#and IMMEDIATELY he goes ‘oh god sorry’

[prettyg1irlstears]

i have a thought!!! rafe x jealousgf!reader whos very petty towards rafe’s ex.. kinda like the bridge from obsessed by olivia rodrigo..

is she friends with your friends? is she good in bed?

do you think about her? no, i'm fine, it doesn't matter, tell me

is she easy-going? never controlling?

well-traveled? well-read? oh, god, she makes me so upset

pairing: bf!rafe x jealous!overthinking!reader

sweet, innocent, kind, naive. those were the words everyone told rafe when you two started dating, taking in the sweet little bimbo persona you had on. but only rafe knew how you really could get..

it’s not like you were evil, no. you truly were exactly those nice words, rafe would never even think about saying otherwise. but what noone apart from him knew was how jealous you could get, especially when it comes to his ex-girlfriend.

because she was the complete opposite of you; baddie makeup, sleeked hairstyles and revealing black clothes.

you were always so self-conscious when it came to her, because how could he go from someone like her to someone like you? plus, she was extremely pretty. and your overthinking brain was scared that maybe one day rafe will get tired of your sweet bimbo self and will go back to the confident baddie of his ex.

like tonight. there was a party at the local beach bar where all the kooks were drinking and just having a good time.

all the kooks apart from you, because your eyes lingered on your boyfriend who had apparently a good conversation because they were laughing together.

what are they laughing at? are they talking about me? are they laughing at me? are they flirting??

your mind ran faster than usain bolt as you nervously tapped your foot and fidgeted your ring on your finger. you ordered your third margarita in the row, not even smiling at the barista like you normally would. you weren’t smiling, or even looking on anyone, to be clear. you couldn’t take your eyes off of—

you gasped. did she just touch your boyfriends shoulder? your jaw clenched, you tapped your foot harder. you start thinking what their relationship looked like. was she on top? she probably was. something you could never do. you - ex; 0 - 1. she probably got along with his friends, too. you did also, but they saw you as rafe’s dumb girlfriend more than their friend. you - ex; 0 - 2.

you sigh and shake your head, trying to fight the nect wave of overthinking as you sip on your margarita. but your eyes drift to them once more and.. her hand is still there. on your boyfriends fucking shoulder.

you decide you’ve had enough, you stand up, adjust your little dress and start making your way towards them. you come up behind him, softly massaging his shoulders and innocently moving his ex-girlfriend’s hand away from him as you move your face next to his head.

“baby, miss you,” you murmur into his ear and kiss him beneath it, in an attempt to catch his attention. you feel him relax a little bit and you also see a small smile on his lips.

“oh hi sweetie,” he kisses your cheek, placing his hands on yours and then continuing to chat with his ex.

is he for real? you think as you frown for a split second, but immediately put on an innocent smile again. you continued peppering the side of his neck with kisses, in a reminder of you.

“come sit on my lap, sweetie,” he pats his lap and a flame of warmth sets in your heart as you sit on his lap with a smile.

after a while of talking, his ex-girlfriend goes for a new drink. when she leaves, rafe leans in and whispers into your ear: “i saw the way you looked at us, sweetie. don’t worry, we were just catching up, glad you came.”

your princess parts flutter as he licks a long stripe along the side of your neck, a small gasp leaving your lips. “y’know y’re the only one f’me, yeah? gonna show it to you tonight, baby.”

so sorry this took me so long love :(

divider creds here!

#blurbs𐙚 #prettyg1rlstears #rafe cameron #drew starkey #rafe obx #rafe outer banks #rafe x reader #outerbanks rafe #rafe imagine #bf!rafe #jealous!reader #overthinking!reader #request

[gregoftom]

TO ME, THAT’S CINEMA

#tomgreg #so i've seen this around a lot and ppl have already made points but like holy fuck. hoooly fuck lmao where do i begin #TOM THOUGHT THE ROOM WAS EMPTY FOR UH ... FOR WHAT BITCH?? #empty for what. you two just going in there ALONE. what for. strategizing? ok but then why was greg showing you tonight's selection. #even if it was girls it's still sus bc like who tf goes specifically to a room to show that shit. #oh by the way i listened again and tom says first ''why do we have to...'' so GREG asked for the room? #greg asked them to go to an empty room. slut. #anD THEN AFTER SAID ''I WANNA GIVE YOU'' BITCH!!!!!!!!1 #are we sure it's girls though...... like does it say later. i'll keep watching but Christ. LIKE. WHAT THE FUCK #how am i supposed to read this other than an affair lmfao and then he says ''go on'' and sends greg off away like a little pet #sick to bastard death of them god #so it's like. greg says can we go somewhere private and tom says why do we have to #greg says i wanna give you... and tom says what do you wanna give me annoyed like #girl we are at work and we are trying to stay alive can't you wait til we are at home for me to clap them cheeks #and then greg says a preview of tonight's selection... of what? could be alcohol could be sexy stuff could be mf. clothes idk #and then they look up like O FUCK the room is in use and it's fucking SH*V and immediately tom is like GO ON and greg #doesn't even stutter or say anything like usual he's just like SORRY and leaves immediately bc he KNOWS he gotta gtfo #sorry i'm just. poetic cinema indeed

[introspectivememories]

my timbern hot take is that i thank god everyday that we got riley rossmo's art for those first few issues instead of serg acuña's because i know some of you bitches would've been extremely weird about timbern if we had gotten acuña's manga-esque style from the beginning

#some of you people would've been soooo weird about them #ooooh i just /know/ the discourse would've been so fucking crazy #and there would've been way too much discussion over who tops #and cause they drew tim taller in acuña's style #you woulda had people swearing up and down that it's tim #this post feels like swinging a bat at a hornet's nest #the amt of tiny waist/waif-like bear we would've gotten??? #oh my god i'm like thanking every god i know that i ended up in this universe #who do you think would've gotten daddy-dom-ified? #i wanna say tim just bc he's a superhero and bear's a civvie but... maybe bear? #tim goes out and saves the city each night and then goes home and immediately becomes more pathetic than a wet dog for bear #i will be logging off after this /j #gonna post this and then immediately scrub the memory of this post out of my mind #also i think bear's pov issue was the perfect place for acuña's art #sorry but bear deserves to be drawn like that all the time #acuña idc if you work on the next shitty batfam story #i will always defend you #some dude 20yrs from now talking about acuña's work: didn't he do like *insert absolutely horrendous comic run here* #me frothing at the mouth: yeah but he did tdr7 so really i think it cancels out #dc #bernard dowd #tim drake #timber #timbern #also if we're being honest there is a reason that timbern got semi popular over jayjon #and that's bc timbern are 2 ***** men and jay is east asian and people will ship anything if they're ***** #and bc ppl are still really hung up on d*m*j*n for some reason???? as if they aren't still friends??? #and if you really want a mlm ship for damian‚ colin wilkes is right there!!!! #nika is right there!!! stop playin in my face!!!! #and!! i would argue that jayjon is written better than timbern

[prettyboykatsuki]

wyll i want to jump your fucking bones oh my god

#aristotle.txt #MY FACE IS WARM FDHBSH #oh my god... im sorry. like. im going to lose it. #like.... people write fanfictions about what this man is doing already. do you get it #we danced under the moonlight... kissed.... and then when we kiss a second time he goes #'you make me forget myself' AND IM SUPPOSED TO BE FUCKING NORMAL????????????????? #BYE. #im in the midst of losing my mind my face is like HOT what THEFUCK #him saying he wants love and tradition when im haunted by wanting to suck him absolutely silly. kill me immediately

[roseworth]

WAIT. WAIT WAIT WAIT. gl!alex dewitt universe where she also becomes ion but when she becomes god it makes her worse because she can see The Narrative and realizes what its done to her

#sorry i accidentally got myself obsessed with ion!alex #she becomes god and sees the universe and she doesn’t like it #so she maybe misuses her powers a little. but who’s gonna stop her :) #lol.. kyle during countdown ends up in her universe and sees her #and she’s immediately like ‘oh. you’re from a different universe you’re not my kyle’ #and he’s like ‘???? wait is your kyle alive??’ #and she goes ‘:) he is now’ #alex dewitt #dc

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

most unfortunate thing ive learned about getting into jr.wi is the overlap with genlo.ssers

#im so sorry but also i keep getting jumpscared in my notes. hrgh #its a new year so im not gonna be a hater but just know every time i go to follow a new blog im like. 🤨 #praying to GOD this doesnt show up in any tags #theres also. ive found. a very specific style of fanfic writing where im like “oh you came from the ranb.oo side of dsmp didnt you.” #theres such a SPECIFIC voice ppl write in and j cant explain it but it goes #i open a fic. i recognize ranb.oo fan writing style. i immediately close the fic #im sorry but ran.boo fans are a different breed and 90% of the time theyre Not Normal about queer people #and . gillion being asexual js like. putting him behind my back. nobody fucking touch him. #hes not uwu innocent baby boy and if i have to see one more person writing him like that im going on my villain arc #i knowwww thats an issue with most ace characters but im Especially miffed about the gil writers. nobody understands him like i do #i havent found the earth shattering lifechanging jrwi fics yet #and im so upset about it because that means i have to dredge the depths of the tag myself

[addictsitter]

the glee version of “closer” is a: really enjoyable and b: so much fun??? like. the s4 kids actually feel like they’re all actual friends. even with kitty being kitty, it actually seems like they’re friends in a way that the original kids didn’t.

#also i am not going to lie #the moment in 'closer' with ryder and unique #where he sings the 'i'm the type who won't get oh so critical' directly at her #it just always gets to me?? #(also shout out to the kids' part of the feud episode for being some of the best writing in the show?? #and also the most reasonable?? #jake: finds out ryder kissed marley. #jake: okay but HE did that not you why would i be mad at you #later ryder being like: i'm sorry i shouldn't have done that #and marley goes 'it's okay' #and ryder's immediate response was 'no it's not but i won't do it again' #and just. #god i miss the kids #glee for ts

[shuyume]

i LOVE m!Iks habit of showing you something relatively normal and then giving you extra context that makes it very not normal. marbas mentioning that it would be fun to run into his relative, though his relative wouldnt want to is at first like haha teenagers amirite. and then they show you marbas's literal torture room

#i love using kirio as an example of this. hes deeply fucked up but with the way they structure his evil villain backstory it makes you go #oh ok hes a poor little meow meow who lost all his friends as a kid #and then the manga turns around and goes haha sorry no i lied he has no evil backstory hes just insane #everyone ive shown the scene to has the general reaction of 'oh ok' followed immediately by 'HUH?????' #i dont think i could name another piece of media that does this. god i love m!ik so much #who needs things like genre conventions when we can subvert everything ever #m!ik

[marinehero-a]

garp is so insane i’m just

#{ ooc } ✗ 「 WENP reporter 」 #[ shakes fist #[ HE IS LITERALLY.. .so much #[ going through garps introduction/parts in w7 for graphics again and just !!!! #[ strolls up everyone going 'wtf super famous/legendary marine here our heroes are screwed' #[ to whoops turns out this guy is luffy's god damn Peepaw <3 #[ who immediately proceeds to prove himself as much as a clown as luffy #[ by falling asleep being scolded by his own men Casually dropping that his son/luffy's dad is oh you know #[ world most dangerous man <3 casual things like that #[ goes to say 'you're my grandson so i wont capture you :) #[ only to get scolded by his bestie that No thats not how it works so sorry luffy and co </3 #[ proceeds to throw freaking Cannonballs at the speed of sound for fun because apparently that's Normal #[ garp being Proud of luffy's escape!!!! #[ that's his grandson1!!! #[ literally the luffy of the marines except more bastard shaped i want to study him under a microscope

[firebirdsdaughter]

That’s a thing…

… I don’t think clicked the first time I watched it…

The only reason Ronin was in Wrathwood to get left behind was bc Mandrake stole the pod, which he was only able to do bc Nod wasn’t watching it the way Ronin had asked him to.

Not only did he let Ronin down and endanger the whole forest, his carelessness, as far as he knows for that moment, got Ronin killed. He’s just lost another father, and this time it’s his fault.

No wonder he’s too wrecked to talk until it’s necessary.

#Firebird Randomness #listen Ronin's apparent death gets me EVERY TIME #he could have said anything or nothing #but he takes what I can only presume he also thought might be his last moments #to encourage and validate Nod #also the way Nod just immediately goes into panic mode #but yeah no wonder Nod is so in shock #and bless that little moment from MK #she had words when Tara died and that's partially bc she hadn't travelled across the forest w/ them yet #but I absolutely believe it's also that she realises that Ronin was like a father to him #and since she's already aware Nod lost his father once #she's realising she's going through it again and she KNOWS that pain #and she knows there's nothing that will lessen it #and she's probably blaming herself too and aware he's blaming himself #I totally understand why they didn't but gods if we'd been able to go into that #also while I'm here rewatching again #gods this animation is good bc the FACES #like when they're in the house and she says it's her father #Ronin knew she was a large person but he def had no clue the professor was her father #so he's instantly appropriately like 'oh crap sorry' #anyway I love pain #Things You Didn't Know Fire Was Into

[enjoytheglow]

Since Mae's gonna say it a lot, y'all who haven't seen Reefer Madness need to hear the way she says "Just fell, that's all!"

@deathmaiidens @emprean @legbite @crisisbabe @nothingtrivial @hidefire @trailnapped @themeekwillinherit @vihilum

Edit: not sure why only some of the tags are working but anyway

#notice how mae's breathing really raggedly but stops immediately when jimmy asks if she's alright #and yes i slowed down some parts of the second clip #'cause mae moves in double speed but if you watch closely you can see her thinking about how to respond #before faking a smile #ana gasteyer's acting got me like 😂🥹🥲😭 #i like to think sally's thought process in the first clip goes from #“i gotchu mae; let me grab you a reefer stick so you can be numb” #to #“i gotchu mae; i can return to the original plan of getting jimmy hooked” #“which will simultaneously distract him from you; stop him from asking further questions; AND you can be numb” #“AND you can let out your emotions via railing me” #that bit from do the voice that's like #“do you fake your org@sms or is that just what you sound like getting plowed? *mimics*” #“oh my god; fuck off; did you not see what just happened?!” “sorry; i was trying to make you laugh.” #it very sally and mae #see you in the funny papers (visage) #pull it together; don't flip your skirt (mannerisms) #how come i haven't heard your baby crying tonight? (rel: sally) #he throws me down the stairs but deep inside he cares (rel: jack) #an innocent boy is about to be executed (rel: jimmy) #you better cool off on the muggles there (rel: ralph)

[voyeurmunson]

Drunk Dial: Eddie Munson blurb

18+ Minors DNI

"I just wanted to tell you something, as a friend." Eddie goes on. You've been on the phone for 15 minutes now. You can tell he's had one too many beers. His words running together a bit, his voice a little louder than usual.

"Of course." you tease, a giggle falling from your lips. You had just finished a joint when your phone rang, Eddie insisting he had something important to tell you.

"Your body is bangin.”

"Bangin' huh?" you giggle, your cheeks reddening immediately, grateful that he wasn't standing in front of you.

"Listen.. even friends can appreciate their friends uh-parts." he slurs, a little giggle slipping his lips.

"That skirt the other day, baby. Fuuuck." He groans dramatically. "Your ass.. your fucking curves."

"Eddie." you whisper, barely able to speak as compliments continue pouring from his lips. This wasn't the first time Eddie had said something like this but he wasn't usually so blunt.

"Shhh! I'm just trying to tell you." he chuckles again, "I would have bent you over right then and there if you woulda let me." his playful tone darkens in an instant.

"I-" Suddenly you wished he was standing in front of you.

"Mmm.. I can picture it now." he hums. "Pushing your skirt above your hips. Teasing you first. Do you like to be teased, sweetheart?"

"Fuck, Eds." you breathe out, your heart pounding in your chest, your pussy beginning to throb from his words.

"Shit, sorry baby.. I'm a little," he pauses to hiccup loudly, "a little drunk."

"It's okay.. I-I do like to be teased, by the way." you whisper into the phone, not wanting the conversation to end. Your high giving you a little boost of confidence.

"Yeah? Can I tell you what I'd do first?Hypothetically.” he rasps.

"Please." you whimper.

"Shit.. yeah, okay. First I'd bend you over.. like we talked about." he says giddily.

"Mhmm."

"Then I'd run my fingers up your thigh slowly until I reach your panties. I bet they'd be wet. Would they be wet, sweetheart?"

"So wet." you purr, escalating the situation further, resulting in a deep moan from Eddie.

Fuck, he's hot.

"I would bring my fingertips to your clit, starting slow. Teasing you just a bit. Then I'd move lower, feeling your soaked panties."

"Soaked?" you egg him on.

"Fucking drenched." he groans.

"What next?"

He chuckles lustfully at your eager tone. "I'd slip them to the side.. what color are they, baby?"

"Red. Lacy."

"Fuck me. Mmm.. okay. I'd slip the lace to the side, finally feeling you on my fingers.."

"Fast or slow?"

"Slow, in and out, I bet you feel so fucking good.”

“How many fingers?" he moans growing hard at the thought.

"Two?"

"Two.. yeah.. two sounds good. I'd start slow, gliding them in and out, speeding up, listening to your sounds.. finger fucking you real good, sweetheart. Make you cum all over my hand. God, know you'd be so wet."

"So wet for you, Eddie. My pussy would be so wet for you." you purr, surprising yourself with your words.

"Sweetheart... you're gonna make me cum." he blurts out at the same time that you blurt out your own sentence. "Do you wanna come over?"

"Yes. God, yes." he answers hastily.

"Wait, Eddie.. I don't think you should drive right now."

"No, no, no. I'm not driving. Stevie here is gonna drive me. Aren't ya buddy? Oh, here. You wanna say hi?" You hear a rustling on the other end of the phone. Oh god.

"Uh.. hi." Steve mutters awkwardly through the phone.

"Heh.. hi Steve." your face blushes profusely as you realize Steve must have been there the whole time.

"So. uh- need me to bring him?"

"Mhmm.. yeah. Please."

"I'm about to fuck your brains out." Eddie's voice comes through the phone again. CLICK.

#Eddie Munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson blurb

[ln444]

★ how does f1 drivers react when you call them pretty. . .

norris, piastri, leclerc, sainz, hamilton, russell, verstappen

cw: fluff, slight suggestive (verstappen), f!reader.

now playing: pretty boy by the neighborhood

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✹ lando norris

lando would be the type to act annoyed but absolutely loves it. he just won't admit it but you know it.

"hey, pretty boy", you whisper against his lips, leaving a sweet peck on it just to be met with a pouty and flustered lando. "i told you to stop calling me that!" he whines, but deep down he hopes that you'll never stop. you look at him with a playful smile, softly caressing his hair. "okay, i'll stop if it makes you uncomfortable", you wait impatiently for his reaction and as you excepted, lando start to panic. "i mean... you can but you know... just not in front of other people", he laughs nervously, hoping that his excuse is good and his cheeks start heating up. you can't help but laugh softly, pulling him close by the neck and lando pouts again, "stop making fun of me!", your smile softens and you plant another kiss on his lips, "sorry, you're just too cute, my pretty boy". lando's cheeks are now completely red and he tries to hide it by pulling you in a long and warm kiss, feeling the butterflies going crazy in his stomach.

✹ oscar piastri

oh my god, please don't do this to him. as soon as he hears the word, his brain starts malfunctioning.

"you did so good!", oscar pulls you for a warm hug, holding you as tight as he can. he loves seeing you after races and hearing how proud you are of him no matter what he do. you pull out, staring at him like his eyes holds stars and oscar can't help but feel overwhelmed by all the adoration he sees in your eyes. you put your hand on his cheek, stroking it softly. "i'm so proud of you, my pretty boy" and even though you mean it, a hint of teasing can be heard and oscar groans, pulling you in a new hug to hide his face in your neck "if you call me that again, i think i'm gonna die" he mumbles against your skin. you laughs, one of your hands slides in his messy curls, your fingers playing with it. you will never get over how cute your boyfriend is when you call him pretty.

✹ charles leclerc

he absolutely loves it and won't deny it, even if he gets a bit shy when you call him pretty. he can't control it, his heart gets warm and the butterflies in his stomach goes crazy.

you were getting ready for a cute date and charles was wearing a new shirt, with flowers on it. as soon as he's ready, you lock your arms around his neck and you look at him with a big smile on your face. after planting a sweet peck on his lips, one of your hands cup his cheek. "you're so pretty, baby", your voice is full of adoration and honesty and charles' smiles gets wider. "thank you, chérie", he says softly and he immediately pulls you for a gentle kiss, hoping that you didn't notice the way his cheeks has redden, but you didn't miss it.

✹ carlos sainz

he loves it, like really loves it. he finds it funny tbh. and he won't hesitate to give the word back to you.

"woah, what a pretty boy", you look at him showing you his brand new haircut. he laughs, posing in front of you a little more before joining you on the sofa, pulling you on his lap and placing a kiss on your nose. "got pretty for my pretty girl, we are such a pretty couple", you both giggles before sharing a kiss, laughing and smiling against each other's lips. but, even if he doesn't want to admit it, carlos can feel his heart beating a bit faster and a sweet feeling in his stomach when he hears you call him pretty.

✹ lewis hamilton

he would get so shy, make it seems like he doesn't like it and it annoys him but he can't hide it for long, he always ends up with a big smile on his face and a heart beating faster than it should.

"ahhh, stop it y/n", he whines as you continue to leave kisses all over his face, sitting on his lap. "but, you're so pretty!", you say, cupping his cheeks to look at him in the eyes. he groans, acting annoyed by pulling you out of his lap and you try your best to fight the smile creeping on your lips. you both know that he's just flustered and wants to hide his red cheeks. "come on, baby, let me finish my kisses", he doesn't fight you when you climb back on his lap but he crosses his arms, trying to hold onto his character and you laugh softly, going back to leaving small pecks all over his face. it doesn't take long before he finally smiles, his hands finding your waist to pull you close and kiss you back. he just can't resist you.

✹ george russell

he always tries to ignore the way it makes him feel and act unbothered but he can't fight the way his body warm and a smile instinctively forms on his lips. he just loves getting praised by you.

"baby, can you pass me the knife, please?" you ask, preparing the vegetables and george, who has been helping and watching you cook for an hour now, hand you the knife as fast as he can. you turn to face him, placing your free hand on his neck to pull him close, "thank you, pretty boy", you says softly and he places a kiss on your lips, smiling softly "you're welcome" he says, trying to sound as neutral as he can and you pout, acting disappointed, "what? you don't like when i call you that?", you know that he do. you just want to hear it. he looks at you, a playful smile forms on his lips. "i know what you're doing", he chuckles and pulls you for another kiss. you end up both laughing, george's heart feeling full.

✹ max verstappen

he gets all nervous and doesn't know how to act anymore. like, if you want to make a mess of this man, just call him pretty.

max have been acting flirty all day, enjoying teasing you and seeing you all flustered in front of other people. you tried your best to keep your cool all day, playfully punching him from time to time or just laughing it off. but when you two end up alone at the end of the day, you're finally able to get your revenge. you start making out, getting more and more touchy and needy. "take off your shirt, pretty boy", you whisper in his ear, and max almost startle. a playful smile forms on your lips and you don't even have to look at him to know that his cheeks are now red. after a good minute of no reaction from him, you finally meet his eyes, giving him a confused look. "is everything okay?", you try to hide your teasing tone but max doesn't miss it, a playful grin finally forming on his lips and he chuckles; "naughty girl".

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#f1 x reader #f1 fluff #lando norris x reader #oscar piastri x reader #charles leclerc x reader #carlos sainz x reader #george russell x reader #lewis hamilton x reader #max verstappen x reader #f1 #f1 imagine #f1 drabble #f1 fic

[emmyrosee]

Choso sleeps. A lot.

It’s more than you would imagine for a man of his importance, yet for nearly three hours a day after getting to your place, he curls up on the couch, kicks his legs up and closes his pretty eyes to let his dreams take over and slumber wash over him.

It's cute. It's also just a little bizarre.

You always smile down at him, card a hand through his soft hair, plant a kiss to his forehead and lay a warm blanket over his shoulders to keep him warm.

His little snores ring in the air as you cook dinner, and when he wakes up with the smell of fresh food, he hooks his chin over your shoulder and wraps his arms around your torso with a sleepy smile.

Today, that cycle breaks.

You card your hand through his hair with a loving smile, lean down to press a kiss to his forehead, and-

Big, pretty eyes immediately blink open before you can make contact, a wide smile splaying over his face, only to drop in worry when you flinch back and fall.

“OH GOD!”

“Oh no!”

An arm quickly darts out to catch you, only to have you half caught, half plopped to the floor. You clutch your chest in fear, “choso! What’re you doing!”

“I… I was just-“

“You scared me, you ass! Why are you pretending to be asleep!”

"I didn't mean to!" he says quickly. "I just got so excited for my kiss... I'm sorry."

Your brows furrow and you plop down next to him on the couch, "what kiss, Cho?"

His cheeks blister into a blush of embarrassment, "When... when I fall asleep, you press a kiss to my forehead, and I really like that. It's something that's simple, but i really enjoy you doing." He buries his face in his hands to hide the way he’s blushing.

You ponder for a few seconds before the lightbulb goes off in your head, “ohhhhh! Your forehead kiss!”

He nods in his hands.

“Babe,” you chuckle. “I can just give you forehead kisses. There not exclusive to when you’re asleep! All you have to do is ask, or let me just come to you naturally. Nine times out of ten, when I come near you, I'm coming in for a kiss." To prove your point, you lean inwards to press a loving kiss to his forehead, then one on his nose, then the corner of his lips. He smiles and turns his head slightly to catch your lips in a kiss, and you pull back with a smile. “I like kissing you. Awake, and asleep.”

“Well I like receiving your kisses,” he says, laying his hand palm up for you to lace your fingers with, which you do happily before bringing his knuckles up to kiss them as well. “I like you giving me affection.”

“And I like giving it to you,” you laugh.

He tosses an arm around your shoulder and pull you close to his side, allowing you to cuddle into him with a happy sigh.

You kiss his cheek, “so… you like getting kissed huh?”

He blushes again and rests his forehead against yours to make eye contact, “don’t push it.”

“Too late, Cho.”

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hi hi!! Can i req a choso with him being gentle and sweet at sex w reader? :( like he would always be careful and always gives reader praises ahdjshsjeh </3

꒰  warnings . . choso x fem!reader, soft dom choso, praise, size difference, missionary. mdni. wc: 1.1k

choso has to remind himself of how much bigger he is compared to you.

the way his broad frame effortlessly towers over you, especially during intimacy. he’d never wanna break you, his precious girl.

you’d be laid against your back, a perfect position so he can look at you right in the eyes, compliment you with a plethora of sweet sweet praises, kiss you, and even moan in your ear, making sure you know how good you’re making him feel.

“m-missed you,” he’d softly pant—his tip just shakily hovering against your slickness, he licks his lips with a hand gently pressed down against your tummy, a smooth stroke before he speaks in a cute drowsy voice, eyes half lidded. “look at me. here, hold my hand baby. please. ‘s okay.”

you reach to hold his hand, and a tiny smile tugged against his lips, he leans into your neck before he moans at the sudden squeeze your walls give him.

adjusting to him and that feeling always makes him do that thing where he moans out your name against your neck, playfully seeping his teeth against your shoulder. “g-god, don’t let go princess. jus’ hold onto me, okay? i’ll please you good, promise.”

“o-okay.” you swallowed, intertwining your fingers with his, and his fingers were surprisingly cold. the moment his touch ran and collided against yours though, oh how hot and warm he felt.

choso could praise you all day.

his strokes weren’t rough but they were just enough of a good amount to drag out sweet whimpers from you, he’d be pressed up against your ear as his length expands throughout your cunt, prodding against a few of your most sensitive spots to make your legs involuntarily lock around his slim waist.

“hold onto me, jus hold onto me.” he’d hum, and he was whining even more than you. softly licking a stripe up your neck, your right arm hooked around his shoulders, cutely clinging onto him in a romantic missionary position.

choso swallows thickly, peppering many kisses on your face, then it lead down towards your neck and collarbone — before he pauses mid thrust just to say, “oh…you’re jus’ so perfect.”

the way you’d immediately grow flustered at his words, averting your eyes away before lightly squeezing on his arm, moaning for him to keep going because you could still feel him harden and twitch inside of you.

“r-right, sorry baby. just had to admire you for a second…”

his tone was so smooth, almost bittersweet with the way he spoke to you. choso couldn’t help but sneak kisses on your mouth throughout his sloppy thrusts. his hips moved and went at its own reasonable pace — you always found it attractive how he couldn’t stop himself from deliberately moaning into your mouth. he’d always do it whenever his lips went against yours.

“you’re doin’ so good, s-so good, look at how pretty you look underneath me.” he’d mumble, raising his chin up to kiss your forehead.

while in the position, he couldn’t help but be a bit handsy to say the least. just running the very soft tips of his fingers against every curve and inch of your body….slowly.

taking in your breathtaking frame — a word he’d always use around you because that’s how he viewed you. “good girl, are you getting close? want me to s-slow down?”

“no,” you’d moan, wrapping both arms around his neck now. his movements of his hips, a good yet tad bit of a quicken pace had you bite your lip, his body heat, the sheer warmth of it had your mind just spinning. you merely lost your train of thought before you feel yourself approaching a release and your head goes back. “c-choso,” you’d whine out. and the way his eyes immediately light up at hearing his name come from your sweet mouth. “….think ‘m gonna cum, ‘m close.”

“me too, baby,” he’d rasp, his jaw tightens a bit before he leans in to kiss the side of your mouth. his ears—at least the very tips of them grow out to be so hot, feeling your pussy just grip around him and hug him close. “you look so pretty like this, y’know?”

“you’re just saying that.” you shyly utter.

“noooo i’m really not,” he cracks a smile before gasping once you drag his waist closer against you, making him hit against you just a tad bit deeper. “eheh, baby, you’re so frisky. are you sure this isn’t too rough? don’t wanna—”

you cut him off by bringing him into a kiss, it’s like his mind goes straight blank whenever you do that. the way your tongue runs across his, one hand stroking his cheek—for a moment you swear you could have heard him purr, his hair was down so it just prickled against your forehead.

you pull away before moaning, “i’m okay, i promise.”

“yeah?” he’d say, a tiny pout making his lip quiver.

“yeah.” you reassure him, reaching for his hand to squeeze it.

“…okay,” he inhales a breath. you were so cute it was almost too much for him. the way you brush a thumb against his hand, giving him kind eyes that this was what you wanted. he gives you a final kiss on the top of your head before he starts talking you through your orgasm. “just relax, okay? this is all about you, not me. wanna make you feel good.”

and he was so intent on doing that, he studied your facial expressions — the way your eyes would roll a bit in pleasure, your body language and how you’d fail to stay still, squeezing down on his hand.

“i know baby,” he murmurs, kissing the bottom of your chin. “you’re doin’ amazing, just let go for me, hold on tight ‘n don’t let go alright?” and the way his tip, his tip alone massages your inner walls has you stuttering on empty blank words, your mouth was a straight empty canvas. “look at me, hey hey don’t look away,” he whispers. “wanna see those pretty eyes roll when you cum.”

“f-fuck,” you’d babble out, hugging him, if one can consider that hugging. his body weight hovers against you, just rocking back and forth and it was so lewd, his thrusts against you were so sensual it left you with a good taste in your mouth. “okay, okay. c-choso, fuck, h-hold me.”

“i got you.” he’d whisper, it was almost like he sang it. the moment you came, feeling the immense pressure that was building up finally release itself, your legs spasmed and your orgasm was ripped away, you stared at choso before turning away and he smiles to himself. he brings a hand up to your head — a brief head pat, massaging your scalp a bit with his fingers before sharing a deep kiss with you.

he slowed down completely, just slowly rocking against you as your legs twitched, wrapping against his waist and never letting go.

“good girl,” he says between kisses, he tastes so sweet — peppering your entire face with kisses until he cracks a smile from you. “my good girl.”

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[transsexualbloodlust]

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#SORRY i need to say something evil and hateful. he needs to suffer forever he didn’t Really do anything wrong or at least not anything #horrible but the way i’m angry at him and his how his presence makes me immediately angry is like one of the sickest things ever #and it’s so fucked up because we still get along and when he tries to talk to me i suddenly forget what it was like when things where bad #but i like. idk i neet to get him Out of my mind i need to stop thinking about him and the situation all the time and just stop trying like #ugh i was going through my private instagram story earlier and oh my GOD the way i was doing terrribly and he didn’t care #like. ohohohoho death one million times i hope he and his boyfriend breakup forever and that he goes through what i went through last #semester jesus christ #anyway. sending him hate goodnight