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b1mbodoll · 2 months
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im sO looking forward to seeing you write again!! something thats been stuck in my head lately is shotgunning w nicholas 🫠🫠 the thought of a friendly little smoking session turning into a heated make out is making me SICK 😵‍💫😵‍💫 need to hump his thigh until im crying out of frustration tbh 🫣🫣 no bc putting into words how badly i want this man would create a new sin in the bible ngl
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pairings: nicholas wang x f! reader
warnings: drugs + dryhumping + dacryphilia
💌: ur brain is so yum, i’m sick!!! i love the thought of mean dom nicho so much 😞
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okay but smoking for the first time with nicholas 😵‍💫 you’re a little clueless ‘nd coughs wrack your body, feeling embarrassed by how intently he’s watching you and shrinking under his gaze. but he’s not to be mean, it’s because he’s mesmerized by the sight of your lips wrapped around the blunt and how pretty you look, eyes glossy and a dopey little smile on your face as the weed affects you. and yeah, he feels a little bad so he decides to help you out, definitely for your benefit and absolutely not because he wants to kiss you.
“c’mere, pretty girl,” he says, seating you on his lap, placing a knee between your thighs. “let me help you.”
nicho takes the blunt from you, ashing it before taking a hit and placing a hand on your cheek, tapping your bottom lip with his thumb as a sign to get you to open up for him. “be a good girl ‘n make sure to inhale for me sweetheart.” he states, voice low and raspy.
he takes a hit and your eyes widen as his face comes impossibly close, blowing the smoke into your open mouth while you do your best to inhale, squeezing his shoulders in an attempt to ground yourself.
he does it a couple more times, taking pleasure in how flustered you look and the needier you get, biting back a smirk when you subconsciously grind back and forth on his thigh, quiet moans like music to his ears when his jeans catch your clit just right.
you’re so gone n so needy, you can’t stop tears from welling up in your eyes, peering up at nicholas through wet lashes with a sweet little pout adorning your face. he wants to help you out but he’s enjoying the show, flexing his thigh at times just to hear you gasp n moan, so close to reaching your orgasm but ‘s just not enough, unwillingly edging yourself the more you rut against him.
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lynnsquared · 3 months
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Who you belong to || gp!Hyeju x f!Reader
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an : to the anon that requested this hiii baby i'm sorry this took me so long 😭🙏 i hope even tho it took forever (for reasons i will not force upon you innocent tumblrinas) you still love it and u dont mind the fact that i am clearly inexperienced at writing gp 😎🤙 btw guys this is my first actual fic post so plzz enjoy there will def be more in the future :) cw : big dick hyeju 🙏, dom!hyeju/sub!reader, jealous!hyeju, hyeju calls u a slut a bunch so degradation, creampie, SOOYOUNG MENTION!111!!!11!!11!!, idek 😭 barely proofread also wc : 1.5k
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All Hyeju could do was huff when she pumped her fingers in and out of your cunt. Tears welled up in your eyes as Hyeju scolded you. How could you ever be so stupid? It was one thing to flirt with Sooyoung, but another to flirt with Sooyoung in front of your girlfriend. Whether it was actually flirting or simply being touchy didn’t matter to her. All that mattered was that it happened and that she hated it.
Hyeju had you sandwiched between the wall of your room and her body. She lifted your leg high to give her “easier access” to your pussy, and she didn’t care how uncomfortable it was for you. In this moment, she only cared about making you remember who you belonged to; You did. 
"You like this, don’t you? You like when my fingers abuse your pussy?" Hyeju brought her mouth to your ear and degraded you with a low growl. She could feel her dick throbbing in her pants as she watched how your body responded to her, noting the way you squirmed and moaned every time she rammed her fingers into your hole with loud smacks. "You’re such a slut.. Flirting with other women in front of me just to get horny when I punish you for it? Such a slut.."
The only things you could muster for responses were pathetic whines and pleas, begging her to slow down. Hyeju, of course, didn't. With every plea, her touch only got rougher, and her growls only got lower. Your body didn't seem to care how bad it hurt. You could feel yourself clench around Hyeju's fingers. From that familiar clench, she knew you were about to cum.
"Hm, you're cumming already?" She questioned, slowing her thrusts down just a bit. When you nodded, she spoke again with a low laugh, "Yeah.. not yet."
The moment you felt your mind turning blank with pleasure, Hyeju took her fingers out of your folds. As you whimpered, upset your climax was taken from you, you could hear Hyeju unzipping her jeans. Promptly, you heard them hit the floor. With her boxers still on, she started grinding her cock against your pussy, laughing when you moaned from the shock. "I bet your needy pussy wants my cock, hm?"
What you hated the most was that she was right. You felt a bit empty without her filling you up. Even though she was mad at you, her behavior made you hornier than ever. Heat shot up to your face and flushed it. As a ramification of that, tears welled up in your eyes. Hyeju noticed almost immediately, groaning as she continued to grind, "Is my little slut crying? Do you want my dick that bad?" 
"I-I want… I want it.." All you could do was stutter and nod as tears streamed down your face. Hyeju gripped your chin and smirked at the sight, loving how your mascara left streaks on your cheeks. 
"Are you sure? Are you sure you deserve my cock?" You nodded weakly again. "Speak up, slut. Tell me how bad you want me to claim you."
You could barely speak as you whimpered, trying to figure out what to say to please her. You didn't want to sound too needy because you were worried that she wouldn't fuck you at all as an extension of your punishment, but you were. With a long whine, you eventually stuttered out a pathetic, "W-wan' your cock so bad, Hyeju. Want to feel you fill me.."
The instant your words fell on Hyeju's ears, she pulled her cock from her boxers and slammed it into you without warning. Both of you gasped as your cunt consumed all seven thick inches with a tight clench. While her gasp came from the pleasurable feeling of your tight walls hugging her dick, yours came from the shock of her tip hitting your cervix. Though there was a sharp pain that came as her cock penetrated your pussy, you were so desperate to cum that it didn't matter.
"Hm, fuck, you like that?" When she spoke to you, her voice was breathy and slightly teasing. She started to rock her hips a bit, moving her cock inside of you and moaning as she did so. She was so big, you almost couldn’t take it. A smirk formed on Hyeju's face as she felt your walls tighten around her. "Would you clench like that for Sooyoung, slut?"
"No, only you," You cried out, tears continuing to stream down your cheeks as Hyeju began to pump her dick in and out of your cunt rapidly, "...Only want you, Hyeju."
"That’s what I thought." Hyeju started to pant as she shifted your position, now fully pushing you against the wall and holding you up by both of your legs as she continued to pound her cock into you. The only sounds in the room were Hyeju's heavy breathing, your pathetic whimpers, and the wet slapping of Hyejus balls hitting your ass. It was safe to say these noises only turned you on more. 
Hyeju's hands gripped your thighs tightly. If you could see them, there would be indents from her nails. The visual reminders that you were hers, such as the nail indents or the mascara streaks, made Hyeju coo. She knew that no matter how much you flirt with another woman, only she could fuck you like this. Only she could leave marks on you like this. 
With the amount of times Hyeju had called you a slut, you felt yourself starting to believe it. You believed it the most when you felt your orgasm approaching just mere minutes after her thick cock began to pierce you. What kind of woman gets touchy with another girl and cums when her girlfriend punishes her by using her like a toy? A slut does. 
You could feel that Hyeju was going to cum quickly as well, as her pent-up frustration likely made her more sensitive. Her pace quickened, her cock twitched inside of your tight walls, and her breath began to get airier. She groaned before moving you from the wall to your bed, ramming herself into you again after she heard you whine for more. 
"Still whining, huh?" She ridiculed. As she quickened her pace, you felt her dick hitting every spot it needed to. With every thrust you could feel yourself clenching harder and harder as you were painfully close to cumming. 
"Fuck, if you keep clenching, I'll cum too," Hyeju leaned down and grunted into your ear as both of you felt your highs approaching. Between her heavy pants, Hyeju's voice turned from aggressive to genuine with one statement:
"Can I cum inside?" 
With that simple phrase, you felt yourself let loose completely. Though you stuttered out a pathetic moan of permission, you couldn't quite figure out what part of that caused such an extreme reaction. Maybe it was the sudden tenderness in her tone, but you decided not to dwell on it as you allowed yourself to fully embrace your orgasm. 
As yours came, Hyeju's orgasm followed. The way your body tensed as you came felt too good around her cock. She couldn't help but shoot her hot seed into you before pulling out. As she pulled away, she backed up a little to see the mixture of your cum leaking out of your pussy and cooed. Without saying a word, she plugged the mix of liquids up with two fingers, eliciting you to let out a sharp whine.
Hyeju flopped down next to you and sighed, looking at you with sultry eyes. With a slight chuckle, she took her fingers away from your core and brought them to your mouth. You began to suck the slick from her fingers, moaning a bit as you did so to please her.
"Do you remember who you belong to now?" She asked, beginning to gently caress your arm. You were so fucked-out, all you could do was nod. "No, baby, you need to use your words."
"You, Hyeju.. I belong to you.." She hummed at your response before leaning in and pressing open-mouth kisses down your neck. As your initial horniness faded, you now felt a need to apologize to Hyeju for rubbing up on another woman. "I'm sorry for being clingy with sooyoung. Only you could fuck me like this.. I could only belong to you."
"That's right." You could feel her lips curve into a sinister smile as she bit down, sucking on the sensitive skin of your neck to leave a hickey. "I'm glad you can acknowledge it now, but don't ever put yourself in a situation where you need to acknowledge it again."
And again, she pulled away. She brought herself back to your level and brushed hair out of your face as you cooed, nuzzling into her like nothing had happened. You found that this was the most comfortable way to fall asleep; Your brain was fried from Hyeju fucking you, both of you were sweaty and worn out, and cum was leaking from your pussy and staining the sheets. Yes, you regretted hurting her, but a part of you was thankful you woke up Hyeju's jealous side.
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strawbrrycuteblog · 4 months
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omg hiiiii
niki with insecure reader smut when?? Like reader is a lil thick (thick thighs, stomach fat, love handles all that yk) and she’s a lil insecure but Niki makes her feel all better with some kisses, and more then kisses and omg body worship 100% the entire time he fucks reader he is just, compliment after compliment :(
also can I be ur 🌀 anon? (I just did a binge read of ALL ur works, it’s all amazing)<3
Hi!! Ofc you can be 🌀 anon! Ty for the compliment on my works 🍓 (I won’t do Niki but I’ll make it with no name so everyone can imagine whoever they want!)
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He watched the way you looked down at your thighs, not touching them but definitely judging them. He hated seeing this so he walked over.
“Something up love?”
You looked up at him and shook your head, he also shook his head “please tell me…” you took a heavy deep breath and let it out before talking in an unsteady voice.
“What makes you love me?…I don’t see why you like me, I don’t even like me..”
“How could I not love or like you? Babe you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Don’t lie..”
He furrowed his eyes and pulled you up, “Niki wh-“ “shut up and let me worship your body.”
You stared at him while he trailed his hands to down your sides, to your ass. “How could you hate your body?” He laid you down on the bed and got on top of you, you wrapped your hands around the back of his neck.
“Baby what could you possibly hate about yourself?”
“My thighs…they’re so big, and my stomach is just ugh, it’s annoying and not flat. It’s not attractive..”
“Not attractive? If you didn’t have those love handles what else would I hold onto when I fuck you? Pound into you the way you love so much?”
Your face flushed when his words hit your ears, he smiled at this and kissed your cheek, his hands now going up to your breast under your his shirt, groping them and pinching your nipples, you whine at the pain but it felt good nonetheless, he pushed his clothes bulge against your cunny and you whine bucking your hips up to get more friction.
“Fuck that feels so good, you’re pretty little cunny needing me?”
“Please…please just touch me..”
He obeyed immediately and held onto your love handles, pressing you onto his dick more until he got up and started to unbuckle his belt, he pulled off his jeans and his boxers.
Your hands trailed up his shirt feeling his subtle abs, biting your lip to control your moans just from the touch. He put his hand over your mouth, “open.”
You spit into his hand and he smirked pulling it back, rubbing his dick a few times, he pulled your hips up and lining himself at your entrance before slowly pushing in.
“Fuuckk, damn baby so tight..”
He let out a deep breath while he looked down at the thighs and wrapped them around his slim waist, squeezing them.
“Look at These thighs love, they’re so pretty aren’t they? So beautiful..especially when you wear skirts, or when you wear those silky dresses…”
He spoke gently as he kept hitting your cervix all you could do was moan and whine, he gently took your hand so you’d look at him
“You’re so beautiful baby, I don’t care what you think because I know every cur- fuck..” he stopped when you clenched around him.
He caressed your stomach and pulled you up — he pulled off your shirt and brought you closer, he sucked on your breast until his tongue met your nipple, letting it go with a loud pop and smiled.
“Such sweet sounds..”
He thrusted faster as he reached his own climax soon, burying his face in your neck as he whine, “feels so good, wanna mark up this body, your body, all mine, so pretty so so fucking gorgeous.”
He kept riding out his high until you came on his dick, your hands gripping his shoulder as you arched your back
“S’too much!”
He chuckled and nodded
“I know baby…I know..”
He pulled out and kissed your nose.
“I’ll be right back”
He goes to the bathroom and you sit up on your elbows, he then came back with a warm wet towel, he wiped your small sweat off and your pretty pussy.
“Whenever you have those hateful thoughts please just tell me okay?”
“Thank you babe..”
“It’s my pleasure love..”
He kissed you and moved you to lay under the covers properly then getting in with you after he put the lights off.
“I love all your curves and chubbiness okay? To your thighs, love handles, tummy and more. I love all of it and that’s not gonna change..”
You just nodded and smiled at him.
“I’m so glad im with you…I love you..”
“And I love you my little gremlin..”
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Okay honestly I think I can do so much better with this but I was multitasking with this, I might do a rework on this later when I have much more time since it’s Christmas Eve! But I hope for now it’s to your liking! If you want me to change some parts just tell me and I will! 🍓
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hanafubukki · 3 months
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I feel like if Silver and his lover were to marry, Lilia's gonna make sure his son's the prettiest at his own wedding.
Hello Anonie 🌻🌷🌺
Yes! Silver already has charming looks, but the added touch of fae aesthetics?? He’s going to be glowing! He’s going to be beautiful ☺️💞🌷
Which is honestly fine by me 😂, I don’t like having attention on me in public so he can take it all 💙💚
But you know Anonie, despite what others say, his lover is the most beautiful in his eyes.
He only has eyes for them and only them 🥹💞
You are the one he chose, his own Briar Bloom. 🌹
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rodolfoparras · 7 months
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been very low energy these past few days... zzzzz
so anyhow have this ask where i write a fic for the fic writer 🫶🏼 little gift
thinking about price who isn't very vocal in bed, not because he's insecure or anything, he knows how much you love the noises he makes. you make it obvious, taking it as encouragement that you're doing well
he just... isn't. it's not something he's used to, having taken a dominant role in past relationships (heteronormativity the worst enemy of gay whimpering men).
that was until you two tried something new, price was reluctant at first, never having been... submissive like this. it felt a bit jarring at first, not that he didn't trust you, of course he did! with his life, even
but all those thoughts oh so quickly melted away, as your hand gently pumped his length. price hadn't expected you to be so gentle with him... so slow and sweet, whispering all the praise in the world into his ears, that he "was taking it so well", "so good for agreeing to this" and "you're so handsome, all nice and hard just for me" needless to say, this was driving him insane.
price wasn't a vocal man, but when you suggested he gives up control, "just to try it out", you'd tell him, it's like a switch turned in his head.
now, he's riding your dick all pretty, soft tears flowing down his cheeks... and so, so loud. he squeaks, whimpers, at basically every movement you make, your cock sliding against his warm entrance and gods, it just filled him up so good.
it was like it brushed against his prostate every time he merely shifted to get a better grip. price really tried to keep his noises in at first but every thought of his was melting into nothing as you thrust inside.
you guided his hips up and down your length, he's so so close, and you, so merciful, lets him cum all over your chest because he has been so good and pliant.
the mess he makes of himself is worth everything you've done to him, begging and moaning your name while his cock spurts small streams of cum after he's so spent and there's nothing left.
FELT SO SILLY WRITING THIS
love u?!?!? /p enjoy
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Anonie when I say I have tears in my eyes from how beautiful I found this I’m being 100% serious
Thank you so much you don’t know how sweet of a read this was I’m going to read it over and over and over 😭 literally all I want in life is to be the one to care for price and have him go on auto pilot
Imagine your whole life being the one to take care of others putting everyone before yourself even in bed and sure while it’s absolutely a nice feeling sometimes he just wants to be taken care of, believe it or not at first he thought he couldnt be submissive because he’s always been the one in charge that is of course until he meets you you’re much older yourself a captain as well and beside the fact that you’re a wonderful soldier you’re also a wonderful person
After every harsh mission you’ll be the first to check upon him even though he’s told everyone he’s fine if it’s been a practically hard day you’ll see it on his face won’t mention it but you’ll instead offer to go on a walk with him and he loves it so much, going on long night walks where you talk about everything and nothing sharing cigar and leaving the work and worries behind
Or how you’ll always remember his food preferences and bring it to his office when you see that he hasn’t frequented canteen for the day you’ll even sit with him while he eats and he’ll feel shy about eating alone so he’ll offer you a bite but you’re just happy to spend time with him
You’ll even take time out of your busy schedule to take him away from the base have him visit some places he’s always wanted to visit whether it be a restaurant, somewhere up in the mountains or wherever else his heart desires to go
And out on a mission it feels so different with you sure he has 141 to check up on him but it’s different with someone older someone who’s also in charge keeping an eye on him or an iron grip on his hips to make sure he stays close by and nothing hurts him
Sure he’s been a captain and spent many years in the industry and knows damn well how to take care of himself but it feels so nice to be cared for once
And when he tumbles with you in bed he ends up in a headspace he thought he could never visit, falling so submissive, feeling so safe allowing you to care for him til he’s sobbing in your embrace
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habeascorpseus · 2 years
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ohfuckohfuck okay: for the writing prompt- red!tangy speculation
cuz here's the thing about tango and jimmy, theyre really similar. friendly - sure. prone to play and easy to tease. a mite possessive, and not known for keeping a cool head.
but while dignity is one thing theyll willingly give up to keep themself alive, i can't imagine them taking a hit to each other well. maybe joel hits a bit too rough or maybe grian miscalculates a 'friendly' nudge and costs a bit more than tango's breath.
their shared life is precious, you know.
"OW! Joel, come on-" Jimmy's cry rang out in the dark of the mineshaft, bouncing off the rough-hewn stone and sending a few small spiders scuttling away in fright. A few corridors away, Tango sighed, rubbing his left shoulder as phantom pain flashed through it, turning to Etho and giving him a look.
"What? Did I do something?"
"Can you control your teammate for two seconds?" Tango grumbled. "I swear I had twice as much food before we started this." He rummaged through his inventory for a moment, taking a small bite out of a carrot and sighing in relief at the feeling of their hearts regenerating slightly.
"Hmmm... I've never tried. It's more fun like this, I think," Etho replied blithely, turning back towards the wall he was inspecting for gold. Tango rolled his eyes, turning back to his own side of the wall. Ignoring the stinging in his left side and arm, and raised his pickaxe to continue digging.
"OW! JOEL, CAN YOU QUIT IT ALREADY?!" Jimmy shrieked from down the hall. Tango had barely a second to prepare to not drop his pickaxe on his foot, a sudden piercing agony striking his lower back. His grip seized, and he dropped it to the side, hands reaching to grasp the phantom injury. A health monitor beeped in his communicator, notifying him they were dangerously low.
"What, Jimmy? Can't handle the heat? I thought you liked burning by now!" Joel's taunt drifted into the mineshaft, cheerful and filled with malice. Jimmy's heartbeat raced in Tango's chest, quick and fluttering, and he could almost sense his partner's frantic breathing. This was too much. Straightening up, Tango snapped his head towards Etho, grabbing his axe.
"Etho, control your partner! He's literally trying to kill my soulmate!"
"Again, can't. Probably wouldn't, even if I could," Etho hummed noncommittally, causing the other man to snarl.
"Then I'm sure you won't mind what I'll do to you both if you don't tell him to back off."
In a reckless move he was sure he would regret later, Tango pressed the tip of his axe against the ridge of Etho's spine. Finally, the other man had the decency to sound bothered.
"Now hold on- you and I both know that I'm stronger than you in any battle, and Jimmy is currently losing health rapidly because of Joel," Etho said, tilting his head to the side to affix Tango with a calculated look. "What makes you think that you can get out of this unharmed in any way?"
Tango bared his teeth in a smile, pressing the axe in harder and tearing the back of Etho's vest.
"If the other teams know how much of a threat you two are, you'll be the first to go. Even Bdubs is a smart enough guy to realize that." Beneath his blade, Etho visibly flinched at the simultaneous threat and mention of his former ally. Good. He hoped it stung. For a couple moments, the air was still, Etho's back still turned and Tango's glare burning through his skull. He dug his axe in further, feeling fabric give way to soft flesh.
Then finally, blessedly —
"Joel, you better not be roughing up Jimmy too badly over there!" Etho called out, tilting his head towards the connecting passageway.
"No, of course not! just messing around," Joel's voice echoed back, and Tango breathed a sigh of relief at the feeling of their health beginning to regenerate. Jimmy's heartbeat had slowed to a jogger's pace, and he slowly stepped back from Etho, watching the man's shoulders slump slightly in response.
"I think we've had enough of mining for today," He said, bending to retrieve his pickaxe and the meager amount of resources theyd gathered in his arms. Etho shrugged. "You do you, man."
"Of course. Thanks for everything." He turned on a heel, walking to the entrance of the tunnel, yelling, "Jimmy! we need to go feed the cows!" Jimmy's footsteps echoed through the abandoned mine as he scrambled towards the sound, ratty sneakers smacking wetly against damp stone, heart finally beating normally in their chests. Tango looked back towards Etho, still hunched over the wall, and tossed few unlit torches at his feet.
"Remember what I said. you're the only guys who can decide how much trouble you want to give yourselves. Dont touch Jimmy." His voice rumbled like far off thunder through the small space. Etho's ear twitched slightly, but he otherwise showed no acknowledgement of his offering or threat. Moments later, Jimmy rounded the corner, a relieved smile stretched across his face.
"Got what you needed?" he asked, pressing into his space.
"Eh. I think I already had everything I needed right here," Tango replied, playfully poking his side. Jimmy chortled, and he looped an arm around the winged man's shoulders, turning to guide them towards the direction of home.
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kaciidubs · 9 months
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the sweater line from the prompts is giving strong Chan vibes, no one can convince me otherwise
No cause you're so right!! Poor boy runs himself crazy trying to find his favorite sweater - he remembers seeing it here and there but among all of the hustle and bustle of his life he can't pin down where he saw it last. That is, until he goes on his socials and sees that you posted an update wearing none other than his sweater - the same one he's been looking for for the past two weeks.
Before he can make a rational decision, he's dialing your number and met with the hesitant sound of your voice, "Chris...?" "I've been looking for that sweater for so long, and you've had it this whole time?! I thought I left it at a hotel or something!"
The line goes quiet for a minute, and a shot of realization breaks through the fog of familiarity - he lost it two weeks ago, because he lost you two weeks ago.
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miupow · 15 days
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Whats ur obsession w cum like why does every idol u write ab have some breeding baby kink
because i have a breeding kink baby it’s really not that deep
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kodaiki · 3 months
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hi! i read ur aomine fwb au and i fell in love with it! i loved every bit of it but most especially with your writing. i hope you continue writing aaaa <3 that's all !
hiii omg tysm !! 🤍 (i forget that fic exists sometimes LOL) i’ll try to get back into formal writing soon when I find more time!! i love getting to chat w aomine simps 🫶🏼🫶🏼
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xhdream · 3 months
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I can't stop thinking about gunil having like a kink(? for his partner wearing makeup during sex and him ruining it like him watching the dark streaks under her eyes while he fucks her, how her tears are black because of the mascara that she's using, how she looked so put together before but now she's just a fucking mess because of him <333 and after sex, he looks at himself in the mirror, looking at the lipstick marks that she left on his neck :33
I don't write my thoughts since a lot of time ago omg hello again!!
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OH you bet he does!!! ruining your make up is a gunil & jungsu thing (for jungsu i have something little written down for this from awhile back if you like to check it out ~)
gunil really appreciates when you carefully pick out your outfits for your dates and when you do your makeup and hair. he loves the confidence it brings you, and the fact that you care for his opinion on these things even when he tells you that you always look beautiful every time. and he really means it when he says it - he has a hard time removing his eyes from you. he’s mesmerised by your sparkling eyes, prettily colored lips that make him chew on his own from looking so tempting, your skilfully placed eyeshadow and curled lashes that look like they belong to a real life doll. the fact all of that soon will blur altogether with your spit, sweat and tears does something to him - it excites him cause he’s the only one who gets to do it, and cause it proves how big of an effect he has on you
“ah, sweetheart, you look even more beautiful now, you know that?” he asks, gripping your messy face. it’s all in black, pink and reddish stains his palm keeps landing on cause he loves having a constant contact with your face - he loves tapping it with light slaps, squeezing your jaw, and rubbing your mouth spreading your sticky essence all over it
he kisses you roughly tasting your salty tears on his tongue and smudging what’s left of your lipstick. your whines slip through his lips, as he presses your knees to your chest harder for some deeper thrusts. “i wish you could see yourself the way i see you in this moment, doll. you look mine more than ever,” he whispers catching another dark teardrop with his thumb
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koostarcandy · 2 years
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Hi👋🏽 could you do a fic for Jungkook with prompts 1,4 & 49? Maybe he is sick and gets really clingy and needy lol, and then his s/o gets sick too. ❤️
hello there, anonie 👋🏽 here are the prompts ;;;
1 - “can you stay? please?”
4 - “you’re gonna be the death of me.”
49 - “all thanks to your dumbass.”
hope you like them, darling !!
in sickness and in health - jungkook x reader
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"baby, its not that bad, i promise but i think i really need you here 'cause you know, you said, in sickness and in health, 'member?"
"koo, the wedding's not until next year and i'm on my way, just getting some soup to put in the thermos, okay? hang in there, my brave love, wanna stay on the phone or rest some more?"
"rest more, wanna rest more so i can see you better," jungkook babbles and along the line, he hangs up, hopefully snoring away his sudden cold and cough. you warned him about having the 5 different types of bingsu's back-to-back, but he took it upon himself to finish it because you got it from the other side of town while you were working.
carefully pouring jungkook's favourite tomato soup into a thermos, you quickly thank the front person at the restaurant and rush home, groaning at the red lights and hoping the soup doesn't get cold.
when you reach home, its odd to find bam not rushing to you, eager paws trying to hug you, followed by his father trying to do the same, attacking you with his kisses. you find bam's bowls filled with water and food, fond smile taking over your face when you see jungkook's fatherliness peeking through even when he's sick. bam finds his way to you, nosing your leg, trying to nudge you to your shared bedroom, as if to say, "quickly, appa's waiting for you!" making sure you're following him.
gentle snores escape your fiance's lips, hands tightly wrapped around your pillow and it warms your heart to see that he looks for you even in his sleep. you see bam making his way to the foot of the bed, curling up, droopy eyes and head down, showing you its his nap time already. after making sure bam was comfortable, you get the soup along with some bread with hot cheese, knowing jungkook would like some comfort food now.
you slip back into the room to find jungkook gazing down at bam, long hand hanging over the downside of your bedpost, softly scratching your big baby's ears. his head shifts to you, tired smile adorning his face. you place the tray of warm food on the side table, settling next to him and stroking his hair, "feeling okay now, darling?" he shrugs and points at his forehead, "i dunno, you didn't gimme a kiss yet," wincing at his scratchy voice. you immediately place a kiss on his forehead, followed by kisses all over his face, not caring whether or not you'll get sick.
"aren't you feeling cold? where's your t-shirt?" you ramble about how he shouldn't be half naked when sick, trying to get off the bed but held back by strong arms around your waist. "get this off," he mumbles at your work attire, tugging at your coat and shirt. "okay, you big baby," pecking his lips and smoothing his hair, you whisper out a, "i'll be back," to an already sleeping jungkook.
when you change into your favourite shirt (read: jungkook's) and slip back into bed, strong arms wind around you once again, sleepy face nuzzling into your tummy. the unusual warmth from jungkook has you remembering about the soup and cheese toast and when you whisper the magic words of, "i've got soup and cheese toast" has jungkook up in a instant, almost giving you whiplash. "not so sick now, are you?" reaching for the tray and setting it down in front of him. his hot breaths reach your neck, gentle poking of his hands prompting you to feed him.
after satisfying both of your insatiable appetites, he pulls you down for a quick cuddle, ears turning red at your gentle teasing and doting kisses. "what happened to super antibody, hmm?" followed by a gentle kiss on his pink nose. he huffs in good fun, mumbling out a, “you’re gonna be the death of me.” you squish his face for good measure, coaxing him to take a power nap for another round of rest. his arms hold you tighter, knowing you're not very fond of naps, squeezing out a scratchy, “can you stay? please?” you look into his tired eyes, swollen lids indicating his lack of rest. "sleep, koo, i'll be right here."
jungkook is woken up by the incessant yet quiet sound of clearing of throat, furrowed eyebrows slowly easing at your sight. you're gulping down hot water, tissues rubbing at your nose. sensing his eyes on you, your playful glare does nothing but bring out a mischievous laugh out of him, ensuing a fit of coughs. you throw the tissues, sniffling into his arms and throwing out a, “all thanks to your dumbass.” which lures out another laugh out of jungkook.
in sickness and in health, remember?
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haveu been writing for long? whats ur favorite line uve ever written?
WHY... SINCE YOU ASKED, ANONIE, I'LL GIVE YOU MORE THAN JUST A LINE......
"He'd always been her star. Out of reach, like the rest of them up there in the sky somewhere... Only meant to be adored from afar.
The stars, she believed, were never meant to belong to anyone.
And it really was such a stupid thing to yearn for them."
— Novalunosis ; unpublished
"There had always been a battle for the oxygen she needed desperately to fill her lungs, a struggle against the nigh devouring flames that she'd thought futile.
But now, she knew.
There was no need for air.
She could breathe him, instead."
— our sky (can't always be this blue) ; ch. 1
"My name, and my past—I can barely remember it, the farthest back of my memories still always… you. And in my heart, I know. Your hearth has become my home; I could not exist without it, could not exist without you."
— our sky (can't always be this blue) ; ch. 2
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sunflwryu · 1 year
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Hi! I was wondering
What would go down if y/n ever finds out that soobin drugged their drink was the reason they couldn’t walk anymore?
warning: yandere, brief mention of drugging (in ask) | the fic mentioned
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i think mc would be in denial about it for a while.
he's always done everything for them, always done the best he could to support them through their trying times. i would think that they would find out a bit later, years after it all happened, because soobin's been very careful, very careful, so their first reaction would be disbelief. maybe throw in a, "did you really do that?"
i'm not sure if soobin would be able to say no to that. he's already felt guilty for doing it in the first place. mc would be able to see it; i imagine soobin as a very emotional kind of yandere, who takes things a little too hard (e.g. blaming himself when he couldn't drive mc to work the day of their accident).
it would make them hesitate to turn on him, and plus, they've come to love him very, very much from the years they spent together. soobin also always told them he was doing things for their own good, and he was pretty convincing with the reasons why too.
however, the bubble will burst eventually and mc will try to leave him, but where can they go when he's in control of their finances, when he has the car keys, when their contact with others is so sparse because of how far they live from the city? and even if they got far enough out, setting up a wheelchair to get out of the car would take a while, and perhaps they would've grown very dependent on soobin helping them everywhere or being with them, so it would be nearly impossible to leave him.
i don't think he'd lock them up, but he'd probably be more overbearing, even more overprotective than before somehow, making sure they never leave his sight — ever. he's very careful and observant and emotional, so i think that'd really discourage them and make them accept what's been done already, because soobin is really a one-of-a-kind lover..
so yeah, mc's fate was pretty much sealed when they drank that glass of water.
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thank you so much for sending this ask in! i'm really happy to have received a question about one of my fics like this (you might be the first to have done this), and i kinda wrote a lot but i hope you enjoyed it! it was a lot of fun to write. thank you so much for reading the fic and sending this in. feel free to send more asks in if you have any more questions or just thoughts in general for this fic or any of them! <3
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kiestrokes · 6 months
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Your least favorite trope to read? to write?
okie anon, don't hate me for this but uhhh...
to read: probably yandere or dom/sub dynamics. very rarely do I read them being depicted well or for yandere with enough mystery vs. just sappy affection. I look for suspense in yandere not just obsession. dom/sub is just obvious, its always written in an infantile way vs a respectful controlled relationship.
to write: idk what to call this exactly but we all know this trope (twilight). and its prevalent in fanfic. where everyone is in romantically and sexually love with the reader. yawn. you will not catch me writing this. I see this passed off a lot as polyamory. that's not what poly relationships are always about. sometimes poly dynamics are just platonic intimacy.
Ask me my least favorite...?
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westanthewaterman · 2 years
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i just know for the fact that night has a big big ego and is also a big big sub but is too prideful to show it-- can you do hcs of a gn!reader domming Night
Oh boy, can I!
This man, this literal God
Is an asshole
He's the type to say he would never get down on his knees for anyone, that it's below him
And then he meets you
He tries to fight it at first
Night reminds you constantly, whether you're a mortal or another god, that he is above you and you should be the one surrendering to him
But you don't budge
When you do eventually start to get intimate, he tries to be in control, pins you to the bed
And you let him...for now
You let him touch you and you touch him, getting him right on that edge
And then you deny him
You tell him if he wants to finish then he needs to get down on his knees and beg like a good boy
Night tries to argue but you give him a Look (TM)
And before he even knows it, he's dropping to his knees
"Take pity, darling, you have me on my knees, what more could you want?"
"I want you to. Beg."
Eventually, the words tumble out of his mouth
"What a good boy, down on your knees. begging for me"
His face burns with shame as you remind him that he is begging on his knees for a 'lesser' god/a mortal
But he's been good so you give him not what he wants, but what he needs (aka you fuck the life out of him)
And he loves every second of it
But if you ever mention it to anyone else he will smite you
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I'm very much in denial about "Dear, Hello..." ending, but I wanted to ask what your favorite part was? Also, was there any part that turned out better than you expected? Also, what's your headcanon for Corina's and Sarah's future? Also, sorry, it's likely I won't watch the original movie, given that I'm sure I've read the best iteration of this story, but how many creative liberties did you have to take to adapt the story both to the characters and to a written format? (I absolutely love the story, so I'm fiending for more conversation on it! lol!)
AHHH OMG DONT GET ME STARTED (PROCEEDS TO GET STARTED) !!!!!! THANKS SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK
LONG YAP INCOMING
Favourite part: UGHH IDK!!! I really love the kiss scene in the hot tub because it’s just so intimate and it was something I looked forward to a lot because it’s also one of my favourite scenes in the movie! I had all these plans and was super duper excited to finally let Cait and Vi just love (or “not hate” 🤭) each other finally. It was just so sweet and so lovely with the elements of them finally crossing the lines they’ve been so desperate to cross like with Cait’s super sensitive neck that was mentioned during the contract writing and with Vi’s obsession with having someone’s hand in her hair and JUST ALL THE KISSING!!! I headcanon that Vi and Cait are super into kissing, I can’t even lie, and that it’s just a connection they’re so desperate for. Though, I’m not super confident in how the chapter turned out as a whole 🤔. The final reading of Cait’s second letter to Vi is also just so !!!!! Another thing I was SUPER excited for. I also love chapter 17 where they just hang out and banter and pine at the ice cream place and the outdoor movie and stuff. I really love the lacrosse chapters (15-16) too because of how much develops during them and how CUTE CAIT AND VI ARE in Caitlyn’s bedroom, especially with Cait falling asleep. OH AND AND AND THE GALA AND HALLOWEEN!!!! THOSE FACE KISSES????? THE JAYCE AND VI INTERACTION??? THE CONTRACT AND THE JERICHO’S RESTAURANT SCENE??? OMG THERES JUST SO MUCH, especially with Caitlyn and Vi’s dynamic throughout the whole fic! I love every bit and piece, especially all the additions of Vi’s relationships with lacrosse, her family and her friends and same for Caitlyn’s relationships with Kai’Sa (LOVE HER!!!), her parents and Jayce and Corina and even Sarah. I just love the whole fic I can���t lie, I can’t believe I actually pulled it off 😭. The overall development of the reluctant partners fake dating to all the resurfaced pining from years ago just kinda gets me! Their love for each other just never went away!
Better than expected: … the whole fic I think???? I really did not expect this fic to hit so hard for myself or others! What I REALLY didn’t expect was how much I was gonna love Kai’Sa’s character because, during planning, I just needed someone to fill the friend spot for Cait and Kai’Sa Void (COOLEST NAME EVER) just started to really stick!!! She’s so fun and balances Caitlyn so well. Plus, having an aro character will always be peak to me. PLUS PLUS, silly Vi thinking Kai’Sa has feelings for Cait and that Caitlyn might reciprocate them??? Please 😭. Also, Vi’s friend group! I also really needed those spaces filled and they also made as fun additions. I’m always super worried about making OCs for fics cuz I don’t want them to pull people out from the fic or something, so I prefer to find league characters to add but I also know NOTHING about league and sometimes (most times) it just doesn’t work out. It did this time tho! The little bits of politics that I got to write were fun too, especially with how it made Caitlyn view her mother.
Headcanons for Corina: she doesn’t change very much, inherits her family’s factories and continues to be a problem. She’ll eventually get bored of being the “friendliest” bully of all time, though, and move on to just being a generally awful person with a good mask. Might even start working with Silco and the chembarons 😧. Her parents def have a tie with them already. Headcanons for Sarah: SHE GROWS!!!! She works through her insecurities and learns about what she truly wants for herself. She faces her neglectful parents, takes a gap year and decides to study to be a teacher or something. She stops comparing herself and wishing and wishing and wishing to be someone else and instead learns to be someone better. She probably moves away too to start anew.
Creative liberties: I honestly took A TON. Especially since the role Vi’s filling (Peter: the love interest) didn’t have much focus in the movie or even the books, and if there was some, it was kinda lacklustre. We never got his POV and he regressed a lot imo. I aged them up from junior year to senior year after debating if I wanted it all to take place in Uni cuz writing young CaitVi is foreign to me lol. I swapped the family dynamics in the movie. The character Caitlyn’s in place for (Lara Jean: main character) was the one with the bigger, complicated family and a lost parent and Peter was the one with an absent parent and a smaller family. I almost made Vi be Lara Jean and write the letters lol! My notes for this fic are crazy, I might post them one day. The character Corina’s in place for (Josh: Lara Jean’s ex (?) childhood best friend and Lara Jean’s older sister’s (who Jayce plays) ex boyfriend) was NOT as mean as Corina and eventually reconciled with Lara Jean. He was the one that convinced Lara Jean to find Peter and tell him how she really felt. Caitlyn needed different character development tho lmao. Parental reconciliation is iffy in the original series for Peter; again with the lack of focus (and overall characterization in the second and third books/movies) on him. I strongly dislike the third book and am very indifferent to the movie so I kinda block it out. Obvi, in the original series, Lara Jean is straight, so I mixed it up for Caitlyn. Instead of a guy that Lara Jean used to like telling her that he’s gay and Peter kinda laughing at Lara Jean when he finds out, a girl Cait used to like tells her she’s aro and Vi instead laughs at Caitlyn for writing a letter to Jayce considering her… situation, lmao. There’s some more little things like Sarah’s characterization that kinda followed but kinda didn’t the character she was in place for. It’s only a 90 minute movie and I really didn’t want Sarah to just be some bad guy. Even Corina was simply brought up with a desperation for control. It was kind of a vague template of love letters and pining and character development and family/friend dynamics that I morphed them into to make it all work and I think I did it pretty well 🤗. The written format wasn’t hard to adjust to since the movies are based off of books and I even own the books to kinda use as a guide (although I didn’t use them much at all lmao). The chapters of the books are pretty short and, again, don’t have Peter’s POV, so there was def a lot of change.
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