#🧸 — anon

[sacharinee]

hi m!!! what do you think about bf!pete getting his wisdom teeth out? and the reader taking care of him?? hed be so funny lmao xxD

-🧸

pairing: bf!peter parker x reader w/c: 750 a/n: hi anon!! thnk u for requesting i had sm fun writing this! :)

you’re sat at the dentist's office, cooped up in those uncomfortable chairs while you anxiously waited for your boyfriend’s surgery to finish.  

when peter ranted and moaned nonstop over his constant toothache, may decided enough was enough, and took it upon herself to set an appointment for her nephew. he wasn’t too keen on the idea. peter wasn’t afraid of anything ninety-nine percent of the time. dentists, however, wasn’t one of them. 

“can’t you stay here with me?” 

“stay? baby, no they’re gonna be drilling in your teeth.”

“but i-”

“and it’s gonna be bloody and nasty and i don’t wanna have to see all that.”

you turn towards him, only to come face to face with the boy’s horrified look, his eyes are wide and skin pale, mouth open in shock. you cringe at your response.

“but,” you stand, “you’re gonna do amazing, you’re gonna sit here and let the dentist do his magic.” you smile and lean down to plant a sweet kiss on his forehead.

“y/n/n, wait but-” you drop his hand on the way out, “bye, love you baby! be good!”

“y/n!”

two hours later swing by when a woman in navy scrubs comes to get you, announcing that peter is out of surgery. 

you knew that he would be high out of his mind on laughing gas, you just didn’t think it would be this bad. 

when you enter, the dentist is off to the side, looking over charts, packing a care bag for his patient.

peter’s head lulls towards your touch on his shoulder and slowly blinks at your presence. 

“hi baby, how you feeling?” you give him a beaming smile.

your boyfriend does his best to muster the same grin, but the amount of gauze in his mouth makes his rosy cheeks puff out, drool dripping down the corner of his mouth.

peter takes a moment to stare at you, “woaahh” he languidly slurs his words, “you’re so pretty.” 

you giggle at the comment when the boy gasps in horror, “wait, wait, i have a girlfriend, and she’s-” he looks up at you worriedly and slaps his forehead, “i’m in trouble.”

you can’t help but let out a laugh, he’s so dopey. 

your fingers touch the bottom of his chin gently and lift his head, “i’m your girlfriend, silly.” 

a loud gasp escapes peter as his face turns ecstatic, “get out!” you giggle at his reaction, the dentist glances over at you two and offers an admiring smile.

“so do we have sex?”

the awkward silence in the room kills you. 

your face blushes, as you shake your head and clear your throat, “peter, no.”

“no?!” he sighs in disappointment, “aw man.” your boyfriend pouts at the floor, “what have i been doing with my life.”

“oh my god, pete,” when the dentist turns away, you whisper and offer him a shrug, “sometimes we do.”

the delight on his face returns and his eyes go wide, “really?!”

the boy seriously has no filter.

as you’re packing his things, peter pauses and pokes his cheeks, “wait y/n,” he pauses, “my face kinda feels weird.”

you look around and hand him a mirror from the counter, “oh my god…” peter gingerly touches his face as you kneel down at him, “what’s wrong, baby?”

“my face… it’s so fat!” he’s got tears in his eyes and whining with a jutted bottom lip, “y/n,” sniffle. “will-” sniffle. “will you still love me if my face is so fat?” 

you roll your eyes and smile at his antics, “of course, i would.”

he seems pleased with your answer because he’s back to smiling. you go back to packing his things. “hey, mr dentist,” he woozily slurs, the gauze is practically spilling out his mouth, “d’you know i’m spider-man?”

you mentally facepalm at his obliviousness and mutter, “jesus christ.”

you turn to the older man who’s chuckling at his mental state and shrug, “he also thinks he’s luke skywalker from star wars.”

“but i am!-” “okay bug boy, lets go.”

“where we going?”

“home, sweetie.”

he gasps eagerly and raises his eyebrows at you, “to have sex?”

“oh my god.”

soon after the dentist explains and hands you everything he needs to recover, you guide peter to the car. 

he’s extremely dramatic. 

he’s got his hands around your shoulders, dragging himself on the floor, acting like he can’t walk - which he definitely can.

“peter, i know you can walk. c’mon help me out,” you beg.

“no, i can’t" he moans, "carry me,” he demands.

“what? no,”

“why not?”

“because you’re too heavy.”

and he’s crying all over again, “i knew it! you hate me 'cause you think my face is too fat!”

#m's clubhouse! 🎧 #m writes ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ #🧸 anon #peter parker #peter parker x y/n #mcu!peter parker x reader #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #tom!peter parker x reader #tom!spiderman #peter parker x reader #peter x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker fanfiction #spiderman #spider-man #spiderman x reader #peter parker smut #peter parker blurb #peter parker oneshot #peter parker fic #tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland smut #tom holland peter parker #peter parker angst #peter parker writing #college peter parker #mandy's clubhouse! 🎧

[fcthots]

“I swear to you, that as long as I’m alive I won’t let a single soul ever harm you.” with protective upset and slightly unhinged jason would be so so good oh my god. like if something bad happens to reader and he has to get violent to defend her… yeah.

-🧸

You were on you way home, out later than you should have been, but your friend needed moral support after a breakup and you lost track of time.

Unfortunately while both you & Jason's apartment and your friend's were just off the edge of crime alley, your friend's apartment was on the opposite end of you and Jason. All of this is to say, unless you wanted to be out after midnight, you had to pass through crime alley after dark. It was just a five minute walk there, when daylight spared you of most of the dangers of Gotham, but it was pitch black now. You should have driven, but at the time it didn’t seem necessary.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

You walked as fast as possible.

You didn’t even have a purse on you. Your phone was in the leather jacket Jason had bought you as a present and you had 20 dollars stuffed somewhere in your pant pockets.

Were you supposed to turn left here? Yeah, you recognize that streetlamp.

You would call Jason, but your phone is fucking dead and it's not like you were gonna ask your crying friend for a charger. And you didn’t realize how late it had gotten until you stepped outside with no way to get back into your friends apartment.

You were in the home stretch, just in the outskirts of crime alley. Almost freedom.

Never let it be said that you were lucky. All of your luck was used getting your hot ass boyfriend. Luck gone.

The man had a knife and was screaming for your wallet. Your wallet that you did not bring with you.

"Give me the wallet or I'm gonna spill your guts on the fucking ground!"

Just because your boyfriend was scary looking, did not mean you were used to scary men, especially ones that yelled at you. Your hands shook and you weren't sure what to do.

"I don’t have it. All I have is 20 dollars, please."

"That's a fucking lie. I see your jacket. I know that shit is expensive. Lie to me again and I'll slit your throat."

Fuck. If you had to guess, it would be Jason that would find your body. You didn’t want it to be Jason. He wouldn't be able to handle seeing your lifeless eyes. You know what it's like to look into your soulmates lifeless eyes and realize they're gone forever; you were hoping Jason would never have to experience that.

"It's-"

"Tough luck... I guess I could accept other forms of payment."

He bares his teeth in a grin as he sees the look on your face.

"Unless you'd prefer that no one ever finds your body?"

You're really glad you told Jason you loved him before he left for patrol.

The man starts getting closer to you. You can't talk, can't scream, can't think. You were gonna die alone.

You think you mumble out a 'please' before your back hits the wall. His knife was to your throat, but all you could think about was Jason.

There was a bang that you didn’t fully register. Before you could think twice about it, your mugger was on the ground. You didn’t move. You stayed, frozen, silent tears running down your cheeks.

"Shh, it's ok. You're ok. It's me."

You finally focused your eyes and saw the white lenses staring at you, his arms in the air.

You babbled nonsense. You couldn't breathe.

You tried to back away from the man on the floor, but you almost fell. You swore your legs were going to give out. Jason was at your side in less than a second. He lifted you over the bleeding body on the ground, supported your weight as your knees buckled.

He tucked your face into the crook of his neck and you choked on air.

"I've got you. Match my breaths, ok? Good. You're doing great. You're ok, I promise."

All you could manage to get out was his name.

"'M right here. Just breathe. Focus on that for me." His hand cradled the base of your neck.

Eventually you stopped crying. Eventually you could breathe again. Eventually Jason led your face away from his neck to look at you. Your whole body shook. You watched as he drew his hand up to his helmet and heard this hiss and click and he took it off. He took your jaw in one of his hands.

He wiped the splattered blood and tears off your cheeks with a gloved hand, traced the trail of fresh blood and broken skin on your neck from where the knife was pressed against you. “I swear to you, that as long as I’m alive I won’t let a single soul ever harm you.”

You looked into his eyes as they flashed an inhuman green, and you believed him.

Bonus:

"Wait, Jay. Did you just happen to stumble across me?"

"There...may or may not be a tracker in the jacket I bought you... You were in one place for too long."

"I hate that that makes me feel safer."

He smiles apologetically. "I love you."

"I love you too."

#tw: sa mention #tw: sa threat #I am the angst queen #saph’s love letters #jason todd #jason todd x reader #saph’s thots #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #red hood #jason todd x you #red hood imagine #red hood x you #jason todd angst #jason todd x reader angst #red hood x reader angst #red hood angst #angst #🧸 anon

[frogchiro]

continuing being the omega for 141 from 🐙. they find out you’re an omega when you’re sick. and you curl up in their laps, all docile and sweet and glassy eyed like they’ve never seen from you before.

when you go into heat right after the sickness, it’s like you have planets orbiting around you. through the haze of it all, you have brief moments of lucidity. you remember laying with your back to soap’s chest, your flushed cheeks and bleary head laid back against his shoulders while he was buried balls deep in your ass. meanwhile ghost is making slow, precise strokes into your pussy and softly petting the hair out of your eyes.

you briefly remember graves (yes i’m including him i want him so bad) laying you down on top of him while you sobbed from overstimulation so he could rub his fingers up and down your back until you calmed. you remember price having to fuck you full so gaz could make you drink a little water and eat bites from a granola bar without throwing a fit.

when the heat is over, you blink awake and find yourself in your nest surrounded with large, sleeping men and you feel like the safest and luckiest person in the world. and you slump back down and run your hands over your slightly bulging tummy (full of cum) and snuggle back into price who unconsciously cradles you closer !!

-🧸 (tell me if someone else has used this emoji i’ll use a different one if so)

I actually don't think that this emoji is used, no, so I want to welcome 🧸anon!! <3 I really need to make an actual list of all my emoji anons

BUT OH MY GOD THIS IS SO CUTE AND HOT JABDFUDBFU

Poor omega reader can't catch a break can she? :( First getting sick and immediately after going into heat but it turned out fine! A least she's mated now...to a whole pack of alphas but still!

And they'd be sooo sweet and careful with you since you're still dizzy from the post-heat headspace and the lingering sickness. All these big, dominant alphas would be crooning and rumbling quietly and release all these relaxing pheromones that will calm you down and make you feel comfortable.

The nest they've thrown together while not the prettiest is definitely comfy; military issued blankets, pillows and their clothes made for a surprisingly good mating place and judging by your happy purring they've done their job well.

Soap, König and Gaz being so insistent on cleaning and comforting you, bless their hearts :(( Together with you they're the youngest of the pack and as young alphas they feel the instinctual need to prove themselves to their omega mate that they're capable and able to provide. As the oldest and most experienced alpha, Price understands that need, he really does so he doesn't feel agitated but he can clearly feel the frustration rolling off of Ghost and Graves. They're not the youngest but they have still that possessive instinct even while in a pack.

So Price takes the initiative and with a warning growl he lifts you gently and places you right onto him and holds you close to his warm body with a pleased rumble. His fellow alphas may yowl and hiss and make displeased chirrups all they want but soon they all settle into one big cuddle pile with Philip gently nudging and nosing at your full belly with a smile and a quiet hope for a big healthy litter in the future.

But for now they all settle around you to ensure your safety even while asleep <3

You've just gained yourself the best and safest pack these can be, congrats <3

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #🧸 anon #this turned out way fluffier than I thought ;; #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #simon 'ghost' riley x reader #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #john soap mctavish x reader #konig x reader #könig x reader #philip graves x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader

[princessbrunette]

boxer rafe who’s dating his coaches daughter WAAAA she prances around the room helping people out and then gets all nervous around him even tho they’re together, blushing red and offering him a water with a shy grin. he takes a swig of it and then offers it to her like ‘you been drinkin’?’ and she’s just all ashamed when she says no and he holds the bottle for her when he makes sure she drinks AHH. ‘PRIVATE PRACTICE’ ENDS UP IN HIM CAGING HER IN AGAINST THE TRAINING RING PROPPING HER UP ON THE ROPE AS HE MAKES HER DIZZY WITH HIS SLOPPY TONGUE KISSES WHILE HE FEELS HER UP

- 🧸

this is what boxer!rafe looks like to me 🙃 a lil older and more seasoned ….. like THAT man wants to keep u fucked and fed

like he’s so big n strong, but that same kind of whiny drawl he always has had when he speaks — imposing his height on you by closing in, cupping the back of your head with his massive hand when he speaks, asking “y’drinking water? hm?” and you just get all dumb and doe eyed, shaking your head :(( n naturally he has to bring the bottle to your mouth and tip it up for you, telling you to “drink up.” he’s dying to get his hands on you that day, thinks it’s so cute when you get flustered which is why he initiates the ‘private practice’ with you after training.

obviously it ends up with him backing you up against the ring, huge hands clasping your body whilst he kisses you all slow n nasty with loads of tongue :(( and poor you gets so whimpery and needy right there and then he has no choice but to take you right there on the mat, hand gently clasping your throat keeping your head up off the mat as he grinds his cock into you from behind, talking u through it :( “yeaaah. see? getting what you want sweetheart, keep takin’ it for me.”

he just loves that fact that you’re his coaches daughter idk it rlly gets him off 😭 innocent girl like you has no place being around all these rough and scary men but he likes knowing he can protect u

#🧸 anon #boxer!rafe #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron smut

[moonchildstyles]

Pretty girl just living in Harry’s neck :( he is always warm, smells so good and she can hear his pulse :(( planting soft kisses :( cold hands wrapping around his neck pulling herself closer into him :( and he LOVESSSS it </3 the moment he sees her walking up to him dragging her feet he knows she’s curling up into him and nuzzling her face into his neck :( when he wakes her up in the morning and it’s too bright she just has to hide away whining and growling “too bright, no” placing kisses to the top of her head “it’s 9am baby, gotta wake up” hand going up and down her back soothing her grumpiness :( her ear pressed to his pulse letting it welcome her into a deep sleep like a lullaby </3 and he knows what she’s doing as she has told him before during a restless night “shh wanna listen” </////3 and it literally tugs at his heartstrings :(

And him thinking that 9am is getting late drives her a bit insane and he can’t help but love it! Her whining, clinging into him, begging him, kissing him! It’s all he ever wants to do with her! He’s been awake for hours he just misses her :( he needs to hear her voice, wants to know that she had a good night of sleep with no nightmares, and wants to ask what she wants for breakfast </3

“Please please just one more hour” nails scratching at his scalp, fingers running into his soft pretty curls :( “you aren’t as slick as you think, pretty girl” she wants him to be all relaxed so he agrees to her commands! She lifts herself a bit using her elbow eyes still closed as she places a kiss to his ear whispering “please just thirty minutes then” placing another to his jaw! He pulls the covers up her body “okay, but I won’t draw the blinds” she lets out a huff and before she could whine he squeezes her waist “29 minutes left” and that shuts her up really quick! And ofc h let’s her sleep for an hour but he tells her that it was only 30 minutes and how she’s his good pretty girl <///////3🧸

WAIIIIIIIT STOP THIS IS SO CUTE SHUT UP:(((((((( obsessed w her wanting to hear his heart shes so real:( just so gentle and soft and warm im so :(

#anon #ask #prosecco inspo #concept #🧸 anon

[missestokyo]

Percy Jackson x Apollo child!Reader

[headcanon]

Summary: golden retriever dating another golden retriever

Warning: N/A

A/N: N/A

Request: 🧸anon

You’re the definition of a golden retriever

And that's what drew Percys attention

You're such a sunshine, and, weirdly, always happy

Percys loves being with you, according to him, you make his day better

Every time Clarisse mess with Percy, you always says that she doesn't do it out of harm

Percys always "🤨" when you say it, while you just "😊"

You make flower crowds for him

He never take it of

Sometimes when he's stressed he lay in you lap while you sing and play with his hair (he always falls asleep)

If you go to the mission, you're always trying to solve the group problems with Groover

When Ednas "pet" was trying to eat y'all, you're just like:

"Dont blame it, its just a baby :("

Sometimes you're just too pure for this world

But that doesn't mean you can't fight

Mess with your friend and someone may end up with a leg and/or arm missing

That makes Percy fall harder for you

Your dinamics as a couple consist in:

Painting together (he's not pretty good at it) to killing monsters

You guys are a sunshine golden retriever x golden retriever couple

#percy jackson x gn reader #percy jackson x male reader #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x fem reader #percy jackson #missestokyo #🧸 anon

[ohbo-ohno]

you said ghost lives to serve and i screamed at the top of my lungs how dare you. he never sits still in your shared home. constantly cleaning and upgrading and fixing so you don’t have to. it’s in his blood and his bones to serve in any way he can and now i’m sad🧸

wait i lied im not leaving i love this

ghost only knows how to serve - it's all he did in the military, and it's all he has left now. he genuinely doesn't know how to not serve someone. you're like a beam of light when he finds you - someone good and sweet and soft who he can help. he can offer to fix your ovens, he can help you by bussing tables when you're too busy.

you mention that a bird pooped on your windshield and when you leave the bakery at the end of the day your car is squeaky clean

you lament that your favorite shade of lipstick is about to stop production and ghost drives to every makeup store nearby and buys them out of their stock, offering them as a tip the next morning

you mention needing to find a plumber because there's a leak in the kitchen sink and he almost looks offended, leaves with his tea and come back five minutes later with a toolbox and gets to work

you complain about being stuck on the side of the road for hours waiting for roadside assistance after getting a flat tire, and he gives you his number, tells you you call me next time something like that happens, i'll take care of it for you. (catches himself just in time to not say i'll take care of you)

he comes to your house for the first time when you mention your broken doorbell. fixes it right up for you

he weeds your garden for you while you plant flowers - he's still only comfortable destroying, not growing. you bring him inside for a warm drink and tell him thank you, ramble on about how important weeding is for a garden, and you don't even realize how much it means to him

(also this ghost worships you in bed)

#asks and answers #ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #🧸 anon #staying here in this spot forever #favorites #bo writes

[carmenberzattosgf]

Imagine carm starts using the same vocab as you do.

He’s on the line at The Bear, maybe things are actually kinda going smooth for once. Maybe Carmy does a bomb ass plating job and unintentionally mutters a little “slaaaaayyy” to himself with a head tilt, jutting his hip out…just like you would.

Unfortunately Richie hears and gives him shit for it. “The fuck did you just say cousin? Slay?? What are you, a sixteen year old girl? Fuckin’ jagoff.” The rest of the day Richie's going "yasssss queen!!" to Carmy instead of the usual “yes chef”😭

-🧸

Slay is so ingrained in my vocabulary it would have to rub off of Carmy at some point. Richie would NEVER let him live it down I’m actually crying thinking about it. Poor Carmy was just tryna hype himself up with a slay and this is the treatment he gets 😔

#🧸 anon #carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto x reader #the bear #the bear fanfiction #asks #thoughts

[bakubunny]

bunnnyyyy TT I can’t stop thinking abt pussy drunk aizawa ohh myy gooodddddd being all sweet n giving u praise n he just loves seeing the ring of cum forming on his cock by how creamy u r today omfff so soft so pliant (so tight) for him. his perfect baby

- 🧸 (I’ve been a follower for a while— I love ur work) (also, hi this is my first time sending an ask here idk if anyone’s used 🧸 to identify themselves)

hiii 🧸 anon, it’s bear-y good to see you!

so i was gonna save this for our friday share time but HOOO BOY good gosh it’s been too long since i’ve sunk my teeth into needy, pussy drunk daddy aizawa. i’m streaming tears down my thighs. i’ve also been sick over rough & loving aizawa so. 🙃🫠

he’s so growly and a little whiny. he holds you in a vice grip no matter what position you’re in, occasionally looking down at the pretty mess you’re making all for him. maybe it started with your face in the sheets so he could watch your ass recoil, watching you get completely wrecked by his size.

but the thought this immediately brings up is shota between your legs with both arms wrapped around you. he’s got one hand behind your neck, maybe tangled in your hair, the other under your back or maybe your hips so he can fuck you better. and he’s so lost in how good you feel clenching down on him that half of what he’s saying isn’t coherent, and what is coherent is slurred praises that hardly take any thought. he’s railing you so hard that your moans are only half formed as serotonin floods your veins. you can’t think and neither can he. it’s all too good, the way you go limp in his arms and how perfect your pussy is.

his face stays buried in your neck because he can’t do much beyond fuck you like his life depends on it.

“my perfect baby… so fuckin tight, shit… y’so pretty, babygirl, so messy f’me… that’s it, cum for daddy baby, cum on my fucking cock, i need it, fuck…”

#i need to stop i’m dizzy #aizawa shouta #ugh i love him #x reader #f!reader #tw daddy kink #aizawa smut #bnha smut #🧸 anon #bakubunny #asks

[sminiac]

Hiii it’s me🧸 I was wondering if you could write about reader’s first time with seunghan? If that’s ok ofc thankyouu 🩷

౨ৎ⋆˚｡ — Secrets !

⋆ Hong Seunghan + Bestfriend!Reader

💌 — Hani :( been thinking about him so much lately, thought now was a good time to finish off this beaut <3 I hope ya’ll don’t mind longer fics bc this one is looooong! Also finished writing this with no sleep, so if there’s typos or any confusing sections just pretend there actually isn’t! 😄

“You’re so perfect.” He speaks so softly to you, rather hushed, intimidated into a condensed version of his voice due to the closeness of your body; his hands are one of the same, a chained attachment connected to the link of his erratic heart.

His hands have an expansive coverage over your skin, they shake and twitch whilst skipping down your thighs, like a shadow left by his wandering eyes that only linger a few seconds ahead, he draws the pretty rounded darkness of them wherever he pleases, it’s not unfamiliar the way he looks at you, it’s just more indulgent.

You’ve thought about Seunghan like this more times than you’d like to admit, probably even more times than you can count by now. The prolonged contact of each other’s skin and sly excuses as to get you around him even more often than usual didn’t help your case of what started as merely a small flicker of admiration. It was fleeting and shallow, initially- platonic, but still there was something there, enough to deter your heart from its regular rhythm.

With his rather bold and sudden endeavours to get closer to you, you didn’t expect for him to be so forbearing now that he’s finally succeeded in getting you in such a position.

The agreement of being each others first was swift, and clumsy, from a wide range view definitely not as complex as it should have been regarding the feelings that in all time frames slipped afloat whenever he was close enough, it only snowballed into an unavoidable mass the more he persevered through your fickle effort to refrain from digging yourself into a deeper hole. Now that you can see the way his eyes lid with arousal thick in his brain you don’t think you could ever be closer than now as best friends, ‘no strings attached’ you both mumbled prior to getting under his clothes, but you both knew that it was much easier said than done, maybe it was only said in the first place so the two of you could get to each other faster, the more layers that were shed with the help of the others hand you’re stupidly neglectful of where your feet now keep you planted.

“We shouldn’t be..” he swallows thickly, his breath evading him. “doing this, right?” He asks absentmindedly, the half of his brain that’s still capable of making sensible decisions seizes his tongue, but fails to take root in his hands, they’re slack with only a small buzz in his movements now that he can rub and gently pull at the soft skin of your inner thighs, inwardly he fights with himself knowing that he should stop you from unzipping the fly of his jeans, his black and white checkered flannel already undone and of no use to keep what little modesty embedded between you and him, the sight of your pretty fingers is so dizzying in all the right ways, it makes his hips push up.

As you feel his attempt your movements stop, hands retreating from anywhere near his dick thats starting to sit uncomfortably against his thigh that it’s invading his conscience every passing second, a warm shake runs through his skin at the suddenness of your break.

“Do you want me to stop, ‘han?” You ask.

His head shakes in a small halfhearted frustration. “Not what I meant, not what I meant at all.”

His brows furrow, skin creased and his lips all pink and fuzzy from your sucking, biting and the repeated press of your own, the quickness makes you smile, the assurance, he was always so sure of himself when it came to you, and your dislike of uncertainty, but you’ve never thought to question it twice, until now.

Seunghan’s exterior softens as he reaches for your hand, he doesn’t move too fast as to make it seem like he’s getting impatient nor too slow like he’s fighting against it. He has a firm grip, his thumb pushing out your index and middle finger to press them against his navel.

His jaws dropped comfortably, you can see the way his tongue slips behind the back of his teeth as he closely watches the pads of your fingers drag up over the firmness of underlying muscle. The definition isn’t too bulky or flat, it’s just enough for you to feel an almost ribbed sensation.

“I’d be crazy to want to stop.” From your fingers his eyes shift to your face, bringing them up to his lips. “Not when I finally have you.”

He doesn’t keep track of where your other hand lays, and his eyes don’t widen in shock as you feel at his length through the thick of his denim, they only flutter shut, revelling in the squeeze of your palm as it runs up his length, at the same time your fingers slip into his mouth, the warmth of it inviting you further back until the edge of his teeth drag at your joints, “Finally?” You reiterate curiously. “So you’ve been waiting this whole time?”

His tongue licks up against your fingers, lips pulling around the two digits as they exit. “Only as long as you have.”

Your grip relaxes, dragging lightly over the tip of his cock that prompts his hips to kick. “Yea?… think you’re lying.”

“Mmh, am I?”

You nod, smiling softly at the sound of his distant voice, its light and breathy, you can tell he’s not fully understanding.

Being ‘Best friends’ was quite the understatement, everyone knew this and frequently called the both of you out for your bullshit, you’d try to dodge and duck under the flying accusations of being lovers —or at least somehow intimately involved with each other— when it was thrown around, but the mess of breaching the sustained title was more than you were willing to clean up at the time.

You swore on playing your cards right, enough to gain a general understanding of where Seunghan’s alleged feelings for you came from, but it gave you quite the shock when he so easily relayed to you his attraction. It was much different hearing it from himself, and not through a friend of a friend. The only thing he wanted to keep standing was that he was in no way expecting for you to act on his own selfish desires, but god was his idea of you so naive, so outdated.

“You’re funny ‘han,” You choose to brush past his unknowingness, your fingers already working to loosen his jeans. “take these off now please.”

He follows your word without any hesitation, gently he guides you off of him and onto the couch cushion, standing to strip off any of his clothes that would be tricky for you to take off yourself. His eyes flit between you and himself as he does so, until they abruptly stop on you and don’t bother moving, even as he struggles with his belt, fumbling trying to pop the silver prongs out of the leather holes he can’t look away from the spread of your thighs, bent at the knee, laid back with your hand moving to keep you company where you feel the desperation most.

“Hurry, getting impatient.” You sigh, teasing him by rubbing through the terribly thin fabric that clings to your wet cunt. He can see your impatience, hear it, you didn’t have to tell him at all. “Or, I can help you. Do— shit, do you need help ‘han?”

He mirrors your emotions, nodding as his hand reaches to rest on your knee. “Please. Need your help, really can’t do it myself.”

Your foot slips off the edge of the cushion, your other planted to keep him steady as you move towards him. He’s surprised that your fingers move much faster than he could’ve ever done himself, he’s out of his jeans in the matter of seconds.

A small brush of your kisses are ran up his stomach until the extension of your neck doesn’t allow you any further, the sensation makes him twitch, a fuzzy feeling coating his skin, “Fuck,” he sighs, a hand coming up to rest at the back of your head. “you’re so beautiful, always, my Y/n. Never thought I’d be able to see you like this.”

Seunghan smiles, it’s soft, grounding in a way that reminds you that this is just him, he’s still Seunghan even if you’re experiencing him in a different light. You like it. You like the way it’s still him even when he’s pulled of your panties and lowered himself between your legs, that his eyes are still the same colour even as he’s introducing his tongue to the taste of your pussy, that the sharp canines in his mouth still add the same charm to his smile as he feels the pulse of the muscles in your legs react with each swipe of his tongue.

He doesn’t know what he’s doing, or how to move in a way that’ll make you continue to whine and gasp the way you are, but he knows it’s something he wants to do again, and again and again until he knows, until he’s mastered it.

Eventually he tongues at a spot that has your hips shifting and your fingers in his hair, “Right there, ‘han! Fuck!” You whimper whilst grabbing at his hand that’s holding your thigh, “fingers, need your fingers.”

He moves where you want without a second thought, having never used his fingers like this before he’s a little unsure of where to move, how to put them to use, luckily your hand finds his again, you move right away, his head moves back to give you space as you guide him. Even if his fingers aren’t pressed directly against you he can still feel how warm you are, he’s breathless at the sudden feeling of you pressing him against you. The soft tip of his finger nudges at the small group of nerves that pulse and twitch, “This is where your tongue kept brushing against, if you focus here- it’ll make me cum.” You explain briefly, Seunghan nods, an interested expression on his face as he listens, it’s cute how quickly he follows while your slick is still thick over the bottom half of his face. “Here,” you sigh, melting at the feeling of him being pushed inside of you. “‘s where you can put your cock inside, need you to prep me so it won’t hurt so much.”

The remaining length of his finger moves forward without your touch, you try to keep your hips still but the pleasure of his touch is much greater compared to your own.

“Just one?” He asks, experimentally pulling halfway out before pumping back in.

“Try two now.” You whisper.

He moves more skillfully than you expected, as he pulls back his ring finger finds the set pace and continues on, the slight stretch almost kills his confidence down but you reassure him with a nodding head and shut eyes that it’s good, he’s making you feel good.

He can’t help but take some time to watch, listen, the wet sound his fingers make much louder is downright captivating, added the sound of your voice that’s only full of mumbled praise. You think that he must be feeling more comfortable when his mouth lowers back to your clit, he tries running his tongue again but it keeps bumping against his fingers, and your volume isn’t as loud as it once was.

The only thing he can think of is his lips attaching in a suction-like method, it’s clumsy and he keeps accidentally pulling himself off which makes for loud noises but you’re starting to react more to his movements. The involuntary pulse of your thighs comes back, only more intense this time, Seunghan tries to keep his jaw relaxed but your hips start rocking against his fingers, the stimulation to your clit and the soft punch of his fingers inside have your body moving on its own accord, but he toughs it out.

“Seung— fuck, can’t, can’t! Need you, need your dick.” Your fingers desperately claw at his forearm that’s resting over your stomach, he almost doesn’t want to listen to you, but the sudden cry and kick of emotion startles him, so he allows his pace to settle until his tongues back in his mouth and his fingers are pulled all the way out.

“Can’t keep saying stuff like that baby.” He says, pushing his hair away from his face as he makes his way back onto the couch and shifting you until he’s between your legs again, “Please. Gonna make me cum, ‘nd you haven’t even.. touched me yet.”

He struggles to speak or even move when he’s got an overhead view of you. He’s convinced there’s no such thing as a bad angle when it comes to you, the more he’s able to see of you the more obsessed he becomes with wanting more.

“What?” You ask with a breathy laugh.

If it were any other guy seeing you like this on full display with nothing to hide surely you’d be curling in on yourself, but with Seunghan, some sick part of you thinks this the furtherest point in a friendship, or whatever the two of you have that could be reached. You’ve argued, fought, cried, laughed, experienced skin crawling embarrassment and happy tear inducing moments together, but this, there was nothing ahead of this.

“Damn it.” He hisses, separating himself from fully.

You chase after him before you can register what he says. “What? Are you okay?” Your hand rests against his warm chest, “What is it?”

“Condoms.” Is all he says in a defeated tone.

“Yeah? You have some don’t you?”

His lips purse as his head shakes, embarrassed that he’d forgotten the most important thing.

“Did you check?” You ask, ready to bend off to the side to grab his jeans off of the floor, but he stops you before you can. “Left them on my nightstand, I know ‘cause I made a mental note but got sidetracked when I was getting ready to come over. I forgot them.” He laughs bitterly to himself, after all the hoops you jumped through together to finally settle on doing something about the mutual attraction and he screws it up by forgetting to do the one thing he was asked of.

“I’m sorry, I was just really excited to see you ag—”

“We forget about it.” You hastily suggest.

Seunghan’s head raises, looking at you through the soft hair that falls back over his eyes. “I couldn’t ask that of you.” He replies tenderly, his hand rubbing at your skin in reassurance.

“Then don’t, I’m asking you- to forget that I even mentioned bringing condoms to begin with.”

The condoms weren’t the most necessary due to your use of contraceptives, in fact it was more of a save from inflating his ego, you couldn’t have him know that you’ve been prepared to do this for months.

“Are you sure?” He asks.

You reply without missing a beat: “Positive.”

“No, Y/n, like you’re really sure?”

“Yes! Gosh, do you want to fuck me or not ‘han?”

He quiets down, attempting to swallow back the nerves that start creeping up, unsure if he should mindlessly abide by your wishes or put his foot down for your own sake. “I can’t get pregnant, if that’s why you’re so worried.” You almost giggle, reaching to pull him back down with you again. “Should’ve known, you’re never good with sparing me any details, at least the important ones.” Your back finds the softness behind you, hips adjusting and your legs moving to find a comfortable position as he inches back, his cock heavy between his legs, the soft bump of his tip against your inner thigh makes you hot with anticipation.

Seunghan never bragged about his body like other boys do, but looking at him now you wish he learned to.

“Nervous?” He asks, his thumb slipping between your folds and back to your clit, “Nervous, but excited.” You reply, studying his sharp features as he slides his thumb back and forth. A crooked smile pulls at his lips, a small breathless laugh following. “Fuck, me too. But you’re ready?”

You nod, inching yourself closer to him, “Whenever you are.”

The air starts to feel heavy in your lungs, a small prickling of nervousness in the pit of your stomach as he grabs at his dick, for good measure he runs a few light strokes up and down before pressing the tip to where you had his fingers. He looks at your face then, a hand moving to rest against your cheek as he slightly tips forward, the small movement prompts him to press inside of you. The intrusion is expected, it stings, the unfamiliarity of something this wide making you feel a little hollow inside as he continues easing in, but you take it without a sliver of a complaint. This is Seunghan, your Seunghan. The reminder continues rolling in your head the further he reaches, and it helps, but the biting uncomfortably doesn’t lessen any.

“More than half way,” he says, looking down to where you meet. “you’re handling the pain like a champ.”

Your lips press into eachother, eyes shutting as your head falls back. “You did not just refer to me as a ‘champ’ while your dick is inside of me.” You manage to whisper out before the giggles start taking over.

Seunghan smiles stupidly, laughing silently alongside you.

“You’ve never called me that before, do I really feel that good?” He leans further into you, his head dropping into your neck to hide himself. “S’good I can barely think.”

“Yeah?” Your arm moves up to rest against his shoulder, propping yourself against him so your fingers can run through his hair as he nods. “Don’t have to, jus’ make us feel good, that’s all I ask.”

You let him rest for a moment, it gives you a chance to adjust to his size before he pitches back up in tandem with the small, shallow strokes. The top of his head blocks your view of what he does below, but for right now maybe it’s for the better.

The hesitance of hitting deeper or going faster starts catching up to the both of you quicker than you thought it would, eventually the both of you are breathless, grasping and holding onto each other in a way you couldn’t describe as something other than eager, needy, yet you’re too unsure of yourselves to call the shots.

By now you’ve unquestionably gotten over any fickleness that kept you so boxed away from Seunghan, your arms keep him pinned to your chest, his oversized shirt rolling further up your chest with his every move. Your hold on him slackens, his exposed back now only a place for your arms to lay rather than something used to brace yourself, “Faster ‘hani, please.” You softly exhort, your voice so small in your throat that he almost misses it.

Like a true cat his ears almost perk up at the sound, he takes your encouragement to heart. ‘Make us feel good’ he thinks. There’s nothing else he wants more.

Every rock of his hips has more vigour to it than the last, the tip of his cock inevitably hits a place you’ve never managed to discover on your own, and it does nothing but meet the same place over and over again as he continues fucking into you.

“Not gonna last” he huffs, struggling to intake air with the way his muscles are burning and the warm squeeze of your cunt is giving him the same exact feeling. It’s higher in level, the pleasure he bears, engulfing, he couldn’t describe a better feeling, whether it’s your body that gives it to him, or the relief of finally having you to himself he can’t exactly place, but fuck is it thrilling.

You can only do so much being under him like this, but even with an excuse like that you still can’t manage to shut your mouth.

“Don’t have- to!” You squeak, pathetically attempting to meet the rhythm of his hips with your own. With just the effort of his tongue and fingers you were already so far gone, so ready to meet your end, you knew that neither of you would last long when he’d sunken himself down until he couldn’t anymore.

“You’re so.. cute like this baby.” He can’t help but smile whilst bringing a hand down to your clit, his middle finger taps against it, the sticky string of your slick sticking to his skin the more force he uses with each return. You jolt against him each time until his orgasm starts brewing hot and white in a thick band that starts pulling taut, and delicate, he opts to quickly flick his finger against you the more incoherent he becomes.

“Fuck— Y/n, going to! Where- to know, where!”

“‘nside!” Your high washes over you before you can get another word out, your body strains and you don’t have the mind to try and escape the overwhelming rush of pleasure. You can’t hear what sounds you make as your mouth drops open, or the way your body moves in reaction, and Seunghan seems to have endured the same exact experience.

Heavy breaths overlap one another as he settles back over top of you, his hand slipping under the shirt you wear to palm at your breast, his cheek smushes against you as he tucks himself just under your chin.

“What’re you thinking about?” He asks, expecting some heartfelt reply that carries the weight of your existence into profoundly intuitive detail.

“How you called me ‘champ’ in the middle of sex.”

Instead he ends up whining, gently hitting at your arm. “Y/nnn! I did not!”

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#🧸 anon #hong seunghan x reader #hong seunghan x reader smut #hong seunghan imagines #seunghan smut #seunghan x reader #seunghan imagines #riize seunghan smut #riize seunghan x reader #riize smut #riize x reader #riize x reader smut #riize imagines #riize scenarios

[judeswhore]

i want to add to this … so imagine jude scores a winning goal or smth and afterwards he posts a mirror selfie on his private and it’s you on your knees very obviously sucking him off, his hand is holding your hair and you’re wearing his kit w nothing underneath so his name is donned on your back and it’s such a filthy picture but bcs of the angle no one can actually see anything. just a lil sneak peek 🤭🤭🤭 and all his friends are def so sick of him

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i saw ur other ask so for reference to everyone else this is what they’re expanding on

this is so hot to me tho bc🤭🤭he’s always posting dirty pictures of u on his private and his friends have gotten to a point they probably have him muted bc he’s acting like it’s onlyfans sometimes. but he’s scored and ur so proud of him so ofc ur gna give him head as a reward!!! getting on ur knees for him as soon as ur in ur room so ur still in his shirt and that just makes him even more feral bc he loves doing anything sexual with u when u have his name on ur back. sucking him off so good he can’t keep quiet, moaning and whimpering, talking none stop even tho half of it doesn’t make any sense and then he’s getting his phone out and recording/taking pictures and in the pictures it’s just so obvious what ur doing, one hand gripping his thigh, the other so obviously pressed between ur legs but ur head makes it so u can’t actually see what ur doing bc ofc everyone knows when he finally posts the pic. he’s doing it after ur finished fucking and ur laying in bed together, captioning it something so cocky and ridiculous like “winning on and off the pitch” and ur just rolling ur eyes bc he’s an idiot. his friends seeing and just messaging him abt how he’s got no shame and he’s disgusting. bonus points if u screenshot it and then when ur posting like a happy anniversary story that’s a collection of pictures of the two of u and u sneak that picture in and when fans see it they’re all😦😬

#hey jude :) #🧸 anon

[fcthots]

dreamily sighing thinking about jason getting a lil jealous... like you KNOW hes the type to have really good jealousy sex. ofc hed always respect your decisions but if some guy was flirting with you and you didnt notice (me im terrible at picking up on social queues) or he saw how a guy was looking at you? ohhh he's fucking you HARD that night.

he's rough, but he's so needy it's crazy. pounding into you, leaving hickeys where he probably shouldn't, groaning and grunting and he's repeating "mine" over and over. he's telling you you're his and that only he gets to make you feel this good, no one else. he's trembling as he fucks you cause as much as it turns him on to claim you, to make you his, he really does worry about you leaving him for someone "better"

afterwards i think he'd be all needy and cuddly and he'd tell you as much as you're his, he's yours.

-🧸

The amount of cashiers that have flirted w me and I haven't noticed and have had to been dragged away from is terrifying. also just other men in general too. I like to talk.

He wasted no time after he walked inside. He scooped you up and carried you to bed, ruining your shirt in his haste to get it off.

You're splayed out beneath him with your fingers tangled in his hair. Your breathing is labored as he leaves hickeys, very visible hickeys, on your neck and around your collarbones. Eventually he makes his way down, kissing every inch of skin he can get to.

"Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine."

Each word brings him lower and lower. He makes his way to your inner thighs.

"Mine. You hear me? Mine." He punctuates the last one with a hickey to the inside of your left thigh where you know you'll feel it tomorrow when you go to walk.

His mouth finally makes its way to your clit and you thrust your hips forward. He bring one hand to your hips and forces them against the mattress in a bruising grip, using his other hand to prod at your entrance.

He removes his face and begins using his fingers to work you open.

"You're mine, all mine. Mine. No one else can make you feel this good."

Once he's satisfied, he climbs over you and aligns himself with your entrance.

"You want it, baby?" He slides his dick in, but leaves it unmoving.

You nod your head.

"Then say who you belong to."

"Mmph. Shit. You."

His pace is immediately brutal. He trembles as he thrusts.

"'s right, baby. You're mine. So good for me. My pretty baby."

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After it's all said and done, he's the little spoon. You tell him he's yours and that you love him until he falls asleep in your arms.

#eygfurbgurhjb him #saph’s love letters #jason todd #jason todd x reader #saph’s thots #red hood #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd x you #red hood imagine #red hood x reader smut #red hood smut #red hood x you #jason todd smut #jason todd x reader smut #smut #🧸 anon

[princessbrunette]

rafey pulling a little dress over his sleepy gf to get her ready for the party he's dragging her to 🥹🥹 she's just whining with her eyes closed and he's messily putting her little lip gloss on her

also can i please be 🧸or 🌅 anon? i <3 ur work !!

ugh so cute !!!!! you’re in a bad mood, getting no sleep and now rafes dragging you to a party and you’re just outright refusing. he must be a in a good mood though, because he takes pity on you, pressing a kiss to your forehead when you sit up in bed, blinking tiredly at him. “alright, alright. just… stay there, yeah? i’ll help you.”

and it makes ur heart melt cos he emerges from the closet holding the most random dress :(( so determined to get u ready !! hes so cute

#🧸 anon #rafe cameron prompt

[moonchildstyles]

Link nsfw

This is literally pretty girl and older h :((<333333 https://www.tumblr.com/adorebeaa/745547424673742848 him coming home late from work finding her all sleepy under the covers :( he heads to the bathroom to takes his nightly shower and when he comes out he finds her awake with her hair all messy “sorry I woke you up, love” and she’s just shaking her head arms open for him “ah give me a second to change” and she just whines at him and he can’t ever tell her no with those eyes and pouty lips so he just walks up to her “so needy and so pretty too” pulling her into his embrace sitting on the bed, with her on his lap and she literally just hums and purrs as he runs his hands on her back an fingers through her hair. :( she’s kissing his neck gently while he pushes her dress up whispering “cute” when he notices her little sheer black underwear <3 and they just lay there kissing and touching until both of them are satisfied <3 and she makes a little joke about how he probably doesn’t have any energy left for them to do more than kissing and he has to remind her that he can show her right then and there how much stamina he has but he’ll go easy on her and let her remark slide “you are just too sleepy and can’t keep track of what you are saying, right pretty?” Giving her an out :( fingers feeling the fabric of her underwear <3 she looks at him fingers playing with his soft hair<3 he’s waiting patiently for an answer… she nods and he just smirks at her “good girl” kissing her neck and falling asleep with her tucked next to him :( 🧸

WAIIIIIIIIIT I LOVE THIS SOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH :(((((((( like just wrapping her up and kissing her like that nad just them getting to touch and play a little after being apart all day from all of the things :( and him like teasing her and playing that little game like "right, pretty?" just to gt her to laugh:( like this is SOOOOOOO:(

#anon #ask #prosecco inspo #concept #🧸 anon

[rinhaler]

thinking about kissing ino's whole body whenever you get the chance bc usually he's in long sleeves and covered and it's a shame bc he's such a hottie, at the beginning he used to twitch and giggle a lot but now it's so natural and he loves it so much!! he's on the bed shirtless scrolling on his phone and you are kissing on his chest, before you get off he's pushing your head down to his abs "more" it's all he says before tossing his phone to the side, you finish with his abs and he pushes your head down further to his hips, once you finish there he goes "let's make out" but when you are about to leave the place between his legs he grabs the back of your head and guides you to his crotch "go on, you can be as sloppy as you want, he loves it"

ino makes my brain go mushy and i knowwww he is a head pusher

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okay i would quite literally pass away if he did this and spoke to me like this im??? HELP

#💌 — luxe mail #🧸 anon #not mine #ino x reader #ino takuma x reader #head pushing rly....... does it for me i cant lie

[ohbo-ohno]

omgomgomgomggggg u mentioned reader locked in a cage watching her stuffed bear through the bars and my mind immediately started racing. do u think when they have her locked up they sit just outside the bars teasing her with her stuffed bear shaking him around just outside her reach? taunting her and cooing when tears slide down her cheeks😭they throw a blanket over ur cage and leave u there for “puppy’s nap time” i’m actually shaking

oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my

this is a little long one because both of these concepts have killed me and i lost control of myself

im shaking. hyperventilating. quivering. i am an unrecognizable person after reading these asks.

forced into a cage fucking GETS ME!!! noncon puppy play you will always be famous. both of my noncon/dubcon ghostsoap puppyplay things (say that five times fast) have johnny falling into a type of subspace really quickly so i haven't actually gotten to write a lot of a forced puppy reacting badly and i want to so MUCH!!! might do it with ghostsoap in a follow up to the thing i just posted honestly. it's so fucking delicious

but anyways. in this au the cage you get shoved in isn't johnny's cage, it's one they made for you so you can keep them company during their murderous free time. that means the cage is small, you-sized :( you can't sit up straight in it, can't stretch your legs out the whole way, can't even really kneel straight up. a tiny little space for a tiny little girl oh im going to be SICK

i like the idea of reader having a little nest of her own in their cabin, filled with soft things for her to relax into (and, of course, a hook for them to leash her to) so i feel like her cage in the basement is probably a little ugly. probably no blankets or pillows, shoved in the middle of the room somewhere so there's no place where you can hide (aka press yourself against the wall), leaves you exposed and vulnerable and cold. poor little puppy :( crying and sniffling and begging them not to force you in, but they just chuckle and ruffle your hair a bit, force you to your knees.

all that being said: your little bear johnny and bear simon are in the bad cage with you <3

the stuffy (im calling it a bear but fill in an animal if you'd like) is a total comfort object for you, something that has gone through every bad thing right by your side. when they fuck you, you almost always have the bear in your arms. when they force you to their torture dungeon, the bear is either in your arms or in your eyeline. maybe one of the times they hunt you simon slips the little bear into your arms while johnny is fucking you in the dirt, smirks a little when you thank him and hold it tight to your chest.

if you get really worked up from what they're doing one of them throws an old blanket over your cage. it makes everything so much worse - you can't see anything, you're left alone in this cold dark space, and you can still hear every sound of pain and the tools your kidnappers are using. but for some reason you feel more vulnerable in the dark (like a bird lol) so you go quiet, hunch down real low and squeeze your eyes shut so you can't see the bloodstains on the blanket. simon on johnny think they're helping you cause you don't sound nearly as scared when you can't see anything <3 gives them horrible ideas involving blindfolds but that's another thing

johnny keeping your bear from you. it's like the two of you want me dead. “do you wanna come out now?🥺” “you want your bear??🥺” “are you gonna be a good girl now???🥺🥺” and "teasing her with her stuffed bear shaking him around just outside her reach? taunting her and cooing when tears slide down her cheeks" like im so fucking GONE it's actually not even funny.

you get real puppy-like when they make you beg for your bear. little paws held out, eyes all big and teary, panting and wiggling around cause you want your toy so badly. simon telling you to take the stuffy with your teeth, and you whine because you don't want to bite your bear!!!! but he says johnny and i bite you all the time, puppy, if you can take it so can your bear so you finally lean forward, get a little loose hold on the stuffy's leg where johnny's holds it out

but he's so mean, because he doesn't let it go :( just smiles real big at the sight of you on your knees, little puppy toy between your teeth. go on, he'd say take it, lass. and you try!!! you tug it a little, shake your head a bit, but he won't let go!! he won't give you your bear!!!

until simon tells him to, a gruff that's enough tug o' war, johnny, she's been a good girl. hand it over. and then the stuffy is yours again, finally. you'd tuck it up right in your arms, hold it close to your chest and bury you nose in the soft fur with your eyes squeezed shut. you ignore the little coos from above you, fully throw yourself into loving on your bear

#asks and answers #serial killer ghoap x reader #favorites #if only for those fucking ASKS jfc #off topic but ghoap locking you in the Bad Cage (tm) as punishment and leaving you alone with the corpses. hm. #🧸 anon