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tinyluvs · 10 months

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Spencer coming back from a case and all you want to do is smooch him but he keeps talking?

omg yes please 🥹🥹 tysm for the rq my love 🫶🏻

you hear him before you see him, greeting his neighbour in the hallway outside of his apartment, keys jangling quietly in his hand and before you can stop yourself, you're jumping over the back of his couch

"spence!" you gasp, full of excitement when the door swings open and he wanders in. you bound towards him, barely giving him a chance to drop his bag before you're jumping into his arms

he wraps an arm around you, the other smoothing over the underneath of your thigh, "hi honey," he sighs, happily, his eyes fluttering shut while you pepper kisses over his cheeks

"i've missed you,' you whisper as he kicks the door shut behind him. you hold his face in your hands, thumbs ghosting over his cheeks, the rest of your fingers tangling gently in his hair

he hums, in agreement but doesn't reply, letting you pull him in slowly, kissing him properly, his bottom lip pressing in between yours. gently he sets you down, his hands squeezing at your hips

pulling away, you immediately grab at his hand, dragging him towards the couch. he sits down first, like always, in the corner of the couch before he's tugging on your hand, pulling you down on top of him so you're sat in his lap

"you okay?" you ask, watching him roll his head back to lean against the back of the couch cushion. your fingers mess with the end of his tie, a habit you'd picked up since dating him

"much better now i'm with you," he smiles softly his fingers tracing down the dip in your spine. he looks so good, hair slightly messy, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, all you can do is stare at him

both of you sit in silence for a moment, just looking at each other, hands ghosting over any part of the others body that they come across. you can't take it anymore, he looks too good

you lean forwards, kissing him again though he doesn't expect it, a small gasp being muffled by your mouth on his. your hands slide up his body, resting on either side of his neck, holding him there.

spencer chuckles and in turn breaks the kiss when you pull away to frown at him, "you have missed me," he smiles wider, soft brown eyes gazing up at you like you're everything to him

"i have, very much" you pout slightly before smiling. you try to kiss him again but he moves, arm keeping you steady while he sits up properly.

"hey, want to hear what emily and morgan were talking about earlier?" he asks but clearly doesn't care for a reply, "so, get this"

it's cruel, the way you tune him out. you feel bad for it but your brain simply isn't working. you return to kissing at his cheek, slow spaced out kisses that have him smiling against you, you can't see it but you feel it under your lips

"and then," you cut him off with a quick kiss against the corner of his mouth before your moving across to his other cheek, "i think jj was there too?" he thinks

you groan, head lolling back, "spence, angel," you huff and he looks at you throughly confused, "shush a minute, please" you beg, not bothering to see him react before you're crowding into his space again

he kisses you back this time, fingers digging into your waist, pulling you towards him gently. you hum happily against him, letting your tongue swipe over his bottom lip

spencer had never really kissed a girl until he met you, not that you would've known with the way he's always kissed you like it's a skill he's had forever. you're practically melting into him, all of your weight pressed against his front

your teeth graze over his lip ever so slightly before you're pulling away, kissing over his jaw while you catch your breath. he tilts his head back, again, allowing you better access while you pull at his tie

"oh! guess what i saw while we were on the jet" he says, like you're not starting to nip at his neck

"spencer," you whine, pulling away from him again, he stares at you wide eyes, "you know i love you, right?" you ask, he nods, "then pease do not take this the wrong way,"

"okay?"

"if you do not shut up and just let me make out with you for a while," you say almost breathlessly, "i may explode"

his eyes widen further, "oh," he says simply and you roll your eyes, gripping at the collar of his shirt. in one swift movement you go from sitting up, in his lap, to him laying under you, "oh"

"oh indeed, now shush"

thanks for reading! remember to like! reblog! and comment! i’ll give you a smooch if you do, ily! send prompts to my ask box!

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lace-coffin · 3 months

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Hay, Sugar ~ ✨

Sorry if I bother you but, do you mind if I give you my rq about Billy lenz and Brams heelshire with mommy kink.Fem s/o look at them like babies because every time they do that~ they love sucking on her tits.

Sorry to bother you and thank you ❤️

Slashers with a mommy kink x fem!reader (Nsfw)

Warning for mommy kink, focus on nipple and breast play, humiliation/degradation

Requests are closed (for now!)

You’re no bother at all!! As a lesbian I’m always happy to write or read a mommy kink ; )

Brahms Heelshire

It was really only a matter of time with Brahms, any time spent together curled up on the sofa ended with him suckling on your tits sooner or later.

The first time it happened you hadn’t known what to think. Both of you had settled onto the sofa for the night, throwing on a movie you’d inevitably loose interest in and slumping over eachother. It had been a hard day for the both of you, you heading to the village for home supplies and additional items that weren’t exactly Malcom’s job to bring, and Brahms staying at home trying not to loose his mind whilst you were gone.

Brahms was getting better at keeping his cool when you had to leave, you’d been working on it together, even convincing him to see a therapist on the grounds that it was over the phone and you were present to help him verbalise his thoughts. However healing is an upwards fight and it takes time, so despite making progress the notion of you leaving for long periods of time is still distressing to him.

Needless to say Brahms was a cuddle bug when you returned, meeting you at the door like a lost puppy after padding back and forth past the window waiting for you 20 minutes prior. You had already accounted for this, you knew he’d need some extra love when you returned, picking up some snacks as a treat for him whilst you were shopping. After placating him with soft kisses to his mask and finally detaching him from your waist you convince him to watch a movie.

Not even 15 minutes into the movie Brahms is getting handsy with you, large hands pawing at the hem of your shirt, fingers wiggling under to press against your warm skin. You pretend not to notice and he doesn’t go any further than that for another 20 or so. You know he can’t help himself.

Calloused hands slip under your bra and you let out a groan, biting your lip and finally paying full attention to the man next to you. “You miss me that much baby?” You murmur, scooting closer and speeding things up by pulling your shirt and bra over your head. Even behind the mask you can tell your partner is blushing, tips of his ears a soft pink. Brahms doesn’t think he’ll ever get tired of seeing you topless.

You sigh contently as he fully cups your breasts, fitting perfectly in his hands, a squeak of surprise escapes your mouth as a finger glides over your nipple, pinching and pulling, working you up just right. An idea crosses your mind, despite not having brought it up before you know Brahms is game to most things if they involve getting to touch you.

“Brahms?” He slowly looks away from what he was doing and meets your eyes, tilting his head in question. “You wanna try something new?” He visibly perks up at this. “I need to take your mask off for it though, is that ok with you honey?” “Take it off for me?” He asks back. You nod and gently pull it away from his face, setting it on the side table. “There’s my pretty boy” you coo, running your fingers across the puckered burn scars.

A beat passes and you work up the courage to ask. “Do you want to suck on mommy’s tits baby?” An almost pained noise of arousal slips from his mouth, you don’t even get another word out before he’s latching onto your chest, hot tongue laving over your hardened nipple, the other being given attention with his free hand.

“Fuck..just like that, my perfect boy” Brahms whines around your breast in his mouth, hips bucking at the praise. Swapping to the opposite breast he switches to kneading your tits in his other hand. You can already see he’s hard and leaking in his boxers. So cute. You’re equally as needy from all the attention to your sensitive tits, but unwilling to let it end this early in favour of getting off, he looks so lost in it, worshiping your body like a god.

Billy Lenz

Billy isn’t shy when it comes to his sexual wants and needs and with the way his childhood played out it’s no surprise he has a mommy kink, he didn’t stand a chance let’s be honest. Luckily you’re more than eager to indulge him in this, loving the power exchange and the confidence it fills you with, seeing your partner pathetic on his knees, cock needy and wet for you.

Crossing your legs you sit on a deep green velvety chair, bought just for this purpose. It’s ornate and exemplifies your expensive and untouchable aura in this setting. Below you sits Billy, in nothing but his boxers. There’s something thrilling about you being fully dressed whilst he’s stripped at your feet.

Billy isn’t hard to please, letting him rut his leaky cock against your leg as you spit filthy words at him is enough to get him off if you’d be kind enough to allow it. You drop your gaze to him, sickly sweet look on your face, patronising. “Are you close you little freak? Almost cumming in your pants from rutting against me like a dog in heat? That’s disgusting.”

Billy grunts in agreement, words going straight to his cock. You hum, raising your foot to press into the base of his cock, making him squirm. “Use your words, slut.” He pants again, pushing his face into your calf and whining. “Y-yes mommy, I’m disgusting, pathetic..fuck. Gonna cum please-“ you cut him off before he can finish his plead.

“Quiet, come up here and help mommy out and maybe I’ll think about it” you snap back, unbuttoning your shirt and removing your bra, revealing your chest to him and revelling in the way he eyes it hungrily. Billy wastes no time in pulling himself up shakily, plopping down on your lap and attaching himself to your nipple. You let out a gasp of surprise and groan, slipping your hands into his curly chestnut hair and guiding him.

It’s wet and sloppy, saliva cooling slowly on your skin. His tongue is eager and making sure to switch between both nipples. Popping off he gives you a bit of respite, sucking red marks into the meat of your tits that he knows will bruise beautifully tomorrow. “Mmm there we go, that’s what you’re good for isn’t it? Just a slutty little mouth for me?” Billy moans in reply. It’s like he’s in a trance, lost to the sensation and taste of your skin under his teeth and tongue, eyes glazed over and unfocused, only interested in pleasing you and taking as much of you as he can into his enthusiastic mouth.

You could watch him forever, he almost seems content if it wasn’t for the obvious hardness pressing against your thigh, you’ll reward him well for this, after you’ve had your fun that is, you aren’t ready to let him go just yet.

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sixosix · 11 months

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a/n both my latest fics r about cold can u tell that i’m trying to manifest it

warnings none! fluff, highschool au, ooc reo i think, wc 500

it is unfortunate that you are seated directly under the ceiling cassette aircon on the same day—the one day—you decided that bringing a jacket would be unnecessary. with the way you are trembling and feeling as though all your limbs have turned into ice speaks volumes of your deep regret.

you envy your classmates already borrowing hoodies from each other, eyeing them as they snuggle into their seats. specifically, your seatmate, who is making a clear point in sighing contentedly every time you glance at her sweater-clad way.

the squeak of nearly-dry markers scrawling on the whiteboard only serves to irritate your already sour mood—here you are, cold, pissed off, and dying.

“does anyone know the answer?” your teacher asks, and the hands raised give you a chance to peek at your phone and notice someone has messaged you.

reo come out rq

reo hi just peek outside please

it was sent ten minutes ago. you suddenly feel an impending sense of doom.

“that’s correct. can someone explain why we should not consider the claim— who is knocking?”

mikage reo’s head pops out from the door, a feigned sheepish smile on his face. “sorry to disturb you, ma’am, i just want to give this to y/n,” he says, showing off the thick jacket in his hand, and without even scanning the entire room, his eyes zero in on you immediately.

mortification settles in on you when everyone’s wide-eyed gazes shift over to your trembling figure.

standing up and feeling like you’re dying a little inside, you head over to the door, glaring at reo while your back is turned in on the baffled audience. with a swift turn, you pull reo by the sleeve and drag him outside of the classroom. the door slams shut.

“thank you, reo,” you dryly laugh, taking the jacket. then added in a frantic whisper, “in the middle of math class? really?”

reo smiles, all teeth and adorable sappiness. “in the middle of math class. really,” he affirms. “passed by your class and saw you shivering. and you weren’t replying, so me, wonderful as i am, did what i had to do.”

you’re not wearing it on your person yet, but with the way reo’s leaning closer, arms snaking around your waist, you feel the heat seep into your body like flames licking up your skin. it burns the most on your cheeks, and reo’s eyes hone in on it like a man on a mission.

belatedly, you realize the position you’re in—reo all but pinning you to the wall, arms on your waist, your back pressed up against the surface—and how this must look to bypassers. “don’t do this here! we’re literally in a hallway.”

“it’s fine,” reo grins sharply, “everyone’s in class.”

“yeah, so why are you here?”

he huffs, nuzzling his face into your neck, his breath on your skin. you shiver, and you feel his smile. “you won’t like it when i say i missed you even though it’s the truth.”

“i’m glad you know me so well.”

and you know, that even when you go back inside the room without wearing his stupid little jacket, you’d still feel all warm inside, the ghost of his kiss burning deep.

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schmidtkisser · 3 months

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hi there!! i just want to say that i absolutely loved your first fic, it was beautiful! regarding prompt suggestions, could you perhaps do something like the reader helping mike get a restful night's sleep following the events of the movie? no pressure ofc!!

Nightly Lullaby

pairing: mike schmidt x gn!reader

word count: 1.8k

synopsis: mike has trouble sleeping due to the anxiety of dreaming the same memory he has trained his brain for over the past few years. after tucking abby into bed, you help mike finally sleep comfortably for once.

content: established relationship between you and mike, 2nd person pov, comfort, fluff, domestic fluff, love language: physical touch, insomniac mike, fnaf movie spoilers (story takes place after the events of the movie), you babysit abby, you sing them to sleep

a/n: thank u anon for the rq! this was so fun to write and was such a cute prompt to work with <3 hope i did it justice

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It had been about a week or two since Mike resigned from being a security guard at a run-down, haunted pizzeria.

You heard all about it from Mike himself. The history of the place, the owner, animatronics possessed by the ghosts of dead children, his past with Garrett — everything. It was hard to believe at first, but the sincerity in his tone, as well as the fact that Mike wasn’t the kind of person to lie to you, led you to believe everything he claimed was true.

You could barely imagine everything he had to go through. Losing his little brother, his parents, having a difficult time finding a job, all while in the process of almost losing custody of his sister. Though he seemed to be struggling less now that it was all over, you couldn’t help but notice his struggle with sleep ever since then.

Mike always relied on a nightly routine to help him sleep up until a week ago. He told you about the dream theory, and how he’d stare at a Nebraska poster while listening to nature noises on a walkman.

The part that concerned you the most was his reliance on sleeping pills. You couldn’t even begin to describe the relief you felt when he admitted that he was ready to stop using them every night. But now, as a result of the sudden routine change and the lack of pills, he had a hard time falling asleep.

—

He leans against his sister’s doorframe, his arms folded as he watches you with half-lidded eyes. You always tuck Abby into bed after a long day, pulling the comforter over her shoulders before you give her a small forehead kiss. A little conversation exchange would occur, before she would ask a small request from you.

“Can you hum me a song again?” Abby asks, her brown eyes sparkling with anticipation. The simple routine following up to the nightly lullaby works like a charm. She’ll be asleep in no time. “They help me sleep. And you always do it better than Mike.”

You can’t help but scoff a small laugh at the stab at Mike, glancing over at him to see his reaction. He playfully rolls his eyes at you two, before continuing to observe you both.

You look back at Abby, who is hiding her obvious smile beneath the duvet covers. Your eyes soften at her, your hand reaching down to pet her head, before you begin to hum a simple, yet effective lullaby as she requested. She listens intently, her eyes beginning to flutter shut within the first minute or so of your hum.

Though, she wasn’t the only one listening to the sweet song. Mike’s ears tune into your delicate crooning, yawning quietly as he leans himself forward. He adores the soft rumble from your throat, how it strung itself together into a beautifully crafted lullaby. He thinks you sound angelic despite not singing a single word. He can feel his heart pick up a beat as he listens. He feels his eyes grow heavier, his head beginning to nod off as he feels himself begin to drift.

But the lullaby ends almost as quickly as it began. You pull away from Abby, her soft snores slipping out in purrs; she’s out like a light. Your lips curl into a little smile when you observe her, slowly lifting yourself off of her bed as your attention shifts to Mike, who is in the most exhausted state you’ve ever seen him in. The poor man looks like he’s about to fall over any second.

You make your way over to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. The sudden contact wakes him up, his eyes widening slightly in surprise as he looks at you. His cheeks flush with warmth from how close you are, not to mention the comforting feeling of your arm wrapped around him. It made him want to melt, thinking you feel much warmer compared to any blanket he’s ever used.

“Come on, Mike,” you whisper, guiding him forward. You quietly close Abby’s door as the two of you leave the room. “Let’s get you to bed.”

He nods, trying his best not to drag his feet across the floor as you walk him to his bedroom. He feels heavy as he leans against you, his exhaustion making itself present with every passing second.

Making your way inside the room, you close the door behind you with the heel of your foot. You walk him to his bed while you keep him close to you. The cold air nips at your skin, and you can feel Mike shiver against you too. You reach over to click his lamp on, the warm light illuminating the room. He murmurs your name softly as you both take a seat on his mattress with a creak.

“There, there,” you rub a hand up his back. Your eyes gaze down at him, noticing even the slightest few details about him. His furrowed brows, the little frown pursed on his lips, and most notably; the dark eye bags dusted beneath his eyes. The sight saddens you. He really hasn’t slept a wink in the past week.

He casts his eyes up at you, his arms wrapping themselves around your waist as he pulls you closer. To him, it feels like having a teddy bear in his arms — something he hadn’t really felt since the loss of his childhood. The thought gets him emotional, and he attempts to hide the sudden flood of emotions welling in his face by nuzzling himself against your neck. His fingers slowly clutch onto the fabric of your shirt.

“I don’t want to dream anymore,” he utters. “Things are fine now but, what if I dream about that again, you know? I mean, I trained my brain to think of the same memory every night.” There was a slight crack in his voice, his clutch growing tighter. “Y/N, I know it sounds stupid, but I just…”

“…It’s not stupid. None of it is.” You hush him gently. Your hand trails over to his shoulder, the other reeling him in for a warm hug. You can feel his tense body begin to calm as he takes control of his breathing. The comfort of your embrace never fails to ease him. “I can’t imagine being in your position, but sudden change is difficult. I just want you to know that I’m always here for you, Mike.”

Your tone stumbled slightly as you spoke. It came out cornier than you wanted it to, and you felt your face heat up a little in embarrassment. His silence following your words scares you into a small pit of self-doubt. Did you say the wrong thing? Was it even helpful? You nervously nibble at your lower lip, waiting for any kind of response.

Then, you feel a small, amused huff against the skin of your neck, followed by a little nod from him. The fingers clutching your shirt loosened slightly, but he still kept a grasp on you. “Thank you, Y/N.”

You let out a sigh of relief, cradling Mike in your arms. Your lips curl up into a smile, pulling away from the hug just slightly to look at him again. His brows weren’t furrowed anymore, and you can even see a hint of a smile on his face.

You cup his cheek with the palm of your hand, exchanging a sudden, yet loving kiss between you two. The kiss catches him off guard, but he eases into it quickly. You savour the tender feeling of his lips, the warmth of his cheek against your palm, how he kissed back with the same amount of love in his gesture.

Oh, how he makes you melt.

You pull away at the same time, taking a breath as you look longingly into each others’ eyes. Your thumb brushes gently against the corner of his lip, your palm feeling every inch of his stubble. He leans into your touch, and you can’t help but think that he resembles a puppy with the way he looks at you. He closes his eyes, nuzzling against your palm with a yawn. Your eyes soften, beginning to realise how tired you’ve gotten also.

“Bed time?” You whisper. He nods silently in response.

You draw back from the intimate cuddles to tuck him into bed. He feels your absence, and you feel it too, despite the fact that you were just a foot away from him.

He brings himself down onto his bed, resting his head against the feather-filled pillow. You carefully pull the comforter over his body, providing him with warmth against the cold air circulating in the room. He was just about ready to pass out, but his fingers clasp at the rim of your shirt.

“Can you sleep here, with me?” He croaks, turning his eyes away from you. “Please.”

Initially, you were planning to drive home after he went to bed, but you couldn’t help but soften at his request. You were growing too tired to drive safely anyway. You click his lamp off, the room getting swallowed in darkness, with the moonlight peaking through the slits of the blinds. “I can.”

You crawl into the empty spot on the bed next to him, sinking yourself beneath the covers. His bed was far more comfortable than you could imagine, and the faint scent of him has you sinking in deeper.

He rolls over to lie on his side, facing you as his arms snake around your waist again. You do the same, enveloping him in your embrace. He rests his face against your chest with a lazy hum. As he listens intently to the beat of your heart, he thinks of a small, though embarrassing request.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Mmm?”

“Don’t laugh.”

“I won’t.”

He pulls you in closer, your bodies intertwining. “Can you hum me a song?” He murmurs. “Like you do with Abby.”

The question catches you off guard. You should’ve expected it, yet it still surprised you — but not in a bad way. Deep down, you knew he felt a bit embarrassed for asking you to sing him to sleep. He is a grown man, after all, not a child like Abby.

Yet, you carry no judgement, cradling him in your arms as you accept his request. It was better than listening to a nature tape on loop, or the dead silence of the house, after all.

You begin to hum for him, your lips pressed together as you craft a tune for him to nod off to. He pays close attention to every note, to the rise and fall of your chest when you croon, to how your voice would bounce off the walls back to you two. With every passing second, he can feel his eyes grow heavier. In the comfort of your arms and the sweet sound of your song, he finally lulls off to a deep, peaceful sleep.

You can feel his body relax against yours, and his soft breaths hit against the skin of your chest as he falls into a slumber. You slowly wrap up the song, keeping him in your hold as you nuzzle the top of his head. You smile to yourself, your heart full of tenderness and warmth, whispering for one last time tonight.

“Goodnight, Mike.”

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miyaur · 1 year

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hi~ can i have 'mornings with them' with the sumeru men? little scenarios/headcanons, please. 🙏🥰

⟢ you taste like vanilla ft. al haitham, cyno, kaveh, tighnari ・synopsis. say good morning to the most handsome man beside you, your significant other. ・notes. giggles, you guys can have these drabbles rq while i finish the long requests in my drafts/inbox ・warnings. just literal mornings with them, generally fluff, slight spoilers to in-game story

THE SCRIBE: ALHAITHAM ・pulls a bunch of all nighters, can barely sleep when he can, unless you're there, as long as you guys cuddle he'll be okay, proper sleep schedule back on track. likes to have his arms around your waist and sleeping to the side while you face him, kind of gives the feelings you're in his arms, no one will take you away from him.

・usually wakes up before you, but probably waits in bed for 30 more minutes, just watching you sleep peacefully in his embrace. wouldn't admit it out loud, but he thinks you're cute when you sleep, before he gets out of bed he'd kiss your forehead, and write a note on your nightstand and make breakfast, the notes are probably sticky notes saying what's for breakfast with a cute lil drawing of you

as he watches your chest heave, he brushes the hair off your face to kiss your forehead, you'd hear a very faint whisper, but he said "I never thought I'd ever get this close to someone, so close to feel their breath on my skin, and their lips on mine. and It's much more amazing that it's you." and he'd slowly get up to leave, but nothing brightened his morning more than your sleepy expression near his chest.

・will always make sure that mostly whatever is your favorite will be your breakfast, knows you can cook for lunch by yourself, but in advance would get stuff out for you, puts another sticky note and recommends what you should cook ・"You've never seen me ever broken, and I'm scared you'll leave me once you do, so I'm strong for you."

THE GENERAL MAHAMATRA: CYNO ・probably ends up finding you stranded on the couch asleep with a blanket covering you, always loves carrying you up the stairs, gives him the feeling that he can protect someone. or that he needs to, and that gives him a stronger will to fight in battle. ends up caressing your head from behind, just finds his hands lost in your hair, ends up sleeping anyway. ・honestly always wakes up before you, no matter how early you wake up, he's already out of bed, breakfast is usually made.

"I gave you thousands of reasons to walk away, why didn't you?" He said, his face next to your neck, "Because I love you. That's why." Cuddling him closer, your fingers ran through his hair, and a kiss to his forehead set him asleep.

・when you do wake up with him at the same time, likes to take showers with you too. there's also cooking together, likes to hold you from behind and rest his head on yours, or put his head near to your neck, and talks to you about the food or what he has to do that day. ・leaves for work, but not without your lips on his on his way out. never forget to say i love you back when he tells you "love you dear, see you tonight." like he will wait by the doorframe for you to say it back,

"See you tonight, dear, love you." Cyno said walking to the door with his spear in hand, "Mhm, see you tonight." You said going to start clean up the table, it's been about 10 minutes, and your boyfriend is still waiting by the entrance to your home, "You haven't gone yet? Did you forget something? Want me to go get it for you?" You said coming close again, "You forgot something." Getting a little closer to your face, "I did?" "You didn't say I love you back. Say it now, or I'm not going." "Well I much prefer you stay here with me than go to work, but I love you too." "Thank you, stay safe alright?"

・"I hope that I find you in every life, no matter where you are, I want to find you, and only you." is all he whispers, as he falls asleep, with you.

THE ARCHITECT: KAVEH ・probably stays at home most of the time, so you're with him most of the time, sleep at the same time together too. he probably has a matching skincare routine with you, like be honest with me if you really wanna be in a relationship with this man you got to share your own skincare routine. ・you don't have one, and don't wanna do one? too bad, he'll force you by doing it himself on you 'till you do it on your own (as a joke, he knows your boundaries, doesn't really mind if you don't have one :), he'll be very happy to share though! ・if he ever does wear suits he wants you to tie the tie on him, (for the cheesy effect), because he doesn't know how (he does, just likes how much better it looks when you do it.), if it ever comes down to it, after he's done a project and finds you waiting since whenever time earlier on the couch, sound asleep, will sleep on your lap, he can barely carry a claymore what makes you think he can carry you to your bedroom (he can, but for the cheesy effect he stays, also because he's lazy),

As his eyes open, he looks up to see his lover, still sleeping, he could get out of bed and go elsewhere to prepare for the morning activities, your pretty face lulls him back to sleep, mumbling something like I love you under his breath.

・if you ever get clothing ripped or destroyed somewhat, he can sew, will do it with joy, you trust him enough that he can patch up your clothing from battle, honestly, any clothing with holes, or what in them, he'll be quick to put it back together, especially your favorites, knows which are your favorites, and what you prefer. likes to do it in the morning way better, if any time later than that, you're gonna have to wait 'till morning, again. ・likes tracing shapes on your back if you both are cuddling, and he big spoons, finds it calming himself, and likes to watch your sleepy expression pleased. ・he doesn't know it yet, but randomly memorizes the little things about you, like it's just implemented in his mind, and doesn't mean to, but when you mention you like something, it will stay in his mind, like taking notes for what you prefer. in bed, he likes to just gaze at you, and you return it, just in silence, admiring each other, so far yet so close, slowly both your eyes go to sleep, in each other's embrace. ・"If I could choose you in every life, I would, and I'm glad I did in this one"

THE FOREST RANGER: TIGHNARI ・barely home, it's for a good reason, most of the time he does surprise you with dates out, and sleeping inside your home, together. he tries his best, but can't sleep that often, forest ranger for a reason, will just watch you most of the night, the times he does get to sleep, is short, can barely sleep a whole 8 hours, likes to be held by you, reminds him of the feeling of home. ・like to scatter kisses around your collarbone when you hold him close, lets you pet his ears, and his tail, you've asked a ton before i bet, he said only in private, the feeling he get whenever you pet his ears gets him feeling weird.. ・likes to admire you when you sleep, and whisper praise into your ears, asleep or not, he doesn't care, he gets stuff off his chest by chatting to you at night, even if you aren't listening because obviously you are sleeping, but if you are, you'd hear all the things he'd be too shy to call you, there are thing he does call you with other people, like petnames, but there are things he prefers much more in private.

A date in the forest wasn't uncommon with Tighnari, picnics are his favorite, and he usually surprises you with it, he blindfolds you, leading you to somewhere, somewhere no one else but him knows, a small place, with a pond decorated with nilotpala lotuses, and other flowers decorating everywhere else, "I hope this is something you love, because I know I do." Taking off your blindfold, light slightly pouring out the hole up above, as the place was a cave like figure, "It's beautiful!" gasping, taking a look at the small picnic he's set up for you and him, "Not as beautiful as you are, because no matter how many languages I study or learn, no word from any language could define your beauty." But all of this was nothing short of a dream he's had of you, as he awakes, all he could think is how lucky he is to have you.

・in the morning, both of you like to water his plants in his botany laboratory where he studies plants, he likes to wake up with you, shower, get up on those days he can be with you ・"If I could, I would bring the universe to you, but for now, all I can do is love you."

the whole time i wrote this i giggled n said these are not drabbles......

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whalesforhands · 9 months

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This is the same anon with the truth or dare idea and I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT!! Got me all giggling and kicking my feet (from the quick reply AND the fic hehe) wanna say rq that I love how wholesome and cute your fics are❤️😭😭 they're healing my soul from the manga

Anyways I was thinking of something similar but with 7 minutes in heaven😗

Imagine playing 7 minutes in heaven with the trio in the classroom after class (I doubt the closets in their dorm is big enough) and stsg are both picked to go into the supply closet first, leaving reader and shoko alone. While the duo are doing god knows what in that closet, reader and shoko are just casually flirting and the longer it went on the handsier (is that even a word) she got. She couldn't really help it with the way that stocking was hugging the fat of your thighs, you can't blame her for wanting to give it a good squeeze, to which she eventually did. Reader just let out a whine of shokos name and brushed it off, though it did fluster her a little with how bold shoko is.

After the 7 minutes, stsg came out with their hair and clothes a bit disheveled (nobody questions it). Though they both had this look, lowkey glaring at shoko for getting to spend alone time with you and even getting you to let out such a cute call of her name. Cue their usual banter with shoko fighting over who gets to spend time with you and eventually everyone does get back to the game, this time reader and suguru getting paired up.

If there was anyone you'd wanna be locked in a dark closet with, it's probably suguru. He's so nice and thoughtful, always making sure you're feeling comfortable and that you're not too tensed. Though with how small the closet it, the both of you are pressed up against each other. Now usually suguru is one to keep his composure, but it's just a tad bit hard to do so when he can feel your soft breathing, and your chest pressed against his. Whenever you squirmed, he'd tell you to stay still, but the more you tried not to do something the more you couldn't help but do it😭 so now we have a fustered suguru trying to keep his hands to himself and reader who's squirming around and apologizing profusely. Eventually tho, suguru hugs reader in place to stop the squirming, tho I think he underestimated your height a little, seeing as how his arms are wrapped around your ass and not your waist, with his hands resting at the back of your thighs, and a surprised reader lets out a loud cry, which surprised suguru as much as you, and the two outside of the closet, who opened the closet door immediately after only to be greeted with the sight of your compromising position. Needless to say it took both you and suguru a while to actually look each other in the eye afterwards.

This is kinda long sry😓

this ask brings me back to 2014 creepypasta boyfriend scenario core. but it’s totally something that stsg would pull though LMFAO. and sorry, i picked the closet. a whole spacious classroom vs a tiny, dark enclosed space, which would u pick? hehe

party games are my way into your heart ii (shoko x reader, geto x gojo, gojo x reader x geto)

warnings: gets kind of spicy, 17+, third year au, i got slightly carried away writing, i am definitely showing favouritism towards geto in recent fics, gojo stans time to step up that creativity of yours and not just in porn, reader is a loser virgin

‘Party @ MY room!!! tell shoko too!! btw if u both miss it i’m eating all the pudding in the fridge!!’ - The Great Gojo Satoru

Two options were given for you to circle.

Yes or YES

Satoru had surreptitiously handed the note to you.

By that, he rolled a ball of crushed up paper towards you via the ground, past Suguru’s legs and eventually hitting your shoe as you slightly jolted from the sudden distraction from your literature review of The Tale of Genji.

He had coughed, albeit a bit loudly into his hand when you ignored it, choosing to focus on your essay, until you heard him cough even louder.

“Gojo, are you experiencing a cold?” Yaga-sensei had asked, out of concern for his student as a teacher, and out of worried annoyance because it was Gojo.

“Ahhh~ Sensei, ahem! Just feeling under the weather today!” He had coughed out, the back of his hand pressed to his forehead for melodramatic effect, leaning back and slumping down in his seat.

“You seem perfectly fine if you’re playing up such theatrics. Focus on your work.”

“Yes sir!”

You saw Suguru roll his eyes as Shoko audibly snickers at the situation.

(You smile just a little at his silliness. Maybe you will pick up his note.)

You snatch up the paper, gently unfolding it as Shoko peeks at it from beside you.

She smirked, reading the note before mouthing something to you.

“See you there.”

(Anything for Shoko.)

——

“Ugh, of course I get you.”

“Pfft, you should be proud, darling!” Gojo leaned against a huffing Geto’s shoulder, snuggling his head against him.

“I’ll be sure to show you a good time, sweetie~!” Gojo had puckered his lips, aiming to land an obnoxiously wet kiss on Geto’s cheek before his forehead was held back by the said victim’s palm.

“Save it.” Suguru grimaced, getting up.

Wrapping his arm around Suguru’s waist, Satoru lead them both to the closet, sending a wink towards you and Shoko before he slid the closet door shut.

…

“Ahnnn! Suguru you’re such a naughty boy!”

“Good god- Shut the fuck up!”

“Ooh~, I like it when you’re so mean to m- Ack!”

You heard fumbling, cursing from Suguru when he whacked his arm against something, Satoru growing strangely quiet.

You turned to Shoko, cheeks burning and embarrassment written all over your face as you tried to ignore, tried to stop your mind from imagining what was happening in there.

“Is… Is this normal for people our age…?” Your hands were pressed bashfully to your face, your shame apparent as Shoko downed another sip from her glass.

(“It’s special grape juice, don’t worry.” She had smiled, “You can have a sip, though.”)

“Totally normal if you’re as ‘active’ as those two. Haven’t seen them go a day without touching each other.”

(“Is it… Really that good?” You watch her down it. It looked kind of sweet.)

“…”

“Aren’t you curious about what it would feel like?” She paused, a devious smirk overtaking her face. “With me, of course.”

(“Try it, babe.” She had pressed the rim of the glass against your lips gently, about a single sip left inside. “Maybe you’ll like it.”)

——

Perhaps that was how you ended up in this situation.

Sitting on the ground, your thighs parted just enough for Shoko to be inbetween them, her lips pressed against your neck, her hand on your thigh as you squirmed at the feeling of her sweet tongue on your bare skin.

It felt good.

“Shoko…” Your hand comes up to her shoulder, gripping and trying to pull her closer as you felt her knee inch closer to your core.

It made you feel so… Warm and fuzzy. You can’t tell if it was the sip of alcohol you had, or maybe it was Shoko herself.

“Ah, Shoko!” You felt her bite down as your voice came out unexpectedly loudly in the form of a moan.

The closet door slammed open.

A haphazardly dressed Satoru and Suguru stepping out, almost hurriedly, causing Shoko to smirk, slowly separating from you but not without ensuring that your unbuttoned dress shirt exposed the mark she had left on you.

Satoru’s smile was tight eyes flitting between your neck and your face behind his sunglasses as Suguru kept his usual serene expression, albeit it looked a little forced.

A little angry.

“Why don’t we have our beloved (name) go next?”

——

“Suguru? I-I’m sorry I got you… I-I know you prefer Satoru so-“

“No, no.” He sounded a bit panicked, his hands pressed against the wall to prevent any ‘accidents’.

“You’re… Wonderful. I’m actually quite glad I got you.”

You perked up, your heart jumping at his words.

“R…really?”

You hear him chuckle. “Really. I’m fine with just chatting with you for the next 7 minutes.”

You hope he couldn’t tell that you were blushing.

Pressing your head against his chest, you uttered your soft thanks, feeling his hand gently stroking your head.

Your hands blindly shifted around, trying to feel for something to hold on to so that you could give Suguru some space, so that he wouldn’t feel uncomfortable touching you.

“Ah, p-please don’t move around so much.”

“S-sorry-! I’m trying to- ah!” You fell forward, your chest pressing even closer to Suguru, your thigh brushing against a certain area that causes him to freeze up.

You continue to squirm as you try to regain your balance, unknowingly rubbing against a slowly hardening-

“I’m sorry-! I’m going to hold you, okay?” You hear his hands moving away from the wall, trying to politely find purchase on your body before-

“S-Suguru…! That’s- That’s…!” His hands had unfortunately settled themselves on the globes of your ass, almost as if he had forgotten the height difference between the both of you.

“I-I’m very sorry!” His hands aimed to move up to your waist, but with your squirming, his hands only slipped further down, brushing against the skin of your exposed inner thighs as you suddenly moaned at the euphoric sensation.

(Another embarrassing sound from you…! Are you trying to kill off your social life?!)

The door is suddenly jolted open, a pouty, flustered Satoru gulping as he took in the sight.

The hem of your skirt had caught onto one of the many hangers, leaving it slightly flipped up, giving Satoru an eyeful of your panties.

Suguru’s face was bright red, his hands still on the back of your upper thigh, his grip had tightened protectively on instinct when the door was slid open, as if trying to defend you.

(It didn’t work. If anything, it added more tension to the scene.)

You were doing no better, panting and slightly sweaty, your hair a mess as you leaned against Suguru’s chest, hands wrapped around his waist.

You looked euphoric. Your eyes unfocused, the embarrassment making you cling even more onto Suguru, hiding your face in his chest.

“Get out, Satoru!” You felt Suguru’s chest rumble with displeasure, your face burning bright.

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Notes:

You and Suguru found it hard to look at each other without blushing up a storm for 3 days straight.

Shoko couldn’t stop laughing with every awkward interaction she watched between you 2.

You accidentally fell on top of him during one of the 3 days. Suguru nearly passed out.

Satoru was extremely pouty. He begged for a final round after you and Suguru got out of the closet. Just before it could land on you, Yaga had burst in, asking what all the racket was. That was the end of the party.

Satoru was refusing to cuddle with Suguru for a whole day out of pettiness.

Satoru, out of pettiness yet again, refused to talk to you civilly. You ended up cuddling with him in place of Suguru to, in his words ‘Make it even!’.

#geto x reader #geto x reader x gojo #gojo x reader #getou suguru x reader x gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #whalewrites #getou suguru x reader #shoko ieiri x reader #geto suguru x reader x gojo satoru #satosugu x reader #dyf au

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saesins · 9 months

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IZZYYYYY suguru helping an overstimmed reader. This is the first thing that came to mind hope ur doing well ml 🫶

HI POOKIE PIE TYSM FOR REQUEST

geto suguru x gn!reader

(lmk if you find any fem prns, and if yok do im sorry in advance)

cws: overstimulation, very brief crying, reqder wears geto's clothes, shoko and gojo sre mentioned, like one kiss

a/n: im sorry if any of them seems inaccurate, this is just from me personally, for how i prefer to desl with my overstimulation. if you want any other versions, feel free to request, and request snything else as well as lkng as it follows my rq rules. pls like n rblg since i get my writing motivation from your interactions

'y/n? where are you?' the text from suguru reads.

you were on gojo's bedroom floor, sitting with your knees pulled to your chest, a few tears staining your cheeks. you couldn't reply to him, so you just left him on opened. when you started zoning out, you heard knocking on the door.

suguru's head peeked in, his eyes meeting yours. when he looked at you, he let out a sigh as if he was holding a breath, and his eyes softened. he closed the door behind him, locking it as he walked up to you.

"are you okay? can I sit here?" you nodded, and he sat next to you. he brushed some hair out of your face with his fingers, his touch featherlight. you're pretty sure he knows what's wrong right now. you're overstimulated. suguru wraps his arm around your shoulders, gently pushing your head to lay on him.

today was a pretty long and tiring day. you were called out on missions and had barely any breaks, constantly having to talk to people and move from place to place. when it was over, you were exhausted. you just wanted to go to your room and take a nap, but satoru didn't. he invited all 4 of you 2nd years to his dorm for a game and movie night, and you didnt want to turn down so you changed and went to his dorm too.

after a few minutes of you and suguru sitting there in silence, sometimes hearing shoko and gojo screaming at the tv, suguru lightly tapped your shoulder to make you open your eyes. "have you showered yet?" you shook your head no. you wanted to hurry to gojo's dorm when you got back to the school. but you really wanted a shower. you felt sticky.

suguru stood up, holding his hand out to pull you up after him. "do you wanna go clean up then go to bed?" you shook your head no this time. even with how you felt right now, you didn't want to leave. you just needed to cool down a bit. "alright, would you prefer to shower here and stay a bit more? that's fine too" you nodded. "i'll go get you some clothes, wait for me okay?"

you sat down on the bed while waiting for him. suguru always knew what you wanted. he knew what was wrong, he knew how to help. he never bombarded you, and he was always so gentle when taking care of you. you were on your phone when he came back into the room. by now, you had calmed down a bit and was feeling way better than before. suguru had brought you some of your clothes, but one of his shirts. your favourite one. you smiled at him "thank you".

suguru left the room to give you space to change and relax a bit more if you needed it. he told you to text if you wanted him to come back. you were feeling way better now, having showered and brushed your hair. after lying in gojo's bed for a bit and watching tiktoks, you message suguru.

he almost immediately comes and knocks on the door and comes in. "something wrong?" you shake your head no. "thank you, suguru" you say, walking up to him and smiling at him. his eyes that previously had a hint of worry once again softened as he pulled you into his embrace. "it's okay baby, I love you, alright?" you nodded once again "I'm ready to go back outside now"

even though you were ready to go back, you still didnt yet make an effort to leave his embrace. after staying like that for a minute, suguru pulled away, kissing your forehead, then your lips before leading you outside. he always knew how to help you.

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em1e · 11 months

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⠀ ⠀走った // RAINY NIGHTS ⠀ ༝ ༝ ran haitani ⠀ ༝ ༝ 883 words ⠀ ⚠︎ based on this rq ! slightly angsty maybe ⠀ — ran lives for the chase you bring about.

the rain outside was pounding hard enough against your window to wake you from your sleep. ran remained snoring, unaffected by you pushing the blankets back to stand and stretch. he does wake up when your warmth disappears completely from beside him, patting absentmindedly at the spot to his right and sitting up to rub at his eyes.

once adjusted to the dark, they find you standing beside the bed. you look cute, hair a mess and wearing one of his old t-shirts that’s far bigger on you than he remembers. lightning strikes outside, and you jump at the thunder that follows.

“where d’ya think you’re going?” he asks when you finally look back down at him. he reaches towards you and grabs your hand to pull you back down beside him, and you offer a whine but don’t really do anything to fight against it.

“want some water.” you mumble when you’re back where you started, in ran’s embrace with his arms wrapped around your stomach.

“shoulda gone quicker.” he says simply, squeezing at your sides and grinning into your shoulder when you squirm.

“didn’t give me time,” you grumble, trying and failing to peel his fingers off of you so you can escape, “give me two minutes, ran.”

you’re whining again, but he doesn’t relent and it takes you a full minute to actually crawl out of his grasp, falling beside the bed when your efforts become so desperate. you take the blankets down with you, and ran is pulling at them to try and keep you trapped near him. you kick them away and crawl on all fours before he can grab you again, stumbling to stand and run to the kitchen. you hear ran close behind you, foot catching one of the blankets and cursing when he trips over them.

he rounds the corner when you’re on the other side of the island in the kitchen, hands on the counter and ready to run in the opposite direction that he does. ran grins at the challenge, hair falling over his shoulders as he leans forward over the counter.

“c’mon babe, was just messin’ around. c’mere.”

any remnants of sleep are long gone, reaching across to try and grab you but clicking his tongue when you lean away from his touch.

you know he’s up for the chase, and he knows you’re not gonna stop till you’re caught.

the thought has his smile widening. a game of cat and mouse. predator versus prey. it’s exciting in a way. makes his blood pump with adrenaline as he dives across the counter to make a grab for you.

he misses when you slide away, ignoring the fall of miscellaneous items as you scamper back towards your shared bedroom and shove the door in his face in your attempt to escape.

“babe,” he taunts out with a hum when he pushes it open. you’re nowhere in sight, but he knows you're near from the giggle you let out, “you’re almost makin’ this too easy on me, backin’ yourself into a corner like this. like you want me to catch ya.”

another giggle leads him to the bathroom, and as he nudges open the door and walks into it, you’re attempting to slide past him from behind it. he’s quick to catch you, grabbing you by the arm and shoving you against the door you were just hidden behind.

“gotcha.” he grins all teeth, and the laughter that sounds from you is infectious, settling warmly inside of him and prompting him to lean down and press a kiss to your awaiting lips. you return it with desperation laced on your tongue, wrapping your arms around shoulders to draw him even closer to you.

but it doesn’t last.

not when he hears his phone ring loudly from the bedside table. you almost groan when he pulls away from you, fingers that once held you bruisingly by the hips loosening until he’s lightly tapping at your side, lips barely hovering above your own.

“i gotta see who that is babe,” his voice is barely above a whisper, but your grip around his neck doesn’t relent, “gotta make sure s’not anything important.”

“s’always something important.” you mumble back bitterly, but you let your arms drop from the look he gives you.

he presses a final peck to your lips, then moves you to the side to exit the bathroom. you watch from your spot on the tiled floor as he grabs his phone and answers it, running a hand through his hair as he talks to izana or rindou or kakucho or whoever, and sends you an apologetic look when he starts to pull on the pants to his uniform.

when he finally looks back at you after hanging up, you’ve already crawled back into the bed, facing away from him as he tugs on a shirt with his jacket draped over his arm. ran leans over you when you still don’t acknowledge his presence behind you, weight causing the mattress to dip beside your head.

“i’ll be back later.” he says with a sigh, kissing your cheeks when you don’t immediately respond, “few hours at most.”

“i know.”

you close your eyes as if it could make him leaving any less real, and when they open again, he’s gone.

#salmon rowe #haitani ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #ran x reader #haitani x reader #x reader #ran haitani #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader

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hanilessa · 10 months

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Hiiii can i rq a platonic tartaglia with a child!reader. like imagine the fatui kill her parents cause they were in debt and try to kill her too so she runs and while she’s running she bumps into tartaglia? tyy

i feel like tartaglia would protect her cause she wasn’t at fault for the debt

` Author’s notes: hii, darling! thanks for your request <3 i'm sorry i kept you waiting. i hope you enjoy reading!!

` Characters: Childe, fem!reader

` Warnings: mention of cruelty

You were completely lost. Feeling like a small and powerless person in this cruel and frightening world was completely unbearable. You trembled as you hid behind large wooden boxes, sincerely hoping no one would find you here.

The furious downpour darkened your thoughts even more, the cold water hit your fragile body like a whip, making you tremble with cold and fear. You didn't know where to go. Thoughts tangled like a ball of yarn, you looked around in the hope of finding at least someone who could help you.

With bare feet you walked along the cold stone of the road, and sharp stones dug into your small legs. It was hard, painful and scary, but you promised your parents that you would survive, no matter what.

You should have moved very quietly, because the Fatui followed you from your home to the port to demand that you pay the debts that your family had.

You were still a young child, and you couldn't earn money yourself. The only thing you could do was steal bread and fruit from the market while the merchants were distracted by other customers. Therefore, you had nothing to pay them.

Sniffing, you carefully made your way through the narrow passage, heading for the rescue ships, which will probably take you to a place where you can start a new life. Heavy drops hit your face, mixing with salty tears, and this makes it very difficult for you to move forward, but you try not to give up.

You catch a glimpse of the ship's mast and a sigh of relief escapes your lips as you make one last dash to run up to the ship, when suddenly your arm is grabbed and roughly pulled back.

A frightened scream escapes your throat as a Fatui soldier, grinning wryly, unceremoniously lifts you off the ground.

"Gotcha!" Fear crawls through your body like a snake that coils around your neck, blocking access to saving oxygen.

You try to resist, squirming in the strong grip of a soldier, but your strength isn't enough to resist an adult trained man. You're just a child after all.

"Please…" Tears flowed from your eyes in streams, all your strength gradually dried up. "Let me go…"

"You must pay your price." The soldier answered you and took out his weapon, but he was interrupted by an explosion of the hydro element, which knocked the weapon out of his hands.

It was very unexpected, so the taken aback a soldier loosened his grip, and you fell to the hard ground, painfully hitting a stone.

"It's you who must be the ones who will pay the price." A menacing voice was heard from the side, and you gathered your last strength to raise your head and see who was your savior.

Not far from you stood a man in gray clothes with a red mask on his face. His ginger, wet hair swayed in the wind, and this set him apart from the gray and gloominess. You clenched your fists in fear.

"S-sir?" The soldiers stepped aside in fright, moving away from you at a decent distance.

An unfamiliar man with a mask on his face pointed his bow at the soldiers and said, "You have a minute to disappear from my sight, or you will be the next to experience the power of my bow."

The Fatui soldiers trembled and hurried to obey the commander's order, and you could watch them scatter headlong in different directions. When all the voices and steps finally subsided, you turned around in fear to an unfamiliar man who was slowly approaching you.

You tried to crawl away, scared and trembling, but you ran into a stone wall. There was nowhere to run. When the man noticed your actions, he tried to calm you down, letting you know that you no longer need to be afraid.

"Hey, darling, you have nothing to fear anymore." He removed the red mask from his face and you could look into his eyes. The blue azure of his eyes met you with incredible tenderness, and for the first time in a long time you were able to feel some relief.

The man held out his hand to you, and with slight hesitation you put your small palm into his strong hand.

"Let's go, I must feed you well."

#tartaglia x reader #childe x y/n #childe x reader #tartaglia x y/n #genshin x you #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #tartaglia imagines #childe x you #childe imagines #tartaglia x you #genshin men x reader #genshin men #genshin impact imagines

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viluvr-archived · 2 years

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Hello!!! I really loved the outcome of the first ask I sent! If you don't mind me requesting again with the same scenario but with Jamil, Azul, Deuce, Silver, Lilia, and Riddle?? if that's alright with you tho! no pressure :) do take care of yourself! thank you again!!

PUTTING BUTTERFLY CLIPS ON THEIR HAIR! p2 .

Jamil , Azul , Deuce , Silver , Lilia , Riddle .

GN!reader .

( A/n : Hello! I'm assuming this is the butterfly rqs ^^ tagging the person who has the biggest crush on Silver @twstwonderlandstuff 😈 )

Part 1 | Part 2 .

JAMIL !

Looking at the scenario, it's very evident that Jamil doesn't have a lot of time, considering the fact he's taking care of Kalim and supervising him is already a heavy burden to him.

"Jamiiill! Look here!" His head whipped around to see what you were holding, and no matter how busy he was he'd never not pay attention to you.

"Hm? Butterfly clips..? You wanna try 'nother hairstyle babe?" He was sure it was for you until, "Yeah! But... I kinda,, wanna try it on you! Will you PRETTY PLEASE ALLOW ME TO DO SOOO?"

Oh, it was.. for him? Well, let's think about what could happen, the vice house warden of Scarabia wearing such childish hair ornaments? It'd make his, Kalim, and his family, the whole dorm's reputation tarnished! Wait, why's he thinking about that? It's his lover whom he loves dearly, there's no such thing as making them upset.

And with a deep sigh but with a content small smile, he allows them to do so "Well.. go ahead, just be careful with the braids, 'kay?" You squealed excitedly, rushing up to Jamil, kissing his cheek, and hugging him "Aww really!? Thanks, Jamillll! You're the best!" He loves hearing your content happiness and praises, what's a little suffering about looking childish if it made you and him happy?

"Hold on! Don't move, 'm putting the last piece of the clip!!" It was the least to say he fell asleep at the process. "Mmm, ya done?" You hand him a small mirror while nodding.

"Sooo? What d'ya think?" There was a light blush on his cheeks, "Good.. I like it, y/n" "Aw, don't be so sappy babe! Cmon, you look adorbs!" Yeah, he was definitely gonna sigh deeply and tackle you to the ground and tickle you.

AZUL !

He surprisingly agrees quite fast with some little convincing! All he's worried about is of course the Tweels, his intimidating character but then again, he's lucky he has a lover! Why not give them happiness every second, day, minute, and week.

"Tell me if I pull on your hair too much 'kay?" He nods slightly still not used to laying his head on your thighs, he must keep focus! And no embarrassing himself in front of his lover.

"'S ok Azul, you can relax" an airy chuckle came out of your mouth, oh no, was he too obvious! Please, and your laugh? Graceful. He can't embarrass himself anymore!!

"Yes.. of course, I'm relaxed y/n. What makes you think that... that I'm not..?" "Sure Mr. I'm intimidating!" You chuckle quietly at him and then kissed his cheek. Oh no, he was about to explode for sure.

"One more thing Azul.. wait! Don't look yet!" You've manage to add a pearl clip on his long hair strand, oh he looked beautiful with it. The long strand of his hair was bothering him these days, and there's a special clip for it.

He faces the mirror, oh.. he likes how he looked but, wait, do you like how he looks!? Surely you must because.. you did this, right?

"Done! You look cute, Azul. If I knew better, I would've done this way back then."

"Hey, Azuuuull! There's an annoying costum.. er.." Crap, Floyd Leech?! He's definitely gonna... "Jade... Jade, Jade, Jade!!.. Loo!" Before Floyd could finish his sentence he was dragged by Azul into the room

"Floyd! What did I tell you about knocking before you enter?!" "Eh!? But... hey! Why did you pull me here!" Azul sighed deeply. "I'll give you a raise and, a shift off. IF, AND ONLY IF you don't tell anyone this."

Floyd pondered long and hard enough.. he wasn't gonna work as much.. and he even gets a raise!.. yeah, he can definitely keep his mouth shut about this deal and what happened!

"Ya got it Azul!" "Good! Leave, now!" Well, he needs to be more careful next time.

DEUCE !

Deuce was studying when you came up to him, he was studying really hard to pass the mid-terms!

"Hey, Deuce! What ya doin' ?" God, he swears he'd pass out hearing that you say his name even if it's just his name!

"Studying! Yeah... studying.." you chuckle at his nervousness. "Chill! I got you these! Now before you judge it, it'll feel relaxing when I play with your hair" oh, yes! Of course, you were being a good partner, an angel! You're a dream he says in his head.

"So.. may I?" "You may" while putting the hair clips on his hair, slowly stroking his hair, and lightly massaging his scalp, he was about to sleep! No, he can't sleep while you do this and he was studying.

After you finish putting the hair clips on his hair, he actually ended up liking it a lot,, really!

He doesn't wanna take them off! Plus, as far as he remembers there were no rules about having hair clips on.. hed get to enjoy them, and he won't get "off with your head!"

He's glaring at anyone who looks at him with a funny look, and Ace is no exception. No one makes fun of what you do, especially if it's for him.

SILVER !

It doesn't take much for him not to agree, after all, that's his reason to refuse? And he'd also fall asleep while you do so, so it's a win-win situation

"You wanna put those on my hair..? Sure :)" he's stiff as hell, he looks like a rock, is he even breathing? He knows Lilia would tease him for the clips, Sebek would scold him for not being a proper knight, and God knows who'd judge him for it. But he'd be willing to do anything to see you smile and be happy, even if it'd take for him to hear his old man's teasing and Sebeks' loud complaining voice.

Make sure to take pictures when you're done since it's 99% sure that he's still sleeping when you're done. He looks cute!

Everyone was staring at him when he went back to his dorm, he was confused (since he fell asleep, he doesn't remember 50% of what happened) not until.. Lilia came up to him "Oh? Silver you have butterflies on your hair! Did dear y/n put those on you while you were peacefully sleeping?" Lilia laughs at him a bit.

Oh, that's right, you were having fun with him putting those butterfly clips, he thought so. His peace was immediately ruined when Sebek stepped into the room

"You... human! That isn't suitable for a knight in training to serve the young master!" Silver was already sighing deeply while Lilia laughs at the two, "Bye old man, I'm going to y/n.. to sleep" "Hey! You human escaping! Come back here" "No thank you."

LILIA !

He's ecstatic! Sure, sure, are these what youngsters do? Would he look just as cool? Oh, he can't wait to show it to Sebek, Malleus, and Silver!

"Go ahead! Take your time dearie, Diasomnia doesn't have any practices today!" He's hoping his way like a bunny making his way to you.

He moves quite a bit so pull on his hair as a warning, he's an old man, why's he moving so much? Kidding, kidding! He's just really excited to see the outcome that he'd sound like the kid who asks their parents "are we there yet?" Every trip.

"Lilia, Lilia! 'M done! Do you want... oh.." and before you could finish your sentence he took the mirror from you! "Apologies dear! Couldn't help it! It looks so... cool! Was that the word for it? Cater told me it meant like awesome or somethin'.." laughing at his cute but funny antics, you know how excited he is to show it to his not so adopted kids.

"Go ahead Lilia, 's ok. Show your kids the butterfly clips and small braids" he's staring at you with a small smile, "well, I shall thank you for what you have done! I'll see you later, dear!" He left a smooch on your cheek and then disappeared like thin air.

"Hey, hey, look! Check this out!" Malleus was distracted by the butterflies and he thinks the braids were pretty "I want one too..." Lilia could see Malleus poutin' "Hah! Now I'm the one who looks cool! Pretty groovy huh! Wait was groovy the word for it?" That day the dorm was filled with ecstasy.

RIDDLE !

Wellll, with a lot of convincing then he'd agree. Just make sure not to show the pictures to Ace.. or anyone! Wait, what do you mean you're making it your wallpaper? You cant!

"You really wanna.. do this?.." he sounds like he wants you to rethink your decisions, "Yes! Yes, I do! Now, lay down and stay still. Please." He sighs knowing there's nothing he can do to make you back out.

"Oh, Mr. Rosehearts, 'm done! You look so, so, so adorable!" You left a small little peck on his right cheek that made him red.. he isn't angry! He's just.. flustered.

"Yes. I can see that!" He coughs to cover up his flustered state. You hand him the mirror and as he gently took it from you, hey he thinks it's not so bad.. and it matches the dorm's aesthetic.. wait, there's a rose clip?

When he saw the rose clip, it made him a lot redder, (if that's even possible for his state!) He of course being the good, gentleman, the lover he is, thanks his partner for letting him experience.. this kind of thinking

Still, don't let anyone see the pictures you've taken of him! But it's not that he'd be angry at you, so...

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katsus-world · 1 year

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Their first kiss!

Characters: bakugou & Todoroki!

I think your first kiss with him would be on your first date!

He’s a gentleman so he’d ask if it was ok, standing in front of your house as he walked you home.

The night making the temperature drop, a cool breeze filled the night as the moon casted a light tint on the earth.

Standing in front of your house, you both sit on the steps. Making conversation, you both talk about the movie you went to watch or the restaurant you went to eat.

Then the conversation goes to how long you’ve been liking each other, what you both like and have in common. The convo bringing you both closer as you laugh at something stupid he said. Him not realizing it till you explain what he said.

His face is red as he hears you laugh, the sound of your voice making his heart skip a beat.

“Thank you for tonight Shoto, it was really fun!” You give him a hug and he hesitates on wrapping his arms around your waist. Not knowing what to do because he was never given affection.

But being with you felt right 🤧

“Can I Kiss you?” The question pulled at your lips, a smile as you nodded yes.

His lips are cold on yours, but soft.

The electricity like feeling making both of you stay at the same spot for a good minute, then pulling away.

I feel like he would pucker his lips out too much. Like that one dude from cloudy and a chance of meatballs 😭😭

Y’all’s first kiss is when he confesses.

And this wasn’t like a “on I met her a month ago I like her” type thing

No, y’all have known each other for THREE years bro, you and him have literally grown into new people with each other.

When he finally confesses, I think It’d be like on a hike or something to do with being outside.

Y’all have gone hiking before but this was different.

His eyes shift to yours, his heart pounding in his ears.

“I like you too.” You smile up at him, a huge wave of relief washes over ole boy 😭

I think he’d kinda just stand there for a second like processing everything, then he’d like pull you into a hug but very awkwardly 😭

When you hug him back, he’d feel more confident and comfortable.

You decide to make the first move and wrap your arms around his neck, his hands going to your waist as you both lean in.

This was most definitely his first kiss like in general 💀

When he kisses you, his mouth is OPEN 😭😭

You can’t tell me otherwise bc this man doesn’t know what he’s doing,

His kisses are sloppy but passionate.

You teach him how to kiss later

He likes to suck on your lips 😛 (later on in the relationship)

Both of them

✍(◔◡◔) ✍(◔◡◔) ✍(◔◡◔) ✍(◔◡◔) ✍(◔◡◔)

Smut will come soon but I js had to post a lil sum rq 😭 unrevised bc this was js a quick idea!

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nanyoky · 10 months

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Okay sorry if I just missed it but I haven't seen people mention it and it made my ears prick up as I try to catch up-

Prism bringing up going to the shadowfell for the ascendency festival REALLY felt like a deliberate drop that Matt gave her when they talked between episodes about what she could bring into the conversation. Which supports MY theory that we (and by we I really mostly mean the hells) are getting way too distracted by whether we think the gods are nice or not and are not paying NEARLY enough attention to all the pieces of this puzzle coming back to birb mom.

Am I the only one getting the vibe that both the Raven Queen and her followers, but also KEYLETH have a plan B that's already well into motion??? Perhaps the same plan?? Facilitated by my goth birb son mayhap?

Something about when they checked on the RQ temple in uthadern- they seemed much calmer there than any other worshippers and said something about "trusting in the matron's plan." Which, yeah, she's the goddess of fate that makes sense. But she's not the goddess of fate in the "everything that happens is her will so bad or good, it's what she wants and we can't question it" kinda way. She fucking loves Vax because he was someone who fought tooth and nail against the way things seemed to be going when he didn't like it.

And then in the scry on Keyleth we got, didn't she mutter something like "it wasn't supposed to be like this..."? Which again, yeah, you could def say "well duh- she was supposed to have the love of her life for longer than like three years, she was supposed to have more years of leading her people in peace after saving the world once already. A LOT of things were supposed to be different." But Matt usually doesn't give them *dialogue* in a scry, does he? So it REALLY rang !!!!THIS IS A CLUE!!!! alarm bells for me.

And it would make sense, right? Cuz I don't think we saw other Ashari come with Keyleth to the desert, did we? And she was a bit cagey with Orym about how she couldn't bring that many forces. If the Raven Queen, Vax and Keyleth all *knew* what Ludinus wanted to do- use Keyleth as bait to get Vax- it would absolutely make sense for her to be like "get beat up a bit, my already dead boyfriend shows up and chills in an orb for a hot minute, birb mom pulls the ace and we have the upper hand, no one else gets hurt. Sounds like the best plan." But then things are already SO BAD. and it's not like letting more people in on this mystery plan would really help that at all?? Only just put it in danger? But she'd kinda been trying to contain and control the chaos, and there's only so much of that you can realistically do. And she's a great leader, and a great leader doesn't *like* keeping things from people who are scared and looking for guidance, but sometimes compartmentalization is necessary.

AND THEN that's not even mentioning Mor in exu. And how she seems to be on a mission from the Raven Queen without being consciously aware of it. And how she was sent by Nana Morri - the FATE STITCHER - to exandria. Birb mom is making moves quietly through others and the evidence is scattered all over this story, but it comes back to her every time.

I'm just !!!!!!!! PLEASE SOMEONE TALK ABOUT "FATE" AND THE RQ INVOLVEMENT MORE I'M BEGGING THESE HEROES!!!!!

#this is word vomit style i apologize #I've had a hell of a few weeks and my brain is mush #critical role #campaign 3 #bells hells #me with my corkboard and little black feather push pins and sparkly gold twine of fate #i watch critical role now #i queue you all

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sunflowerharrington · 2 years

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What’s The Matter, Baby Boy?

hey babes, back again for more i see? 😏 don’t worry. i have the perfect snack for you 😚💋

🧸 @myobmaya this is your fault bbg 😚💋 i sent this to her so if there is any “i” for pronouns in this i am sorry, i’ll take ‘em out and replace ‘em eventually

🧸 mommy kink, roughness, degradation, 18+, some gaslighting, dom!reader, sub!billy, praise and degradation at the same time, you call billy a bitch, mention of love bites and bruises from spanking, i think that’s it

🧸 i’ll get to the requests asap but i just had to put this out. it’s my first fic with billy as a sub (technically my second but we don’t talk about that other one), so please be kind! it costs nothing. this can kind of be read gender neutrally expect for one mention of the women’s bathroom but other than that it’s fine. all inclusive. plus-size and poc friendly 🤍

🧸 @corrodedhawkins @fxllfaiiry @liviawritesthings @quickiesgirl @myobmaya @steveslittlesunflower @friendly-neighborhood-ghoul @hellfirehaley @thisishellfire @taecube @gods-favorite-asthmatic @eddies-bat @wzrlds dm comment or ask to let me know if you wanna be added or taken off my taglist 💋

okay so imagine this rq:

you knew that he knew you would be doing this. he watches you like a hawk, waiting for the right moment to turn on the vibrating panties. jokes on him you fucked with the system and took a wire out of the remote so it won’t work.

you purposely start talking to steve then about school, watching billy from the corner of your eye, faking surprise when he presses his thumb down on the remote with that smirk pulling at his lips. you hold onto steve’s arm as you laugh, brushing your fingertips down his arm, just to piss billy off. you place a hand on billy’s warm thigh, giving it a squeeze to wake something up inside of him before he shoves my hand away, clearly frustrated about something.

“what’s the matter, baby boy? something bothering you?”

you smile as he ignores you, tuning back into the oh-so “interesting” conversation with robin, who starts making fun of steve and the way he fumbles so bad in front of the ‘babes’ that come into scoops ahoy. as your head is thrown back with laughter, a forced moan bubbles up out of your throat to make it more believable.

you raise your eyebrows slightly, glaring daggers at billy in false disbelief, who’s smirking. he leans closer to you, resting a hand on your thigh which he knows not to do unless you give him permission

“get a hold of yourself, y/n,” he whispers.

“you know that’s not my name, pretty boy.”

he rests his arm on the back of your chair, rubbing small circles with the pad of his thumb on the small of your back. you shove your chair out, standing up, circling to the side of his chair. you grab his chin before he can do anything and pull his face harshly towards yours. “meet me in the bathroom in five and don’t be late. you know how i get when you’re not on time.”

you make sure to click your shoes extra loudly as you walk away towards the bathroom. you close the door and lean over the sink, laughing to yourself. you’ve got him right where you want him.

he comes in not even a minute later. what an eager little boy. you lean against the sink with your fine ass pressed against the counter as he stalks towards you. in reality you don’t care that he’s in the wrong bathroom, but you wanna make him squirm a little.

“baby, you can’t be in here,” i coo, pouting my lip. “this is the wrong bathroom for you. it’s womens only.”

“but you asked me to—“

“to what? i didn’t ask you anything, baby boy. is your head okay?” you ask, standing on your tip toes to press a soft kiss to his forehead. “do you need a—?”

“yeah it’s—“

“don’t you dare talk over me!” you scowl, pushing him away from you. he still looks really angry. “and get that frown off your face, it’ll give you wrinkles.”

he rolls his eyes, placing a hand on both sides of your hips, trapping you in his embrace, but you have other plans. you slip out quickly and walk across to the other side of the bathroom, luckily there’s nobody in here.

and he rolled his eyes. oh so he wants to meet jesus today, huh? he looks pathetic.

“what the fuck are you doing?” he asks before he can stop himself. he knows you hate when he swears around you.

“get on your knees and crawl to me, bitch. and don’t make me ask you again.”

“what?”

“what did i just say? get on your knees and crawl over to me like a good boy. can you do that for me? or are you too stupid to follow simple instructions.”

it takes him a while to give in, but he does, crawling towards you in those ridiculously tight denim jeans. but to be fair they make his ass look even better. …but his raw red skin after you spanking him looks so much better, especially with a love bite next to it

“faster, william. we don’t have all day.” you say sternly and he speeds up, on his knees opposite you seconds later. “apologize to me for being so fucking slow. hurry up!”

“sorry, y/n…”

you ignore him, waiting for the right answer.

“sorry, mommy.”

“good boy” you smile down at him, leaning down to kiss him on the tip of his nose.

“somebody’s going to walk in.”

“and?” you smirk, running the pad of your thumb over the chain around his neck with your name on it. “if they do… let’s give ‘em a show they’ll never forget.”

#stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #billy hargrove #st smut #smut #billy hargrove fanfic #smutty #sub!billy hargrove #dom!female!reader #stranger things x reader #billy hargrove stranger things #fuck the duffers #billy is a switch and i’ll stand by that #stranger things smut #bee rambles °˖✰

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hotxcheeto · 2 years

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Soooooo my request is Abby x female reader (Modern AU) and the reader is friends with Ellie , Dina , Jessie and they work at a bar that newly opened. The reader and Ellie are both bartenders and Abby ,manny ,Owen and Mel Abby orders drinks from the reader and they kinda hit off but before Abby can ask for her number she is gone and they meet each other in a supermarket a few days later

━ 𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, FLUFF, drinking ( no underage ), bar setting, mentions of throw up ( no scenes ), smoking ( reader briefly )

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope/a little hehe

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG BABE!!THANK YOU FOR THE RQ!! ily <33

𝗔𝗨 - Modern !

The bar was swamped, having reopened not that long ago people wanted to check it out. And quickly, they learned to love the revamp that nearly took twenty years off your lifespan for how much you put into it. But you loved the bar, so you dried your bank account.

It was worth it, but at times like this you wished you would've kept the doors shut. But you loved the place, you knew that much.

But it was your break, going to the front and smoking a cigarette at one of the tables. Checking your phone and scrolling through your messages hoping your break didn't fly by like it had a few hours earlier. Hoping to drag it out just a little bit.

But soon your phone died, much to your disappointment. So your eyes drifted over to the groups of bodies moving through the door going in and out. Dreading the fact that you only had a couple of more minutes of some sort of peace.

Until someone caught your eye, just as you pulled the cigarette to your lips you met a pair of eyes. Dark eyes, staring at you while you inhaled the smoke.

She was blonde, her hair wisping around her face. Complimenting the light makeup she had on, her tanned skin making her freckles stick out along her cheeks.

She was standing with her friends, all talking together like they were figuring something out. Frustratingly muttering and furrowing their eyebrows, some laughing but the girl had been looking at you.

Key words, had been.

As soon as she realized you had caught her staring, eyes meeting, she'd looked away. Awkwardly turning back to her friends and trying to indulge in whatever mindless argumentative conversation they'd sparked amongst themselves.

"Yo, Y/n, can you cover me while I take break?" You hadn't realize how much time had passed, nodding to Jesse while snuffing out the cigarette. "Yeah, but if you disappear on me I'll make sure to stab a tiny umbrella in your eye." "Oh, using my own words against me." You laughed, disappearing back into the bar and immediately going behind the counter.

"Alright, who hasn't gotten drinks?" A few people raised their hands or yelled as you began taking orders and making their drinks. Until you nearly tripped on your own feet, smiling to yourself when the girl from earlier and her friends walked in. Immediately avoiding looking at them and down at what you were doing.

"Ooo, what was that?" You nearly jumped when Dina practically appeared beside you, nudging your shoulder. "Nothing, you moron." She laughed, almost like she didn't hear what you called her. "Oh c'mon, you were looking over there, at who? Which one?" The bar was slightly cleared up on your end giving a clear view to the group.

"Blonde girl. With the white shirt with sunflowers." Dina was basically hugging you with how close she was, trying to see who you were talking about. "Don't you have drinks to make?" "If you don't get her number, I will." "Oh go back to your damn boyfriend."

Dina laughed at you, very lightly hitting your cheek. "You got this." "You say that everytime, but I'm still single. I mind as well marry Ellie at this point." Dina snorted. "Have fun with that." You rolled your eyes before you turned back almost dropping the glass you'd picked up.

It was a minor panic, the friends deciding on sitting right in front of you at the counter. Meeting eyes with a man smiling at you, resting his head on his hands.

"Hey, can I get a margarita." "Yeah no problem, you opening a tab?" He nodded. "All of us on it." He pointed to his friends, two guys singing along to the song on the speakers while the girls more or less tried to shut them up. "You got it." You laughed.

But there was one girl not paying attention to her group, instead nervously looking down at her hands. Tapping her fingers together.

You decided on making the drink right in front her, having been sitting right beside the man who ordered. Busy looking at the screen behind you, you took your time, glancing up at her just as you finished.

"Do you have anything fruity?" The blonde finally asked, her voice hesitant and slurred. "Done with hard liquor?" She chuckled watching you slide the margarita to her friend beside her. "Yeah, dumb and dumber over there kept ordering shots at last bar." You smirked, looking over to the two boys falling of their stools from laughter. "Owen and Jordan. And usually Manny's the drunkest." Your eyes turned to the man beside her, completely enamored by the television.

"Well, he's definitely up there." She chuckled, her eyes moving down to your hands while you made her drink. "Now that I know their names... what's yours?" You finished the drink, plucking in a small pink umbrella to top the colored liquid. Stare moving up to meet hers once again.

"Abby."

And momentarily, Abby thought the world had collapsed around her when you asked that question. Taking the drink from you with awe filled gaze. She couldn't even help the strange feeling in her stomach when she saw you grin.

"I like it – I'm Y/n." "Do you own the place?" You shook your head, taking another order. "Mm.. no my uncle does. He left earlier, back problems and a claim that watching his 9 o'clock football could cure it." You heard her snort, taking a sip of the drink. "Middle aged men." "Truly the biggest menaces to society." "Last call!"

Dina's voice boomed across the bar, Abby noticing the way you looked up at the clock behind you with excitement.

"Thank fuck." You whispered, giving her a golden grin. "I've been here since this afternoon." "That sounds like hell.." "You're telling me. So, you come around here often?" You both giggled at the corny line, Abby taking another drink from the glass. "Yeah, first time here though." "Well I hope you enjoyed it. You're too pretty to walk out of here disappointed."

The strike of confidence you got didn't go unnoticed, a light dust of blush brushing across Abby's cheekbones. Her nervous gaze moving away from you.

"Hm, well I'm definitely not disappointed. It would be a shame to make the beautiful bartender upset that I didn't like her renovations." Biting your lip you also bit back your girlish giggles from reaching the surface, excited like a schoolgirl over someone you'd just met.

"It would be a shame wouldn't? – You're quite the flirt Abigail." "When I like the conversation." she shrugged. Abby wondered if the alcohol suddenly boosted her confidence, or if it was the flirty comment you had made. Either way, she didn't want to stop talking.

Practically entranced by the way you made drinks while still making sure to keep your conversation with her going. Even sometimes stopping for just a second to talk to someone else. But you always returned to her.

"Do you like bartending?" "I didn't like the license test to become one, the training and all that was shit but I do like it, being able to talk to so many people. You learn a lot, make a lot of acquaintance's." "Sounds fun." You nodded with a smile, finally beginning to wipe the bar down. "It is when I'm not breaking my ass to make drinks for everyone." Abby nodded, tucking some of her long locks behind her ear.

"Are you.. single? Stupid question but – I dunno.." She stuttered out, looking at the empty glass. "Yes, almost painfully." You leaned against the bar towards her, Dina subtlety looking at you both from the corner of her eye before coming close to you.

"Is this your way of asking for my number because my phones dead, or would you prefer you give me yours?" Abby blushed again, matching your own even if she couldn't see it.

"Yours. I don't have a pen and my phones dead too." You nodded, before your reached for your pencil noticing it was gone. "Shit, Dina–" You turned but the dark haired girl was gone making you groan. "I'll be right back, with my number." "Yeah, no problem."

As soon as you opened the door behind you, you dashed for the desk in the office that was just passed the kitchen. Running right into Dina when you opened the door.

"What's got you rushing?" "I'm about to not be single you fuck, and you took my only pencil." Dina's eyes widened before her hand snatched four pens from the holder, throwing them at you while also spilling the the contents out onto the desk.

"Go, get the hell out of here! Go get her tiger!" You sprinted from the room once again, dodging the kitchen counters and composing yourself before walking through the door again to the bar.

But all you were met with were empty stools and a bundle of cash on the top of the bar.

Being honest, you felt like a kicked puppy.

Like it was a giant prank, or that Abby hadn't even been there at all and maybe you were hallucinating. Maybe a coma with an elaborate dream behind it.

Or maybe they had just left in an uber, like normal people.

"No. Tell me you got it to her." You turned around, sarcastically glaring at Dina as soon as your eyes met hers. "Does it look like I got it to her." Dina frowned, looking at the empty seats before running outside, just past the doors. "Shit. Y/n, I'm sorry." "Not your fault, I might see her again anyway you never know." You shrugged, giving her a reassuring smile.

"Yeah, let's hope so."

Days had passed, shift after shift until you'd finally gotten a two days off. New employees coming in giving your overwhelmed friends a nice break. This also made you realize you had nothing at home to eat or drink. Tap water and a few bags of chips that were half eaten to keep you afloat.

So, here you were shopping while trying to fight through how tired you were from work. Still in your bartending uniform that was just a black shirt and pants. Hair still styled and causing you a headache.

You felt like shit, but you were also hungry. So now you stood in the ice cream isle, enjoying the cold feeling on your head while staring at the variety of cartons.

Falling asleep while standing there was beginning to become a nice thought. Holding onto the cart while your eyes slowly shut, half lidded and staring intently at the coolers. Deciding on chocolate and vanilla swirl or cookies and creme.

A very hard decision.

The sound of someone walking up the aisle soon pulled you from your tired thinking. Moving up to open up the cooler and grab your option, throwing it into the cart with little enthusiasm, ready to check out and go home.

"I'm sorry about the other night." The voice startled you, so used to the quiet deadness of the store you weren't expecting to hear something else. Let alone someone else.

You turned, meeting the oh-so familiar stare from the girl a few nights before. But something didn't click right away, staring at her with tired confusion. Then it dawned on you, the same sad feeling flooding over your mind.

"Already forget?" She laughed quietly. "No sorry, just exhausted and I'll be honest, disappointed." You gave her a soft smile, both of you awkwardly looking around, you staring down at your shoes.

"I want your number, just so I know that I'll be able to contact you. And you won't run away."

Abby smiled, almost giddy despite the late hour.

"Yeah, that'll work for me." "Good. This time I won't let the pretty patron get away." "As long as the beautiful bartender won't be too upset with me." Abby taking your phone when you handed it to her, cringing at the dumb lines.

"We suck at flirting." "It's three o'clock in the morning, give us a break." You nodded, finishing the contact and handing her back the phone. "My friends threw up outside, it's why we left so fast. I felt like shit." Humming you, leaning against your cart, just as you had against the bar that long time ago.

"Well mine took my only form of writing. We're even. If we were ever odd in the first place." Abby snorted. "No. But I'm glad I seen you again." "Yeah me too. I almost missed you, Abigail. You put quite the charm on me." "Oh really?" You nodded with your eyebrows raised. "I'm glad I'll get to know you know. And not just that you like fruity drinks and have dumb friends who can't sing."

She smiled. "Yeah. I look forward to that."

a/N: I'VE REad every comment on one night stand thank you all sm for the love on that!!!!! <333

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I've been getting TOO MANY mohyo content on my twt tl and i just can't stop thinking about them. Just mohyo bickering and teasing each other and thEIR HEIGHT DIFFERENCE??? jihyo teasing momo and when momo fights back and towers over her she just cowers😭😭 and I thought it'd be best to come to you (if asks are open and you're not busy ofc)🙇

Momo was stressed and woke up on the wrong side of the bed. She's pissed early in the morning and jihyo thought it would be fun to tease her for being grumpy and all. Cue to momo ignoring jihyo (which she finds weird but continues to tease her anyway) waiting for the perfect opportunity until they're alone. Momo is HUNG and they've fucked before but her dragging jihyo to their room teasing her how she's so tiny and that she wouldn't fit inside her until she's sorry absolutely breaks jihyo. She ends up apologizing and getting roughly fucked by momo she's so overstimulated and on the verge of passing out.

I hope it's ok. You can ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable.

thank you for coming to me! took a while to fill but i loved this rq, mohyo brainrot always!

"say you're sorry again and i might forgive you."

momo brushes her nose against jihyo's wet cheeks, kneeling down to meet her height. jihyo's throat was sore, momo was unwavering in her decision of punishing jihyo for picking on her all day long. jihyo tried to move, but even if she tried to fight back it would be a lost battle. her fists were tied up together and momo had been using her body for long, delightful minutes, seeking for her own pleasure.

"i'm so-" jihyo coughs, her throat tired. "i'm sorry!"

"i'm not convinced." momo gets up again, holding jihyo's head by her hair, slapping her face with her thick, heavy cock. "you look way better when you can't speak, leader."

jihyo feels her cheek wet with more tears, embarrassed at the way momo calls her. "momo..."

"what?" momo grins. "you don't like it when i call you that? i keep wondering what the girls would think about their leader on her knees begging for my cock."

jihyo whimpers, opening her mouth to allow momo to slip her cock in, but momo doesn't. "please." jihyo asks, her voice low, starting to ignore her own pride.

"i bet you'd love to keep sucking my dick for hours, wouldn't you?" momo questions. "but i want something else."

momo lifts jihyo's body, showing off her strength when she does it as easily as it is to lift a pillow, and places the younger on the bed, with her face against the surface of the bed and ass up, showing her used core that was still leaking from when momo fucked her. momo brushes the tip of her cock over jihyo's folds, then slips inside in a single thrust of hips that makes jihyo cry.

"'m sorry, momo!" jihyo says, hoping momo would slow down, because she felt uneasy with how rough momo was taking her. it felt good. not only good but incredible, to the point that jihyo had tears falling down her cheeks, even loving the way the tight fit made it hurt, but she feared she might pass out if momo kept up like that.

"all day long you've been pushing my buttons only to get fucked like a slut," momo grunts, burying every inch of her shaft in before pulling away until the tip was almost out, then slamming it back inside harshly, "and when you realize my cock is too big for you, you cower."

"d-didn't know you were really mad!" jihyo whines, absolutely helpless, unable to move her arms due to the tie that momo used to restrain her wrists. "at least... a-at least untie me, please?"

momo thinks about it, deciding on giving in to jihyo's wish just this time, because she had better plans on her mind. she sets jihyo's wrists free, but then lies on the bed and brings jihyo to her lap, almost laughing at how easy it was to throw her around, as if jihyo is her doll. momo took her time, her eyes travelling through jihyo's now bruised body, feeling no pity whatsoever. jihyo asked for that, and momo would make sure she reminded every second of it.

momo pushes two fingers inside jihyo, getting them coated with slick. jihyo widens her eyes when momo pulls out and slides them in her ass, but she can't help but moan with the pleasure, even humping momo's fingers.

"you will ride me until i say it's enough," momo tells her, replacing her fingers with her cock when she thinks jihyo is ready. "and don't you dare to stop."

jihyo holds onto momo's stomach for support as she starts to ride, doing it slowly because momo was already too big for her pussy, now it felt like she was being ripped apart. much to jihyo's shame, she loved every second of it, especially the way momo forced herself in her — rough, feral and unwavering. just the way jihyo yearned for.

"s-so good," jihyo whimpered, her hips moving faster each seconds, using all the energy left in her to fuck herself on momo's cock. "you're so big, momo."

momo held jihyo's waist, feeling her cock throb at the tightness surrounding her. she grunts and throws her head back, feeling close to the edge again. momo takes the lead and fucks up into jihyo, the younger falling on top of her when she does, walls squeezing momo's length so tightly that momo's hips faltered, desperate to come. jihyo sneaks her hand between them and rubs her clit in time with momo's thrusts, breathing heavily and coming first.

momo groans, shaft reaching the deepest that she could before she filled jihyo's ass. still trying to steady her breathing, momo looks at the younger's face, seeing that her eyes were closed. it had been so long since they had time to enjoy each other, that they'd even forgotten how good it was for momo to be inside jihyo and jihyo to have momo stuffing her to her limit.

"jihyo?" momo calls, only receiving a small hum. "tired?"

jihyo nods slowly, it's all she can do. she feels absolutely destroyed, yet if she could she'd do it all over again.

at least momo was there to take care of her.

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