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theemporium · 29 days

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Congrats on 10k! I absolutely love your writing! It always makes me feel warm and fuzzy 💕

I was wondering if I could request violet fluff 💜 prompt #31 with James Potter? Thanks so much, hope you’re having a great day 🥰

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

31. “I’ve been in love with you since the day we met."

James Potter honestly thought he was losing his mind.

He liked to pride himself over the fact he was good with people: talking to them, understanding them, observing them. He was a social butterfly and fairly empathetic, and he could talk to a brick wall and somehow still make it one of the most entertaining conversations people have ever witnessed.

He tended to thrive in social situations, basking in the attention when the spotlight was on him. He was never made for the shadows or outskirts. He was made to be the person someone could always rely on in public, the one who could change the conversation when needed or keep things from becoming stagnant and awkward.

But all of those skills felt redundant and useless when it came to you.

Because, here’s the thing—James is, like, ninety-nine percent sure that you aren’t doing it on purpose which honestly makes the whole thing worse.

James Potter is not a subtle man. Far from it, if anyone is concerned. He is open with his feelings and wants and desires and dreams. He wears his heart on his sleeve and he wears it proudly. And he has been flirting with you since day one.

And you flirt back. He swears you flirt back. Hell, despite the way they mocked how lovesick and besotted he was, even his friends were sure you flirted back because that was the only way to describe your banter. It was flirty and teasing and, on some occasions, mimicked that of an old married couple.

But just when James thinks he is finally getting somewhere with you, you pull a total one-eighty on him and he is left thinking that you are unaware of it all. That maybe—just fucking maybe—you are oblivious to James’ obvious and unsubtle attempts.

He is also pretty sure you don’t realise that half of your hangouts with the boy were his attempts at asking you on a date.

And he was losing his goddamn mind.

It’s almost ironic that all it would take was a potions assignment for things to come together.

“It’s a simple potion, there really shouldn’t be any mistakes or problems,” Slughorn announced as he wandered through the room, his robes swishing behind him with each step. “If you have any problems, just ask but this potion should be easy for your age.”

And the thing was, yeah, it was pretty easy. James looked at the instructions and it was something he could have done with his eyes closed if he really wanted to.

But Remus wasn’t in class today, instead deciding to take the day off with the full moon having just passed. And your usual partner wasn’t in either. And now you were partners together and you were really pretty and, honestly, James couldn’t be blamed for being a little distracted.

He also didn’t know that fucking up the potion would turn it into an accidental truth serum.

In fact, he didn’t even realise until the two of you were too busy laughing at Slughorn demanding the two of you go to the bathrooms to clean up, halfway down the corridor when he turned to look at you and just blurted out the words before he could stop himself.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty.”

You paused, shoes squeaking against the floor as you looked at him with wide eyes. “What did you say?”

And before he could even try to come up with an excuse, he was talking again. “I said you’re pretty. Because you are. I always think you’re pretty but you’re prettier when you laugh.”

You blinked. “You really think that?”

“Of course I do,” James retorted, almost snorting a little at the incredulous tone of your voice. “I think you’re one of the most gorgeous girls in this world. It’s why I flirt with you, like, every day.”

Your cheeks warmed. “Oh.”

“I’ve been in love with you since the day we met,” James continued because he couldn’t really bring himself to stop. “And I really want to kiss you all the time. I just don’t know if you like me back or not.”

“I do,” you blurted out, but there was a smile on your face—even if it was a little shy. “I do like you back. And I want to kiss you too.”��

“Sweet,” James grinned and then, because he was a man of action and promises, he closed the distance between the two of you.

His warm palms cupped your cheek, his body pressed against every inch of your own before he kissed you. It was dizzying and slightly surreal. It made your head spin when his tongue swiped over your lips before exploring your mouth. It made your knees buckle when a low groan sounded from the back of his throat.

But it was everything the two of you wanted and more.

And yeah, maybe James Potter was going to lose his mind if this was how good it felt to kiss you.

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iliketangerines · 2 months

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Hi I hope you’re doing well 🫂✨I love your writing and this is my first time requesting 🫣🥰

Would you mind writing mk1 Shang Tsung smut 😭😭😭 he’s soooo deviously fine in this game 🥺🫶🏽

stars in your eyes

a/n: this is not an odd request at all cutie. in fact, i love it dear god. why can't three burly angsty men destroy me in real life.

pairing: director!shang tsung x sub!afab!reader x dom!havik x dom!quan chi

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), pussy slapping, clit slapping, overstimulation, pussy eating, creampies, slight breeding kink, praise kink, degradation kink, blowjobs, hand jobs

Shang Tsung had traveled to a club and found you there, fresh-faced, nervous, but oh so pretty and submissive

you had given him a lap-dance, pretty eyes blinking up at him, pretty red lips begging to be bitten, and body looking perfect to be ruined by him

he slipped his business card in along with a few hundred in cash and waited for a phone call from you

it had taken almost a week of waiting, your body haunting his thoughts as he kept on checking his phone, but you finally called

you talked in a timid and sweet voice, and Shang Tsung wanted to hear you moan, to have your voice ruined by sucking on his cock

he tells you to come in for an audition the next day and that he’ll provide costumes for you

you agree and thank him for the opportunity, adding on an innocent sir at the end of the thanks before ending the phone call

Shang Tsung can’t help himself and pulls his cock out and imagines your lips wrapped around his dick, lipstick smeared and mascara running down your cheeks

you arrive the next day a few minutes early, and Shang Tsung observes how nervous you seem, how your make-up is applied, how you squirm in his seat as he leans in a bit closer to you

he brings you to a back room, black leather couch sitting in the back with a nice rug sitting in front of it, and Shang Tsung sits in the middle and tells you to change in the room next door and impress him

he already knows he’s going to hire you, but he wants to have a taste right now

you bite your lip and nod, going to the next room over, and Shang Tsung bounces his knee impatiently as you change into the costume he’s chosen for you

you come back into the room, face warm and eyes downcast as you tug at the harness, and Shang smirks at the sight of you

you’re dressed in a lingerie set that does nothing hide your chest or your pussy from prying eyes, and a garter belts squeeze your thighs and cause a bit of fat to pudge out

Shang Tsung has never been so hard

what really sells the vision is the collar around your neck, and he imagines it’s his collar, claiming you as his, but he shakes off the thought and beckons you to come close

you teeter a bit awkwardly in front of him, unused to his stilettos you’re wearing, but you make it in front of him and kneel in front of his spread legs obediently

he pets your hair, purring out a praise, and you face warms at the words

he leans back and tells you to pleasure him, and you bring your hands forward, unzipping his pants and pull his underwear down far enough to take his cock out through the hole

you stroke his dick, spreading the pre-cum down his shaft and take the tip into your mouth, pressing your tongue into the slit and suckling on his dick

he groans and resists the urge to grab your hair and fuck your face until you’re crying

you bob your head up and down, taking him further and further into your mouth until your nose is buried in his clothed pelvis

you hum around his dick, tongue pressing into a vein on the underside of his cock, and Shang Tsung clenches his fist to stop himself from cumming too quickly

you bob your head up and down the full length of his cock, tongue pressing and prodding against him for a few more minutes, and Shang Tsung sees stars as he finally cums into your mouth

you whine and eagerly swallow his cum, and when you come off his mouth, you stick your tongue out to show you’ve swallowed it all

Shang Tsung pets the side of your face and tells you that you deserve a reward

he helps you up on shaky legs, and he doesn’t miss the way that your wetness coats the inside of your thighs

he brings you to another room and has you sign all the papers and everything else, and he enjoys watching you squirm in your seat as you try to rub your thighs together for some friction

he sends you off and tells you the date of your first film and who else will be performing with you

you come a few minutes early to the filming day just as before, and he tells you to dress up in a costume once again, and he’ll be waiting for you in the filming room

when you knock on the door and enter, Shang Tsung knows you’re going to be a hit

that sweet expression mixed with the tight white dress and fake angel wings and halo above you really do sell you as an innocent little toy for him

two of his other actors are waiting for you in the room already, dressed with fake devil wings and horns

none of the cameras are rolling yet, but he wishes they were to catch the expression of your face as Quan Chi and Havik stand up and tower over you

they bring you over with gentle hands to the center of the room, a somewhat elaborate stage of hell, and Shang Tsung starts the cameras

there’s a bit of the introductory dialogue, but soon enough, Quan Chi picks you up, arms hooked over your legs to spread you wide apart

your dress rides up to expose your pretty pussy to the camera and Havik laughs, calling you a naughty angel for not wearing any panties

you try to deny it, but the protest turns into a yelp as Havik slaps your pussy and watches as you clench around nothing

he laughs in that deep voice, saying that naughty angels must be punished before landing a series of slaps on your pussy and pinching at your clit

make-up streams down your cheeks as you cry and sob, trying to jerk away from the contact, but Quan Chi keeps you still in his arms

Havik laughs at your pathetic mewls but finally stops abusing your drooling pussy and presses a sweet kiss onto your clit

you whine and whimper as Havik laps at your clit, using his fingers to spread your folds and dig his tongue deeper into your pussy

Quan Chi readjusts his arms, his hands digging into your thighs and leaving bruises on your soft skin, and your hips buck forward into Havik’s mouth

the man brings his fingers up, shoving them into your pussy and curling them to find that sweet spot inside of you, and he hums around your clit

you arch your back off of Quan Chi, and he chuckles as Havik starts to abuse that spot within you

Shang Tsung can see the way your wetness drips down onto the floor, and he pulls out his own aching cock and lightly strokes himself to ease some of the tension

as you throw your head back into Quan Chi’s chest, cumming on Havik’s fingers, you grow limp in his arms, eyes glassy and make-up ruined by your tears

Quan Chin puts you down on shaky legs and disappears off the camera to go and grab something, and Havik grabs onto your cheek and kisses you roughly, shoving his tongue down your throat

you whine and melt into the touch despite the roughness, and Quan Chi returns with a dildo, one that resembles a tentacle

he tells you to be a good angel and arch, and you do so without a single complaint, still occupied with the feeling of Havik roughly kissing you

Quan Chi slides the tentacle between your soaked folds, and you jump slightly at the cold silicon touching you

the man slowly slides the dildo into you, and you moan into Havik’s mouth, slightly squirming at the texture

Quan Chi swats your ass and tells you to stay still for him as he roughly fucks you on the dildo, and you moan into Havik’s mouth

the man moves down to kiss your neck, sucking hickeys into your neck, and Quan Chi continues to fuck you on the dildo, telling you you’re such a naughty angel for enjoying being fucked by two demons

you whine into the air and ask them to cum, pretty please, tears are gathering on the tips of your eyelashes

Quan Chi has a cruel smirk and says no, stuffing the dildo back into your abused cunt before forcing you on your knees

both Havik and Quan Chi take out their dicks, and Quan Chi tells you to work for your orgasm, and you whimper but put Havik’s dick into your mouth and Quan Chi’s cock into your hand

you stroke Quan Chi, flicking your wrist and pressing the pad of your thumb into the slit of his cock, and he groans at your ministrations and tells you to keep going

Havik has grabbed onto your face, fucking into your throat with reckless abandon as he tells you what a whore you are for enjoying this

your hips twitch as you try to bounce on the dildo, but with the way Havik’s holding you and Quan Chi is next to you, you can only clench your pussy around the thick tentacle

Havik pulls you off of his dick, patting the side of your face harshly with his palm as he makes fun of how whorish you look, that you’re such a cock slut

you agree dumbly, and Quan Chi grabs onto your chin and forces his cock down your throat, grabbing onto your hair and dragging you up and down on his cock

Shang Tsung can see the way Quan Chi’s throat bulges in your throat, and he wishes that were him

but all in due time

you bring your hand up to stroke Havik, but your strokes are shaky and uncoordinated as you lose air from Quan Chi thrusting into your throat

finally, he pulls out of your mouth, and Havik and Quan Chi stroke themselves, and you stick out you tongue and let them shoot their cum all over your face

you swallow what lands on your tongue, and they drag you up, Quan Chi bringing you in for a rough kiss as he gropes your ass, and Havik takes out the tentacle, a loud squelching sound filling the air

Shang Tsung stands up and exits the room, putting on his own costume, just a pair of horns and wings bigger than Havik’s and Quan Chi’s and walks back into the room

he walks in on them with Quan Chi sucking another hickey into your neck and Havik squeezing and slapping your red ass

Shang Tsung checks that the cameras are rolling before stepping onto the stage

immediately, they stop what they’re doing and pull you so that you stand between them

your wetness drips down your legs, and your wings and halo are slightly askew, but it just enhances your ruined image

Shang Tsung approaches you and tsks, putting his thumb into your mouth, and you automatically suck on it

you’re completely fucked-out, willing to do anything Shang Tsung says, and he smiles internally at the thought of that

he mocks your expression, saying that an angel should’ve look so debauched, and you can only moan around his thumb at the words

he continues on, saying maybe he’ll keep you as his own little pet, for him to use and fuck and breed when he wants to

he signals the other two to let go of you and for Quan Chi to stop rolling the cameras to move another prop on set

Quan Chi does so, and he and Havik start moving a bed onto set

but you’re still a drooling mess in Shang Tsung’s arm, sucking on Shang Tsung’s thumb and clinging onto him like a lifeline

Shang Tsung smiles and brings you to the bed and tells Quan Chi to start filming again

once he hears the camera click, he removes his thumb from your mouth and trails kisses down your neck, your stomach, until he reaches your cunt

he spreads them with his wide shoulders and forces you to keep them apart as you hiccup and sniffle as you try to grab for Shang Tsung

he tuts and tells you to be a good angel and keep your hands to yourself, and you immediately put your hands on the sheets

Shang Tsung can see how your pussy drools for him, clenching around nothing, and how it’s still swollen from the way Havik slapped it earlier

but you look so pretty like this, clit swollen and pussy sore, and Shang Tsung files away the thought of hitting your sensitive clit with a riding crop

Shang Tsung buried his nose into your clit, grinding into the overstimulated nub, and laps at your pussy with his tongue

you whine and arch off the bed but dutifully keep your hands on the bed as Shang Tsung hums into your abused cunt

he fucks you on his tongue, relishing in your needy moans and pathetic mewling, and he quickly brings you to an orgasm

as your chest heaves up and down, he climbs up and slides his dick between your folds before sliding into you

you’re still wet and tight around him despite the dildo inside of you earlier, and he groans at the feeling of you clenching down on him

he sets a brutal pace, hips slamming down onto yours and slapping against your clit, and he tells you that you can move your hands

immediately, your hands claw at his back, and he purrs about how much of a slut you look like right now and asking what the other angels would think if they saw you like this

you can’t respond, just blabbering out nonsense, and Shang Tsung slows down his pace and tells you to answer like a good whore

you babble out that they’d think you’re just a cumslut, a dump for demons to breed you with their seed, that they’d think you’re a dirty angel who can only suck dick

Shang Tsung smiles and calls you a good angel before continuing with his ruthless pace

as he continues to fuck you, tears stream down your cheeks, and he has to resist the urge to kiss them away

instead, he bites your neck, and you keen, your pussy spasming around his dick

you squirt all over his torso, and Shang Tsung’s eyes sparkle as he realizes that you’re a squirter

squirters always raked in more cash

he fucks you through your orgasm, and you can only let continue fucking into you, chasing his own release despite the sparks of pain mixing with the pleasure now

Shang Tsung’s hips stutters, and he buries himself deep inside of you and spills his cum deep inside of you

he lazily thrusts in and out of you as he cums, and pulls out when he can feel his dick softening

he looks down at the mixture of your cum and his cum mixing, and he shoves it back in with his fingers, commenting that you’re going to be a wonderful breeding bitch

Quan Chi cuts the cameras, and Havik immediately rushes over with some damp towels and water for Shang Tsung and you

the director helps you sit up, but there’s still a far away look in your eyes

he helps you drink some water and eat a small bite of a granola bar, but your eyes are still slightly watery and glossy

Shang Tsung frowns and gets up to go and check something, but you grip onto his hand and ask him in a quiet voice to not leave, small tears dripping down your cheeks and a slight sniffle escaping from you

he sends a concerned glance over to Quan Chi and Havik, who tell him to take care of you and that they’ll clean up, and he picks you up and brings you to his office

he lays you down on the couch and cuddles up next to you, and you let out a dopey smile and snuggle into his chest

you fall asleep soon after, and Shang Tsung realizes that you need a lot more comfort right now than he was providing

and then he smiles at how compliant and submissive you are, how compliant and submissive you can be, how he could get you to do anything in this state

the film releases soon after, and Shang Tsung watches as the numbers rise

he pets your head as he sits at his desk, and you whine, your cock in his mouth as he has you cockwarm him

he’s going to have so much fun breaking you in

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saleeba · 1 year

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reward ; gabriel martinelli 🌟

summary ♡ after two beautiful goals during a match that you were unable to see in person, you decide to both apologise to and reward gabriel in your own special way.

pairing ♡ gabriel martinelli x fem!reader

content ♡ 18+ (minors dni), smut, established relationship, oral (m receiving), p in v, dirty talk, sub!gabriel, domme!reader, mr martinelli being so adorably obedient, cum eating, unprotected sex (pls practise safe sex friends 🫶🏽), praise (m receiving), marking, riding, tit play, kissing, pet names galore, some (google translated >.<) portuguese

a/n ♡ i’m in my slut eraaaaa 🤭 honestly i wanted to go down the fluff route when it came to my pookie but smth came over me o_O i just know this man makes the prettiest sounds when he’s being sucked off i just know it!!!! anyway this goes out to the lovely anon who asked if i was gonna write for martinelli,, i hope this doesn’t disappoint!! this fic is set right after the arsenal v everton match that happened on march 1st so almost 2 months ago 😭 but i think bc bae scored twice it had to be the one <3 anyway hope u guys enjoyyy !!! as always pls lmk if u have any feedback <3 requests are temporarily closed as of now but they’ll open up right after i’m done with my current wips !! :D

[ meu amor = my love // linda = pretty girl // meu anjo = my angel ]

4-0. a formidable result. and the love of your life shares half the score with two spectacular goals.

you’ve been watching the match from your shared living room — work assignments long forgotten — biting your tongue at every slip and trip but buzzing with pure joy when the whistle eventually sounds, concluding arsenal’s victory over everton. you instinctively jump up from the sofa to grab your phone and send gabriel a congratulations text, a ritual that the two of you have unintentionally become accustomed to whenever you were unable to watch him play in person.

congrats baby i’m so proud of you ❤️

you text his phone, not expecting a reply anytime soon since he’s probably still in the dressing room celebrating the team’s win. you smile at the thought of him cheering and dancing with his teammates, the mere mental image sending flutters to your stomach. i am so fucking lucky. a second barely passes before your phone pings with a notification.

thank you meu amor, can’t wait to get home to you ❤️

gabriel’s response comes some minutes later — surprisingly fast in your opinion. not that you’re complaining because it gives you the chance to text him back without missing a beat.

well don’t be too late i want to celebrate with you 🥰

he replies with a simple but sincere ‘🫡❤️’ which makes you laugh audibly. you’re intentionally vague about what you mean exactly, quietly thankful that your charmingly innocent lover doesn’t poke you about how exactly the pair of you are going to celebrate the win together, and that you have the opportunity to take him by surprise when he arrives home later.

***

you’ve been mindlessly watching some late night trash television for over an hour or two, maybe even longer, you have no idea because the thought of giving gabriel what you’ve been wanting to give him is the only priority in your mind right now. you glance at the clock on the wall to help you out. 11:57 pm, it reads.

you contemplate texting gabriel once again, starting to miss his presence more and more as the seconds pass. the sound of keys and the front door closing pulls you from your thoughts.

not even a moment after he passes through the living door, you practically leap onto him, arms and legs wrapped around his body in a style not too dissimilar to that of a koala. gabriel chuckles, throwing his house keys onto the sofa-side table and steadying you by the waist, hands clasped together on your back.

“i missed you so much, you did so good, my wonderboy, i’m so so proud of you.” you leave what feels like a million kisses across his entire face, not even attempting to calm down your affection for him. gabriel just lovingly laughs at your antics and welcomes it all in, planting a big kiss on your lips when he finally gets the chance to.

“i missed you too, my love. winning would’ve been even better with you there, though.” he sits down on the sofa, your form still clinging onto him, making you slip yourself into his lap. in the days leading up to the game, you’d been extremely busy with work, suddenly up to your neck in deadlines and assignments which caused you to break your long streak of going to see gabriel play live.

“i know, sweetheart, i’m sorry,” the tiniest frown is momentarily painted on your face. you genuinely do feel bad for not being able to see him do what he loves doing the most at every given chance but what were you to do? casting the small sphere of guilt aside, you lean in to mumble against his full lips, voice low and dripping with desire. “let me make it up to you, hm?”

he responds with a bashful nod, eyes turning slightly wider, his gaze even more doe-like than usual. you move your head from his line of view to start plotting kisses down his tender neck, each one more hungrier than the previous, evoking small whiney moans from the footballer. settling on a spot at the base of his throat, you go on to bite at the surface before soothing it over with your tongue and sucking to see a small bruise forming. the vibrations of his heightening moans make you smile against his now splotchy skin.

stopping yourself from getting carried away with the way his adam’s apple bobs up and down from how good you’re making him feel, you climb down from his lap and stand up, extending your hand out towards him. “come on, baby,” you make a small ‘grabby-hand’ gesture. “i want to show you how proud i really am of you.”

gabriel doesn’t hesitate to pull himself to his feet which allows you to take him by the hand and lead the both of you to your shared bedroom, where you ask him to sit on the end of the bed. you say nothing more, letting the actions of your lips do all the silent talking as you leave a burning kiss on your lover’s mouth, one that goes on for a couple of minutes as neither of you want to let the other go, even if it’s for just a second.

“help me take these off you, baby.” you request, shifting your hands to his shorts where you snap the elastic band against his heated skin. he hikes his hips up at your words, letting you slide the material down his legs and off his body before tossing them over your shoulder. the only thing between you and gabriel’s growingly hard cock is the cotton of his black boxers straining against him.

you triallingly palm him through his underwear, cock twitching upon first touch and you take this as a signal to swipe off the acting barrier between what you desire, flinging that in some random corner of the bedroom too.

gabriel is almost writhing under your touch now, your fingers wrapping around his aching cock to give it a drop of relief. your thumb circles the tip where pre-cum pools around the orifice, spreading the thick fluid over his dark pink head.

“oh my god, please.” gabriel pants out, eyes squeezing shut when you kneel down between his parted legs and kiss the tip of his weeping cock a few times, pre-cum now being shared onto your lips.

“sshh, baby boy, let me take care of you,” you part your mouth to allow your tongue to swirl around it now, knowing that this much stimulation would have him whimpering for so much more. gabriel goes to touch your head for both leverage and relief but you lightly scold him with an ah ah ah before placing his hands on his thighs and telling him to keep them there. you knew he would’ve used them to guide your mouth to where he wanted otherwise but tonight, you’re the one in control — and you made sure to let him know. “try that again and we’ll stop whatever it is we’re doing, okay?” it’s a harmless warning really, because you know there’s no way you could ever say an absolute no to the boy when it comes to things like this, but you still smile appreciatively when he gives you a slow, coy nod.

“good boy.”

you swoop yourself down to capture the first few inches of his cock in your mouth, head moving easily along that particular area. he’s girthy for sure, but it’s his length that’s outstanding; lips stretching as you go lower on him, still struggling to take all of him in despite being with him for years and doing this an unfathomable amount of times. you set your tongue to work to make up for it though, laying it flat against his boner as you drag your head up to the top, lips still enveloping him. you don’t let go just yet as you opt to test yourself on how far you can truly go.

in one determined yet unbroken sweep, you push your mouth to the base of gabriel’s cock, gagging around him instantly as the tip is forced into the opening of your throat. the oscillations coming from you have him moaning deeply, his hands now gripping the sheets. you feel proud for being able to deepthroat him finally, for finding the fuel to do so off of how much you want to see him rewarded for doing so good in that match and for being able to make him sound like an absolute porn star.

you continue on relentlessly, without pausing for breath, just to hear the constant stream of his moans and heavy panting. the sounds cause shockwaves to flood your pussy, rapidly becoming so wet that you doubt you’ve ever been this drenched before. certainly not while being untouched. the bobbing of your head on his shaft gets faster too; you’re now needing him to finish and get what he’s so desperately been craving for, what you’ve been so desperately craving for ever since you got your mouth on him.

temporarily pulling off his cock, you go back to jerking it off and his sounds get even more lustful. “that’s it, baby boy, you’re doing so good for me,” you tap his cock against the flat of your tongue, slick and wet with how hard you’ve been working it on him and he throws his head back with a throaty groan. “god, you make the prettiest sounds, gabi.”

you return to stimulating his cock some more with your mouth, pulling off every few seconds or so — only very briefly — to tell him that you need his cum inside your mouth, that he’s allowed to make a mess on your face, and that your pussy is absolutely dripping with how fucking angelic he sounds right now. once you put your lips around him for the final time, almost swallowing his length again, gabriel switches up the pitch of his moans, signalling that he’s so close to what the two of you have been looking towards.

“ah, ah, amor, please,” his face is twisted in pure pleasure, his full lips separated to let every hefty breath out into the air, face burning with complete determination to orgasm. “i’m so close, please, i’m gonna cum.”

you’re listening to every syllable pour out of that kissable mouth of his, your own one acting unstoppable in its quest to make your lover cum for you. the sounds emitting from the both of you would be branded as utterly obscene if anyone heard them, your tongue and mouth creating the most vulgar slurping noises and gabriel virtually screaming at the top of his lungs at the sensation of you on his cock.

your head delivers one bob, two, nearly two and a half, before gabriel floods your mouth with his cum, the viscous fluid all warm and slightly salty along your tastebuds, voice sounding strangled and overwhelmed as he lets the loudest mewl you’ve possibly ever heard him make escape this throat. you pull off his tip with a pop, taking extra care not to spill a single droplet of his cum on the floor. gabriel pants heavily, chest heaving up and down, as you audibly swallow, giving the corner of your mouth a wipe to tuck a stray drop past your lips, not wanting to waste one bit.

you stand up, legs slightly stiff from being bent at the knees for so long, steadying yourself by grasping onto his shoulders, rubbing them along the toned muscles to soothe his breathing. if he were to be completely honest with you, your actions only sped his heartbeat up, the way your fingers dance across his skin causes it to erupt into a million goosebumps.

“you reckon you can give me another one, sweetheart?” another request falls upon his ears. your voice is relatively hoarse from sucking dick for some time but its tone is so saccharine, gabriel wouldn’t ever imagine denying you.

“anything for you, meu amor.”

your heart almost burst at that.

biting your lip to keep yourself from squealing over how fucking cute he is, you motion to the other end of the bed where plenty of plush pillows lay against the headboard, ushering him towards it. once you watch your lover situate himself where you want, you praise him with a good boy, as he sits with his back against the pillow pile, legs stretched out.

still at the foot end of the bed, you take a step back to make sure gabriel has your full body in view, as you come to the decision of giving him a mini show of you undressing yourself. starting with your bottom half, you turn to face away from him, bending over in the slightest angle, skilful fingers taking off your leggings and underwear in one go, and putting your ass on display. gabriel’s breathing accelerates when he catches sight of your pussy, the way it glistens in the room’s dim lighting making him gulp in a mixture of anticipation and excitement. mind so fixated on imagining the feeling of your tightness on his still sensitive cock, he doesn’t notice that you’re now back facing his awaiting form, hands unclasping your bra and discarding it beside you.

you smile across at him, crawling onto the bed before you land on his outstretched legs, plopping yourself down onto his lap yet again, thighs on either side of him. the juices coating your inner thighs smear onto his own skin.

placing your palms on his flushed chest, you start to grind slowly down onto him, relishing the tiny moans that pass through his lips. “will you let me ride you now, gabi?” you ask, your core intentionally slipping right over the head of his dick and causing you both to gasp out at the deliciously cruel teasing. “oh god, need you inside me now, meu anjo.”

the switch to portuguese and the feeling of your soaked pussy finally enveloping his raw cock sends his mind absolutely reeling. a pair of indecent moans are ripped from the two of you as you set yourself on bouncing and grinding on his cock, not wasting any time on making you both savour the feeling of each other.

“oh my god, baby,” you moan out, head thrown back and hands now embracing his shoulders. “you fill me up so well, ah!” you scream quietly when his dick twitches up into you at the sound of your praises. you notice him clumsily gripping onto the sheets, fingertips seeming antsy to hold something else other than the thin fabric. you smirk to yourself before leaning into his face and leaving a small kiss on his lips. “you can touch me now, y’know.” you say lovingly as your hands bring his slightly sweaty ones onto the curve of your hips, essentially responding for him.

his fingers conform to the shape of you, palms slotting perfectly into place like the two of you were made for each other. gabriel’s whines and whimpers spur you on to move faster and harder against him, the friction of your tits on his chest fogging your brain, hardened nipples on soft, damp skin.

“oh fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good,” you pant out into his rifted lips, body rolling and shuddering on top of him. “stuffing me so deep, my good boy, i’m so proud of you,” you’re starting to babble now, words just spilling out of your mouth in sheer adoration and pride for gabriel, not even sure whether you’re talking about how well he’s taking you or how well he did in tonight’s match. either way, your words stand sincere and heartfelt. “so good at everything you do, baby boy, oh my god, so good.”

gabriel isn’t sure if it’s the newly gained feeling of his hands on your pretty body or the way your voice doesn’t stop singing his praises but something sparks his confidence, and he thrusts firmly up into you with a groan of achievement, you reacting with a sudden scream, swearing that you can feel the tip of his cock reaching your stomach. with your back arching on command at the extremely full sensation inside you, gabriel takes the chance to latch his lips onto your left boob, the plumpness of them engulfing the sensitive bud as he sucks gently. the antithesis of your forceful hips on him and his delicate mouth on you has your cunt flooding with even more wetness, your juices only encouraging you to keep moving on his big cock, granted how fucking easy it is to slide up and down him.

he moves onto your right boob, this time involving his tongue, swirling it around and around as if he’s intentionally trying to mimic sending your mind into a similarly spiraled frenzy. you clench around him dangerously, both of you knowing what that action does to gabriel.

“ah, shit!” he whimpers, own head now being thrown back against the headboard as you’re still persistent with your hips, sopping pussy rocking over his length. “i-i think i’m gonna cum, amor.”

“cum for me, baby,” you permit, feeling the high of your own orgasm on the horizon, hips racing to meet gabriel at his climax. “you’ve done so well for me, come on, gabi, i want you to cum inside me, sweetheart, please.” the tight bubble at the pit of your stomach threatens to burst, pussy so tempted to throb around the shaft it’s enveloping.

gabriel’s hold on you gets tighter, imitating the same strength your cunt is exerting on his cock, fingertips pressing into your flesh to give him some relief but the way you clench around him grants him exactly that. his orgasm crashes over him like a ferocious wave, mouth wide open to let strangled moans escape his throat. your own release comes seconds later, just as gabriel is panting out the lasting moments of his, your lips seizing his in an effort to drown your carnal cries of pleasure as his warm cum coats your walls, the feeling of being stuffed and filled with his seed making your face scrunch in ecstasy, whispers of my good boy and that’s it, baby and you did so so well flowing into gabriel’s ears. you both help each other ride out the aftershocks of your orgasms — gabriel’s hands still on your hips as tight as ever, as if to say please don’t leave, knowing that you’ll take your body off him if he removes his grip.

“stay here with me, meu amor, pleeeease!” he whines after you tell him that you need to clean yourselves up, showing off those beautiful doe eyes that make you weak at the knees. huffing at his adorable antics, you respond with a joking roll of your eyes. you both know there is absolutely no way you could ever refuse those big brown eyes.

“alright, alright, but just for 2 minutes, okay?” you poke at his chest as a warning. he smiles, bringing you down with him as he goes to lay on the bed, the two of you still connected down below. “you’re so insatiable, i swear.” you place a meaningful kiss on his tender lips, pulling up to see how his face beams in a post-orgasm glow.

gabriel sweetly yawns, the hustle and bustle of the day now wearing down on him, fingers taken to rubbing your back to soothe himself as his eyelids flutter close. you let him of course, knowing how hard he’s worked on and off the pitch tonight, hand falling amongst the dark strands of his hair as his chest slowly rises up and down. there aren’t enough words to tell him how much you love him, you muse to yourself. you feel so lucky to call him yours.

#I NEED HIMMMMMM ✋🏽😩🤚🏽#y/n near the end: not arguing with a dude that has big brown eyes. whatever u say beautiful #but girl it’s about to be UTI central if u don’t get off his d bro 😟#anyway hi this isn’t rlly proofread bc im tireddd it’s 1:37 am rn i just need to get this out for match day tonight COYG ‼️‼️‼️#˗ˏˋ 📝 ˎˊ˗#gabriel martinelli #gabriel martinelli imagine #gabriel martinelli smut #gabriel martinelli x reader #gabriel martinelli x fem!reader #gabriel martinelli x you #gabriel martinelli x y/n #football imagine #footballer imagine #footballer smut

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dreamersville · 1 year

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ik everybody says hi, or some variation of that hut idk what else to say .. so HIIII. 😂😂 anyways i was wondering if you had any headcannons for Haikyuu!! like the ones you did for fatgum and tamaki .. i dont have a specific character but you could write for anybody if you dont mind. um thank youu and i really like your writing style

an? hiii love bugg🥰🥰. i wasnt really sure who to write for so this is more of like a general thingy? if thats so okay with you. and thank you so much for the compliment 🥹🫶🏽. the delusion was at an all time high for this 😭😭. request are open.

pairings? haikyuu x black reader

tw? none that i know of

Lying on their chest while they are on their back on the couch. You and them watching movies from your childhood including: Drum Line. Juice, Love & Basketball, Friday, and many many more, you explaining all the lore to them while they have one arm rubbing up and down your back the other one in your humming and asking questions every now and then to show that they are listening and intrigued. [daichi, anoe,yamamoto,semi,matsukawa,]

— You're used to hearing them wandering around the room getting ready for work, and waking up usually waking up to the noise but today you didn't, matta fact .. you didn't even hear the alarm go off, you groan as you turn over to see that they are still asleep. You slide up behind them wiggling your “ice cold” toes between their calves and shake their shoulders to wake them up. They jump up with a quickness thanking you for waking them up, as they rush about trying to get ready, but ofc they cant forget to come back and give you your “see you later” kiss. [konoha,tendō, osamau, ukai, kenma] — ORRRR you're usually the one who gets up earlier than them but today is your day off so you're going to sleep in and get some extra sleep. They are tiptoeing around while getting ready trying not to wake or disturb you because you really need this sleep. They come back in the room and fix their side of the bed then coming to your side you read just you and your head scarf, kissing your forehead goodbye. They might have stood there watching you gravity towards their side of the bed and snuggle into their pillow.. But you can't prove it. [yakuu, saeko, asahi, koganwgawa] — Let's talk about how they hover around you when you're cooking not only because it smells good but you like to have them taste test the food. Coming around the corner, spoon in one hand while the other one is under the spoon catching anything that might fall, you hold their chin as you let them try the food. Even if they rain down praise on everything they taste and are truly no help, you still have fun as you dance around the kitchen with them. {they also try to sneak an extra taste while they think you're not pay attention but gets caught every single time} [hinata, hanamaki,atsumu, ninshinoya, daishō] — They’ve grown to love Sundays. The idea of cleaning and listening to music with you all day ??? sooo domestic. Yall typically split the cleaning, there are no specific “rolls” per say, yall just do what yall wanna do. You are always in charge of the playlist because you are having the bestest songs ever. Don't let Let's Groove by Earth, Wind & Fire play because clean????? When let's groove playing??? Ain't no way baby. [sakusa, yachi, kita, kai, takeda] — They've always come back to you with some new bruise or cut and insist that you are the one to take care of it because you're always gentle and kiss it to make them feel better quicker. And the products you use after you're done always smell really good!! When you're done they always say “I think i've got a cut on my lip too” [hinata, kageyama, kyōtani, lev, bokuto] — You always turn the air down when you want to cuddle with them because they always claim it's too hot and you just wanna cuddle and be comfortable. You're used to the air being at 70 but their not, so here they come with with sweatpants on 2 pairs of socks a hoodie with a shirt on and a blanket on their shoulders, demanding you give up some of your body heat [goshiki, tsukishima, futakuchi, tanaka, michimya]

— [ ] who likes to come find you, interrupting whatever you're doing to put you in his lap and make you touch your forehead with and stare into each other's eyes. Mostly to be annoying but they like to have your presence around them and don't know how to ask so they just .. yk. [kageyama, fukunaga, anoe, terushima] — They loveeee to come behind you while you're standing and wrap their arms around you holding you while swaying side to side. Most times they don't initiate a conversation, they either put that chin on your head or shoulder or bury their face into your neck. Smelling that scent of shea butter and whatever frit you decide you wanted to smell like. [daichi, kuroo, akaashi, ushijma, oikawa] — [ ] knows your orders for multiple fast food and restaurants. + all the lil specialties of is, such ass you liking a spicy chicken sandwich combo no sauce add mayo, chilled strawberry lemonade from popeyes. its second atp. you just tell them where you wanna eat and they take care or everything else. [aone,kenma, osamu, aran, suga] — Yall have dance battles at random ass times. R a n d o m ass times. Yall could be grocery shopping, you send him to go get something on the other isle, you'd hear a song yall both like over the intercom playing, and you immediately look towards the end of the isle to see them slide into just in time as yall start dancing towards each other, not caring who see you. [tanka, nishinoya, tendō,hanamaki,] — They see you do your skin care routine and decide that they wanna copy you because your skin is literally the softest skin he’s ever encountered. But he likes when you apply the product to his skin because their fingers are calluses from playing volleyball. Matching headband to pull you guys hair back. It's sooo cuteeeee ahh i'm in love. [oikawa, atsumu and osamu, sakusa,] — You said i love you first and freaked the absolute dogshit outta them. Frfr. baby was clutching them pearlsssss, didn't know what to say? What to do? Obviously he loves you too, more actually if you let him tell it but they are still in this state of pure shock. You would be panicking if they didn't already say it to you when you were “sleeping”. [ashai, yamamoto, yamaguchi, konoha, kita] — On the contrary they said it first … accidentally but they still said it first. Yall were probably doing so mundane shit and they was just thinking “damn i really fucking love them” except it wasnt in their head, it was definitely out loud. Out loud as in you could hear them out loud, you were shocked but said it back and continued on with what you were doing like you didn't just change their life for the better. [suga, semi, washio, iwazumi, yaku] — Now they had a whole plan set out. From the time you woke up until the time they decided it was best to say it. They act like the finna propose or sum. It's really nice you're not suspicious because it was date night. You cried or wtv, (it's not or wtv, it was that ugly cry. lip curled back, nose running, ya getting red inna face, hiccuping after every breath, they are concerned dd) anyways you eventually say it back because duh you love, like hello?? You were already planning your wedding. And so were they. [lev, asahi, fukunaga, aran, kageyama]

hopefully you enjoyed!! thank you for the request💜!! i tried to include a wide variety of characters 😭, sorry if this wasnt what you wanted. request are open

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jungkookslipring · 1 year

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Slump

Thank you so much for the request!! I had so much fun writing this 🥰 also “Dark Rapper” my foot he is ✨baby✨

Summary: when Changbin is in a little bit of a funk, he can count on the guys to cheer him up.

Pairings: 3racha 🖤

Positions: Lee! Changbin🐰🐷, Ler! Han🐿, Ler! Chan🐺

Relationship: Platonic 🫶🏽

It wasn’t unusual for 3racha to spend an ungodly amount of time in their studio producing badass songs for their group, but some days, no matter how long you’ve been working, whether that be 12 hours or 12 minutes, sometimes it’s mentally draining to just do one task. Changbin found himself in that predicament, staring holes into his computer, trying to figure out what to do about a single track.

“Binnie, how about we leave early, huh? You’ve been staring at the screen for hours,” Chan suggested. Changbin wasn’t budging

“I’m good, Hyung,” he mumbled, not even looking up. He was so focused on the screen he almost didn’t notice the gentle hand that came to rub his shoulder.

“Why don’t we at least take 10?” Chan asked calmly. Changbin shook his head.

“I’m fine Hyung, it's just this one part of the track I’m struggling with but I’ll figure it out,” he huffed as he rubbed his temple. Han came up behind him and wrapped his arms over and around his shoulder.

“Please, Hyung?” Han asked with a slight pout. Changbin knew he couldn’t say no to Han. He saved the track and turned around in his chair to face the two rappers on the couch.

“I’m sorry, I’m just tired,” Changbin said as he started playing with the strings of his hoodie. Chan nodded understandingly as he patted the seat between him and Han. Changbin got up and situated himself between the rest of 3racha. The two wrapped their arms around the “middle child” while Changbin continued to mess around with the strings.

“Are you sure it’s nothing else, Binnie?” Chan asked. He wasn’t going to force him to answer, but he was letting him know that it was a safe space. Changbin shook his head and just looked at the computer.

“I mean I’m also stressed but I think we all are…” he murmured, feeling like it didn’t really matter how he felt cause he wasn’t the only one. Chan shook his head

“That doesn’t mean what you’re feeling isn’t valid,” he said calmly as Han rested his head on Changbin’s shoulder. He rested his temple on top of Hans, letting out a slightly shaky exhale. Being in a funk was never on anyone's agenda but it made work 10x harder and any minor thing that didn’t bother Changbin, did. Chan took one of his hands and started rubbing soothing circles on Changbin’s back. When his fingers strayed a little too close to his side, the 99er flinched the tiniest bit. Chan, being the extremely observant leader he was, of course noticed. He continued his actions, straying a little closer each time to Changbin’s side. Han picked up on it, and his hand that was already on his hyung’s side started pushing his fingers into the flesh. Changbin jumped a little more this time, trying to bite back a smile.

“Why so jumpy Hyung?” Han asked with a smirk. Changbin’s arms were trapped to his sides, so all he could do was wiggle in his seat.

“It t-tickles,” he grunted as he tried holding back a giggle. Chan smirked.

“I think that’s the point Binnie,” he smiled as he started wiggling his fingers on Changbin’s side. Changbin couldn’t hold back anymore and started quietly giggling.

“Hyungiehehehe,” he giggled as he wiggled even more in his seat, Han pressing his fingers a little harder into Changbin’s sensitive side.

“Whahahat are you two doihehehehe-“ he couldn’t continue when Han started squeezing both of his sides. The two kept up there actions, sitting up a little straighter when Changbin tried to stand up. Chan dug his fingers into his ribs, making the rapper fall back on the couch against the headrest. He threw his head back as the two dug a little harder into Changbin’s sides and tummy.

“You guhahahahahaha” Changbin laughed as he wasn’t able to finish the sentence. The two kept up their actions, cooing at their rapper. Their dark rapper who wore all black and watched horror movies was still a cute and sensitive lil baby.

“Awww Hyungie, you're so cute!” Han cooed as he grabbed a hold of his wrists, seamlessly pulling him down onto his lap pinning his arms above his head. Changbin was strong but it was getting harder to fight them off. The boys knew him too well though.

“We know you like this, Binnie,” Chan said in a baby voice as he started tickling all around his tummy. Changbin turned his face as far as he could into his bicep as his ears turned a cute shade of pink. The two rappers had the biggest smiles on their faces knowing they were correct. Chan alternated between squeezing his ribs, his abs, and his sides, while Changbin’s adorable laughter filled the studio. After a while he started walking his fingers up his sides and getting DANGEROUSLY close to his hollows. Changbin’s eyes almost bulged out of his head.

“Hyungiehehehe whatever you do, don’t gAHAHAHAHAHAHA HYUNGIEHEHEHE,” Changbin screeched as Chan started rubbing deep circles into his pits. Changbin threw his head back as far as it would go, knowing he couldn’t go anywhere.

“CHAHAHANNIE HYUNGAHAHA-“ Changbin screeched.

“Yes Bin?” Chan asked cheekily. Han and Chan couldn’t help laughing along with the Lee who was becoming a puddle of laughter in their lap. Chan tickled his armpits for what had to be longer than 10 minutes (which felt like an eternity) until Changbin reached silent laughter. Chan slowed his actions until he was rubbing away at the skin to get rid of the ghost tickles. Han let his wrists go and ran his fingers through Changbin’s bangs. The rapper laid there with the occasional giggle leaving his lips as the two boys took care of him.

“You alright Hyung? Sorry if we went too far,” Han whispered. Changbin shook his head with a big ol smile on his face.

“Not at all Hannie, I kind of needed that,” he said blushing. The two rappers pulled him up into a sitting position and hugged him right.

“Okay, yeah, let’s call it day Channie Hyung,” Changbin finally said. They all nodded and helped him up, grabbing their things and heading home for some much needed rest.

#stray kids #stray kids x stay #skz fanfic #stray kids fluff #skz tickle #stray kids tickle #kpop edits #kpop tickle #tickling kpop #kpop tickling #kpop fluff #stray kids hurt/comfort #skz angst #stray kids angst #3racha spearb #3racha cb97 #3racha j.one

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verslxt · 1 year

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sick days ~ r. suna

yo yo yo! it’s me again 🤪. anyways…i’ll probably do a poll for each fic i write, probably. unless i have an idea and i already have a character for it.

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rintarou suna ~ inarizaki 3rd year, been dating y/n since 1st year, won prom king with her a few days ago. middle blocker in volleyball

y/n ojiro ~ arans little sister, dating suna since 1st year. ecstatic that she won prom queen because she doesn’t think she’s that pretty. currently sick in her bed

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you laid back down after arans daily facetime. you got sick like sick sick. coughing, throwing up, and a fever of 103.5°

you saw a text pop up from suna

baby daddy 🥰

baby where are you?

you typed back

sick

~sunas pov~

baby momma 😍

sick

“how did she get sick so soon” atsumu looked over my shoulder at me and y/n’s texts

“man i don’t know” i said grabbing my bag. “make up and excuse for me! tell them i got sick with y/n”

i grabbed my keys and walked out. i got to my car and started it. while i waited for it to warm up i made a group

tsumu 😐, onigiri lover 😋, baby momma 😍, toshi

yo make up excuses for me. i’m going to y/n’s house

~y/n’s pov~

you felt your phone ding

dumbass 😶, baby daddy 🥰, onigiri lover 😐, toshi 🥱

baby daddy 🥰

make up excuses for me. i’m going to y/n’s house

i typed back

rin you really don’t have to

baby daddy 🥰

yes i do

a few minutes later you saw a slouched over 6’1 boy enter your room

“hi baby”

“tired”

“same”

you opened your arms and he took off his shirt and layer over top of you.

“if i run out of the room will you hold my hair while i throw up?”.

“baby.”

“yes”

“of course i would”

~time skip~

“y/n dear-“

your mom opened the door to see you and suna cuddled up together. she couldn’t help by think of her and your dad at that age

that’s when you woke up

“hi mommy”

“hi baby. you feeling any better”

“yea, but i may still need tomorrow of”

“okay, i got you a little something”

you sat up straight as your mom took out a book

“you’ve been wanting this book for a while now. and your grades are outstandingly good”

she placed the book ‘a girl in pieces’ in your lap

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the next day you woke up to suna coughing. and coughing hard at that.

“baby are you okay?” you asked rubbing his back

“yea, i think i just caught whatever you did”

“you want anything?”

“a shower”

you got up and started the shower for him, he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“can you text the group chat”

“yea”

suna kissed your temple and took off the sweatshirt you gave him. it always amazed you seeing his abs.

you got out of your bathroom and grabbed your phone

personal chef 🫶🏽

do need to text sunas mom and tell her you and suna got sick

future motha in law ❤️

did you and rin get sick? do i need to call the school?

you typed back

my child 😶

me and rin are now sick, sunas mom already knows

future dautha in law ❤️

me and rinnie are sick, but we’re getting over it slowly but surely. he is in the shower currently, i’m going to make him some breakfast

the better suna 🤪

gurl did my brother get himself sick

the better ojiro 🤪

lmao yep

you went downstairs and went into your kitchen

“hey alexa play maneater”

“playing maneater and similar songs”

“take it back, take it back”

you smiled as you grabbed out a pan. that’s when you felt two hands snake around your waist

“yes rinnie”

“a maneater kinda mood i see i see”

you giggled at sunas comment

“hey you have a notification on your phone”

“oh tell me who it is”

“the better suna”

“omg rin that’s your sister”

you opened your phone suna hunched over his head in the crook of your neck

the better suna 🤪

this boy is OBSESSED with you gurl

“she’s not wrong. first thing she’s ever been right about”

you laughed as suna kissed you

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sorry, this is literally so bad!!! but i’ve been working on it all week. anyways you guys prob don't know what the contact names are, so i'm just gunna give you a run down of them

personal chef-momma ojiro

future motha in law ❤️-momma suna

the better suna 🤪-reiko suna

baby daddy-suna

baby momma, my child, the better ojiro, future daugha in law-y/n

#suna x reader #suna rintaro scenarios #suna rintarō #haikyuu #haikyuu x y/n #suna x you #suna x y/n #haikyuu oc #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu fic

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enid-rhees · 10 months

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hey i haven’t requested in a bit :)) can you do an enid x reader story where theyre secretly dating and one day they are sneaking out of alexandria but get caught and are sat down and asked what they were doing and one of them accidentally slips up and says they are dating? ty and i love your writing 🫶🏽🫶🏽

i love this omg omg and tysm again !! 🫶🏻🫶🏻 (also the second a story pops up in my head i will be sending u a request 🥰)

warnings: none!

A/N: hope you all enjoy this !! reminder that requests are open! if you’d like to request, read pinned! :)

yet again i wrote this with the reader living with the Grimes family! it’s not explicitly mentioned if reader is adopted by them or not, that part could be up to you!

you hurried to stuff everything you needed in your backpack. you unlocked your bedroom window, pushing up the glass. peaking your head out, Enid stood below you, waiting patiently.

she reached her hand out and you dropped down your bag. Enid caught it with ease and you crawled out of the window, jumping down.

Enid dropped your bag so she could now pull you close to her. “hey,” she whispered with a smile. “hey,” you smiled back, closing the gap between you two.

having a secret relationship wasn’t the easiest thing in the world. it came with a lot of obstacles you guys had to deal with. you couldn’t act the way you were just now. you had to act like you were friends. and both of you hated that word.

nights like these were common among the two of you. it was the only time you guys were able to be what you guys really were — girlfriends.

she pulled away from your lips, smiling against them. “ready?” she asked. you nodded and picked up your bag. Enid intertwined your hand with hers and you both started to run towards the gate.

Enid placed the metal stick in between the dent of the gate, taking the first step up. she grabbed onto your hand again, pulling you up with her. you removed it and handed it her so she can place it above her and take another step up.

you guys were getting ready to head into the woods for the night. it was an almost nightly occurrence that you guys would do this. you were able to hold and kiss her without worrying that anyone could see.

she made it to the top of the gate and pulled you up with her. you were about to jump over when footsteps started to approach the gate.

“Y/N, Enid.” you both whipped your head towards the voice and your stomach dropped. Rick stood below you guys, hands on his hips like a disappointed parent. “come down, now.”

you guys looked at each other with horror in your eyes before climbing your way down. “come with me.” he spoke. the two of you were silent as he started walking back to your house. your heart was racing and you were sure Enid was just as scared.

“sit.” he said, pointing to the couch. you both sat down, moving a few inches away from each other on instinct. you played with your hands on your lap and kept your head down.

“what the hell were you two thinking?!” he asked. “both of you know what goes on out there, especially in the woods!” his voice was raising by the second. Rick didn’t get mad at you often — rarely at that.

if it couldn’t get worse, Michonne walked down the stairs. with Carl. you sighed and rubbed your face. “what’s going on?” Michonne asked.

“i caught Y/N and Enid sneaking out. they were jumping over the gate.” he explained to her. you avoided her gaze the second she glared at you. “what? are you guys insane?!”

“we weren’t going to do anything bad!” Enid told them. “that doesn’t matter. anything could happen out there! what if the both of you were to get hurt? or bit?!”

“we won’t, okay?” you said. “god! all we wanted to do is be somewhere where we can actually act like a normal fucking couple.”

Enid then looked at you with an expression you couldn’t decipher.

“what did you say?” Rick asked. your words had just sunken into your head. “you’re dating?”

you looked at the three of them, trying to figure out what they were thinking. it was all too much to handle and you covered your face again.

“yeah, we are.” Enid spoke up. “we… we didn’t want anyone to find out yet. that’s why we would sneak out… so we could finally be together with no one around.”

you removed your hands away from your face and looked at Rick. his expression had softened, “you guys know that… we would be supportive, right? there’s nothing wrong with it.” Michonne said.

there was a heavy aura in the room. everyone was silent again.

“we know.” Enid said quietly. “but… that doesn’t mean everyone. it’s great to know that you guys are, but there’s others to still worry about. and neither of us were ready to deal with it. we still aren’t.”

Rick and Michonne looked at each for a few minutes, silently communicating with each other.

“okay, listen.” Rick said after they were done. “you guys are safe to come here, okay? it doesn’t matter how long or how often, but it’s better than going out in the woods where there’s danger. this home is your home, Y/N. it’s where you should be safe. this can be your place to be together.”

your heart warmed at that. Rick would always do anything to keep you and his kids happy, and this might’ve been one of the best things he’s ever done for you. you felt tears fill your eyes.

you stood up, pulling Rick into a hug, much to his surprise. you sniffed, “thank you.” you whispered. “seriously. thank you.”

#enid rhee #enid twd #enid rhee x reader #enid rhee x fem!reader #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #twd #twd x reader

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OC Character Post #1

Ash Rivera

General

Ash Rivera - Fraxinus (her native name)

Age: well 😗… just a couple thousand years old

Race/Species: Aeon/Alien (working on a world building post about this soon)

Birthday: none established yet probably won’t be established for some time. (Or until I finish world building her planet)

Gender: Cis Female

Sexuality: Asexual, Biromantic

Job: Lead Doctor in the JRs medical division

She’s a magic user/ her magic is pink 💗

Appearance

Face shape: round

Eye color: dark purpleish

Skin tone: fair caramelish tone

Hairstyle: (my fav thing about her) two fairly thick braids in front with the back usually down but sometimes in a bun or ponytail, wispy/blunt bangs

Hair color: Light-Ash blonde (get it?!)

Body type: curvy, what’s considered round/apple

Height: 5’8

Weight: 150lbs

Clothing style: colorful, joyful (outside of work) very feminine I suppose, on the job still pretty joyful scrubs and a white coats lots of pins and accessories tho

Other features: dimples, tooth gap 🥺

Personality

Positive Traits:

Happy, knows how to makes others happy, always in a cheerful mood and successfully impacts others with her positivity (this makes Dream very fond of her)

Helpful, being a doctor (I hope I mentioned that) she heals and offers good advice

Mom friend, she’s supportive, protective, sweet, gentle, mom qualities

Strong, emotionally and physically

Good at stopping arguments

Sees the good in almost everyone

Her healing magic is strong and controlled

Negative traits

Her willingness to make everyone feel good and happy can sometimes be exhausting but she suppresses those emotions which is definitely unhealthy

She’s not necessarily toxic with her positivity, all she wants is to be kind because of all the injustices she’s witnessed, which is why she joined the JR in the first place

Her being the mom friend her protectiveness can become .. overbearing at times

Her strength is one she feels she has to keep up for others she has to be the strong one while everyone else might not

Can be a bit naive at times because she’s foreign to earth

her sweetness is her greatest strength and her greatest weakness

Control over her over forms of magic

Likes

Being kind

Knitting/Crochet

Reading

Practice new healing techniques

Practicing her magic

Spending time with friends/family

Making new friends

She is very open to trying new things

Sketching, not too good at it just a hobby

Prefers spicy foods

This lists can go on and on she likes a lot of stuff especially from earth

Dislikes

Rudeness (lil tussles with ink)

Lying

Unreasonable Violence

Star Wars movies (don’t attack me pls)

The cold

Being underestimated

TikTok street interviews

Snakes

Hobbies

Crocheting

Knitting

Embroidery

Reading

Makeup

Sketching

Beach Stuff

I’m sure there’s more

Health

Mental Health

Complicated, it’s good but I mean everyone has their moments of course. As I mentioned, she’s happy but it’s a bit draining. she doesn’t hate being happy but it can take a toll when she believes she has to be happy for everyone else too.

Physical Health

I feel like she’d be very underestimated because of her soft and gentle appearance but she’s very physical strong and healthy. Her people have different bodies and they work differently than a human’s would.

Phobias

Snakes; she can’t wrap her head around how Finch likes them so much.

Not being able to be strong enough (mentally, emotionally, physically)

Not fitting in, this one is 50/50, she cares about fitting in with humans and their culture but isn’t afraid of expressing herself in her own unique way.

Hygiene

It’d be very hypocritical of a doctor especially lead doctor to have poor hygiene so yeah of course she has a good hygiene. Smells like honey!

Additional Info

Relationship Status: Single (for now 😈, I’m gonna write the most beautiful romance between her and Lord Dream and there’s nothing you can do to stop me 🥰😊🫶🏽)

Education: This is a plot hole she’s a doctor but education is never established.

Family Issues: A LOT BUT THIS WILL BE REVEALED IN HER ARC WHEN I HOPEFULLY START OFFICIALLY WRITING THE AU.

#dreamswap #dreamswap ocs #my au #JR #justice reigns #dreamswap ash #saturnposts #Just JR AU

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