbo, i just know it
summary; you don't know how to change your tyres. why would you? that's what your boyfriend's for!
pairing; miguel o'hara x bimbo!reader
wc; 1.4k+
cw; SMUT!!!!, breeding kink (can you tell i have a breeding kink), semi-public sex, fuckin on the car, reader speaks a bit of spanish, daddy kink, meanish!dom miguel, sub!reader, reader is a bit stupid, princess treatment!, reader is a bad bitch, overstimulation, squirting, orgasm control, teensy bit of aftercare, THEY'RE IN LOVE YOUR HONOR, nawt proofread - i cannot drive, yet.
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surely you weren’t that dumb? were you?
standing there in the 40° heat - wedge sandals, short skirt with your thong riding high on your hips, sweat-sheened tits spilling our of your cute little crop top. a girl always has to look her best, even when she’s about to melt into a puddle from the sun. doing things that required you to use your brain wasn’t something you did often, that’s what your boyfriend’s for! 
to be fair, you were never big on cars. barely passing your drivers test, and your daddy getting you your first car shortly after - you didn’t really want to drive around everywhere yourself, the pink porsche taycan collecting dust in your garage, being a passenger princess is the lifestyle now. unfortunately for you, your boyfriend - even though he would collect all the stars in the sky for you if you asked - refuses to let you put that car to waste. so now you’re forced to resurrect the thing, cleaning it up a little bit - and…you have to change the tyre’s. 
you even forgot about the punctures, after you accidentally drove over a few spikes in the road coming out of the wrong exit - sometimes you question why you ever qualified for a license. all the tyres were severely fucked up, deflated so much they look like they melted into the floor. your daddy gave you a bunch of spares in case (he knew it would) it ever happened. they were just so heavy, though. you weren’t built for lugging around fucking tyres - but your boyfriend is!!
so you called him, in the middle of the day, knowing he’s probably busy doing his big man job or whatever - but you knew he would drop everything to come and help you, this is an emergency girl! to no one’s surprise, he got there within 15 minutes of you ending the call, speeding into your driveway as he jumps out of the car. sometimes, you forget how mouthwateringly sexy your boyfriend is. 
a tight black compression shirt, matching shorts that clung to his thick thighs - black rimmed sunglasses matching yours pushing his hair back. not to mention the little grimace on his face from stepping out in the heat. “what’s up, baby? you ok? need me to get anything for you?” aw, he was so worried. he’s gonna be so pissed when he finds out what you really need him for.
“hi papito, so glad you’re here.” let’s try to sweet talk him a little bit, maybe it won’t be so bad if you give him a little love - the one thing he can’t resist. you hold his face in your hands, pressing a glossy kiss on his puckered lips. his brows furrow slightly, big hands resting on your hips as he pulls you close him, a low moan escaping him as he pulls away. “good to see you too, angel.” he had an amused smirk on his face, lightly caressing your ass under your skirt. “now, tell me what you need help with.”
nodding, you shyly take his hand in yours and lead him to the garage. it was a mess, to say the least - tools scattered everywhere, tyres rolling around where they’re not supposed to be, something that looked like grease spilled on the floor. “the fuck were you tryna do here, babe?” you smiled sheepishly, looking down at the floor before looking back up at him with round eyes. 
“…’m tryna change my tyres.” 
he rolled his eyes, placing his hands on his hips as he stared at you - an unimpressed look on his face. “god, you’re really a-
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- dumb, fuckin’ slut, aren’t you?” the hood of your car was covered in a mix of your shared arousal, drool dripping out of your swollen lips down your chest. “only good for taking this fat cock, hm?”
hard nipples rubbing against your windshield, body jolting violently as your boyfriend abused his cock into your cunt. he was stretching you out so deliciously, his arms under your legs to keep you stable. “m-miggy, mm- fuuuuck, ‘s too much!” he really didn’t care, not when you looked so pretty under him. secretly, he loved how much you would rely on him - seeing that look on your face when you’d ask him for help, shit if it didn’t make him so fucking hard. but, god did he love to punish you for it. 
“too much for your stupid, little brain, baby? y’re so cute, you know that?” nodding dumbly, you grind your hips back onto his, flipping up your skirt to slam your ass onto his pelvis so he can watch the cheeks ripple. miguel let out a low growl, slamming a hand down by your head so he can lean against your back, the other gripping your hip. “just wanna fuck you ‘till you’re nothin’ but a senseless breeding bitch f’r me.” his breathing was heavy against your ear, sharp teeth nicking at the sensitive skin. 
“you’d like that, wouldn’t you muñeca? quieres que te llene de mi semen. esta linda barriga toda pesada con mis bebés. wouldn’t let you raise a finger again, ‘m gonna do everything f’r you - since you’re too fuckin’ dumb to do it yourself, gorgeous.” he had such a mouth on him, didn’t he. that didn’t sound too bad, being a stay at home mum. as long as you don’t have to do anything, then you’d happily stay plugged up with his cum all the time.
his balls were heavy, smacking against your stiff clit as he worked your hips back on him. the sensations were overwhelming. every ounce of your body was feeling the pleasure, the reflection of his strained face through the windshield making you clench tightly around him. he hissed, smacking your cunt before gripping your neck and holding you against his hard chest. “stop fuckin’ clenching. if there’s anything that small brain of yours should comprehend, it’s don’t cum till i tell you to.” 
“papitooo- please, i need’ta cum - i can feel it, baby!” you, poor, poor thing. too bad he doesn’t give a fuck. he pounded into you even harder, blunt head bullying your cervix. he quickly flipped you around, pressing your back onto the car as he gripped your hips, grinding slowly into you. “hold it.”
angling his hips just right, he drove his fat cock deeper into you, coarse hairs tickling your clit. his fingers trailed up your body, ripping your shirt as he flicked your nipples, spitting on your chest to get them nice and wet. “y’re so pretty, mm, my pretty baby.” his balls tightened, cock twitching hard inside of you as his tip drooled all over your walls.
“gonna cum in your tight, fuckin’ cunt, babe - rub your clit f’r me, or is that too hard for you?” he was so cruel but so sweet. sadistically watching your shaky fingers work your aching clit as his pelvis slammed into you. “goood girl. squirt f’r me, muñeca.” he gazed deep into your eyes, big hands caressing your cheek. 
it all gushed out at once, a heavy stream jetting out of your and coating his chest as he let out a deep chuckles, plugging you up with his girth. he fucked you through it, pinching at your throbbing bud as you shook in his hold. “w-wait, miggy, ‘m too sensitive!” he grabbed your wrists, pinning them to the car. he let out a low snarl, covering you completely as he rammed deep inside. “quiet. keep that pretty mouth shut.” he didn’t realise how much that would set him off, his orgasm coming before he could even process it.
his whole body tensed up, ass clenching, fingers bruising your hips, hips jutting in and out of you - filling you to the brim with his cum. he was breathing sluggishly, pulling your hips down towards him to keep all his seed inside. “you…you did so good, baby. i love you, yeah? so much.” he whispered, leaning down to kiss your face affectionately. “i love you too, papito.”
you stayed there for a few minutes, wrapped up in each other as you found each others lips, making out smoothly on the car. you pulled a way, placing a hand on his chest - staring at the new tyres that he fixed on for you. “migs?” he nodded, kissing and biting your neck.
“how do i change the oil?”
-quieres que te llene de mi semen. esta linda barriga toda pesada con mis bebés - you want to be filled with my cum. this cute tummy all heavy with my babies.
-muñeca - doll
-papito - daddy
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-i wanna be a bimbo doll!
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wachtelspinat · 1 month
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i can't help but feel like my drawing days are kind of over. not entirely, i'll still be drawing from time to time. and deffo not because i want to. but i'm having this exact same feeling since mid 2022, since i was really struggling with my elective period, i kind of disconnected with art there and never truly found my way back. on top of everything that came after - moving, starting a job and working to be good at it which leaves such little room for other things because i can't handle my life well - there is just so much horrible shit going on. and i'm having a hard time comprehending it.
a part of me also feels very stupid for drawing one thing for almost 4 years now constantly, but another part of me knows "hey, but this makes you happy". it's a constant battle in my head because online spaces are like school grounds, and i don't actually wanna stand in the corner as that one kid that just can't shut up about that one character. but then again all i ever did was drawing fanart so... what does it. who gives a shit. be cringe and be free alright. but it kinda feels so hollow, esp. when you're at it for so long. a lot of mutuals move on. some are not even active anymore anywhere. and i wonder what happened. plus a huge chunk of the tone of the fandom has changed. also with the source material getting butchered so hard (since the release of ow2) it just kills the fun. playing this game used to be fun. playing this game was one thing that helped me getting through the last meters of university. it's like watching the downfall of the simpsons again without making the comparison too set in stone, just... this thing that used to be decent and nice and watching it getting ruined in real time (broken promises about pve, the recent gameplay changes?? the lore was fucked up from the start but they kind of tried, now it's just skins for 20+ dollars) while still having feelings for the characters is shit. anyway...
i recently went through a big folder of stuff i'd drawn at the age of 12-15 and there were so many fucked up but cool monster and cyborgs designs and just silly stupid stuff and all i could think of was that i felt so distanced from it, like i don't even know i think this is normal? because a lot of time has passed and a lot has happened and i knew i've drawn all this but i wasn't able to locate the person who did in my present me now and... it's just so normal that things move constantly forward but i feel like i missed huge chunks and passed a few stops and now i'm kind of lost.
i don't even know what i'm trying to say here anymore. i just feel sad because it feels like sth is slipping out of my grasp or sth has changed tremendously and i don't know how to make damage control.
i keep trying tho, i try to draw once a week at least. it's just like as soon as i take a step back and look at it i don't feel it at all. gonna continue tho, until it makes sense again i hope.
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mellinelli · 2 years
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((me when it’s my turn to reply in a certain small multifandom discord server: *rubs hands together* here we go!
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me looking at my drafts here: suddenly i cannot read))
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bangtaninborderland · 6 months
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MYG- I love you eternally.
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Summary: he hasn't been gone long but the space he left behind consumes you, thankfully you aren't ever really alone.
Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, sad fic, happy ending, COMFORT
A/N: this came to me after seeing an edit on tiktok of yoongi clips to fine line by harry styles (deffo listen as you read it makes you cry) this is very self indulgent. I miss yoongi an awful lot, he was my comfort person and it sucks that I can’t stop crying.
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The sound of knuckles tapping on the door pulled you out of your trance, you hadn’t even realised the movie you’d put on had finished, nor that your phone had been receiving numerous calls for the past god knows how long.
Reluctantly you shove off the blanket you had wrapped around you, it was a gift from Yoongi one winter when it was far too cold to sit in just clothing. The door is only a few steps away from the couch so it doesn’t take you long to finally open it.
“I brought foo-“Namjoon's mouth rounds into an ‘o’ shape. “You were crying.”
“Was I?” You frown reaching up to touch your face, sure enough, it was damp from the tears you’d shed. “Sorry, I was just a little out of it.”
“Let’s go inside?” He asks, raising the white bag up a little higher to remind you of the food he brought.
“Oh yeah, of course.” You shake your head stepping aside to let him pass. “I’m not really hungry.”
“Have you eaten today?” He asks, pulling out some plates.
You slump back onto the couch, pulling the blanket around you before shoving your face into the hood of the sweatshirt you’d stolen from Yoongis's closet. The smell comforts you. “I don’t know, I had breakfast or was it lunch…” you trail off, half-heartedly trying to recount your day.
“You can’t let yourself fall apart YN. Hyung will be worried.” He looks at you with a hint of concert as he passes you a plate of food. “Let’s watch something?”
“I- uh.” You really can’t stand the idea of noise right now. “Maybe not tonight?”
“Of course. What did you do today?” He questions, sitting on the other end of the couch, his own plate balanced on his thighs.
“Not much, I watched TV and read a chapter of the book yoon gave me.” You dug the spoon into the food, not really attempting to eat.
It wasn’t your fault you had no appetite.
“Was the book good?” He asked in between a mouthful.
“It… I don’t really know… I couldn’t get into it.” You shrug, bringing the spoon to your mouth.
“It’s 5 pm and you haven’t done anything today have you?” Namjoon sets his plate aside in favour of moving closer to you.
“I miss him.” You mumble, putting your own plate on the table.
Yoongi would have scolded you if he were here, always complaining that it would mark the table despite the fact you always used hear absorbent dinner trays but that was the problem…
Yoongi wasn’t here.
You don’t know what exactly caused it but within a second you were bursting into tears, everything you’d managed to hold together ever since he left a week ago falling apart. “I miss him, I don’t even get to fucking call him.”
“I know.” Namjoon shushes you as he brings your head to his shoulder in an attempt to comfort you. “I’m so sorry this must be hard for you.”
“It was so short notice he didn’t even tell m-me.” You hiccuped, bordering between the lines of angry and sad was never a good place to be but you couldn’t help it.
Yoongi had waited until the last possible moment to tell you he had received his enlistment date and when he had received it he was shocked to see a date only 4 days away giving you absolutely no time to mentally prepare yourself for him to be gone.
“It’s so fucking unfair.” You cuss, unable to do anything else with your anger at the situation.
Namjoon didn’t say anything, he couldn’t, he himself knew how ridiculously unfair it was but still, he didn’t regret the group's choice, it was the only right way to deal with the situation. “It will pass quicker than you think. You won’t be alone.”
“Joon soon enough you, Tae, Jimin and Jungkook are enlisting too. It’s not exactly like anyone else knows about me and Yoongi. Other people just don’t understand it.” Yoongi had made a joke two days before he left telling you to cry with other armys about it because they would understand but it was looking more and more appealing as the days went past. “I don’t know what to do with myself.”
Another wave of tears came just seconds later and this time there was no reprieve, anytime you nearly stopped a memory of him would pop into your mind and the tears would start again. You hated how it made you seem crazy, seem overly obsessive but you knew Yoongi would be missing you just as much. You’d become each other strength in all the years you’d been together so now he wasn’t here, wasn’t just a phone call away, it felt like you’d lost a part of yourself, it felt like you’d lost your strength.
That’s how you fell asleep, curled in Namjoon's arms, sobbing in longing for the man who taught you how to love.
Namjoon waited until he was sure you were fast asleep before slipping out from underneath you, draping the gifted blanket over you as he tiptoed to the balcony to take his incoming call.
“Hyung.” Namjoon smiles into the phone. “How are you?”
“As good as I can be, you didn’t tell her right?”
“No Hyung. Are you sure we really can’t tell her about you-“
“No Namjoon-ah I don’t want to get her hopes up, that will only hurt her more if it doesn’t get approved. I’ll tell her if she knows I can call and I don’t want to do that to her. How is she? How are you? ”
“I’m okay.” Namjoon responds. “She misses you.” He continues, not going u into depth about the small breakdown.
“I miss her too.” He breathes, his voice a little strained in the way it gets when he is very obviously holding back tears. “Is she eating?”
Namjoon nodded before realising Yoongi couldn’t see him. “I brought her food she just seemed sad. Are you eating Hyung? Sleeping enough?”
Yoongi laughs as though Namjoon has said something absurd. “The food is shit. I’ve got this fucking melody stuck in my head and I just know it would sound amazing for the vocal line.”
“Ah, Hyung.” Namjoon laughs. “I’ll tell them I’m sure they would appreciate the fact you’re thinking about making their songs already.”
“I’ll probably forget it by the time I’m actually allowed to work on music.” Yoongi huffs.
“I doubt it.” Namjoon hears shuffling, already knowing it’s you. “I have to go Hyung she’s waking up.”
“Make sure she knows I love her okay? I’ll call you again to let you know if it’s approved.” Yoongi rushes out before Namjoon hangs up.
“What are you doing?” You ask him, shivering at the draft coming from the open door.
“Sorry.” He smiles, stepping back inside and closing it behind him. “Just needed some air. So… how about watching something?”
You don’t hate the idea as much as you did earlier, your little thirty-minute nap helping you feel a little better. “Sure.”
You watch 3 episodes of some drama before declaring it a night, Namjoon insisting you eat before he left which led to you both eating an oversized pizza. It leaves you feeling a little less lonely, especially when he tells you just how much he too misses Yoongi.
Namjoon comes over again three more times that week, each day following the same pattern. The days he didn’t come you resigned yourself to laying in bed, looking through pictures and videos you and Yoongi had taken in the past few months.
Today was one of those days, those days where you missed him so much and felt so alone that you’d texted Namjoon not to come, told him you just couldn’t deal with being around anyone else right now, so it surprised you when the doorbell rang consistently for five minutes until you finally gave in.
You groaned, shivering as the floor felt cold against your bare feet. “Namjoon I said not to-
“You really shouldn’t lay in bed every day.”
You froze, too afraid to move, speak or blink in case the figure in front of you disappeared.
“Baby.” He sighed, dropping his bag inside the door before pushing you inside lightly. “It’s me.”
“Fuck.” You sobbed, wrapping your arms around him as tight as you could. “You’re here. How are you here.”
He laughed, the sound of it melodic to your ears. “I did extra time so my training finished earlier. They could t exactly say no.”
“I just- I can’t believe you’re here I thought it would be at least another three weeks before I could even call you.” You bring your hands up to his hair, despite it being short you still love it. “I missed you.”
“Baby don’t cry I’m here now.” He sucked in a breath, his own eyes pooling with tears. “I get to stay for four days.”
“Really?” You pull back to look at him properly, a grin breaking out as he nods.
“Really.”
Despite the tears trailing down your lips he leans in to kiss you, his hand at the small of your back a comforting presence. “I love you.”
“I love you too Yoon.”
The next four days passed much faster than you would have liked but as you dropped him off at the camp again things felt different.
You hated how quiet the house was without him, where he would normally be playing piano, watching a new show jimin had recommended or cooking with a glass of whiskey in his hand, there was nothing but silence.
You were almost ready to give in to your tears again until you spotted a letter on the kitchen counter.
The perfect writing on the envelope already tells you who it’s from, you don’t hesitate in pulling out the paper and reading it.
Hello, my love,
I snuck away to write this whilst you slept, I’m not the best with words although I’m sure by now you’re absolutely aware of that but still there are only things that can be conveyed by words. If I was allowed to I’d write you a hundred songs but I’m a little short on time so I hope this suffices.
I want you to know just how much you mean to me, just how much your presence has brought me happiness, strength and comfort. You often thank me for giving you strength but you forget that you are the sole reason I keep going.
You cannot let the bad days consume you, although it’s okay to give up and take a break, you can’t let that feeling consume you. There is always a tomorrow, always another chance and I know that you will never ever fail because I don’t believe in failure, every attempt is precious, and every time you try to get up - even if it isn’t successful - is precious and I am so proud of you for it.
In the moments you miss me do something nice for yourself, eat a good meal, read a book you like, watch a movie you find brings you happiness and before you realise it I’ll be back, spending every moment possible with you because you are my home.
I will always be here, write me letters, send me messages, take pictures of the things you see and do and share them with me. I’ll always be apart of your life, I’m not going anywhere.
I love you eternally.
You wiped away your tears, holding the letter close as though it were him. You let the words sink in and silently you made a promise.
You’d keep going and do the best you could, you’ll be the best version of yourself when he returns because he gave you the ability to grow much like water does a flower.
And even if you couldn’t say it to him, you were sure he knew…
You loved him eternally too.
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bellewintersroe · 7 months
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The last daniel fic was delicious. my brain has been working, Danny ric absolutely knows your full skincare routine just because of how much he admires you (I currently have six serums in rotation) so maybe one night reader comes back after a night out or something and doesn’t remember anything. So in the morning Daniel informs her that the skincare routine has not been missed and telling reader exactly what he used and how he used it, being so proud of himself. <3
Daniel Ricciardo x Reader Fluff ☁️
This is the cutest request ever, thank you sm!! Daniel is deffo to the type to look after his gf like a Princess (who even if he doesn’t know the exact names of everything) but I hope this is okay! <3
No warnings just Daniel being cute af and taking care of drunk!reader.
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“So I was thinking for next weekend we could- uh, babe, what even is that?” Daniel paused, frowning at the door as he caught sight of you using your Jade Roller Gua Sha. “My Gua Sha.” You casually responded, glimpsing back to him in the mirror before continuing with your daily massages.
“Whatt…” Daniel slowly spoke stepping closer and sliding a gentle hand over the back of your waist. That’s how he always was, so soft with all his movements with you. The look of confusion in your face made you giggle as you spun around kissing his cheek adoringly. “Six steps, babe. It’s all just skin care.”
“Ah okay.” He pretended to know what was going on, eyes roaming over the several bottles neatly stood up on the work surface. “What’s this?”
“Tinted moisturiser? You want some, stops your skin from aging so badly and gives you a tan.” Daniel leapt back seeing you ready to apply some. “I’m good!” He did not want any tan on his face. “Maybe I should start doing your skin care.”
“That’s okay, babe, I don’t really understand all of it.” He was right, it would be another six months of being together before he understood vaguely each step. He knew how important it was to you, those mysterious bottles travelled with you everywhere, he even found a couple things lingering in the fridge. That’s why when you came stumbling in drunk at 2am, Daniel knew exactly what he had to do. “I’m too tired to wipe my makeup off.” You slurred, sighing as you slumped over the edge of the sink. You’d brushed your teeth, that felt like enough for your tired out, drunken brain.
“Awww god, never thought I’d see the day you weren't doing all that shit to your face!” He laughed, already washing his hands in preparation. “Mmmh.” You lazily responded as he dried his hands, pulling your hair back with your fluffy headband to get your face clear. His hands messed with your hair slightly, swiping it back out of your eyes carefully. Drunkly, you’d press messy kisses to his face, in complete adoration of the sexy Australian that you called your boyfriend.
“Eyelashes.” You whispered, pointing it before pulling off the strips and sticking them onto the side. Daniel proceeded to use your makeup cleansing balm, being as gentle as ever as he massaged the product into your face, wiping it clear of the foundation and product. The eyes were particularly tricky, so he reverted to a makeup wipe. But with everything else he felt like a pro, cleanser, moisturiser, some weird thing you called ‘serum’, lip balm, hell he even took your literal contact lenses out for you.
You were a certified mess, borderline passed out at the bathroom counter, so when you woke up feeling a hungover mess, you were borderline concerned as to why your skin felt so lovely and fresh. Your fingers felt for any remnants of mascara or brow gel on your face, but felt nothing. Your lips were smooth as you rubbed them together and any greasy foundation from last night had been cleaned straight off.
“Mmmh.” Not thinking too deeply into it, you threw an arm around Daniel, wrapping his warm body closely to you to escape the chilly blow of the air conditioning.
“Are you hungover, baby?” The Australian besides you sent shivers down your spine with his husky voice. “Mmmmh, kinda.” Your eyes remained shut against his chest as he pressed a light kiss to your forehead. “I wiped your makeup off last night.”
“Thank you, Daniel.” You tiredly hummed, rubbing his chest in appreciation. “Full… full moisturiser and everything.” This caught your attention. You shifted, sitting up slowly so the blood wouldn’t rush from your head.
“Oh yeah? Is that why my skin feels so nice?” The two of you were caressing your face. “I think I did everything, babe. I’m becoming a master at this. I used your wax melt thing first, literally melted off your makeup.” He cleared his throat. “Then I cleaned. Twice, like you always do…” at this point you were climbing on top of his hips, straddling him out of the pure excitement that Daniel memorised all of this (even if the names of things weren’t exactly spot on). “Put on ya moisturiser, all those serum things, your lip balm, spot cream that I steal- I even rolled your face for more than two minutes with your thing.”
“Gua Sha?” You’d giggle, your heart warm with appreciation. “Gua Sha.” Daniel confirmed. “Oh, Daniel.” You swooned. “I do love you. You didn’t need to do all that. Weren’t you tired?” “Nah, it’s cool. I’m pretty sure I didn’t miss a step and now you’re still pretty, all because of me.” He teased as I nudged his belly playfully. “I take care of you that’s what I do.” He announced proudly as your grin would be widespread.
“I know you do. Thank you, baby.” He’d be so warm and cuddly, holding you into his chest with muffled groans, and oh my god he’d have the biggest smile on his face ever. He was high key so proud of himself for nailing each skin care step that he’d literally take over for you each time you would do it on an evening. Eventually he would nail all of the steps (and names) and eventually he himself could nail you in return!
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mangowafflesss · 10 months
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Imagine 141, ale and rudy teaching their girlfriend how to drive 💕
How proud would they be when you tell them you’ve passed your test 🥺
ugh if only I could drive but I'm too scared to actually do it and also broke (lessons be expensive man) I also don’t know how other people do tests outside of England so yeah it may be different for each country so sorry :/
Price
◈ I feel he's a good driver
◈ He would teach you with the most patience ever
◈ Makes sure you understand everything before even getting inside the car
◈ Makes sure to take you on plenty of test runs and also on the test routes
◈ He would be so happy when you come back from your test with certificate in hand
◈ Also kind of smug as he knows he was the one to teach you
Soap
◈ Chaotic driver, loud music, car is a mess, drives without his hands so often he forgets it doesn't turn on its own
◈ Him teaching you would also be chaotic
◈ Says shit like "Your not supposed to do this but..."
◈ Shouts at random times to turn or stop resulting in you either having a heart attack or crying
◈ When you pass he picks you up and spins you around
◈ Makes you drive him everywhere now
Gaz
◈ Very safe driver but likes to race people
◈ When he teaches you though he makes sure he's buckled in
◈ Doesn't try to seem scared but he clutches the seatbelt with his whole life
◈ Encourages you though and makes sure your comfortable with your decision to drive
◈ He was anxious when waiting for you to be done with your test but when he saw the smile on your face he knew it was good news
◈ He spoiled you rotten with gifts as a well done present for passing
Ghost
◈ Well...
◈ We all know how much of a shit and RECKLESS driver he is
◈ When he came to teach you he didn't know what was right he just pointed to the pedals and said "Clutch, Brake and Gas. Got it?"
◈ You both nearly got into many car accidents when you actually got onto the road
◈ He wasn't fazed and just said for you to continue
◈ Was happy and also surprised when you passed (it deffo wasn't from his teaching)
Alejandro
◈ This mf is also a shitty driver or drives like a grandpa
◈ Passenger Princess in Rudy's car
◈ He would teach you so well, you will know everything there is to driving in a couple days max
◈ Always looking at the wheel to make sure you’re doing ok
◈ Teases you when you stall it but then apologises
◈ He had prepared you enough and then when you passed your test he immediately went and bought you a car
◈ You said it was too much for him to do but he loves you too much
Rodolfo
◈ Same as Price - an excellent driver
◈ He didn’t want you to get your license as he loves driving you around
◈ He was proud of you when you learnt how to do something new, reversing, parking etc…
◈ Would 100% be talking about safety all the time
◈ He just doesn’t want to see you hurt
◈ Buys you two cupcakes one with condolences and one with congratulations
◈ Obviously was excited when he had to give you the congratulations one
◈ He ate the condolences one
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leanteam43 · 2 months
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"Reid's Dating The K9 Handler?"
(Dating Spencer as a K9 Handler)
summary : falling for Dr.Reid as a K9 Handler for the FBI
coloring : Morgan | Reid | Prentiss | Y/N | Garcia
pronouns : they/them | GN!reader!
warnings : Mentions of Spencer being taken hostage, I think that's all? If there's any more I'll update this !!
a/n's : HELP ME ITS POURING OUT - 🌿 | idk D:- 🎸 | EAT LOTS OF HEART SHAPED COOKIES - 🐇
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Morgan told him not too
"Reid you can't date the K9 handler" "Why not??" "They'll make you their bitch" "?? What??"
Y'all met at an FBI K9 Demonstration,
the BAU was there to show support (strauss deffo did NOT force them /s)
Reid caught one glance at you and was HOOOOKED
Love at first sight? No this man was whipped at first sight
Morgan and Emily caught on immediately
The teasing was BRUTALLLL
"Pretty boy's got a cruuuushhh~"
After the demonstration was over, Emily called you over to introduce you too
"Y/N, have you met my colleague, DR. Spencer Reid?"
Wing (Wo)men Morgan and Prentiss™️
One handshake and a smile and suddenly Mr. Chatter Box couldn't form a proper sentence
"You two actually have a lot in common! Joining the FBI so young and all."
Spencer tried impressing you by knowing facts about dogs but you knew way more, which ended up impressing him
Teaching him to say 'Belgian Malinois' properly.
"Mal-in-waa" "? Mal-inois?" "Nono-"
Eventually you two do end up in a relationship, after a lot of dates being cancelled (having no love life should really be in the job description)
Being polar opposites because you passed the FBI's physical test with flying colors and he had to get a free pass
Hotch letting you and your K9 come on certain cases
"Y/N's here??" "They work here, genius."
Break-room dates
"I'm surprised nobodies come in yet!" "I locked the doors."
Him trying, and struggling, to handle your K9 when you go on vacation.
"Y/N I've done everything you wrote and it's still bouncing off the walls." "IT??"
Spencer being the proudest bf EVERRR™️
Penelope thinking you two are the cutest couple in the building
"When are you two getting married?" *Cue both of you choking on your drink*
One of the many times spencer gets taken hostage TRUST you and your K9 are on the crime scene within the next hour
Park !! Dates !!
"Do you wanna try throwing the ball for (K9 Name)?" "Uhmm.."
Holding hands while walking your K9 :C
Spencer is lowkey scared of your K9 but in the "I know you could eat me if you wanted too, but I trust you won't" type of way
In conclusion,
i luv spencer reid spencer reid brainrot luv that silly little nerdy white man <3
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scart-t · 2 months
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Truly madly deeply in love
characters: zayne x reader a/n: im currently addicted to love and deepspace!! i deffo reccomend this game
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Zayne's cold and shy demeanor was evident as he monitored the machines in the hospital room. Y/n lay on the bed, still recovering from the surgery, and Zayne barely made eye contact as he adjusted the IV lines.
Y/n, noticing his distant attitude, tried to lighten the mood. "Zayne, thank you for saving my life. I guess being a Hunter isn't as invincible as I thought."
Zayne nodded without a smile, "It's my job. Nothing more, nothing less."
Y/n chuckled weakly, "You may be a brilliant surgeon, but you suck at cheering people up."
Zayne's lips twitched, almost forming a smile, but he quickly masked it. "I'm not here to entertain. Just focus on your recovery."
As days passed, Zayne continued to be the stoic doctor, never revealing the emotions that churned within him. When Y/n asked about her health, he spoke in clinical terms, avoiding any personal touch.
One evening, Y/n caught Zayne in a rare moment of vulnerability as he stared out the hospital window. "Zayne, are you okay?"
He hesitated before responding, "I'm fine. Just tired."
Y/n, realizing his reluctance to open up, decided to change the topic. "Remember when we used to sneak into old Mrs. Anderson's garden and steal apples? Good times."
Zayne's demeanor softened slightly. "Yeah, good times," he mumbled, his gaze finally meeting hers for a brief moment.
As Y/n's recovery progressed, Zayne's caring nature became more evident. He ensured she took her medication, followed her physical therapy, and monitored her progress diligently. Yet, he remained reserved, as if afraid to let his guard down completely.
One day, as Y/n was flipping through an old photo album, Zayne entered the room. She gestured for him to join her, "Look at this, Zayne. We were such troublemakers."
Zayne glanced at the pictures, a subtle warmth in his eyes. "Seems like a lifetime ago."
Y/n smiled, "But we made it through, didn't we? Like always."
Zayne nodded, "Yeah, we did."
It was during those quiet moments that Y/n began to see the caring side of Zayne beneath the cold exterior. As they reminisced about their childhood, she realized that his reserved nature was a shield, protecting a heart that cared deeply.
One evening, as the sun set outside the hospital window, Zayne found the courage to express his feelings. "Y/n, I… I care about you more than I show. I always have."
Y/n looked at him, surprised but touched. "Zayne, you don't have to be so guarded around me."
He sighed, "It's just how I am. But I need you to know that… you mean everything to me."
Y/n reached for his hand, "I've always known, Zayne. And I care about you too."
Their love story took a new turn as Zayne, still maintaining his cold and shy demeanor, continued to care for Y/n in his unique way.
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onlyjaeyun · 8 months
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I can’t stop thinking about angry sex with jake because someone was jealous and attention starved (real) but then reviving the warmest and softest aftercare, like him holding you close to his chest and playing with your hair and calling you his princess with his thick accent after saying and calling you the most vile and loathsome words imaginable to man. GAH DAMN IM SO DOWN BAD 🫠
-🗝️
URGH YES!!! (deffo not my best and barely any dialogue but mostly bc i have a similar full length fic in the making so stay tuned!🎀🧸)
— cw: jealousy, possessiveness, sugarcoated degradation, slight mean dom!jake, name calling but super cute aftercare
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It's so not like Jake to lash out or go absolutely crazy because of his jealousy because he's confident and trusts you, yet some people just like to test their luck and after the two of you hadn't seen each other in a while because you both got busier at work, he's been on the edge already and this particular night out was just the last push.
But he can't help himself. Not only has he missed everything about you, he also just had to watch the way one guy after the other asked for your number or to dance with you, suddenly turning one of his best friend's birthday party into an event he wished would have gotten cancelled.
Jake tries his very best to stay calm and composed but by the time you politely reject the fourth guy within ten minutes, he's made up his mind. He has to take you home and claim what belongs to him, there's absolutely no other way for him to get over these heavy feelings in his veins and to his luck, you're more than just happy to oblige.
To you, the drive home is comfortable and quiet, your shared playlist running quietly in the background as you enjoy the coolness of the perfect summer night, not realising your boyfriend's been tolding onto the steering wheel like his life depends on it.
By the time you get home, however, jaeyun is quick to let you know exactly how he feels. Gently pushes you against the wall in the hallway, pretty hand firmly wrapped around your neck as he presses his whole body against yours and you finally take notice of the bulge in his pants.
But you're not given the time to actually process it all, as jake pulls you into a sloppy kiss, sucking on your tongue and harshly biting your bottom lip until you're too weak to keep the strength in your legs and he actually doesn't stop you from falling onto your knees.
Jake's quick to unbotton his pants and gently tap the leaking tip of his cock against your cheeks and your pretty lips, his eyes hooded and dark as they watch the way you don't hesitate to wrap your fingers around his big cock and give his angey tip a quick kitten lick.
"Don't tease me, baby", Jake finally speaks uftee keeping quiet for over thirty minutes and you whimper as soon ss you hear his voice, "i'm not in the mood for more teasing. let me fuck that pretty face of yours yeah?"
Spends a good amount of time thrusting his cock into your pretty mouth, makes sure you take it all becaude he knowd you can, you're his good girl after, yet gives you the time to gasp for air every time you gently tap against his wrist.
Jaeyun's never been one to go too rough on you in bef but after gicing it a few tries both of you have started enjoying it to the fullest, establishing lines and rules, setting boundaries and quickly clearing out any questions to make sure it all goes smoothly.
And that's why he doesn't hesitate to push your face into the mattres, flipping your stupidly short skirt over your ass and revealing your pretty cunt to his hungry eyes, yet not wasting any more time on foreplay. Usually Jake never passes the opportunity to bury his face in your pussy but he can't take it anymore.
Every pore in his body is screaming for the feeling of your tight walls hugging his thick cock in ways only you've managed to make him feel, and before your fucked out brain can even handle every touch of his, you let out a loud gasp at the sudden stretch from his thick tip.
"J-Jaeyun", you whisper and reach around yourself to hold onto his wrist, only for him to take both of yours into one of his big hands and hold them against your lower back.
"You can take it, pretty girl", he hisses and pushes another inch inside of your pretty cunt, trying his very best to stay calm because even if he's mad, jake would never want you to be in actual pain, "gotta fuck and fill this pretty pussy up or I'm going to go crazy."
And that's when you manage to realise that this is not your usual boyfriend but a version you're rather not so used to, yet definitely take liking in whenever he does appear. Jake might not like his own jealous side, but you've come to love it because not a night like this has passed where he didn't fuck you to sleep from how eager and angry he was.
This one is definitely not an exception. His thrusts are harssh and fast, pretty hands roaming your body and roughly groping every bit of flesh they find as he lands spank after spank on your sore cheeks, pushing you deeper and deeper into the sweet haze of your pleasure. His deep grunts and guttural moans quickly meet your high pitched and breathy ones in the thick air of your shared bedroom and if it wasn't for the way he was pounding you into the mattress, you would have paid much more attention to his sweet noises.
Jake loses himself in the feeling of your tight cunt, profanities and promises falling past his swollen lips as he talks about all the things he wanted to do to yoj with those fuckers watching, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as soon as he feels you clenching harder around him because of his possessive words.
You have absolutely no idea how long he fucks you or how many times you cum before he does but by the time he finally pulls you flat up against his sweat covered chest, hand wrapped around your throat and hips quickly snapping up to fuck himself deeper inside of you, you're almost completely gone.
He cums with a loud, raspy moan if your name and three thick spurts of his cum coating the inside of your cunt in the prettiesg shades of white, leaving him absolutely breathless and finally ridden of all those negative feelings.
but he wouldn't be your jake if he didn't run you a bath and massaged your back afterwards, littering your whole body in kisses and praising you for doing so well and taking everything he's given you like the good girl you are. derinitely wakes you up to make up for his lack of head from earlier and also because he can't go to sleep without your cum coating his tongue, promising to go easy on you only for you to feel even more sore by the time you finally fall asleep in his strong arms 🥺
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chao-thicc-hcs · 9 months
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If you don’t want to do this it’s completely fine.
I wonder how tr characters would react when they overstimulation yn sm that she used her safe word 🧍🏻‍♀️🤸🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️ if so, please add sanzu ran baji 🤧🤧👀
a/n: tumblr keeps flagging and labeling my posts, so I will force myself to use "cock", cuz it will deffo be better ☠️
featuring: baji keisukue, sanzu haruchiyo, ran haitani
off to hornyland we go!
↳warning(s): idk
↳ALL CHARACTERS ARE 20+. MINORS DNI
↳reader is afab!
IMPORTANT! ON RAN'S PART, THEY BOTH HAVE TALKED ABOUT THIS BEFORE AND THE READER IS CONSENTING TO THIS!!!!
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Baji↷
He was angry today. Much to your own surprise, he wouldn't even soften around you, nor would melt under the way your hands cupped his face and brushed his hair, and he didn't want to talk about his anger. He just wanted to fuck you senseless. And you, of course, didn't mind it.
Shaking under his movements, your eyes almost doing a 360 at how rough he was, your legs felt like giving up and you were on the verge of passing out. Tears were rolling down your cheeks so thick and frequent you could see them dropping on the bedsheets. You were screaming, voice cracking from the amount of pressure you were putting on your vocal chords.
It was all too much, his cock was so immaculately hitting your g-spot, sending waves of pleasure over your entire lower area, his rough hand tugging onto your hair, other one squeezing your hips like you were going to slip away at any second. The bed was shaking, so were you, so was Baji.
-V-vanilla...!- you moaned out, and his movements slowed down. Baji leaned down and whispered in your ear, his eyes filled with worry and his voice softer than before
-Are you okay, dollie? Did I hurt you?
-Ah, no... just...
There was a minute of silence between the two of you as you tried catching your breath and stopping the tears from flowing down. Baji stopped what he was doing and hugged you from behind, placing gentle kisses on your shoulders and massaging your lower abdomen.
-Doll, should we stop here?
-N-no... I was just overstimulated, you were way harsher than usual. I just need a minute to calm down.
-'m sorry...
-Hey, don't stress it, I will be okay, I am calmer now.
Baji nodded and placed you to lay comfortably down once again, inserting his entire length inside of you, making you squirm, still sensitive from before. -'m gonna make you cum now, babydoll, but do tell me if I am too rough again.
-No, be as rough as you can get, my love, I can handle it now.-with your words followed an abrupt increase in his pace, making you arch your back and scratch his back, loud, lewd moans escaping your lips.
-I will make you scream so loud that our neighbors will be knocking on our door.
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Sanzu↷
You were supposed to be on a fancy dinner with his gang, chatting and eating inside a lavish restaurant, sitting on a huge, round table with an expensive, velvet tablecloth. Sanzu, however had other plans, and he had you sitting on top of him inside the toilet stall, riding his cock like crazy.
He couldn't take it any longer. How could you wear the sexiest silk dress known to mankind that beautifully hugged your body, emphasizing your tits and ass, and not expect Sanzu to get hard on the spot? Calloused hands roamed around your butt and thighs, wrinkling the once neatly ironed dress you wore, your panties were torn apart and thrown on the ground. Sanzu's face was buried into your tits, sucking and nibbling on them, leaving purple marks and bites, inhaling the remaining scent of your sweet perfume on.
-Just like that, babygirl, gosh - you're taking me so well, you're gonna make me cum so quickly.
He was big, and you barely fit him inside. Your hands were grabbing the fabric of his suit on his shoulders, your lips placed on his forehead, leaving lipstick stains. His thrusts were rough and harsh, the echoes of skin slapping wafting around the bathroom stall. Your hips moved in unison with his, and it felt as if you were seeing stars falling down in front of you. His eyes stared right at yours, smirking and enjoying the way your expressions change with every second he thrusts inside of you.
-M-m, Sanzu... deeper..
He managed to get his entire cock inside, filling you up so good, lewd moans and whimpers escaping your mouth, eyes shut and head arching back, exposing the skin on your neck he immediately latched onto. -You're filling me up so good, shit...-your walls were clenched around his cock, but you didn't want to cum just yet.
-Say it.
-Huh?
-Say the word.
He said in a stern tone, squeezing your ass tightly, leaving crescent marks. You bit your lip, hearing people coming in and out of the bathroom, embarrassed to speak up again, you didn't want to get caught. As soon as it became quiet once again, Sanzu thrusted harshly, hitting your cervix with force.
-Say.it.
-Daddy!-you moaned out, gritting your teeth.
Sanzu was riled up, his pace accelerated, relentlessly hitting your cervix over and over with his long, veiny cock. The light pain mixed with pleasure made your vision go fuzzy, sweat beads going down your forehead, lightly smearing the mascara and eye pencil you were wearing. Your hands were convulsing, your legs were trembling, unable to support your weight anymore.
-P-pe-ach!-you barely finished the word, and your legs gave up, you couldn't move on his lap anymore. Sanzu ceased his movements, letting go of your ass and helping you stand up. The pinknette helped you fix your dress in front of the big mirror in the bathroom, his hands wrapping around your waist in an embrace.
-You did so good, babygirl. Always making me feel so good.-he pulled you in for a gentle kiss, licking your lower lip
-So did you, Sanzu. I was just overstimulated.
-I know, now let's go to the others, or they will get suspicious. And keep your panties off, I will finish you off with my fingers.~
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It was around 2AM when Ran woke up from a wet dream, hard and sweaty. You were sleeping, your back facing him, wearing his oversized T-shirt and had his boxers on. The view just made him go insane, to the point where his cock was hurting and already leaking with precum. What a beautiful sight you were.
Ran slowly removed his and the boxers you were wearing, revealing the sight of your pretty pussy in front of him. His mouth filled with saliva, and lightly licked your entrance, just so he can get you wet properly, and his cock found its way inside of you. You just cannot miss how good he filled and stretched you, because he packed in girth. You woke up, a light purr escaping your mouth, still drowsy from the sudden feeling.
-Aw, my kitten has woken up, do you like it when I do this, hm?
Your clit never went unnoticed. His fingers made their way to your sensitive clit, massaging it slowly and sensually. You lifted your leg a little, moving with him. You could feel his breath on your ear as he moaned in a raspy voice, sending chills down your spine. The room was filled with the sinful mixture of moans and skin slapping. Silk sheets wrinkling under your bodies.
As your moans got louder, Ran's hips moved faster and faster, fingers still playing with your clit, stimulating you. His free hand grabbed your neck, squeezing it tightly, making you light-headed and drooling from your mouth. Manipulated under his touch, your drowsiness suddenly disappeared, your eyes widening at how close you were to cumming, but Ran's fingers worked wonders, and his cock was oh so sweetly hitting the spot.
-Ran, rose!-you moaned out and Ran stopped moving.
-What rose, exactly, my kitten?
-...white...
You had your fair share of Ran overstimulating you, and you loved it when he continued while your body convulsed under him, but just in case - white rose meant to continue, red rose meant period is near, and yellow rose meant stop. Ran smirked and his movements continued, but he began slower this time, teasing the living fuck out of you.
-Just you wait, I don't intend to sleep anymore. The night is ours.
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lovers rock 🫂 | ms47 x fem!reader
mick soft launching a girl and fans speculate its reader.. but really, is it?
childhood bsf to lovers 🫶🏻
notes: helloo!! new author here 🤗 this is my first ever book so please leave any suggestions on what i should fix and dont be afraid to correct me! English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there's any typing errors 🤍. Anyways let me know what you guys think and enjoy!!
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notes: So sorry if its too short 🥹 I tried my best to make it interesting 🤍 What do you guys think will happen? lmk in the comments section!! likes, reblogs and comments are so very appreciated 🫶🏻
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