#I WANT YO SMOOCH HIM

[tategaminu]

You were right, he even outgrew you

#the difference is killing me #god he was small #i don't get why there are people mad about this #he was a 14 yo boy and a year younger than her this is very logical #anyways i wanted him to get taller and i got my wish #now she will have to tip toe to smooch him #he is now muscular too rayla has a tall and buff boy now #pretty sure she apreciates the change #aang also got taller than katara heehee #tdp #the dragon prince #mystery of aaravos #rayllum #rayla x callum #tdp callum #tdp rayla #commentary

[sthavoc]

Hi bestieeee, can I request something cute ? It could be short if you like.

You never call Enzo by his name he is used to hearing “mi amor” or whatever you like but when you say his name for something he’s like the confused pikachu meme like what did I do wrong? Who you talking to cuz that ain’t me I’m the love of your life future father of your children EXCUSE YOUUU TREAT ME WITH SOME RESPECT.

Thank you !! 💖

*๑՞ 🍏 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 | ENZO VOGRINCIC

·˚ ༘ pairing: enzo x fem!reader

·˚ ༘ summary: you decide to pull a little prank on your boyfriend, wanting to see his reaction to you calling him by his name.

·˚ ༘ warnings: I believe it’s only fluff (if not i’m sorry)

·˚ ༘ note: guys i’m finally on spring break!! I can write more fics now! this one is a small blurb <3 i’m sorry if there’s any grammar mistakes.

The times you’ve called Enzo by his name could be counted. Those few moments could be times when the two of you would either fight or be on serious topics. Apart from that, his name wouldn't be a part of your daily vocabulary around him, or on the list of names you were used on calling him.

But today, you decided to see and test the waters. What would his reaction be to you randomly calling him by his name? Right now both of you found yourselves in the kitchen after you guys had gotten back home from doing your grocery shopping.

You thought this was perfect timing for you to ask him for something.

“¿Enzo, me pasas las manzanas por favor?” And there was his reaction. You tried to ignore it, but the facial expressions he had were difficult to dismiss. Your lips quivered from trying your best not to break character, you even had to seal them completely.

“¿Cómo me llamaste?” He spoke with confusion and astonishment in his tone. You never looked up from what you were doing and continued to put the groceries away.

“¿De qué hablas?” You followed along. The smallest of smiles broke from your lips when your back faced him and he wasn’t able to see any sign of facial expressions on your face.

“Me llamaste Enzo.” He sets both palms on the cold stone of the kitchen counter, his knuckles bending with the action. By this moment you had turned towards him again but continued to move.

“Pero si así te llamas amor.” You played dumb.

“No, no—” He points with his index before making his lips damped with his tongue. “Para vos yo soy tu “mi amor”, futuro marido, el padre de tus futuros hijos, el amor de tu vida.” You were trying your very best not to laugh right now. He appeared offended from hearing his name coming out of your lips.

You couldn't hide the smile on your lips, and he realized it. The crease that formed between his brows hadn't missed the way your cheeks grew for the smile. Which was when he asked—

“¿Por que sonreís?” he continued to look annoyed as you continued to smile.

You shook your head trying to cover your smile, but you were failing to. “Era una bromita amor.”

A smirk appeared on his lips, where he stuck his tongue inside his lower lip with a small shake of the head. “Ah ¿una bromita eh?” He copies. He had walked closer to you, his hands had found its way to your waist. “Pues tus bromitas me van a dar algo chiquita. Pero todo lo que dije es verdad eh.” He points.

“Lo se, y lo siento.” you whisper genuinely. Your eyes looked up at him while you continued to share your smile.

His index finger and thumb rested on your chin while the lack of space stayed between the two before he leaned in to share a gentle kiss. A kiss from which you were able to hear the smooch after you both pulled away.

“respeto, nena.” He said.

And you knew that the man meant for you to have respect for him, on knowing how to call him. It was mostly banter, but he did prefer for you to call him any cute pet name than his name. A million times.

#enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic blurb #enzo vogrincic fic #enzo vogrincic imagine #enzo vogrincic one shot #enzo vogrincic x you

[krypticcafe]

i wanna know how u think 141 + König & Alejandro would react/feel about reader doing this trend with them, ofc reader doesn't upload it or anything they just record it for fun :]

if the link doesn't work the trend is basically a person is putting on lipstick and they "mess up" and their s/o wipes it off for them and the camera pans to their s/o covered in kissmarks

this has been on my mind for a while i think its so sweet 🥲 i lovelovelove ur writing!! its so good lik oml <33

Lipstick trend w/COD:MWII men

rating: teen

character(s): Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, John "Soap" MacTavish, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Hound König, Alejandro Vargas / GN!Reader

warning(s): language, suggestiveness

wordcount: ~1.6k

summary: Silly little lipstick trend with your silly little military boyfriend.

a/n: the money I'd pay to kiss these men dizzy.

Gaz

Knew about the trend for a while, was wondering if you'd do it, so it's not much of a surprise when you come to him asking about it.

Honestly, he thinks it's a little cheesy, but he's not so insecure that he doesn't want to do it, he's happy to make you happy.

Literally won't stop teasing you like "You sure you're doing this just for the trend?" when you're smooching him all over his face.

When you're done, you can't but stare for a bit.

"What, too pretty for words, love?"

"Shut up, Garrick."

"Make me."

Now his lips are a bright red to match yours<3

The recording goes pretty smoothly, but by the end of it, Gaz can be seen bursting into giggles which in turn makes you giggle a little until the recording cuts off.

You guys don't post it publicly, but I like to think Gaz posted a screenshot of when the two of you are in frame, looking at each other with goofy smiles.

Price

The last person you'd expect to be up with any trends, but it's alright, you're here to help him!

He's hesitant, only because he's a bit bashful! When it comes to these silly little recordings and any of your playful schemes, he gets a little shy about it.

But if you really bat your eyes, pout a little, maybe even tug on his sleeve...

"Please? Just this once, sweetheart?"

He sucks in a deep breath. He's a captain for Christ's sake, he's resisted things worse than this, and no amount of hellish torture has ever made him crack in the slightes-

"Pretty please? For me, Johnny?"

What was he thinking about again?

He sits there while you practically bounce in your spot while you lather on thick layers of lipstick, wondering if this will haunt him.

But all his bashfulness goes out the window when you cup his face oh-so-gently, smother him with kisses, giggling about how ticklish his facial hair is, how it nearly messes you up, how you smile proudly at your work and at him.

You swear you won't post it because you know he can't risk his reputation as a captain... but you also know nothing is stopping you from bringing it up every now and then to him.

Pulling up the pictures and videos, smugly grinning and ogling them while he groans at how smug you are.

Real proud of that one, aren't you?

Soap

"So basically for the trend I just need to put on some lipstick, kiss yo-"

"Say less."

Literally he doesn't care what he has to do, this man wants his kisses.

He'll be all "You missed a spot" when you're applying the marks on his face.

Your guys' version of the trend is a little different.

Instead, the video starts with you putting on lipstick, Soap takes it, commenting how the shade would look good on him, applying it on his lips before smothering you with kisses in the video, leaving the two of you all covered in lipstick stains.

After you wiped your face off, you notice Soap hasn't.

He's just staring smugly at the mirror, rubbing his chin, talking about how "Y'know, I think this actually looks good on me" and "Think I'll keep it on for today, yeah?"

"Honey, you can't go out like that."

"An' why not? I'm jus' wearin' makeup."

"Don't be a smartass- hey! Get back here MacTavish!"

Every day that man tests your patience, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

Ghost

"You won't budge until I say yes?"

You're sitting on his lap on the bed, keeping him still, batting your eyes with faux innocence. He could lift you off if he wanted, but he doesn't, and that alone is enough of an answer for you.

"Nope."

He's trying to pretend so much that he doesn't care too much about it, that he's just letting you do whatever you want. Obviously, he's just playing along.

However, it isn't until you kiss that particular spot of his neck just right under his jaw where the stubble stops that it escalates.

"Oh? Is the lieutenant feeling ticklish?" You coo.

"'m not ticklish-" He's cut off by more kisses peppered around the area and a few extra on his face.

"Mhm, really, because," You're giggling in between your words, "When I kiss you here," He forces the fakest cough he's ever made when you kiss the same spot against, nipping it slightly. All he can do is lean back into the couch, leg bouncing impatiently, trying to bite back a chuckle or two until he finally cracks. The two of you are in a quiet fit of snickers and giggles until you finally let up.

After making the video, you silently gush over it, replaying it over and over. There's a hint of redness on his cheeks, and his eyes seem to flicker from you to the camera, it's the most flustered you've ever seen him be and you got it all on tape, lucky you.

Roach

"That's so dumb, of course I wanna do it."

Roach is all for goofy little couples trends, so it's nothing new if you ask him to do another.

"Babe, stay still would you?" You pout, "I'm gonna have to start over if you keep squirming!"

"Mmm, I think I'd like that."

"Of course you would." Rolling your eyes, you pinch his cheek and he yelps, apologizing and letting you continue. He really can't help it though, it's really ticklish for him.

It takes maybe three tries for you to get the video right, ending with one where Gary messed up your makeup for you by swooping in to give you a sloppy smooch and clumsily wiping it only to further smear it while in a fit of giggles. He claims you were taking too long so he put matters in his own hands.

"So when do I get to do you?"

"What are you talking about, that's all there is- Gary!"

"Nuh-uh, c'mere!"

Hound

He's confused as ever but agrees to it on a whim since he's often entertaining your needs and wants anyways.

As you settle on his lap, his hands rest on your sides and he looks up at you with affectionate eyes. He was looking at you like that when you were putting on your lipstick, too. You almost don't want to ruin his pretty little face, but at the same time, you think it'd look so much prettier with your kisses all over it<3

His eyes close and he stays still while you mark his face all over, even when your lips tickle sensitive spots like his scars. Patient as ever.

When you pull away, he looks like such a doll for you. Your hands cup his face and his lashes flutter open, showing those big brown eyes still giving you the same adoring look, and your chest is basically hammering. He can probably hear it, too. He reaches up to hold your hands and presses his lips against the knuckles. You swear your heart just stopped.

"Everything alright, sugar?"

Oh fuck, what were you supposed to be doing?

"Mhm." You nod frantically, face burning while his thumb brushes over a knuckle, "Y-You know, maybe we can just... tonight... haha... holdmeplease?"

Yeah... you never did quite get your video.

König

"What, with me?" He asks, bewildered.

"Of course?? Who else am I going to do it with? Oh sure, let me call up Horangi, I bet he'll be happy to-"

"Nonono! I want to do it!"

Moments later, he's sitting on the edge of your bed, hood off, fidgeting awkwardly, and watching you quietly. Now you know what he meant when they told him he couldn't stay still for the life of him.

"König, honey, you act like I'm going to hurt you or something." You chuckle, popping your lips as you apply your lipstick in the mirror. He wasn't even this skittish in bed so what had him all jittery?

Setting your hands on his shoulders, you reassure him with a kiss first on the forehead. "Relax, I just want to take a video, that's all."

"Sorry schatz, I'll behave." He hums, easing up at your touch and you smile, planting kisses all over. It seems he just didn't know what exactly he was in for.

You show him how he looks on your phone, "Thoughts?"

"Not bad..." He attempts to wipe off the marks, but you swat his hand away from him.

"You think we're done, mister?"

"Huh?" Practically pouncing on him, you cut him off with a hungry kiss, hovering your body over his. What, he didn't seriously think all you wanted was a video, did he?

Alejandro

He snickers, "If you just wanted my attention, you could've asked."

"I'm serious, Alejandro, it's a thing!" You beam, pointing to the videos on your phone.

He jokingly dismisses your claim and settles onto his office chair, looking at you expectantly. You're confused for a moment, what was he staring at you for?

"Are we going to do this or not? Don't tell me it was actually an excuse now, mi vida."

"No!" You blurt, though now you're debating if you should do this or just leave him waiting with how much he wants to tease you. Then again, you can't pass up this opportunity.

While applying your makeup, you can spot him quietly admiring you in the corner of his eye, and it nearly throws you off your game.

As you kiss him, he keeps his eyes on you, a grin on his lips. Not for a single moment does he tear his attention away from you, instead pointing at a few spots for you to mark.

"I got it, I got it," You huff, mumbling to yourself, "You're certainly enjoying this, colonel..."

Post-production, when you get up to wipe off your lips, he looks at you with offense, "What, that's it?"

"Yes..?"

"Nonono, I think we need to do it again, my way, this time." He snickers, pulling you in by the waist.

"Your way? Alejandro!" You whine without fighting back as he pulls you in for a longer kiss, all your protests forgotten.

a/n: homies i kinda regret writing this so close to valentine's day haha...

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[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

hi! hope you’re doing well and staying healthy 🩵

I was wondering if I could request a wayv reaction to their s/o out of nowhere smothering them with kisses please? hehe that’ll be all

thanks! <3

omg i literally love this my heart is sparkling !!

hope you enjoy !!

all the love ~ lunar

WayV Reactions: smothering them with kisses

Kun

initially he is going to be shocked, but like he would just kinda freeze where he is and process what is happening

once he finally understands that you are showing your love and affection, he swoops you into the warmest embrace

even if he tried, the smile etched on his lips is not going away any time soon

he would do one of those hugs where he picks you up and spins you around (a dream truly)

once he sets you back on the ground, he gladly returns the affection, making you flustered too

now the two of you are a blushing giggling mess but like its the cutest thing in the world

with Kun, there’s something about it that’s almost like …. domestic

like the two of you never really get out of the honeymoon phase cause yall are just so excited when you get to see each other

and things like this never fail to show that

rest of members below the cut

Ten

oh goodness ….

at first he might question whats happening

like whats with the sudden rush of affection (not that hes complaining)

would first ask if you’re okay

and then this man is going to tease you relentlessly

“you miss me baby?” “i know, you want me so bad”

low key his teasing might ruin the moment

however !! he never fails to bring it back

like if u smother him with affection, and he starts teasing you, and you give him the side eye, hes gonna grab you and wrap you up in his arms and start leaving smooches all over your neck

slight chance it could turn into something steamyyy ;)

Winwin

genuinely would not know what to do

like he would turn into a sim (iykyk)

and would become an absolute blushing mess

once you’re done, he would just smile, and kiss your cheek

but honestly he would be too stunned to speak, like he would just be there blushing and giggling to himself

i think he has a little bit of a hard time in the sense that he always wants to make others happy, but when someone like compliments him, or when his partner shows him affection, he might freeze a little

but once he becomes more comfortable with the spontaneous smooches, hes more than happy to return them !!

honestly i think he would have an easier time showing affection to his partner

but he still would freeze up when the affection is a surprise like this

loves it regardless !!

Xiaojun

sweet baby angel is so shocked…

like he initially is worried that you’re upset about something, or that he hasn’t given you enough attention

starts asking if you are okay, or if something is wrong

once he finds out you’re okay, he smiles and pulls you in for a hug

he’s so sweet, but the embrace is low key a cover for the tickles that hes about to shock you with

will literally stand there tickling you, not to be mean or anything like that, just because he enjoys hearing your laugh

when hes done with the tickles, he smooches your lips a few times before pulling you back into a hug

will probably pull you to the couch and just hold you for a little bit too

simply wants to enjoy your presence, but he wont be able to hide the blush from your previous kisses

Hendery

i love this man with my entire being omg

Hendery will stand there as if he is processing what just happened

in reality, hes planning something else

hes really looking around and making sure the area is safe before he tackles you to the ground so that you dont actually get hurt

an affectionate tackle, that leads to an affectionate tickle fight, that leads to you literally crying from laughing so hard

yes he is blushing, but now you look like a tomato after he is done with his tickle fight

“Hendery, i just wanted to kiss you!! why did you tickle me?” “because i’m literally in love with you”

after you catch your breath, still pinned on the ground, he places the softest yet most passionate kiss on your lips

as if you werent already breathless before ….

“you know, you didnt kiss my lips once… you kissed everywhere but my lips actually…”

the playful smirk never leaving his face as he teases you

omg i’m getting carried away…..

Yangyang

omg Yangyang is literally so cute about it

initially he will be a little surprised, but once your kiss attack has ended, its his turn

as soon as you stop smothering him in kisses, he starts smothering you in kisses

genuinely, i could see this continuing for a while too

like just back and forth attacking each other with affection

as it keeps going, he keeps getting closer and closer to your lips, till you two are locked in a passionate kiss

by the end of it, both of you are blushing like crazy, and giggling like you’ve gone mad

hes absolutely pulling you into his lap, and simply staring at you as if there is nothing more beautiful in the world (hes not wrong)

keeps you in his lap the rest of the night

genuinely will pout if you try to leave

like “you just smothered me with affection, and now you have the audacity to sit anywhere but my lap???”

refuses to let you go (unless he absolutely has to)

hes just so happy that you are his and he loves when you show him affection !!

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[sporadicthingcollection]

Kiss, Marry, Kill: Part 2/2 (LA!Buggy the Clown x F!Reader)

Summary: In which Buggy saves your bacon and you continue to lie to yourself. Pairing: LA!Buggy the Clown x F!Reader Rating: Explicit. Word Count: ~2.3k (of 5.3k) Warnings: Canon-typical violence, sexual fantasies, needles.

A/N: I was going to wait a few days to post this, build some anticipation, but y'all thirsty and I am a woman of the people.

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Does Buggy feel a twinge of regret as he hauls ass out of Arlong Park? Sure, but not out of any sense of honor or decency or whatever. He just wishes he could have seen your lovely face one last time.

And he must have racked up some good karma recently, because he does indeed see your lovely face. It's curled up in a snarl as a fishman bears down upon you, but it's hot in a warrior princess kind of way.

You throw a right hook that collides with the fishman’s jaw, but no dice. He belts you right in the mouth. It lays you flat, but you take it like a champ and pop right back up.

He hates the idea of such a pretty face being marred in such an unfair fight. So he lends a hand.

Detaching said hand, he sends it floating toward the scuffle. A hard pinch on the ass throws the fishman off guard with a yelp.

You see the opening and slam him across the face once, twice, a third time. He collapses to the side. You waste no time jumping atop him, straddling his chest as you wallop his face into hamburger.

Still kinda hot.

Satisfied that he’s unconscious, you climb to your feet, resting your hands on your hips as you catch your breath. You run a hand through your hair, mussing it in a most handsome way.

Buggy saunters up behind you. Not particularly quietly, but you’re so winded you must not notice. He hovers his chin right over your shoulder. “Boo.”

You screech. Loudly. And whirl around and throw a haymaker that he only just catches with his remaining hand.

“Aw, c’mon,” he grumbles. “That any way to treat your coffee soulmate?”

You blink at him. “When’d you— How— What?”

He recalls his other hand. It reattaches with a little flourish. “Saved your life, babe. You're welcome.”

You look around, then frown. You give his chest a weak shove and stumble away. “I gotta… gotta find Usopp…!”

“Up-bup-bup. Not so fast.” He snags you by the back of the shirt and pulls you back. You whine in protest. "You owe me, Miss Sawbones.”

You scowl at him. “I didn’t ask for help.”

“No, but you got it. Which means…” He taps the tip of your nose. “You.” Tap. “Owe.” Tap. “Me.”

“Fine. Whatever. Cash it in later when I’m not in a rush.” You try to run again, and again he snatches you. “What’s your problem?!”

“My problem is that, if everything comes up Buggy, I’m never going to see you shitheels again.” He leans in close enough for his nose to bump yours. “But I don't like having unfinished business.”

Your eyes are so hot that steam might as well be coming out of your ears. “Just tell me what you want and fuck off.”

Finally, just what he wanted to hear. But what to ask for? You most certainly don't have money. And the map's a wash — even if you could get it, all your little friends would beat him black and blue. No, this has to be something that will get under your skin. Pull your pigtails a little. Hurt your pride.

Like a ray of divine inspiration, it hits him. He can't help but grin as he steps towards you. You take a step back. He matches it. Another step. Another. He backs you right into a tree.

He brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, tracing his finger down your jaw to tip your chin up. He pulls out his best imitation of that damn cook. "Give us a kiss, love."

Your face screws up in disgust. You slap his hand and try to jump away, only for him to grab your arm. Swinging you back around, he pulls you flush against him, his free hand on your waist. He revels in your warmth. He missed his body so much.

He puckers his lips. “C'mon, just a little smooch. Won’t even use tongue.”

You yank your arm from his grip and stare up at him. Grabbing him by the collar, you jerk him downwards. He braces himself for a slap. Or maybe a punch. That seems more your style.

But then you yank him forwards and his lips collide with yours and every joint, every tendon, every inch of sinew in his body locks up. It's all he can do not to topple into a thousand parts and pieces.

He's in shock. He never freezes. Not in the middle of a performance, not in the middle of a fight, and certainly not in the process of sweet talking a kiss out of a pretty little thing.

And yet, here he barely stands. Probably because it’s none of those things — there's no one around, the fight's over, and you're not a pretty little thing. You're a very beautiful grown woman.

His heart flutters against his ribs like a starved hummingbird barred from a flower. He wants more. He wants everything. He wants you.

Oh, this isn't good. It's never good when he catches feelings. Especially not this quickly. Never ends well for him.

...but maybe this time...

You pull away with a pop, but your grip on his waistcoat stays strong. Your mouth remains open, and you waggle your lower jaw, running your lip along your bottom teeth. Your tongue darts out to lick your lips.

He wants to lick them too.

You let out a yip as he swings you down and dips you low, one hand on your neck and the other hooked under your leg. You gaze up at him with wide eyes, twinkling like mischievous little stars.

He dives in for the encore before he can lock up again. Somewhere, some idiot sets off fireworks.

Oh, what a kiss. It’s the kind of kiss they write songs about. The kind that breaks fairy tale curses and turns frogs into princes. The kind that lonely sailors dream of, wishing on shooting stars for someone to love. Someone to laugh with, argue with, cry with, share a treasure with, share a bunk with, share a crown with. Someone to be his and his alone.

And then he feels it. A little nudge against his lips. He pulls away in surprise. “So much for no tongue.”

Smears of red lipstick and flakes of white greasepaint coat your lips. You lick them anyways. “I never agreed to that.” You throw your arms around his neck and force your way inside his mouth.

Now it's the sort of kiss that haunts the dreams of all men. Fiery. Slick. Dexterous. You stroke his teeth and nip his lips and fill his mouth in due measure. He can barely keep up.

The images come unbidden. You, lying across his bed, eyeing him like a tigress eyes her meal. Him, ripping your shirt off to get at those delicious breasts. You, bouncing on his cock, moaning like a whore. Him, flipping you over to fuck you more efficiently. You, begging and whining as you hit your peak. Him, climaxing so hard he sees lightning. You, resting your head against his chest as you drift off to sleep. Him, pulling you closer and burying his face in your hair and whispering sweet little things that you won’t remember—

God damn, are all your kisses like this? Is this what you treat every man to? A lightning strike, a cool plunge, a searing brand, all in one? What kind of devil did you make a deal with to be so beguiling?

His head spins like a carousel as you pull away, from either shock or oxygen deprivation. Probably both.

Even more old paint covers your face. And you still don’t care. Your chest heaves and your gaze burns as you lick your chops. 

While his brain processes what just happened, his poor, stupid heart takes the wheel and shoots its shot. “Wanna come with?” he rasps.

The smolder in your eyes snuffs out and your brows scrunch. “Huh?”

“Ditch the punks. Join up with me. It'll be great."

You blink a few times, eyes darting around. “Why?”

Why? A kiss like that and you’re asking why? “Group of weirdos like us could always use haircuts.”

That marvelous sound leaves your lips. First that glorious snnnrrrk and then that clattery laughter. Your face lights up with glee, your pretty teeth on full display. “Sell me on it.”

That’s a good sign. “Your own cabin. An operating theater. More treasure than you can carry and the best barber chair it can buy.”

Your smile grows. You slip a finger below his chin as you gaze up through your eyelashes. “Sweeten the pot.”

Oh, that’s a dangerous look. His mouth starts writing checks his ego certainly won’t let him cash. “Your own act. Your name in lights. And you can kiss me like that whenever you want."

Those eyes turn downright smoky. You say in a low, low voice, "Just kiss you?"

He almost drops you. All the blood rushing to his cheeks stops dead in his arteries. Then it waterfalls all the way back down.

He jerks you upwards and presses his lips to your ear. “I’ll screw you to the wall every night and eat your cunt like a wild dog every morning. How’s that sound?”

A little hiccup of a gasp escapes you. “Sounds— Sounds good to me, Captain.”

He's ready to throw you over his shoulder like a sack of flour when something whistles through the air above him. He looks up. Pain explodes across his jaw, popping his head off and sending the rest of him sprawling.

It takes him a moment to shake the stars out of his eyes and get the blood back where it belongs. The sniper kid stands a few yards away, quaking in his boots as he loads up his slingshot. Next to him, you scramble to your feet, clutching your makeup-smeared hand.

"Nice timing," you say to Usopp. You pat his shoulder, leaving a streak of white.

“Don’t mention it.” He swallows. "What do we do about him?”

“Iunno. Either kill him or let him buzz off.” You grip your wrist. “Yeow, that hurt…”

Buggy recalls his head to his neck and gives it a good shake. How dare you? How dare you use him like that? Give him feelings only to play with them? What kind of heartless bitch are you?

He's got quite the eloquent insult prepared, but it vanishes as soon as his mouth catches up to his thoughts. “You...!”

He launches his fist at you, but the kid fires off a round from his slingshot. Buggy yelps as a dozen pinpoints of pain pierce his palm, and he recalls it back. There are, in fact, a dozen pins buried deep in his hand. Ow.

He looks up, but the kid is speeding away. You're close behind, but you do glance back. He swears he sees a glint of remorse in your dark eyes, but you're gone moments after.

Alone. Again. After getting his emotions kicked around like a naughty puppy.

Fuck this. Fuck Rubber Boy. Fuck the sniper kid.

And, most of all, fuck you.

—-

You're no good at art, but you're the only person around here with steady hands, a sterile needle, and a willingness to inflict pain. Thus, redoing Nami's tattoo falls to you.

"So how was it?" she asks.

You're so focused on tracing the design onto her arm that you almost don't respond. "Not too bad, if I do say so myself. Might have to adjust the angle."

"Not that. The other thing."

The tangerine connects to the tangerine leaf. The tangerine leaf connects to the pinwheel spoke. “Yes. Of course. The other thing.” 

“Heard you kissed the clown.”

The pinwheel spoke connects to the other spoke aaaand the pen slips from your fingers. Fortunately for you, it doesn’t screw up your careful tracing. “We’re gonna need a new sniper when I’m done keelhauling the old one.”

Nami laughs. It’s not bitter anymore, which you’re thankful for. Girl’s been through a lot. “C’mon, how was it?”

You scoff. “Sudden. Sloppy. Tasted like greasepaint and self-loathing.”

You leave out that you actually like all that. Surprise. Spit. Theatrics and desperation. What can you say? You’re a dumb bitch with a bad taste for pathetic men. You accepted this about yourself a long, long time ago.

If Nami picks up on your deception, she doesn’t let it show. “Thanks for taking one for the team, doc.”

Taking one for the team. Yeah. That’s what it was. A distraction. A diversion. You didn’t manipulate a madman’s feelings for you. He didn’t read you like a giant neon sign. Nor did you feel anything in that kiss. Not in any of them.

Certainly not the first time — that was impulse. Nor the second time — that one was thrust upon you. And the third time — brain was preoccupied with stalling for time so your cooch took over for a moment.

A moment that almost led to you abandoning your friends for a psycho, your conscience reminds you.

You shake the guilt off. “I’m not a doctor,” you mutter, “and let us never speak of this again.”

You swear she stares right into your soul. That she knows what you’ve done. But she nods. “Speak about what?”

It takes a few hours, a few curses, and a few tears, but the tattoo comes out great, if you do say so yourself.

And the entire time, you’re distracted by thoughts of a psycho with a very persuasive tongue.

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Never had you on my mind

Now you're there all the time

Never knew what I missed until I I kissed ya

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[starrylothcat]

Hello!!! It's eternal-transcience again! I am constantly thinking of smooching Rex's scars, so I was wandering if it was possible to have yet another Rex x Short!FemReader where there's some scar smooching (especially the one on his chest from Season 2)? I get so weak thinking about it!

No obligation and take all the time you need! I love your writing so much <333333

Worship You

Pairing: Rex x Fem!Reader

Summary: You smooch Rex’s scars and smooch other parts of him as well. 😘

Warnings: NSFW, 18+. Smut. No plot. Male receiving oral. Mentions of scars. Rex is mentioned as your husband. Fluffy.

WC: ~1200.

A/N: Kim, you wonderful person, you! Thanks for this ask. I was going to keep it fluffy but…I decided to make it spicy as a lil’ treat. I had this take place after the war…everyone lives AU etc. etc…Rex deserves a quiet life filled with BJs. 😌

Your front door whooshed open and you stepped through the entry, balancing groceries in your arms from the local market.

You strolled to the kitchen, setting down the ingredients for dinner on the counter.

The sound of the shower running signaled that your husband was home.

You quickly put the perishables away, padding into your bedroom. Steam escaped from the refresher, and the familiar scent of Rex’s soap wafted in the air.

“I’m home!” You called, not wanting to startle him, peeking into the refresher.

“I know, mesh’la.” He called back, the frosted glass of the shower blocking him from view. He may not be a soldier anymore, but he was still acutely aware of his surroundings at all times. “Be out in just a minute.” He said, the shower turning off.

“No rush.” You were about to leave to let him get dressed, but you decided to stay. Something about his broad silhouette opposite of the frosted glass enticed you, your mind wandering to dirtier and dirtier thoughts as you waited.

You sat on the bed, which gave you a partial view of the shower. “Just enjoying the view.”

A few seconds later Rex emerged from the steamy room. He had a towel wrapped low around his waist, water droplets glistening as they slid down his tanned skin, catching on his many scars. You met him halfway as he walked toward the bed, capturing him in a kiss. You stood on your tip-toes, wrapping your arms around his neck. You always loved your size difference, feeling so safe against his strong form.

His body radiated heat from the shower, his lips warm as they slid along yours, kissing you back with immediate desire.

Your body ignited, lightly tracing your fingertips down his buzzed head. Rex still kept it short, even after all these years.

You didn’t mind.

Your hands slid down, feeling the raised tissue from his many scars. Scars that told his story, that led him to you. Scars that proved he was a survivor.

Some mornings you’d wake up, sleep hazing your mind and tricking you into thinking you were still in the war. You’d fling your arm over, feeling Rex’s warm and alive body next to yours. Relief would flood your system in realizing that he was there with you not on a mission on some far-flung planet for Maker knows how long.

You were both grateful that now you could wake up in one another’s arms every morning, the war long past.

“Lay down.” You managed to gasp, as the kiss was now fervent, Rex tugging at your clothes as his tongue danced with yours.

“Yes, ma’am.” He smirked, breaking the kiss as he dropped his towel, showing off just how much he appreciated your advances.

You quickly stripped your clothes, climbing on top of him on the bed, his length pressing deliciously against your pussy, sending sparks up your spine. You leaned down, kissing him again, Rex’s hands reverently wandering over your skin, bucking up into you, sliding his cock through your wet folds.

You pulled away from his lips, kissing down his stubbled jaw, giving extra attention to the small scar on his chin. You kissed his neck, intending to find every scar, every mark, every freckle, and give them equal attention.

Rex groaned at the loss of your warm pussy against his cock as you moved down his body.

“Patience.” You murmured, tracing your hand over the large scar in the middle of his chest, kissing around it.

You knew every scar already, knew every story. Some were faded to the point of disappearing, others ragged and deep, part of him always. It still didn’t stop you from worshiping him.

“I love you.” You murmured, meeting his gaze momentarily, which held nothing but pure love in return. “I love every part of you, always.”

Rex opened his mouth to answer, but all that came out was a deep groan, your hand lightly gripping his cock as you made your journey down his body. He didn’t need to say anything.

You knew his answer.

You slowly pumped him, relishing the way his body reacted, and how hot his skin was under your hand, using his excitement leaking from the tip to glide your hand up and down more easily.

His abdominal muscles twitched under your lips, now hungry for something more. You still had more scars to kiss, to love, to worship, before you got to where you both wanted most.

You finally made it to the junction of his hip, nipping at the sensitive flesh, causing him to jolt slightly and sigh your name in a short pant.

You took a moment to admire his cock, flush with color and standing proud with desire.

You lightly licked the side of his hard shaft, a soft moan escaping his lips above you.

“Maker…” Rex groaned, gripping the bedsheets around him.

You slowly kissed up to the tip, wrapping your lips around and sucking gently. Rex’s hand released the sheets to hold your head, his fingers finding purchase in your hair. His legs trembled as you went to work, teasing and swirling your tongue around his thick cock, ever so slowly taking him more and more into your mouth.

You loved how heavy he felt in your mouth, how full you were with him, knowing only you could make him feel this way.

Rex was writhing beneath you, his breath ragged. You knew he was holding back, wanting to buck his hips. You took him as far as you could go, slowly gliding your lips to his tip and back down again.

“K-Kriff…mesh’la…I…” Rex’s utterances were cut with moans as you continued faster, pumping him with your mouth, giving special attention to his head. You could taste his arousal, his cock twitching in your mouth as his body convulsed and his breath hitched.

You hummed, pleased with his reactions. You glanced up at him when you could, the look on his face increasing the ache between your legs. Rex was completely wrecked, brows furrowed, eyes locked onto you, mouth agape as he couldn’t hold back his deep, heavenly sounds.

Fuck, you could almost cum seeing him like this.

You grasped the base of his cock, using your hand to bring him more pleasure, knowing he was getting close.

“Close…kriff, I’m so close, mesh’la…” Rex was lost in his bliss now, you could tell he was going to explode any second. His body was twitching and his control was mostly gone, carefully bucking his hips up into your mouth, still careful to not hurt you.

You squeezed his thigh with your free hand, signaling that it was okay for him to let go.

Rex came hard, letting loose a string of praises and moans that turned into your name. Your mouth filled with his warm seed, and you greedily took it all, swallowing what he offered.

You continued to pump him delicately, careful to not overstimulate him. He panted as he came down from his high, his hands carding through your hair in thanks. You sat up, wiping your mouth, gazing down at him and how lovely he looked. Sweat replaced the dampness from the shower, his chest heaving and eyes ignited with lust and thanks.

You nestled yourself against him, tracing your finger again on his large chest scar.

Rex let out a long, satisfied breath, kissing the top of your head.

“Thank you.” He murmured. “Let me return the favor.”

“I will…can we just lay here a moment, though?” You nuzzled closer into him, breathing in his scent, hearing his breath, feeling his scar under your fingertips.

He was here, he was yours, and always would be.

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[anemptypuddingcup]

Honey in honeycomb.

Trans Male Law x Female Reader.

Yo, I let intrusive thoughts take over. Yeah it’s something different but it’s enjoyable to me as someone who loves women, men and enbies alike.

Contains: TRANS BOY LAW! YESSIR! Trans folks are so brave fr. Ofc Law using masculine pronouns (he/him). Law also has long hair in this fic. Law insecure of his scars. References to Law doing his OWN top surgery. Law still has his usual tattoos as well. Reader & Law being friends w benefits (close to a relationship) Law coming to you for relief. Reading literally teaching Law how to scissor. Lots of smooches. Fingering. Pussy eating. Grinding and scissoring (or frottage, whichever word you prefer). Somewhat comforting. Friends to lovers in the end? Literally just porn without any plot. I did research on this before writing. I think I’ve grabbed enough but let me know if I didn’t.

“Oi. Do you have a minute…?”

Your best friend Law approaches you shyly, his hand running up and along his arm while his face gave off a nervous look. You quirk a brow to him and tilt your head in question, watching as he approaches you with his tall stature. His golden eyes stared into yours and he seemed like he wanted or needed something from you.

“Hm? What’s wrong Traffy?” You asked him, moving in closer to him and causing him to flinch a bit. Law shudders and gulps before staring into your eyes. “D-Do you think you can help m-me…? I have an i-issue…” He says reluctantly. “What is it Law? You have to talk to me if you want me to help you with something.” You asked him, pressing your hands against his sides. His face turns a bright red before he huffs out.

“Can you…Can you help me…? I-I’m soaking down there and I…I don’t want to fix it alone again this time…” He whispers, leaning in close to you. He presses his hands hard against your shoulders and his words catches you off guard. Your eyes are wide and your face is turning a deep shade of red.

It’s been a long time since he’s asked you to help him with that…

“W-Why’re you a-asking me to help you at a time like this?”

“Because I like you and I trust you so much that I want you to help me. Plus I can’t fucking do it right. Can you do it or not?”

You sigh out and grab his tatted hand, pulling him with you while he followed along. He trailed behind you slowly, his breathing growing a bit more heavy while his pussy was pulsating with anticipation. He was excited, fuck he was so excited.

“Come with me…” You say to him softly, pulling his arm softly and guiding him into your bedroom. Your hand guided him into your bedroom where you opened the door. Law immediately gets a thick waft of your sweet scent. A sudden yet suppressed moan left his throat as he struggled to keep himself composed, feeling his how and sticky arousal beginning to pour and gush out of his cunt.

You walk over to your bed and slowly set yourself down onto your fluffy mattress while Law stared at you. “Come on in Law, don’t go shy on me.” You say to him, urging him to come closer. Law gulps and slowly walks over to you before slowly setting himself onto your bed. “What is it that you wanted me to do for you? I could do anything you’d want…” You whisper, slowly climbing into his lap and staring up into his golden eyes.

“I-I…I don’t k-know…” He sighs shakily, his body growing hotter while he stared down at your pretty face. You giggle softly and press your lips against his, a soft moan leaving him as he immediately begins to take initiative the moment your lips meet. You gasp and mewl out while he grabs your hips, pulling and grinding your clothed against his.

He slides a hand up from one of your hips and up under your shirt, groping one of your breasts while you smooched and gave him deep and loving smooches. It seemed he was having a hard time deciding on what he wanted to do with you. “Take your shirt off Traffy~” You whisper to him, a little snicker following afterwards.

Law flinches a bit at your words and looks away before looking back to you. “You know I don’t like showin’ my chest ________-Ya.” He sighs, his hand still pinching and messing with the soft flesh of your breast. “Please Traffy? I’ve seen it before and I wanna see it againnn~” You begged, pouting and giving him puppy eyes. He huffs heavily and slowly begins to remove his shirt, pulling it over his chest and revealing his scars to you.

You felt your heart skip a beat from how adorable they were, and your fingers immediately beginning to trace over the scarred tissue. Law flinches and finally pulls his shirt off of his head, his eyes quickly glancing at you who was gawking at his chest with love in your eyes.

“They’re ugly…aren’t they? I think I did terrible with the healing process.”

“They’re beautiful Traffy, you should be proud of them~ Don’t be ashamed and hide them from me.” You giggle to him and slowly push him down onto your bed, pressing your lips against his own self-inflicted surgery scars. You pepper sweet smooches to the scars and trace your tongue along them, making him shudder and let out a sudden mewl.

“I personally think it’s impressive that you did your own top surgery, shows you can do it on your own.” You say nervously, a bit fascinated with his scars. He smirks and gives you a loving smooch, happy with your compliments and worry.

“Cmonnn, take your jeans off too~ You asked for my help.” You demand, slowly pulling yourself off of his lap and removing your own clothes. Law huffs and yanks off his jeans before slipping his boxers off, revealing his soaking pussy to you. You giggled and move in closer to his pussy, sliding a few digits over his slit and making him shudder.

“Aww, looks like your pussy missed me just as much as I missed it~”

“S-Shut up…” He sighs, pressing his tatted hand to your head and along your soft strands. You mewled and grip his hips tight before sliding his pussy closer to your lips. “Which shall I do my dearest? You always loved me eating you out~” You teased, reaching your fingertips up against his clit before softly pinching it.

Law throws his head back and gasps out shakily before looking down at your mischievous expression. “P-Please~ B-Both~ I w-want you to suck on my clit while you finger my pussy~” Law gasps out heavily. You smiled and press your soft lips up against Law’s clit, pressing a loving smooch against it before you begin suckling on his sensitive pearl.

“O-Oh god yes!~ Fuck keep sucking it like that please~” He mewls out, biting his lower lip with anticipation and excitement. You hum out and slid your tongue along his folds, your fingers trailing up to his clit while you tease his entrance with your tongue. Law gasps out shakily as he watched you stuff your tongue past his entrance, fucking him with your tongue while he whines out.

“Fuck ________Ya~” He moans out sweetly, combing his fingers through your strands. You hum out and try to go a bit deeper, your nose kissing his clit while he arches his back slightly. He huffs out shakily while his toes begins to curl.

You chuckle a bit before pulling back, removing your tongue from his sticky hole and making him whine out in irritation and desperation. You suck on your fingers and coat them in your own saliva before slowly sliding them past Law’s entrance. Law shudders and moans out, enjoying the feeling of your fingers sliding along his velvety walls. You move your lips back to his clitoris, giving it more smooches before suckling on it once again.

Law jolts and gasps out as he felt you bump against his g-spot, a moan leaving his lips shortly after. “Fuck!~ R-Right there! Ya touchin’ my g-spot~” Law stammers, his thighs trembling at the touch of his your fingertips hitting his g-spot. “You’re so cute Law~ Does this feel good?~” You asked sweetly, your eyes looking up into his. Law nods his head and moans out, his lower hips grinding into your hand. “Y-Yes~ Oh fuck it feels too good~ M’gonna cum~” He whines, his brows furling while he bit his lip a bit tight.

“Cum Traffy baby~ You know you want to~” You whisper to him, latching your mouth back against his clit. Law begins to squirm around and his body shudders while his walls squeezes tight around your digits. “Fuck!~ Fuck ________-Ya!~ FUCK M’CUMMIN’!” Law yells out, his hand gripping your quilt while his other combed through his long raven strands.

He huffs and gasps out as he cums onto your tongue, squirting his surprisingly mellow flavor out onto your taste buds. You lift your head and mewl out, slowly pulling your fingers from his sticky cunt. Law breathes heavily, trying to relax himself while he recovered from his orgasm. “Law? Are you alright baby?” You asked him, sitting up and looking down at him. Law doesn’t respond immediately and you help him up and lie him back against your fluffy pillows.

“You always know how to make me cum so hard…I can never do it right…” Law pouts, turning over into his side and curling up. You smile, happy to help pleasure your best friend. “Well, I’m not done yet Traffy. Now turn back over.” You demanded, grabbing his hips and flipping him back over. Law yelps and looks up at you before quirking a brow.

“Um…What exactly can we do? What else? Do you have a toy or a strap or somethin’?” Law asked, fully curious as to what else you were planning. You sighed before letting out a little chuckle. “You of all people should know this Law~” You said teasingly, pinching his cheek. “Well I don’t know because all you usually do is finger me and eat my pussy. How would I know?” He asked.

“You’re a surgeon that knows human anatomy but don’t know what other ways we can pleasure each other?” You asked, giving him a genuinely questionable look. “Look- I don’t research all of that shit. I just know a lot about anatomy and things like that…Just show me already.” Law says, now getting just a bit impatient and irritated.

You smile and spread his legs open a bit before moving your hips between them. Before you bother to do anything else, Law presses his hands against your breasts, stopping you in your tracks. “Wait wait- I haven’t ate you out yet…” Law says, now wanting to pleasure you to keep it fair. “Law baby you don’t have to-“

“No no- Lay down. Now.”

“Oh alright. I would say be quick with it but I wouldn’t want to rush you.” You giggled.

You lie back onto your doff bedding and spread your legs, allowing Law to bury his head between them. He doesn’t waste any type of time, his lips already sliding between your folds and up along your slit. You sigh out and a mewl follows after, feeling his rough hands grip your thighs and prying them open even more made you shudder with delight. He stuffs two digits into your pussy immediately, searching around for your g-spot while you mewl out.

A sudden moan leaves your lips and he smirks mischievously before grinding his fingertips into the same spot. “Mmgh~ Traffy~” You mewl out, lifting your thighs onto his shoulders while he kept his smirk. “Bet ya fingers can’t reach this far can they?~” He giggles,

“You can’t r-reach far yourself can you?~ Mmgh!~”

“Firstly I can, I just can’t make myself orgasm right…only you can...“

You smile for a split second before gasping out again, your brows furrowing at the pleasure of his fingertips kissing your bundle of nerves. Law thrusts his fingers deep inside of your pussy, moving up to your breasts to press sloppy smooches against them and sickle on your nipples. You press your hand against his raven strands and whine out, arching your back while the sounds of your sticky cunt fluttering around his digits echoes through your mind.

“You like that don’t you? Your pussy’s so fuckin’ wet~” Law whispers out, purring in your ear while his tongue trails along the soft flesh of your breast. “Y-Yes~ F-Feels so good~ I-I think I’m close baby~” You whine out, your toes curling at the pleasure while your gummy walls tightens around his fingers. Law thrusts his fingers faster into your needy cunt before moving his head back down, licking his lips before removing his fingers and replacing them with his tongue.

You threw your head back slowly while Law slurped and fucked your sticky hole with his tongue, his sticky yet pruned fingers massaging and playing with your sensitive clit. “Fuck Traffy~ I-I’m gonna cum~” You whine out, grinding your hips up into his lips. Law groans out and grips your hips tight before pulling your hips up higher to get a better angle.

You mewl out as he lifts your legs onto his shoulder, getting up on his knees before he digs his face deeper between your legs. Your eyes roll up a bit and you gasp out heavily before biting your bottom lip tightly. “Goddd~ Traffy I’m so closeeee~” You huff out to him. “Cum baby girl~ Just cum already~” Law huffs, his brows furling while he mewls out a bit. You whine out and your thighs began to tremble as you felt yourself yearning to cum.

“O-Oh~ T-Traffy! Traffy!~” You arch your back and let out a lengthy moan before finally releasing and creaming onto his tongue. Heavy breaths spill from your lips as you help your pillow tight, weakly wiggling your hips against his face a bit more. Law chuckles and lifts his head before licking his lips, savoring your slightly stronger flavor.

“You need a bit more pineapple baby.”

“S-Shut…up~”

Law giggles before pressing his fingers against your clit, riding out your high while you mewl out in pleasure. “Now, what was it that you wanted to do? Somethin’ you wanted to show me?” Law asked, his body hovering over yours while he smirked. “N-Not now baby…I-I just hah- I just came~” You huff out, a little fucked out from the heavy pleasure Law provides to you.

Law spreads your legs open before sliding his rough hands up along your body, feeling your soft yet sticky skin. “Cmon baby…Tell me what it was you wanted to do with me~ You wanted to fuck me right?” Law asked, moving in closer to your ear before whispering to you. You whine out and wrap your arms around him, a soft sigh falling out of your lips shortly afterwards.

“I wanna scissor…Traffy.”

“Eh?-“

“I wanna scissor. That’s what I wanted to do…”

“You could’ve just said that instead of making it seem like somethin’ completely different.”

“Hehe, I’m sorry Traffy~” You snickered, pulling him closer to you before pressing a smooch to his softer lips. Law moans into the kiss before pulling your hips closer against his.

You both made out for a moment, a few moans and mewls leaving both of your lips before Law pulls back for a moment. “Wait- How do you scissor?” He asked out of curiosity. “Well- it’s not hard. You just…rub your pussy against mine in. Like- You grind your vulva against mine, mostly aiming for my clit against yours. Imagine you’re humping a pillow but instead it’s- me!” You explained to him.

Law stares at you blankly while his face begins to turn a deep shade of red.

“Oh…That’s it?”

“That’s it. You wanna take over?”

“Hell yeah I do.”

He lifts one of your legs and moves in a bit closer until your cunt is up against his. He blushes as he stared at the view of your sticky body and you blink blankly to him before giggling. “Are you sure you wanna do this Traffy?” You asked him, noticing the nervousness deep in his eyes and face. “Y-Yeah- I’m positive.” He reassures you, sighing out while sitting up just a bit more.

He holds on to your leg with one hand while he props himself up with his other. “L-Like this…?” He asked nervously, looking up to you. You nodded and relaxed a bit, waiting for him to move. Law took a few seconds to process before he finally begins grind up against your cunt, a little moan spilling out afterwards.

You smile and mewl out, your breathes growing a bit heavy as you quickly began to feel the pleasure. “L-Like that Traffy, just like that~” You gasped, giving him a sweet little smile while he began to grow more feisty.

“Mmgh~ A-Ah~ T-This actually feels really g-good…” Law hums out shakily, his hips grinding and moving his cunt back and forth against yours. You moan out shakily at the contact, still very sensitive from your orgasm yet yearning for more pleasure. Law watched as your breasts jiggled with every movement before reaching out, his hand cupping the soft mound and somewhat massaging the soft flesh.

“Y-Yes Traffy~ J-Just like that! Fuck my pussy feels so good because of you!~” You moan out, your hand holding his hand that was against your breast. Law gasps and coughs a bit as his humping begins to grow a bit faster, the bed practically rocking along with his movements while grinds against you and whines desperately.

“________-Ya~ F-Fuck- K-Kiss me~” Law huffs, demanding to feel your lips against his. You scoot up a bit allowing him to reach over and press his lips against yours. He moans out so needily, the kiss making his hips rock harder against yours. “Yes! Yes~ Oh god yes~” He moans out, pulling his lips away before pushing you down a bit farther onto the bed.

His breaths were heavy while his needy lust-filled eyes stared back at you, wanting more of this pleasure. Your lower regions began to grow even most sticky while Law humped you desperately like a pup in heat. He slowly began to hyperventilate and his face began to twist from the sweet pleasure his body was feeling.

“Ahhh~ T-Traffy!~ I-I’m getting close again!~” You whine out to him, your toes curling while your back arches a bit from the addicting feeling of his pussy sliding and grinding stickily against yours. Law smiles before breathing out heavily, his hands gripping the quilt tightly beneath you.

“Cmon Traffy, cum on my pussy!~”

“I-I’m trying!~ I-I’m so fuckin’ close!~”

Moans were spilling out of his mouth like a faucet as he chased his high and yours, so fucking close to the sweet taste of your orgasms. He huffs out and clenches his teeth, his eyes shutting tight while his brows furls. “Hah! I’m so close! I feel it right there!~” Law gasps out, moving in closer to you to the point where his long hair tickled your skin.

A heavy gasp leaves his lips. He’s almost there.

“Fuck- Fuck! M-M’gonna!~” Law gasps out, his mouth hanging open while his eyes rolled up from the pleasure. “C-Cmon Traffy, M-Mmgh~” You gasp out shakily, your face a sticky and sloppy mess along with your lower region. Law gasps out and lets out a few moans before putting in a few more harsh thrusts. You begin to wiggle and thrust your hips up into his, moaning out breathily while your cunt clenches around nothing.

“F-Fuck! Fuck! I-I’m- I’M- AH~” He let’s put an angelic moan as his pussy gushes out onto yours, his body shuddering heavily from his orgasm while he whines and gasps out loudly. You had bit your lip tightly and mewled out loudly as your cream onto Law’s pussy, your face all contorted and sticky from your own saliva and sweat. You held on tight to his shoulders while your body shuddered from your heavy orgasm.

Law lies back, his body sticky with sweat while he breathed heavily. Both you and him were tired out, but at least you both got the pleasure and release you deserved. Law moves his sticky cunt from yours and crawls up to your, laying beside you and wrapping his arms around your body.

“Traffyyyy~” You whine out shakily, relaxing your head against your fluffy pillows while his hands massages your hips. “That felt s’gooood~ Scissoring you is the best thing ever…” Law whispers to you sleepily, his hands massaging your hips. You groan out and turn over to face him, giving him a sleepy and satisfied smile. “Please…Let’s do this again…tomorrow…” Law said, nuzzling into the soft skin of your neck. You mewl out and smile sweetly, wrapping your arms around him and keeping him close.

“We can do this whenever you’d like baby.” You whisper to him, relaxing with him while he gets comfortable. He gives you one last kiss before lying down against the pillows and closing his eyes.

“I love you Traffy.”

“God, I love you more…”

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[keeponquinning]

okay but.

here with me reader would try and get Joe to do the orange test, you know the one that was running rampant on tiktok where the s/o's would get their people to peel an orange for them, to test them. she would have the camera on her, of course, bc privacy and after would ask if he'd be okay with her posting it. 18+ rpf, sexual innuendos and mentions. smooching. minors dni or be kicked.

but anyway he would. you'd just be like, "Ugh."

Joe, being on his phone not posting on social media of any kind, turning his head, going, "Hm? What's that, then?"

"I have a dilemma."

Thinking it's serious, drops his phone and turns his body towards you. "No idea if I can help, but..." Knitting his brows, "What is it?"

Taking a deep breath, you let out a sigh. "...I really want an orange."

Seeing that it's not as serious as he feared, his lips purse, eyes lighting up with amusement, "Oh?" he says, on the breaking edge of a laugh. "That's... I think we have some."

"I know we do."

"... Okay."

"....I don't want to peel it, though." Throwing him a pitiful pout while she's at it.

His brows raised, "Oh. Oh, I see." His lips stretch across his face in a smile, "That's... Yeah, that is a dilemma. That's...way up there. I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to tell me, that's.." The camera catches you letting out a soft scoff. "That just shows me how much trust you have in me, I'm very touched by that." Giving away to a giggle, shaking his head, "Okay," he lets out, heading toward the fridge, "You're cute when you're ridiculous, you know."

At that, you give in to a true laugh, looking at him as he pulls an orange out, "Wait, what are you doing?"

He scoffed, looking at you as if you suddenly grew a whole other head. "Peeling an orange for you, obviously! Come on, like I'm not?" Going to the counter, reaching into the drawer and getting a knife.

"Oh, I wanted it peeled--"

"Don't, don't..." his lips quirked into a smile, shaking his head, slashing at the skin, just enough to give him a good edge to it, peeling it more with ease. "See?" he said, his big brown eyes looking over at her. "Don't question the master in the kitchen, darling."

Your lips spread in a wide grin, looking over at him in awe. "Is that one of your personal life hacks when it comes to orange peeling?"

"Yup!" he announced proudly, going through the orange with ease. "My mum taught me this, because..." he raised his hand, his nails not exactly long. "Comes in handy, especially..." He said, gathering the peeled orange in a paper towel, walking toward you, the victor. "...when I have a very cute girlfriend that wants an orange so badly and pouts in a way I can't let pass."

"Shut up," you let out, but you're smiling, in the way he really loves.

Reaching toward you, he suddenly chuckles deeply, tongue peeking out and wetting his lips. The orange at this point in tact and whole, giving you a look, poking his finger through the center of the orange, making it spread apart. "...remind you of someone?"

Your eyes widen, shock clear in your tone, "Oh my god, shut the fuck up!" Your outrage lost in the contagious cackles of your boyfriend, head bent down and shoulders shaking, the unmistakable laughter overtaking you, as so often. Which only makes their laughter last longer, rasping amongst each other until you feel him bend down and kiss the top of your head. Which makes you look up at him, teary eyed and breathless and he offers you the first slice. "...are you feeding me the orange, now?"

"Yes, I'm feeding you, now shut up and take it."

You snorted, "Remind you of someone?"

He cackled, "Fuck, it does. That wasn't even... I wasn't even thinking of that, that's brilliant. But come on, take the damn thing—shut up."

Forcing the laugh down, you cleared your throat. Taking the orange slice in your mouth, humming approvingly at the sweetness of the fruit, the juice that flowed along your tongue. Smiling at the feel of his thumb over your lips, and your eyes looking up at him, with adoration as you chewed and swallowed. "You're very sweet."

"Yeah?" he asked with a smile, taking a slice for himself, humming softly. "As sweet as this orange?"

"Hmm..."

He blinked, "Hmm?"

"Mmm...."

His eyes narrowed, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your lips. Soft and warm, wiping his hands off his shirt while grabbing the back of your neck to hold you still, the kiss deepening with a moan from him, tasting remnants of the orange but also a taste that was unmistakably... You.

His tongue plays against yours, and you feel yourself melt, absolutely crumble against his taste on your tongue and the haze that he always brings to you settle in. You forget your phone recording as your hands grip at the plain white shirt he wore that day, fingers digging the fabric and pulling him closer, humming softly at the feel of his fingers digging into your hair, taking a firm hold and head pulled back just a bit.

The feel of his teeth along your bottom lip, the flash of your pout flashing across his mind as he bites your lip and gives a pull, getting a whimper out of you. Making him grin a bit too proudly. Pulling away as he pecks at your lips, chin, giving a biting kiss at your neck.

"Jesus," you let out, pulling away in a daze, finding his eyes again, you smiled. "....okay, you're sweeter."

"Damn right," he uttered, kissing your lips once more. "Damn right." His eye caught something, past her head, over her shoulder. "...is that your phone?" Realization hitting him, a laugh barking out of him. "Oh, for fuck sake, this is TikTok, isn't it?"

"Yup." Leaning back and taking a deep breath. "It's this trend, asking your partner to peel an orange to see if they actually would."

His brow furrowed, "...on the assumption a partner wouldn't? Why not?"

"Well, some people are superstar, top tier boyfriends like you are, baby," you chuckled, placing your hands on his shoulders as he wrapped his arms around your waist. "But, I won't use it, since um... We...kinda veered off just peeling an orange. Major green flag material, here."

He chuckled, "So I passed your test, then?"

"Oh, flying colors, across the boards," you chuckled kissing his lips once more.

He hummed, thinking a moment. "You can probably edit the uh... Well, the...parts where my agent won't have a heart attack over, surely? I don't mind. I kinda want people to know that, yes, I would peel a hundred fucking oranges for you," he chuckled, wrapping his arms a bit tighter around you.

"Mmm... I could probably do that. People should know how amazing you are. Thoughtful, kind...and honestly, that orange peeling hack should be viral. Out there." She shrugged, "Besides, the video could have been worse."

"How's that, then?"

"When you had your thumb on my lips? The urge to suck them rose up in me, but I held back."

He looked as if he was a puppy just kicked, "Oh..." Brow furrowed, "...well... Fuck your restraint, wish you hadn't told me that."

You chuckled, raising a brow, "I could make it up to you..." Pulling away and brushing past him, kissing his cheek. "Bedroom."

Brows raised, a smile slowly spread across his lips. Licking his lips, he took what was left of the orange — then your phone, stopping the video and prepared to put it down... and then a thought.

He was due to be away from you, filming...

It'd be nice to have a little video to fill his lonely hours when you weren't able to face time him...

Marching toward the bedroom, orange and phone in hand, thoughts forming in his head.

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[autumnalmoons]

Your late-night company (nsfw, mdni, +18 only)

It's smut bc I'm a horny bitch (lovingly), and because I want him to split me in half--I know he can, like c'mon

Viktor x fem!Reader | 2.1K

Notes: PWP, Established relationship, set kinda between act 1 and act 2, Vaginal Fingering, Innapropiate use of Viktor's cane (sorryyyy), Dom!Viktor if you squint, Cockwarming, Nipple play, English isn't my native language so lemme know if i messed up somewhere :)

Ever since he could hear the echo of your heels reverberate around the lab like a second heartbeat, Viktor knew you were onto something—and such rhythm makes his heart pick up speed too, though Viktor’s faster than each one of your carefree strides against the dark marble floor.

You go, smooching his cheek and surely leaving a pink mark on your lipstick. Not that he minds, of course, he's used to leaving his loving marks on you, too, and even now, he can see the now purplish hickey down your collarbone that you’ve been trying to veil with a silk scarf.

“What brings you here, my darling?” Viktor hums, unconsciously seeking your lips. Is that pink lipstick the one that tastes like cherry? He’s a man of science, he’s ought to investigate.

“Nothing much. I came to bring you home,” you say, hugging his slender frame from behind, your chin hooked in the crook of his shoulder, just over his back brace. “I miss my Vitya so, so much…”

Viktor shivers, trying to ground himself in the domestic, seemingly innocent gesture of a kiss over your temple. "I miss you, too, my jewel. Alas, Progress Day is in a couple of weeks, and we need to have everything ready in case a mishap happens.” He sighs, thick brows furrowing in focus. “As usually does.”

You nod. Of course, you understand that his work is a priority, but you also have a good memory; of those two past days when you went to sleep alone. There are those familiar purple bags under his eyes, only darker.

“Hmm, alright,” you say, massaging his scalp for a bit before wandering around the lab. “Then allow me to make you company. This place is filthy, handsome.”

“Chaos potentiates creativity.”

Your chuckle reverberates around the lab, which causes Viktor to lift his chin a little higher, how easily he can make you happy.

He turns back toward his desk, hearing you going toward the closet supply to get a feathery duster, mumbling a song under your breath as you hop around cleaning surfaces and wiping down machinery with a piece of cloth.

It's only a matter of time before your plan starts, and you have calculated it just as perfectly as Viktor's equations; using your knowledge of the man next to you, his existence is the most amazing creation you've seen—much to Viktor's attempts to surpass it with his machines.

You dust off the drawer next to his desk, ‘accidentally’ knocking off one of the pens tossed over the wooden surface, further down against the wall. "Oops!" you say in your best role of an actress, which isn't that good, only for him to look your way.

The floor is cold as you brush it with your fingers, a fine layer of dust and carbon covering it. One of the windows must be open because you can feel the cold autumn wind brushing under your mischievously short skirt, one of Viktor's favorites, right against your already wet folds that the underwear you chose today isn't meant to cover.

You want him to see. Swaying your hips playfully the moment you feel his gaze burn your back.

Over the purring of the machines, you hear his air leave in a sharp inhale.

Between not wearing panties at all, you choose ones made of black lace and cute, little black ribbons decorating the most… enticing areas. The cloth down your pussy was too small, and you had to choose or covering your clit, or covering your core—which of course, you choose the eager bundle of nerves, so Viktor could see you all wet and glistening for him.

Smiling, you push the pen further down his desk, a soft—very inappropriate—groan escaping your lips, copying my memory of one of the sounds you made every time his cock presses that special spot inside of you.

“I liked that pen a lot,” Viktor mutters, though you can hear the smirk in his voice.

By now, you have no idea where that damned pen had gone. “I’m sure I can make it up for you about that,” you say, knees bending slightly, so your pussy can open a little. Only if he ever tries to play the oblivious.

A chair squeaked, and it’s impossible not to start imagining Viktor’s lithe fingers caressing the curve of your ass. Instead, you got the cold metal of his cane’s handle.

“Ah!” He chuckled at hearing your surprised gasp.

“Is that disappointment I hear, my jewel? Or just cold?” He hums, dragging the handle along the folds of your pussy until it brushes your entrance, only the tip. “You’re all dressed up for me. And I wonder… why is that, hmm?” he says, the tip of the cane playing between your folds. “Is it because you’d like to ‘keep me company’?”

“I never told you how I planned to accompany you," You mutter, feeling your legs starting to shake as the cold metal meets your boiling core, thinking that you were about to melt.

“Use your words, darling. If you’re so eager.”

There is a certain edge to his words, the hoarse tone around his R replacing the usual soft tone he uses to whisper to you when you two aren’t in the privacy of your bedroom.

“I… I thought you may need… um…” you say, voice lost with each playful movement of his cane in and out your entrance; barely some inches in, but moving it just right thanks to the exhaustive research Viktor had conducted ever since he caught you with that vibrator. Little by little, your arousal warms the metal, and you wonder if Viktor can feel it, too. “Relaxing.”

“Relaxing? My, I’d say this is rather… distracting,” he chuckles, the wheels of his stool coming closer as you hold your hands against your burning thighs. “A pleasant one, of course, but still a distraction.”

“Oh? Then do I deserve a punishment?” You try your best to quip, though your voice quivers mid-sentence.

There’s barely a heartbeat of silence, and then:

“Bend over the desk,” he says, voice stern. You could almost picture him in one of the Academy’s auditoriums giving a lecture in that tone, absolute, bossy. He knows it, of course. He knows you, after all, just like any of inventions, he had spent several hours studying you. Loving you.

Your walls squeeze nothing at the words, but the light from the descending dusk is enough for him to see it.

“Hmm,” Viktor says. “I wonder how you’ve been pleasing yourself these days that I haven’t returned home, my jewel.”

You attempt to roll over—you want to see him, because he looked just so unfairly stunning with his brown hair stuck to his temples, beads of sweat running down his chest as he bit his lip as seeing you just so shamelessly needy for him, trying to contain himself just a little longer...

He pushes your back down the desk, pinching your butt once he catches you trying to turn your head to see him.

“Oh, no, no, my love. If you are going to distract me, then you must accept the consequences.” He bends down, biting your earlobe before nuzzling his nose down your neck, taking in the sweet essence of your clothes, of your hair, the same one he could always smell on his pillow. The mix of his shampoo makes his grasp on your hips tighten.

You whine, pouted lips parting in a breathless moan when he introduces the handler of his cane inside of you, his thumb lazily rubbing circles on your clit, first clockwise, and then in the contrary direction once he feels your walls starting to contract, ushering your orgasm away.

The wet sounds of the handle coming in and out your soaked cunt fills the lab, Viktor’s stool creaking as he re-position. From the sound of his pants unbuckling, you think you know what he’s doing that needed such a good grip on his seat.

“I wonder if you’d take me as well,” he mumbles, your wet sounds mixed with a new one that could only be Viktor starting to jack off from the view of you. "All those toys and they can't replace me.” He uses his left knee to part your legs even wider, his free hand making a wrinkled mess of your skirt, just above your hips.

You huff, fingers white from grabbing the edge of the desk. “As if I’ve ever disappointed you.”

Viktor chuckles, pinching your clit slightly before letting go. The emptiness fills you when he withdraws his cane, though the narrow length is soon replaced by the thick head of his cock rubbing against your entrance.

“Mmmm,” you hum, satisfied. Your hips buckle against him, trying to take him inside of you in one thrust.  Sadly, Viktor’s punishment for keeping him away from his duties was never.-ending teasing.

Viktor caresses the curve of your ass, his hands going to brush the outline of your hips and waist until his chest is against your back once again, his big length teasing through your folds without actually giving you what you want—and yet, you know you could finish off with only this. Would he be so cruel, though?

“Come here,” he mutters against your ear, sliding a hand around your waist, and pushing you down the seat with him.

You hiss, feeling the quick buckle of his hips as his cock burrows deep inside of you, twitching at the welcoming, wet warmth of your walls. His hands take you by the hips to stop you from starting to ride him.

“Shhh, shhh. Patience, my love,” Viktor coos, nuzzling his face in the side of your neck as he bites a trail of kisses toward your shoulder, fingers gently pulling down one end of the scarf, brushing slowly down your shoulders to reveal the quite generous cut in your neckline.

Humming, approbatory, Viktor returns to his desk, with a firm grip around your waist to keep you still.

He kisses your cheek, putting his cane against the wall. The metal glistens, soaked with your juices against the reddish hue of the dying sunlight.

His right hand pushes your legs open, tangling your legs against the desk to keep them open when his fingers slide down your stomach, fingers lazily rubbing your clit.

Closing your eyes, your head lolls against his shoulder, letting him take your lips in a kiss that lets you taste the bitterness of the coffee he has just drank to keep himself awake during the night.

His tongue passes along your bottom lip, and it’s indeed that cherry-flavored lipstick, teeth grazing the sensitive skin as the hand grabbing your hip raises to grab your breasts when he grows needy, too.

“Vitya…” you moan, voice muffled as he kisses you again.

“My favorite blouse,” Viktor says, tugging down the smock of the front so he could see your lacy black bra. “So easy to access.”

You smile, hips gently swaying side to side against his lap each time he strokes your clit.

Viktor’s fingers work masterfully inside your bra, rubbing your nipple as your hands frantically undo the clip of your top so he can push the bra away.

It’s too much. Between his playful nibbles down your neck, the slow circles drawn on your clit, his fingers pinching your nipples and rubbing them to make the little peaks soft again even his cock filling you, although still, is enough to push you through the edge of pleasure. Legs shiver as your mouth stutters a moan, letting out a cry that Viktor drowned with his mouth.

“We can’t let the guards know what we’re doing, don’t you think, my jewel?”

“Why… why not?” you pant, kissing the mole peeking above his shirt’s collar. “My boyfriend fucks me so good,” you giggle.

Viktor smiled, his cock twitching at your lewd words. Your walls keep squeezing him, greedily wanting to be soaked with his cum.

"I haven't yet today," Viktor hums, deep in thought, kissing your sweaty brow. “Let me finish revising this blueprint, and we’ll go home.”

You pout, but only another heated kiss is necessary to make you respond:

“Okay,” you say, all doe-eyed now that you’re satisfied. Momentarily, of course. And that you had convinced him to go home. “But only this one blueprint. Or I’ll bite you.” You try to stand up, Viktor’s hand yanking you back between his legs before his cock could sleep out from your pussy.

“I never said you could move, my love,” Viktor says, squeezing your hips playfully. “I’d take you can be a good girl while I finish my work?”

You shake your head. “No.”

Viktor chuckles, his free hand starts to rub your overstimulated clit once again. His other hand quickly drops his pen to reach the bottom drawer of his desk, where you can see the outline of the vibrator Viktor keeps there ‘just in case’. “I suppose I just have to tire you up, then.”

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[shiftingozie]

shoto hcs

its for anybody (so no she or he pronouns) not proofread so sorry for mistakes! 😍

as yo boyf (in U-A)💕

at first he would be shy and reserved

he would flinch when you first touched him or like held his hand

wouldn't tell his dad

had never had a relationship before and didn't know how it was different from a friend at first

would absolutely get mina (depending on how early into the year) or his sister to help him out with what boyfriends do before he confessed to you

he would either just out of the blue be like 'I love you and you're perfect and be my girlfriend' or you would have to confess

first date would be dinner or to study at a café or something after training together

he is touch starved but would need to be introduced slowly

first holding hands under the table, then his arm around you, then hugging, then smooching😏

he would get addicted to having one hand hugging or holding or on you at all times

he would take you shopping and pick out expensive dresses or clothes he wants to see you in or what he thinks you'd like

likes to listen to how your day was

enjoys watching movies and cuddling

his type

he is quiet and reserved mostly so a super loud person wouldn't fit well with him

maybe a more sun beam, polar opposites type deal

they would be optimistic, motherly, kind, selfless person

he might be attracted to power like himself so he could have an equal sparring partner and someone who can relate to training all the time

I imagine him and someone else as a power couple in U-A

a couple that could take over the world

he would need someone patient to work with him to get comfortable together

alright that's it for now! if you want a part two message me

sorry its so short

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[mywonieverse]

Lotte World

pairing ・❥・ enhypen x gn!reader

synopsis ・❥・ you spend the day with your bf at Lotte World

【 NOTES 】 fluff. warnings: mentions of fainting, small glimpse of skinship, and smooching 😽

• if there are any inaccuracies regarding the park, i apologize.

~ this is my first time writing something like this and basically my first post so let me know if you like it! I’ll try to work on being consistent in the future to put out more posts like this!

[heeseung] would take you to watch the parades and shows at Lotte World. Since you both love music so much he knew this would be a perfect date. Of course he would also do the other things you do at amusement parks like riding the rides and eating the food but he focused the day specifically on the great performances.

You would enjoy the dancers, admiring their amazing performance, admiring the bright colorful lights. When you turn to heeseung you see him admiring you instead. As he would look at you more than the dancers, watching you enjoy the performance. He would flash a smile at you when he got caught staring, making your cheeks glow red as he would tell you how beautiful you are.

Midway through the show, he would hold your hand and run towards the arcade. As he told you he had something he wanted to show you. The two of you walk in and he leads you to the claw machine containing all of the cutest stuffed animals. He would ask you which one you want. But you refused to decide on just one because there were too much to choose from. So he won a bunch of them just for you. You were amazed with how good he was on the machine and you couldn’t stop but jump in excitement from all the new plushies you left with. As the two of you watched the parade, you shared a few kisses and finished your day at Lotte World.

[jay] takes you to the gift shop first. He wants to grab things to use and wear throughout the day, especially to match with you. He would end up getting you both matching bunny headbands. The moment you put it on he could not stop smiling. He joked saying how stupid you looked but then proceeded to put his on and said that you could look stupid together. But in his head he couldn’t get over how cute you looked.

After making those purchases at the gift shop he would take you to the museum at Lotte World. You would joke saying how he is an old soul but he didn’t mind that since he enjoyed these kind of things. He took in every moment, every sight he saw and you couldn’t help but adore how interested he was. It wasn’t as boring as you thought it would be, it was actually pretty interesting and cool to learn about the history shown in the museum.

Walking out of the museum, he heard your stomach growling. He would ask where you wanted to eat but you left it up to him. He would take you to grab some corn dogs as the two of you would sit and laugh about the things you talked about. It wouldn’t be too long until the two of you got tired and wanted to call it a day.

[jake] knew how much you loved animals so you get invited to a date with him at the aquarium. He was so excited for the day he even prepared days ahead just to make sure it went well. He would ask you if you needed anything before you walked in but you told him you were okay, and so the two of you went inside.

Excitement played out on both ends. Taking turns at pointing at the animals. He would then go on with facts about them too it’s like he studied for this just for you. You couldn’t help but watch his eyes twinkle as he spoke to you. Then suddenly you give him a little kiss and his reaction was the biggest grin, looking at you like he was the happiest man alive. The two of you would laugh it off and continue on your tour around the aquarium.

As the tour was coming to an end, the two of you still felt like you had a lot of energy. That was when you suggested to go on a ride. Normally, Jake would be terrified but just for you he would go on any ride. Especially since he felt the need to get this energy out too. You chose to ride on a rollercoaster which was not exactly his favorite but again he wanted to go with you.

The ride ended up being just what you needed. He may have screamed a bit but he made it out alive and so did you. You couldn’t help but laugh at his screams though. He would make it clear that he wanted that moment to only be between the two of you.

To end the day off he surprised you with a ride in the hot air balloon. He’s actually a bit terrified but with you by his side he took it easy. The two of you would keep your hands in each other’s the whole time. He would mention the kiss you shared earlier at the aquarium and how he owes you one now. You would try to explain yourself but your mouth would already be met with his before you can get a word out. Now you were the one cheesing hard at the boy. And that would be the last thing you did that day before going back home.

[sunghoon] shockingly took you to the ice skating rink. In reality he just wanted to show off how good he was to impress you. But he refused to admit that and used the excuse that he wanted share his passion with you. Unfortunately for you, this was not your thing… at all. Even after the verbal lessons you could not stay on your feet, fall after fall. And just when you were about to get a concussion, he grabbed you and guided you himself. He would try his best to teach you again this time with you in his arms but he knew you needed a lot more practice. He looked at you in silence and just smiled. You would ask him what was wrong with him. He would laugh and tell you that it was cute how clumsy you are. You told him to shut up and he laughed more as he put your hand back in his and you two exited the rink.

He decides to grab some sweets and some drinks to make it up to you after. You ended up with a huge cookie and boba to snack on after the fight of your life on the skating rink. He silently watched you eat. And that was when you finally decide to look at him and ask what he was doing. He just admired how happy you were to eat. He even wanted to buy more for you. But you refused to let him. As you turn away from him to eat your cookie. You heard a click sound coming from a phone. You turn back around to see Sunghoon grinning and taking pictures of you. You push him to stop but he makes the excuse that he was taking a picture of the ferris wheel.

He eventually stops when you wouldn’t stop ignoring him. Until he bugs you for one more picture. This time it’s a selfie with him to capture the moment. You lean in close to him as he counts 1, 2, but before three he lands a kiss on your cheek and takes the photo. In response, you playfully hit him but he didn’t care he was full of smiles and giggles. As you left Lotte World, he would post the selfie on social media letting the world know he’s your boyfriend.

[sunoo] is like a kid going to Lotte World for the first time. He was excited to take you to the rollercoaster and ride with you. He enjoys the thrill of rides and does not get scared of them. While waiting in line with him, he insisted on taking pictures. Capturing the moment before you get on the ride. To be honest, you are a bit nervous about the roller coaster. Usually you are good with these type of things but being here with Sunoo made it nerve wracking since you didn’t know how he would react to how you handle rides. But just for him, you keep a smile on your face and talk to him to distract your nervous feelings.

As you were next up in line, he would ask if you were okay and you just nod with a smile. He can tell you aren’t feeling okay so he lets the others cut you guys first until he knows you’ll be alright. He puts his arms around you and whispers questions like if you’re going to be okay and asks what is going on. You tell him the truth. You don’t want him to change how he looks at you. And that is when he reassures you that it never mattered, he will love you even more because of that. That had your cheeks hurting by how much you were smiling in that moment. His words got rid of all of those feelings. Now it was your turn to hop onto the rollercoaster.

The ride was so fun, you didn’t even realize how much you were screaming. At first you didn’t want to but then Sunoo would scream with you and hold your hand. You actually enjoyed that more than the ride.

After the ride, he grabbed your hand and ran to the food stands. He went straight to the foods he always wanted to try. Until he would stop himself from ordering more. You knew how much he wanted it though so you ordered it yourself and that had him confused. You gave him the food and took a bite out of it to show him that you’re eating it together. And that would put the biggest smile on his face. He had issues with this and you knew of it but with you he felt comfortable.

And that was when he would notice the sauce on your cheek as he would use his finger to wipe it off but the distance between you two was almost nonexistent. You were so close that he would end up giving you a kiss on the lips. He stopped to look at your shocked face until you returned the kiss. After a few selfies and laughs you would end up leaving the park closer than before.

[jungwon] wanted to walk around and explore before deciding on one thing to do. He loved how nice the day felt especially with the good weather. He also loved walks even more when it was with you. He took your hand in his and strolled through the park figuring out what to do. But he didn't really focus on that, he actually focused on getting to know you better. He would ask the most deepest but also the most randomest questions like if he was a worm would you still love him. He asked questions like that or questions about your interests from your favorite colors to favorite movies. He was just so interested in what you liked because of how much he liked you. He would have his fair share in answering questions you asked too, like what was his favorite foods or what clothes did he like to wear.

You two would laugh and talk before you accidentally ended up at the front of the carousel. You looked at the pretty attraction and then turned your head to his dimple smile and that was when he insisted on going on it. You were hesistant at first because you felt too big and too old to go on it, but he denied that and took your hand to drag you onto it. You would let him do it though because a part of you did miss how fun it was to go on the carousel.

You laughed as you chose the ponies you wanted. Obviously you chose two that were right next to each other but realized you were right... you were not as small as you used to be. Both of your feet touched the ground and so did his. But you just laughed it off and tried your hardest to pick your feet up.

He was never a guy with bad ideas because this was the most fun you had all day. Maybe it was because he was right by your side but either way you knew you would look back at this day as one of the better ones in life. After exiting the ride, he asked if you were scared and you gave him a dirty look as he laughed in your face. You would walk away from him but stop once you felt his hands touch your waist. He grabbed you and hugged you from the back as he told you that he enjoyed the ride and knew what to do before you guys end the day. It was insanely hard to contain yourself but you just went along with it and let out a few giggles after he gave you a few kisses.

He would take you to the last stop of the day... to the gift shop after grabbing a quick snack. He wanted some souvenirs before leaving, especially something you both can share and look at in the future to remind yourself of this time. You end up buying matching t-shirts and plushies that he thought resembled you and him. When you got home you took pictures with your new shirts on holding each other's stuffed animal. He would post it to social media with " goodnight :) " as his caption.

[ni-ki] takes you on every ride. He absolutely loves going on rides and his goal for the day was to go on every single ride at least once. You weren't sure if you were completely up to it but you went with it since it made him so happy. Besides it's always good to try something new.

Ride after ride. He never lost the excitement and joy on his face. You did start to grow tired but you didn't want to ruin his fun. You enjoyed the series of rides too, it just got tiring to walk so much and stand in line for so long. Then you guys would approach the drop ride next. The nerves would really start to hit your stomach and your feet could not take one more step. You felt like you were about to faint.

To stop yourself, you laid your head on his shoulder and he would let you but he was confused as to why you did it all of a sudden. Then concern would hit him. He asked if you wanted to take a break from the rides to grab a bite for a bit. As much as you did not want to waste time, you knew you needed it and you did not want to collapse on him and ruin the entire day... so you agreed and he led the way to the nearest stand.

After eating, you felt a whole lot better. But Ni-ki started to look tired after his snack. He would let out a big yawn. It turns out he also gets tired just like the rest of us. He would let you know that he was getting tired and wanted to go home soon. But you insisted on one more ride to end the day. The Ferris Wheel. To your surprise, the line was shorter than expected and you didn't have to wait so long to get on. While waiting in line, he would step out for a bit and record you with the ferris wheel in the background. You wondered what he was doing but let it slide because he found his smile again. He ended up taking pictures too before getting on the ride.

The ferris wheel was so calming and the view was so beautiful. He just had to capture the moment once again and took a picture with you before taking pictures of the scenery. There was just something so romantic about sitting next to the boy you love in the air with the beautiful sight beneath you. You two ended up sharing a kiss or two... maybe three. You didn't keep count you just wanted to live in the moment before going back home.

#enhypen #enhypen soft hours #enhypen fluff #enhypen heeseung #enhypen jake #enhypen jay #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen sunoo #enhypen jungwon #enhypen niki #enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #mywonieverse

[donutz]

KickinChicken x reader Valentine's Day special[5♡8]

—☆You are a smiling critter in this, if u want to know which one(but don't know what animal or insect to pick) you could start out as a sheep!

What did they do in the morning on Valentines?

— He woke up Hoppy and bragged to her about his gifts he’ll give to you

— “Yo, you wake me up again and I’m going to spoil your gifts to Sheepy.”

— He went wide eyed, mouth open and everything

— https://www.pinterest.com/pin/227431849925606545/

— Then he frowned and went back to sleep

What did they do for you?

— He poked at you while you were sleeping

— Just a funny little prank!!

— He gave you much more hugs at the start of February

— He now gives you a little smooch when it’s bedtime!!!

What did they get you?

— One of his very special soccer balls!!

— A gift wrapped present, like the type you’d get on Christmas, it had 5 roses, that’s all(inside of the box)

— A fortune teller, “For fortune of course!” He says.

— Some sports stickers

What did you give them?

— A football, with your name signed on it(he will treasure it forever)

— Some sports stickers, he isn’t into stickers but for you he’s doesn’t mind

— A shirt with your face on it!

— A biggggg hug!

— And a little kiss!

Did they do anything special? (Extra hugs, kisses, changing their routine etc.)

— Special as in bragging about his gifts he’s gonna give to you to his best friend, as in Hoppy?

— Yep!

— He also gave you extra hugs!

— He changed up his routine a tiny bit! Which is just waking up earlier to brag to Hoppy

What activities did you both do?

— He thought pretty hard about what to do for Valentine’s Day

— He tried to think about doing anything other than physical activity, but he’s stumped.

— So, you two didn’t do just soccer, but dodgeball! Sharks and mentos, tag, childhood games basically

— He got really competitive in it, and tried SO hard not to brag when he won

— He’s a bragging typa guy

Did they seem brighter today?

— He seemed the same

— But was very excited

— Secretly

Anything new about their appearance?

— He wore a little suit!!

— Looking like such a distinguished gentleman!!

— He asked Bubba if he looked alright

— Bubba thought really hard about it, then said he looked fine

— Not that disgusting way

How many times did they say I love you?

— He said it specifically 13 times

— Because he thought it was a lucky number

— You wanted to tell him it wasn’t, but didn’t have the heart to

— But Bubba did

— Kickin immediately apologized and then said I love you so it could be 14 times

Did they ask to be your Valentines, or did they ask if you could be their Valentines? There’s a difference!

— Accidentally said will he be your Valentine’s

— He was a little bit nervous!!

— He didn’t realize what he said until like, a minute later

— “Oh shoot! I said it the other way around didn’t I?!”

— He did mean it the other way around, but wouldn’t mind what he said originally

What did they do the night before Valentine's Day?

— He was kicking his FEET when going to bed

— He was very excited, he couldn’t even sleep without bothering Hoppy

Were they shy asking to be your Valentines or when they asked if you could be their Valentines?

— Surprisingly, not surprisingly, yes

— Also was one of the reasons he messed up what he was actually going to say

— He seemed confident you’d say yes, but was HOPING you’d say it

Did they add anything extra to their areas(their little homes)? Or their activities?

—  He isn’t the type to decorate

— At all

— If you’re talking about sports, sure.

— But anything else? No!!

What did they do when it was time to sleep?

— Bother Hoppy

Question♡ Were you the one who watched everybody get something for Valentine's Day? Or is it the other way around(as in you ARE the everybody)?

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime x reader #smiling critters #gender neutral #gender neutral reader #gn reader #kickinchicken x reader fluff alphabet #kickinchicken fluff alphabet #kickinchicken x reader #kickinchicken #kickinchicken x gender neutral reader #kickinchicken x gender neutral reader valentines day special #kickinchicken x reader valentines day special #valentines day special #valentines day

[eternalfics]

hi! can you do saiki x male reader headcanons who has a crush on saiki? reader’s childhood friend is aiura and they transferred around the same time. can reader have green hair and pink eyes btw? saiki doesn’t find reader annoying and enjoys that reader’s presence doesn’t come with chaos. also can reader have plant/nature psychic powers? lol

(just fluff of this topic please? i hope this isn’t too much lol 😅)

saiki with a male! psychic who has nature powers!

a/n: HAPPY DUCKING NEW YEARR! 😍 I kinda left this in my inbox for a little while.. but as you always know, lindy is always here to help your saiki brainrots 😇

warnings: photo of a spiky plant, yelling

summary: a difficult friendship, but we’re working on it!

so! 😊

aiura would surely be excited to see you again! asking you have you traveled, or did you expect to see her or!- you get me, she’s rlly excited. 😋 (we’re acting like she transferred first)

but you find yourself wondering who is this other guy since you guys transferred at the same time. he doesn’t even bother to give you a glance 😯 and he doesn’t look nervous at all!

well, it’s not your business. maybe he knows someone here?

more underneath:

im guessing that saiki guessed that you were a psychic easily! 😘

but what confused him is, how come you never show your other powers? are you scared or are you just private?

Scenario:

saiki was lying on his bed on a saturday afternoon, until it hit him. he had a test, it was no problem, he could do it without studying. but the problem is, which day is it going to be on? he didn’t want to be caught off guard.

he could text toritsuka, or called nend- ugh.. nevermind. saiki can’t believe how a single interaction is this tough for him..

then it you popped into his mind, it was perfect! if he contacted chiyo, the second he did he would hear her thoughts thinking they’d have a chance. and he’s not even gonna talk about teruhashi.. 😓

he teleported to your room without a sound. he saw that you were sleeping in your bed (weirdo 😨) he walked to you, and spoke in your mind. “y/n-“ “AAGHH” you yelled, and sat up abruptly. stinging nettles appeared out of nowhere.

“oh,” so that was your power.

back to headcanons!

I have a feeling that since he knows when he scares you, that you make spikey plants, that he’ll take advantage of that 😈

“boo,” “AHHGG-“ *insert spikey plant*

especially when someone suspects you have nature powers, he’ll be there to rescue you ❤️

sometimes, saiki will ask for favours (he returns it dw 🥰) maybe roses for his mom, cactus for decoration in his room, or maybe a tulip for a fresh scent in his living room :) maybe even one for you.

let me say, of course at first he thought you were annoying. he’s does that to everyone 🙃. but after some embarrassing and funny moments, saiki just dosent care 😭 (sometimes he wants to stay with you 😍)

saiki wonders about your green hair and pink eyes? he zones out looking at your soft, fine, touchable hair. is it green because of your powers? probably not

saiki knows that you get some girls, how can you be this attractive and not get anyone to like yo- ugh.. he’s started thinking TOO much again.

Overall, you both have crushes on eachover and I think you guys should smooch ❤️

#kusuo saiki x reader #kusuo saiki x y/n #saiki fluff #saiki k x reader #saiki kusuo fluff #saiki kusuo x male!reader #saiki kusuo x reader #kusuo saiki #saiki x reader #saiki kusuo #saiki #saiki x y/n #saiki x you

[iheartyouyou]

Kill Bill | Tate Langdon

Summary: Tate randomly breaks up with you, moving on with Violet. It sucks, because you’re a ghost too, stuck in the house forever with a broken heart. But luckily there is a way out. Or is there? (Loosely based on the song “Kill Bill” by SZA.)

Word count: 1.6k

Part two: here

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death & suic*de, not proofread and probably more (sorry!)

Author’s Note: I’m obsessed with SZA’s new album and I’ve been wanting to write for Tate for a while, and so what better way than to write some angst? Anyways, please leave feedback! <3

You frown as you stared at the new couple— Tate and Violet— from the window, holding hands as you heard their muffled laughter. Tate was holding a candy bucket, they just got back from trick-or-treating.

That was supposed to be your guys’ thing, not their thing. It was the one day you could leave this shit hole— Tate promised he would take you trick-or-treating after you confessed to him you’ve never been.

Tate broke up with you not too long ago after dating for 11 months and 13 days. You guys couldn’t even make it to your one year anniversary. You guys would’ve, if it wasn’t for him.

It started with him acting distant, making up excuses and running away from you. Then after two weeks of not seeing or hearing anything from him, he dumps you. He shrugged it off as if it were nothing, as if he didn’t convince you to take your own life and spend the rest of eternity with him.

And now he had a new girlfriend— Violet Harmon. Her family had moved in a little bit ago, Violet immediately catching Tate’s attention.

It’s funny how the same thing happened with you. You wondered if it was a endless cycle, you wondered if the same thing would happen to her.

You hadn’t officially met her yet— deciding to stay in the shadows, she seemed sweet, but you just couldn’t help but hate her.

The couple made their way inside the house, the steps becoming closer and closer. You froze, becoming unseen.

“You know what we should watch?” You heard him ask Violet, the both of them stepping into her room before closing the door.

You came closer to the door, placing your ear against it to hear their conversation.

“Tate, I’m gonna gain like 10 pounds if I eat all this.” Violet said, giggling.

“Well, if I eat this half you’ll only gain 5.” He offered, slight amusement in his voice. He leaned forward, capturing her lips.

You back away from the door, hearing all that smooching and how they were definitely making out made you sick to your stomach.

You run to the nearest bathroom, puking.

-

“My dad’s not here.” You heard a voice from behind you, startling you.

It wasn’t just a voice, it was her voice.

You hesitantly turn around, facing Violet. She looked at you expectantly, eyes squinted. You shrunk under her gaze, breaking eye contact.

“H-he’s not?” You asked.

“No. He’s not. I can leave a message for hi—“

“No! I mean— uhm— no. It’s okay, I’ll have my mom call him or something.” You say, finally looking up at her.

“Who let you in anyways.”

“Moi— the maid. Or housekeeper— whatever you call her. She let me in.” You spoke, biting the inside of your cheek.

“Oh.” She mumbled, looking around. You look away, trying to think of a way to get out of there. You could just simply disappear— you were a ghost— but you didn’t want to expose yourself.

You weren’t a patient of her Dad’s, but after snooping around you found out that Tate was. You didn’t think anyone was home, trying to take a peek at his file. Too bad little miss perfect caught you, huh?

“So, what are you seeing my dad for?” She asks, causing you to look back at her. You open your mouth, a response on the tip of your tongue before it dies away, the hickey on her neck becoming your new focus point. Your face falls.

She furrows her eyebrows, placing her hand on her hip. “Uhm… are yo—“

“Tate. He’s the one who gave you that hickey, right?” You blurt, your eyes flickering back to hers.

As if her eyebrows can furrow any further, they do, her hand quickly coming up to cover the hickey.

You scowl, her suddenly becoming the one who couldn’t keep eye contact. “H-how— wha—“

“Be careful around him, or you’re just gonna become one of his victims.” You snark, storming off before disappearing.

You didn’t mean to lash out, you just couldn’t help if. It wasn’t fair. How come he gets to move on? How come he gets to leave you in the dust? How come you’re stuck in this house for eternity, your heart shattering every time you saw or heard of him. You couldn’t even remember the last time he spared you a glance.

Fucking bastard.

And how badly you wanted to kill him and his new girlfriend. Too bad he’s already dead and if you kill her, you’ll be doing him a favor.

-

When you’re a ghost stuck in a house for eternity, there’s really nothing to do. You’ve read every single book in this house at least a hundred times, visited every part of this house at least a million times, and probably more.

Tate never let you talk to the other ghosts, mainly Chad and Patrick.

Since you’re a ghost stuck in a house for eternity, struggling to get over your ex boyfriend, you needed advice.

“Oh honey, you’re barking up the wrong tree.” Chad announced, eyeing you up and down as you entered the room. Patrick turned, scoffing. “What you want?”

“I need…” You cringed at yourself, before shaking your head. “Never mind, sorry.” You spin around, getting ready to leave before they stopped you.

“Come on, we don’t bite. You obviously came here for something, your boyfriend trying to plot some revenge or someth—“ Chad started.

“No— we actually broke up. That’s what I came here for. He’s dating that uh, new girl.” You interrupt, head low.

They both stay silent, sharing a knowing look before staring back at you. “Violet? Jesus— she’s a pain in my ass. She’s so loud at night, I’m surprised her parents haven’t said anything. She sounds like a dying cat when she moans.” They both laugh.

You flinch, you’ve heard her moaning too. That’s why you stayed in the basement at night.

“Uhr— yeah. I know you guys don’t like Tat—“

“We don’t like both of them, hun.”

“Okay, both of them, but I need your guys’ help. Look, I know we may have had our differences and stuff… but I’m desperate.” You beg, looking between them.

You watch as Chad raises an eyebrow, Patrick pressing his lips inti a straight line before motioning for you to come over. “Fine, but you’re gonna owe us.”

-

You hum a soft tone, rubbing your eyes as you made your way down to the basement. You round the corner, eyes almost bulging out of your head as you spot the blond mop of curls by your makeshift bed.

“What are you doing?” You ask harshly, rubbing the last bit of sleep from your eyes before staring at him.

“Have you been sleeping down here?” Tate asks softly, ignoring your question.

“What are you doing here?” You repeat yourself, taking a sharp inhale as he finally turned around.

“What are you doing with that gay couple? I told you to stay away from them Y/N, they’re not safe.” He says, taking a step towards you. You take one back, shaking your head.

“They’re nice actually. You know they have names, right? Chad and Patrick.” You snark, staring up at him.

“I don’t care. Stay away from them— Violet too. You spooked her.”

“‘Spooked her’? I was just telling her the truth.” You say.

He sighs, rubbing his temples. “Just— don’t ruin this for me. Kay?”

“What? I’m not gonna ruin your stupid fucking relationship, Tate. Go be happy with her, I don’t care. I’ll leave your girlfriend alone, okay? Now can you go? I’ve had a long night.” You sigh, giving up as your shoulders drop.

You push past him, making your way to your bed.

“Why are you so jealous? She makes m—“ He starts.

“I’m not jealous!” You shout, eyebrows furrowing. “You wanna know why I was talking to Chad and Patrick? Because we’re planning to dig up my bones and bury me in some graveyard. Just far away from you. So, now you and your girlfriend can be happy! I’ll most definitely leave the two of you alone.” You finally admit.

You almost wish you didn’t say that when you looked up, seeing the pained expression on his face. “Wha— how do you even know about that?!”

“Moira.” You mumble, shifting your weight onto one foot.

“Moira? God damnit— look, Y/N, you c-can’t leave. I won’t let you!” He announced sadly, eyes glistening in light from the window above.

You clench your fists, anger bubbling up inside you. “I’m stuck here for eternity! Tate— this is like hell for me! You have no right to choose this choice for me.”

“Hell? You think it’s hell here?” He practically whimpered, frowning.

You stay quiet for a few moments, sitting on the edge of your makeshift bed. “Yes. I’m leaving, wether you like or not. Can you leave me alone now?”

It feels like the wind just got knocked out of him, dropping to his knees as he wraps his arms tightly around your legs. “You can’t— please. I’m sorry, please don’t leave me. You’re a-all I have. I love you, I love you so much—“ He begged, tears flooding his cheeks as his grip on your legs got impossibly tighter.

“Please don’t leave me. If Violet’s the problem I can get rid of her! Her family too— I can get rid of anyone or anything that’s the problem, okay? If I’m problem I can leave you alone! You’ll never see me again— please, I promise, i p—“

“Go away, Tate.” You say softly, wiping your eyes before any tears could start. He stops, eyes widening as he looks up at you in tears. “NO! What? No! Please!”

You look away, not having the strength to look at him. “Go away.”

And he listened.

#tate langdon imagine #tate langdon x reader #tate langdon #ahs #ahs murder house #violet harmon #tate langdon angst #tate langdon ahs #evan peters #evan peters x reader #angst #fanfiction #imagine

[swampstew]

Raven! My love! My delightful partner in crimes committed for the Kid Pirates <3 I am here for this! \o/

Eustass Kid and NSFW #2

Also all my hugs and snuggles, my sweet. ♥ I hope things work out, and make sure to let me know if I can do anything to help -^_^-

My dearest Quin - happy anniversary around the sun! I'm so glad we met each other online over smut and became friends♥ You requested types of kisses, I hope you enjoy your story! ;)

Oh Captain, My Captain Kid

Warnings: Spicy content! Eustass Kid X AFAB Reader; oral - reader receiving, fingering, and messy messy smooches. Word count: 633

“Eu-Eu-EUSTASS!” you cried out, hair messily splayed out over the satin pillow sheets as you sunk your head deeper into the soft cushion. Fingers gripping the bed sheets tightly as you grinded against his touch, urging him to do more.

“Damn Mouse, chill out. I haven’t even pulled off your panties yet,” came the low, husky voice of your lover. A toothy grin split his face as he teased you with a long lick over the soaked material, causing your hips to buck again. With a laugh, he grabbed your hips with both hands and firmly held you to the bed. “Just ‘cause it’s yer birthday doesn’t mean you can rush me.”

His fingers glided down while he kissed your thighs leaving red kiss marks over your soft skin, hooking the fabric of your lace panties with his painted forefingers before yanking them off. Your gasp was cut off with a squeak as he licked you from slit to clit.

“Mmmm, love it when you make those little noises. Makes me want to devour you,” he whispered into your pussy as you clenched over nothing. “Tch, so greedy. Alright then, since it’s your big day and all—"

Without wasting another second, he plunged his thick, heavy tongue into your aching core. Your hips snapped sharply into his face as you let out sweet, mewling sounds while he lapped up your essence. Vigorously shaking his head from side to side as he ate you out, drawing out needy gasps and moans from you.

Using his sharp nose to press against your clit, he hummed out, “Gods I love the way you taste.”

Puckering his lips over your swollen nub, he sucked it harshly only to give it soft licks to make your shrieks of pleasure turn into babbling nonsense as he licked, sucked, and rubbed your clit. Pushing thick fingers into your neglected core, curling them inside you to massage circles on your slick walls.

“X marks the spot,” you could hear the chuckle rumble in his throat as he applied the perfect amount of pressure with his touch. He rubbed your g-spot with expert fingers, cementing you in place on his bed as he pushed his face deeper into your pussy. His heavy tongue flicking your clit made you spasm as your orgasm struck through your body like lightning. The waves of trembling heat washed over you as he kept up his ministrations to help you ride the ebb and flow of pleasure as your silk splattered on his face.

“Yo-you’re mouth is messy,” you managed to breath out, eyes glassy and half closed from the strong orgasm, staring at his smeared and wet face.

“Hmm, ya think so?” the glint in his eye spelled out trouble. The best kind.

With a devious smirk on his face, he crawled over your body until his face was in front of yours. He pressed his hard, muscled body gently against yours, holding most of his weight with his hands but letting it press into you where it mattered. His hardened length settled right over your still-throbbing center.

“Guess I better clean it up.”

Before you could ask what he meant, his messy, painted lips brushed against your face from cheek to cheek before he dipped down and started kissing you feverishly. You closed your eyes and melted into it, letting his tongue dominate yours while spreading the taste of you in your mouth. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you angled your head to deepen the kiss, letting out soft moans as he held you closer, not allowing either of you to break apart until you were both desperate for air. Finally pulling back, he gave you a wicked smile that immediately had you suspicious.

“Wh-what?!”

“Who’s got a messy mouth now, Mouse?”

#eustass kid #swampstew bedtime stories #eustass kid smut #eustass kid x reader #eustass kid x you #eustasscaptainkid #swampstew stories #swampstew #oh captain my captain mini event #quinloki

[fatuismooches]

HEHE HAIHAI SMOOCHES ITS ME ANON WHO CANT STOP THINKING ABT FAILURE AND DELTA SEGMENTS SINCE U ASKED SO NICELY U SHALL RECIEVE MORE BRAINROTS thud time a cute little imagine? scenario? (i have no idea hut we roll) with failure segment

Since this segment doesn’t acknowledge anyone other than fragile!reader (and prime i think) i imagine that when the agents are assigned with tasks related to this segment, they feel immense reluctance.. but worry not! fragile!reader to the rescue!

Imagine one of the times where reader is sat on his table, trapped between his arms as he stares at them (this is a regular occurrence atp), an unlucky fatui agent assigned to retrieve something from this segments’ office comes in and asks for said thing, they get ignored as usual, so fragile! reader, being the kind and gentle soul they are take it upon themselves to help them, since theyre the only person this segment would willingly listen to without facing any difficulties.

So the reader repeats the agents’ question but less nervously and in a more softer tone, they stroke his cheeks with their thumbs as he gets lost in the soft glint in their eyes, and almost as if hypnotised, he nods along to the sound of their lovely voice and in a voice so low he answers the reader, then points to the direction of said object the agent was assigned to get. The agent takes it and walks off (almost darts out tbh), and reader just kisses the segment as thank you, i imagine he keeps his half lidded eyes open whenever fragile!reader presses their lips against his, but just for a couple of seconds, i like to think he mainly does this to memorize the feeling of the moment, how soft their lips feel, the way you look so content kissing him, the feeling of your hands on his cheeks (how they’re no longer as cold as he remembers them to be when you were in a comatose state), the feeling of yearning and love in his chest, etc.

And only then does he closes his eyes shut to enjoy the moment even more.

And then when you try to pull away, he doesn’t let you. He lightly places a hand under your chin and a hand on the back of your neck and pulls you back for a peck, a peck turns into two, then he goes in for thirds and fourths and its like he can’t get enough of the sweet taste of your lips (honestly none of the segments nor Dottore himself can get enough). I know it was stated that this segment doesnt initiate physical affection since he’s content with watching you go about your day from afar, but i like to imagine that although occasionally, he sometimes reciprocates double the affection you give him, its like he’s lost control of his own movements and moves in a trance. And then reader can’t take anymore because of how flustered and breathless they feel and immediately bury their face in the crook of his neck, with their arms wrapped tight around him as he sigh in contentment.

Their face burns even more when he absentmindedly murmurs in that voice of his about the feel of their lips as if he was documenting checkup results so close to their ear.

hehe this was fun to write but i did not beta read at sll :3c can i be 🐙 anon pretty pleasr C:

(x) Although being asked to speak to any of the segments is a challenging task for the average person, Zeta is a special case. Each segment is unique in their own way, perhaps loud and crazy, or calm yet intimidating, but at least they can communicate with their underlings. Zeta, on the other hand, has very little contact with the regular Fatuis, only capable of working in solitude considering his state of mind. Most agents are forced to return empty-handed and instead fetch another segment to help. He's not seen very often either - it's either Prime's office, his office, the hallways to and from, and maybe his room. So Zeta certainly isn't a segment one would want to deal with, especially since his ticks and likes are vastly unknown to the general Fatui... (the handbook is severely lacking in this area...)

But despite the air around Zeta, you weren't scared off in the slightest, and of course, found yourself snuggling with him in due time. His general demeanor was far different from the other segments but that wasn't an issue, you found it endearing but also quite sad at how gently he treated you as if you were glass that was just about to break... you wanted to try and show him how you were still stronger than that! (Despite your frail health.)

You didn't expect helping him with his job to be part of spending time with him, but you're not mad. Rather, you find it a bit cute how he's willing to listen and indulge your wishes. (The handbook definitely has a rule like - [Name] 100% has magic powers. Definitely an angel bestowed upon us.) Meanwhile, Zeta has no issue with this, in fact, he finds it reminiscent of all the times you used to ask favors from him, when you used to rely on him for anything and everything. So now that finally you're awake, alive, smiling, he wants you to rely on him again. (Though he does find it a bit annoying how nice you are to these agents, he'd prefer to help you with your own requests...)

You can never really predict when Zeta will have one of those days when he needs to kiss you all over, and although it catches you off guard you will never not reciprocate. You know how long he's had to watch you be motionless, and you need to make up for that time. It's also kind of funny because while all the other segments fluster you on purpose, Zeta doesn't realize it sometimes.

#smooches talks #🐙 anon #fragile reader <3 #dottore love notes <3 #crying sobbing #DELICIOUS 🐙 ANON DELICIOUS.