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hoshigray · 9 months

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Hiya tojis darling ;)

I wonder if you can do this request but if not. Completely fine

wedding night with sexually frustrated toji. Reader is virgin.

Hello, krystal~ :D Been a while since you last requested, hope you're everything on your end is going okay! Lol, yes, I am indeed Toji's darling, currently watching TV with him as we speak~ Omg, I love this idea sm, hope I did justice with this one! Tysm for the request, nice to see you again~☆

Also, if you're reading this, know I'm currently away from this app for the week as I'm out on a trip with my close buds!! I'll still be writing when I get the time, so feel free to drop by my inbox as it'll still be open :3 Also also, I recently got to 1.8k followers!?!?? Sending hearts to y'all :D maybe we'll celebrate at 2k? I'll think about it while I'm gone...Anywho, plz enjoy this~

Cw: Toji x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - soft one minute, then immediate smut, my bad haha - kissing/makeout session in a car; PDA (ig??) - Daddy kink - sex in a hotel room - oral (f! receiving) - missionary position - overstimulation - praise - biting (Toji nibble on your ear)- pet names (baby, darlin', cutie, good girl, mama, sweetie) - clitoral play (licking, sucking, and rubbing) - Toji being a good hubby for your first time, but still a menace - mentions of handjobs, blowjobs, and drool. Wc: 2.7k

"So? You feeling excited~?"

"Umm, I guess so? More like a bit scared..."

"Hehe, I get that. Shit, I'd be nervous, too, starting my honeymoon off with that hunk of a man...Oop! Speaking of, here he comes now..."

You watch your best friend, Utahime, poke to the side with their chin, and you turn to see the direction they pointed to. Tonight was the night of your wedding; the boisterous atmosphere by your guests was still alive and well but will soon wane by the second as the moment you've been anxious about has finally come. You're about to walk out of the venue to the SUV, waiting for you to head to the airport. But before you could do that, someone else had to accompany you. Your groom, the man you married today, walked towards you.

The day you'd see yourself get married to Toji Fushiguro was a day you couldn't foresee. Even after a long while being in a committed relationship with the older man, it's still hard to believe that he proposed to you on your birthday a year and a half ago. Five years of loving and being patient together all led to this moment, and it still baffles you that you are no longer a girlfriend — but a wife. And he, your husband.

Now that the party is coming to a close and pictures are almost finished taken, Toji approaches you outside his wedding attire. Finished changing out of his wedding tux, now substituted with a black turtleneck and dark jeans, a silver chain decorating around his neck. He surveys your changed appearance, your stunning white dress replaced with a comfortable yet elegant jumpsuit that compliments your beautiful skin and figure. He gives you a grin, and your heart swoons. "Lookin' gorgeous, baby."

Your cheeks grow warm, averting your eyes somewhere away from your handsome spouse. "Thank you...you too."

"Awww, look at you being all shy!" Utahime pokes fun at you, snickering to themself when she sees you glare at them. "You better be good to this one, Toji. They just might faint if you look their way~."

The man chuckles at the comment. "Maybe that's what I'm hopin' for, now that I got 'em all to myself." He then moves closer to pull you by the shoulder, your body rigid being towed to his chest, and you just know your friend has a stupid look of glee from the display of affection. "Ready?"

You incline to face him and give a meek nod. He kisses your cheek with a smirk, and Utahime squeals before heading to the front door in front of you. Busting it open to showcase the crowd awaiting your arrival, you two walk down in unison as the guests cheer for the newly wedded couple.

As you make it down the aisle, you look around and share smiles with the familiar faces that came and had fun at your wedding until the blazing sun was replaced with the happy moon. Friends and family clapping their hands to you and your husband, wishing and shouting praises and good luck for the two of you. You saw Mei Mei blowing kisses your way, Gojo lifting his shades to wink at you, and your college buddies chanting your name with your relatives.

On the other side, you could make out Shiu Kong in the far back, taking out the cigarette between his lips and waving goodbye to you and his friend. Geto stands at the front, smiling while his two daughters yell, "Congratulations!!" as you descend. And at the end stands Nanami with a small smile, and beside him are Toji's children. Tsumiki, your pretty flower girl, comes to give you a hug. Megumi, the once stoic ring bearer, followed his sister to do the same.

You return the embrace to the kids, telling them to promise to be good until you return and proceed to walk into the backseat of the car. Toji closes your door and walks to the other side to take his seat, and a roar of applause and cheers erupts when the vehicle drives out of the scene. A tremendous wave of tranquility washes over you now that you're away from the gathering; the wedding is officially over.

However, after you release a long sigh and rest your eyes with shut eyelids, you hear the sound of a seatbelt unbuckling and something — or someone — moving closer to you. And a pair of lips on your neck has you snap your eyes back open.

"T-Toji!" You yell at him in a hushed tone, taking note of the driver in front of your seat. "Not here, wait til we're at—"

"I know, sweetie, I know," he says but resumes arranging your neck and clavicle with kisses. "You just look so fuckin' beautiful; can't a guy have a small piece of his wife before then?" As if you could give him a proper answer before he brings his lips onto yours, your moans taken by him while he sucks and nibbles on your bottom lip.

You grab his turtleneck as you try to suppress the whimpers from airing out, not wanting the driver to hear what's happening in his car (although he's secretly listening to his own music with his earphones). But when Toji's hand snakes down to your butt and gives it a squeeze, you squeak. "Toji!" you whisper shout at him again, and all you're given is a snicker from the sly bastard you're stuck with.

"Shhhhh, lemme have you fr' just a second." Your tiny glare fuels his hunger more, taking your lips once more. And he toys with you throughout the ride to the airport. Such a liar!! You cursed, but this moment was bound to happen.

Despite spending many years together, how you've managed to still be a virgin is still a mystery even to you. You never thought so much about letting your virginity go, so you treated it as something sacred that you only wished to give to the right person. However, when the right person came through, you realized you still weren't ready to let it go. Bless your lucky stars, though, that your [former] boyfriend opted to wait for you, even when you said that it would probably happen when you two get married. You thanked the heavens for having such a patient man, as it showed how much he loved and treasured you.

...But having such a patient, attractive, and brawny man in your life for so long was not an easy task on your part. There have been moments when you'd fantasize about the fateful day Toji would deflower you, so much so there were nights your fantasies took the best of you, and your fingers slithered down the hem of your panties. Or the days when your eyes would linger on his strong, muscular body for too long before your face would feel as hot as the sun, and you'd want to melt on the spot when Toji catches you glancing, a giant smirk plastered on his face. Or times when he'd be too horny, and you'd offer to help him with his erections. Your blowjobs and handjobs would do more bad than good for both of you. Because Toji's desire for you increased day by day.

So ever since you walked down that aisle, you knew your eventual doom was coming to get you. Even when you two fly on your honeymoon, you sense his patience dwindle by the hours. And once you make it to the enchanting luxury suite, he finally snaps. Hoisting you up bridal style and storming right to the bed, clothes discarded to the floor, and lights dimmed to a softer glow.

"Ahhhnn!! Ahhaaa!! Tojiii!! It's too much!! Too mu—Mmnaaah!" He's now between your thighs, your legs propped up by his strong hands and cunt coated with your wetness out for him to see. Your cries are ignored by the obdurate older man, who flicks your clit with his tongue.

"I know, , but gotta have you right fr' me." He coos, chaste kisses set on your inner thighs. "Don't wan' break my baby on their first night." His words meant out for comfort, yet contrasted with the raunchy, lewd noises he was making on your slit. Licking and sucking on your moist folds, teeth grazing your sensitive vulva while his tongue satiates his thirst with your slick. His nose bumping into your clitoris in the midst of it all has you gripping the shits beneath you.

Tears prickle the ends of your shut eyes, your face hot like the air in the room, and your body sweaty and shivering from being in this position for about fifteen minutes. Toji said that the best thing for you was to have him tease and get your body ready. Nevertheless, had you known that you'd have the man eating you out nonstop like this, you would've prepped yourself better! It's so bad that your head pounds, his wet muscle attacking your chasm precisely to the point of your mind being stuck in a haze. No wonder you're constantly jolting, and your legs won't stop shaking — you've come three times already!!

"Hey, mama," you hear him call you, but you can't format a functional sentence now. You respond with gibberish you hope he can make sense of. "Say my name, and I'll let ya cum."

"T...Toji—Eeeyaahh!" He sucks on your clit with vigor; you could've sworn you almost choked on a gasp.

"Aht aht, the other one." Emerald eyes examine your direction.

You bite your lip at the patronizing tone of his voice. You know what he's referring to; it's just too embarrassing to say. For the sake of putting an end to this pleasurable hell and getting what you really want, however, your tongue burns at what you say next.

"Mmmm, please, Daddy...Please, let me cum. I want it!" You whine with hooded eyes looking down at him, and his devilish grin almost makes you melt. Without saying another word, his mouth returns to your leaky cunt. But this time, he brings a. hand down south, and his fingers rub rough circles on your delicate bud, the two sensations shocking your body into an experience you've never experienced before.

It's only a matter of seconds that you come right then and there, your body jerking and legs quivering in sync with your walls clamping onto nothing. And your cries don't stop there, more wails fill the room as Toji drinks your creamy substance for the fourth time that night. His tongue protruded into your spongey core and roughly licked on its tender nerves.

You appreciate the moment he lets you rest for a few seconds after removing his mouth from you, your shivering body slowly calming down to a stable state. You feel so sticky and dirty with the mess between your legs, coated with come and spit. So vulgar to even think about it that your ears ring.

Toji licks his lips of your wetness, "Did s' good fr' me, mama. Such a good girl fr' Daddy." He then stations your legs around his waist, and you peer down to watch him align his erect cock to your entrance. "Ready, cutie? Gonna need ya' to take some deep breaths fr' me, okay?" You nod and follow his instructions. The head of his cock pushes to you with every exhale, and your eyes automatically sew shut when his girth bullying your entrance brings in pain. Your hands find purchase on his shoulders, nails digging into tan skin as you fight the discomfort.

But it all slowly vanishes once the tip slides in, a sharp cry escaping you. More whimpers and choked sobs fly out when he gradually pushes his length into you, tears striking down as his girth stretches your insides.

"Mmmm, holy fuckin' shit," he curses under his breath. "You're so tight, baby." You can only hum as a reply before his hips start moving at a slow cadence. The feeling of his dick between your walls is hard to comprehend. It's finally happened; you're no longer a virgin. So full of him inside you, unable to put into words the feeling you're experiencing right now.

It takes every part of his being for Toji to keep his ruts to a slow pace. He knows this is a big moment for you — it's necessary that you don't get too overwhelmed by him, or else something could go completely wrong. And he wouldn't want that for you. Despite that, a part of him really wants to relish your body. Five years of waiting for you to be ready for him. Five years of fighting the urge to pin you down and have you to himself. Five years of desire all crumble down for this exact moment. Now, when he finally has you for himself and no one else, the patience that was once there converts into that of pure lust.

His hips increase speed, and your hands cling onto him for dear life. The walls of your chasm clamp into him even harder, and your legs wrap around him, Toji groaning at your grip on him. He snickers through gritted teeth, "Jesus Christ, mama, y'r tryin' to snap my dick off? I'm not goin' nowhere." He coos while wiping tears from your eyes.

You open your mouth to say something, but all that leaves your mouth is a scream when he slams his pelvis into your cunt. The action has you arch your back toward him, his length brushing up on the sweet spots that you never considered were there. More mewls bounce off the walls of the suite as his thrusts recur with a vigorous rhythm.

"Daddy, I'm, Oh Jesus—Aiishhhh!!" You hiss out for him, eyes rolling back when he grinds his pelvis on your messy vulva. Squelching noises burn your ears. "I'm gonna cum, Daddy, I wanna cum!"

"Hnngh!! Yeah, sweetie, think y'r gonna cum?" He draws down closer for his lips to be dangerously close to your ear. Your slit clutching hard on his dick. "Wanna cum on Daddy's dick like a good girl?"

"Yes, yessss! Please, I want it!!" You wail out, no regard to how loud your voice is right now. All you want is your orgasm.

Toji's chuckle is too close to your eardrums. You squirm under him, and he playfully bites the lobe of your ears. "Go 'head, darlin'. Make a real mess on me, ya hear?" He kisses you lovingly while his hips snap at you at an erratic tempo, prompting uncontrollable moans to enter the air against your will. With every rut is an abrasive hit to the tender spots within you, and your clit doesn't go unnoticed when he brings his hand back down to play with it, grinding on the pearl rough with his calloused forefinger. And it's thanks to this that your fifth release comes to you in mere seconds.

Your husband tries to rut out more deep thrusts into you and plunge into you a while longer. But it's to no avail when your cunt flutters on his cock deliciously, forcing him to succumb to an orgasm of his own. Moans are exchanged between your mouths, and your bodies experience the aftershocks together.

And when the two of you enter a halcyon state with the quiet room, Toji frees your lips off his and wipes your pretty face off of tears and drool. "So," he kisses your cheeks. "How ya feelin'? Like a new person?"

"...I don't think I can feel my vagina anymore." You say aimlessly, happy to know your drained self has the older man laughing.

"Sorry 'bout that, mama." He brings his lips to your forehead. "Be lucky I'm tired from that wedding and flight. Otherwise, I'd be fuckin' the shit out of you all night." He snickers at your helpless expression, shaking your head at such a fantasy. There's all the time in your honeymoon for that.

You use whatever strength you have left to bring your hands to his face to cup. "Thank you for sparing me, my lovely husband."

Toji hums with a smile, the scar on the right of his lip lifted. And he kisses you until fatigue takes over you both, sleep being the only thing that shuts you from the outside world. The warmth of your embrace and the connection of your bodies are proof of the start of your newlywedded life.

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eustasskidagenda · 7 months

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anon asked: Hello you <3 your writing style is so smooth, I love it! So, I would like to ask you some smutty fruity juicy smut for Law my man, Kid (maybe it will make you accept this request more easily 😇), and Sanji. Something about how they would react after being teased all the day by their s/o, like bc she’s wearing some suggestives clothes or touching them in public etc. For a female reader, if possible. And regarding the kinks, do as you wish, I trust you with the result. Hope I made the request correctly and tysm for bringing our ideas to life <333 Oh, and you can add some more characters if you want! anon, please.

Hi there! Tysm for your kind words, I'm always a bit uncertain and unconfident when I have to write scenarios in other languages than my native one ;w; So, it means a lot to me ;w; I didn't add more characters bc you already pick two of my personal fav + my ultimate fav ♡. Anyway, the meal is ready, hope it will match your expectations, thank you for requesting!☆

☆Law, Kid & Sanji after being teased all the day by their s/o

CW (generals) : MDNI, f!reader, smut, teasing

WC : 3,3k

Law

CW : dirty talk, fingering, overstimulation, slight degradation (usage of 'slut'), panties stuffing (mouth)

What a foolish game to tease Law. You know that, don't you? Law could write a complete book about teasing and still have much to say regarding this topic, in fact. So, sure, go ahead and tease him. Taunt him with this short skirt, bend just in front of him to grab the book you "accidentally" let fall, and try to annoy him while he's working in his office. He won't show anything, always keeping his cold and serious attitude in front of others. Law is pretty good when it comes to controlling himself. But inside, oh damn, his blood is boiling with pure desire to make you pay. Law is not one to let things fall, so he wants to avenge and he will do so.

And we all know Law is the king of shenanigans. While working, he would imagine a cruel scenario that would make you turn into a moaning, whimpering, and wet mess. He would keep thinking about it the entire day, holding back a mischievous grin as you continue to tease him.

In fact, he thinks you're cute. You're putting in a lot of effort to tease him, but you have no knowledge about this topic. But it's fine, he'll teach you how it's done soon enough.

Despite your attempts to annoy him, he's still working even though it's almost midnight. Even so, you enter his office once more, sitting at his desk, throwing his papers away. And you're wearing a really short skirt, one of his favorites. Slowly, you cross your legs, showing him the panties you're wearing under: again, one of his favorites. "Law, I'm bored" you whine, with wet puppy eyes.

And now the fun begins. Law would use his DF to 'room, shamble' you into your shared bedroom. Obviously, he would also lock the door from a distance. All you can do is wait for him. He won't let you go soon. He would continue working, taking pleasure in the silence and picturing your pitiful whines.

After maybe two hours, he would finally join you, slowly opening the door to find you lying on the bed, all bored and eagerly waiting for the long wait. As you attempt to jump into his arms and say 'Law, you're here!', he would scowl mad at you and take off his hat without any consideration for you.

The aura surrounding him would only radiate anger and eagerness. "Get on the bed." And this is not a suggestion or a nice request coming out of his mouth, but an order. He rarely commands that directly, but when he does, you better obey really quickly. Honestly, you know it's not time to act like a brat anymore, so you should comply.

First thing first, Law would tie your wrists. "A naughty girl like you doesn't deserve to touch me." With that sentence, he would slowly remove his shirt, taking his time, playing with the buttons, and eventually revealing his bare tattooed chest. The one you love to fondle, kiss, bite, and even leave hickeys on.

You're already squirming, anticipating being touched, anticipating intimacy with him, anticipating his skin touching yours. "Is there something wrong, y/n-ya?" Ah, yes. He would really take his time, slowly sliding his shirt down the ground, and running his beautiful tattooed hands through his hair.

As you writhe, your short skirt goes up your thighs, revealing your panties that are already wet. "You're such a pathetic slut. You need me so badly already, y/n-ya?"

He would simply observe how your underwear is becoming more and more wet. He hasn't touched you yet. It doesn't matter if you squirm and beg, he won't care. You did that to yourself. You can try to untie yourself if you want, you're tightly tied.

"Please Law, I'm sorry! I need you so bad! "

" And you decided to tease me all the damn day to get my attention? You're such an eager slut. Now shut up and take it."

Law would love to sit on the edge of the bed, close to you, but not enough to allow you to touch his skin. He would make you feel his presence, enjoying all of your pathetic whistling. And after a certain time, finally, without a word, he would run his skilled fingers along your body, touching you everywhere, avoiding your inner thighs in purpose. The more you contort and arch your back, the more he will tease you. He loves how you crave for his touch.

As tears of frustration start to prickle at the corner of your eyes, he would roughly pinch your nipple. "Something wrong, y/n-ya?" He's tricky because if you beg for more, of course, he won't obey. And if you keep quiet, he would continue to torture your body, waiting for your answer. "That's how we tease someone, y/n-ya."

His hands would slowly, slowly, taking off your skirt and then, he would hook his thumbs under your panties, sliding them down your legs, inch by inch, revealing your bare pussy and damped folds to his eyes. "Law… I" And brutally, he would stuff your wet panties in your mouth. "Nice girls are the only ones allowed to speak."

Your muffled complains would be pure music to his ears. He would continue to tease you, his fingers tracing patterns on your lower-stomach. Finally, sliding along your slit. "You're soaking wet for absolutely nothing." Oh, he would love to watch how your dripping core is aching, clenching around nothing, before slowly rubbing his fingers along your pussy.

"You're making a mess on the bedsheets. You better clean them right after I'm done with you. "

He would push one finger into your pussy while you moan, your mouth still full of your own panties. Law is truly talented, even with just one finger. " One finger. That's all you deserved."

His middle finger, which is nicely curled, would hit all your sweet spots when he circles your clit with his thumb. He would love to watch you trying to get more friction, more of him, more of his fingers. But he won't comply.

He would be painfully slow, thrusting his finger in and out of your body at an unrealistic slow pace, before brutally pushing in, and then, nice and slow again. Yes, it's frustrating, it makes you tense yourself in anticipation, and it's precisely what he's looking for.

"See, I've told you one finger would be enough" as you cum violently all around his middle finger, making a mess on the bedsheets, with shivering thighs, shaky breath and pathetic whimpers.

"I'm not done yet."

Before sliding two fingers inside you. He would continue to rub your clit, hitting all your sweet spots, making you squirm on the bed as you try to untie yourself. But there is nothing you can do. You're sentenced to take more of his fingers, to cum again and again, your sensitive pussy aching and clenching.

Then, he would take off his fingers, licking his tattoos covered in your wetness. And if you dare sigh of relief, he would slowly run his fingers along the length of his cock through his pants.

"Oh, y/n-ya, you're here for a long, long night."

Kid

CW : Degradation, rough sex, fingering, dirty talk, v!sex, spanking, hair pulling, slight choking, Kid has a filthy mouth, size kink, overstimulation, unprotected sex, mention of anal sex

The master of rough sex.

Kid has absolutely no patience or self-control, and absolutely hates being teased. Whenever you tease him, his honest reaction is to grab you roughly by the wrist, pin you against the closet wall, and just fuck you roughly from behind. He doesn't give a damn if it's in a public place.

But today is different because he can't have his fun with you. That damn reunion for the 'alliance thing' that he agreed to because of Killer is way too long, and you're teasing him under the table by rubbing your feet against his cock. Or showing him that you're wearing your red panties, his favorite ones. The poor Kid would hold onto the table, his phalanx white due to the intense effort he's making to maintain his composure.

Don't you dare think about his thoughts right now, because all he can imagine is you being fucked roughly like the little slut you are

The moment the meeting is over, he would try to grab your hips and fuck you immediately. If you manage to escape his grip, sticking out your tongue to mock him before running to the Victoria Punk, oh, damn, you're doomed.

Kid would waste no time looking after you, with clenched fists and gritted teeth. No one would dare approach him because, honestly, his anger is wrapping him up like an aura. And we all know how Kid deals with annoying people.

He would slam the door of your shared bedroom angrily. Kid would be even madder if you lie on the bed, giggling and pleased with your mischiefs. "Think you're funny, fuckin’ woman?" The way he spits his words in your face is quite frightening. Now, you're not laughing anymore. "'Gonna fuckin' ruin ya"

That's all your waiting for, right?

With sloppy moves, he would let his coat fall on the ground, take off his shirt, and throw his boots away. Before ripping all of your clothes, including your panties, and crawling onto the bed, his impressive figure looming over you. He would shamelessly use his large metallic arm to crush you onto the mattress. The prosthetic hand would hold your upper body, with two metallic fingers around your throat and the rest wrapping around your waist. "Stay fucking still, slut."

As you squirm and start to moan, turned on by how dominant he's acting right now, he would scowl angrily. "Stop bein' so fuckin' loud" with a rough slap on your inner thighs.

He would love to watch how you look, pinned down and totally helpless. All you can do is take all of him. He would make you spread your legs, pushing your knees away, and force them to touch the bed sheets in a matting press position.

The sensation of fitting your small body between his muscular thighs would be immensely attractive to Kid. He would slam roughly two thick fingers into your soaking wet pussy without any warning or consideration, hitting all your sweet spots. The only thing you're allowed to do is take it. You won't be going anywhere. Not with his metallic hand holding you still.

As you moan and beg for more, he would laugh mockingly. "Shut the fuck up, slut." Without a word, he would take off his fingers covered in your wetness and force them into your mouth. "Suck them clean."

He would probably make you gag and drool a bit, forcing his fingers down your throat, enjoying how tears are starting to prickle at the corner of your eyes. "Thought it would be funny to fuckin' mess with me?"

After taking off his fingers, he would roughly flip you over on your stomach. "Ass up. Chest down. Now." And, as you comply, he would smash your head against the pillow, forcing your back to arch until your spine hurts.

Kid would spank you with his heavy hand. The flesh one. Leaving red marks on your cheeks and spreading them apart brutally to watch your tight pussy clenching desperately around nothing. "You're just a fuckin slut, Y/N, gettin’ soaked just for some fingering."

Quickly, he would slide down his pants, just enough to free his large cock, leaking in pre-cum, throbbing and twitching with impatience. Then, slamming his hips forward, burying his cock deep inside you, and bullying your cervix with his thick length. "Take it all." As you cry out from how good he's filling you up.

"Shut the fuck up" burying your head violently against the pillow if you start to moan. And if you continue to muffle, cry out, and whimpers, Kid would wrap his large hand around your throat, squeezing roughly, silencing you.

He would slam his cock so hard, making your ass jiggle with each thrust, his heavy balls slapping against your wet pussy, with a sloshing, obscene sound. He would make sure you feel helpless under his control, enjoying how your breath becomes shallow and labored as you struggle to get enough air through your nose. "Don't fuckin' mess with me, Y/N. Never."

He would love to watch how your inside is swallowing his cock, burying himself so deep that it feels like he's pounding your very core.

"You keep sucking me in, you like my cock that much, lil slut?"

The headboard slamming against the wall would cause the bed to creak. With his hand, Kid could either slap your ass or hold you still. And sure, his eyes would be glued to his cock, sliding roughly in and out of you, glistening, all covered by your wetness.

As he pounded into you at a breaking-spine pace, he would grunt loudly and shamelessly, sweat dripping down his face. "Cry out for me all you want, fuckin' whore."

He would pull you back onto his cock with each thrust, almost tearing you in half. He would use his exceptional stamina to his advantage, plowing into you repeatedly and showing no signs of slowing down. He won't stop if you don't use your safe word for a rough session.

"Who's fuckin' you so well?"

His ego would be immensely satisfied if you keep shooting his name.

His hand would grab your hair, pulling it roughly, almost breaking your neck, forcing you to look at him while he fucks you. Squeal for him, cry for him under his unforgiving pace. That's all he wants. "I don't even know why I'm fuckin' you. A slut like you doesn't deserve my cock."

He would continue until your mind starts to melt into nothingness, leaving bruises all over your skin. Your moans and his low, animalistic grunts would fill the rooms. As you cum all around his cock, he would slap your ass, keep thrusting, and overstimulate you. And brutally, he would cum inside of you, his body shaking with the force of his release. After a few more sloppy thrusts, he would pull out, his member sliding out of you with a loud plop, followed by a large amount of white sticky fluid leaking out of you.

"Keep it in, slut."

Slowly, his thumb would find its way to your asshole. "This hole deserves some attention too, right, slut?"

Good luck, you just awake a wild beast. He would be delighted to observe your struggle to walk the next morning. That's what you get for teasing him. No one messes with Eustass Kid.

Sanji

CW : oral sex , fingering (reader receiving), slight food play, squirting, v!sex, Sanji is talking in French here and there

Okay, but Sanji is almost always turned on by your simple presence. Our poor Sanji would struggle to even breathe if you decided to tease him. His eyes would always be glued to your every move. He would smoke more than usual, attempting to resist the urge to lift this beautiful dress and devour you.

Honestly, he would assume that you're angry with him. "Have I done something wrong today, Y/N?" With wet puppy eyes.

Poor Sanji would be even more confused if you start laughing playfuly and lift up your dress slightly, revealing the elegant lace panties you're wearing today. He would struggle to cook, almost burn the dinner for the crew because his mind would be so dizzy. Oh, he would sacrifice everything to eat you out right here, right now, in front of anyone.

Sanji would cough loudly as you continue to tease him under the table during the diner with the rest of the crew. And once everyone has left the kitchen, Sanji would waste no time locking the door and just grabbing your hips and sitting you on the table.

Let's remember the broken plates with a minute of silence.

"J'ai tellement besoin de toi, Y/N" (I need you so bad)

He would also ask you what he has done wrong today, and as you laugh and reply 'nothing, I just wanted to tease you,' Sanji would be relieved. "If my pretty girlfriend is needy, then, I have to take care of her. Je vais bien m'occuper de toi." (I gonna take care of you)

Sanji would use the environment to his advantage and cover your body with black chocolate, slowly licking your breasts covered in the warm liquid. "Tasting so good…"

He would eat and treasure every inch of your skin, sucking on your nipples, pinching them slowly between his thumb and index finger while sucking on the other. Sanji is eager to please you and is happy to finally touch you after a long day of teasing.

He's a starving person, he would never be able to tease you back or just ignore you.

Sanji would slowly slide your panties down your legs. At the sight of your bare pussy, his cock would roughly press against the fabric of his pants.

He would treat you like a queen even if you've been teasing him for the entire day. After all, you are his queen and you deserve the best.

While you remained on the table, he would ask "Are you comfortable?" and then kneel down and gently run his hands along your inner thighs. He would slowly bury his head between your legs. Being between your thighs is his favorite place. Pure heaven for Sanji.

Sanji, the oral sex king, would take his time, placing soft kisses on your inner thighs, slowly approaching your soaking wet pussy. "My pretty girl is so needy."

He would eat you out by using his skills to make you moan his name loudly. Please grasp his hair and press his head harder against your lips. When you use him for your own pleasure, he loves it. His tongue flicking against your clit, he would smoothly slide two long fingers inside of you, curling them deeply inside of you.

Sanji doesn't need anything but his skillful mouth and hands to make you feel good. Your responsiveness is something he loves. He would love to feel your legs wrapped around him as he continues to drink all of your juice as if it were a glass of red wine.

With a gentle touch, he would intensify the passion, his tongue licking harder at your clit, and his fingers perfectly curled against all your sweet spots. Although he's patient, he's also battling against his own urge to take off his pants and slide his cock deep into your hot and wet pussy.

He would look at you, enjoying how your face is twisted in nothing but pure ecstasy. "You're always making the prettiest noises for me" before returning back to his duty: making you cum.

And that's what you do, squeezing his head between your thighs, grabbing a full hand of blond hair, cumming hard against his lips and around his fingers nicely curled inside you.

Sanji would drink all of your juice, continue to eat you out, until you cum again. And again. You teased him all the day, now, he can't get enough of you. He wants more, he needs more. He would leave you with your legs shaking and turn you into a pathetic whiny mess. "Too much!" He would continue until you squirt on his face, your mind so dizzy that you can't feel your own orgasms anymore.

Finally, he would stop, licking his lips and glistening with your wetness. "Tu es si bonne, je ne peux pas m'arrêter." (You taste so good, I just can't stop.)

He would not expect you to return the favor. But it would be cruel to leave him with an uncomfortable erection. You're not cruel. Right?

If you decide to let him slide his cock inside you, he would moan so loudly and shamelessly. The prettiest moans. You just feel so good.

He would fuck you on the table, in all the positions, worshipping every single inch of your body until you're both exhausted.

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weepingchronicles · 1 month

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Hiii I’m new to your blog and omggg I’m in love 🥰

You said to request but I have too many ideas 😭

Yandere Zuko somehow getting the reader to fall for him, but he doesn’t believe her until she risks her life to protect him?

Orrr like a dark yandere aang???? Goes into the avatar state over trying to get her back?

Or honestly anything your write 🥹🤧 I’m a sucker for your stuff

ahhh you're so sweet! don't worry I love all your ideas! tysm for liking my blog <3 i decided just to do headcanons for this hope you dont mind

yandere zuko getting the reader to fall for him! tw/cw: yandere behavior, protectiveness, insecurity a/n: he's honestly a cutie patootie i cant lie

he's awkward... but determined!

his 'yandere-ness' is very toned down while he is pining over you and won't actually show until he is in a relationship with you.. at least not to your face!

now when it comes to making you fall for him, he is at a loss

not that you don't like him but he always seems to mess up when he's around you

like accidentally making your tea too hot and burning you because he was just so nervous speaking with you

or when you finally have a conversation with him and gives the same enthusiasm as "that's rough buddy"

he does care! just, doesn't know how to show it

so he seeks guidance from others..

sokka's advice tells him to flirt with you and show off his strength

he does try but he ends up accidently lighting something or someone on fire

uncle iroh tells him to make a romantic gesture, plan a date and drink tea

this plan actually works in the first bit until he realizes he is not very good at conversation and from the mishaps whenever he serves you tea- he decide this is a no-go

toph says to buy you things or whatever girls like but you never accept his gifts!

aang says to just be nice to you but he has a fucking panic attack every time you smile at him

his last resort is katara who begrudgingly tells him to be himself and just tell you how he feels

and he does

you accept his confession much to his(and everyones surprise)

but he doesn't believe that you actually like him? i mean, everyone in his life besides his uncle hates him or used to. what if this is just a ploy and you're secretly making fun of him behind his back?

because of his insecurities, he slowly distances himself away from you. he finally got what he wanted but it doesn't feel real, just yet.

that is, until one day, azula comes back and is looking to hurt.

fights happen but azula gets the better of zuko.

she's right about to give him another burn to the face until you step in.

whether you're a bender or not, you risk your life to save zuko.

zuko is amazed and almost in awe

someone really cared enough to save his life and out of all people, it's you!

he doesn't know why he never saw it before but you really do love him!

and he's going to make sure that you never forget that he loves you back.

after defeating azula, you both escape very injured but zuko isn't worried about his wounds, only you.

you tell him that you're fine and that it was worth it to save zuko

but seeing you hurt... it triggers something in zuko, a rage that makes even his skin hot to the touch.

he promises that you'll never get hurt in his care, ever again.

#yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #avatar the last airbender #yandere atla #soft yandere #yandere avatar the last airbender #yandere zuko

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creepypasta65 · 8 months

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Hello againn, how are you? I hope you're fine lol

Btw, can you do some headcanons about the proxies with a heavy metal drummer reader in a band?

Tysm!!! I hope you have a great day<3

Hello again (●'◡'●) I'm doing good and thanks for the request :)

The Proxies with a Heavy Metal Drummer Reader in a Band:

Masky/Tim:

Tim enjoys listening to heavy metal music. He is surprised at seeing you being in a heavy metal band and playing the drums.

He loves it when you show him playing a song with the drums or just playing the drums in general.

Tim plays the electric guitar and would like to be able to play together. You are playing the drums, and he plays the guitar.

Hoodie/Brian:

Brian is surprised that you are in a band and play the drums for that band.

He will like seeing you play the drums and your band live.

Brian will be your biggest fan and supporter.

He will record you playing the drums if you don't mind.

Toby:

He thinks you're so cool.

Toby can hear you play the drums for hours.

Please teach him how to play the drums.

Toby is your number one fan and will love seeing you play with your band.

He will attend every concert your band puts out.

Have a nice day :)

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unluckilyimnot · 2 months

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hello :3 do you think you could take a request about Sae Itoshi? From blue lock, like a little AU! fantasy where he is a prince and we are his soon to be wife? If you don’t, just ignore this! Tysm and have a nice day

Happy birthday - i.sae

in which you spent your birthday night with you fiancé I fantasy AU (kinda) I 1.6k

m.list | rules

note: hii thank you for your request <3 fantasy AU are my nemesis, i suck at it but I am a ball lover so i did it that way i hope it's fine. i basically do anything with sae so always feel free to ask

You exhale slowly as you check your reflection one last time in the huge mirror in your room. Doing a little spin, and another so you get to see every angle of the wonderful dress your father got you for your birthday party, you can’t help but feel nervous.

The dress is beautiful, in every fabric and color that you love. It’s perfect, in every detail, from the laces to the sparkles. It’s everything that you like. Your makeup is perfect for the night, your hair is down : your servants really did an amazing job, you're so thankful. Everything is perfect, and so will be this night. The princess’ birthday party is always the best. But that will also be the last one happening here for you, in the palace you spent your whole life.

You’re getting married later this year and maybe that’s because you will enter a new world, a new home and family that you felt more like crying than laughing for the moment. Even if there’s no need to worry about this right now, you can’t help it. It will be your last birthday here, you had to make it special. Softening the fabric below your hands, you brush the dress lightly while composing yourself one more time. It will be a wonderful night.

You checked your alliance one last time as you made your way to the reception room, ready to make your entrance. There’s already so much noise, you can hear so many voices and music is being played in the background. You glance to the side, bow your head to the knight guarding the place for everyone's safety before letting go of the breath you held until then. A pretty smile appeared on your lips, bigger than the one you force yourself to portray everyday and you take the corner to stand in front of the big stairs. Someone announced your presence and you started going down the stairs while smiling at the crowd under thunderous applause.

You received a thousand congratulations for your birthday and all your previous worries were long forgotten, vanished with the music and you lost track of time. Letting yet another man kiss your hand while congratulating you, you bow in appreciation before hugging his wife who is a close friend to your mother. You get once more involved in a rather boring conversation that you have to pretend to like before someone catches your eyes. Excusing yourself, you hurriedly walked through the crowd to the special someone you just noticed, a sincere smile on your face and sparkles in your eyes.

“Good evening, Sae.” you said happily, taking him off guard. You’re not buying it, him ? Here ? That’s a real surprise. “I’ve never seen you at any balls.” you added, to notify your own surprise.

He cleared his throat, not fully laying his eyes on you yet. “I’m not the most sociable.”

You chuckled at his words. Yes, you’re aware of that for sure. He frowned at you a little before offering you his hand anyway.

“But I couldn’t miss my fiancée’s birthday, could I ? Your dad would’ve been mad.”

“So would I, Mister. Are you even thinking about me ?” you teased before taking his hand in yours. Now, it was like everything was in place to spend the night you were hoping for.

“More than you think.” he whispered as he started to guide you through the crowd once again.

You two talked with so many people, drank so many drinks that you lost count of how many dances you did or how many partners you had between your friends, siblings and guests. All you could feel with the blessing sensation of being as light as a feather. The music takes you to another world, allowing you to be silly one last time, laughing around with your friends and siblings under the persistent yet loving eyes of your future husband. You played dumb when your eyes met and always sent him a huge smile, but you were just as observant as he was and knew exactly when to come to his rescue.

That’s how you stumble to him, playing a little more drunk than you actually were and take his hand even though he was caught up in a seemingly boring conversation.

“Dance with one with me, would you ? Can I steal him from you ?” speaking quickly to both of them, your eyes fell on the medals on the other man’s jacket before smiling to ease him. Military men are hard to deal with.

“I can’t decline anything the princess says, can I ? Especially tonight ; he’s all yours !” You smiled at him as a thank you and just like that, Sae was being dragged away on the dance floor, shaking his head in disbelief. Taking his hands in yours, you two waited for the new song to start and moved along with it when it did.

“You don’t have to thank me.” you teased again but he didn’t answer this time, knowing he didn’t have to. You were already too caught up in the dance, swinging around in this magical waltz as if this was your last night – which felt like it to you. You were getting married in three months, everything was already set and you wouldn't see your siblings or friends often anymore. It felt like the last time you would be able to enjoy yourself that freely and he knew it. That’s why he came, so you wouldn’t have only boring memories with him. To see you smile and have dances like those with you, hearing your laughter was all he asked for tonight.

But the music slowed down and soon, you got closer. He’s not making you spin anymore, you don’t try to make him spin when he doesn’t want to either, and your laughter calmed down. Only a satisfied, tipsy smile remained. Your footsteps synchronized together at a lower pace. Everything seems quiet suddenly, you could only hear your heartbeat and feel Sae’s hands on you. The music and people’s voices fade out, leaving you and Sae in a bubble. You chuckled at the safety filling your body. It was indeed a great night.

“Thank you for coming.” you said out of nowhere, not even looking at him but laying your head against his shoulder. Your heart racing in your rib cage, probably beating hard enough for him to hear it but you didn’t mind. You two will soon be even more intimate. He will feel your heartbeat more than once.

“Don’t thank me for that. Happy birthday, my dear.” he answered quietly, close to your ear before kissing your temple. A nervous laughter left your lips before you bite it down.

You never thought he would be like that, he seems like a distant man when deep down he can’t keep this facade up. Not that you mind. That’s why you fell for him.

i hope you liked it !

#blue lock x reader #blue lock headcanons #blue lock hc #bllk x reader #bllk headcanons #bllk fluff #sae x reader #sae itoshi x reader #sae fluff #sae headcanons #sae hc #sae itoshi #blue lock fantasy au #sae fantasy au #sae prince au

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sleepyhutcherson · 3 months

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hi! can I please request a Mike Schmidt fic themed around Valentine’s Day? maybe it’s the reader and Mike’s first valentine as a couple and Mike tries his best to make it special for his partner <3

tysm for sharing your writings, you’re so talented and I hope you have a great day!!

Bunny

pairing: mike schmidt x gn!reader

word count: 0.9k

contains: fluff, established relationship, no use of y/n, mike is touch starved, his love language is gift giving, abby’s at a sleepover, this is literally just pure fluff.

a/n: thank you for requesting anon! im sorry this is so short but i hope you enjoy <33 also happy valentines day everyone!

“Oh, don’t act like you weren’t hearing in on their conversation!” You laugh, slipping off your coat and hanging it on the rack. Mike closes the front door making sure to lock it, not bothering to remove his blue hoodie.

Mike had taken you out for dinner to this local restaurant for Valentine’s Day since it was your first together. Both of you weren’t really all swooned by the holiday so you both decided dinner would be fine but no gifts, Mike agreed but he lied.

The restaurant was nice, nothing too fancy, the food was good, and the dramatic gossip being exchanged at a table behind was definitely the cherry on top. Mike tried not to listen in but obviously both of you had been catching every single detail.

“I was not listening,” he insists through a smile. He throws his keys on the table before making his way over to you, craving your touch like a starved man. His hands are on your waist instantly, his eyes focused on you with the softest eyes.

“So you didn’t hear the part where her brother was trying to sleep with her boyfriend?” You ask, your hand travelling up to the back of his head to run your hand through his hair the way he liked it.

Mike laughs, though he’s a bit distracted by your touch. He doesn’t think you know how much control you have over him with your mere touch, he thinks—no, he would willingly do absolutely anything under your command if it meant he had your touch.

You see the way Mike practically melts at your touch. How it weakens him, how everything in his mind shuts off whenever your hands are on him. Your heart flutters at the sight of Mike’s face, his eyes gleaming with love, a genuine, soft smile plastered across his face.

Mike’s hands cup your face gently, holding your gaze for a moment before pulling you into a kiss. Your hands grasp his hair slightly, tugging him closer with so much want and need. There was something about the way Mike kissed you, the way his lips moved with yours slowly, passionately, and tenderly.

Every worry Mike has ever faced fades away when your lips meet, everything bad in his life left behind. Your presence alone makes him happy, your touch heals him, your lips bring his mind peace. You were absolutely everything to Mike.

He pulls away with an innocent kiss on your cheek, his thumb brushing against the bottom of your lip. “I love you,” he wants you to know, he needs you to know.

“I love you, too.” Your hands are cupping his face, you're smiling so beautifully Mike doesn’t want to forget how lovely you look right now.

Mike thinks about kissing you again but remembers your gift! The one he agreed he wouldn’t get you. “I have something for you,” he says, a grin spreading across his lips.

You frown, although you should’ve known Mike would have gotten you something anyway. He always showed up from work with some kind of token for you and Abby. “We agreed on no gifts.”

You try to protest but Mike only shakes his head, laughing a little before disappearing briefly to go and get it from your bedroom. He comes back out with a brown paper bag that has your name messily scribbled on it. There’s a huge smile on his face and you can’t help but smile, too.

“It’s not much but…” he says coyly, handing you the bag. He stands there awkwardly, his hands behind his back as he watches you reach in for whatever is inside.

You pull out a familiar grey bunny, one from your childhood. You kept it in your shared bedroom but you kept it safely above the drawers since it was falling apart; the button eyes were loose, one literally hanging on by a thread, a few rips here and there. But now in your hands it looked brand new, freshly and delicately repaired. Your mouth is open slightly, shocked to see how fresh the stuffed animal looked despite it being from your childhood.

“Mike…” you run your finger around the button eyes that have been stitched in place, scrutinising every repair. Not only were you so incredibly overwhelmed with joy to see something so important to you repaired but you were also taken aback by the gesture, you could even cry.

Mike was aware of how much this token of your childhood meant to you. He got the idea to take him to be patched up when you had briefly mentioned how you had been thinking about getting him repaired.

“Do you like it?” He asks nervously.

You look up at him, eyes a little glossy. “I love it,” you put the bunny down on the table and move forward to embrace Mike. “Thank you so much,” you say wholeheartedly, your words a little muffled.

Mike places a kiss above your head, “your welcome.”

You pull back slightly, only to look up at him. “This must’ve cost you a ton,” you say with guilt.

He chuckles, a smile on his face, pleased that you liked his gift. “Not really,” his hand cradles your cheek, his thumb stroking your delicate skin. “Apparently, Ness down at Sparky’s is incredibly talented at sewing.”

You chuckle briefly before burying yourself into Mike’s chest, his hand soothingly stroking your hair while the other holds you close to him. “I love you. Thank you.” You repeat once again.

Mike kisses your head once more. He pulls you back to peppering your face in chaste kisses, whispering how much he loved you between each kiss.

#mike schimdt x reader #mike schmidt #mike schmidt fluff #josh hutcherson fanfic #josh hutcherson x reader #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt comfort #mike schmidt smut #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #mike schimdt x you #mike schmidt angst #josh hutcherson fluff #josh hutcherson smut #josh hutcherson

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anton-luvr · 6 months

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hello lovely!! do you mind doing a sfw alphabet for Sohee?? tytyty ily!! :3

# SFW ALPHABET ; SOHEE edition.

⚝ bf!sohee x fem!reader | fluff | bf au ⚝ note ; here you go anon!!! tysm and i hope u like it <3 sorry for the long wait too T_T

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Sohee's moderately affectionate in the physical aspect, because his love languages are acts of service and giving gifts, and he prefers showing you his affection through those things instead <3

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Literally the best friend ever. He'd be the perfect balance of the chaotic crazy you need to do something stupid with at 3am, but also the mature and comforting friend you can cry to after a terrible day.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He's fine with cuddles. He won't really ask for them, but when he does, he has his entire body wrapped around you while he rests his head on your chest.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He wants the both of you to move in together as soon as possible. It just sounds so nice to be able to come home to you and spend his free time with you in your own little apartment instead of long video calls with each other from your own homes. He's terrible at cooking and cleaning, but he's cute, so you'll forgive him for that <3

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Sohee would be so nice about it :( He's upset of course, but he doesn't see the point in making a drama out of something that has to be done, no matter how much it hurts. Will tell you in the nicest and softest way possible that he thinks it's for the better to bring your relationship to a close.

F = Fiancé (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He's very loyal, and I mean, very. Gives you his 100% from the start, even when he was only crushing on you. But he'll probably only want to get married when he's older, like maybe in his early thirties.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He tries his best. There are times where the lighthearted punches he throws while pretending to be a boxer accidentally leaves a bruise, and he'll feel terrible about it and apologize over and over again. He would even let you punch him back to make it equal. Emotionally, he'll always try his best to understand you and listen to your problems :(

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it?)

He loves hugs! He prefers them over cuddles, because they're so much more convenient. He'll loves to hug you whenever he can - be it on the train ride home, or when you're cooking dinner, or when you're waiting in line at the grocery store.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He says it surprisingly fast compared to others. Sohee doesn't really believe that there's a "right time" to tell someone that he loves them. He thinks it matters more to just tell the people around him how much he appreciates and loves them whenever he can.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He gets jealous so easily, it's kinda cute. He'll be very petty about it too, so when you talk to him after complimenting Eunseok's cooking a bit too much for his liking, he'll be really sarcastic. Definitely says things like "Oh, why don't you go talk about it with your other boyfriend?" and "Oh, you remembered I exist? I thought you only cared about Eunseok." But once you smother him in kisses, he'll be a happy boy again <3

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are so sweet but so messy,, he doesn't mean for it to happen that way, but he just loves you so much that he gets carried away sometimes :(

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Sohee is so good with children! Instantly their new best friend as he plays tag with them, purposely running slower so they could manage to catch him.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He's so clingy in the morning. The warmth of the bed and your arms around him feels too comfortable to get out of, and all he wants to do is stay in your embrace. Even when you get out of bed to get ready for the day, he'll be tailing after you to hug you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He's also so clingy at night! He wants to know everything about your day, listening with full attention while he's snuggled up beside you in bed. Always tells you goodnight with a soft kiss to the lips.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Sohee needs more time compared to others. He's been through a lot, so he only wants to share about his past with someone he can fully trust and feels comfortable with.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He's so patient!!! Almost never gets angry unless you've done something that really upsets him and crosses his boundaries. But even then, Sohee will take some time away to calm down and talk about it with you afterwards.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Sohee remembers everything about you. Even if it was something you randomly mumbled to him about, he'll always remember about it. Sometimes he remembers things about you that you've forgotten yourself, and it's always a surprise for you <3

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

During your first date! You've went out together as friends before, but this one felt much different because it was romantic. He was so nervous, but all worry faded away the moment he saw your smile as you walked into the coffee shop.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you?)

Sohee's protective in a healthy amount. Wants to make sure you're safe and happy no matter where you are and what time it is, especially when he isn't with you. He'll get up and drive you home from a girls' night out, even if it's 3am. He lives by the motto "Better safe than sorry" >:)

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He puts so much efforts into these things, it's insane. I'm talking about Sohee quietly waking up an hour before you to do the laundry and make you a cup of coffee, driving for two-hours so you could visit the beach you really wanted to go to, going for pottery classes so he could make a flower vase just for you.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He doesn't really think before he does things, and there are times that results in him getting himself hurt. You need to be there to remind him that doing tricks on a skateboard is more dangerous and difficult than it looks from YouTube videos.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Sohee doesn't really care about his looks. He focuses more on his personality and his attitude and how to improve it instead.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Not really, unless you've been apart from each other for a really long period of time. He's an independent boy, but he still needs his kisses before bed and someone to hug.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Sohee's very spontaneous. He could go from taking a nap on the couch to waking up and deciding to go rock climbing. It took you some time to get used to it, but now you're his partner in crime for his adventures.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He hates stuck-up, snobbish people. Watching them flaunt around and treat others as if they're the most important people of the world makes him sick to the stomach, and it reminds him to continue being humble.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He loves sleeping in his hoodies. Even if it's a sweltering hot summer night, he'll still pull on his fleece hoodie and fall asleep in it. It just feels so comforting to him, especially on nights where you're not around and he has to sleep alone.

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amomentsescape · 22 days

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Hihihi! Back again! If it's not too much, i'd love to request an edward nygma x reader request with some hcs, where reader kinda has a bit of a sailor mouth and cusses quite a bit? Maybe something with season 3 eddy so he's already been pretty riddlerfied! I just think it's interesting we never see ed swear at all the entire series and how he'd react to an s/o whose definetly a bit more blunt! Tysm in advance, once again please take all the time you need <3

Ed with Sailor Mouth! Reader

Edward Nygma x Reader

A/N: I really appreciate your patience with this, and I hope it came out to your liking!

The first couple of times you let the "bad" words slip, Ed didn't even bat an eye

He's constantly surrounded by criminals

Of course he already hears a million different cuss words each day

However, when he noticed that this was a frequent occurrence, he began to pay more attention

He doesn't really have an issue with you swearing here and there

I mean, you're both adults

But he definitely feels like there's other ways to communicate or show displeasure with something

It's why he never really cusses

He thinks it's more logical to just ignore those types of words in general

If your consistent cussing continues on for a while, he may say something to you about it

He won't give you an ultimatum, but he may imply that all of those bad words sound a bit "immature"

If you don't want to stop however, he'll eventually get over it

It'll get to the point where he becomes so used to it, he doesn't even notice it anymore

It's just the way you talk now

He may still give you a look or warning here and there

Especially if you're around someone he needs to be on good terms with

But it it's anyone else he doesn't care about, you can do whatever you want

And once he becomes comfortable with it, he'll be incredibly pissed if anyone else mentions it

If he hears that anyone tried to tell you to stop or made fun of you, he'll hunt them down personally

He won't mess around if it comes to you

He still won't join in with your sailor mouth though

But he's fine letting you do as you please

#gotham headcanon #gotham fandom #gotham x reader #gotham #ed nygma #gotham edward nygma #edward nygma #edward nygma x reader #ed nygma x reader #the riddler

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shidouyosa · 9 months

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Hi there!! Can I request barou and his boyfriend having sex for the first time. Whereas barou is scared of putting his dick in because his boyfriend is way smaller than him and he's scared of breaking him but the boyfriend is like "just put it in already :((("

Doesn't matter if it's a drabble, fic or just headcanons <3

Hope you have a great day and don't feel pressured to write this!!!

Ahh sorry for taking so long with writing this😭😭 tysm for your request!

MINORS DNI

Tags: male!reader x Barou, soft top!Barou, bottom!reader, anal, cumming inside, oral (reader receiving), a little fluff at the end, I'm kinda rusty with writing smut but wanna get back to it </3

It's been over an hour since your somewhat innocent makeout session turned into much more. It all started when you sat on your boyfriend's lap and a kiss turned into making out and suddenly you found yourself being pinned to the bed with all of your clothes gone.

So by now, you're a desperate, needy mess.

But Barou is still hesitant. Every time he's about to enter you, he pulls back a few seconds later and says "Let's prepare you a little more first" before he goes back to fingering you. And sure, that feels good to you, but you're extremely desperate to find out what his cock feels like inside of you.

Barou is used to doing whatever he wants when and how he wants. But with this, it's different. As much as he wants to fuck you, he's afraid of hurting you. No amount of preperation feels enough to be sure he'll make you feel good without any pain.

"Come on... just put it in already..." You say, almost in a begging tone while holding tightly onto Barou's shoulders so he can't move awar from you.

"No, we should do a bit more of p-"

You quickly interrupt him. "We've done enough of that, Shouei. Just... come on... Fuck me already..."

"And what if it hurts?" Barou is about to pull away from you, but then decides to stay in place.

"It'll be fine..." You reassure him, thightening your grip on his shoulders. "We can always stop if it hurts.. you know?"

For a moment, your boyfriend goes silent. You expect him to pull away once again, but then get caught off guard when he leans in to kiss you passionately.

He continues the kiss, only getting more heated each second when he suddenly starts rubbing his cock against your ass again, just more eagerly than the times before. And this time - kind of to your surprise - he slowly starts pushing into you.

You quickly pull away from the kiss to gasp for air, which has Barou worried that he's hurting you so he's about to pull out again. Before he gets to do that, you wrap your legs around his waist to pull him even closer.

"F-feels so good... don't pull out.." You whisper with a soft smile on your face.

Barou looks back at you, not saying anything yet. He's a little in disbelief that this is actually happening right now. It just feels too good to be true.

Without a response, Barou slowly starts moving. He's carefully moving in and out of you, only using half of his length because he knows if he pushed all the way in, you'd be in pain. It's actually a little hard for Barou to hold back right now, but he doesn't want to get rough with you. Not yet, at least.

Time seems to pass by quickly and not at all at the same time. You and Barou are getting so lost in the moment, neither of you have no idea how much time is passing by. Everything about this feels so good, you just don't want it to end.

You had expected Barou to be more aggressive and rough during sex, it would fit his personality, after all. But he's being so gentle and careful with you, it's like he's showing a whole different side of himself to you.

After a while, Barou slowly feels an orgasm building up so his pace increases a little bit, but he's still trying to be gentle. Just now, he's starting to push more of his length into you. Still not all of it, but you notice the difference and it leaved you wondering how his entire dick would feel.

"Can you push all of it in?..." You ask between your moans.

"...Are you sure?" Barou responds with a hint of worry in his voice.

"I'm very sure..."

So now, with each thrust Barou pushes in a little deeper, until his entire length is burried inside of you. And after this, his speed gets faster once more, as he's now getting closer to cumming.

"Fuck..." Barou grunts and leans down to kiss your lips, "I'm so fucking close..."

It doesn't take much longer before Barou cums inside of you, but he doesn't stop moving yet. He thrusts in and out of you a few more times before pulling out and collapsing on top of you.

"That was so good... Thank you..." You whisper while gently stroking his hair.

Barou catches his breath a few moments later and sits up. "Don't think we're done already."

"Hm?" You look at him with a confused expression. "What do you mean?"

"I still have to make you cum." Barou says before lifting up both of your legs and lowering his head towards your crotch.

"Oh, you mean you wanna- A-ah- Shouei-" You get interrupted by the feeling of your boyfriend's lips around your cock.

He's not hesitant at all about taking your entire length into his mouth. All he cares about is to make you feel good - and besides, he already loves doing this.

Barou continues sucking your cock, eager to make you cum. His hands grips your thights tightly and you already know there are going to be bruises later.

"Shouei... I'm so close..." You whisper, expecting him to pull away.

But no, Barou only increases his pace. His grip on your thigs also tightens a little more, which causes you to whimper slightly. Although that gets overshadowed by your moans.

You end up cumming into Barou's mouth, which he immediately swallows after pulling away.

Both of you are still catching your breaths when Barou lies down next to you. He firmly wraps his arms around your body and pulls you into a tight embrace.

"That was so good..." You tell him, still breathing heavily. "Can we do this more often, please?..."

Barou gently runs his fingers through your hair. "Of course..." He then places a soft kiss on your forehead. When you look up at his face, all you see is an expression full of love.

#bllk smut #blue lock smut #barou smut #barou x reader #shouei barou smut #shouei barou x reader

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khuzena · 2 years

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hello!! i hope you're still taking requests ;; can i request a headcanon on how chamber, yoru, sova and omen (im sorry if its too much) would react when they realized that their s/o is still up after working overnight (or two) on projects and they got super worried and kinda fluff and angst maybe :")) tysm!!! ❤

Deep sleep

Chamber, yoru, sova and omen x reader

Tw: fluff w a little angst

A request I can finally relate to lets go

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Chamber

He would often stay up all night to do his weapon making projects, so most of the time he'd walk to the kitchen at 3 am to get some coffee but he didn't expect you to also be up all night.

The light illuminating your room and the sight of you trying to stay awake, he sees as you finally succumb in a slumber; placing a blanket on your shoulders he gives a small peck on your forehead and goes back to his room.

The next day he sees you, you look groggy with dark eye bags and a tired expression.

He hesitates for a moment but asks you if you're getting enough sleep and you do say you stayed up all night but tried to assure him that you're alright.

For the whole day, you've been light headed and seem to not pay attention most of the time, chamber would shift his gaze onto you and the next thing he sees is you taking a nap on the counter.

Another night again you stayed up all night and kept telling him to not worry but as he was leaving your room you almost passed out but good thing he caught you in time.

Laying you down your bed, he cradles you in his arms and tries to hush you to sleep, but you insist that he should let you be to continue your work yet he won't let go of you.

You try to squirm around but his grip got tighter until you eventually gave up.

"mon amour you mustn't overwork yourself, just get some rest and maybe I can help you tomorrow."

Both of you spent the night cuddling as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear, trying to lull you to sleep.

After that though, the next day he woke you up with the sweet smell of coffee and caressed your cheek.

Yoru

Most of the time he sleeps at 11 pm but before he goes to sleep he walks into your room and checks up on you.

He'd kiss you goodnight but he noticed for 3 days in a row you've been staying up all night and barely getting any sleep.

He starts to get more worried as your words are slurred, you tell him your view is dizzy but you try to tell him you're fine.

For a few more hours, it's nighttime already and he catches you doing your research for something but he just wants you to get some rest.

He steps inside and only your breathing and the writing of a pen is heard; you're so exhausted you didn't notice him right next to you.

Placing a hand on your shoulder he says, "Go to sleep you idiot, you barely get any rest," you didn't have time to react as he picked you up and carried to your bed.

As he sat you down, he places a cup of warm tea on your bedside table and wraps his jacket around your shoulders.(when he picked you up he noticed you were cold lol)

You try to tease him about him really caring for you but his embarrassed self denied and said it's just his duty to care for you as your boyfriend.(he does care he's just too shy to admit)

When you fall asleep, he stares at the ethereal expression on your face and sighs to himself that he finally got you to sleep early; going back to his room he blushes at the memory from earlier when you thanked him with a kiss.

Sova

Back when he was a kid, his babushka would tell him to sleep early as it will make him healthier and that staying up late will make someone weaker.

He carried that advice from his babushka until now; every 5 am he'd wake up, get breakfast and prepare for training but he decided to check up on you first.

Instead of you sleeping on the bed, he was met with the sight of you going cross-eyed, trying to gather information and finish the project that was due next week.

Your pitiful form trying to write down notes while you watch some guide videos for your project with baggy eyes made him feel worried for you.

He rubbed circles on your back and whispered softly in your ears that it's 5 am and asked if you had any sleep last night which you answered that 'you didn't'.

Sighing loudly, sova was pretty stronger than you so it was easy for him to pick you up and roll you up like a burrito in your blanket as he put you down on the bed.

You kept grumbling to him that you haven't finished your work but he insists that you should get rest first because, 'A person who's tired won't finish their work properly,' he said as he shushed you to sleep.

He cleaned your desk and swept the papers and trash on the floor then dimmed the lights so you can rest properly; relief washes over him as he's glad you're getting some rest.

Omen

Omen doesn't need any sleep, he gets nightmares when he does so spends the night knitting or watching the moon.

He was knitting in the living room, it was already 1:30 am but you suddenly walk to the kitchen to get some coffee.

'wait a minute..' he thought to himself, isn't coffee used to make you more awake? Aren't humans supposed to be sleeping at this time now?

He watches you sip coffee and lazily walk back into your room but he paid no mind, maybe in a few minutes you'll fall asleep, but he was wrong.

It had been 4 am already, the sun was about to set and you were back again in the kitchen trying to brew more coffee.

As you were brewing coffee, you didn't notice him walk up behind you and you jolted onto the counter and sighed in relief when you noticed it was him.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and asked you why you were staying up so late, you replied that you had some work to do.

But omen knew that you should be sleeping by now and not... Doing work this late.

Omen tells you that you should go to bed but you kept insisting to continue your work but he was having none of it.

He stopped you from getting your coffee and held your hand, leading you to the couch.

"Sleep with me here, I read it somewhere humans sleep better when they feel comfortable."

He pulled you in a cuddle and massaged your scalp, slowly making you fall asleep in his arms.

You stopped protesting eventually and fell asleep, he shifted his gaze onto your face and it reminded him of a sleeping cat and you might not see it but he felt like he was blushing.

Knitting while your head rested on his chest and the soft snores you left out, it felt like heaven for the both of you as he stayed in that position for hours so you'll have a good night's sleep.

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Fuck i was running out of ideas but omg thank you for waiting, i was super stressed but im glad i finished this even if it wasn't proofread.

Thank you for reading and requesting! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

#chamber x reader #yoru x reader #sova x reader #omen x reader #valorant x reader #valorant fluff #valorant fanfiction #valorant angst #valorant headcanons

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herecomethefuzzz · 9 months

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congrats on 100 followers sylv!!! 💗💗💗so well deserved i'm so happy for u💕

it's my first day of classes today and i'm kinda thinking about: long distance boyfriend! schlatt calling you to wish you good luck since you go to a college far away from him :( just smthn fluffy like that aaaaa

-stella <3

AAA TYSM !!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) this was so much fun to write so i hope its okay !!! :3 i made myself giggle by calling him jebediah LMAOWJSNSNNX

it was the morning before your classes at college, around 5am to be exact, and to say you were nervous was an understatement. it felt like you hadn't slept at all, and you could feel your eyes struggling to stay open as you unlocked your phone.

as you went to open discord, you noticed you had a couple messages from your boyfriend, jay. you hadn't spoken since you'd had to move for college, as you'd been stressed trying to prepare everything.

jebediah: hey pretty

jebediah: you up?

you smiled at the nickname before replying, happy you didn't have to be the one to reach out first

you: yeah, been up for a while actually. stressed out if i'm honest

you kept your eyes on your phone as he began to type again, feeling a bit of long awaited happiness bubble up inside you as you read the new message

jebediah: pick up i wanna talk 2 u

as soon as you'd finished reading the message, your ringtone went off. you picked up instantly, grinning as his face popped up on the screen.

"oh my godd finally. i started to worry because you hadn't messaged me." you looked at him with a sorrowful expression, then quickly turned away from the camera to yawn. god you were tired.

"mm, sorry. just.. stuffs been hectic, love. having to organise everything has been so tiring. plus, my classes start soon and i'm panicking because i don't know what to exp-"

schlatt cut you off by shushing you quietly, frowning slightly

"baby. everythin's gonna be okay, yeah? you're gonna be fine. i know you'll be fine. you got this!!"

you looked at him once more, feeling unsure. of course you didn't want to think he was lying, but you just didn't feel as confident as you wanted to.

"d'you really think so?"

"i know so, pretty. you'll do great. i know you, and i think you'll be just fine. you can always message me if you need to. you know that, right?"

you chuckled, nodding.

"of course i do. you remind me everytime we call, jay."

"i just wanna make sure you know! i wanna be there for you, sweets."

your smile widened, and you felt butterflies in your stomach at how sweet he was being.

"god, you're so soft."

"only for you, toots."

#sylv's writing :3 #schlatt #jschlatt #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #chuckle sandwich x reader #chuckle sammy #chuckle sandwich

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wwinterwitch · 2 years

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Congrats on 1k! May i request a jedi!reader with din djarin with these prompts ; “Have you been crying?” & “Please, just hold me.” because reader have been hiding the fact that they’re a jedi but eventually din found out and reader thinks that din hates them? Tysm and congrats again!

thanks for the request babes!! hope you like this <3

prompts used: "have you been crying?" + "please, just hold me." pairing: din djarin x gn!reader word count: 770 warnings/what to expect: crying, little angst, fluff towards the end

a reblog and/or comment on my posts really help me out as a content creator so thank you in advance if you take the time to do either!

1k celebration | masterlist | AO3

You've been so good at pretending. So good in fact, that sometimes you could actually convince yourself that all the horrors you witnessed years ago were nothing but a made up scenario your brain has fabricated.

It was almost as if nothing happened. Your friends didn't die that day, your own troops didn't turn against you. Almost as if you didn't barely make it out of there alive.

But today you just couldn't pretend. Not when two people you care about so much are in danger. It didn't matter if people found out you're a Jedi, that they would come after you to kill you. All that matters to you the second you used the Force for the very first time since that tragic day, is to make sure Din and Grogu were okay.

Guilt didn't catch up to you until all of you were back in the Razor Crest. You put Grogu to sleep and sat on the bed you shared with Din, staring at your shaky hands as tears fell down your cheeks.

You ruined it. You had the perfect cover and you ruined it. And now Din knows, and he probably hates you right now because of it.

After all you had to witness and everything you hear around you, it was clear no one likes the Jedi anymore. Your Order is nothing but a myth now, a group of people with special abilities that weren't as great as they claimed to be because they're either dead or forced to hide. The title brings nothing but shame and trouble.

No one wants to be around a Jedi.

You had to quickly brush the tears away from your face when you heard Din climbing down the stairs to meet you. Having to avoid looking directly at his visor, you continued to look at your hands.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, noticing something was definitely wrong with you.

You nodded, hands still shaky. "I'm fine."

Of course he wouldn't believe you. Instead, one of his gloved hands found its way to your chin, gently lifting your head up so you could look at him. It took everything in you not to break down again as your eyes focused on the visor of his helmet.

There was a brief pause and you could tell Din was examining your features, the helmet tilting slightly to the side as he realized something. "Have you been crying?" he asked in the softest tone ever, almost making you feel goosebumps across your entire body because he sounds just so worried.

You couldn't hold it back anymore, tears pooling in your eyes as you stood up and wrapped your arms around him. All you could feel was the cold contact of the beskar against your skin, but you knew underneath was the warmth of the man you grew to love so much. You knew he was there, with you, and you held onto that thought as you hugged him, praying this isn't the last time you'll be this close to him.

"Talk to me," he pleaded, his arms wrapping around you to pull you closer to his body.

"Please, just...just hold me," was your reply.

And he did. He hugged you for what felt like a lifetime. No words were said as you enjoyed each other's touch. You were still crying, not being able to shake off the guilt and fear of losing the greatest thing that has ever happened to you. After losing your friends, you forgot what a family was. The sense of companionship and loyalty. But you found that again in Grogu and Din. And it kills you to think you might lose them.

After several minutes, you managed to say, "I'm sorry."

"About what?"

"I didn't tell you who I was...who I am," you explained. "I swear I will explain everything."

"I'm...I'm not mad," Din says gently, trying to calm you down as one of his hands moves up and down your back in a comforting manner. "I understand."

"You– so you don't hate me?"

You heard a low chuckle. "There is nothing in this galaxy that would ever make me hate you."

The statement made you smile, pulling back from him just enough to look into his visor again. It didn't matter that you couldn't see him, you know he's there behind that armor. That man you love so deeply.

He gently rested the top of the helmet against your forehead, the gesture making you close your eyes as you cherish the proximity.

"I love you," he says, barely above a whisper. "Jedi or not, it doesn't change what I feel."

"And I love you," you replied, feeling like the luckiest person in the entire galaxy for having him and Grogu by your side.

#din djarin x reader #din djarin #the mandalorian #the mandalorian x reader #din djarin fic #star wars fic #din djarin x gn!reader #the mandalorian x gn!reader

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guavagyu · 2 years

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you're so cute - k.mg

omg second mingyu fic 😵‍💫 anyways this was requesteddddd <333 (tysm for sending me an ask ily 😭)

i also rlly wanted to publish on the day it was requested but ive been really busy so im so sorry for the delay 🥲🥲

that actually made me like....idk...cry (in a good way obviously cuz its mingyu??) also i tried to include the request as much as i could, and just added shit later on :_)

anyways teehee (mingyu>>>>)

contents: smut (mdni!! youve been warned), some humor here and there, established relationship (rlly briefly mentioned), oral (f receiving), fem!reader, softdom!reader (not even that much but ig it still counts so yeah), sub!mingyu, tall reader again cuz slay, (affectionate) teasing, praise, squirting, fingering, strength kink hsjahdksdhh, swearing lol, mentions of the rest of svt + specific members, mingyu being sweeter than like idk candyland, lmk if there r any more <3

wc: 841 lol (shorter than id hoped)

synopsis: after mingyu teasing reader for the entire day while they were at a public event together, when they get home, reader has her way with mingyu. >:)

"you're such a tease, you know?" you gently pushed mingyu against the wall, your eyes level with his the moment you returned to your shared apartment with your boyfriend,

"w-what?" mingyu gulped, his adam's apple bobbing in his throat, regret quickly bubbling from his previous actions earlier in the day, you two and the rest of the group had been at an event for some reason (you all were invited??), and mingyu decided it would be an amazing idea to tease you for the entire duration of the time you were there. firstly, he wore the tightest suit imaginable, in an attempt to show off his physique (to which you were already massively aware of), which was quite rude. even though it was super distracting, it was definitely an enjoyable sight. alright, fine, you had a strength kink. you loved how you and mingyu were practically the same size, but he still managed to always overpower you when it comes to strength. it just sparked something in you.

second, he kept fucking licking the gelato that was being served there like he was eating pussy. it was so irritating. you almost took him right then and there. and it's not like the others didn't notice your striking glares towards mingyu's direction, clearly understanding the situation. fortunately jeonghan didn't make any comments, and only wiggled his eyebrows when you made eye contact, which made you lightly laugh and shake your head,

"you know exactly what the fuck im talking about mingyu, don't even, you horny bitch," you rolled your eyes and chuckled, when he smiled and then buried his face into your chest, "you're so cute, you know that?”

“im only a horny bitch for you, love..” mingyu blushed, his comment and term of endearment making your heart flutter,

“hmm? oh really?” you playfully raised an eyebrow, trying to invoke a better response from mingyu, but was slightly disappointed when he simply buried his face back into your chest, and simply nodding. then, you felt it. you felt it. gyu must've been hard for the entire event, probably from some random thought that popped up or something about the outfit you wore that made him..uh..brick up,

"mhm, only you, always you," he nodded, before taking you into a soft kiss, whimpering when you began making your way down to his neck, placing delicate kisses along his collarbone before stopping at a specific spot to lightly suck on, making gyu shiver and let out a soft moan. desperate for more, you continued your business there, doing anything capable that your mouth has the ability to. after a few minutes of this, gyu let out a loud moan and a soft whine after, the previously hard rock sticking into your stomach slowly becoming softer and softer,

"pup.." you trailed off, mingyu's face heating up at the nickname and when you continued, "did you just cum untouched?"

"uh.." you gently grabbed his face and smiled at him,

"that's adorable gyu," you kissed him, "can you help me now, please?"

"oh," when he realized how little attention you must've been paid, especially somewhere specific, he added, "yeah sure,"

"bedroom?" mingyu nodded and let you take his hand and lead him there, both stripping off your clothes when you arrived. when you settled yourself in the bed, he settled between your legs, only continuing after you give him a small "yeah", he started going at it like he'd been starved. when you slightly tugged at his hair, he groaned, the vibrations causing you to let out a choked moan. as mingyu continued to eat you out,

"g-gyu," you softly let out,

"hm?" he hummed, letting out vibrations again, making you groan,

"close," that's when he quickly detached himself from your pussy, and two of his long, perfect fingers, and reattaching his lips to your clit, sucking harshly. gyu hastily found your spot and began to curl and scissor his fingers inside of you, which inevitably brought you to cloud nine, well, launched you to cloud nine. it was only when you finally decided to return to earth, and you heard him laugh in astonishment,

"love," mingyu softly kissed your thigh,

"yeah?" you panted,

"you squirted," he smiled,

"huh? i can do that?" you looked at him, slightly baffled,

"well, you just did," gyu shrugged, and you noticed how his face dimly shined in the light from your release, and the large dark patch on the bedsheets, making you blush and let out a soft "oh". the moment he got up after you caught your breath, you scoffed and said,

"you are not hard again, i swear to fucking god,"

"hey, that just means i get to be here with you and, uh, you know, fuck you longer," he grinned, displaying his ethereal canines,

"you are so weird," you laughed,

"you love it. and me," mingyu winked,

"you're right. i do love you," you smiled, gyu letting out a quiet "i love you too" before the rest of the night was filled with kisses..and a lot of sex.

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#seventeen #svt smut #kim mingyu #kpop smut #seventeen smut #mingyu smut #seventeen x reader #kim mingyu smut #kpop imagines #seventeen fanfic #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen imagine #seventeen mingyu #seventeen x you

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isawthisangel · 1 year

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hiiiii!! i have this idea for a romeo and juliet style loki x male, prince!reader oneshot that i can't get out of my head :D would you possibly consider writing it if you like the concept too?

the base idea is truly just the romeo and juliet scenario - probably them meeting at a ball or something, love at first sight ensues, etc. other extra ideas i had were enemies to lovers, slight angst bc of it (so like... love at first sight with angst and yearning mixing) and masquerades, but naturally feel free to use or not and adjust them as you feel is best if you end up writing it <3

oh and this would also be in the golden age of asgard (yes, dreamer's ball anon here again <3)

(also, some songs that gave me the Vibe of it were middle of the night (by elley duhé), teeth (by 5 seconds of summer), tourner dans le vide (by indila), dancing with our hands tied (by taylor swift) and wanna be yours (by arctic monkeys)

tysm in advance, and i hope you're doing well!!!

~ 💙

How to hold a sword (Loki x reader)

word count -> 2k ish

plot summary -> loki and y/n bullying each other for ten minutes

a/n -> i hope this is something like what you had in mind anon ! i listened to the songs while i wrote (5sos are my favess) thank you so much for leaving requests ! (also this gif is driving me insane look at him ????? thank you for coming to my ted talk)

‘Your grip is wrong.’

You turn abruptly, annoyed. ‘What?’

Loki is stood behind you, watching silently. You hadn’t realised he was there until he’d announced himself. Rudely.

‘Your grip is wrong,’ he repeats, gesturing to the sword clutched in your hand. He looks bored and you are already infuriated by him, even though your conversation barely began five seconds ago.

‘My grip is fine,’ you tell him, turning away and repositioning your feet so that you can carry on with your training. It’s been a long day and you are not in the mood for one of his visits. You begin moving through the motions you’ve been taught, which you’ve been practicing for the better part of the afternoon, trying to quiet your mind.

Loki sighs loudly behind you, and you grit your teeth, ignoring him.

‘Look, you’re doing it wrong—’

You spin around and direct the tip of your sword at the Prince of Asgard’s throat, which he looks nothing short of delighted about. It might be the first time you’ve seen something like a semblance of a smile on his face. He raises his hands slowly along with one of his eyebrows, and the look of amusement on his face only serves to enrage you further.

‘Don’t think for a moment I won’t run you through with this blade,’ you tell him pleasantly.

‘I wouldn’t dream of it darling,’ he replies, and you scowl, dropping the sword to your side.

‘What do you want?’

‘I’ve been watching you,’ he says, looking over your head across the courtyard as he speaks as though he has other, more interesting places to be.

‘Yes. It’s starting to become tiresome,’ you reply, and he looks back to appraisingly like you’ve said something to please him.

‘I’m leaving. And you’re going to come with me.’

Your mouth falls slightly open and you find yourself wondering whether the man before you takes pleasure from confusing you constantly.

‘I hardly know you,’ you manage to say.

‘I am your Prince,’ he replies in a tone which very nearly makes you raise the sword back to his throat.

‘And I hardly know you,’ you repeat. You think you see his jaw twitch and hope that you’re annoying him.

‘What do you want to know?’ he asks, as if any one thing you could ask him would help to counter your confusion.

‘Why would you have me come with you?’

‘You tell me what you think of me. No one else will, it’s refreshing,’ he tells you shortly. ‘Anything else?’

There is everything else, but he seems to take your bemused silence as a sign that you have no further questions. ‘Good. We leave tomorrow.’

‘And if I don’t want to come?’ you ask, standing a little straighter.

‘Oh, but I know you do,’ he says, taking a step towards you. ‘And if you say a word about this to anyone—’ he continues, and your hand clutches at air as your sword appears in his hand instead and he levels it at your throat, his voice dangerously low. ‘Don’t think for a moment I won’t run you through with this blade.’

There’s real threat in his eyes as he looks at you; your breath catches as the tip of your sword comes to rest gently at the hollow of your throat.

‘Well?’ he asks softly when you don’t reply, lifting the blade a fraction of an inch to lift your chin up. Your heart is pounding in your chest, you’re not entirely sure he won’t make true on his claim and it’s only this that stops you from calling him something unspeakable.

‘Fine,’ you grit out, jerking your head away. He lowers the sword looking insufferably smug, until you snatch it back from him and turn away.

‘You’ll need to learn how to hold a sword properly,’ he says from behind you.

‘I know how to hold a sword properly,’ you scowl, adjusting your grip and repositioning your feet, again.

‘If you knew how to hold a sword properly I wouldn’t be able to do this,’ he tells you, and your sword flies unceremoniously from your hand, yanked away by some invisible force. You watch it land on the ground several feet away, baffled, sure that your grip had been perfect.

‘It’s not your fault. They don’t teach combat properly here anymore. It’s all etiquette now, as though that matters when you’re in the thick of it,’ Loki continues. You’re not quite listening, still wondering how he could have possibly known about your plans to leave Asgard. He summons the sword back to his hand and moves so that he’s stood in front of you, adjusting his grip so that he’s holding it in an entirely different way to how you’d been taught.

‘This is how you hold a sword.’

He passes it back to you, and you take it, adjusting your grip to match his. It feels instantly better, you have more control over the sword already.

‘I like my way better,’ you lie, for the sake of irritating him.

‘Then you are going to die very quickly,’ Loki replies amiably. ‘Will I see you at the ball this evening?’

You almost feel dizzy from the rate at which this conversation is moving.

‘Perhaps,’ you shrug noncommittally. Loki looks vaguely amused before turning and walking away without another word, leaving you holding your sword in a way which feels both alien and secure at the same time. You give it an experimental swing and it slices through the air with a precision which you’d been seeking not ten minutes before.

…

‘You look ridiculous.’

You spin around and see Loki stood behind you, having snuck up on you again.

‘Stop being so creepy. Why can’t you just say hello like a normal person?’ you ask him. He doesn’t reply, seemingly too busy looking you up and down. You cross your arms and lean back again the cool stone wall behind you in an attempt to get him to stop looking at you.

The ballroom is packed full with nobles and royals dressed in masquerade, clad in ludicrous masks and outrageous outfits, yourself included. You look back at Loki who has mercifully directed his attention at some other poor Asgardian. He looks just as ludicrous as everyone else.

‘Like what you see?’ he asks, and your expression goes from one of thinly veiled contempt to incredulity.

‘I beg your pardon?’

‘You were staring at me,’ he remarks, turning back to you.

‘I was just thinking about how stupid you look,’ you tell him. He smiles, which you hate. The sconce on the wall behind you holds a flame which illuminates one side of his face as he turns back to look out across the ballroom and you catch yourself before you can start admiring his side profile.

‘You didn’t tell anyone?’ he murmurs, so quietly you wonder if he’d said anything at all. You shake your head almost imperceptibly, still stood with your arms crossed. ‘Good,’ he nods, and then there is a great cheer and round of applause as a dance comes to an end.

Loki sighs. ‘I don’t suppose there’s any point asking you to dance.’

‘Why on Asgard would you ask me to dance?’ you ask him.

‘Forget it. I doubt you even know how,’ he says.

‘As if that’s going to work on me,’ you scoff, unmoving.

‘I bet you’re awful at it, the way you were moving earlier out in the courtyard—’

Before he can finish you’ve set off, making a beeline for a bored looking girl in a mask resting against the north wall of the ballroom. ‘Care to dance?’ you ask when you reach her, and she hesitates for a second before taking your hand.

‘I don’t really dance,’ she says as you lead her on to the dancefloor.

‘Me neither,’ you reply, making an extreme effort not to look at Loki as the jaunty music starts up once again. It’s been so long you’ve forgotten that you actually quite enjoy dancing, and by the time the song ends and the ballroom erupts into a cheer both you and the girl you’re dancing with are smiling.

Before you can remove yourself from the dancefloor or wipe the smile from your face the girl has been replaced with Loki, who looks far too self-satisfied for your liking.

‘So you can enjoy yourself,’ he says, and you make an effort not to scowl at him.

‘I suppose so.’

The music starts up again, but this time it’s considerably slower. You see your own panic reflected in Loki’s eyes behind his mask for a second, but then it’s gone and he’s reached out to pull you towards him. You’re halfway to protesting when your chest meets his and his hand comes to rest on your waist and quite abruptly you’ve forgotten what it was you were going to protest against.

‘Were you going to say something?’ he asks, fitting his hand which isn’t on your waist over one of your hands; your other hand lifts automatically to his shoulder. Were you?

‘No,’ you say, passionately hating how much taller than you he is. He starts to move and you follow his lead, wondering how you can avoid acknowledging the fact that he’s a very good dancer.

‘Ask me more questions about leaving,’ he mutters into the space just above your ear.

‘I thought I wasn’t allowed to talk about it.’

‘Obviously you can talk about it to me,’ he says, and you think you can detect a hint of an eye roll in his voice. It nearly makes you smile. ‘I know you have more questions.’

‘How did you know?’

‘Know what?’

‘That I was planning to leave.’

He’s silent for a moment before replying, which makes you wonder if he really had known about your plan to leave after all.

‘I know a lost soul when I see one. You don’t belong here, just the same as me.’

‘You’re the Prince of this place, as you seem to so love reminding everyone. What possible reason could you have for wanting to leave?’

‘If you’re really asking me that question then you’re even stupider than you seem,’ he replies shortly. You don’t reply, moving to the music and the shuffle and chatter of a hundred other people around you in silence.

‘Ask me something else,’ he says eventually.

‘Can I trust you?’

He pulls back to look at you, his eyes narrowing slightly behind his mask.

‘Can I trust you?’

‘That’s not an answer.’

‘My answer depends upon yours.’

‘I don’t know.’

‘Then I don’t know either.’

For some reason this makes you smile. ‘Okay.’

‘That’s it? You don’t want to know where we’re going?’

‘I bet you don’t know yet.’

Loki scoffs. ‘Of course I know where we’re going.’

‘Fine,’ you say, watching him as he looks away over the top of your head again. ‘I trust you.’

If you hadn’t been inches away from him you might have missed the small, sharp inhale, the brief flash of something in his eyes at your words. ‘I wouldn’t, if I were you.’

‘I’ll keep that in mind,’ you say, waiting for him to meet your gaze. When he finally does, he looks almost uneasy.

‘Don’t get familiar,’ he says, and you’re not sure whether he’s talking to himself or you.

‘I wouldn’t dream of it, darling,’ you reply.

Loki looks away, biting the insides of his cheeks to keep himself from smiling. He’s sure he’s chosen well.

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Can I Request some cute headcanons with a fem so dating Nemu?

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Nemu with fem! s/o General HC (SFW + NSFW)

decided to write these two requests like one cause it's pretty similar..! Hope it's okay..! <3 damn I can write for Chuoku's ladies for hours and never get tired omg.. Also, in this request Nemu joined the 'Party of Words' at her own will, if anything.

femreader, fluff, just wholesome stuff;; also oral (giving+receiving);;

SFW:

-Pampering you. A lot.

-Even during TDD time, when she was really young, Nemu showed some materiality to people around - from her older brother to Ichiro and Kuko.

-So of course now, when she meets you, her dearest girlfriend, she will show even more deep love and care, as she values you a lot.

-Cooking for you every day. And I mean every day.

"Nemu, I'm serious.. You shouldn't spoil me like that.." - you mumble with a small sigh, eating another delicious meal from your girlfriend. Well, despite you literally trying to scold her, you can't help but consume her cooking with gusto. Meat is juicy and warm, and rice so delectable and flavoursome..

"Ahh? How can you call a simple dinner as something that can spoil you, dear?" - she giggled, with her cheerful smile.

"Well, but you already have enough tasks in your job.. You should think about your own well-being in the first place, not shoulder the responsibility to feed me..!" - you furrow your brows, trying to actually look angry, but it's kinda hard when you see this cute loving face and caring gaze of your darling.

"For me it's just another way to tell you how I appreciate you.." - Nemu sits next to you and caresses your hand with which you hold the spoon. - "Here.."

With these words she takes your hand and forces the spoon in her mouth to eat a piece of meat.

"See? If I eat it together with you, you will not be so angry, hm?~"

-If you love some exotic food, bring it on! Nemu loves to learn new things and try them, and even if it's not something that unusual but just some meal she never cooked before, she would work hard to prepare it for you.

-Oh, and if you don't really know how to cook she would absolutely love to teach you a little. She is a soft and gentle teacher, yet she wouldn't tolerate too much mess in the kitchen.

-Like;; Nemu does love to fool around with you, but not that much during cooking, as I think she values any products very much and doesn't want to spoil any food.

-But at another time ? Sure. Really good in tickle fights and love to make you giggle.

"Hehe, do you really think you can escape me?" - A playful voice comes after you when you jump into the bedroom from the living room, running away from your girlfriend.

"Aah, Nemu, stop! It's more like tickle hunting than tickle fighting..!" - you can't help but giggle, actually enjoying this childish goofy side of her.

But she quickly chased you and caught up, pushing you into the bed. Even when Nemu acted like that, all bratty, her mischievous smirk was too adorable. Her bright sweet face looked even cuter with such naughty expressions.

"You already want to admit defeat?" - low and evil chuckle, absolutely feigned, escaping her lips as she grabs your waist. - "I don't tolerate people who give up easily, and your penalty will be twenty tickles to both sides.. But you can pay fine with kisses. One kiss equals one tickle, understand?"

"Huh? Nemu, you're really bold today..!"

-Yet you're the only one to whom she's showing this silly side of her. Most of the time, especially during her work hours, Nemu is more cool and calculating, acting so serious..

-You absolutely love to stay overnight in her place just to see her getting ready to work. As soon as she changes into her uniform she starts looking so stunning, mesmerizing you with her fragile but stoic figure.

-Always looking in the mirror with such a stern face, fixing her service cap with her graceful hands.. Just to look at you and instantly get softer again, as she absolutely adores your sleepy face early in the morning.

"Mm? Are you still drowsy? You don't have work today, as I remember, so you can stay here and relax a little.." - she chuckled while putting on her gloves, watching as you yawn.

"Okay, director.." - you mumble, falling back in her soft, still a little bit warm bed and burying yourself under blankets.

"Director?" - a surge of laughter menaces to pass her lips when she gets closer to you, petting a blanket hill where you were hiding. - "I'm just a Vice Chief, you know.."

"Mm.. You should look in the future, you know, manifesting things by saying them.." - you came out from under the blanket and giggled. - "Also, is it actually okay for me to stay here for too long? I mean, I'm not part of the government and anything.."

"Well.." - as soon as you show up your face Nemu leaned closer and kissed you. - "If you will be quiet and good then it's okay.. So no games, my dear.."

-I think that all women who work in Party of Words live in Chuoku, and Nemu also has apartments here. But she can't bring you here for too long as the rules state that only worker's spouses can live on a permanent basis inside too.

-So she would start thinking about finally marrying you. Of course Nemu already dreamed about turning you from her girlfriend to her wife, yet now she will approach this matter more seriously.

-Probably will consult with Ichijiku, as these two are closer in work. Poor Nemu just wanted to ask if there were any altars in Chuoku and when it would be better to have a wedding, so it wouldn't disturb her working schedule just to receive a whole list of things with a bunch of tips and recommendations on the top from the Deputy Prime Minister.

-Ichijiku definitely sees her as her younger sister or something, I swear. So she wants you two to have the greatest party in the whole world, even if you two originally planned just to have some quiet wedding.

-"You look absolutely stunning in this dress, Nemu.. More like a goddess than a bride." - you mumble under your breath, standing with her under the altar, holding hands together.

You spend so much time making all these decorations with balloons, bows, and ribbons.. But honestly during all events all you see is your beautiful darling in her mesmerizing, charming wedding dress. - "It feels like I'm in a dream.."

"This is the fifth or sixth time you have told me this, s/o.." - her small giggle tickles the depth of your soul, as even this familiar sweet voice sounded more lively and beautiful today for you. - "You also look so entrancing, my dear. I want time to stop right now, just to admire you a little bit more.."

You squeeze her hands, feeling as your heart starts beating faster and faster.

"Try not to fall unconscious when we'll kiss, alright?" - Nemu smirks, watching as your face blushes and turns pale at the same time. Yet you can see through this vivid playful behavior that your bride is also really nervous, such loving shy sparkles in her bright pink eyes..

"I-i will try.." - you nod with a small trembling sigh and whisper. - "It seems to me or Ichijiku is filming us right now..?"

"I think she was filming the whole evening.." - Nemu giggles, getting closer. - "What's wrong? You're so shy over the fact that our first marriage kiss would be recorded?"

".. stop toying with me like that.. Or I actually would fall.."

"You only would fall into my arms, dear wife.."

-Now, when you're married, and live together.. Uh, your spouse gets even more overprotective.

-Nemu was always so caring towards you, sending texts, asking about your well-being during work hours, or cooking for you, like I said before.. And now she's even more clingy towards you.

-Any scratches, even a small one? She would treat it, lovingly scolding you without rancor for being so clumsy. Have a really tough day at work? Her arms are always open to hug, and Nemu is willing to listen to all your problems, patting your head and letting you cry on her shoulder. Of course she'll treat you with your favorite snack after and then cuddle you before you fall asleep in her embrace.

-Oh, or maybe you have a pain back after sitting on your laptop for too long or your tummy hurts during periods? She would provide you with some light massage just to soothe your tensed muscle and make you more relaxed..

-In short, Nemu is always so solicitous, ready to support you. Her absolutely unselfishness makes you shy sometimes, as you also want to delight your dearest wife with some care and attention. Even someone so joyful and lovelinnes as she needs some warmth and support too.

-So relaxing in your hug is her favorite way to relieve stress now, because now she can enjoy your warm embrace every day. And it feels like she never gets tired of the softness of your body, exactly opposite - now your wife cuddles you almost at every free moment, peppering your face in small kisses.

-She prefers some light, quick kisses, especially during the day or if you are outside apartments, on dates or just in store. But when you're all alone, just waking up or getting ready to sleep, some long, soft and passionate kisses is what you both need, sharing the depth of your love through gentle touches.

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-I don't think she has too much experience or experience at all, being really shy and insecure here.

-So it would be great if you will be the one who leads in bed, encourage her with some praise and compliments.

"Nemu, you were all giggly and playful all evening, and now completely shy.. Is something wrong?" - you can't help but tease your wife a little, admiring her bright pink cheeks as you get on top of her, hands already roaming on her body.

"Don't laugh at me..!" - she whispers with furrowed brows and pouty lips, looking away. - "You know.. I'm just kinda anxious.."

"Mm? Well, you can always stop me, okay..? Don't push yourself and tell me immediately you're uncomfortable.." - you look at her with a serious face before leaning closer and luring Nemu into a passionate, deep kiss, slowly taking off her clothes.

But when you finally see her divine captivating body, you also get silent, absolutely hypnotized with her figure.

"Nemu.. you're like an angel.. or goddess.." - you gasp, nor being able to look away from her smooth skin and at the same time too ashamed and excited to look at such beauty.

"Oh..? It looks like you're shy now, aren't you?" - even absolutely embarrassed, Nemu keeps teasing you back, trying to calm down this rapid pace of her heartbeat. Her trembling arms reached your waist, quickly getting under the fabric of your shirt. - "Come on, you should please with something too.."

-Only some gentle, slow sex with many strokes and touches, as you two share lots of kisses and cuddles, whispering sweet nothings to each other's ear.

-For her, these intimate moments are very important, more like bonding between your souls than bodies, as Nemu tries to show all her possession to you through compliments and touches.

-In some days she can be a pillow princess, just enjoying as you pepper her whole body with kisses, slowly getting lower and lower.

-Just sometimes, after hard work, she's too drained and wants to be pampered too, so you show her another great way to forget about any stress, sitting between her legs for hours, kissing her thighs and licking her trembling folds. Her bittersweet wetness is just so tasteful, you can quickly get addicted.

"Mm, Nemu, everything about you is so sweet.. Your personality, your voice, your appearance.. Even your juices.." - you tickle her pale skin with hot breath, lapping on her clit, making her high pitched voice even more weak with such words. - "You're like candy.."

-Nemu is a sensitive girl, and the way she is always melting under your tongue, grasping at your hair is so cute.. You can watch as she becomes more and more into a trembling moaning mess forever.

-But on some days, especially after you live together for quite a long time, your wife gets more bold, trying to be as served in bed as in usual life too.

-Always so gentle and careful, making you all drenched with her soft kisses on your clit and light licks on folds. It's not like Nemu wants to tease you (maybe just a little bit) or make you beg, she just wants to take some good, long time with you together.

-"Don't squirm too much, s/o.." - she giggled, playfully pinching your shaky hip. Just when she starts to be so naughty? - "Or I will stop.. Hehe, don't look at me like that now! If you will be more obedient, then I'm willing to please you for the whole night today.."

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