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"And soda; runs off into the street..." "...and soda... is totally okay!"
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi suckening#cw blood#something something cracking open a boy w the cold ones#IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES I MISSED I SWWWEAR TO JEBEDIAH. IF I STARE AT THIS ANYMORE IM GONNA DIE IT NEEDS TO BE DONE#ALSO RRRAAAHAHHHGHGH CAN I JUST TAKEA SECOND TO SCREEAAMM ABT HOW MUCH I LOVE SODA AND EMIZEL.. LIKE THERYE SO CUTE....#THEY ARE HOMIES THAT KISS EACHOTHR GOODNIGHT. THEY CARE SO MUCH FOR EACHOTHER. SODA LOVES SODA AND SODA LOVES YOU#do u guys remember how willing he was to share blood w his vampire bestie. like cmon. remember when emizel memorized sodas Soda Schedule.#LIKE CMON.... they just have eachothers backs so much. ouhhh my god... ANYWAY SO THE ART HUH. I FEEL LIKE I SCRAMBLED W IT FOR A WHILE#DRAWIN IS HARD..... i think i did well in the end tho.. i like the lil heart beat effects. and i hope i made soda look Suffieciently Scared#i ALSO had fun w the teeth. i however did not have fun w the walls. if i had more drugs i mightve done every brick in more detail#but i didnt WANNA!!!! this will suffice.I HOPE IT FLOWS WELL&THAT ITS CLEAR... IVE STARED AT IT SO LONG IT IS NOW VISUAL SOUP. HELP!!!#i want my comics to have more Pauses and Space and Thought and Momence. i feel like normally they go so fast. but THIS time#i think i did good.... huuoouhhhh.... comics are HARD art is HARD but i am HARDER. or something. OH YEAH I HAVE MORE ART THINGS#soda was RLY HARD FOR ME TO DRAW FOR A MINUTE..but i like where his design is now. i wanted his hair to be curly swirly.like soda fizz#i THINK thats all my thoughts for now. if u have thoughts u should spill them in the tags i looooove reading tttaaggsss#have a goodnight i gotta go to work soon. maybe. unless the casinos power goes out AGAIN. OR SEOMTHING... UUGHHH MY SCHEDULE IS IN SHAMBLES#I THOUGHT I WAS WORKIN 3 DAYS INA ROW SO I RENTED A WHOLE DAMN HOTEL BC THE JOB PLACE IS FAR AWAY.. I HAD TO CANCEL THE WHOLE RESERVATOn#annd im MMMMAD ABOUT IT!!! like ill get over it ofc BUT IM PEEVED!!!! IM INCONVIENIENCED AND GENTLY AGGRIVATED. BUT OVERALL FINE.#hope yalls weekend goes well. sleep well. if u get the chance to.
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moonstruckme · 25 days
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Hey I don’t know if you’re taking requests but if not just ignore this :) but if so could you write a poly!emt marauders fic where readers sick or something’s wrong but she doesn’t tell them or anyone until she gets semi seriously hurt
FYI your fics are literally my favorites they are so good I’ve been binging all your marauders fics <33
Thank you gorgeous!
cw: fainting, nausea, mention of skipping a meal
(also note: I used celsius because they’re british, but for my american homies 39.5 is just over 103 degrees fahrenheit)
emt!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1.5k words
Your day has been hazy. You knew you were off before you even left the house, the lazy sluggishness of sleep not wearing off the way it normally does, but you couldn’t afford to pay it any mind. Your work had gotten done slower than usual, frustrating for all the effort you put into it. The thought of lunch made your stomach churn, so you had mint tea during your break instead. The joints in your fingers ached from typing. Even now, sitting on the barstool at your kitchen counter while you try and finish up an assignment that really should have been done hours ago, your back seems stiffer than usual. Your bones hurt. 
“That’s far too much onion,” Sirius comments from the stool beside you, leaning across the counter to scrutinize James and Remus’ work in the kitchen. 
Remus pauses in dumping a cutting board full of chopped onion into the pan on the stove. You see him look at James in your periphery, and even without paying proper attention you know something passes between them. James takes the cutting board from Remus, scraping the remainder of the onion in with a knife. 
“Overruled,” he decrees. 
Sirius scoffs, leaning back and crossing his arms. “Have fun kissing me tonight.” 
“I’d think if we’re all eating it, we’ll be on fairly equal footing in that regard,” Remus points out. 
“Yes, equally foul-smelling. So romantic.” 
“Angel,” James says as he starts slicing up bell peppers, “do you plan on working on that all night?” 
“Almost done,” you murmur, trying to ignore how nauseous the smell of all the food makes you. You squint into the brightness of your laptop, typing as quick as you can think. Which is to say, not impressively fast. 
It’s your boyfriends’ day off, and they’ve decided to celebrate the rare occurrence of none of them being scheduled to work by going to the cinema. James and Remus are making dinner first, but the film’s in just under two hours. You know you’re sacrificing some time with them now, but it’s only so you can enjoy the main event later. Plus, if you stop working, you’re not sure you’ll be able to pick up the momentum to start again. You have a creeping sense that at the first opportunity for rest, you’ll lie down and never get up. 
James says something encouraging, and then the conversation goes on without you. You lock into your laptop screen, fingers pressing down upon the keyboard like an extension of your brain, and gradually the sensation of being outside of yourself, your body moving on autopilot while your mind simply fuzzes over, envelops you. Slowly, the world just…slips. 
An odd sound leaves Sirius as he lunges for you, like an alarm that went off without him telling it to. He catches you but not quite, one hand wrapping around your arm and the other fisting in the material of your shirt, stopping you from tipping over only temporarily. James runs from behind the counter to help. Accompanied by a steady stream of curses from both of his boyfriends, he eases you out of your stool and onto the floor. You’re already coming to. 
“Is she okay?” Remus asks from the kitchen, and Sirius hears the sound of the stove flicking off. 
“She’s hot,” James says, one hand cushioning your head from the floor while the other feels about your face and neck. 
The quip comes to Sirius naturally—as usual—but he’s in no mood to deliver it. Though he trusts James’ assessment, he touches the backs of his fingers to your forehead anyway, hissing at the heat that meets them. It’s a wonder he didn’t feel it emanating from you in the barstool next to him. 
“Angel,” James’ voice is a coo, gentleness coming naturally to him whereas Sirius’ panic feels hot and dangerous beneath his skin, “do you feel alright?” 
You hum, though it sounds more like a grunt. “Mhm.” 
Sirius almost laughs. “Come on,” he says, “be straight with us.” He works two fingers into your wrist to get your pulse, rubbing his free hand up your arm cajolingly. “You did just pass out, so we know you’re not fine.” 
Remus sets a hand on Sirius’ back as he lowers himself to the ground by your legs. A support for them both. 
“I…” You blink for a couple of seconds, and they wait, knowing you’re probably still out of it. “I guess I feel a little sick.” 
James cracks a smile, though it’s tinged with worry. “A little?” he asks, smoothing down the baby hairs at your temple. “You’ve got a horrid fever.” 
You sigh. “I figured.” 
“You figured?” Sirius is aghast. He suddenly has a very clear picture of how your day has gone, and it unnerves him. “How long have you been feeling like this?” 
You look wary, and Remus’ hand runs the length of Sirius’ back quickly as he stands. “Alright, let’s move you somewhere more comfortable, yeah dovey?” 
You relax a bit at the affection in his tone, and Sirius feels bad about ever making you miss it. This is something he’s never been able to quell about himself. His love almost always manifests roughly. For the most part, you all know how to interpret it, but when you’re vulnerable like this and he can feel you feeling the gnashing teeth of his worry, Sirius wishes he were gentler. 
James won’t let you walk yourself the short distance to the couch, lifting you in a bridal carry and setting you down with such carefulness it makes Sirius’ chest ache. Remus goes to get the thermometer. Sirius steals the spot beside your head selfishly. Thankfully, there’s no lingering timidity in your gaze as he combs his fingers through your hair, pushing it away from your ear and trailing his fingers down your neck. 
“You’ve been feeling unwell for a while,” he says, softer this time, “haven’t you.” 
You look more guilty than anything, eyes going big and doe-like. “Yeah.”
“Why didn’t you say?” James asks, lifting your legs so he can scooch underneath. He rubs the skin above your knees fondly, a small furrow between his brows. 
“I just,” you sigh as though disappointed, “wasn’t ready.” 
“Wasn’t ready for what?” 
“To be sick.” 
The scratchy, delightful sound of Remus’ laugh comes into the room with him. “Well that’s silly,” he says, reaching over Sirius to settle the thermometer in your ear. “It doesn’t seem to be waiting on you, does it?” 
“Guess not,” you mutter. Sirius strokes your jaw with his thumb. 
When the thermometer goes off, both he and James lean in to see, but Remus forsakes them, bringing it up near his face where he can read it. He hums. 
“What is it?” James asks. 
“Thirty nine point five.” 
They all frown. Sirius touches your forehead again, just to be sure. Unfortunately, it seems accurate. 
“What are your symptoms, sweetheart?” Remus asks you, settling on the floor beside Sirius with his knees bent in front of him. “Does anything hurt?” 
“I feel sick—like nauseous, and sort of achey.” A little notch appears between your brows, and Sirius had the impression that you’re finally letting yourself acknowledge your own misery. His gut twists with sympathy. “My stomach is starting to hurt, but I’m not sure if that’s just because I skipped lunch.” 
None of your boyfriends even have to say anything. You look abashed enough by their expressions. 
“I wasn’t feeling well,” you say in a small voice. 
James breaks easily, taking your hand and bringing it to his mouth for a firm kiss. “Can’t believe you went all day feeling this poorly and didn’t say anything,” he chides lovingly. “What did you think was going to happen, hm?” 
“I know, I’m sorry.” Your gaze flitters about the room, landing on Sirius’ eyes for a fraction of a second before it’s dropping shyly to the couch cushion. “It was dumb.” 
“So long as you know,” Remus agrees with a brief eye-roll. “It sounds like the stomach flu, so at least it should be better in a couple of days, but there’s not much to do other than rest.” 
Your face pinches unhappily. “I’m sorry for messing up your big night too,” you say, and you look like you’d curl up in misery if James weren’t currently using your legs as a blanket. Sirius’ heart gives a little throb. 
“Don’t be,” James says. “We’re still with you, aren’t we? And if we get sick, too, that’s just more days off!”
It’s clearly a joke, but you look extra guilty anyways. Your features tighten in a slight wince. Sirius works a hand between your face and the couch cushion, leaning forward to kiss the space between your brows. 
“Don’t worry about it, darling,” he says. “Better when we can be with you than when we’re busy helping some other poor sap, yeah?”
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shawtuzi · 10 months
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i’m having thee worst plug!eren brainrot rn so here’s some random hc’s for himmm
mdni///cw include: black coded reader, SMUT, a whole lotta tooth rotting fluff, drug usage, major gun kink, talks of mommy and daddy issues, some grisha slander heh, not proofread so there may be some spelling mistakes :((
♡ so it’s goes without saying he is one of those ppl that has no idea what to do when someone’s crying in front of him. he grew up in a household where if he was ever caught crying he’d be told to suck it up and act like a man :(( so it’s very hard for him to find the right words to say or do the right actions when comforting someone. on the bright side he has gotten better at it since he’s met you.
♡ the first time you cried in front of him was when you made the horrible decision to show him the movie ‘my sisters keeper’ and you were an absolute mess by the time the credits rolled. “are you….are you crying?” he asked absolutely flabbergasted that you were crying, sure the movie was sad but was it really that sad?? (yes it is). “of c-course im sad *hiccup* did you not watch any of the damn movie?” you sniffled crossing your arms over you chest. instead of talking about it any further eren just pulled you onto his lap and tucked your face in his neck muttering out a ‘whatever you say weirdo.’ after witnessing many moments like that he’s wayyy better at handling your lil emotional self.
♡ he’s surprisingly a natural with kids!!! one of his homeboys has a three year old daughter who is absolutely too precious for her own good and every time eren sees her he can’t help but turn into a pile of mush. he doesn’t do the whole baby talk thing though he’ll talk to that little girl like she’s one of the homies much to your dismay. one time he bought her a barbie car as a present and the gesture was adorable a first until he opened his damn mouth, “and if any of those kids at the park mess with you just run them over with this and they’ll leave you alone okay? listen to your uncle eren he knows his shit.” that earned him a smack upside the head from you and an exhausted head shake from his homeboy. he rlly is too much.
♡ seeing you with his homies daughter also ignited something in him he’s never ever felt before. eren could never see himself as a dad, maybe the cool uncle but nothing more than that. but goddamn seeing you handle kids makes him wanna buy a big ass house and give you as many kids as you’ll let him—hence his raging breeding kink that appears from time to time. you always wondered why he got so riled up every time he saw you with his friends daughter and then it all started to make sense one night when he was fucking you like a madman and kept moaning n panting about how pretty you’d look carrying his kids. you both came to an agreement that kids were off the table for a while but it didn’t make it any less fun when he stuffed you full of his cum until he was basically shooting blanks.
♡ “g-goddamn fuck y/n,” eren groaned into your ear, emptying his fourth load into your aching pussy. you were absolutely spent—nothing but a babbling, brain dead mess. you thought eren would’ve been too tired as well, but when he pulled his face outta your neck he still had that mischievous glint in eyes that had you folded up in the first place. “m’still hard,” he whispered making you whimper. “no…n-no more ren too sensitive,” you whined making eren hum. he glanced at your thighs that were still shaking from the aftershocks of you previous orgasm, then looked back into your eyes. you knew what he was hinting at and meekly nodded your head making him smile. he slowly pulled out of your pussy, gently shushing you when he heard you whine before sitting back on his knees. he pushed your thighs together and quickly slipped his dick between the pillowy skin, groaning at how soft you felt. “yeah…that’s it you feel so good mama,” he grunted pulling his kiss swollen bottom lip between his teeth. every once in a while he dick would glide across your overly sensitive clit making you mewl. it didn’t take long for eren to reach his peak once again and without warning he parted your thighs and shoved his dick back into your pussy knocking all the air out of your lungs. “so good….always so good for me. my perfect girl i love you do much,” eren muttered breathlessly into your ear.
♡ his love language is words of affirmation hands down!!!! he practically purrs like a kitten when you tell him how much you love him and how much he means to you :((
♡ i don’t think it’s any surprise he’s got some pretty bad mommy AND daddy issues. losing carla at a young age had a monumental impact on him as a kid and grisha didn’t even deserve the title of being a father. his whole life he’s never been able to be vulnerable in front of anyone until he met you ofc. you were his light, his safe haven and he didn’t know what he did to deserve someone as caring and nurturing as you but he never dared question it. you’d only seen him cry one time in front of you and it was when you went with him to visit carla’s grave. he looked like he was holding so much in and it absolutely broke your heart. “it’s okay to be upset eren you don’t ever have to put on that tough façade for me,” you whispered pressing a kiss to his trembling lips that was full of so much love and care he could’ve sobbed. he still has his moments where he closes his emotions off from you but day by day you’re slowly breaking down those walls he built up all those years.
♡ he is a true crime girly!!! he’s one of those ppl that can go to sleep watching the i.d. channel and still sleep peacefully.
♡ you’re a tad bit too clumsy for your own good so eren keeps a thing of bandaids and alcohol in his car and then a small lil box of sanrio themed bandaids in your purse. you thought he was absolutely ridiculous for keeping them on standby until you used damn near all the sanrio themed bandaids.
♡ “not so ridiculous for keeping these around now am i huh?” he chuckled putting the bandaid on your scraped knee. you didn’t say anything instead letting out an annoyed huff, but the annoyance quickly went away when he gave your knee three kisses. “my clumsy girl,” he snickered giving your pouting lips a kiss. “s’not my fault these heels are just too tall,” you mumbled kicking them off in annoyance. eren smirked and reached behind his seat pulling out a pair of fluffy slides, “i knew you’d get annoyed with them eventually—put these on instead,” he said setting the slides on your lap. you tried to your bratty act up but you just couldn’t stop the smile that crept on your glossed up lips, “you’re the best renny,” you giggled giving his cheek a kiss. “i know i am.” cocky ass mf.
♡whenever y’all are at your place it’s such a sight seeing this big, strong, mean man all comfortable in your pink fluffy blankets n cuddling with your squishmallows even though he supposedly has beef w them—but let me not even get into that seriously. sometimes after he’s done beating your pussy up he’ll grab two of your plushies and make them hump each other pretending it’s the two of you.
♡ “yes yes yes eren!” eren moaned on a high pitched voice making your cheeks burn in embarrassment. you tried snatching the plushies from his grip but it was no use he was too damn strong. “oh my godddd eren enough!” you whined smacking his chest, leaving a red handprint in the making. eren’s jaw dropped and he turned to you his brows furrowed, “now that wasn’t very nice was it?” he said turning his head to plushie. “not very nice at all,” he said dropping his voice an octave making you giggle. you moved yourself onto his stomach and grabbed the plushies, tossing them aside. “m’sorry baby,” you pouted giving the red mark a sweet kiss, “let me make it up to you.” and that’s how you ended up face down ass up while eren pounded you from behind, the force making you grab onto your plushies for dear life.
♡ he’s very very into gunplay and it’s all your fault. that day you asked him so nicely to fuck your mouth with his glock was the day you created a monster.
♡ one night you both were at a block party and ‘get low’ by lil jon started playing and you couldn’t help but make your way over to where everyone was dancing and join in. eren admired you from the side taking a hit of his blunt every once in a while. you looked so damn good it was criminal. the way your denim mini skirt began to ride up your thick thighs from dancing had eren’s dick jumping in his pants. while you were dancing you suddenly felt a pair of strong arms around you and knew exactly who it was. “you look so fine dancing out here you’re killing me baby,” he chuckled pushing your backside into his front and that’s when you felt it. you froze in your spot making eren smirk, “you okay mama?” he asked pressing a wet kiss to your neck. not even five minutes later you dragged eren to his car and bounced on his dick while while you sucked on his glock. even though the windows were blacked out anyone with eyes could tell what was happening with the way the car bounced and jostled. “fuck just like that baby make a mess on this dick,” eren groaned, pushing the glock deeper into your mouth.
♡ it didn’t stop there either sometimes eren liked to have you point the gun at his head while he fucked you. “look at my sweet girl holding my—goddamn m-my fucking gun. so damn naughty hm?” he grinned loving the way you were struggling to hold it against his head.
♡ his only social media is instagram and it’s basically a fanpage dedicated to you. his profile pic? a picture of him laying on your ass with the biggest smile on his face. his pinned photos? a picture of you and him with matching grills, one of you both wearing ski masks while his gun is pointed at the camera beam on and everything, and the other one is a pic of you two in a photo booth—you were smiling oh so prettily while one of your boobs was in his mouth. he only follows a few of his friends and the only girl he follows is you ofc not bc you made him only follow you he just chose too <333
♡ now after eren gets locked up life is a little bit different than it used to be. since being a dealer was out of the question he started working at an auto body shop w connie and although he wasn’t making as much money as he was before he still provided for you in every way. you didn’t mind the lack of expensive gifts in the slightest you were just happy your renny was back in your arms. he worked a lot more than he used to which left you a lot more needy for his touch and attention but he always made sure to take care you even after an excruciatingly long day at work.
♡ “missed you so much ren today went by so slow,” you whined against his lips as he fucked into you. he was pretty tired so he went a little slower than he usual fast pace but you didn’t mind in the slightest. “missed you too mama. you’re so sweet f’having dinner ready for me n’ helping me out in the shower,” he groaned pushing his thumb into your mouth which you greedily sucked. he always took a shower as soon as he got off, not wanting to get any oil or other grime from the shop on your pretty clothes. you couldn’t stand to not be in his arms a minute longer so you followed him into the shower and just wrapped your arms around his toned stomach while he showered not saying a word. little did you know in just a few days he’d be taking you on a vacation to barbados (somewhere you’ve been dying to visit) and while you both were there he planned on making you his forever by putting a fat rock on your finger.
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suzayaaa · 1 month
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ೃ⁀➷ BUCKET LIST ☆.。.:*
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𓆩⟡𓆪 pairing: friend!jisung x fem!reader
𓆩⟡𓆪 word count: 1.3k
𓆩⟡𓆪 themes: suggestive? just homies kissing
𓆩⟡𓆪 warnings: none?
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“No, maybe not this one… Oh!” You gasp as you read point twenty-four on the piece of paper in your hands, your slightly messy handwriting shining through. “Go to an arcade dressed as one of the Powerpuff Girls.”
You look at Jisung with an enthusiastic grin, lightly bouncing on the cotton couch of your friend’s living room. Your eyes meet his, dead silent, his elbow pushing into one of the dark grey pillows he is propped on.
“Does this bucket list include anything… not embarrassing to do in public?”
Your eyebrows raise at Jisung’s sceptical voice. For a split second, you wonder what’s embarrassing about looking good and having fun, but your mind quickly dismisses the dilemma and you try to remember having any mild ideas during the creation of the bucket list. The lightbulb next to your head doesn’t turn on though. Instead, you realize the said list is the result of the girls’ night you had with your friends last month with too much alcohol involved in the process.
“You have some high expectations…” You mumble more to yourself than him, reading through each sentence carefully, but soon enough give up when you see a little distorted ‘swim with the sharks’ under point five.
You side-eye Jisung. Embarrassing? No, but definitely dangerous and definitely not something he would be down for.
“You know, we can just grab some popcorn and watch One Piece.” Resigned, you put the list right next to Jisung’s half-empty energy drink bottle on the glass coffee table to scratch a specific spot on the back of your head, although nothing’s itchy.
Jisung stares at the bucket list for a moment, bringing his hand to play with his earlobe as he gets lost in his thoughts. After almost two years of knowing him, you already know it’s his unconscious sign that he’s considering the options, so you give him the space and look around his living room to occupy his restless self.
Even though his place is small (as expected with the ridiculously high prices of apartments in Seoul, despite the location being outside the city center), the living room has always felt spacious to you. You assume it’s the work of his friend Renjun, as they live together. You’d noticed his artistic soul and the ‘I’ll do it’ nature right away when you first met him. The green plants in the corner and the delicate decorations reflect Renjun’s personality much more than Jisung’s—the latter is all about unevenly taped posters on the walls and a mix of clothes, shoes, and items scattered all over his room’s floor.
“Give me that list,” Jisung suddenly says, stretching his limb out to take the paper from the coffee table. You flinch forward, your first instinct to stop him. You are comfortable with him, but some of the points are… private, to say the least. He raises a brow at you, the bucket list almost in his hand, waiting for your further reaction. Yes, the list is a bit much, but you shouldn’t be ashamed of your dreams, you think to yourself. You wave your hand at him dismissively and rest your head back on the couch.
Jisung takes the list and repositions himself on the couch. It takes a while, as his legs look uncomfortably long to be squished into a cross-legged position, but you don’t say anything, just watch him read the list after finally getting cozy. His reaction changes from a questioning frown to an agonizing sigh to a blank blink at least five times, and the silence has the blood rushing to your cheeks. You take a minute (long? Short? You don’t know, but definitely painful) to regret bringing the list to him and distract yourself again. The window curtains have never looked better.
Jisung points at the paper, looking at your blushed face, amused. “Kiss all of my friends and rate the experiences from best to worst.”
Yeah, the curtains are so interesting today.
“I don’t remember writing this,” you justify yourself, tapping your knee with your fingers. It is true—after all, it was the alcohol in you making the list. Then again, ‘drunk words, sober thoughts’, they say.
Jisung watches your embarrassed self as a smirk slowly grows on his lips. He chuckles to himself, shaking his head. “You’re a freak.”
Something about the way he says it boosts your confidence and you forget how hot your face feels. Your courage to make eye contact is back, and mirroring his smirk, you catch a new glint in his eyes you have never seen before. You eye him up and down and realize how good he looks in a plain t-shirt and baggy pants. Maybe it’s the simplicity, or the clothes’ shape just flatters his body. Either way, his looks do him justice without much effort. The mischievous sparkle in his eyes when he looks at you also suits him, by the way.
“Let’s do it.”
“Do what?” You tease, although you don’t have to ask to know what he means.
“Kiss,” he gets up from the couch to stand in front of you, resting his hands on the back of the couch as he hovers over your body. “Let’s kiss.”
Jisung’s stare is so intense it sends shivers down your spine, sending you deeper into the couch. He even looks intimidating like that, when he is only centimeters away from your face. His new confidence excites you, your heart pumping the blood into your veins faster. It probably beats louder too, but you don’t hear it. All of your attention is on Jisung and his hot breath brushing against your skin.
You wrap your hands around his neck, fingers immediately feeling the cold metal on his nape. You look at the silver chain hanging on his neck before bringing your eyes almost back to his, stopping a little lower—at his lips.
You’ve always been a risk-taker. Nothing can ever go wrong in your mind and the aftermath is never your worry. When you saw a ‘Caution! Wet floor’ sign in a shopping mall as a kid, you would purposefully speed up your walk, laughing to the bits if you fell. Skipping class in high school wasn’t scary despite the consequences you had to face, at least you had fun. Moving out of your parents’ house a little too early—it was tough, but you handled it. Kissing your friend?
“Let’s see which place you’ll get,” is what you whisper before smashing your lips into his.
It’s messy at first, the flames in you not knowing if you want to ease each other’s fire or add even more fuel to it. It’s unexpected, the way your lips fit with his just right, but you love it. Your fingers tighten on Jisung’s nape, the other hand moving into his hair as you pull him closer, prompting him into your body. His hand moves to your neck, thumb lifting your chin to deepen the kiss.
He tastes like the cherry chapstick you bought for him after you noticed his once-dry lips that are now tasting your sweet lipgloss. Like a siren call, it’s something you cannot resist no matter how hard you try. Not that you want to, anyway. The adrenaline only grows in you with each touch, making you bolder, leaving you wanting more. But Jisung knows better than to turn into a starving animal. He pulls away, keeping your face at a small enough distance for you to not hunt your prey down.
“So,” he breathes out, thumb brushing over your lip, “what’s the ranking?”
You take a moment to admire the pink blush and satisfied smile on his face, wrapping your finger around his necklace to bring him closer again, foreheads clashing lightly.
“Not sure yet…” You smile, your leg pushing his hip to flip him around, seat him on the couch, and staddle him, “might have to check again.”
“Yeah, let’s make sure,” he loops his arms around your waist, pulling you into a kiss once more.
The best.
That’s the ranking.
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skymoral · 3 months
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Hear me out...
Wedding night smut with our dear darling ice man
I already know homie is fighting some fr demons (aggressive breeding fetish)
Awwww a wedding night smut honeymoon, would be like romantic💘 🥰 he can’t resist such a beautiful thing in front of him.
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🩵 LOVELY NIGHT 🩵
Bi-Han x Wife F!Reader
Summary: Bi-Han wants you and he wants you NOW!
Tags: Wedding, soft smut, breeding kink, love in the night, special night, romance
A/N: Can you feel the love tonight!
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You and Bi-Han had a lovely Chinese wedding, with your family here. You were in a Chinese wedding gown, and you were like truly happy.
It was truly a lovely day, and after the wedding while you and Bi-Han’s family was enjoying the venue after the wedding.
You know that Bi-Han seemed very impatient and slightly frustrated after the wedding. Whenever you were talking just with some of your family and guest.
After walking way from your friends, your husband as of today. Grabbed you by the hand, pulling you away inside the temple.
Your girlfriends wave to you winking at you, “Have fun Y/N!”
You rolled your eyes, as you noticed he didn’t bring you to y’all shared room. But somewhere more secluded, “Where are we going?” You asked curiously.
“Wait and see my grandmistress.”
“Ooh I like the sound of that.” You blushed.
He finally brought you into a beautiful lit room, with candles and with a big sun roof. Showcasing the bright moon illuminating the room with its light. The room was surrounded by all kinds of different blue plants and a fountain. With a really big blue silk bed with petals on it.
“Bi-Han this is Bea-“ You couldn’t finish the compliment as Bi-Han took your lips. Gripping you around the waist holding you close to him.
As he pulled you closer to the bed, breaking the kiss and pushing you down.
“Quite thirsty are we?” You smirked.
“If I waited any longer, I would’ve had to end everything for everyone early.” He said, as he was taking his clothes off.
He crawled on top of the bed, pulling your leg. Bring you closer to him, “Please be gentle grandmaster. Sense It’s our wedding night, I want it to be sweet and special.” You pleaded with sweet eyes.
Asking him to do that, would be him trying to hold back. When all he wants to do is fuck you hard non-stop for days on in… but he wanted you to feel good to, and it was a special night for both of you.
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“I will do as you please.” He grabbed your hand kissing the back of your palm. You smiled, using your foot to create a slight distance between you too.
He quickly grabbed it and brought it up to his mouth. Sucking your toes and licking it, you did NOT know Bi-Han was a foot kinda guy(A/N: neither did I).
“B-B-Bi-Han…” you covered half your face with your sleeves, blushing and squirming at the feel. He went from the foot all the way down your legs, till he flipped your legs over your head
Biting, sucking, and kissing your ass cheek. “B-Bi-Han *MOAN* Aaah…. T-That’s to hard.”
He made that part of your ass red. He did the same motion to the other, you were already wet from the sensation.
You told him to be gentle, not slow and torturing. He pulled you into his lap with one strong pull, kissing you hard. His hands roaming your body.
Trying to pull your dress off, you helped him. Till you were completely naked and exposed. He kissed your neck, before biting hard in it. You moaned loudly.
Which was driving him crazy, you whispered “Grandmaster” in his ear. As you began grinding against his hard rock cock, concealed in his pants.
“I need you grandmaster.” You looked him in his eyes, kissing him gently. That was the last straw, he shoved you back down on the bed. Revealing his hard member.
“You’re doing this on purpose.” He said, shoving himself quickly filling you up all the way. As he kept thrusting deep and hard into you.
“Nǐ shuō nǐ xiǎng yào tián de, dàn nǐ qíshí xiǎng yào zhège!”(You say you wanted sweet, but you really want this!)
You never heard Bi-Han speak in his native tongue. It turned you on completely. He felt you tightened around him. He pushed your legs over your head to thrust deeper.
Your faces inches away, he smirked at your reaction.
“Nǐ zhège āng zāng de jìnǚ, nǐ xǐhuān wǒ shuō lìng yī zhǒng yǔyán!”(You dirty whore, you like it when I speak another language!)
He choked you with his free hand, as he thrusted faster. His face coming close to your ear, “Wǒ de qíngfù xiǎng shēng wǒ de háizi ma……wǒ huì rì rì yè yè cāo nǐ, zhídào nǐ zhème zuò wéizhǐ!”(Does my mistress want to bare my children… I will fuck you day and night, till you do!)
You didn’t know what he said, but you both were close to your peak. “Nǐ huì gěi wǒ yīgè jìchéngrén!”(You will GIVE ME AN HEIR!)
“Tā mā de! Wǒ gāocháole!”(Fuck! I’m cumming)
You both came together, you came harder than before. That you passed out from pleasure.
Bi-Han kissed on your temple, covering you both as he let you rest. Y’all will wash up together tomorrow.
“Shuì dé hǎo… My Queen.” He was looking forward to having a week alone with you only. Basically fucking every morning and before bed.
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A/N: I see I’m not the only one that wants to bear his children lol. Also I don’t know why, but hearing Bi-Han speak his native language… fuck it’s so sexy in his deep voice
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rzyraffek · 9 months
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Guys I suffer from jojo brainrot, I know its not my usual writing , but I need to get this out of my system. NO SPOILERS they/them pronouns, sfw, Request open
Also for obvious (and legal) reasons in josuke and okayasu ones reader is like 16.
Also I didnt finish jojo part4 yet so some stuff might be eee not accurate?
More jjba dating headcanons!!
Including Kars, Santana, young Joseph, Jonathan, Josuke, Speedwagon, Okuyasu
Kars
Homie will litteraly pet them. My guy has god complex, thinks that humans are so so smol and so so tiny
Picks them up like some lil baby and probably carries them around everywhere
S/o mostly just vibes in his huge mansion while Kars plots some evil emo stuff (again)
Quick reminder that this guy was doing ah mimimimi ah mimimimimi😴 for last few centuries so s/o has to explain him a lot of stuff
Imagine him getting jumpscared bcs your phone made a noise, or him just walking up to light switch and turing lights on and off repeatedly. Mans fascinated
Also guy is a walking muscle so no matter how big or smol s/o is they going to be picked up and carried around, probably he uses only one hand too btw
Pls brush his hair he will litteraly melt
Santana
...
"Human why you carry tiny talking square everywhere? Is it magical?"
My guy will take their phone and 'accidently' take 50selfies, but not in sexy way, but in 'his face is zoomed to camera and you see only his eyes and forehead' way
His love language is quality time, understanding and gifts
Hates germans btw
Will give them random stuff, like he will litteraly bring them a microwave and be like "human explain meaning of this". But also gives them shiny rocks, jewellery, hair accessories. If s/o wants a new car, my man gonna litteraly pick up first car he sees and bring it to them
I am convinced he eats food with his bare hands. S/o has to give him tutoral how to use knife and fork, he won't like it >:(
Young Joseph
Homeboy hands are everywhere, if my guy doesn't hold their hand, he is putting his hands on s/o shoulders or waist or just kisses them
Doing make-up together. And nails. And hair. All of this while shittalking his enemies and talking about all the drama.
Tequila Joseph first dragqueen in history btw
Never go on plane with him, no matter how romantinc he promises it will be. Do not
Also makes fun of Ceasar that Joseph was the first one to find a partner not him😍
S/o and Ceasar probably meet up sometimes to just complain about how dumb Joseph sometiems is😭
Will litteraly do anything to impress them frfr
Jonathan
Not boyfriend, but Husband material
My guy will be on walk with his homie speedwagon and litteraly act like teenager girl with crush. All blushy, shy and asking for advices
Gives them handfuls of flowers, but like Jonathan's sized handful (alot)
Loves walking with s/o and holding hands ofc
My boy will blush and die if s/o does first move
Pls s/o beat dio up he sucks
The best boy husband
Josuke
Bros gonna be so protective, like fr my guy will be worried if s/o goes to shop and doesn't come back in more than 20minutes
He will blush if s/o tries to hold his hand
Mumbles a lot about hair routine and hair products, and probably likes to comb s/o hair
Okayasu probably cried when he found out that Josuke has a partner btw
The sweetest boy alive
Guy will accidentally spoil them. Also they are basicly immortal due to all crazy daimon stuff
If s/o sees stands... OMG PLS pls hug his lil man, his stand i mean. It looks very hugable
Playing video games when s/o and josuke lied to his mom that you came over to teach him some school stuff>>
Okuyasu
This dude
This guy
Will litteraly beat anyone up, for no reason anyways. He just do be like that.
He is very dumb, please be patient
Isn't romantic, he tries to act cool and tough, but he is unintentionally cute! Like he will go to s/o house in middle of day, knock on door and he like "sup babygrill I bought you some ice cream"
If you guys play any kind of competitive game he might let them win! But he never tell them that of course
Also he is very physical, but not in romantic/sexy way but in 'dub me up homie/sup give me high five' hes very bromance. he also enjoys just leaning on them, like yall just stand waiting for bus and this dude will put like half his body weight on them
Once he had a nightmare and called them at 3am
Speedwagon
Btw sorry that characters are all over place and not organised, I am sleeby
My guy will shank anyone for you babe
Talks, a lot. So if s/o is a listener type, they will get along well
Goes to Jonathan and asks for advices about relationships!
S/o steals his hat and he pretends that he's offended, but pls dont stop you look cute!
My guy is very very...unorganised... total mess of a men if it comes to life. I dont even know if he has a house btw
Cuddles on couch when he's sure that noone is around>>>
Will read them to bed if that helps s/o fall asleep
He has poor eyesight but he doesnt wear glasses. Bonk him pls
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cupajoscafe · 1 year
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Night In | Shikamaru Nara x OC
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YOOOOOOOO WHATS GOOD HOMIES I HOPE YALL ARE HAVIN A GREAT DAY!!!! i finally finished the art so that means i CAN POST THIS FIC HEHEHEH this was a lot of fun to write, it was another self indulgent piece of smut from my oc's story!! i really dont know if i have much else to say about this tbh 🧍‍♀️ i guess other than if you dont like ocs or fics about ocs then just go somewhere else bc thats all i post here HAHAHAH ANYWAYS ill be posting the full art on my twitter account and then be linking to it when it's up! i hope yall like this i really worked hard on it 💜
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Pairings: Shikamaru Nara x OC
Word Count: 9.5k
Genre: Smut
Warnings: None
Contents: 18+ MINORS DNI. Pre-established relationship, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, toy use, anal, spanking, breeding kink, overstimulation, squirting, sir kink, use of "daddy", unprotected sex, creampie with the intent of impregnation. Entirely self indulgent. No editing, we die like women. If I missed any, please let me know!
Summary: While having a nice night to themselves, Shikamaru's wife tells him that their son wants a little sibling.
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Being a parent to a toddler was hard work. The diaper changing, the clean up after playtime, the meal making, not to mention the fatigue from constant sleepless nights. Shikamaru was lucky in that regard; he spent most of his time at work as Kakashi's right hand helping him run the village. He did his best to help out when he could, of course, but since his job was so demanding, it meant that Yuuna was at home most of the time looking after their son. It was exhausting.
But none of that was even the worst part. The hardest thing was the fact that their time together was so limited. Because Shikamaru was always at work, he often didn't come home until late, and rarely had any time off. And when he did get home, Shikaro would fuss and the couple would have to find a way to calm down their son. By the time he was feeling better and had fallen back to sleep, they would be too exhausted to spend time together and would go right to bed. So when Yuuna's brother offered to babysit for the night, she couldn't have been more excited.
"You're serious? You'll look after him tonight?" She grinned, holding her son in her arms. Shikaro reached a hand out to his uncle and touched his face, running his little hand across the burn scar over Tetsuya's left eye.
"Yeah, totally!" He confirmed with a chuckle as his nephew curiously explored the damaged skin on his face. "I know you could have pawned him off on Shikamaru's mom, but it's been a while since I've had some quality time with my little buddy."
Shikaro reached out to grab Tetsuya. The man took his nephew from his sister and held him up, planting a smooch on the toddler's cheek. The toddler cooed happily, wrapping his arms around his uncle's neck. Yuuna let out a giggle watching her brother dote on her son and sighed.
"Thank you, Tetsuya. You have no idea how much this means." She gave her brother a sincere smile, extending a hand out to touch him gently on the arm.
"Hey, it's no problem. I figured that since I'm cleared of missions until the weekend, I could lend a helping hand." He looked at Shikaro and hoisted him up a little, shifting his weight. "You and Shikamaru both work so hard and could use a break, so it's the least I can do as your brother."
She smiled at him again and looked over at her son. "Whaddya say, buddy? Do you wanna hang out with uncle Tetsuya tonight?"
"Yah yah!!" He clapped, looking down at his uncle. "Unco Tetsu, Unco Tetsu!!"
"I'll take that as a yes, huh?" Tetsuya laughed, planting another kiss on the toddler's cheek.
"C'mon buddy, let's go see daddy at work and then we'll get ready, okay?" Yuuna said as she grabbed Shikaro from her brother's arms.
"Yah yah!! Gonna see daddy!" He exclaimed excitedly.
"I'll stop by around three and drop him off. That work for you?" She suggested, turning back to her brother.
"Yeah, sounds perfect." Tetsuya smiled. He grabbed Shikaro's hand and squeezed it gently. "I'll see you soon, little man!"
The siblings turned and walked away from one another with a wave, and Shikaro called out after him.
"Baibai Unco Tetsu!!" He exclaimed with a smile, waving happily after him. He looked up at his mother and she met his eyes. "I get to play wif Unco Tetsu today mama!!"
"You sure do, buddy!" She giggled, nuzzling her nose against his. "Are you excited?"
Shikaro nodded and turned back to watch his uncle walking away. "Mama, I wanna brover to play wif me and Unco Tetsu!" He turned back to look at his mom, who stopped walking for a minute to look at him. "Can I have a brover? Pweeeeeease?"
Yuuna had to stop herself from bursting into laughter before she continued on their commute. "Maybe. I'll have to see what daddy says. No promises."
The walk to the Hokage's office didn't take long. As Yuuna walked down the hall, two members of Team Guy were leaving the office. Shikaro noticed the familiar faces and demanded to say hi to his auntie and uncle. Neji had to practically pry Tenten away from the toddler so they wouldn't be late for their mission. Once the duo was gone, Yuuna walked up to the office door and knocked lightly, waiting for the invitation into the room.
"Come on in," Kakashi called out from behind the wood. Yuuna opened the door and smiled brightly as she locked eyes with her husband.
"Hey, what are you two doing here?" Shikamaru chuckled, walking over to his family. He turned to Kakashi, "Sorry, do you mind if I excuse myself for a sec?"
"Of course, take your time." Kakashi grinned. 
The Nara turned back to his wife and son and placed his hand on her back as he gently escorted them out of the office and guided them a little ways down the hall. Shikaro reached out for his father who happily held him in his arms.
"Not that I'm not happy to see you two," He started, looking from Shikaro to Yuuna. "But what are you doing here? You don't usually come by the office."
"Well, I have some good news!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "My brother wanted to look after Shikaro tonight, to give us a break! Which means if you're not here too late, we can finally have an evening to ourselves!"
"I'm gonna play wif Unco Tetsu today!" Shikaro reiterated, enthusiastically throwing his hands up into the air.
"Oh, is that so?" Shikamaru grinned looking at his son. The boy nodded his head. "Well, that sure sounds like it's gonna be a whole lot of fun, huh?"
"Yah yah!! Gonna hab a play day!" Shikaro clapped his hands together. Shikamaru looked at his wife and raised an eyebrow.
"You know my mother's gonna have a fit when she finds out that he's staying with Tetsuya and not her, right?" He chuckled. 
"Yoshino's had plenty of time with him!" Yuuna countered. "Not that I'm not grateful for the help she's given us, but she always jumps at the opportunity. So when Tetsuya offered, of course I said yes. I figured it would be nice for him to have some uncle-nephew time with him, y'know?"
He hoisted Shikaro up a little and softened his expression slightly. "Just don't tell my mother that. She's gonna be on my butt for not being able to dote on her grandson."
Yuuna giggled and took a step closer to him, placing her arms on his. "Don't worry, she'll never know." She stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips. "So, think you can finish early tonight? Thought we could cook dinner together and then maybe watch a movie or something."
He looked over his shoulder at the office door, then back to his wife. "It's been pretty slow today, I think I can swing that."
She bounced on her toes excitedly and clapped her hands. "Awesome!! I'm dropping Shikaro off at Tetsuya's in about an hour and a half. I can start dinner when I get back."
They began to head back towards the office. Shikamaru looked down at Yuuna as they walked and smiled. "I can probably be home around four, if that works." 
She nodded as she curled her fingers around the doorknob. "That's perfect." She opened the door and the couple walked back into the office. Shikaro's eyes lit up when he saw Kakashi and he cooed happily. She took him from her husband and held him closely.
"Everything alright?" The Hokage asked casually. The couple nodded.
"We're finally getting a break tonight and I wanted to plan dinner, that's all." She giggled. 
Kakashi hummed and leaned back in his chair. "That's good to hear. You deserve it with how hard the two of you work."
"It's been kinda dead today, think I can call it early?" Shikamaru asked, turning to look from his wife to Kakashi. The Hokage looked down at the stack of paperwork on his desk and swiveled in his chair a little.
"I think once we get through this stack, I can handle the rest for the day." His eyes crinkled as he smiled under his mask. Shikamaru gave a subtle smirk as he turned to look at his wife and son.
"There you go, you heard it yourself." He spoke, placing his hands in his pockets as he shifted his weight. "Gimme a few hours and I'll be home, sound good?"
Yuuna beamed up at her husband and nodded. "That sounds perfect." She turned back towards Kakashi and gave a small bow. "Sorry for showing up unexpectedly, thanks for letting me talk to him."
Kakashi chuckled and waved a hand dismissively in front of his face. "No, no, it's no problem. You're welcome to stop by whenever you like, you know." He took note of the toddler staring and cooing at him, then waved at him. "And Shikaro is welcome to visit his father any time he likes, too." 
Yuuna hoisted the child up a little and chuckled. "Shikaro, say hi to Lord Hokage!" She requested, waving her hand at Kakashi to demonstrate. He looked at his mother and then at Kakashi and smiled, waving back at him like she was.
"Hi Lord Hokage!" He chimed, waving excitedly. The adults smiled at him and all chuckled in unison.
"Alright, well, we'll let you guys get back to work." Yuuna sighed with a grin, turning to face her husband. She reached up onto her tiptoes to plant a kiss onto his lips. "I'll see you when you get home, baby."
Shikamaru placed a hand on her arm as she kissed him, stroking it gently when she pulled away. "Sounds good." He looked down at his son and cupped his hand around the back of his head gently and leaned down to plant a loving kiss on his forehead. "Be good for mommy and Uncle Tetsuya, okay?"
Shikaro clapped and nodded. "Okay, I pwomise!!"
They shared their goodbyes and went back to work and Yuuna headed back home to the Nara residence. Once home, she let Shikaro run around the house to collect his favourite toys and pajamas while she packed his essentials. He came running back with two armfuls of different toys and stuffed animals he wanted to bring, but they managed to narrow it down to three items after some fussing. She let him hold onto one and packed away the other two. Once his bag was packed and ready to go, she threw together some quick snacks for him to eat before she brought him over to her brother. Whatever he didn't eat she packed away into a lunch box and included it with his overnight bag.
The time to leave came quickly, and Shikaro couldn't have been more excited. He made the decision to walk instead of having his mother carry him. Yuuna walked close beside her son and watched as he waddled along, holding his hand and guiding him in the proper direction. When they reached Tetsuya's apartment Shikaro ran inside with an excited screech. The siblings laughed and Yuuna handed off Shikaro's overnight bag to Tetsuya. She called her son over to say goodbye, picking him up and planting a motherly kiss on the child's lips. She hugged her son tightly and set him down and he ran back off into his uncle's house. She then pulled Tetsuya into a hug as well. They exchanged goodbyes and then went their separate ways.
On the way home, she decided to stop by the market and pick up some ingredients for dinner. Once they were purchased she headed home and began to sift through her fridge and cupboards to find everything that they'd need to make their meal. It wasn't long into the preparations when she heard the front door open.
"Hey, I'm home." Shikamaru called out from the hallway. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his flak jacket, setting it down on the couch as he passed by the living room. He wandered into the kitchen and stood behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist and leaning down to press a kiss to the side of her head. "I haven't heard the house this quiet in years."
"I know, and we have all night to enjoy it!" Yuuna giggled as she started peeling a potato. She turned her head slightly to look at him and smiled. "Now come help, I wanna cook together!"
He sighed and kissed her head again, releasing her from his grip. He reached into the drawer and pulled out a large kitchen knife and began to chop the carrots that Yuuna had already peeled. They stood at the kitchen counter together, enjoying one another's company as they prepped their dinner. Once everything had been cooked, Yuuna poured them some drinks and they sat down at the dinner table to eat. They took the time to catch up with everything that they'd missed from the other. Having a toddler and different schedules made it difficult sometimes to hold casual conversations, so they hadn't had a chance in quite some time to be able to sit down to talk the way they were doing now. They kept their conversation going all throughout dinner, and when they were finished eating they helped one another clean up. When the last dish was washed, they brought their drinks over to the sofa where they sat cuddled up next to one another. Yuuna looked up at her husband and smiled over her wine glass.
"Cheers to having the house to ourselves for a change." She chuckled, holding her glass up in front of her. Shikamaru eyed her wine glass with a grin and chuckled, clinking his glass against hers.
"I'll drink to that." He smirked, taking a sip of his beer. 
He draped his arm around the back of the couch, letting his fingers trace circles on her shoulder. She rested her hand on his thigh, running it up and down his leg as she took another sip of wine.
"I love you, baby." She hummed, looking into his eyes. He planted his hand down on her shoulder and pulled her in close to him, pressing his lips against hers in a sweet kiss. He pulled away after a minute and looked into her emerald gaze.
"I love you too, noodle." He grinned, closing the gap between them again. She hummed contently against his lips, then pulled away to take another sip of her drink. 
They sat there for a moment, looking into each other's eyes, tensions slowly building as the alcohol in their systems gradually began to take effect. He continued to rub her shoulder, slipping his hand underneath her sweater to drag his fingernails along her bare skin. Her hand began to move higher and higher up his leg every time she stroked back up his thigh. She shifted a little, moving closer to him with a goofy smile on her face.
"So Shikaro was asking about wanting a brother today." She mentioned, heat rising to her face. Shikamaru took another sip of his beer and placed the empty glass down on the coffee table in front of them.
"Oh he did, did he?" He spoke quietly, inching his face closer to hers and resting his now free hand on her knee. Yuuna finished off her wine, placing her empty glass down to accompany his on the table.
"Mhmm," she nodded, looking between his mocha eyes with a smile, "He was saying he wished he had a brother to take on his play dates and asked me if he could have one."
"And what did you tell him?" He began to rub his hand from her knee up her thigh. She bit her lip lightly as she felt her heart pounding.
"I told him I'd have to ask daddy." She reached her free hand up to cup his face, rubbing her thumb along his cheek as she looked at his lips.
"Well, whaddya think? Should we give him a sibling?" He pulled her closer to him, their lips barely touching, "'Cause daddy wouldn't mind fucking another baby into you."
She let out a shaky breath, her eyelids fluttering at the words that dripped off his tongue like honey. A tightness arose in the pit of her stomach and she surged forward, pressing her lips hard enough against his to make him lean back. She glided her hand up his thigh and over his crotch, rubbing his stiffening erection with a smile. He let out a low groan at the stimulation, in turn sliding his hand down from her shoulder to her breast. He massaged her flesh between his fingers, pulling it out from her bra for easier access. She parted her lips and dragged her tongue across his mouth, pushing it past lips to meet his. He leaned forward and pushed her down onto her back, rolling her sweater up to her collarbone and unclasping her bra. He began to knead her tits between his fingers as his tongue lashed against hers, slating a knee between her legs as she ground down against it.
"So desperate, I guess you do want daddy to fuck a baby into you, huh?" He growled hungrily, tugging at her lip with his teeth as he flicked his thumbs over her nipples. She let out a quiet moan, breathing heavily as she rutted her hips upwards against his knee. He kissed her again, their tongues meeting in a heated dance for a moment before he pulled away. "No need to be quiet this time, there's nobody else here. I wanna hear just how good I make you feel."
Shikamaru shifted his head down just enough to be able to take one of her nipples into his mouth, flicking at the bud with his tongue. She let out another quiet moan into the air. Unimpressed, he bit down on her nipple harshly, eliciting a loud yelp from his wife.
"Ow, what the fuck was that?" Yuuna scolded, brows furrowed and face flushed. He licked at the nub again, sucking on it gently.
"I said you don't have to be quiet." He pulled away from her chest with a loud pop and looked into her eyes with a mischievous smile. "I wanna hear every noise that comes out of that pretty little mouth of yours, and I want to hear it loud. Gotta hear how good I make you feel."
Before she could respond he immediately took her nipple into his mouth again, flicking his tongue against it quickly as he pinched the other between his fingers. She moaned again, louder this time. He smiled against her skin as he kneaded her breast in his hand, a hungry growl resonating in the back of his throat.
"That's my girl," He huffed as he continued to lap at her sensitive nipple. She rolled her hips forward against his knee again and brought one hand up to the back of his head, threading her fingers through his hair and loosening it from his hair tie. She breathed out another sultry moan and could feel his lips turning up into a smile against her skin. "Fuck, you're so needy, aren't you?"
"Gimme a break, it's been a minute since the last time we fucked." She joked with a pant, reaching her hand down into his trousers to curl her fingers around his girth. He let out a loud groan and bit down lightly on her nipple as he rutted his hips into her hand. She smirked down at him and bit her lip. "Looks like you're just as needy for me, huh?"
He pulled away from her with a pop, her breast bouncing as it settled against her chest again. Shikamaru frowned down at her and sucked the air through his teeth, his face flushing red as her grin grew wider.
"What's the matter?" She cooed, giving his cock a few steady pumps and running her thumb over his slit. He huffed out another low groan, his eyes shutting as his hips involuntarily bucked forward into her handq9. "You're not getting flustered, are you?"
He opened his eyes and grimaced, furrowing his brows as he swiftly shifted his thigh from between her legs and replaced it with his fingers, slipping them under her leggings and gliding them over her soaking panties. She opened her mouth to gasp but he shoved his tongue into her mouth to stifle the noise before she could. "Would you just shut up and let me take care of you?" He growled as he pulled away for breath, the small string of saliva that connected their tongues dissipating. "Quit being such a pain and let me take the reins, would you?"
Yuuna's eyelids closed half way as she looked up at her husband. Normally she would be a bit more stubborn and protest, but tonight was different. It was the first time in months that they'd been able to be together like this without having to worry about being too loud or too discreet. So she decided to bite her tongue, just this once. She smiled up at him and spread her knees apart, allowing him to move his hand freely. He scoffed in response, moving in to kiss her again as he slipped his hand under her panties to touch her bare skin. She moaned loudly into his mouth, removing her hand from inside his pants and wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him in closer. 
"That's more like it." He slid his fingers through her folds, slicking them with her arousal before dipping his middle finger into her sex. He began to leisurely move his digit in and out of her hole, closing the gap between their faces again with a slow, passionate kiss. "Such a good girl, so wet for me." He chuckled as he pulled away for air, adding a second finger to stretch her out a little more. She bit her lip and moaned with a smile, looking up at him as she ground her hips against his hand.
"'Cause you make me feel so good," She whispered, running her hands along his arms. He smirked down at her and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah?" He inquired, tilting his head to the side a bit with a grin. He continued to move his hand at a slow and steady pace, his eyes fixated on her emerald gaze. "Why don't you tell me just how good I make you feel, huh?" He began to move his wrist quicker, feeling her walls clench around his fingers. She panted and tugged at the sleeves of his shirt, grinding down hard against his hand.
"So good," She whimpered, her brows turning upward in a longing expression. "Fuck, feels so good, love it when you play with my pussy baby."
He felt his cock twitch under his pants as she spoke so boldly, slowing his wrist movement again and diving down to take one of her nipples between his lips once more. He lashed at it with his tongue, and when he was done he dragged his mouth across her chest to the other one to do the same. She moaned loudly again, in turn causing Shikamaru to groan against her flesh. He trailed his tongue up her chest to her collarbone, then to her neck, then to the shell of her ear. He suckled on her earlobe as he continued to thrust his fingers into her.
"Daddy's gonna fuck you so good tonight." He growled into her ear, tracing his tongue along her earlobe before shifting to look down at her with a devilish grin. The look alone was enough to make her cunt throb. He felt her clench around his fingers and he slid them out of her hole to circle her clit. "Sounds like you're into that, aren't you?"
She nodded her head and ground her hips against his digits, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck to pull him into a kiss. As soon as their lips met, they let their tongues explore the other's mouth, swirling around in a heated dance. Shikamaru slipped both hands into the elastic waistband of Yuuna's leggings and underwear, and slid them down past her ankles and off of her legs. He began to shift backwards on the couch, kissing down her neck as he went. His lips traveled to her collarbone, then across the expanse of her chest, then down to her stomach, and then stopped as he hovered his lips above her aching clit. He massaged her inner thighs, squeezing them and running his hands up and down, pulling apart her folds to get a good look at her dripping, trembling hole. He shifted forward slightly to kiss her clit, and again, and again, spreading her pussy open. She whimpered at the sensation, bucking her hips forward. He looked up at her as he held her lips open, kissing her nerves again.
"What's the matter?" He grumbled with a sly grin on his face, his lips just barely touching her flesh as he spoke.
She grabbed onto the back of his head and tried to pull him forward but he didn't budge. She tried to grind her hips forward but he pulled back every time, denying her the relief she wanted. "C-C'mon, please, I need it," She whined, brows turning up to look at her husband desperately.
"Need what?" He chuckled as he continued to pull apart her folds, teasing her further. "You know I can't give you what you want unless you tell me what it is."
Her face burned hot. He did this every time, and he knew it was a surefire way to get her flustered and submissive. She bit down on her lip and gripped down onto his head. "L-Lick my p-pussy," She whispered, averting his gaze. He squinted at her and called out to her to bring her attention back to him.
"If you're gonna tell me what you want, you better look me in the eyes when you tell me," He growled between her legs, "Otherwise I'm not doing a goddamn thing."
She could feel her cunt trembling again as he scolded her. She swallowed and looked him in the eyes, face hot and flushed, "I–...I want you to l-lick my pussy, please," She pleaded quietly. Her clit throbbed as he spread her cunt open again, swallowing as she saw him smile.
"I don't quite think I heard you." He growled, breath hot on her skin, his lips once again barely touching her sensitive bud. She gripped down tightly onto his head, grasping at his hair, watching him with needy eyes.
"I want you to lick my pussy," She spoke loudly, her body trembling as she felt the build up of pressure in her gut, desperate for release. "Please, I w-want you to lick my pussy and make me cum…!!"
Without another word, Shikamaru dove forward and began lashing his tongue against her clit and she immediately let out a lewd moan that echoed through their empty home. She ground down against his tongue as it lapped at her clit, pulling one of her hands up to her breast to massage the flesh between her fingers. He let out a soft groan at the taste of her on his tongue, wrapping his arms around her thighs and holding her against his mouth as he continued to devour her sex like he'd never get another chance. He dug his fingernails into her thighs and nodded his head along as he licked from her entrance to her clit and then back, dipping his tongue into her entrance and fucking her with his mouth. 
She moaned out loud again, flicking her thumb over her nipple as her other hand buried itself in Shikamaru's hair, watching as he ate her pussy like a starved animal. He groaned again at the taste of her on his tongue, pulling out of her clenching walls and whipping his tongue against her puffy clit. Her breathing became laboured as the telltale signs of her approaching orgasm were drawing closer. He shifted one hand from her thigh, inserting two fingers into her hole as he began to thrust. She bucked her hips forward, grinding against his face as her moans got louder and louder, doing nothing but spurring him on more. He grinned as she squirmed around, using his free hand to press down hard against her womb, keeping her in place.
"C'mon, baby, cum for Daddy," He grunted, watching her blissful expression as he pleasured her. He could feel her walls tightening around his fingers and the corners of his mouth turned up into a smug smile as he listened to her falling apart on his tongue. "Atta girl, cum for me, yeah?"
With his instruction, Yuuna's back arched up off of the couch as she rode his tongue and fingers, her eyes rolling back into her skull with a lewd moan as she climaxed. Her body shook and squirmed as she rolled her hips against his face, riding out her orgasm, panting to catch her breath. He continued to suckle on her aching clit as she came around his fingers, lips pulled into a triumphant smile as he watched her expression of pure ecstacy. As she came down from her high she bucked her hips and writhed around, her entire body sensitive from her orgasm. He pulled his fingers out from her soaking cunt and sat up, crawling overtop of her with a huff. He  leaned in close and shoved his tongue past her lips, cupping the back of her head with one hand as he held her face against his. A lewd moan slipped out of her throat at the taste of her pussy on his tongue and it sent a throb right between her legs. He pulled away to catch his breath and she panted beneath him, eyes glassed over with pleasure.
"You're gonna walk over to the bedroom, get naked, then get on the bed on all fours. Your ass better be up in the air by the time I get in there, understood?" He growled, glaring down at her with a primal hunger in his eyes. She nodded her head a few times and was shifting to get off the couch. Unsatisfied with her response, Shikamaru scoffed and gave her a light slap on the cheek. He grabbed her face between his fingers and squished her face, forcing her to look up at him. "Is that how you address me?"
"Y-Yes sir," She answered again, speech impaired slightly from his hand squeezing her lips together. He smirked and released her face, pulling back from her to allow her to sit up. 
She scooted off the couch and quickly made her way to their bedroom. Shikamaru watched her as she walked down the hallway, making sure to get a good look at her ass as it bounced with every step she took. When she was out of sight he let out a satisfied chuckle. With one arm draped over the back of the sofa, he moved the other down to fist his cock and give it a few steady strokes. When he heard the creaking of their bed, he stood up and walked down the hallway to the threshold of their bedroom. As he had requested of her, Yuuna had removed her clothes and was laying face down on the bed, her legs spread and her ass up in the air. He smirked and strolled over to the bed, removing his trousers, and sunk his knees into the mattress behind her. 
He ran his hands along the expanse of her ass, giving it a squeeze before landing a harsh spank against her skin. She jolted and let out a yelp. He massaged her ass cheek to ease the pain before repeating the process until the skin was burning bright red. He fisted his cock again and gave it a few steady pumps before sliding it through her dripping folds a few times, then pulled his hips back and slapped his shaft against her asshole. He wrapped her ass cheeks around his cock as he began to slowly grind his hips forward. She let out a quiet, needy moan at the sensation, feeling her cunt throb at the thought of his cock inside her.
"F-Fuck, p-please," She whined, wiggling her hips invitingly. "N-Need it, n-need your cock."
He leaned forward, pressing his chest against her back, kissing the back of her neck. "What do you need, huh?"
"Fuck me," She replied without hesitation, backing her hips up against him. "Need your cock inside me, n-need you to stretch me out, p-please…!"
He chuckled at her desperation and kissed her neck again, then down her back. He sat up and ran his cock through her folds again, coating it with her arousal before pushing the head of his cock past her entrance. He pushed his hips forward and buried his cock deep into her cunt, the head of his cock pressing against her cervix. She mewled loudly, the position allowing him to hit deep into her pussy. She began to bounce her hips on his cock, her face pressed into the pillows as she panted. He grabbed a handful of her ass and squeezed the skin, gripping onto it tightly as he matched her pace. 
The room quickly filled with the sounds of lewd squelching, skin slapping, and lustful moans. Shikamaru tipped his head to the side as he watched his cock disappear into her cunt, fucking hard into her soaking pussy with ease. He let one hand rest at his side and pressed the other flat against the small of her back, holding her down. He huffed with a devilish grin as an idea crossed his mind. He spat down onto her asshole and circled it with the pad of his thumb. Yuuna's body reacted to the sensation and he could feel her walls tightening around his cock. He then slowly inserted his thumb past her rim down to the first knuckle.
"Fuuuuuck–...!!" She moaned, her eyes rolling back as he began to thrust his thumb in and out of her asshole in rhythm with his cock.
"Like that, don't you?" He grunted, sinking his thumb deeper into her hole. She nodded in agreement, moving one of her hands to her clit where she began to rub it with her fingers. He felt her walls clench around his cock again and he pulled his thumb from her ass, spitting down on it again and inserting his middle and ring fingers instead. She groaned hungrily as he scissored his digits inside her hole, bouncing her ass harder against his cock and fingers, flicking quickly at her clit. "Yeah, that's a good girl."
Her eyes crossed and her brows furrowed upwards as she felt her orgasm drawing close. He inserted a third finger into her ass, thrusting hard as his cock throbbed inside her cunt. It was enough to push her over the edge, and she screamed out loud as she came around his cock, rubbing her clit fast as she let her orgasm take over her body. She twitched underneath him, her knees trembling as she continued to slowly trace circles around her clit and back her hips up against him.
"Look at you, falling apart on my cock like a dirty little slut," He groaned, slowing his hips and leaning forward so his chest was pressed against her back. He ground his cock lazily into her hole, kissing her neck and nibbling on her earlobe. "What do you say to me for making you cum, huh?"
"Th-Thank you," she sputtered, her eyes halfway closed and her hips shaking as she felt his fingers moving inside her ass and his cock sliding in and out of her hole. He scoffed and used his free hand to grab onto her face and pull her head up, locking eyes with his wife.
"Thank you what?" He grunted, leisurely rutting his hips against hers. She swallowed and a quiet moan slipped past her lips.
"Th-Thank you, sir," She slurred, eyes fluttering halfway closed and rolling back into her skull getting drunk off his dick.
He grinned and released her face from his grip, pressing his lips to her cheek and licking at her salty skin, "Atta girl." He pulled his head away from hers and sat up, pressing his free hand flat against the side of her head and pushing her into the pillows. He tipped his head to the side and watched his cock disappear inside her, pulling his fingers out from her asshole and instead dug them into her hips. The lustful whine she gave didn't go unnoticed. Shikamaru squinted down at her and sucked the air through his teeth. "What's the matter? You want this hole filled up too?"
He felt her nod under his hand and the wicked grin on his lips only grew wider. Keeping himself buried deep inside her cunt, he stopped moving to reach over to her bedside table. He opened the drawer to find her hidden stash of toys he knew were there. Leaning over, he reached into the drawer to pull out her bottle of lube and her favourite toy; a large, mint green, silicone dildo. He'd come home late a handful of times to see her shoving it quickly back into the drawer to try and hide it, but he knew right away what she was hiding from him. He opened the bottle of lubricant and squeezed some of the water-based liquid onto the tip of the dildo, letting it drip down the rubber shaft. He pressed the head of the toy up against her asshole.
"This what you wanted?" He inquired with a cocked eyebrow and a sly grin as he once more began to move his hips against hers. She looked at him over her shoulder, eyes hazy and full of lust.
"Yes sir," she squeaked, nodding her head and staring at the silicone toy. Her mouth began to water and she licked her lips. He scoffed and furrowed his brow.
"And what exactly is it that you want?" He pressed, rutting his cock into her at a lax pace. He could see Yuuna's face burn bright red and it brought a grin right back to his face.
"C-Cock…in my a-ass…" She mewled, pushing her hips back against her husband and the toy in an attempt to satisfy her need for feeling full. She swallowed thickly and picked herself up, supporting her weight with her hands and fisting the bed sheets beneath her. She turned her head to look at him and meet his eyes with a needy whine. "P-Please, want you to fill me up, f-fuck my ass and my pussy."
He let out a groan and shoved the dildo into her ass all the way to the base and she let out a cry of mixed pleasure and pain. The sudden gesture caused her to lose her balance and she fell forward, burying her face in the pillows once more. He leaned over her, ramming his cock deep into her sex as he thrusted the toy swiftly in and out of her ass.
"Dirty little slut," He growled, pressing his lips against her shoulder and biting at her skin. She let out a slew of moans as the pressure built up in her gut once more. He smirked against her salty skin, moving both his wrist and his hips at a steady pace. He glanced back to watch the green cock slide in and out of her tight ass, grunting as he moved the toy quicker. He continued to ram the fake cock into her hole, matching the pace with his hips as he plowed into her cunt. The intensity of the combined thrusts was enough to send her hurtling towards another orgasm, crying out his name in ecstasy as her vision went white.
Her eyes crossed and her body convulsed as she gripped onto the pillow, tears spilling down her cheeks at the immense pleasure that racked her body. He huffed and slowed his pace to catch his breath.
"That's my good girl," he praised, kissing her shoulder again. He moved his lips to meet hers, licking into her mouth and groaning against her tongue. He pulled away with a pant, saliva dribbling down his chin as his tongue lolled from his mouth for a moment. He pressed his lips against her ear and whispered, "You're gonna get on top of me and fuck yourself on my cock, understood?"
Her eyelids fluttered as he spoke and she compliantly nodded her head. She felt his body moving away from hers and whined when he pulled out of her holes. He sat behind her for a moment and gave her ass a light spank, groping her flesh in his hands and pulling her ass cheeks apart. He watched as her hole twitched and gaped now that it was empty, smirking from above her. 
"So desperate to be full, aren't you sweetheart?" He muttered, landing another smack against her skin. The harsh contact made her yelp and her body shook. He kneaded her flesh between his fingers, slicking the dildo up with her arousal before dipping it back into her ass again only twice. He pulled the toy out of her hole and watched it gape again as she looked over her shoulder at him and whined. 
He flashed another sly smile to her and moved to lay down next to her on his back. She got on top of her husband, straddling his waist and pressing her hands down against his chest. She began to roll her hips against him, rubbing her sensitive clit against his shaft. His hands moved to her waist where his nails dug into her flesh, watching her hips move against his body. He bit at his lip and groaned, throwing his head back into the pillow and bucking his hips up against her. She giggled as she moved, watching his expression from above him.
"Does that feel good, baby?" She purred, circling her hips languidly against Shikamaru's. He looked up into her eyes and furrowed his brow with a scoff, grabbing a fistful of her hair and snapping her head to the side. She shut her eyes and let out a hiss at the stinging on her scalp. Her eyes opened to see his glaring daggers back at her.
"Don't you go thinking that you're in charge just because you're on top," he growled into the air. He tugged her hair again and she whimpered, shutting her eyes once more. "Now do what I told you to do."
One emerald eye met his intense mocha gaze. She nodded her head as much as the grip on her hair would allow her to. "Y-Yes sir." She submitted. His frown turned up into a smirk and he released his grip on her head, shifting his hand to rest on her waist instead. 
He watched as she scooted back a little and took the bottle of lube off the bed. She flipped the cap open and squeezed the cold liquid down onto his aching cock, using her free hand to stroke his length and spread the lube down his shaft. She turned around so her back was facing him and wiggled her hips as she lined the head of his cock up with her ass. With a gasp, she lowered herself down onto his cock, burying him deep inside of her. She panted as she moved her hips up then sunk back down onto him. He snaked his hands up to her waist and sucked the air through his teeth, digging his fingers into her plush skin and watching as his girth disappeared inside her asshole. The tightness made his dick throb and he couldn't stop himself from letting out a pleasured groan.
She leaned forward, pressing her hands into the mattress to keep herself upright as she began to bounce her hips against his cock. She worked herself up into a steady rhythm as she adjusted for the stretch and it wasn't long before she was a mewling mess above him. He matched Yuuna's pace, fucking up into her ass and slapping his hips against hers with labored grunts.
"So fucking tight," he muttered, exhaling sharply through his nose. He watched his cock disappear deep inside her body and he licked his lips. She moved one hand from the mattress to her cunt, spreading her folds apart to caress her aching clit. She circled it with her fingers, dipping her digits inside her entrance and flicking her wrist. Her eyes crossed a little at the sensation, letting a soft whimper roll off her tongue. She glanced down next to her to see her favourite toy laying on the bed. Her pussy throbbed at the thought of having another cock inside her. She pulled her fingers from her hole and picked the dildo up, running it through her folds and coating it with her arousal before pushing it all the way into her sex with ease. She leaned forward, pressing her chest against the mattress and bouncing her hips against the two dicks inside of her. 
Her eyelids fluttered half closed and her eyes crossed, her brow turning up as the pleasure grew inside her gut. She yelped in surprise as he landed another spank against her skin, then massaged the flesh between his fingers. He repeated the action a few times, bucking his hips upwards but for the most part letting her do the work. He landed one more slap against her skin before sitting up just enough to snake his arm around her waist and pull her down so her back was flush with his chest. He dug his heels into the mattress and thrusted up fast into her asshole, his cock twitching as her tightness wrapped around him. She met his pace with the dildo, ramming the toy fast and deep into her pussy. Her breath hitched in her throat as the pleasure began to build up inside of her. He watched over her shoulder as she fucked herself with the toy, biting down against her shoulder and slamming his hips up into hers. She let out another yelp and pressed her head back, staring up wide eyed at the ceiling of their bedroom. He repeated the action again, and again, hitting deep inside her with every roll of his hips. He grunted as he held his hips against her ass, panting to catch his breath and watch as she slid the dildo in and out of her wet hole.
"Fuck," she muttered, eyes slamming shut as she bucked her hips forward, both cocks dragging against her walls. Her breathing became labored as her hand moved faster. The head of the dildo punched her cervix with each thrust inside her and she could feel her legs trembling.
He watched over her shoulder again as she used the toy. "Gonna cum again?" He prodded, moving his hips against her once he had caught his breath. He began to move faster, not quite matching the pace of her hand but thrusting hard and deep inside of her ass. She nodded at his question, eyes glassed over with pleasure as tears threatened to fall down her cheeks. He wrapped his other arm tight around her waist and began to thrust up hard into her, matching the rhythm she had set for herself. 
Her eyes widened and she cried shamelessly out into the air as the coil inside her gut finally snapped, sending her nerves into overdrive. Her holes clenched tightly around the cocks inside her, and a clear liquid gushed out from her cunt as she came. It splashed onto the bed sheets, soaking through to the mattress around their feet. His eyes narrowed hungrily, watching her hips convulse as she squirted.
"My wife is such a messy girl," He purred into her ear, slowing his hips to an easy, steady rhythm. "Cumming so hard she soaked through the sheets. And now the bed is all wet, what a drag."
She laid on top of him, chest heaving for air as her orgasm subsided. He ran his hands up and down her salty skin, kissing her neck from underneath her, gripping onto her tight. He grasped onto her waist and pushed her up and off of his stiff girth, scooting over to the side and laying her down next to him. He skated his hand down to the front of her body where he grabbed onto the suctioned end of the dildo and slowly pulled it from her clenching pussy, tossing it to the side and ghosting his fingers over her sensitive skin. His hand moved up from her pelvis to her stomach, then to her chest where he grabbed a handful of one of her tits to squeeze and massage, before letting it bounce and settle against her chest as his fingers moved up to her neck. He slipped his hand behind her head and pulled her into a fiery kiss, nodding his head along and licking into her mouth. Her tongue glided against his, a slew of moans dripping off of it as his hand moved back down her body again. He slipped it under her thigh and propped her leg up against his forearm, dipping his fingers into her sensitive core. She twitched at the stimulation but didn't push him away, instead bringing her hand up to touch his face and pull him in closer to her. They pulled away from each other to catch their breath, hot air fanning against the other's face as a string of saliva connected their tongues.
"How's about daddy knocks you up now, huh?" he grinned, looking down at her lips. He watched as she took her lower lip between her teeth and nodded just a little, then pressed his lips against hers once more. He let out a moan against her mouth as he moved his fingers inside of her, curling them upwards to rub against her walls. He pulled away and their eyes locked. "I wanna hear you say it."
"Please," she begged with a pant, reaching her hand down and curling her thin fingers around his cock to give it a few steady strokes. Her emerald eyes reflected in the mocha that stared back at her and she swallowed the desire that was in her throat. Her other hand came up to meet his face, brushing her fingertips against his cheek. “Cum inside me, I want you to make me pregnant.” 
His breath hitched in his throat hearing the words come from her mouth and he involuntarily let a groan sound in his throat. Shikamaru surged forward to kiss her again, their tongues meeting with a desperate moan. She used one arm to support her weight on the bed and wrapped the other around the back of his neck, holding him close to her. He pulled his fingers out from her core and grabbed hold of his girth from her, lining the tip up with her entrance. He slowly pushed his hips forward, the head of his cock breaching her tight hole. He gave in to his desire and slammed his hips forward, a hungry growl escaping him as he buried himself deep inside of her. He pressed his forehead against hers as he rutted into her, her walls clenching around him and making him lose his composure. He pinched his brow and closed his eyes as he plunged deep inside of her cunt. He dug his fingers into the flesh of her thigh, holding her leg up to give him room to move. He set a frantic pace, rocking the bed as he dug his heels into the mattress, losing any and all control that he had. Every punch of his hips had his cock hitting her cervix. The pain was enough to make her cry out, but the pleasure she felt far outweighed the ache.
They were both a mess; panting through their noses and moaning against each other's lips, fingers digging into flesh, hips rolling together in sync. Yuuna's skin was on fire, overstimulated from the countless orgasms she'd already had, yet her gut still burned with longing. Her moans increased in volume and she had to pull away from his face to catch her breath as he plowed into her, eyes shutting tight and white knuckle grasping at the bed sheets. He moved his hand down from its spot against her thigh to run his middle and ring fingers in fast circles around her clit, determined to push her towards one final climax before he gave in to his own lust. She began to shake her head as she pulled away from his lips, gasping for air and eyes spilling tears.
"I-I can't, I c-can't…!" She hiccuped, vision blurring as she writhed around underneath him from the assault on her nerves. He pressed his lips to hers again, groaning into her mouth as he flicked his wrist at a pace that almost matched his hips.
"Yes you can," He challenged, his voice husky, a primal look in his eyes. "And you're going to."
Every touch of his body against hers felt like fire under her skin. It was almost too much to bear. He edged her closer and closer to that final burning climax, and when it hit her, she cried out his name and began to tremble as her back arched up off of the bed. She stared up at the ceiling with wide opened eyes as fresh tears cascaded down her cheeks, tongue hanging from her mouth, chest heaving desperately as she tried to catch her breath.
He skated his hand back up to her thigh where he grabbed onto her leg and squeezed it in his arms, slamming his hips hard against hers. He could feel the knot inside him unraveling and he closed his eyes tight, allowing the pleasure to finally take him over. His thrusts grew sloppy as he came inside of her with a guttural moan, rolling his hips against hers as he shot thick spurts of his hot cum deep inside her, fucking it into her womb. 
"So good baby, you did so good," he huffed in exertion. He laid there next to her and allowed himself to ride out his high, giving his hips a few more shallow bucks until finally he came to a halt. He pressed his forehead to hers gently with his eyes closed. "You did so fucking good."
She laid next to him and whimpered as her body twitched, finally releasing the death grip she had on the bed sheets. Her legs trembled and shook as she stretched them out flat, Shikamaru pulling out of her as a result. Giving a little sniffle, she used the back of her hand to wipe the tears off her cheeks and she smiled at him.
"That was…"
"A little too intense?" He chuckled softly, kissing the tip of her nose as he caressed her burning skin. "Guess I got a little carried away. Sorry about that."
"No, it's fine!" She giggled dismissively at him. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't expecting it."
"Had to take advantage of the opportunity to fuck you silly without worrying about Shikaro, it'd be a drag if I had let it go to waste." He teased, wrapping his arms around Yuuna's waist and nuzzling his nose against her neck. She laughed out loud at his words, humming contently and wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.
"Do you think it worked?" She pondered. He scoffed and looked up at her without moving his head.
"With all that effort I put into it, it better have fucking worked." He complained, his voice muffled as he spoke against her skin. She chuckled and hummed, running her fingers through his long dark hair and gently scratching his scalp.
"Well, if it didn't, at least we got to have some much needed time together." She pointed out with a grin. He dragged his fingertips along her back, tracing the scar that resided in the middle of it. "And if it did, then we have another baby. So it's win-win."
He pulled his head away from her body just enough to stare down at her stomach. He shifted one of his hands from her back and smoothed it along her skin until it rested flat against her navel. With a grin, he looked up into her eyes and pressed his lips against hers in a sweet kiss. He pulled away after a quiet moment and a mischievous grin pulled at the corners of his mouth.
"We should get a babysitter more often."
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Jack Harlow x Reader : COACH HARLOW
A/N : Thanks to my bby @harlowsbby for this beautiful idea. I hope I did it justice 💜 & to @harlowcomehome for always reassuring me about my writing because I was doubting this one bad.
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Today was an exciting day, it was the 4th annual kickball tournament of The Homies, and your husband was going to join in on the fun.
The kids were also excited about it, it’s all they’ve been talking about non stop since they found out, even asking if they could be on the team and play.
You were finishing up getting EZ dressed so you can meet Jack at the stadium. “Momma, is daddy wearing shirt like me?”
You nod, tying his New Balance shoes “Yess baby, even the same shoes.”
“Yay, we gonna be twinsies.”
“Cheesy, you need to get a hat because daddy is wearing that too.” Mia announces as she’s making her way inside the bedroom. “Oh and some shades.”
“Momma, I don’t have hats or shades.” He gasps.
You smile at him, “Don’t worry baby, daddy called me saying he’s got you covered with that. Now let’s head out.”
**********
“Mommy.” Mia giggles. “Look at nino Urby, he’s all tanned and his shorts are really, really short.”
You look ahead and find Urban standing next to Cole and Jack, and Mia was indeed correct. “He’s just like your father, being out in the sun too much will get them all burned quickly.”
“But daddy is really pale, like his shirt, momma.”
“EZEQUIEL.” You laugh. “You’re correct but still don’t say that to him.”
Mia nods “Come on Cheesy, let’s go annoy uncle Ace and Shloob.” She takes a hold of her brothers hand and they run off.
Jack spots you and smiles at you and starts jogging your way.
“Well you look hot.” You tell him as soon as he’s in front of you. “My kids are somewhere around bothering their uncles. Do you want to sneak off somewhere before my husband notices??”
Jack rolls his eyes, pulling you in. “Role play only in bed.” He gives you a quick kiss. “Those were your words if I recall correctly.”
You shrug and tug at his KY necklace. “You know I’m a mess when you wear this chain.”
“Yeah, that’s why I wore it.”
“Mhmm.” You look at him up and down. “I love that the jerseys have your foundation logo.”
“You did good by suggesting it.”
“I know, you should listen to your wife more.” You smirk.
“Don’t I always?” He raises his eyebrows but before you could answer him, your two children were tackling their father to the ground.
You can’t help but smile and admire them, Jack really is a great father and you couldn’t be more thankful for him.
“Daddy, I need hat and shades like yours so we can be twinems.”
“Neelam has that for you little man.” Jack stands up from the ground, the kids attached to him like some koalas. “You guys want to learn how to play?”
EZ nods excitedly, while Mia pulls away and stands in front of her father, raising her eyebrows at him. “Isn’t it just kicking the ball and running around?”
You can’t help but let out a little chuckle at Jack’s offended look on his face. “Not exactly.” He signals Urban to throw him the ball.
“So this is what you do.” Jacks starts, earning a groan from his oldest, but an excited shriek from his youngest.
After thirty minutes of Jack explaining to the kids how kickball works, he’s ready to let them have a little practice game with the guys.
“Remember Mia, you kick the ball from the side of your foot, not the front.”
That has her groaning, “Dad, I thought that was for soccer.”
Everyone chuckles, which causes Mia to glare at all of her uncles and her dad. “It’s not even funny, so I don’t know why you’re all laughing.”
“Damn, she’s a feisty little seven year old huh?” Cole asks Jack
“Oh, you have no idea.” Jack smiles, nodding.
“Daddy, can we play now?” Ezequiel asks.
“Yeah, you’re up first little man.”
Urban rolls the ball towards Ezequiel and to your surprise he ends up kicking it really far and and hard.
“RUN EZ”
“GO GO GO.”
“HELL YEAH LITTLE MAN.”
“HE GETS THAT KICK FROM ME.” Urban yells the last part.
Jack rolls his eyes “Keep thinking that.”
Ezequiel makes it to third base and does a little shake of his body to celebrate his success. “Your turn Mia bug.” He yells to his sister.
“Nino Urb, not too hard okay?”
Urban nods, “I got you princess.” He tosses the ball towards Mia but she misses and doesn’t kick it. “It’s okay, you get three tries.”
“Throw it straight, you’re throwing it to the side and I’m right here.” Mia grumbles out.
“Keep your eyes on the ball Mia.” Jack yells.
“What do you think I’m doing?”
You chuckle but not loud enough that she can hear you. “Mia, está bien mami, tú puedes.”
She turns to look at you, pouting “Pero se están riendo de mí.”
“Guys, can you please not laugh? She’s trying her best.”
“Mia, I’m tossing it slower this time okay?” Urban yells.
Mia nods and waits for the ball to be a foot closer so she can kick it. “YES” she yells as she sees that she ended up kicking it and tries to run to second base but she ends up kicking the ball straight into Urban’s hands.
“MIA YOU’RE OUT.” Nemo yells.
You, Jack and Urban glare at him, while Mia stops mid run and sees Urban drop the ball immediately.
“UGH I DON’T WANNA PLAY ANYMORE.” She stomps her way towards you and hugs your legs. “Nino Urby, why did you catch it? And Nemo, you are annoying.”
Urban smiles sadly at her “I didn’t catch it, you have good aim that you kicked it into my hands bug.” You know he’s lying but you’re not about to make your daughter feel worse.
“Daddy, I hate this game and I don’t want to play.”
“She’s competitive like you, Jackman.” Cole adds.
Jack starts jogging his way towards you and Mia once he notices that she really is frustrated and got her feelings hurt about the game.
Jack kneels in front of her “Mia, baby?”
“Hmm?” Is all she mutters out, scrubbing at her eyes.
“You and I are the same, you know?” He stands up and holds Mia to him. “We both love to win and we hate when the game doesn’t go our way, but we have to realize that at the end of the day, it’s just a game and we should enjoy the time with our loved ones, just running around and laughing.”
“But daddy, what’s the fun in that? I want to win.”
You and Jack share a smile because you’ve heard him say those exact words more than you can count. “The fun is being with family.”
Mia sighs, “I guess. But is it okay if I just watch?” She looks behind Jack, towards the field “Plus, I think Cheesy is the sporty one, he did really well.”
Jack smiles, “You did too, baby.”
She rolls her eyes, “Thank you for being nice.” she taps his shoulder signaling him to let her down. “Now go win, me and mommy will be cheering you on.”
“You got it Mia.” They do their little handshake and Mia watches her dad run off towards the middle of the field where her brother and uncles were.
Mia crosses her arms, looking towards the field, then back at you with raised eyebrows. “Mommy, can we get wings and icey? It’s gonna be a long day seeing these silly boys run around in a triangle.”
You smile, and fix your sunglasses. “Yes let’s go, I’m dying in this heat.”
“How much you wanna bet daddy and uncles are gonna loose?”
You gasp, “Mia, we’re supposed to be cheering them on.”
She shrugs, “We will, but I know and you know that they’ll lose.”
“You are evil, young lady.” You shake your head.
“I get it from my daddy.” She smiles.
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wambsgansshoelaces · 2 months
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blurb 4 of blurb night eeeeee!!!
Sleepy
Gregory Hirsch x Reader
prompt: “I need some sleepy Greg just enjoying the early morning dare it be the don’t start work till later or even a lil stay in after a night out.!!”
this was so much fun to write!! shout out to the homie mittos, thank u for requesting i love youuuu <3 I hope u love it
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Head buried in his chest, legs intertwined with his, arms hooked around his torso. The sheets are warm, he’s warm.
Greg’s fingers dig into your back, holding you to him tightly. Even in his sleep, he can’t let you go. He refuses to. You wake up slowly, blinking away the grogginess. You shift, pulling yourself upward, readjusting to instead tuck your face in the crook of his neck.
His hand comes to the back of your neck, and you feel his lips press to the side of your head.
“You’re up?” you ask quietly.
He grunts noncommittally, his arms going to wind around your waist. His palm smooths over your hip before climbing up your spine, the way he knows you like. His eyes are still closed. His lashes are long, dark, fluffy. His face is serene- he’s at peace with you in his arms.
His hands rub up and down your body, one at your hip, the other at your back. You sigh and readjust again, hooking your arms around his neck and bringing his head to the crook of your neck. He presses a kiss to the skin right under his mouth before turning so that he can nuzzle further into you. Your fingers find his hair, stroking. You scratch gently at his scalp, and his breathing deepens once again.
You’d gone out together the night before, an ‘adventure date’, as he’d called it. You’d walked to and through Times Square, admiring the lights. He’d never been before, surprisingly. He’d attributed it to his initial brokeness and then to the general decrease in time to himself he’d experienced after starting at Waystar. Hand in hand, you’d spent the entire night out at dinner then exploring. The night out had also produced some of your favorite photos of you and Greg- the two of you trying on silly hats in a gift shop, the both of your faces squished together in a mirror out on the street.
Greg had surprised you the night before. He’d taken what feels like millions and millions of photos of just you. You giggling sitting across from him at the restaurant. Your face staring up at him from his point of view out on the sidewalk. You walking ahead of him, surrounded by the Times Square billboard lights, your hand gripping his.
When the two of you had gotten home last night, you’d noticed he’d changed the wallpaper on his phone to a picture of you staring out the window of the restaurant, a giddy grin splitting your face. You remember the stupid joke he’d told- it wasn’t even funny. You’d just laughed because he was giggling while speaking.
Fully awake now, you attempt sliding out of bed, but Greg’s vice grip on you keeps you from going anywhere.
“Don’t leave,” he whines, voice raspy from overnight’s misuse. “Why’re you trying to leave me?”
He pulls you back, and now his chest is pressed against your back. You let out an airy laugh, his lips brushing over your jaw. “I need to pee, Greg.”
“Will you come back fast? Please? For me?”
“I’ll be quick, don’t worry.”
He plants a final kiss to your cheek before rolling over, taking his arms with him. You sit up, leaning over him. You give his shoulder a squeeze, pressing your lips to his neck. He makes a satisfied noise in response, still not opening his eyes.
You’re in and out of the bathroom as quickly as you can. When you pad back into your bedroom, you find Greg sprawled out on the bed, arms and legs askew, snoring lightly. You smile down at him, crawling back onto the mattress. You try fitting yourself back into him, but he’s spread out starfish-style.
It’s as if he can read your mind, though, because the moment your near him, he brings his limbs back into him. In his sleep, he reaches for you, and you fold yourself back into him.
“Mm,” he murmurs subconsciously, pulling you flush against him and burying his face back into your neck.
You pepper kisses into his hair. You suppose you’ll just let him sleep.
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bunni-v1 · 4 months
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Sfw list with ace? Thankyou
🍓I got some free time FINALLY!!! I'm still incredibly busy and my plate is so full, but I can write something in my inbox! I'm so tired guys, you have no idea, but I'm pushing through as best as I can. Wish me luck please ;-;
A - Affection: Ace is not an affectionate guy, at least, not in the traditional sense. He's not gonna be caught hanging all over you, kissing you every five minutes, or absolutely begging for your attention. No, he's like violent. Not like, beating you up violent, but punching your shoulder or giving you a noogie violent. It looks like he's bullying you, but that's just how he shows he cares dw.
B - Best friend: He's such a dick I hate him. Ace is an asshole, and he knows that and is proud of it. He's gonna be mean to you and pick on you and all that fun shit. You can pick on him and be mean to him in return. He's got your back, you've got his. It's all equivalent exchange with him. However, he will defend you till his dying breath. If someone else is being mean to you, he's not gonna have it. He's a bros bro, a homie, and an irreplaceable best friend.
C - Cuddles: Contrary to what I said earlier, he does like cuddles! He's not cold-hearted, and he does enjoy being a boyfriend. He's not always wanting to cuddle, but he enjoys them whenever he's in the mood. He has to be the big spoon, though, that's his only rule. (He secretly likes the idea that he can protect you no matter if you're bigger than him or not).
D - Domestic: Settling down isn't something Ace really thinks about too hard. If he had to give an answer, yeah probably would be it. He's a college student, he's not even in his twenties yet, so thinking about settling down isn't exactly something on his to-do list just yet. On another note, when he does settle down he's pretty good at doing chores and balancing out work and home life. You're never going to feel like you have to do too much at home compared to him, but you will have to hear him complain about it while he does it.
E - Ending: Ace is probably the nicest out of everyone? Weird, I know right, but he's not as heartless as people think. If he falls out of love with you, he's just gonna be upfront about it. He's not gonna make it all about what you did wrong or what he did wrong, he's just gonna be honest. You'll likely end things on good terms and go back to being best friends shortly after.
F - Fiance(e): It's not that Ace is afraid of commitment, it's just not something he actively thinks about. That isn't to say he's not committed, he is! He's not in a relationship with you just to waste it on a one-night stand, he just won't want to think about marriage until both of you are at a more stable point in life. Like, you know, not drowning in student loan debt. He definitely brings it up after two years of being together, because he likes the idea of marriage, just not yet.
G - Gentle: He is not, as I've already mentioned, gentle. His form of affection is physical and rough, and his words will always be sharp and pointed, but he knows when to reel it in and stop. If he is actually pissing you off he stops and apologizes. Yeah, he pouts and is grumpy, but he's not going to keep harassing you.
H - Hugs: Again, he likes hugs a lot. He won't admit it, but they're probably his favorite form of affection. He's a good hugger too. He's got the big brother-type hugs, you know the all-encompassing warm ones that you. just can't get enough of.
I - I love you: It takes him a while. He just doesn't think about the fact that he needs to say it at some point. It'll come naturally when it comes, that's Ace's philosophy on it. When he doesn't finally say it, it's in such a casual setting neither of you even realize what he said.
J - Jealousy: Ace does get jealous, and it's over the most stupid shit too. He doesn't feel threatened by anyone, because why would you be with him if you weren't willing to be loyal. Nah, he gets jealous of Grim and Deuce. He wants to be the center of your attention specifically when those two are around, and he rarely gets his way so he just sits there and pouts until you give him what he wants. (He pouts for a long ass time).
K - Kisses: Kisses fluster him so bad it's so funny. He doesn't know why they make him so hot in the face, but they do and it's incredibly funny. If he had to pick a favorite place to kiss/be kissed, he'd probably say cheek kisses. Only because they're the only type that doesn't make him feel like his head is about to explode.
L - Little ones: Ace is unsurprisingly not a big fan of kids. He's not good with them, and he himself is a giant toddler so can you blame him. He's like a textbook case younger sibling, and it shows the most when he's around little kids. He doesn't know how to act appropriately, unfortunately, that makes the kids think he's super cool and cling to him.
M - Morning: If you don't get out of bed first, neither of you are getting up. If he has an eight am, you're gonna have to be the one to get him up or else he won't go. He's not a morning person, and he spends most of the morning wobbling around groggy and grumbling about how tired he is.
N - Night: Ace is also a night owl, and he really likes to stay up late doing random shit. A lot of the time both of you take a train somewhere and just wander around and talk. In other cases, you stay up late playing video games together (sometimes Deuce joins). Late nights are when you and Ace have most of your deep talks together, and you really get to see who he is underneath all those layers at night.
O - Open: It takes him a minute to start opening up to you. It's not like he has some dramatic backstory or anything, it's just another case that he doesn't think too hard about it and therefore doesn't open up until it feels right. It's during one of the late-night sessions where you're wandering around the empty streets where he just tells you a ton about him.
P - Patience: With Ace, it's a toss-up. I don't even know if you could describe what he's feeling as anger, but it's somewhere along those lines. He's constantly just irked at something, whether it's something someone said or his own responsibilities, he's got an underlying annoyance. To say it ever goes so far as anger would be stretching, and I doubt it's ever directed at you. I guess I would say he's easy to rile up but hard to actually piss off.
Q - Quizzes: Ace remembers most of the important stuff that he needs to. He knows your birthday, the important anniversaries, and your favorites and all that. However, sometimes he just forgets. You can chew him out for it because even he knows he deserves it, but it's not like he was trying to. He just blanked. He makes up for it tenfold though, grumbling the whole time.
R - Remember: Going back to the "I Love You" bullet, that has to be his favorite memory. The two of you were chilling on the couch in ramshackle, playing some game or another (he can't remember the name of it, it wasn't that fun, but you made it a blast). You'd kicked his ass in a level, and instead of pouting he was laughing and having such a good time. And he just let it slip. "I love you." Without missing a beat you said it back, smile just as wide as his.
S - Security: Ace is fully aware that you can handle your own, therefore, he doesn't really step in unless you ask him to. It's a way he shows his respect for you and your relationship. The one time he'll go above that though is if someone is insulting you and you aren't around to defend yourself. He puts that person back in their place so fast he breaks the sound barrier. He expects the same from you, of course. Equivalent exchange and such.
T - Try: At the very start, he's not doing a whole lot. It's not like he doesn't care, it's just that he's a broke college student and he wants some lighthearted fun. Once you start getting serious he puts more effort into things. It's still not extravagant dates, but things you'd expect from him. Movies, arcades, amusement parks, etc. Fun stuff, but things that you can enjoy mutually!
U - Ugly: He doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut. He'll make a nasty comment to you that'll hurt your feelings and then realize that what he said was uncool. He speaks before he thinks in a lot of cases, and it causes a whole boatload of issues for the two of you. He'll cut it eventually, it just takes a whole lot of work.
V - Vanity: He doesn't really care all that much about looks, on both himself and you. Sure, he thinks you're the most attractive person in the world, but that's not what matters to him. He isn't that shallow. He takes good care of himself, but he's not doing insane skincare routines like Vil is.
W - Whole: He wouldn't feel incomplete without you. In his mind, the two of you are separate but equal. You are just as important to him as he is to himself, but you are not the same. He misses you when you're gone, but he can function without you by his side 24/7.
X - Xtra: Ace has wanted to grow out his hair since he was in middle school. The only issue is, he has no idea what he'd do with it. He's not great at styling hair, and honestly, he doubts his would be easy to work with due to how thick and coarse it is. He gave up on the idea in high school. After meeting Jamil though he's been thinking about it a lot and asking him a lot about hair care.
Y - Yuck: Sensitivity. To an extent, he understands getting upset over things because emotions are uncontrollable and human. If you can't take his teasing or his jokes, though, it's such a turn-off for him. His love language is teasing (mutually), so he couldn't be with someone who can't take that.
Z - Zzz: He will go to sleep in one position and then wake up in another. Sleeping with his head on the pillow, he'll somehow wake up completely turned around. He's woken up on the floor, hanging off his bed, in DEUCES bed. It's so odd and no one knows how he does it cause he's so quiet while he sleeps.
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heavyhitterheaux · 1 year
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You Better Call Becky With the Good Hair
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AN: Loveee this one 🤭😏
Synopsis: You have a decision to make when you find out your longtime husband has been cheating on you for the past three months.
Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader
Requested by: my treacherous twin @harlowsbby 😘💕
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You had been keeping close tabs on how your husband had been acting.
For the past three months to be exact.
Plenty of times you would pretend that you were sleeping and noticed that Jack would check to see if you were "sleeping" before immediately grabbing his phone and keys and would leave the house or he would go into the bathroom and be in there for hours.
You truly did not want to believe that Jack would do anything to mess up your marriage, but the amount of evidence that you had was beginning to pile up and he was looking more and more guilty with every day that had passed.
"Babe, where are you going?" You curiously asked. Bottom line was that you missed your husband, but he was obviously occupied with spending his time with someone else.
"Just out to that new club that just opened. Urban and Sunni are going to."
"Okay." You replied not even putting up a fight which Jack was surprised by.
"Okay? Not putting up much of a fight tonight."
"Well am I supposed to? You're a grown ass man that can do what you want."
"Oh really? But you've been giving me shit lately every time I want to hang out with someone who isn't you."
"I'm not arguing with you. If you don't want to spend time with your wife, that's on you."
Jack immediately rolled his eyes.
"Here we fucking go."
"Did I lie? It's like you don't even want to be bothered with me anymore."
"Baby! That is not true. I promise this weekend that I'm all yours. No interruptions. My phone will be off. Just me and you. Can you hold out until then, pretty girl?" Jack asked you and you sighed before finally nodding your head.
Jack leaned down to kiss you before he gave you his famous smile.
"I love you." Jack whispered to you and your foreheads were touching.
"I love you too. Have fun."
"I'll be back before you know it."
Once you had heard the door close and Jack pull out of the driveway, you immediately grabbed your phone to text your two best friends, Luna and Lav.
You- Plan is a go. He just left.
Lav- What’s the plan again?
Luna- LAV! Keep up! We’re trying to catch Jack cheating! We already know that’s what he’s been doing and we just need proof
Lav- Oh, okay. I’ll be ready in 20 and come get the both of you
Luna- So we can put an end to this shit for good. Now Y/N, what are you going to do when you actually do see him?
You- I hadn’t thought that far yet
Lav- So we out here just winging it?
You- I have to catch him in the act first and then we’ll go from there
Lav- Imma kick his ass
Luna- Count me in too
The three of you made your way into the club about an hour after Jack had originally left the house and knew that Jack would be somewhere near the V.I.P. area which was towards the back.
Big homie better hold up (Hold up)
Me and my whoadies 'bout to roll up (Roll up)
I say my whoadies 'bout to stroll up (Stroll up)
They comin' through the back door
You weaved through sweaty bodies and it took you less than five minutes to spot him in the corner with a girl grinding all over him. Next thing you knew, Jack had grabbed her and had passionately kissed her and she was eagerly kissing him back with his wedding ring glistening against the light teasing you. 
“No the fuck he didn’t.” Lav exclaimed while looking at the scene in front of her.
“Oh yes the fuck he did and obviously Urban, Sunni and the rest of PG knew because they’re literally standing around him like this is fucking normal.” Luna added before she peered over at you.
Just then you and Urban made eye contact and his eyes went wide and was immediately nudging Jack who then looked up in your direction.
All you did was shake your head and turn around to make your way out of the club and you briefly heard both Lav and Luna yelling at Jack and attempting to stop him from coming after you.
You felt trapped and as if you couldn’t breathe.
Once you had gotten outside you leaned against the side of the building and just let the tears fall.
Only a minute passed before you felt a presence behind you and you smelled the cologne that you had gotten him for Christmas last year.
“Y/N….” Jack said as he tried to place his hand on your shoulder and you immediately jerked away from him.
“I cannot fucking believe you, but then again I can. I KNEW IT.”
“Baby, just let me explain.”
“What is there to explain, Jack? Like what in the world can you possibly say to me right now that will keep me from kicking your fucking ass?”
“I just…. It’s not what it looks like.”
“Literally the oldest lie in the book. Please tell me you can do better.”
“Y/N, you know I love you.”
“I know that might be true however, you don’t love me enough not to cheat on me so you can go back to your little side piece because this, whatever this was is fucking over.” You said pointing in between the two of you.
“No, babe come on.”
“And the fact that Urban and Sunni knew and didn’t tell me anything?!? And would be covering for you? I fucking knew you were cheating on me.”
“Because you weren’t the wife I needed you to be!”
“So instead of coming to your wife about that you go and fuck someone else?! What sense does that make?!”
This white boy had you fucked all the way up and couldn’t believe what he had just told you.
“Every time I would try to talk to you it would start a fucking argument and I got tired of that shit!”
“It would turn into an argument because you always think you’re right all the fucking time when you’re not!”
“Oh? So you aren’t at fault in any of this?”
“JACKMAN! I DIDN’T FUCKING CHEAT YOU DID! AND UNLIKE YOU I’VE BEEN TRYING TO SAVE THIS SHITTY ASS MARRIAGE!”
“What are we saving it for if all we do is argue?!?”
“Oh. Then consider this done. Get your shit out of the house by Monday and I’ll be sure to call my lawyer. I’m getting half of everything.”
“WAIT! Y/N, we can fix this.” Jack exclaimed while trying to grab your hand once more but you simply backed up away from him. 
“Didn’t your ass just say that I was to blame because I got cheated on and what are we saving this for if all we do is argue? Keep that same fucking energy. You said that shit with your chest so stick by it. Oh, and don’t come home. You can stay with Urban or Sunni since they were in fucking cahoots with you this entire time.”
Sometimes I regret the day I put this ring on (Get in line)
Looking at my watch he should've been home (Get in line)
He always got them motherfucking excuses (Get in line)
I pray to God you reveal to me what his truth is (Get in line)
Since that night Jack had been continuously blowing up your phone but you weren’t giving him the time of day.
You were too busy trying to keep your sanity intact and trying for your life not to fall apart and you were failing.
Miserably.
There was no doubt in your mind that you truly did love your husband, but how in the world would you be able to come back from this?
Even if you did forgive him and decided to not divorce him, the fear of being cheated on again would sit in the back of your mind and you truly wouldn’t be able to trust him to go anywhere by himself.
And you obviously couldn’t trust Sunni or Urban who had also been blowing up your phone apologizing for not telling you and telling you how miserable Jack was.
He was miserable and he deserved that shit.
You were miserable too but you weren’t going to tell them that so therefore they got ignored right along with Jack. 
Just then you heard tiny footsteps and your daughter climbed up into your lap and tightly hugged you.
She could tell that you were sad, but you tried to distract her from asking where her father was and used the obvious excuse that he was working.
“Mommy sad still?”
“Just a little bit, but I’ll be okay. Don’t you worry.” You answered as you kissed the top of her nose and she giggled before smiling at you. 
“Daddy home soon?”
And that’s when your heart broke all over again.
You were more hurt at the fact that Jack had no regard for his daughter.
When she got older, she was obviously going to find out what he had done to you and only being 2 and a half, she already worshiped the ground that he walked on and he could do no wrong in her eyes.
He was her hero.
He was yours too, until about three days ago. 
You didn’t want her heart to break like yours did. 
“He should be bub.”
“Can’t wait!” She exclaimed while going towards her toy box and pulling out a stuffed animal that Jack had gotten for her in Sweden. 
A few tears slipped out, but you quickly wiped them away not wanting for her to see.
“Mommy? Markers, please. I want to draw daddy a picture for when he comes home.”
“Sure, bub. Let me get them for you.” You said getting up and going over to the cabinet next to the television in order to get out everything that she needed.
You turned around to see that she was already sitting at her little table and you placed the markers and paper in front of her.
“What are you going to draw for daddy?” You asked while sitting across from her.
“A picture of the three of us. You have to help me mommy to make sure it’s perfect. I want daddy to like it.”
“It’s coming from you so no matter how it comes out, daddy will love it.”
She got the biggest smile on her face and you couldn’t help but smile back at her.
“Pass me the purple marker please! Daddy loves purple!”
Me and my daughter, we gon' be alright
We gon' live a good life (Good life)
You sat on the deck facing the backyard as you watched Jack play with Amiyah and slowly took in the scene in front of you.
It had been about a month since everything happened and since you didn’t want your daughter to pick up on anything being wrong, you told Jack to come home.
Come home, Amiyah misses you
How fucking ironic
It was extremely awkward between the two of you but you acted like the perfect couple in front of your daughter.
You loved the way she looked up at him when he picked her up and never wanted for that sparkle to leave her eyes.
Making your way back into the house, you decided on ordering pizza not having the energy to make dinner and you realized it was movie night.
It was Amiyah’s turn to choose even though you already knew her answer would be one of three choices. Moana, Encanto, or Princess and the Frog. 
You ordered the pizza and got all of Jack and Amiyah’s favorite snacks ready before bringing them into the living room.
As you were carrying the last of it, you heard the back door slide open and the laughter of your husband and daughter.
“Mommy! It’s movie night! We haven't made our pillow fort yet!”
“There’s still time, bub. I just ordered the pizza so we have about 45 minutes until it gets here. Ask daddy to help you.”
“Daddy come on.” She said while pulling him in the direction of the living room. 
It was the middle of the Princess and the Frog when you looked down at your daughter who was perched between the two of you and saw how she was fast asleep.
You didn’t want to disturb her as her head was in your lap as her feet were in Jack’s and decided to watch the rest of the movie.
You saw Jack eyeing you but you damn sure weren’t going to say anything first.
“Baby?”
“You know good and damn well you lost the privilege to call me that.”
“Y/N, please. I’m trying here.”
“You wouldn’t have to try if you didn’t do what you did.”
“Think of Amiyah, we want her to grow up in a household with two parents.”
“But not when her parents are miserable.”
“I will literally do anything to fix this and prove to you that I can be the husband you deserve.”
“Jack, I don’t want to talk about this right now. They’re about to meet Mama Odie and I want to sing but I can’t if you’re talking my ear off.”
“Y/N, if not then when?”
I ain't fucking with nobody (Nobody)
Toast to the good life (Good life)
Suicide before you see my tears in my eyes (In my eyes)
“Jack, I’m done crying over you. You chose to do this to us. You put us second and quite frankly, I don’t know if I can forgive you for that right now.”
“Then tell me what to do so that you can forgive me. I can’t live without you or our daughter.”
“You won’t live without us, but you might have to live without us being married.”
Jack went silent as one of your favorite scenes in the movie came on and you began to sing quietly not trying to wake up Amiyah.
When the movie was over, you simply turned to Jack as he made a motion to get up and pick up Amiyah to put her in her room.
He was by the steps when you called out to him and he quickly looked over at you.
“You better call Becky with the good hair because I meant it when I said that this was over between us.”
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littlemissblackgirl · 10 months
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Club experience - Letitia Wright HCS | Tisha x black fem reader
*what it’s like to be with letitia or see her in a club!party if this isn’t that accurate or long enough sorry!* Nothing sexual over here what so ever.
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HCS COUNT - 16
when her favorite song come on by burna “Last Last” be prepared to be hearing her from a mile away singing “SHAYOOO”
she either wraps her arm around your neck and dance with you or just dance by you when she is really into the music she’s listening to .
loves to whisper into your ear like apart of a lyrics and the way she says it you can tell she’s smirking into her sentence . and she pulls away from your ear to see your reaction, and laughs with you.
she might feel like her outfit is not complete without her shades, Neva leaves the house without em at this point .
she compliments your outfits the very second she sees you. air kisses and hugs !
If it’s hardcore music playing and she with her homies , Daniel Kaluuya, burna boy, and other people she knows trust and believe she going hard to .
Loves to dance behind you to make sure you are safe from anyone, because she knows you have some anxiety going out all the time .
loves loves loves LOVESSS when you match her energy when partying, cause that tells her she can be around you more and show herself .
only lets you dance or grind on her for the fun of it like if the vibes are there and everyone is having fun .
she’s the kind of person to take a couple of shots but not the point where it’s over board, takes shots to get the vibe and feelings flowing.
loves the compliments she gets on her outfits even if she thinks it’s not to much, she stills appreciates them!
if you see her dancing, let her be shes in her own little space but doesn’t mind people joining her .
when she sees a camera it’s over, trust and believe she’s gonna get her moves in and poses in .
taking pictures with her in the club, she bites her bottom smile or just smiles while crossing her arms .
loves some bling bling, some cool jewelry like necklaces with her initial or something on it Faith/Lord Related .
your her little party buddy to have fun with and make sure nothing STUPID goes down .
IDK WHAT ELSE TO ADD . BUT ILL FIGURE SUM OUT WHEN I REDO THIS .
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brainlessrot · 2 years
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Twst Wonderland characters with an affectionate friend
Contents ;; Platonical relationships, GN!MC, just pure fluff, listed headcanons
Characters ;; Leona, Riddle, Deuce, Azul, Jamil and Idia
Prompt ;; MC loves giving kisses and other acts of affection to their friends
did this for my friend @leonahateaccount​ ⊂( ´ ▽ ` )⊃
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Leona ;;
Doesn't really care, but as he says "don't do it too much or he will bite you"
he's lying, it's all LIES, he loves the attention, he THRIVES on it.
do give him more if you can
KISS THE HOMIES GOODNIGHT
please give him a kiss before tucking him he's like a kitten when you do
if you make it a habit of kissing him on the cheek every morning as a greeting the moment you don't do it once he'll be giving you the stinky eye
his tail with thud against the floor in annoyance until you do give him his daily kiss
he will always deny any idea that he- seven forbid- even slightly ENJOYS your displays of affection
if you give him a kiss on the hair while he naps he will purr. but you'll need to run for your life when he realizes what he did
“His head laid on your shoulder as he quietly snored. He had been on and off between being awake and probably causing mayhem on his dream. His ears softly poked the side of your face, every once in a while twitching and making you giggle. You looked at him, a fond smile on your face, turning to face him, you planted a kiss at the top of his head, between his ears. He didn’t wake up immediatly, only moving in his sleep, his tail curling around your wrist.”
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Riddle ;;
HE IS SO CONFLICTED
on one part, please do kiss his cheek, it makes him feel a child-like love that makes him all fuzzy inside
on the other hand, KISSING BEFORE MARRIAGE? /p
The first times you kiss him as a greeting he will get extremely flustered
and even perhaps has collared you on multiple occasions
but he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy your daily kiss
also please don't only kiss his cheek, his nose and mostly forehead are a big yes YES (in private, if you do it in public chances are that you both are dying, you because of him, and him because of embarrassment)
dude if you go over to Heartslabyul because he promised to help you do homework and you just,,, get up after he helps you do a really difficult alchemy exercise and give him a lil kiss in the forehead as thanks he WILL melt
it just feels so homey to him
now anytime he does something that he feels noteworthy he will blush and point at his forehead so you reward him
giv him forehead kith rn
“You two were playing a casual game of croquet together, since most of the dorm was busy doing school work. Riddle had just beaten you for the fourteenth time, even smiling smugly while doing it. However, it was quickly replaced by his signature red face— in this case no because of anger. He shyly pointed up, towards his forehead. You smiled fondly, he may sometimes be a little bit tyrannical, but he was still a kid. You followed his silent order, planting a kiss in between those two hair strands that poked outwards, earning a grin from him.”
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Deuce ;;
At first it caught him off guard but he grew used to it in a really short time
he reciprocates!!! KISSES ON THE NOSE, CHEEK, FOREHEAD, IT'LL BE A KISS FIGHT
it reminds him to his mother
mama spade used to give him kisses when he got hurt
and now that role is yours
please do also hug him
similar to riddle, you and ace were doing a study session when he actually got a pretty difficult math equation right!! as congrats, you gave him a lil kiss on the cheek and he fist bumped the air
if he's feeling tired or sloppy he will bonk your head with his to recharge
if you miss his daily kisses he will be sulking for the rest of the day
“Deuce groaned, the sound his pencil made as it scraped against the paper seemed loud in comparison to the quiet atmosphere of the library. Ace stared poking fun at Deuce, but you quickly shut him up with a kick to the shin. However, silence was not for ever, it getting broken by Deuce’s loud “Let’s Go!” as he finally got the answer he had been trying to get. He poked you with his pen grinning widely. You giggled, planting a firm kiss on his cheek. Ace started bothering you, asking for one too, but you told him to study so he could get good boy privileges like Deuce.
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Azul ;;
Oh seven, oh lords.
are you trying to kill him bro?
first time you greeted him with a kiss he legit stared off to the distance for a couple of minutes
you were close to calling a staff member because it seemed like his brain died
he's not really a fan of physical contact, and you backed off for a while for that reason
HOWEVER
you made him feel so safe that he found himself craving your attention
but he will never, NEVER admit it
he once dared to get close to you to try and sneak a kiss outta you and you instinctly kissed his cheek
you immediately apologized and told him you were sorry for invading his space
this sneaky bastard played it cool and acted like IT HADN'T BEEN HIS PLAN SINCE THE START
another one that craves affection
“You were helping Azul catalogue the Monstro Lounge’s postal services, but you did not expect to be so many junk mail! Did Floyd subscribe to all of these?! You had gotten distracted with a random seafood magazine when, from the corner of your eye you saw Azul, closer than before. He extended an arm around your body, grabbing the magazine you were holding, and as his side profile was basically in front of you, and your eyes were tired from looking at so many words, you pressed forward a kiss to his cheek. The moment you processed what you had done you quickly apologized, worried that you had made him uncomfortable, however, you missed the smug smile he covered by readjusting his glasses when he told you it was fine.”
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Jamil ;;
He did not trust your intentions, like, at all
its not that he didn’t trust you 
its just that he was not used to being shown that kind of regular affection
one not laced with malicious intent in order to get closer to kamil
it was just,,, friendly acts of affection he was not used to recieve, so he was on guard
but when he warmed up to you (kinda) he was even stiffer every time you did show him any kind of affection
the strings of his hoodies are gonna give out from how much he’s pulling at them
hes ALWAYS a blushing mess 
PLEASE DO BRUSH HIS HAIR AND PLACE A KISS ON HIS TEMPLE
he’ll die but it’ll be in a positive kinda way!! 
do not worry if he doesn’t respond for a couple of minutes
hes processing, ‘kay?
“Laundry? Check, food? Check, notes and books for Kalim to study? Check. After a long day for Jamil, he only wanted to relax, and what better place for it than the desolate, except for a couple of ghosts, Ramshackle Dorm? Kalim knew where he was if he ever needed help, so nothing was in the way between him and relaxation. You both laid on the sofa, Jamil with his back to you. You’d been re-doing his braids for a while now, Jamil enjoying the way your hands threaded on his hair. As you finished, you kissed the back of his head. He quickly surged forward, the beads on his braids clinking together, he hid his face in his hands, but that did nothing at hiding the way his ears reddened.” 
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Idia ;;
are you trying to kill him?! pt 2
you don’t even know how you haven’t calcinated this poor guy already
his hair flares so hot when you kiss him that you actually worry that his clothes will catch fire
physical touch is not his best forte and he’s not really comfortable with constant contact so you have to resort to your plan B
blow kisses his way, catch a strand of his hair in your hands and say that “you got curious” it doesn’t matter if this is the 47th time you’d done this, the excuse always works
usually you rarely kiss him because you don’t want him to die on the spot
but if you two are doing a gaming night and you manage to beat him you’ll celebrate victory by blowing a kiss his way
that makes you have a higher chance at winning because he will be flustered
Ortho will sometimes enter to check on him because his vitals are off the charts
you may be his irl gaming buddy but you’re sometimes too much of a normie for him and his health
“You were now on your 19th round, previously Idia has won every and all of the games you’ve played together, but now was your time. You’ve been curating this plan for Sevens know how long, and today was the day you were going to put it to use. When your car and Idia’s were side to side on the game, just a lap away from finishing you tilted your body towards him, bumping your shoulder with his. This caused him to lose grip on his controlled, his car veering right and left. He accused you of cheating, but you stick your tongue out at him, passing the finish line. Your fist hit him softly in the shoulder, and before he could say anything else, you winked at him, causing him to fall silent. Ortho barged in at that moment to check on him.”
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greasyghosts · 11 months
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Hi mayhaps I just binge read a bunch of your things and omg it's so good you write so well <3 if it's okay, could I request dancing bachata (or to any hispanic music in general) with Chuuya, Dazai, and Sigma (and possibly Nikolai too if you write for him 👀) thank you and I hope you're having an amazing day!!!
EEEKK YES OMG TY FOR REQUESTING THIS
❝ Dancing bachata with them ❞
Featuring: Chuuya, Dazai, Sigma, and Nikolai
!please don't repost, plagiarize, or copy my work ♡
A/n: I loved writing this oml it was kind of hard to write though I'm ngl, but nonetheless, it was very fun. Each one is kind of short I'm sorry
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Chuuya:
Homie knows how to bachata.
DEADASS
I have no clue how or where he learned, but he did, and he's GOOD.
(I'm thirsty for him, and it probably shows..)
Anyways..
When you held out your hand to him when you were starting out, he'd immediately join in without hesitation
Perfectly matches your movements (though his eyes would probably be on your hips the entire time)
Lots of turning you around and spinning with him still holding onto your hands so his arms would cross around you
That's probably his favourite move because he loves the intimacy of it
This was posted on April 29th so happy birthday Chuuya :)
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You two were at a bar when one of your favourite songs started to play, and you immediately got up to dance with a smile
"Chuuya! Care to join me? I'm not dancing bachata alone!" You'd giggle out
If he wasn't already smiling from alcohol, he'd be grinning as he'd get up, his hands meeting your hips as he'd run them up your back and gliding his hands to yours.
Your hands would interlink as you'd begin to sway to the music, his eyes watching your movements with a smile
"Hey, you're pretty good at that!" He'd grin as his hips moved with yours
As the music played on, your hands would wrap around his neck, and his supported your back.
Noticing how good his footwork was made you smile even brighter
"Chuuya, where'd you learn to bachata?" Your eyes meeting his
He'd shrug with a smug smirk. "I just have my ways" before stepping away, his hands meeting yours again as he'd turn you, his arms crossing over yours with your back to his chest.
He was a romantic at heart, Chuuya would love those old 1900's pet-names, he'd call you "Doll" and has probably called you a "dime-piece" a handful of times.
And in moments like this, it was easy to get lost in the moment with your lover boy.
The night went on with the two of you dancing. You were sure to leave with a smile and lovely memories. Your feet sore from all the dancing along with Chuuyas inevitable hangover
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Dazai:
PFFT I don't think he'd know how to bachata
But he'd try!
He'd get the footwork down, but overall, he'd be pretty stiff lol (aka he'd step your toes)
Although whatever music is playing and whatever dance you're doing, he'd love being close to you
Very teasy and handsy when you dance together
Face, in your hair, 24/7
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You were trying to teach Dazai to bachata for an event that was coming
He had already stomped on your feet a solid 9 times before he got the slight hang of it
"Osamu... You've got to move your hips more"
"But bellaa~, I'm trying!"
That's pretty much how it was going so far
Arms? Check
Footwork? Ehhh getting there
Hips? Definitely not Shakira worthy..
But even though he ultimately sort of sucked, you two were having fun!
He'd keep pulling your back into his chest, his face in the crook of your neck. Sure, he wasn't romantic at times, but he couldn't help but feel a bit sappy in this moment. (Even with his non-committal ass) He knew he'd stick with you, and damn was he glad he did.
You'd sigh, and you'd let him hold you for a little while.
"Wanna stop for tonight? Take a break?" You'd ask him, noticing his depleting energy
He'd nod his head a bit, turning you around to place a kiss on your forehead.
It was sweet..
Until he managed to step on your toes for the 10th time.
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Sigma:
I love this man
He'd learn to bachata just for you
Like, he'd say he has a surprise for you, pulls you off the couch, and starts dancing with you.
Probably because you had asked him to bachata with you once, but he didn't know how, so he declined
(We all know he treats your heart like a de la Rosa)
Mwah, he's just so sweet
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It took you by surprise when your duo-haired boyfriend lifted you up from the couch and started dancing with you. It was sweet. But boy, did it cause you to burst into a fit of giggles
This entire thing was awkward. With Sigma already embarrassed, and the way he just pulled you up made your cheeks red laughter.
He'd hide his face, still trying to regain his composure.
But you'd pull his hands down and give him a peck just to calm him down (it'd probably make him even more red, but it's okay)
"Sigma! I appreciate the thought, but the presentation of it -" You'd cut yourself off by your own laughter
At this, Sigma would pull you into a hug, burying his face into your neck to save him the embarrassment of you seeing his blushing face.
Give him some words of consolation to make him feel better, and maybe actually make the moment right for bachata...
And if you'd do this much, he'd actually be able to show you how well he's learned
When he finally does, it sure is impressive.
You can tell he's worked hard learning for you. At least there's consistency in this man's efforts.
But in the end, it was fun.
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Nikolai:
The first time you'd ask him, God was he a tease
I doubt he'd actually feel bad for teasing you, but he would one day agree
He already knew how to bachata surprisingly (I kind of have his headcanon where he learns dances in his spare time, but shhh)
It'd be pretty untraditional, though. He'd add his own little moves like always to add ☆flare☆
But he'd probably get bored of it and turn it into a ballroom dance instead
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Your clownish lover had you spinning around like a doll in his arms.
Always so gentle with you physically though always playing tricks with your mind with his silly quizzes
Today he was being exceptionally sweet.
'Perhaps it was because he wants something,' you thought.
But no, all those weeks ago when you'd ask him to dance and he'd tease you for it. That's why he was doing this for you today.
But, Nikolai? Feeling bad? Pfft what a joke. Well, that's atleast what he'd tell himself anyways.
You were his lover, he'd prize you above all else.
Just to be in your arms was a grace of the heavens in his eyes
And to see your slightly sullen face after he'd joke and prod at you, it soured his mood
He'd never admit it to you, nor himself really. But he was, in fact, vulnerable around you.
So at last he'd swallow his pride and dance with you.
His steps moved with expertise almost, but before you knew it he'd change the dance entirely
"Ugh.." Nikolai would groan
"I was getting bored anyways! Would you rather me quiz you, Dear Beloved?" He'd tease you even more
But after you'd tap out, your feet getting sore from dancing. That was when you'd finally notice the sincerity hiding in his eyes.
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Final A/n: please don't mind the writing change during Nikolais! Some dead writer probably possessed me.. anyways I rlly apologize about the wait on this one! I rushed to finish it so I didn't proofread it, sorry if there's mistakes!!
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melukonova · 6 months
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my college experience thus far!
a/n: have fun experiencing college through my eyes, major will not be specified! will definitely be a stem major though in certain scenarios
characters: haikyuu and genshin x gn! reader ; college au with iwaizumi, cyno, kuroo, tooru
warnings: mentions of rejection, these will vary in size because some of the men are not very present in my life anymore nor had a huge interaction (very short hcs because i do not interact enough with others and it shows… kidding. sorta LMAO.)
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tooru - the high school best friend
it wasn’t like you guys planned to kiss while watching anime on a saturday night during hanging out
you weren’t a rebound either for his last girlfriend who decided that he prioritized volleyball over him
he did his best to make sure that your friendship was his main priority which is why he always had spoiled you in silly ways, even his parents and family members took such a liking to you
you were rather enjoyable and you pushed tooru to focus on his grades but you never forced him into anything that he was not ready for
which leads back to this moment where you’re outside of your car, not expecting the night to go as it did
you guys ended up having a brief talk before a call from your parents about your curfew
tooru never ended up going to college but he supported your decision to go and let you study with him while he worked on his career for volleyball
“are you sure that you’re ready for a relationship again, tooru?”
and with a quick tilt of his head and a slight smirk as he whispered, “have i ever steered you wrong, y/n?” he smiled as he closed the distance between your lips again before opening your car door, “see you tomorrow.”
iwaizumi - your first college best friend
you two had gotten paired up with two other individuals in your group, it was all your first class together in college. everything is new and different, jetlag included for some (iwaizumi)
he ended up falling asleep and missing an 8 am class, big mistake for this huge group project that you all had made. luckily, you got his instagram account.
it was surprisingly empty on his account so you could not figure out much about him but he had responded later on in the evening to your surprise which blossomed a very close bond between the two of you…
though only just being friends could not only be enough for you, he was everything that you could ever imagine and more as a partner.
after thinking on it enough, one day you decided to tell him how you feel to see if it had been reciprocated.
sure enough, iwaizumi needed time... and you were okay with that. you knew giving him time would be what was best for you both. luckily your friendship had survived it.
after enough time, he finally approached you in person and asked if you would like to hang out and walk around campus.
and eventually, he asked you out to dinner to your favorite restaurant on campus… the food court where you both made it official.
kuroo- we have chemistry together
this guy…
you met him in your chemistry lab together, he made a small comment in your direction about titrations since you could not get the water to be a light pink color. he still wore this devilish smirk on his face as he looked in your direction.
clearly he was messing with you, though bokuto also had been in for it as well… that poor guy had to deal with kuroo constantly.
he managed to make you laugh though on several occasions. you both eventually ended up studying together because of this, it was never intentional how you fell for him.
boy was it a slow play of his, several semesters had passed and you two had several occasions where he eventually started to play a game to see when you would text back since you had been so busy with work yourself.
eventually, you both started to text more and more…
random conversations would come up like “is it gay if you kiss the homies goodnight when they wear socks but you don’t?”
you managed to morph yourself into his friend group, getting all their approval. somehow, they planned to get you two together.
your new friends and you had managed to get a table at a restaurant for ramen. it was rather delicious and the noodles tasted fresh before he jokingly asked you what is the most cliche date ever. though, what you didn’t realize — was he was actually asking you out…
“let’s go to the aquarium, i can tell you the chemistry of how things work there. so how about it?”
dumbfounded. all you could say was sure before waiting for a few other hangouts before your eventual ‘date’. you needed confirmation so you didn’t accidentally find yourself falling for a man who didn’t love you back.
“kuroo… are you asking me out on an actual date?”
“do you want it to be?” there was no hesitation in his words as he picked out another awful outfit for your guys’ date. it would be rather ridiculous to be this dressed up for an aquarium.
and that’s how you managed to get your first kiss stolen.
cyno - a pokemon nerd
you two had met in your recent physics class, you both had failed miserably on your first exam.
“did you get higher than a 0.3?”
“no…”
did anybody??? no. the average was a 0.5 out of 2, a solid 25%! gross.
this exam led you two to talk more, you eventually found out how big of a closeted nerd he was. he tried his best to sound cool in front of you but he forgot about all of that when you mentioned the words ‘pokemon tcg’.
you opened up a can of worms that you hadn’t even realized existed at all… not that you weren’t a fan!
trading card games were not your forte though… you tried your best to get an understanding of how to play, he rated your deck and everything — trying to help you get a sense of the game.
eventually, you guys spent every day after the lecture together. you guys got lunch and you both were talking while playing.
though, cyno couldn’t take it anymore. he needed to call you, he needed to talk. he just needed somebody to hear him out
or so you thought…
he just needed you to hear him out.
“y/n, i can’t shake this feeling that you’re meant to be my player two. there’s something here and i want to pursue it with you, if you’ll let us.”
screaming, literally screaming internally. was he that sleepy? but you heard correctly.
“y/n? did i lose you? was that too forward?” he wanted to make a pun to stop the awkward tension until he heard you speak up.
“how could i cy-no when i feel the same?” you guys were both laughing before you got in your car and started driving to him as you guys called. a simple ice cream date, he said… yet all of these puns about ice cream were NOT on the agenda from what you thought it would be…
“my favorite day of the week is sunday. do you get it? it’s because-”
“you can have sundaes? it always makes me melt to be with you.” he was caught off guard.
perhaps it was an (n)ice day for you both…
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melukonova, 2023. 𓂃 ☄︎
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itsonlydana · 2 years
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"the consequences of kissing your homies" ➷ Foolish
➛ pairing: cc!Foolish x gn!reader
➛ idea: you should never propose a game of trying to recognize which friend is kissing you while you wear a blindfold, not when you are madly in love with one of them
➛ word count: 2k
➛ tags/warnings: none, fluff, making out, reader kisses sapnap, karl, foolish and punz
➛ an: me and a friend play a game where she finds my simp-comments under edits of foolish on tiktok and i think i set my personal record after all those irl streams
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You're always smarter in retrospect.
This thought drilled into your head as a black shirt was tied around your eyes and the last thing you saw were the four grinning faces of your friends - then there was only darkness. 
It was overwhelming to see nothing and notice so much more at the same time. You rubbed your flat clammy palms over the fabric of your pants, from your thighs to your knees where they rested pressed together, sandwiched between your legs bobbing up and down. "These are the consequences of your smart mouth" you talked to yourself in your mind "You have to go through this now"
"Okay, how many fingers am I showing?", Sapnap asked you as a test after the knot in the back of your head had been carefully tied down by Karl.
You stared strained against the fabric in front of your eyes. "Four? I don't know, I can't see anything." And that was exactly the bad thing. You couldn't see what the four boys were up to and doing, could only guess from Karl's quiet giggle that at least they were having fun with the whole thing.
This game had been your idea, the result of a stupid comment about the inability of Foolish to recognize burgers correctly and that it couldn't be that hard to guess things when you can't use your eyes. Karl, who had no problem showing his affection with physical effection anyway, immediately jumped on the thought train and claimed he could recognize all his friends by kissing. 
Maybe you should have thought before you claimed to be able to do that. Maybe it was stupid to look past your feelings for Foolish and kiss him just because you didn't want to take back your words. 
You' re always smarter in retrospect, but you dreaded the road to this point.
You took a deep breath, your own heartbeat beating loudly in your ears, and you feared the boys would notice how unsure you had suddenly become. But they were busy with themselves, you could hear them whispering from a corner of the room, probably about an order, but as much as you tried to understand their murmurs so you could mentally prepare yourself for when it was Foolish's turn, they were unintelligible. 
Footsteps approached and you pushed your back straight through. "So?" you asked in a slightly wavering voice "Do you still have the guts or do you want to give up before you lose?"
"Well whoever kisses you has won anyway...ow what man?"
While you rolled your eyes at Sapnap's first statement, you cracked them wide open at the swearing. He had definitely been lightly beaten by someone, you could guess that from the gasp and the muffled boxing noise, but who among the guys would overreact like that to a clear joke like that? Since you had met, the conversations had consisted of either teasing each other or overdoing the purely platonic flirting. Not that it's anything new, from the beginning you were all very open to each other and the closer you got to each other the more risqué some of the flirting statements were, just look at Quackity and Foolish. For whatever reason Sapnap got backlash for that joke was a mystery to you, but maybe you got into such thoughts out of sheer panic. 
"Besides, we're not giving up, are we guys?" asked Punz, the tension instantly dissipated. 
For you, too, all caution was blown away as footsteps approached. Automatically, you raised your head slightly, so that the person would only have to lean down to kiss you. 
Briefly you thought about how stupid your idea was and how much it could destroy your friendship with Foolish, but then you heard breathing near you and before you saw it coming, pun intended, a pair of lips brushed yours. It wasn't even a second of contact, just a hint of a touch that didn't send butterflies fluttering around in your stomach or turn your vision pink behind the blindfold. Just a brush, there for a moment and gone right away. If each of the guys kept it that brief, you'd have no trouble working your way through this and not break out in a love panic. Relieved, you exhaled a breath held far too long, relaxed a little.
"Punz," you said with a firmness in your voice that made the man blow air out of his cheeks. "What? Even a fraction of a millisecond from a kiss is enough to let me taste those white claws you drink. Next."
Places were switched, Punz dropped down next to you on the couch and someone else squatted in front of you. The next set of lips was softer, sticky from a recently applied and cherry tasting chapstick you had seen in the hand of one of the guys just a few minutes ago, but before you could respond the person burst into a series of uncontrollable giggles that -even if you had guessed wrong- would have removed any doubt you had one hundred percent. 
The giggle was infectious and rolled over you a wave of complete relaxation about the whole situation, making you shake your head in laughter. "Karl! Of course I recognize you when you laugh!"
"Well great," Punz complained with a smile in his voice from your side "Now you've given them a point"
"And I thank you very much" you grinned, wiping away the remains of his chapstick with the back of your hand. Karl stood back up, his hands propped on your knees. You really could have recognized him without the laughter, already today he had pressed a kiss on your cheeks twice on the stream and once met your mouth, which fortunately the camera hadn't caught. 
You prepared yourself for the next kiss, the next one had a 50/50 chance of being Foolish and although you hoped he might not be up for such a game and drop out at short notice, you could feel the excited shiver that traveled over your entire body at the presence of either Foolish or Sapnap in front of you. It was six tense seconds of the person in front of you resting, taking time to lean down, and you felt a hot breath hit your face. You heard a heavy swallow, a hitched breath, and you felt the heat creep up the back of your neck. Just as you opened your mouth slightly to make a joke, the person bridged the last few inches and his lips met yours, open and hot. Your eyes fluttered shut behind the blindfold as the sensations swept over you and overwhelmed you. You knew instantly who just kissed you, whose lips were so perfect on yours that they had to be meant for each other, and you took a shaky breath into the kiss. A single word, a single name, your whole world
"Foolish"
He didn't break away from you right away, but remained in front of you for a moment, his lips hovering over yours, that you still felt every breath. And then he kissed you a second time, a brief peck that you tried to chase, knowing you would never again experience a kiss as sweet and real as this one, because no one would make you feel the way Foolish did. 
You had won the game, but you still felt like a loser as you slowly took off the blindfold and couldn't even look in Foolish's direction without feeling a pang in your chest. 
The rest of the evening was a blur, quickly passing games and conversations that could have actually been a wonderful distraction from what was to come as the night drew ever closer. 
Because of course, it was today of all days that Quackity arrived and you had naturally agreed to have no problem sharing a bed with Foolish. Before the kiss you had had no problem, before the kiss you were happy to have sleepover parties with one of your friends who was also your crush but mostly your friend.
After the kiss, your heart's priorities had changed a bit. 
You excused yourself earlier than the others, hoping to fall asleep before Foolish decided to go to bed. As fate would crucially have it, you had just sat down on the bed and were about to turn off the bedside lamp light when there was a knock on the door and Foolish came into the room at your hesitant "yes." 
"Are you okay?" he asked and you wanted to cry out in frustration at his loving care, instead you just nodded. Foolish stepped further into the room until he sat down at the edge of the bed. You continued to avoid his gaze, suddenly all the lint on your sleeping top was much more interesting. "(y/n)", Foolish began and your grip around the hem of your shirt tightened, nails digging into the fabric "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable with the kiss"
"What?" your gaze shot up from a particularly attention grabbing piece of fluff to Foolish whose dark eyes were on you "You didn't make me uncomfortable, how come-"
"So that kiss didn't change anything for you?" asked Foolish, and you swore the earth shook under his words. 
"No," you lied under bated breath, your voice no louder than a whisper that let your lie fill the silent room. You couldn't tell him the truth, you valued your friendship too much for that, even if it seemed to be on the brink right now, for a shadow flitted across Foolish's serious gaze.
Then he leaned closer. "If it hasn't changed anything, then surely I can repeat it."
The earth shook, time stood still, and the angels in heaven sang praises as Foolish kissed you, again, without blindfold, without any games. There was no excuse as to why you welcomed his kiss, other than pure desire to surrender to the feelings ripping you off your feet and surrender to him. As much as you wanted to keep your eyes open and see that it was really Foolish who just kissed you with everything he had, when he climbed onto the bed and leaned over you they fluttered shut and you let him gently press you against the pillows. You were drunk on his lips, addicted within seconds to them and the way they fit perfectly on yours. Foolish's hands gripping the back of your neck knocked down every wall around your heart, crumbling the protection between you and your feelings, and you gave up trying to ignore them. One of his hands ran over your shoulder, down your chest and to your heart, resting over the rapid pounding against your ribcage as he pulled your head closer with his other hand on your neck. There was not an inch between you, no room for denying what you both felt, no more room to run away from each other.
There was no game, no guessing whose lips belonged to whom, and yet Foolish kissed you as if he was desperate to prove to you that it was because of him that stars danced in front of your closed eyelids and tears of joy welled up in your eyes. 
The feeling of his body on yours, his one leg between yours and his chest against yours, was crushing and grounding, his smell -his perfume, his shaving cream and just him- real and no longer a part of your fantasy, your hope. 
You raised your hands, burying your fingers in his long black hair, and Foolish inhaled sharp into the kiss. Finally you managed to open your eyes, (e/c) met a dark brown, almost black and in them love.
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