#;wc. 674

[lycianlynx]

✧ where the delicate stops

assassin mastery drabble.

much has been taken from you.

your fingers knit together when you think about it, trying to keep the memories from falling through your fingers. you would rather die than forget, you think, the wrongs done to you. wrongs are wrongs are wrong, and forgetting means leaving it in the dark to go unseen, unjudged. your roots, your childhood, your home: you are the only one who sees the depths of these losses, in the knowledge the lone bearer.

it was tolerable, once. easy to bury and let be, like a time capsule whispering wishes into the earth. but even mountains erode, even earth breaks. what is a pair of shoulders in the face of that kind of force? those slight things can't bear the thunderclap of the highest order of theft, the pillar which breaks the childs back. the greatest heist, the easiest theft, the most unskilled and the most devastating.

life. it's life. of course it is. kick someone wrong, can't feed a mouth right, slip of the hand. easy as that.

and the way you remember it, it was unceremonious. unskilled. unjust, unfair, unforgivable—embers left in a forest, waste dumped in the water. monsters bearing down on an unarmed man, laughing and jeering. knocking him over like building blocks. blood on the dirt. blood on your garden. blood on those tenuous things you were starting to think about holding close again, for what is sacrifice and bearing all that weight but love?

blood on his robes.

what is sacrifice but love? you love and that's undeniable. you think about burns on your hands from a pot running too hot. you think about a sack of pilfered potatoes slung over your shoulder as you run. you think about plunging the knife in and in and in to make sure that lance doesn't rise again. you think about the saints and wonder if they'd accept a dirty little thief like you, lopsided and bloodstained. does love lead to this?

then why do you still want to love? you don't know. it's selfish. it's grotesque. but even if it's an uneven scale, even if your side is tipped too far down and drenched in sin, you wanted to. you still want to. you want that bright, warm thing you knew love at its best as again, even if you feel ground-down, raw and half-dead in it. o god, why do you keep the faith? why does love lead to this?

o god, is this what happens? is love to suffer and die? is it good to keep the rage, the remorse this close for something like love? is it good for love to be having the shadow of a mourner stand behind you, ready to take your hands and mind? what will that rage make you do? what will that mourner make you do?

in that, you aren't sure you care for what is good anymore. but love is good, isn't it? you need to be good to be loved, don't you? (this thought scares you.)

o god, so give me the bitter cup. it's easier to bear the conflict in silence. easier to bury it and draw that love into anger. easier to draw that love into burdens and memories. easier to do all this than to think of the root of it as love.

so you don't think of it when you draw the blade, the dagger, the notched arrow back. you remember the things taken from you, your roots, your childhood, your home. you think of father. you think of the blood; think in anger of seeing the echo of it elsewhere and find it repulsive. think that all that red's better off on your hands than anyone else's, anyways.

so to the grieving heart, this is right. ceremonious in the skill, fair and just. perfect cut, bulls-eye. clean kill.

really, just look at that. keeled over without a damn sound. noone will find this idiot for days, here.

hah. you've really become the worst kind of thief, haven't you?

#;wc. 674 #;tell me another story | drabble #honestly this backslides a bit into where he was mentally during fe6 #also mf is such an unreliable narrator im gonna beat their ass #chad stop thinking about your family challenge #im a firm chad should never class into assassin ingame truther but at toa i think hes processed his insane grief enough to stomach it now #sorry both their mastery drabbles as of now are this melodramatic but there was NO WAY i was wringing a normal assassin drabble out of them

[cherrylgc]

aiming but not hitting

the adventures of kim cherry - season 1, episode 2

the camera immediately is focused on cherry, the blonde laying on the ground screaming as she holds an arrow that’s in her stomach. and then it cuts.

“the blonde princess is here” she twirls her way into the camera, “it’s the one and only…. kim cherry! who cherish you all! and welcome everyone to episode two of the adventures of kim cherry” she shows the camera a smile. “i’m very excited to try something new, i’ve seen idols do this on isac before, it looks quite cool, but i’ve never gotten the chance to try it myself… guess i finally got that chance… yes today we’re” and she moves to the side, showing an archery target behind her “archery! let’s learn to shoot!”. 

“i don’t have much knowledge about archery besides what i’ve seen on isac, but with my limited knowledge, i know that i should not let my hair get in my way” and so the blonde puts her hair in a ponytail. “along with me today i have lee bin, who has played archery for…?” she looks at bin “thirteen years” he whispers and “thirteen years!” cherry says louder. “should i change my clothes or is this fine?”, “it’s fine” he nods. “speaking of my outfit, i think it’s time for an o-o-t-d!” she backs up so the camera can capture all of her. “i’m wearing sneakers, long grey sweatpants and a crop top that says ‘i love dogs’”. “do you wanna do an outfit of the day bin?” she turns to him, and he just walks out of range from the camera, “noted” the blonde says with a nod.

“should we get started?” the blonde asks and bin walks into the frame again. “i was thinking i could see you shoot first, and then you could try helping me learn it?”. the scene cuts, they’ve found their equipment and bin stands ready to shoot. cherry has taken the camera and it’s solely filming him now, “go ahead!”. the male shoots three times, hitting two nines and one ten. cherry turns the camera around, showing a surprised face “woah he’s good! do we think i can do that?”. the scene cuts again, now showing cherry holding the bow and ready to shoot. bin explains cherry how to do it, helps her position herself and shows her how to aim. “are you ready?” he asks and cherry gives a nod, she lets go and hits… nothing… she misses the target completely. she lets out a chuckle, covers her mouth with her hand “oh that was a bit disappointing. the camera shows her attempting two more times, both times not hitting the target before jumping to a compilation of cherry shooting and over and over again missing the target. dramatic music begins, they film cherry and the target, “will she finally hit it?” is on the screen, she shoots! and she misses! there continues a compilation of cherry missing. the compilation stops as cherry runs off to get her arrows back. running back to the camera, she holds an arrow broken in half “how did this even happen?!”. “ah bin, film me! i have an idea for an intro” and it cuts to the same scene as the beginning of the video, cherry laying on the ground screaming as she has the broken arrow on her belly. she sits up, laughing. 

“should we try again?” the blonde asks though they’re both a bit tired by now, bin gives her a nod though. cherry finds the bow and arrow again, and the dramatic music starts once again, she shoots and… she hits! she hits the black part which well, isn’t very good, but she hits! “we got to stop the video now, it is not getting better than that i promise you. bin also looks completely drained by now”.

“thank you for… today… which was, oh my… i don’t know how to explain… but thanks for watching this week’s episode of the adventures of kim cherry! as always, i’m kim cherry who cherish you all!”.

#it's been put in...➔ queue #cherrylgc #shine bright on ! solo #shine bright on ! the adventures of kim cherry #lgc:personalchannel #wc: 674

[dr-felitas]

you could have anyone you want - aventurine

synopsis: sometimes you can't help but wonder why aventurine chose you, out of all people, as his lover. 

pairing: aventurine x reader | fluff with vv light angst, hurt/comfort, mention of habits such as peeling of skin and biting your nails | wc: 674 ; drabble

a/n: i feel like this is a bit choppy, sorry in advance </3

“aventurine, why’d you choose me as your lover?” 

you glance over to where aventurine currently is. his right arm is loosely draped over the back of the velvety arm chair as he swipes through his inbox, archiving old mails and then tending to the newly received ones before shooting you a look of concern. 

“how’d you think of that now?” he laughs quietly and the corners of his mouth slightly quirk up at your question. did he not make it obvious enough, that you’re the only one for him? the thought makes him flinch, if there is one thing aventurine would never want it’s you feeling unworthy.

“and.” he hesitates. his breath is slightly ragged, as he starts to pick at the skin of his digits on his left hand - a habit he does when he’s nervous. the loose skin bothers him, he wants to rip it off fiercely. it hurts, but what hurts more, is seeing you anxious - it makes his heart ache.

he gulps before reluctantly elaborating. “is it bothering you?” his words are draped in utter solicitude and his eyebrows are furrowed as he bites the insides of his lips firmly while studying your face for any signs of uncertainty. “like profoundly bothering you?” he asks softly.

the insides of his lips are bleeding and he can feel the bitter taste of iron seeping into his mouth. the thin layer of skin above his finely trimmed nails is gone, he peeled it off. he no longer needs to bite his nails though, neither when he was nervous or in times of need, when he was starving. it’s impolite and viewed as disgusting. (he can still remember the earthy and foul taste of dirt that was covered beneath the nail beds - somewhat nostalgic; somewhat awful.) 

but does it really matter when it comes to you? (has any pain ever mattered when it came to you?” - no.”)

“no, it's just curiosity.” you lie through gritted teeth as you try to maintain a somewhat felicitous expression, forcing an awkward smile that falters at the corner of your mouth, onto your face.

“there’s nothing that i detest more than lying. you know that.” he reminds you bitterly. (lies are unfulfilled promises, vows that weren’t ever kept, empty words.) he gets up to where you’re at, comfortably lying your back against the headboard and softly stroking one of the critters the two of you recently adopted. the small critter only purrs in response to your tender touches, nestling against your body as you continue to pet it.

the mattress slightly dips as aventurine sets his hand, followed by his body, down. “please, tell me what’s wrong.” he pleads as he holds out his hand, placing it near your hand, not going further than touching your fingertips. (he’ll let you decide if you want to hold onto his hand - if you give him permission to touch your delicate body.)

don't lie to me, please.

“aventurine it’s just that.” your voice slightly breaks. “it’s just that i don’t feel worthy of being your love - worthy of your love and adoration, in general.” you admit in a hushed tone as you slowly snake your hand towards his, intertwining the two of them. instantly, almost by habit aventurine quickly laces your fingers together, tightly entwining your hand with his.  

“what makes you think that?” belittling or invalidating your feelings is the least he’d want to do, so he carefully squeezed your hand, not once or twice but thrice. it’s become a small pattern the both of you do when the other is nervous, telling them that they’re here. it’s a sign of reassurance.

“you could have anyone you want.” your admission is no louder than a whisper and aventurine needs to make sure that he’s not hearing the wrong things. 

him being able to have his way with anyone he’d want? isn’t it quite the contrary? you’re everything aventurine isn’t, everything he admires in a person - everything he’d wish to be.

“that's funny. i’ve always thought the same about you.” 

azul azul AZUL!!!! @azullumi something dedicated to (y)our lovely honey blonde uhm guy!! yeah... haha... ANYWAY. in the past month you've helped me a lot in my writing but also like mental/developing journey as a teenager. the words you tell me, the experiences you recall (like you being in the hospital - LIKE WHAT), the warm vibe you give off - they make me feel at ease, they make me feel seen and understood, they make me smile. i think i often tell you (in those notes) the same things, but they're utmost important for me to mention because i just want you to know how special you're to me and not just your words. you, yourself are very special to me. i'm very very fond of you, just so you know. i often think to myself "oh azul would like this." "azul would laugh so hard at this." etc. but i also often think about you and your words, i get so happy when i see your messages popping up on my screen i try to answer them asap because who knows when you'll be gone?!??! (NOT IN A DEAD KIND OF SENSE BUT OMFG MAKE UR DISCORD STATUS ON, STOP BEING ON INVISIBLE.) i often recall your words and the advice you give me, it makes me smile but another thing that also makes me smile is your smile. i'm pretty sure i've already told you this once but your smile is so bright, so bright it rivals the rays of sunshine that light upon us. perhaps you're my sun, my blessing that came along the way and makes the cold and hard days easier for me. melting the snow that hid me from the many things unbeknownst to me and revealing yourself to me. just you. whom else do i need? /j/lh. i love you a lot user azullumi <3

© DR-FELITAS 2024. stealing, copying, translating, reposting my works on other platforms or feeding them to ai is not permitted.

#—stellaronhvnters. #felis-files #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail fluff #hsr fluff #aventurine x reader #aventurine fluff #aventurine headcanons #honkai star rail #aventurine imagines

[diejager]

Yandere Pyramid what if he gets reader pregnant Just go crazy with this hahaha

(IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE I DON'T KNOW BUT WITH HIS AMOUNT OF CUM I WOULDN'T DOUBT IT)

Paring : YANDERE Pyramid Head x fem!reader

Cw: smut, possible NON-CON/DUB-CON, tentacle tongue, possessive behaviour + sex, breeding, pregnancy, creampie, belly bulge, tell me if I missed any.

Wc: 674

He'd go wild at the idea of knocking you up, watching your soft stomach bloat with a new life and your breasts swell, nipples leaking milk that he could suck until his kid came out. He'd fuck you until you get pregnant, stuffing you with his cum and his cock, keeping every little swimmers inside your bulging heat. He liked watching you strain around his girth, walls twitching and closing tightly around him, your cries echoing under his metal pyramid.

It's a ritual, every night, any spare moment, he'd have you sprawled under him, rutting his length into your red, swollen cunt until you grew limp, a little cumdump for him. His bulbous tip kissed your cervix, pushing against your womb's entrance and pumped generous load after generous load into your warm, fertile womb, a virgin to childbirth.

Whether he had you under him, pounding away the hours of the night - or day if he felt like it - over him, riding his thick and veiny cock until your slick covered his whole abdomen, or against a wall, rattling the structure with his punching thrusts when felt especially feral; he made sure to cover you in his musk, body smelling of him with reminders of last night, dark bruises marring your skin.

They were brandings of the finest he could give (other than his seed branding your spasming cunt as his little cockdrunk survivor.) to show others who you belonged to. He's had his possessive strikes, growling at killers and survivors who got too close to you for his liking, waving his broadsword and shaking the ground in strong ripples.

Pyramid Head was exceptionally possessive, being a creature of grief and regret created for a sole purpose, granting him nothing to his name or soul to own. Such a situation makes a person - any person - possessive of their things, like a child deprived of toys and love, they grow possessive and careful.

And to add a child, some would think he'd hate his child for taking most of your attention, your affection and your time, but this child was from yours and his blood, a creation of yours. It was the second thing he could call his own, a living being - beside you - he could care for and nurture, it played with a more domestic side of him. It would simply mean he'd take more drastic and scary measures.

Just a big, broad Pyramid Head growling at anyone with his equally big toy in hand, truly the scariest guard dog in The Entity's world (Guard dog privileges+).

Extra: during the pregnancy

Man is oblivious to the struggle of women, especially pregnant ones. Mood swings and odd cravings make him scratch his head in confusion. Was it safe to eat pickles, then peanut butter and tuna in a sitting? Would it be bad if you woke up in discomfort and your stomach was ready to empty itself?

He's as clueless about childbirth as a baby, every step had to have help from The Nurse and The Doctor, both having some experience with pregnancies in their previous lives. Reluctantly, he'd call for them once he sees you hunched over a bowl, puking yesterday's food. If there was a step-by-step book about pregnancies, perhaps a 101 tips about pregnancies for noobs, Pyramid Head would need it, he needs all the help he can get.

He knows not fuck you, naturally, for the safety of his child. That, however, doesn't stop him from pleasing you, using his thick fingers to pump and curl into your upper wall and flick your swollen clit when your hormones act up and you get horny; or he'd tonguefuck you into overstimulation, with his tentacle-like tongue that slithers from under his mask, long and wet. He's agile with it, twisting his tongue in every sense and curling it into a ball to fuck you.

He's talented with his cock, his fingers and his tongue, nothing can stop him from caring for your needs, he's skilled in many ways.

#yandere x reader #pyramid head dbd #pyramid head x reader smut #pyramid head x reader #pyramid head #pyramid head smut #dbd smut #dbd x reader #dbd fanfic #dead by daylight smut #dead by daylight x reader #Dead by daylight pyramid head #dead by daylight #dead by daylight x you

[clockwayswrites]

Totally not writing about Tuesday on a Thursday

Masterpost wc: 674 cw: attempted mugging

“Look, dude, I have seven dollars and fourteen cents in my wallet. I know that because I had to buy lunch on campus today and I have no idea how I’m going to make seven dollars and fourteen cents last the rest of the week,” a voice said from the alley that Jason was approaching.

A voice that was becoming very familiar over meals and passing each other on the stairs.

“What’s in the fucking bag?” a different voice croaked. “Hand it over.”

“My notes from class and binders of engineering diagrams. It’s worth even less than seven fourteen. I don’t even have a working pen in there, dude, the last one exploded in my hands this afternoon. Do you see how blue my hands are? That is not natural. I hope you know that that is not natural.”

Was Danny really being mugged and talking back to the mugger? This guy was a disaster. Jason moved quietly as he approached where the alley started.

“You’re a fucking liar, hand it over!”

“Okay,” Danny said with forced calm. “Just taking the bag off…”

There was was a heavy ‘fwack’ followed by an ‘omph’ of pain and the distinctive sound of a body hitting the ground. Jason gave up being stealthy and sprinted around the corner. Hopefully the mugger hadn’t gone for anything vital. His place was stocked with first aid, they were close by, he could—

Danny’s head shot up from where he was standing, bag dangling from his hand, over the prone body of the mugger. He smiled sheepishly. “Jason, hi!”

“Don’t ‘hi’ me, Tuesday! Are you okay?” Jason asked. He nudged the mugger hard with his foot. He only got a groan in response.

“Oh, yeah. I mean I’m still broke and tired, but what else is a college student?” Danny said breezily a he shouldered his bag again. He ran a hand through his long bangs, pushing them back. “But I’m fine— he didn’t even nick me with his knife!”

“You still shouldn’t argue with a mugger like that, it’s a good way to get stabbed,” Jason said, taking Danny’s hands and checking that he hadn’t actually been slashed. Jason wouldn’t put it past Danny to hide injuries, “and you don’t want to be stabbed.”

“Yeah, it really sucks. It took me weeks to heal last time I was, I kept ripping my stitches open,” Danny said breezily.

Jason had to close his eyes and take a breath. How was this guy alive? He grabbed the knife the mugger was using, folding it up and tucking it away, before he rooted through the man’s pocket.

“Um, Jay? What are you doing?”

“Looking for his— there!” Jason pulled out the rubber banded roll of cash and tossed it at Danny who almost most fumbled the catch. It was sorta precious how he looked down at it, eyes all wide in shock.

“Call it emotional distress compensation. No way you’ll find who else he robbed and he sure doesn’t deserve it.”

Danny cocked his head, several emotions running across his face before he shrugged and shoved the cash into his bag. “Guess I get to still eat this week!”

“Tuesday,” Jason said. He reached out and tilted Danny’s head up by the chin so that their eyes met. “If you ever don’t have enough to eat, you come to me, alright?”

“I don’t want to—”

“Tuesday,” Jason said more firmly. “I like cooking. I always make extras for left overs. I won’t have anyone in the building starving— I know what that’s like. If you don’t have enough to eat or the energy to cook or anything else, you come to me. There’s always food at my place. Now be a good boy and say you understand.”

Danny blushed and nodded, his head rocking in Jason’s large hand. “I understand."

“Good boy,” Jason said with a smirk. He let his thumb brush over Danny’s cheek before he dropped his hand. “Now come on, I don’t trust you get back home in one piece.”

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AN: Jason continues to despair over Danny's self preservation. Danny continues to blue screen over Jason. It's been so fun to get to explore the Jason/Danny dynamic as opposed to the Red Hood/Danny! It's turning out nothing like I expected LOL For how willing Hood is to be put on his knees by a feral Danny, Jason sure enjoys taking control of this soft nerd. Idk, I'm just going with it!

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[xfgpng]

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 —

— : [ nsfw ] infidelity, fluff, fingering, cunnilingus, size kink, unprotected sex, pet names, mutual pining (not really angsty) + breeding kink

— : wc : 674

it was so wrong the way he made you feel. your body had tingles all over, goosebumps rising along the inside of your thighs and your arms. you couldn’t even bring yourself to feel guilty because he was willing and ready to make you feel good.

better than he could ever make you feel. you were certain your boyfriend, his best friend, didn’t even care about you during sex. he seemed more interested in getting his dick wet before he’d pass out and then get up to play his games.

“you always smell so good baby” bokuto groans, kissing your clit before sucking on it. he always did this when he was between your legs, ready to give you anything and everything you asked for.

“hurry” you pout, feeling frustrated from not being able to see him all week. you needed him so badly but he always loved to appreciate every part of your body.

“i know baby, let me have this yeah?” he grins, licking his lips as his eyes roam your bare body. he loved how beautiful you looked laid out on his sheets. “god, your body is so beautiful”

you try to cover your face, feeling overwhelmed but he grabs your wrist.

“don’t hide baby, let me see your pretty face” bokuto smiles, “don’t you wanna see me when i fuck you?”

he doesn’t give you a moment to respond, ring and middle finger slipping inside you easily. your body feels on fire, legs shaking from the intensity of his rhythm. he moves his fingers fast, enjoying how fast you’re approaching your high.

he loves watching you. you take it so well every time and he never feels bad about wanting you in anyway he can have you.

he leans down to kiss your pussy again, tongue flat against your slit as he eats you out. he loves the taste of your pussy.

he takes your hand and places it in his hair, silently encouraging you to grip. you pull a little harder than he anticipated but he moans, sucking onto your clit once more as you ride his face.

“that’s it baby, cum on my tongue” he groans, his tongue joining his fingers.

you moan was louder, legs shaking and threatening to close around his head if it wasn’t for his broad shoulders. he was just so big and it always turned you on to see how easily he could manhandle you.

he grins, lips and chin shining with your cum and you pout, once again trying to hide your face behind your hands.

“ready sweet thing?” he spreads your legs and he rubs his cock through your folds. he was so big and veiny, always stretching you out to your limit and you loved it. you could feel him in your stomach for days.

“no condom” you say when he goes to get one, “please, need to feel you”

he could cum right there. he knows you’ve never let your boyfriend fuck you raw and he’d complain about it to their friend group. bokuto didn’t like the way he disrespected you and it’s why he was ready to please you whenever you wanted.

the first thrust is always slow and gentle. saying he was big was an understatement and he would never hurt you in a way you didn’t like or ask for. your pussy felt so soft and velvety, so wet from how turned on you were and it took everything in him not to cum just from bottoming out.

“fuck ko” you moan, high and needy and he snaps, gripping your waist hard enough to hurt as he picks up a steady and fast pace. he knows you like when he’s gentle but your favourite was always like this. when he fucked you like he didn’t care for you.

like you were nothing but a toy, little cock slut who would happily open up her legs for him even when you had a stupid boyfriend.

“gonna breed you” he bites your jaw, “you’ll feel me for days”

#[ 🪼 ] xfg writes #bokuto koutarou #hq bokuto #bokuto kotaro smut #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto smut #bokuto kōtarō #bokuto x fem!reader #bokuto x you #bokuto x reader #hq bokuto smut #haikyuu bokuto smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu bokuto x y/n #haikyuu bokuto x reader #haikyuu bokuto x you

[daydreamingyuta]

Teddy Bear | Haechan

teddy bear  [ted·​dy bear] (noun) An object of great comfort and solace. summary: fluff, drabble, bf!haechan comforts you because you've been feeling inadequate and unworthy of his love. wc: 674

You really didn’t know why you struggled with this so much. You would think that after so long of your boyfriend showering you with love and praise, you would have felt better about yourself. It’s not that you think Haechan is lying, you can tell his words are always sincere, but a part of you just cannot see what he sees in you, no matter how hard you try.

You two are on the couch watching a show, but you’re not really paying attention. Your head is laying on his lap as he absentmindedly runs his fingers through your hair, distracting you completely. At some point, Haechan also stopped paying attention to what’s on the screen because he’s looking down, admiring you while also wondering what was going on inside your head. That’s the thing Haechan found himself constantly wondering. 

He wonders what you’re thinking when you spend a little too long inspecting yourself in front of the mirror.

He wonders what you’re thinking when your eyes wander to other girls while the both of you are out.

He wonders what you’re thinking when you refuse to make eye contact with him after he compliments you.

“...Baby,” Haechan says softly. You look up at him with a smile on your face. “Hm?” You hum.

“You look so pretty today.” He tells you. Immediately, you pick your head up from his lap and stare straight ahead at the screen. You thank him, but you get the same sinking feeling of inadequacy you always get. 

Of course, Haechan sees this in your face, even though you’ve tried to turn away from him. He takes a second, trying to think of the best words to say next. “Baby... you never look at me when I compliment you, almost like you don’t believe me.” He says, in the softest voice you’ve ever heard from him because the thought of that kills him inside.

You really don't know what to say to that, you never want to lie to Haechan. “Oh I-”

Before you could finish your sentence, you feel Haechan's hands on you, gently pulling you down so that you're on your back and he’s hovering above you.  “I never know what’s going on in your head.” He says, pushing your hair behind your ear while you still refuse to make eye contact.

“Please look at me baby” He kisses you on both cheeks and gives you a soft smile. “my prettyy babyy.” he draws out the words, smiling down at you. He’s so close to you that it’s impossible to look anywhere else but at him. You can’t help but smile up at him, your heart filled with nothing but love towards your sweet boyfriend. 

“Promise me you’ll tell me what you're feeling? So that we can work through this together, so that I can make you see that you’re the most beautiful girl in the entire world to me.”

You nod your head knowing that he means every single word he's saying with his whole heart. "It's just hard for me to believe that sometimes Hyuck and I hate it. You're the most perfect guy I could have asked for and I don't feel worthy of all the love you give me." The tears falling before you could stop them following your unexpected words of vulnerability.

Haechan leans down and gently kisses your tears away, one by one. "I never want you to feel like that sweetheart. If you only saw yourself the way that I see you. You're the most precious person to me, the love of my life, y/n. You make me so incredibly happy." He rubs his thumb on your cheek, looking at you with nothing but love in his eyes. "Please never question how I feel about you. I couldn't adore you more."

You take a moment to process his words, giving your heart time to accept them as truth. "I love you Haechan."

He presses a sweet kiss onto your lips. "I love you, y/n. so so so much."

#haechan #nct 127 #nct #fluff #k-pop #drabble #imagine #nct dream #nct scenarios #fanfiction #fanfic #established relationship #haechan x reader #haechan x you #haechan x y/n

[namazunomegami]

emperor!sukuna x imperial concubine!reader

a/n: part 2 of my self-indulging mess. I had a lot of fun writing him and his drabble got finished way before I developed the whole plotline for Geto lol. I'll try to complete Gojo today or tomorrow and Toji is in the works yaaay!!

Also, I'm so surprised my Geto drabble got so many notes in such a short time!! I wouldn't expected people to be remotely interested in my writing but now I'm getting confident.

And finally, I can guarantee that this reader is gender neutral.

Likes and reblogs are appreciated <33

wc: 674, I know, I know, Geto got the princess treatment from me but sometimes less is more <333

cw: historical AU, scheming, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of sudden infant death syndrome, betrayal, accusations of abortion, execution, nudity, mentions of poisoning, suggestive

credits: i used a colored manga panel instead of a fanart but I have no idea who did the coloring so feel free to help me credit their work. And again, my precious @notveryrussian did the proofread, luv ya mwah <33

MDNI PLEASE! I'm gonna find you and kick you in the butt if you do. If you’re not comfortable with dark content or anything mentioned in the warnings just scroll, there's nothing wrong with that.

His mandate of heaven is very different from Gojo and Geto. Sukuna is a ruthless tyrant, he enjoys crushing any nation he deems either threatening or undeserving to even exist next to his borders. His palace is a snake pit, full of betrayal and backstabbing. Executions are frequent and he needs no valid reason to sentence someone to death, he enjoys the bloodshed and the sight of lifeless bodies. You can’t survive that place acting kind and humble. Sukuna specifically torments his concubines physically and mentally for the sheer enjoyment of it.

His court is probably the most competitive. You need to be as ruthless as he is, you need to become a schemer. One of his high-ranking consorts takes you under her wing. She lets you spend leisure time with her, and somehow, she ends up telling you way more sensitive information than she should. She once managed to give him a child, but the infant sadly died days after they were born. She complained about how hard that pregnancy was and that she’s afraid of going through it again, even though she’s attached to him. And not long after this conversation, she fell ill. Retching out everything she ate, her stomach burned and ached. She was so weak her cycle was two weeks late. She trusted you enough to have you fetch her a specific herbal tea to ease her pain and grant her some dreamless sleep.

And that’s the moment you decide you’ll use everything you know about her to cast her down and take her place.

You accuse her that she’s pregnant but wants to abort her baby. Your story is so intricately constructed from all the details you knew that his officials are on your side without hesitation. She watches you horrified, desperately telling him that nothing could be so far from the truth. Sukuna decides to believe in your words and orders for the consort to be executed. Finding pure joy in how she wails and begs for forgiveness. At the execution, he studies your face, every little detail and reaction and you were aware of that. It’s time to impress him. Your face is still, you don’t even flinch when her head is severed by the neck. The eunuchs come for you at night.

He loves and loathes this tradition at the same time. The servants want to protect him, so they deliver you stark naked to ensure you won’t carry any weapons. Fools, as if a weak and trembling creature like you could ever hurt him with a mere dagger or a sharpened hairpin. Yet it makes you look like an offering. A sacrificial lamb. Maybe because you are.

Some primal instinct tells you to balance your inner strength and innate fear of him. Pull back your shoulders, straighten your back, don’t even think to conceal your private parts. Let your fingers quiver and the sheer dread in your eyes seep through. He mocks you. Almost laughs at you while sitting comfortably on the intricately carved shelf bed, wearing a loose bright yellow robe, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. There’s no reason for him to not do this though, he’s a god, the son of heaven, therefore, everything about him is perfect.

The first thing he asks you is if you’re satisfied with your pathetic attempt to improve your position. You don’t dare to tell him that you feel the guilt rotting your insides. He confesses that he was poisoning her meals, he wanted to watch her wither away slowly and enjoy her suffering, but you ruined his plans. He might spare you, you’re a stupid little thing, you couldn’t have known. He warns you that you need to do so much more if you want to be on his good side. You need to be absolutely despicable to earn his praise. Though you feel content having reached your goal and getting to spend a night with him, somewhere deep down you hope you can leave his chamber in one piece or, at least, alive.

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[luvjoshuahong]

next door surprise - yjh

☆ featuring: next door neighbor!jeonghan x fem!reader ☆ tags: fluff. no kissing or anything just a cute birthday surprise and jeonghans confession ☆ wc: 674 ☆ a/n: happy birthday to @tangylemonade ! this fanfic is in response to this request you sent for your birthday<3 also not proofread at all and a little bad since im sick so i struggled writing this

your birthday is soon.

you always celebrate your birthday with your 3 close friends but this time they’re all traveling somewhere. not having any close family either, you decided to not celebrate at all.

drowning yourself in your school work for the weeks before your birthday seemed like a better idea. you often met your neighbor jeonghan in the library and you ended up telling him about your plans.

you and jeonghan had became good friends over time. as you live right next door to him, you both would go to school together.

you were outside one day looking around for something to eat when you got a message from jeonghan

han💫 hi ^^ sorry for the short notice but do you think i could stay in your guest room for a week? i had a pipe leak in my apartment and they said they need a week to fix it :(

y/n ☆ sure! i’ll clean it up when i get home and you can stay starting from tonight<3

han💫 thank you!!! you’re a life saver <3

as soon as you got home, you cleaned up your guest room and freshened up the guest bathroom. by the time you were finished, jeonghan knocked on your door with an overnight bag.

“thank you so much, i can’t explain how grateful i am that you let me stay”, jeonghan expressed as soon has he walked in.

“anytime! i never mind helping out my favorite neighbor”, you tell jeonghan while laughing and leading him to his room.

jeonghan sets his bags down and you leave letting him settle in. you show jeonghan around your kitchen and tell him he can stock up on food he likes. you also let jeonghan know you might not be home much for a few weeks since you’re caught up with your studies but he can keep a spare key so he can let himself in and out anytime.

the week goes by in a blur and you hadn’t thought that jeonghan would do anything for your birthday even though he was staying in your house. the night before your birthday you had gotten home just before midnight as you took a long walk to freshen your mind. when you got inside the house was dark so you assumed jeonghan had already went to sleep. you walked into your kitchen to take some leftovers when suddenly jeonghan switches on the lights.

“surprise!” jeonghan and joshua scream with a cake and gifts in their hands.

“joshua?! when did you get here and where had all this come from!” you knew joshua since he was jeonghans best friend and you shared a class with him. you were shocked to see that jeonghan and joshua prepared all this for you.

“jeonghan spoke about how you were spending your birthday alone so he came up with a plan to surprise you! i told him i would help with the gifts and decoration since i thought it was sweet he was doing this for you”, joshua said while you looked at everything in awe.

all 3 of you spent a good time until joshua had to go home since it was getting pretty late and jeonghan had decided he would go home that night.

“thank you, jeonghan. i appreciate everything you did for me today”, you expressed to jeonghan as he was packing his things.

“anything for you, y/n. you’re a dear friend to me and i didn’t want you to spend a day like this alone”, jeonghan said with a soft look in his eyes

you walked jeonghan to his door to show your gratitude when he suddenly started speaking, “maybe one day, we should have dinner together. i really enjoyed tonight and hope to spend more time together”, jeonghan said sincerely.

you told jeonghan you would clear your schedule for the weekend and you were looking forward for your date. when you get to bed, you’re thankful jeonghan asked you out as your secret crush on him could now lead to something more.

☆ end notes: this is not well written i'm so sorry </3 i was sick when i wrote this so it's not too good but happy birthday to lemon! also thank you to my soojin for giving me the idea for the fic since i have a crazy obsession with neighbor/roomie han

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[deluwoo]

Part 1 of ???: You, a kitten, and a boy

pairing ▸ joshua x gn!reader genre ▸ fluff, slow-burn, mutual pining warnings ▸ school, malnourished animal (kitten) wc ▸ 674

kyrin's notes ▸ I'm planning to make this a multiple part series, but i'm not too sure how many parts i should write. Let's just see where you and Josh's story goes! pls enjoy :>

It was an overcast day. The sky was gray and the air was cool and heavy. You were walking home from school when you saw a kitten, lying down on the bench at the bus-stop. You could see its ribs, its stomach bloated with worms and fleas all over its fur. You couldn’t help but feel sorry for it. Before continuing on your way, you gave it a bit of the luncheon meat you weren’t able to eat and some water.

The next day, on your way home, you noticed that the kitten was still there. Luckily, you had some food to give it, so you gave it your leftovers and some milk. Day by day, that became your routine. On your way home, you would leave some food and water for the little kitten. Until that day. Waking up late, you forgot to pack lunch, so you just ate the food from the school canteen. Of course, the servings weren’t very big; that’s why you had to pack your own lunch everyday. While walking home, you were feeling bad for not being able to give anything to the kitten, until you saw him.

He was feeding the kitten. You had seen him at school before, you were even in the same batch. Racking your brains, you tried to remember his name. Joshua. That’s it. The shy boy who sat a row in front of you, to the right. Come to think of it, you’d never really heard him talk, and here he was, petting and feeding the kitten you’d come to consider your own.

Joshua didn’t even seem to notice you, engrossed as he was with making sure the kitten ate. That is, until you accidentally stepped on a twig, catching his attention. He suddenly looked up at you. In that moment, you couldn’t help but think of how much like a deer trapped in headlights he looked. Fortunately, his bus arrived and he hurriedly climbed onto it. The very next day, you saw him at school. Of course, like always, you ignored each other. Although, today felt slightly different. Before, when you ignored each other, it was always because both of you were busy with your respective friend groups, or schoolwork, or other things. Today, however, you found it surprisingly difficult to ignore him. You really wanted to talk to him for some reason. What would you guys even talk about? You don’t know his interests, and he doesn’t know yours. So, you went on with your day. Good thing you remembered to pack your own lunch today, so you can feed the not-so-skinny-anymore kitten. 

As you were changing your shoes, you felt your friend tap your shoulder. “What?” You asked.

“Why’s Joshua coming here? We don’t even talk to him.”

You looked up, and there he was, awkwardly making his way to you. You stood up fully and lifted your eyebrow. When Josh stopped in front of you, neither of you could keep eye contact. Then you heard his quiet, kind sounding voice. “Good thing you remembered to bring extra food today. I noticed you forgot yesterday, so I fed the kitten for you.” What? “Oh. Um, yeah. Thanks for yesterday, I guess.” You reply, slightly confused.

You notice his ears reddening and he quickly goes back to his friend group. “What was that??” Your friend asks. 

“I don’t know either, to be honest.” You reply.

That awkward (and admittedly adorable) interaction told you a lot. He knows you feed the kitten everyday, he knew you forgot your lunch yesterday, and he knows you made sure to pack lunch today. 

You shake your head and get on with your day. When you get to the bus-stop, you feed the kitten, like always. You can’t help but think of Joshua. How did he know that you feed the kitten everyday? He noticed that… he noticed. Before now, you were always a passive presence in each other's lives. But now, you're finding it a bit hard to keep him out of your head.

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[gunilslaugh]

Hello! How do you think would it be to move in with Xdinary Heroes as a couple and share an apartment with them? 🥺

Hi! Here's your request!

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Summary:When you and Xdinary Heroes move in together as a couple.

WC:674

Warning:grammar

photo not mine credits to owner.

Gunil

Gunil was so excited about the two of you moving in together. Taking tours of different apartments together to find one that suited you both. The thrill of finding the right apartment and purchasing it together. On moving day Gunil wouldn’t let you carry the boxes he deemed as too heavy because that’s what his muscles are for. Unpacking and setting up your apartment feels very domestic. Gunil lifts you up to place items in high places, completely ignoring the step ladder. Once everything is all unpacked and settled you and Gunil collapse onto the couch exhausted, but also ready to begin your next chapter as a couple.

Jungsu

Jungsu has thought about moving in with you for a while, but was a bit nervous about bringing it up. He worked up the courage one night to do it. 

“Y/n what if I didn’t have to go back home?” Jungsu broadly asked. 

“You know you can stay over whenever you want Jungsu,” you simply replied.

“No, I meant what if I lived here, with you,” he clarified with a slight pink hue on his cheeks. 

“You want to?” You piped with a smile.

“Yeah I want,” he smiled back. By next week you were moving Jungsu’s things into your apartment. It felt right, natural, and now you get to see eachother everyday. 

Gaon/Jiseok

The topic of moving in together started out as a joke. Jiseok was complaining about how loud the construction being done by their dorm was, so you one-offly said “Just move in with me then,”. However after you said that Jiseok started to think about what it would be like to actually move in with you. Flash forward two months later you’re helping Jiseok pack up his belongings to take over to your now shared apartment. The moment feels a bit surreal, seeing Jiseok’s stuff mixed together with yours. 

“I’m home!” Jiseok yells happily after getting back from work. You came over to greet him, he’s never been so glad to be home.

O.de/Seungmin

Your lease on your current apartment was coming to an end when Seungmin brought up moving in together. It did seem like it was the perfect time to move in with one another, so that's how you found yourselves apartment hunting. Before you knew it you were both talking about how to arrange the furniture in your new shared apartment. Seungmin never thought that he could be so happy over throw rug placement, but that just shows how excited he was about living with you. Doesn’t say it but he is ridiculously happy about seeing your clothes next to his in the closet.

Junhan/Hyeongjun

Hyeongjun has been staying over at your apartment more and more recently. You didn’t mind this of course, in fact you quite liked it.

“If you’re going to be staying over so much, why don’t you just move in?” You told him. Your tone was joking, but you were also being serious.

“Are you serious? Do you want me to move in?” He questions.

“Yeah I like you being here, so if you want to,” you told him. A few weeks later you were organizing Hyeongjun’s stuff. Hyeongjun couldn’t contain his smile as he set his toothbrush next to yours. Moving together was a big step in your relationship, but he was more than ready to take.

Jooyeon

“What if we lived together?” Jooyeon randomly blurted out one evening while you were eating together. You laughed at first because of how random it was, but you noticed that Jooyeon seemed to be serious.

“Do you really want to?” You asked. Jooyeon nodded.

“It sounds nice. I want to live with you. See you after work. Go to bed and wake up with you,” Jooyeon tells you. The idea sounds nice to you too. Maybe it was a bit of an impulsive decision, but it turned out to be a really good impulsive decision. You and Jooyeon couldn’t be happier than right now, living under the same roof.

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[tbmunson]

Little Harrington; Kicks - Steve Harrington x Pregnant!Reader

Summary: Steve is jealous that he hasn't felt the baby kick yet, even though all of your closest friends have.

Warnings: Steve whining, Pregnancy, fluff.

WC: 674

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You and Robin had been hanging around your house, just watching TV while Steve was at work the first time she felt the baby kick.

"Hey, put your hand right here." You instructed, as you pulled your shirt up. You pointed to the side of your belly that was fluttering.

"Whoa, that's amazing." She smiled up at you as her hand rested gently against your skin.

Steve had just stepped away to the bathroom, leaving Eddie to man the front counter at Family Video when he felt her.

"Oh!" You grunted slightly as you reached for his hand. "Feel that."

Eddie allowed you to place his hand on the under part of your belly as she stomped hard. "That's fucking weird. Does it hurt?" He looked at you, eyes wide as they could be. He retracted his hand after only a couple of kicks with an unsure look on his face. That had been enough for him.

Dustin had shown up at your house to wait for Steve to give him a ride to the trailer park.

"Dustin, come here." You ordered, ushering him quickly. "Give me your hand." You added as he came to a stop.

"What? Why? Oh! That- that's uncomfortable, actually. Thank you." He was sarcastic but didn't move his hand until she stopped moving. He had the most intrigued look on his face.

Steve groaned loudly in annoyance. "I just don't understand why she's let everyone else do it but when I try she stops like immediately." Steve pouted as his hand rested on your unmoving belly.

You chuckled and shrugged. "I don't know, love." You replied, resting your hand on his.

"It's not fair." He whined, laying his head on your shoulder.

"Let's go for a walk. You know she's more active when we are." You suggested, making a move to stand.

"It's November, Honey. It's like forty degrees." Steve stated, tugging you closer to him.

"One lap. It'll get her moving. Come on."

"Alright fine." He sighed, standing first then helping you from the couch.

The two of you slipped into your boots and stepped outside into the cool fall air. Steve intertwined your fingers as the two of you started your walk around the block.

"I can't believe you're having my baby." He smiled, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand.

You couldn't help but laugh. "Steve, I'm over halfway there and I already look like a balloon. You better get to believing it soon." You chuckled, squeezing his hand gently in yous.

"I know. I mean I do believe it. I'm just- It's so surreal. Like I can't wrap my head around the fact that in just four months we're going to have a baby." He draped his arm over your shoulder, pulling you into him with his fingers still laced with yours.

You smiled, taking his arm from around you. "Isn't it exciting?" You asked, placing his hand on the side of your belly where the baby was kicking.

Steve's face lit up like a kid on Christmas. He dropped to his knees, much like he had when you told him you were pregnant. "Oh, my god. She's excited too, aren't you, Robin Eloise?"

"I'd say so. She never kicks this long." You chuckled, moving his other hand to a higher spot. "She's got her head just about in my ribs." You added, applying a slight pressure to the firm spot.

"Wow. And you feel this like all the time?" He was looking up at you like he'd never seen you before, truly enamoured by the life you were creating inside of you.

"Mhm. Every morning at about 2:45 she does that little dance on my bladder. It's a wonder I've made it to the bathroom every time." You laughed as she stopped her movements.

Steve stood, wrapping his arms tightly around your body. " How did I get so lucky?" He asked into your hair as he held you.

"I ask myself that every day." You replied, pushing your face into his neck.

He chuckled against you and pulled back. "Let's get you inside before you freeze." He tapped your cold nose and proudly lead you to the door.

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[ilylovelyz]

(SEX) DRIVE.

❥main character(s): bangchan x afab!reader

❥genre: smut

❥warning(s): chan comes off as a bit forceful in this but i swear its all consented, he just rlly luvs reader, reader is a motorcyclist, chan is a producer, chan smokes, fingering (f receiving), giving head (f) receiving), sex toys, p in v, i probably forgot a few things, high sex drive, cockwarming

❥wc: 674

❥special note: i think i came down with covid so i might not be very active as of now.

puffing out a cloud of smoke, your boyfriend, chris (better known as bangchan for his identity's sake), could easily trick someone into thinking he is bored, or even just sick of being here.

he stares blankly at his screen, large high quality headphones sitting around his veiny neck as his right hand toys with his mouse. you wonder if he is even happy at all.

but from the way he sighs happily when you are brought to your nth orgasm of the day from his left hand finger fucking you, you know he is enjoying this.

this is a regular occurrence. his hand shoved down your pants whenever he is working. perhaps, a little too much of a regular occurrence.

this happens so much, that you know that when he gives you that look after opening up your laptop, you are to remove whatever bottoms you are wearing and plant yourself next to him or sometimes on him so he can have easy access to your pussy.

when you asked him why he is so insistent on touching you every second of the day, he simply answers that it's "relaxing." it's not like you really dislike it anyways, but sometimes, it can happen multiple times a day, ending up with you being a quiet yet trembling mess.

in reality, however, he is just too embarrassed to admit that he has a high sex drive, so he soothes it by just pleasuring you solely.

a lot of times, whenever he is stressed, he casually says that he wants you to sit on his face, not allowing you to accept or decline his invitation before he is shoving your shorts down and manhandling you onto his face, eating you out until he is satisfied.

he loves it when you wear skirts because it allows for the easiest access to your pussy. whenever you wear a skirt, he will practically beg you to cockwarm him. how could you decline?

this happens so much so, that you try not to wear panties when alone with him, as it ends up being shoved in his pocket or just lost somewhere wherever you two are.

on rare and particularly frisky occasions, at night, instead of you driving your motorcycle, he will. it may seem from outsiders that it's just a normal couple riding a motorcycle late at night.

maybe if they looked closer and payed more attention, then they would be able to tell that your shivering and trembling isn't from the cold, but rather because of the dildo chris shoved up your pussy before you two left your shared studio, and that you aren't even wearing any panties, drenching your prized motorcycle's seat.

while chris would never admit it, he simply likes bringing you orgasm to orgasm simply because of his high sex drive. he doesn't know why, or how, but seeing you orgasm and orgasm all over again just quench this never ending thirst for some brain-numbing sex. it's like when you orgasm, he does too. sure, he may not orgasm physically, but mentally? definitely.

sometimes, if he is also in the mood, he'll have you ride him. you are a motorcyclist, so you've learned how to properly ride.. things.

he is practically enchanted with the way your hips move up 'n down, so much so he forgets about his own pleasure and just grips you by your waist and forces you up and down on his cock like his own personal fleshlight.

however, he doesn't do it for his own personal gain when he does so, instead, he practically tunes out his own pleasure just by focusing on yours, forgetting about his own orgasm while he brings you to your nth and next.

so when you are babbling and mewling, asking when he is finally going to give you his seed after his hours lasting fucking, he declines your request. being able to watch you turn dumb on his cock is good enough for him.

he loves pleasuring you, and your pleasure is pleasurable enough for him.

#stray kids #stray kids smut #stray kids bangchan

[trsrina]

If its alright, may I request for maki? Maybe he's from a different class since he's younger than y/n and he tries to confess or something in a cute way? I hope that's okay to do but if you can't its understandable!🤗 (requested by @allysheart )

TUTOR &TEAM Maki

written in second person pov, gender neutral reader, high school au, fluff, reader is older than maki warning!! mentions of food. wc : 674 words

maki has looked forward to tuesdays ever since his first year at sunshine city high, when he first met you and you were introduced to him by your advisor as his student tutor.

“is this a new pen? where did you get it? it’s so pretty,” maki rambled on, interrupting your teaching and looking at the normal looking pen fascinatedly.

snatching the pen out of his hands, you ordered, “maki, focus, please.”

time flies by fast and now you were in your senior year meanwhile maki was in his junior year. though maki’s grades have already improved a lot ever since, he still insisted to be tutored by you with the excuse of ‘being afraid of going off track without you’.

it sounded like a bunch of bullshit to you but you just couldn’t refuse the bubbly boy who seemed to take a liking towards you.

“so do this exercise on your own and i’ll check it for you, i’m sure you’re capable of that, that’s pretty much all for today, you did a good job,” you passed his workbook back to him, handing him your pen that he was so amazed with just now, ruffling his hair like you were congratulating him for his good work.

“and what will i get if i complete this exercise?” he raises one of his eyebrows, looking at you with a dopey smile on his face.

“an exemption ticket from my scolding,” you reply to him with a monotonous tone, drained of energy after the long school day.

“i say you treat me to fried chicken after our tutor session if i make no mistake on this exercise,” maki smirks at you confidently.

“sure, as if that’s possible,” you lay back on your seat, crossing your arms, waiting for him to complete the exercise.

after a few minutes, maki was done, cheerfully yelling the words, “i’m done!” getting an angry shush from the librarian, him muttering an apology that she most likely couldn’t even hear.

“okay, are you sure? do you want to double-check your work?” you ask him, raising an eyebrow as if challenging him.

“yes, i’m very confident and how could i make a mistake when i have such a good tutor?” maki leaned closer towards you, propping his hands under his chin, looking into your eyes with a giddy grin.

“well okay mr star student,” you went on to check his work, 1st question, correct, 2nd question, correct… the sequence went on and on and soon you were on the last question. correct.

maki somehow managed to not make a single mistake. “hah! look! i told you i could do it!” maki excitedly stood up from his chair, jumping in place happily, earning another shush from the librarian, making him embarrassedly sit back down.

“then which fried chicken place do you wanna go to?” you started to pack up, getting ready to leave.

“actually, i have a small gift for you, you know for thanking you for tutoring me for all these years and i have a confession to make.”

maki’s sudden serious tone surprised you, you stopped what you were doing to listen to him attentively, looking forward to what he has to say.

“look, the reason i’ve been insisting you be my tutor is that i like you and i know you would be graduating soon so i’m taking my chance now, though you probably would reject me as those senior boys are probably way better than me but i hope you could accept my confession,” he spit out those words, handing you the little gift box he hid behind his back.

you were speechless, accepting his gift and opening it to see a cute keychain of a poodle, you’ve never felt so happy, you hugged maki in response.

“thank you, i like you too.”

maki was out of breath, shocked to know that you accepted his confession, he hugged you back.

releasing from the hug, you grab his hand to drag him out the library, “now, let’s go get fried chicken!”

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[the-witch-of-one-piece]

hey there i hope you’re doing well and congratulations <3,can I please request a spin for akainu x fem!reader, thank you sm

Hello hello Anon! Thank you so much! ❤️, Of course, I could do this for you! So even before spinning this something told me it was going to land on times two kinks and it did 💀. The two additional kinks landed it was Daddy kink and Praising Kink. I hope you enjoy this love!

TW: oral sex, dadd kink, praising kink, vaginal penetration, mention of masturbation

WC:674

Akainu x Fem Reader: I'll take care of you N/SFW

 “Come here.” Akainu was sitting in the middle of the large sofa. The man was so demanding and you knew if you didn’t listen he would make you pay for it. You could see him tapping his lap wanting you to sit on him. His large hand rested on your thigh as you took a seat on him. “Did you miss daddy?” he asked. He has been working so many hours and at times he would stay on base. He was very private/ serious about his personal life and never mentioned anything other than he was married, there on the other side of Akainu no one got to see but you and ONLY you. “Yes I missed you daddy~~~ .” you could see where this was going. It did excite you because that serious demeanor turned you on. He let out a deep hum, his large index finger caressing the top of your cleavage. “Show me how much you missed me,” Akainu spoke as you could smell the hint of the cigar he was smoking earlier. Your hand grazed over his hard cock underneath his pants. “Yes, daddy” sliding slowly off his lap as you were between his legs. Akainu began to undo his button and zipper. Pulling his cock out he had his hand still on his shaft as he stroked himself a few times. Before he removed his hand, licking your lips your small hand wrapping around his girthy cock starting from his balls, your tongue dragged all the way up the shaft to the salty tip of his cock.  “That’s my girl.” reaching down and caressing your cheeks. “I wanna see your lips wrapping around my cock”  Giving him a nod as you parted your lip, your mouth wrapped around his cock. “Look at me ______. I wanna see your pretty face of yours as you suck daddy’s cock. You made eye contact with him slowly, doing his cock with your hand following your motion. You could feel his cock twitch in your mouth as you began to bob your head. His arms resting on the back of the seat reaching behind the sofa was a counter he reached inside his cigar box grabbing a fresh cigar. He lit the cigar letting out a puff “You know just how I like it. Just know how to relieve the tension I had built up.” He let out a low grunt noticing his cock becoming coated in your spit.

“Did you miss me?” asking in a playful tone your tongue began to swirl the tip of his cock.

“I did miss my girl. Since I don’t have to report until Monday, I’m gonna enjoy my time with you, my full undivided attention is yours.”  he let out another puff of his cigar. Akainu's hand pulled up. His hand slid up your dress and slowly pulled down your thin panties. Climbing on the large man's lap. His teeth holding the cigar, his large hand lifting your ass up. His erection is positioned at the entrance of your pussy. Akainu didn’t flinch nor groan as your pussy wrapped around his cock. But you began to moan, his hand still on your ass as he moved you up and down his cock.

“Yesss….. Daddy, your cock feels so good in my pussy. Ngggghhhh~~~~ is stretching me out~~~” you were holding onto his shoulders. “Playing with myself was never the same. I needed you Aakinu.” panting you could feel his hands gripping your ass cheeks hard as you called him by his name. You wanted to feel his lips against yours. Your hand reaches for his cigar pulling it out of his mouth, still holding it. You lean forward pressing your lips against his now getting the taste of the fresh cigar that was in his mouth. You kept telling him how much he meant to you and how much loved him.

“My sweet girl, Daddy will take care of you and all your needs.” Akainu began to bounce you a little more aggressively slamming your on his cock. 

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[angeloddity]

Request: steve struggling with school

mostly hurt a little comfort, self conscious/self deprecating steve, gn!reader (wc: 674)

He doesn’t understand. He’s trying, he really is, but Steve just doesn’t understand. 

The two diagrams laying on the bed before him representing the various stages of meiosis and mitosis are meant to make things easier to comprehend, providing a visual to go along with the many phases that have names that all sound the same. Instead, each part is just blurring together in Steve’s mind more and more the longer he tries to parse through them. 

“This is pointless,” he groans, tossing his homework aside, the paper fluttering to the ground below, now out of sight. “Why’d the scientists have to give everything such stupid names?” 

“It’s not pointless. Studying is just like anything else in life, the more you practice, the easier it will be,” you state. Steve just scoffs, a harsh sounding noise despite being little more than a huff of air.

You look up from your spot sprawled at the foot of his bed as you speak, book in hand, breakfast tray folded up beside you to provide a flat surface to write on, your latest essay already half way done. You had already finished most of your homework by the time Steve called you, asking to study together. You thought it was a euphemism, bringing next to nothing with you because you didn’t think you would get much work done, if any got completed at all. 

Steve, however, was serious about studying, something he never would have thought would be true even just a few years prior. Now his grades are tanking, his peers are bragging about their inevitably bright futures, and he just doesn’t understand. 

It wouldn’t be so bad if it was just biology that he didn’t understand, but none of his classes make sense. He can’t analyze books, or use the quadratic formula, or speak Spanish with any sort of clarity. He’s just… not smart enough. 

“It is! it’s completely pointless. No matter what I do I’m not going to get a good enough grade. I’m just wasting my time, and now yours as well.” His eyes burn from the threat of tears that he refuses to let fall, frustration building both for the assignment he can’t figure out and disappointment with himself. Why does it have to be so difficult for him to understand when everyone else seems to get school so easily? It isn’t fair, and who else is there to blame but himself? How is he supposed to get anywhere in life if he’s not good at anything?

“It’s not pointless, not if it helps, even just a little. You don’t need to have straight As, you just need to focus on doing your own best. You’ll graduate, and then you’ll find something in life that’s a good fit for you.” 

You slide the half finished essay between the pages of your book before sitting up. You reach for the papers and textbook tossed aside in Steve’s frustration, and bring them back up onto the bed with you. 

“You don’t have to go to college, or own a business, or follow in your father’s footsteps. School isn’t for everyone, you don’t ever have to go back if you don’t want to. Or, if you do want to later on, you can always go back. But this”—you tap the page laying out the steps of cell division—”won’t determine your worth, or your future, or anything that matters. The fact that you’re still trying despite your frustrations tells more about your character than this ever will.” 

It’s not the first time Steve’s had this conversation with you. He hates it, each time the topic only comes up between you when he’s finally frustrated enough with himself to snap. It’s a cycle, and while he feels a little better each time, he can’t help but feel self conscious every time he thinks about how much he struggles with school. He just hopes that one day, when homework and studying and tests are all in the past, he can hold himself in a better light.  

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