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princessbrunette · 3 months

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could u do a “ur not rafes gf but..” like ur not dating him but u do everything as a couple, as if he treats u like ur his gf and will do anything to protect u but it’s innocent reader!

ps- i love ur page!! 🎀

thank u ! 🧁

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you’re not rafes girlfriend, but…

he still tugs your skirt down when it starts riding up your asscheeks as you bounce around the country club unaware, the taller boy manhandling you to stay still so he can fix your near wardrobe malfunction. “you wanna show the entire country club your panties or what? shit…”

he still drops you home when he sees you outside a house party, way too drunk with no one looking after you— irritably chewing his gum, rolling his eyes as he ushers you into the car and does up your seatbelt. “jesus, kid. you need some better friends.”

he still kisses you on the forehead after seeing you at one of wards parties, gently telling you that “pogues are bad, okay? don’t wanna see you messing around with the wrong crowd, you hear me?” smiling all sweetly when you nod your head obediently.

he still wordlessly pushes the random kook talking to you at a party back by the shoulder, imposing his height on him as an intimidation tactic, muttering something by his ear that you don’t quite catch until the guy clears off, before turning around to you and taking away your drink. “clearly way past your fuckin’ limit. don’t give me that look, m’taking you home.”

he still shushes you in your bedroom whilst your family host an event downstairs, making you cum hard around his fingers because you were giving him the eyes all night. “god i— i thought you were innocent. bet you were plottin’ this huh, baby? giving me the fuck me eyes like that around your family. what would they think huh? m’not even your fuckin’ boyfriend and i’m defiling their daughters pretty little pussy upstairs. so classless.” ultimately making you cry but that’s what you wanted right?

he still ignores every other girl in the room to stare at you in awe when you walk in, wondering why the fuck he’s fumbling you so bad and why he won’t just man up and make you all his !!

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#anon #rafe cameron prompt

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jasonsmirrorball · 7 months

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IRIS EYES JASON TODD

↳ you surprise jason with flowers

You come home with a bouquet of irises tucked into the crook of your elbow and the smile you reserve only for him. Jason pauses at the door, confused, even as he lowers his head for you to kiss him hello.

“Hi, handsome,” you say sweetly, lips brushing against his cheek. You turn your cheek expectantly, and Jason returns the gesture, hands brushing against your waist. “How was your day?”

“Better now,” he says, distracted. The purple is a splash of colour against your black shirt, violet and yellow, bright and pretty. “Those are pretty.”

Your smile widens as you toe off your shoes. “You think so?”

He can’t help but grin down at you, taking your bag from your other shoulder. “Yeah, baby. Who got you those?”

He can’t help it, the small flame burning low in his gut. He’s a little jealous at the thought, but buries it under the feel of you close. It’s him you’ve returned to, after all, your hand in his as he leads you to the couch.

You let out a little laugh when he sits, standing between his legs still. “Nobody got them for me. I saw them when I was walking to the subway, thought they looked pretty. Do you like them?”

First comes selfish relief, and a silent promise to fill the vase in your bedroom. And then, Jason’s forehead creases when he registers the latter half of your statement. He leans forward, still clutching your hand.

“I do, but hold on. You walked?” he asks, frowning. “Why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve picked you up, pretty.”

“It’s only a few minutes, don’t be silly,” you murmur and his lips turn down at the corners but you pay his pout no mind. “Anyway, I wanted to surprise you.”

You press the bouquet into his arms then, almost shyly, gauging his reaction with bated breath. He stills.

“The girl at the stall said they meant a bunch of things,” you say quietly, a finger reaching up to stroke one of the petals, darting up to look at him bashfully. “I liked the idea of trust, though. And hope. I mostly got them because they were pretty, and I thought of you…is that okay?”

His heart, battle-worn and slashed, beats lamely in his chest. Affection warms him overwhelmingly, and he smiles down at the flowers, blushing.

“You got these for me?” he tries to tease, but it comes out a little breathless, and you nod, biting your lip. He looks at them a little longer, pretty things nestled in his arms, before he sets them aside gently and replaces their weight with yours. “Come here, you.”

He doesn’t mention the clouds that had gathered today, or the hurt that had bled into his every movement in the morning. You don’t know that his heart had spent his waking hours squeezing painfully in his chest, or that he’d woken gasping for breath in air that had felt to him like murky water.

And yet, you come to him in the darkest hour, bearing flowers just because. He noses at your temple, kisses you sweet and slow.

“Angel,” he mutters into your mouth, hands cradling you close. “Bringing me flowers, asking if it’s okay.”

You laugh when his fingers skim your sides, and he grins into the kiss. Your hands make a home on his neck, and shoulder, knees pressing into the couch as he hauls you into his lap.

“Love you,” you murmur and he swallows it, pressing them back into the roof of your mouth.

“Thank you,” he whispers. For the flowers, for coming home to me.

thank u for this request anon !!

#jay my heart #jasonsmirrorball #jason todd x reader #jason todd imagine #x reader #jason todd reader insert #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you

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feasibilities · 1 month

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Sight and Smell - Tom x Married!Reader (NSFW)

Synopsis: Tom has feelings for you and won't let anyone stop him from telling you how he feels. Warnings: Drug Use, Infidelity, Allusions to Cuckolding, Sex as Punishment, Choking, Pining, etc. Author's Note: Readers need love too! I did some research on luxury hotels in Dublin as well (because I want a late-night rendezvous with Cillian in one of them). Also, thank you @mothhball for tagging me in the prompt that spawned this insane story. I hope you enjoy it!

The sight of your beautiful smile and the smell of your redolent perfume were mainstays of Tom’s psyche. He knew your husband, Seán, since they were kids. You came along during secondary school. He knew it was wrong to lust for any woman who wasn’t Marianne, but you were different. For the first time, he felt a deep-seated jealousy toward his friend. Knocking on the front door, Tom was finally prepared to tell you how he really felt. This party would go down in history.

“Hey, Tom. Seán will be here soon. Won’t you come in?” You smiled sweetly. You noticed that he looked disheveled and restless.

“Of course.” Tom replied. While you led him to the kitchen, he admired how your black dress hugged your figure. He hated that Seán got to see the treasures that lie underneath.

“Where’s Marianne?” You inquired, going back to cleaning the champagne flutes.

“U-um, she wasn’t feeling well so she stayed back.” Tom faltered, taking quick peeks at your cleavage.

“Ah. Well, I hope she feels better soon. How have you been?” You asked.

“Fine.” Tom answered plainly

Walking toward him, you placed the back of your hand on his forehead.

“Are you feeling okay, hun?” You asked innocently.

Taking your hand away, Tom hurried to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. You heard him lock it shut shortly after. You stood there stunned before continuing to prepare for the party.

After separating the thin white powder into lines, he gummed what was left over on his fingers. Snorting each line was like a hard reset for his body. His heart felt like it was clawing its way out of his chest. Collapsing near the bathroom sink, he trembled and cursed himself. He sat himself up in a corner and breathed deeply. The palpitations of his heart subsided.

Hearing offbeat jazz come from the living area, Tom jumped up and gathered himself. He had to get this out of his system before guests arrived. It was now or never.

“I need to talk to you.” Tom blurted out, watching you arrange hors d'oeuvres on multiple platters.

“Fucking hell, Tom. You scared me half to death.” You jumped.

“Listen, it’s very important-“ Tom started.

“Can it wait until after the party, hun?” You corrected.

“It can’t.” Tom said, growing irritated by the second.

“Fine. What is it?” You said, exasperated.

“I have loved you since I met you all those years ago. I think about you all the time. I hate that Seán got to you first.” Tom confessed, staring into your eyes.

You stayed silent and stared back at him. You felt a mix of panic and curiosity. Seán would kill Tom with his bare hands if he heard this conversation. Tom’s advances made sense—especially since you felt the same way. You loved your husband with all of your heart, but you can’t say you never thought about leaving. He was away for work way too much. When he was here, he wasn’t present emotionally. Intimacy was poorer than it had ever been. You yearned for something different—rather, something electrifying. Tom was the closest you could get.

“We can’t do it here, Tom. I can meet you in a hotel after the party. Now, take these platters into the dining room. Be careful to not let anything fall.” You ordered.

Tom’s eyes widened at your proposal. You’ve never seen him move so fast in the time that you knew him. Guests, including Seán, began to arrive. He kissed you deeply and gave you an embarrassingly hard smack on your ass. It felt like he was putting on the show of a happy couple in front of everyone. Tom was left to brood angrily as you gave him sympathetic glances throughout the party. Shortly after everyone’s departure, you got a text from Tom about your impending rendezvous.

Room 427 at The Westbury. Hope you’re still up for the challenge.

“Challenge?” You murmured as you applied your makeup at your vanity.

“Where are you headed, love?” Seàn slurred, toying with your hair. He was too drunk to notice you flipping your phone over.

“Out with friends. I’ll be back late.” You replied.

“You know, I want to spend more time with you. I miss you.” He said, kissing your shoulder and starting to untie your house robe. This was another empty promise. You politely moved his hands and went back to finishing your makeup.

“We can spend time together when I get back, Seán. I need some time to myself, ’s all.” You said. Finally getting the message, he stumbled to the bed and fell asleep.

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“Fuck, right there…” You moaned as Tom thrusted into you at steady pace. You raked your nails down his back—marking your territory for the time being. He stared down at you with the same admiration earlier. He loved the way your breasts moved with each thrust. He loved the resplendent noises you made when he bottomed out. You clenched around him as your legs began to shake. Your eyes fluttered shut before you felt his hand grab your throat. He squeezed enough to limit your blood flow. You were lightheaded, but still conscious.

“Open your fucking eyes. This is what you wanted, right?” Tom hissed, speeding up his movements. This time was much more brutal.

“Yes.” You whimpered, feeling like you were about to break in half.

Tom kissed you harshly and watched as you fell apart. Unintelligible praises came from you as he pounded you into the plush mattress. Your walls spasmed frenetically as you came. He wanted to make sure that you thought of him every time you fucked Seán. To his own perverse wish, this was payback for not choosing the better man. Flipping you on your stomach, Tom yanked your hips backward and started taking you from behind. He put a pillow underneath you to soften the blows, but to no avail. He was reaching depths that your husband dreamed of. You weeped quietly and

“Would be fucking sick if Seán came in and saw me nailing his wife, eh?” Tom teased, panting in your ear. A cruel part of you got off on the thought of him listening in on you two. Maybe he would give you the attention you deserve. A faint “Mhmm” emitted from you in response.

“Cum inside me.” You cooed, looking back at him with heavy eyes. You bit your lip and clenched around him once more. His thrusts staggered as he came with a loud groan. You sung his praises as he came down from his high. Pulling out, he saw his seed beginning to spill out of you. He caught some with his fingers and pushed it back inside. He pumped himself mindlessly before laying next to you. His stark blue eyes studied your features. He traced his fingertips along your back. You looked back at him lovingly before drifting off to sleep.

Grabbing your lace underwear from the floor, Tom huffed them desperately. Similar to cocaine, he felt a sense of euphoria. He took in the sweet, earthy scent as he grew hard again. He didn't want to disturb you, so he walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. He finally got what he wanted.

#tom #the party #cillian murphy #tom x reader #cillian murphy smut #cillian murphy fanfiction #fanfiction #love #marriage #my writing #2017

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danikamariewrites · 6 months

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I absolutely adore your work!! Its ssoooooooo goood, i dont know how you do it! ❤️❤️

I dont know if your taking requests or not so if not have a wonderful rest of your day ! But if you are, I saw this thing on tiktok about how when two people sleep together in a bed, the person who sleeps closest to the door is sort of the 'protecter' as they are the closest if theres an intruder. So could I request an imagine like that with Azriel were he and reader go to bed and she's on the side closest to the door but her refuses to let her sleep there because he wants to be able to protect her from intruders or something along the lines of that?

Again absolutely love your work and have a wonderful day/night!!!

My Side of the Bed

Azriel x reader

A/n: Thank you! this is so cute 🥰 I hope u have a good day/night too

Warnings: none

Azriel looked himself over in the mirror one last time as he placed his toothbrush back in the holder. Opening the door into the dim bedroom he saw you making yourself comfortable on his side of the bed.

“What are you doing?” He asks softly, placing his hands on his hips. His lips can’t help but pull into a grin as he looks down at you. You look so cute snuggled up in the blankets and holding on to his pillow.

“I just wanted to sleep on this side tonight. That way my side can smell like you when you leave in the morning.” Azriel’s heart melted. That made him never want to have you wake up alone ever again.

He cooed at you, sitting on the edge of the bed. “That’s sweet baby, but this is my side.” He says sweetly as he flips you on to your side of the bed.

“Hey!” You try to move back over but Azriel is quicker. His shadows throw the blanket over your face and pull you back until he’s settled.

When the blanket slips to reveal your scowl Azriel is tearing up from laughing so hard. Your angry facade breaks and you can’t help but laugh with him. Loving these moments with your mate where he’s vulnerable and free.

Azriel pulls you to lay on his chest and you go down without complaint. Settling into his warm embrace you start to trace the dark swirls on his chest and shoulders. Occasionally paying a little extra attention to the scars that litter his upper body.

Breaking the comfortable silence you ask, “Why do you always take that side of the bed? Even when we’re away I’m always close to a wall.”

“Because I always want to be closest to the door.” He says through a yawn. Your brows scrunch in confusion. “Why?”

“In case of an intruder, that way I can be up to protect you.” You tilt your head against him. A small smile pulling at the corner of your lip. “Really?”

“Absolutely. It’s my job to keep you safe.” “But all the houses are warded.”

“Doesn’t matter.” Azriel says with a strictness you had never heard. He shifts so your laying nose-to-nose on his pillow, he cups your exposed jaw. “I will always protect you. Doesn’t matter what time of day or night. You are always my priority.”

He places a featherlight kiss to the tip of your nose before resting his forehead against yours. “I love you Azriel.” “I love you more sweets.”

Azriel pulls you impossibly closer to his chest. Your head resting under his chin and arms around your middle as you drift off.

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little-miss-dilf-lover · 9 months

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heyyy girlie can u plz write a Miguel x femreader where reader is drunk? Thxxxx

hii bby!! love it!! thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

one too many

miguel o’hara x fem!reader

wc 572

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"All right, that's it," Miguel sweetly instructs, helping your drunken state out of the car. "Right leg first... that's it, now put it down,"

"It's too heavy," you groan, head falling back to rest against the seat.

"What's too heavy, mama?"

"My head," you mumble, rubbing your temples. "It's too... big,"

"That's what happens when you order a bottle of tequila," he lowly chuckles, slipping his arms underneath you and bringing you to his chest. "If you think it hurts now, wait ‘til tomorrow." he grins, kissing your forehead as he carries you towards the house.

Since Miguel had been working more than usual this last week, he knew it was only fair to take you out on a date to make up for lost time, to apologise even. Work was important to Miguel, but you're much more. He never wanted to take you for granted, so dates were imperative to show you how much he appreciated you.

So this evening, after a week of missed dinners and late nights, he took you out for dinner and drinks at one of your favourite bars. You didn't drink often, but that didn't mean you weren't partial to the occasional beverage. Since you weren't a regular drinker, your alcohol intolerance was low- extremely low compared to your towering and muscular boyfriend.

"Okay, you think you can sit here and wait for me?" Miguel rhetorically asks, gently placing you at the edge of the bed. "I'll only be a minute," he says softly, trying to slip out of your grip.

"I don't want you to leave me again," you sadly smile, loosening your hold around his forearm.

"Cariño... baby,” he sighs, crouching to the floor between your knees. "I'm sorry. I should've been here, it's just—"

"I know," you interrupt, looking down at him as you play with the framing strands of hair around his face. "I just miss you, that's all... I miss having you around,"

"I know, mama. And I'm sorry," he says, his lips lining in a soft smile. "I haven't been here,"

"It's okay," you nod, brushing your thumbs over his cheeks. "You're here now," you say, speaking as though your goal was to comfort him.

Miguel doesn't say anything. He smiles, looking up at you. "What would I do without you?" he whispers, pushing the hair away from your eyes, tucking the rogue strands behind your ears. "Hermosa," he adds, kissing the tip of your nose as he stands. "Let's get you ready for bed, hm? How does that sound?"

"Good... very good," you laugh, kicking off your heels. "This dress has been killing me,"

Chuckling. "I’m sure,"

Miguel helps undress you, working gently to remove the uncomfortable fabric from your sleepy form, giving you moments of privacy between- even though it was nothing he hadn't seen before.

He cautiously removes your makeup, delicately swiping the cloth over your face, being extra careful around your eyes. He adds a thin layer of your favourite moisturiser, then dresses you in one of his t-shirts before carrying you to the top of the bed, tucking you under the covers.

Miguel returns a few minutes later with sweatpants draping from his hips, two glasses of water and a pack of paracetamol. He sets the glass and medicine on your nightstand before sliding into bed beside you, immediately pulling you to his chest.

He kisses your forehead, adjusting you in his arms. "Goodnight, querida."

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artwork is by shuploc

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mrvlbimbo · 2 years

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ughhhh eddie having a nightmare where his gf leaves him only for him to wake up with her drooling all over his arm in her sleep 🥺

“Ugh you’re such a freak, Munson. We’re done,” her words snapped through him like a bullet.

“Please babe, where is this coming from?” He asks, distraught and defeated.

Somewhere deep down he always knew he wasn’t good enough for her but the longer she stayed, his insecurity lessened. He thought maybe they really were meant for each other, he never expected her to do this.

She cackled at his words, a far cry from her usual sweet giggles. He had never heard the acrid sound out of her mouth, it made his stomach turn. “Please, you seriously thought someone like you could be with someone like me?”

“I know I’m not the most popular. But I love you baby, that’s gotta count for something,” he pleaded, going the whole nine yards and getting on his knees to beg.

“I never want to see you again. Not as my boyfriend, not even to buy weed from. Stay the fuck away from me,” she spat, pushing him over from his kneeling position infront of her.

The ground started to crumble around him, bits and chunks giving way to a blank void beneath. The sounds of her chilling laughter echoed through his mind.

He woke startled, hot tears still falling down his cheeks. He was quick to settle down though when he realized his girlfriend was still asleep.

She rested peacefully, head on his bicep. So peacefully that drool seeped out of the corner of her mouth.

She had the most pleasant expression on her face. If he wasn’t worried about waking her he would be kissing every plane of her face and thanking whatever higher power that his nightmare was untrue.

Luckily, he didn’t have to worry about that for long. Almost as if she could feel his unease, her eyes fluttered open and met his. “Baby. What’s wrong?” She cooed, instantly noticing something was off.

The tears continued to flow, his only reprise was pulling her tightly to his chest so she could hear his rapidly beating heart. “I love you so much,” he sobbed, kissing her forehead over and over again likely to the point where it became excessive.

She tilted her head up, grabbing his face in her hands. “I love you too, but why are you crying?” She asked, punctuating her words with a soft kiss to his jaw.

“I had a nightmare,” he admitted, hiccuping slightly with the force of holding back sobs.

“Aww. My poor baby. What do you need from me?” she asked sweetly, pulling his head to rest on her chest the way she knew he loved.

“Just stay,” he murmured and wrapped his arms around her in turn, already satiated by the comfortable and familiar position.

“Ed’s. It’s three in the morning, I’m not going anywhere,” she giggled, playing with a strand of his soft fluffy hair.

“No. Stay forever. I never wanna loose you,” he admitted, his eyes fluttering shut as her fingers ran over a particularly sensitive spot on his head.

“Is that what your dream was about?” She asked, grabbing his jaw in her other hand and tilting his eyes up to look at her.

He nodded his head. Usually he would be embarrassed but she was giving him the most gentle look. He just wanted to freeze this moment and keep it in a bottle for whenever he felt insecure about his relationship, seeing that love in her eyes would chase away his doubts.

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junnieverse · 7 months

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FUTURE SON IN LAW ➳ P. JONGSEONG

➙ synopsis: you had been together with jay for a little over a year now and your parents were constantly on your case asking about this special boyfriend of yours. what you weren't expecting was how much they loved him, dare i say even more than you?

pairing: non idol!jay park x afab!reader

genre: fluff, strangers to lovers au

word count: 1.3k

request: " hiii! can i pls request jay meeting your parents for the first time? i just read your “jay as your bf” one and need more husband material jay!! <3 thank u babes :) "

warnings: not proofread

a/n: thanks for this sweet req anon, I think we can all agree husband material jay is the best there is.

"I feel sick." you say opening up a window to get some fresh air into the car.

"You're more worried about today than I am love, breathe okay, everything is going to go well." jay tells you as he holds your one hand keeping the other on the steering wheel.

Today was d-day.

You were finally introducing your boyfriend Jay to your parents.

It's not that you didn't want your parents to meet your boyfriend, it's more so worrying because he would be the first guy you'd be formally introducing them to and not knowing how that could go scared you.

Now no man was perfect, you could attest to that, but Jay was sure damn near perfect in every aspect you could possibly imagine.

A dream come true some might even say.

So why were you losing your mind and growing more anxious the closer you got to the restaurant you were supposed to meet them.

"We're here. Don't overthink it, I don't want you going in there stressing yourself. You ready?" jay asks before kissing your forehead and you nod.

Being the first out of the car, he walks over to your side opening the door for you as he takes your hand in his getting out the car approaching the restaurant.

Walking in, you begin scanning the venue and spot your family around a large table conversing.

It was your niece's birthday today and so your sister thought a small intimate family dinner would be nice after the birthday party she had with friends during the day.

This also seemed like the perfect way to introduce your boyfriend to your family and most importantly, your parents.

Looking over to Jay once more, you smoothen out his suit as you adjust his tie, you couldn't believe you got to call this guy your boyfriend.

You clutch onto Jay's hand a little tighter and finally walk to the table and your six year old niece was the first to notice you both.

"Aunt (y/n)!" she screams excitedly as she ran over to you jumping into your arms.

"Hi sweetie, happy birthday." you tell her hugging her tightly.

"Thank you." she sweetly says still holding on to you not paying any mind to Jay solely focusing on you.

"Good evening everyone. I hope you don't mind, but I brought a very special date with me today." you say nervously as Jay politely bows before out stretching his hand to shake everyone's.

"I'm Jay Park. (Y/n)'s boyfriend." he formally introduces himself as your dad chokes on the glass of water he was drinking.

Since the formalities were now settled, the table seemed to have turned into an investigation room.

Your sister didn't really have much to say since she had already heard about Jay from you (he was all you spoke about) and she could tell how happy he made you and that was enough to approve of him in her books.

Your parents were nailing the poor guy with all these questions but Jay assured you that this was nothing and it was a 'rite of passage' to be questioned by their significant other's parents.

He made sure he answered all their questions to the best of his ability and he was seemingly doing well and they were all impressed.

"So when did you two meet?" your mom asks looking between the two of you.

"It was about a year ago. We have the same mutual friend and he thought we both had personalities that could really match and we would get along and decided to set us up during a group hang out." jay tells them smiling over at you.

It felt like all your worries were washing away with each question, all of them were answered impeccably and you should've known Jay would've handled this incredibly.

"So any plans after getting your degree?" your dad asks him.

"I want to go into culinary full time, I'm already working towards opening up my own restaurant one day and hopefully I can also get your blessing to marry your daughter around that time in the future too." he confidently says which seems to have left the entire table in shock, including you.

Marriage was a topic you and Jay had lightly went over in the past but hearing him say this for the first time made butterflies erupt in your stomach.

He was slowly but surely winning over your parents.

Your niece on the other hand may need a bit more convincing.

She moved from the seat beside her mom and forcefully sat between you and Jay because she wanted to 'sit next to her favourite person' (her mom was holding back tears at this point).

"Aunt (y/n), I think this man is stealing you away from me." she whispers in your ear pouting as she picked at her food.

"Oh no sweetie, my boyfriend Jay is a great person. Maybe if you talk to him a bit more you'll see how funny and cool he is and why I think you'll like him too." you laugh softly brushing a hair out of her face as she hesitantly nods.

"I love your daughter sir. She has definitely shown me a different perspective to life that I didn't notice before and now I can't imagine any part of my life without her." you overhear Jay say to your dad as he nods with his pokerface on display but you could see the corners of his lips curling into a small smile.

By the end of the night, it felt as if Jay was part of the family and he had known everyone for years now.

Taking in the sight of him with your niece almost brought tears to your eyes too.

Her little hand was holding onto his pinky as she told him about how she wanted to be a rockstar when she grows up after Jay told her he could play the guitar.

This all felt like the perfect way to end the night.

"Oh honey, why didn't you introduce us to Jay sooner, he's amazing." your mother lighty hits your arm before squeezing you in a tight hug.

"I'm just glad you didn't bring around some druggie kid angel." your dad says leaving a kiss on your forehead before hugging you as well.

"I didn't know how either of you would react or how this relationship would go so I didn't didn't to introduce him too early." you tell them looking down.

"If you break up I'm coming for you, not him. He is so in love with you that he might as well tattoo it across his forehead." your sister chimes in watching her daughter still with Jay as she laughed at a joke he made.

"Don't say it too loud, he might actually hear you and do it. And I do not plan on breaking up, I can't lose Jay." you jokingly say before adding in that last part.

Meeting your family went way better than you had expected and all that relief seeped in as you sat in Jay's car after saying goodbye to your family.

"See I told you everything would go well." jay says and you only nod accepting defeat that you stressed over nothing and that Jay was right.

"Hate to say it but I think they like you more than me. You're their future son in law in their eyes now." you admit feeling betrayed by your own family.

"Well I'm just glad that they like me. They have to since I'm in love with their daughter." he says.

He holds onto your hand kissing the back of your palm and you felt yourself falling in love with Jay all over again.

"Thank you." you say to him giving him a tight hug over the seat as he hugs you back rubbing your back gently.

"For what love?" he asks chuckling at your sudden behaviour.

"Everything really. I just appreciate you." you admit letting out a sigh.

"Well I appreciate you too. How about we go home now and have a movie marathon date, I'll make you whatever you want." he suggests and you laugh softly.

"How can I not marry you when you're this amazing, husband material at its finest. You better put a ring on it Jongseong."

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vcnillazelda · 1 year

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hey bubb!!

if your requests are open, could u write (if ur comfortable with) something about ghost x shy/civillian f!reader?

i hope that ur having a wonderful day and thank you!!x :)

my lovely

simon riley x reader

summary: simon comes home to you.

tags: civilian! reader, shy! reader, established relationship, fluff, marriage, domestic fluff bc i crave it didnjfjsdo

a/n: this is adorable gocjdidkkd. we’re getting to the point where we have to reuse gifs so i’m sorry about that 😭

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“my love?” a familiar voice calls. you perk up, putting your phone down. “simon?” you call back, and surely enough your husband peers into your shared bedroom. you smile brightly, getting up hug him. his warm arms wrap around your waist, scooping you up so your legs wrapped around his hips as the two of you finally reunite after six grinding months of not seeing each other. “i missed you so much..!” you tell him, squeezing him tightly. simon chuckles softly, kissing your temple as he carries you back to bed. “i missed you too, love.” he replies, setting you down as he changes from his work clothes. “do you mind if i shower?” he asks, soft brown eyes looking at you and you feel yourself falling in love all over again. “of course not, go shower. you deserve it.” you smile, and simon nods, giving you a parting kiss before heading to the bathroom with clean clothes.

he takes 15 minutes, immediately coming back to you after drying his hair properly. “come here..!” you smile, opening your arms to him. simon climbs onto the bed, kissing your lips sweetly. “i missed you so much.” you mumble, cusping his cheeks. “i missed you too, baby. i’m happy to be home again.” he sighs, weight pressing onto you. you hum softly, burying your face into his neck as simon lays atop of you. “how’s your six months been?” he asks, gently stroking your sides before rolling onto his side of the bed. you follow him, curling into his chest. “lonely.” you pout, it’s quite dramatic but you have to admit you were very lonely when simon was away. “m’sorry, baby.” he mumbles, kissing your pouty lips. “it’s okay. it’s your job, and i promised to always wait for you.” you smile, kissing over his jaw. “yet, i have to admit… recently i’ve been worried… you’ve been away for a long time simon, and without much communication. i’m scared i’ll get that news..” you whisper. simon grasps your chin, pulling you to look at him. “i would never leave you.” he declares, and you sigh. “you can’t control that.” you mutter, yet simon doubles down. “i will never abandon you, baby. never.” he states, kissing your lips.

“simon…” you frown, burying your head into his shoulder as his hand rubs your hip slowly. “don’t go all shy. i haven’t seen you in months.” he chuckles, kissing your neck. you hum softly, staying snuggled into his body. “i’m afraid of losing you, simon.” you repeat your worries to him, and simon sighs. “i wont die on you. you keep me going.” he replies, kissing your forehead. “i’ve had nightmares about it… i wish you could stay here longer.” you sigh, closing your eyes. “i’ll see what i can do… i want to be here with you.” simon responds, hand slipping from your hip and rubbing his back gently. “you don’t have to…” you mutter, shrinking into a small ball in your lovers grasp. “i want to. i want you to be happy.” simon practically purrs, kissing your forehead. “i love you…” you whisper, face ablaze with how flustered you had grown. simon let’s out a soft laugh. “we’ve been married for four years and you’re still so shy.” he muses, kissing your lips. you break into a soft smile, kissing him again. “get some rest, love.” simon mutters, lips gently pressing to your forehead.

“only if you’ll stay with me.” you respond, hands slipping under his shirt to massage the taunt muscles in his back. “i promised to always stay with you the day we got married.” he whispers as you relax further against him, fingers rubbing deep circles over his aching back. he hums softly. “i love you simon.” you mutter, kissing his slightly exposed collarbone gently. “i love you more, love.”

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hungharrington · 10 months

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omg a huge congrats again on hitting 1K bae!! u deserve it sm and I'm so excited for this sleepover teehee

soooo if it tickles your fancy I figured I'd send smth in early for our communal bf steve, could be as long as u want it to be!

[ GAZING ] receiver taking sender’s jaw and saying “look at me” during sex or foreplay.

oh and have an amazing day ofc <3

aster! thank u so much honey :') feelin v loved and im glad u were as excited as me!! here's to the communal boyf <3 enjoy <3 MDNI, fem!reader, this entire blog is 18+

You're trying not to be overwhelmed but it's a lot.

Everything feels turned up to 11; the very sound of your heartbeat in your ears, the pulse of lust that thrums through your body, the feel of Steve's cock gliding in and out of your wet heat in a deliciously slow drag. It's a lot.

You can feel yourself trembling, just a little bit, your hands around Steve's shoulders sinking tighter in their hold.

"Steve," you cry, tugging him closer. You need to hide your face away, need to have him closer, need him to go slower— no, faster. You don't know what you want, so you just press your face into his shoulder and mewl his name again. "Steve."

The sound of your slick is loud, a lewd sort of squelch as Steve fucks you into the mattress, his body pressed above yours. He's moaning lowly, one hand on your hip, one fisting the sheets beside your head. He looks fucking ethereal — hair messy and that slight flush to his face, pleasure contorting his features.

His hips meet yours in a teasing pace, deep enough to have your back arching with every thrust and yet not enough. The fire in your gut coils up tighter ever so slowly. You want- you want— you want more. But god, it's so much.

You shift your legs, sliding them up til they wrap snug around Steve's waist — you pull him closer, need him closer.

"Y'good, honey?" Steve asks, voice raspy and breathy. "My girl okay?"

His words only succeed in winding the knot in your belly tighter and you pull him closer, eyes scrunched up as you silently urge him to go faster. You're not sure if you're capable of saying anything except his name. Whiney little noises escape your mouth, chest heaving. You sound completely fucked out.

Steve's hips slow in their pace and the whine that escapes you it pitiful, your legs around his waist tightening in hopes he'll continue. You can feel Steve's tummy press against yours as he shifts closer, his hand moving to move some hair out of your face. He hasn't stopped, his hips still roll into yours, cock fucking in and out of your hot cunt, but it's tantalizingly slow.

"Hey, hey, hey," He starts, voice a low little whisper. "Lemme see your face, hmm? C'mon, look at me." His fingers move, tucking under your jaw and nudging you out from hiding away in his shoulder.

Your eyes crease open, mouth already hung open in a whimpering moan and Steve softens completely at the sight of you; his girl, all teary-eyed on his cock. He purposefully nudges his cock in deeper, his hand on his hip holding you in a place and you mewl out pathetically — Steve surging forward to capture the noise with his kiss. He stays close, forehead pressed against your own.

"Oh, baby," He coos, not unkind. He gives a sloppy kiss to your cheek at the same time his hand travels off your hips, his fingers finding your clit. You gasp into his mouth, back arching up so your tits scrape against his chest, and Steve grins. "That's it, just take it. Good fucking girl, taking what I give her, yeah?"

"Steve," you gasp, fingernails digging into his skin by now. You feel delirious, can feel the beginnings of white hot pleasure teasing at your edges.

"I know, I know," Steve murmurs sweetly, his thrusts starting to pick up the pace. The sounds of your slick mix with the slap of skin on skin as he starts to fuck properly, his fingers still dancing on your clit. You moan louder. "You just take it and feel good, mm? That's it..."

#FUN #LITTLE BLURBS ARE FUN #steve harrington x reader #steve x reader #steve harrington #jay writes #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader smut #asks #jay answers #thank u for sending one in honey! mwah mwah #jays 1k sleepover

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sunboki · 1 year

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SKZ WHEN YOU FAKE OUT A KISS

including; ot8

notes; thanks for the ask 🌙 anon!! love u lots♡ happy holidays!

*lowercase intended :>

BANGCHAN puckers his lips as he leans his head back from the couch to reach you behind him, anticipating your sweet taste to linger on his lips. instead, you stop halfway to press your nose to his softly—reminding him of a puppy. instantly his hears become red, kind eyes crinkling when he smiles. “wah you’re too cute baby.. but i also want a kiss.” Chris opens one eye to see your reaction, and who’re you to deny him? complying with a saccharine kiss to those plump lips.

MINHO does not let you get away with denying his kiss, swiftly grabbing your waist while you struggle and whine in his hold. “‘just like the cats.” he mutters, earning a giggle from you. “you and your nose touches.” Minho hums, pressing your back to your countertop to keep you close. hand finding it’s way up to your chin, he holds your face as you kiss, those pretty eyelashes dusting repeatedly upon pulling away—admiring his handiwork. “you’re no fun Minho.” you grumble, touching your foreheads together. his brown eyes were indeed stunning. “but love, i always want what’s mine.” god.

CHANGBIN is the biggest baby to ever exist. the man utterly whines when you deny him of a kiss, one he’s been patiently waiting for at that. yes, your nose nuzzle was indeed adorable but Changbin needed that kiss. “hnghhhhh baby.. i wanna kisss..” he drawls out, syllables carrying along with his dismay. you’re basically tiptoeing around him at this point, smiling devilishly. “c’mere.” your boyfriend beckons, arms opening as an invitation. however you’re being petty and don’t plan on giving in to the oh-so-tempting gesture. soon enough Changbin gets to his feet, chasing you around the room like a madman. “ah!! help!” you cry out, earning pitiful grins from the members leaving their rooms to initially see what the commotion was about. the couch sinks at the weight of the two of you, cuddled up together while Changbin holds your face still so he can kiss every expanse of skin he sees. a baby at heart.

HYUNJIN melts. and by melts i mean melts. a puddle of jiniret per-say. prior to shutting off his lamp, he usually kisses you goodnight whilst holding you close to him. this time though, you wanted to wish him goodnight—but upon touching noses so sweetly Hyunjin dies. his eyes widen dramatically, lips tugging upwards happily. “what was that?” he chuckles, observing your giggly face. “nose touch.” you quietly say, repeating the touch once more as if you haven’t just ruined Hyunjin’s life in the best way. “you’re ridiculous.” he rolls his eyes jokingly, acting like he didn’t love it. “do it again.” whipped.

HAN holds your face immediately, keeping you from running away. he knows your antics, already aware of that mischievous plan of yours. “so.. are we just gonna stand here?” you pout, shifting your weight onto each foot impatiently. “yes.” Han replies matter-a-factly, sounding all too pleased with himself. the sarcasm basically falls from his voice. he’s sitting on a barstool and you’re leaning over to countertop—quite a predicament. “pffttt- what’re you two doing?” Chan chokes from his coffee, sparing you both a begrudging stare. all the more confused. “we’re having a romantic mome-“holding me hostage.” you finish, struggling to not laugh. “who ever said you were a hostage? you could leave this entire time baby.” your boyfriend sneakily eyes you, smug. “or is it you like this?” — “and if i said i did?” — “you’re a cutie.” — “yahhh Jisungie..”

FELIX intertwined his fingers with yours, face stretching with his soft smile. the cold air crisp along with snow dappling the ground in a white blanket. Felix had insisted you go out and enjoy winter to its fullest extent, and who were you to deny him of it? now merrily dancing around happily, you pulled your boyfriend into a hug—clad in all your jackets and mittens. leaning his head to the side to steal a kiss, you stopped him with your gloves hands, replacing it with a soft nose touch. Felix’s cheeks gradually became more and more red, if that was even possible considering how the chilled air already stained him pink. “wah—that was so cute!” if he could squeal he would, but his heart nearly exploded altogether. small, heavily clothed happiness despite the cold.

SEUNGMIN pulled the pie from the oven, the house fragrant with cherries and baking. a nice addition to the winter wonderland you’d transformed your home into for the holidays. those studious brows you found so irresistible furrowed as he inspected the pie, checking if it was cooked evenly. “Seungminnie!” you called, your boyfriend turning his head—humming in response. puckering your lips expectantly, you catch the boy off guard when you dodge his kiss to nuzzle noses. his stood stunned for a moment, then tailing you to the couch. warmed hands hold your cheeks, flashing his nectarine smile. “you’re like a baby.. it’s not fair.” doting brown eyes search yours before he leans down to take back the kiss he was cheated on. more like he’s the baby.

JEONGIN scrolled on his phone, obsessed with the puppy videos he kept seeing on his fyp that he shared with you nonstop. stealing his usual slyness to yourself you stalked towards his chair—currently getting his makeup done before a stage. “kiss?” he called, acknowledging your approaching presence. what good spacial awareness. probably from his hyung’s sneaking up on him. “no.” your reply not being what he anticipated, neither when you tipped your head to briefly touch noses. stunned, but quick to reply, “why no kiss?” lips jutting into a dramatic pout. “i don’t want to ruin your lip makeup.” the excuse somehow getting past him, especially with the smile he directs to you before walking on stage. don’t worry, he’ll get plenty of kisses afterwards.

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arlerts-angel · 5 months

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heyyy, i have a request 4 u!! 🤭

could u write sum armin nsfw with afab!reader with one kink that you like the most? praising, degrading, whatever u prefer!!🥴🥴

a/n: mkay mkay i can do that 😈 i've been brainrotting on dry humping with min so my kink of choice is endytophilia!! happy slutsgiving 😚 (endearing)

cw: armin arlert x fem reader, college au, dry humping, a little bit of plot but mostly smut, sub armin if you squint

taglist: @callm3senpaii @ringsofsaturnnnn @dilfkentolover @sleazymac-n-cheesy @darkstarlight82 @arlertwitch

"thanks for helping me study 'min, but i think i'm just gonna accept the F on this exam. i've done so much studying that my eyes are starting to cross and i still feel like i've learned nothing..." you let out an exasperated sigh and bounce your leg. the scent of armin's cologne and being so close to him has been a huge distraction.

"don't worry. we'll take a break and do something else to occupy your mind. you've been doing great." he smiles sweetly. there's really only one thing you want to do right now to de-stress. not only from the studying, but the tension between the two of you. you don't even know how to bring it up. armin isn't the type to just sleep around, and he's your best friend... but maybe he'll understand.

"um, can i ask you something? you can say no if you're uncomfortable." you ask softly. he nods. "of course you can." he sits on the small single bed in your dorm room. "actually, nevermind. can i show you instead...?"

he looks puzzled but agrees. "stop me at any point, okay?" he furrows his brows in confusion. "a-alright... what is it?" he asks. you sit on the bed next to him and put your hand on his thigh. before he has time to think, you kiss him softly with growing intensity. to your surprise, he kisses back. a few seconds later, when you pull away, he lets out of a soft whimper.

"what was that for?" he asks, cheeks flushed slightly pink. "i'll explain later. do you want to keep going?" he nods shyly. "...how much further?" you ask. "w-well, i don't have any... condoms." "we don't need them." "what?! of course we do!" he objects. you can't help but giggle. "armin, we don't even have to undress." he cocks his head to the side.

"let me show you." you whisper before kissing his soft lips again. his hands quickly find their way to your waist. you position yourself on top of him and swirl your hips, rutting your clothed and desperate cunt against his thigh. he catches on, quickly thrusting his bulge against your thigh. your soft moans and grunts are almost enough to make him cum right there. "s-shit!" he wails, grabbing your waist tightly to keep his composure. you shift slightly to grind your pussy right on the tent of his pants.

"oh god— oh fuck— please don't stop." he pleads, thrusting his cock in sync with the grinding of your pussy. "shit–! 'm getting close 'min" you moan. "y-yeah me too—" he holds you down, tight and hard against his bulge "right there, just like that— ohhhh fuck i'm cumming!" he cries out. "fuck 'miiiin—! 'm cumming too—!" you mewl as you reach your orgasms simultaneously; feeling his cock twitch as the sticky strands of cum shoots into his boxers.

"thanks, i really needed that." you admit sheepishly. "apparently i did too." he smiles reassuringly and kisses your forehead.

dividers by benkeibear

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dorayakichan · 7 months

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hii! could I plz req a nsfw alphabet for owen? thank u!

Owen Knight (N)SFW alphabet

A/N: Thank you for your request! It was my first time doing this so I tried my best. I really hope you like it. Feedback would be very much appreciated!

A=Aftercare (what they are like after sex…)

He is the king of aftercare, the best of the best. As soon as he finishes he will take a moment to admire your gorgeous naked figure in front of him. Making him feel a sense of satisfaction and indescribable happiness. Although the slightest wince coming from you will have his expression change into a worried one as he will gently move away from you, giving you a small kiss on your hand or forehead, and go to the bathroom. Hoping you are not yet asleep he will come, and even if you refuse, telling him he doesn’t have to do that he will lift you up and take you straight to the warm bath which he prepared where he won’t let you do anything on your own. He will be doing all the work while also gently kissing any kind of bruise he has left behind on your body

B=Body part (favorite body part of theirs and their partners…)

Owen’s favorite body part is obviously his face. Have you seen the man? He is way too handsome and he knows that very well.

While his favorite body part of yours, well that is hard. Is there a place in your body that doesn’t look perfect to Owen? I don’t think so. To him, everything about you from your body to personality is just perfection. But if he has to pick one is your thighs he finds them extremely attractive and loves touching, kissing, and licking them while you do it.

C=Cum (anything to do with cum basically... I'm a disgusting person)

Owen loves painting your whole body with his cum. There is something so hot about looking at your exhausted state while breathing heavily, with cum all over you. The way the white liquid drips all over your body, the way your eyes look at him covered all in white. He just loves that. Certainly, he cleans you right after that, there is no way he would leave his beautiful girl like that and leave.

D= Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Your voice arouses him. He found that out when he was once talking to you on the phone. You were speaking so sweetly and your tone was so alluring that it made him hard. Being in a long-distance relationship makes it even harder for the both of you to enjoy that sweet physical intimacy that you both so much desire. Sometimes, he calls you just so he can relieve himself while listening to your beautiful voice talking about how you’re feeling, what has happened lately, or even a book or movie you’re obsessed with lately. He knows it’s wrong, thankfully you have never heard him and he wishes you never will.

E=Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Owen’s only experience comes from watching porn. He has never done it with anyone else before. You are the first and last one as he says. Although not much like porn he still has a vague idea of what he is doing, also he is very perceptive of every moan or movement you make in order to understand what you like and dislike, so he can become better for you.

F=Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any kind of position that allows him to look at your face is his favorite. He just wants to have a view of your face, at you while he is moving in and out of you. Your swollen lips, your glistening eyes, and all the expressions you make as you moan out his name. It gets him more excited, especially when you extend your arms, asking for a kiss, which he happily obliges.

G=Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc..)

Intimate times with Owen are not goofy but they have a lot of teasing from his side. It’s always him complimenting you in the middle of it by saying how amazing you are and how perfect you look that sometimes embarrasses you tremendously. But that’s his goal. He wants to see your red blushy face trying to hide from him.

H=Hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He is neat and keeps his hair neatly groomed. Although he has previously asked you if you wanted him to have them in any other way he would be open to something new. Earning a punch from you as you ran embarrassed away.

I=Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

Owen is gentle, so gentle and sweet he does leave hickeys on your body but he also kisses them after. He kisses every single part of your body, moving his hand delicately all over you. He is not rough unless you ask him to. And even when you ask he is very observant so that he won’t hurt you unintentionally.

J=Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

As said before he does it quite a lot due to the long distance but even then is because of a picture you send him, of a phone call with you, or even a video call. Just the idea of you is enough to make him hard so he has to. But when you are together that never happens after all he has you for that.

K=Kink (one or more of their kinks)

His kinks aren’t many but they include slight voyeurism, during your intimate times he will sometimes even beg to see you finger yourself, the way your slender fingers move in and out of your womanhood, the way you stimulate your clit with the other hand sending you to orgasm, has Owen cumming even more than you. He also loves it when you talk dirty to him or order him around telling him what to do and how to do it with confidence he just loves to see those fierce eyes of yours take control. Yeah, he is slightly submissive too.

L=Location (favorite places to do the deed)

Usually, as long as the place is comfortable for you to lay at then that’s all Owen wants. Be it the couch, or the bed if you seem to be okay then he will proceed. There are times he won’t be as mindful but these are quite rare times when he is jealous, or if someone else tries to flirt with you, he will take you to the nearest place he sees appropriate enough and proceed on claiming every inch of you. Even in those moments he will be mindful of your feelings and words and won’t try to force it if you don’t want to.

M=Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He goes feral especially when you wear something revealing or sexy. Especially for your intimate moments a sexy set of lingerie is always a great way to make the man lose all his composure and bounce on you like a beast in heat.

N=NO (something they wouldn't do, turn-offs)

He is willing to do anything with you as long as it doesn’t cause you discomfort, or pain or put you at any sort of risk. So even if you ask him it will be really hard convincing him and even if you do get him to finally accept he won’t be enjoying it.

O=Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He is the best pleaser you’ve met and will ever meet in your life. He is mainly addicted to you sitting on his face. He enjoys the feeling of eating you out the way his face is suffocated by your thighs or your cunt and the way you grind yourself on him the more you feel the coming of your release, he enjoys it all.

If you are up for it then he is okay with it. In reality, he loves it but whenever you take it all inside pushing his member inside your throat nearly choking as tears come out from your eyes he can’t help but feel a pang in his heart. He knows you do it because you want to, yet he can’t stand looking at your teary eyes. It just doesn’t feel right to him.

P=Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

It depends on the mood. There are days when his pace is slow but his thrusts are deep and hard as his cock strokes your walls sending immense waves of pleasure with every thrust. Sure there will also be days when he is fast, he naturally tries not to be rough but if you both are going crazy needy for each other then it can happen that you won’t feel your legs the next morning.

Q=Quicky (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often)

He is not a fan of quickies but there are some special moments when a quickie is all he needs. That usually happens before an important race. If he is too tense he will look at you with puppy eyes and no matter where you are, you both will find a place just so you can help him relieve the stress he is in.

R=Risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc..)

Yes, if you ask him. Any kind of gameplay you want to have that doesn’t involve hurting you and putting you in pain he is up for it.

Also, he doesn’t want to risk getting caught while doing it, especially having anyone see your most vulnerable state. But he definitely loves getting caught kissing you and groping you showing everyone that you are only his.

S=Stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long?)

Babe, Owen is an athlete getting tired? What a joke. With you, he can go on for a whole week if he can. Adding to the fact that you have a long distance relationship he surely needs his dose of you at the highest amount he can get it.

T = Toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Owen is not the type to prefer toys he is very confident in what he himself can offer with his body. That changes though if you want toys then he will buy you anything you want and even if those toys are to be used on him he is good with it. In fact, he has actually started enjoying them but he will never admit that fact to you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Besides edging and talking dirty to you he is not as much of a teaser as you are.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

He is good at keeping his volume down except when you put him into a position of submission then some moans will escape out of him but that is the furthest he can get. Usually grunts, growls, and sighs at most.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

After a race or a long time of having worked hard, he sometimes gets a random surprise of you visiting him. He comes home, turns on the lights, and then walks up to his room to take off his clothes only to find you in a sexy set of lingerie drinking wine and waiting for him on a bed full of white rose petals.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Owen has quite a long and girthy cock which is circumcised. More importantly, the veins that line his cock are a true sight to behold.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It depends on what you do and how you look. There are days that when looking at you or talking with you gets him so hard, he lifts you walking straight to the bedroom and won't stop the whole day if possible going at it like rabbits. It’s all your fault how you are able to awaken all the lust residing in this guy's body so accept the consequences.

Z = ZZZ (…. how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn’t fall asleep until you do, only in rare moments after he has exhausted all his energy he will fall first, and even then he needs to be holding you in his arms so he can peacefully fall asleep.

#windbreaker webtoon #windbreaker x reader #owen knight x reader #windbreaker manhwa #windbreaker owen knight #windbreaker owen #owen x reader #windbreaker headcanon

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barcalover86 · 9 months

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Wsg love your post!!!

It would make my day if u wrote of post the reader is Pedri’s little sister but she’s dating Gavi. One day Pedri was playing FIFA with his friends on call, reader comes in his room pissed off bc she’s on her period. When Reader is on her period she’s very very bratty and mean, Pedri knew that so the minute that he Rolodex this he asked her if she was on her period,and she was so mad and left bc he ate all of her snacks. When Gavi asked Pedri if it was true that u we’re on ur period he bought readers favourite snacks and went to go cuddle with her and it’s just full of fluffff

Thank you!

Period problems - Pablo Gavi

2nd Masterlist

"What do you want, y/n!? You are getting on my nerves now!" Pedri said to you after 10 minutes of walking around the kitchen trying to find something for you to eat.

Your period came earlier and some big cramps were keeping you awake.

It was pretty late now, but your brother, Pedri, was playing FIFA in the living room with his footballer friends.

"Don't you have your own business to look out for?"

"Since you are distracting me of winning this game, I can tell you whatever I want."

You rolled his eyes. You wanted to tell him so bad that he was going to lose anyway, but you remained silent, knowing that your boyfriend, Gavi, was also there playing in his team.

"What are you even looking for?" he said annoyed after another 5 minutes of you walking around.

"Something to eat."

"This late?"

You were really annoyed this time.

"Yes, this late. I'm hungry, do you have a problem with it?"

"Yes, I do. Go grab yourself something and leave! You're making too much noise!"

"Well, if I had something, I would take it and go to my room. Don't you think I want to be alone too!? I just don't find my snacks.." you said the last part as a whisper, but Pedri heard you.

"What snacks?"

"Those that I bought yesterday."

"Oh, those snacks," he said chuckling.

"Do you know where they are?"

"In my tummy" Pedri said while laughing.

"What did you say?"

"I'm sorry, I was hung-"

"I bought them!!! You had to ask me if you wanted to eat those! Now I don't have anything and I'm hungry!"

"C'mon, there's not a big deal, y/n. Now, can you leave? I want to continue the game and all of us are waiting for you to get done with all those.. moody things of yours.. so that we can finish this stupid match!"

"Pedri, hermano, don't shout at her!"

Pedri heard Gavi talking, but decided to ignore him.

"Not a big deal!? Seriously!? Of course it is not if you ate MY food!" you started to get really mad and tears were forming in your eyes.

"For real? Now you are crying? What now? Are you on your period?"

"Yes, I am! You are such a bad brother. You don't even know how it feels. I don't want to see you ever again!" you said before going to your room, sad, angry, hungry and with bad cramps.

Pedri rolled his eyes, but he felt bad for shouting at you, knowing that period was a serious subject and you were in pain.

"Is she on her period, Pedri?"

"Yes, Gavi. She is"

"Why did you yell at her like that!?"

"I didn't know, don't you think I'm sorry too?"

"I'm going to but those snacks for her now." he said before hanging up and going to some store.

It took him a lot of time to find one that was still open and after that he ran to your house.

Pedri thanked him for coming after Gavi started to give him some lessons about his behaviour towards his sister.

When you heard someone knocking at your door, you were sure it was your brother so you didn't respond, pretending to be asleep. The door eventually open and it revealed you your boyfriend with a bag in his hands.

"Hi.." he said quietly and sweetly, putting his hand on one of your legs.

"Pablo.."

He smiled at you and kissed your forehead. You opened the lights and you hugged him, being really emotional.

"Oh, sweet girl"

You wanted to ask him so many questions, but he promised to tell you everything tomorrow morning and that he will stau with you this night.

When he gave you the bag and you saw all your favorite foods and some pads, you were on he edge of tears.

"Thank youu."

"De nada, amorcito."

After you ate until you were full, he cuddled you, making sure you were save and comfortable.

Your cramps were bad, but being close to Gavi made you forget about them, only thinking about his lips and body. You were really horny this period of the month and Gavi knew that, but promised you that he will give you a nice time after you finish it.

Now, his lips on your neck and lips were enough for you.

"Can you tell me a story, please?" you asked him.

"I don't know a story,cariño."

"Anything..please"

He eventually gave up and took his phone out to read you something. After a short time, you were already asleep in his arms, while he was looking at you sweetly, kissing your forehead time to time.

"Te quiero, y/n"

2nd Masterlist

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think about this: chan with an oral fixation AND a mommy kink. i am unwell🥴

please tread lightly when u say this combo of words to me…channie being babied n taken care of is already my biggest weakness but to add an oral fixation into the mix…u must be out for blood 😵‍💫

i think he’d be a lil shy abt outright calling you mommy at first bc well….it’s channie hehe. it’d take lots of reassurance for him to muster up the courage to actually say it without bursting into flames bc even when it makes his heart race w excitement, it also flusters him so bad…but no matter how embarrassed he gets he can’t deny how desperately he craves being doted on and nurtured like that, allowing himself to fully let go knowing that he can put all his trust in you to treat him well <3 over time as he becomes more n more comfortable, the title just slips out of his mouth like second nature and suddenly he can’t get enough of saying it. coming up behind you and murmuring it into your ear when he pulls you into a backhug, or slurring it drowsily as he’s falling asleep. he feels so safe and secure being held by you, whining “mommy” over n over again in the softest voice bc he loves the way it makes you coo sweetly over him and ask “what is it, baby?” all he can do is bury his face into your neck and take in your scent to let u know he that needs you 💗

when he starts mouthing over the fabric of your shirt, letting out cute, broken whimpers and pawing at your chest, it’s so obvious what he wants, but teasing him by making him say it out loud is too easy to pass up~ all it takes is you gently telling him to ask for what he wants like a good boy and channie just instantly melts, nuzzling his nose into your softness flesh and quietly begging to nurse bc his mouth just feels so empty without you. it’d be heaven on earth for him to suck on your chest while you jerk him off, hands down the safest he’s ever felt. he might even cry a bit on days where he’s particularly aching for it ㅠㅠ having all his thoughts and senses consumed by you, he can forget every one of his troubles and just let himself be drowned in pleasure for once. he’d get so lost in it every single time, it’s hard to get him to stop when he sucks so intently that you’d think he was actually trying to make milk come out hehe

and when he’s not latched on to your chest, he’s kissing and nibbling on every spot of your skin he can reach, puffy lips roaming obsessively all over your neck and shoulders while he lets out the sweetest whispers of “thank you mommy” bc he just can’t get enough of the relief it brings him and he’s so grateful that you’re patient w him as he works his insatiable lil mouth. he’d need lots n lots of praise when in that headspace too, even more praise than usual bc he feels extra vulnerable and needs to know he’s doing well for you so he can be fully at ease w it. play w his hair while he’s thrusting into you and murmur that he’s making mommy feel so good~ cup his cheeks while you’re pegging him and marvel over how well he’s taking your strap~ kiss his forehead while you stroke him and tell him that he deserves it for being such a good boy~ his reactions would be to die for <3 he already cant handle your compliments well under normal circumstances, but when you’re taking care of him like this his brain might as well just turn to mush. he can’t form a response beyond making the cutest squeaks of embarrassment and hiding his beet red face behind his sweater paws. but even if it turns him to an incoherent mess, it’s pure bliss for him to hear your loving words while he’s buried inside your warmth or vice versa, it brings him to the edge faster than anything else

sometimes when you’re in a position where he can’t kiss you or nurse, his lips might start to subconsciously pucker around nothing, like he’s sucking at the air in a nonverbal plea for you to fill his mouth. he’d let out the most angelic sigh of relief when you press two fingers on his tongue and he can wrap his lips around them like an instinct, slurring out a garble of “thank you mommy” and “feels s’ good”. once he knows what it’s like to have that comfort, he’d get so hooked on the feeling of having smth to suck on at all times it might even reach the point where he can’t finish without it. if you murmured “cum for mommy like a good boy” while pumping your fingers in and out of his mouth, he’d cum harder than he ever has in his life crying out that he loves you over n over…he doesn’t hold anything back when he feels that safe and protected. if he releases into your hand, he’d get so shy when you bring your fingers up to his face and show him what a great job he did letting it all out for you~ but he won’t hesitate to take those fingers into his mouth too and lick up his mess

once he's come down from his high and his moans have faded into soft, content lil hums, you'd have the clingiest baby ever. you definitely wouldnt be able to peel him off of you for even a moment, not even to clean him up properly or get him some water. you’d have to keep tissues and bottles ready at your nightstand bc he doesn’t wanna move a muscle, he just wants to stay holding on to you basking in the afterglow until he falls asleep. luckily it doesn’t take long, bc when he feels so loved and taken care of it’s the one surefire way to get him to rest properly, sleep takes over his foggy mind right away and he’s out like a light in your arms ♡

#ask #bahng-chrizz #💌 channie #i feel very normal abt this btw. as u can see.

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