#hes making me giggle and twirl my hair a lil kinda

[anticw-spn]

reading shadow and bone and i just have to say that. nikolai. thank you for coming to my ted talk

#nikolai babygirl #hes making me giggle and twirl my hair a lil kinda #havent completed it so idk if im gonna be heartbroken yet #ill take what i can get #nikolai lantsov #i was kinda living for the darkling in the first book simply for the aesthetic #but nikolai is kinda taking it away because hes sooooo asshole (endearing) shaped #is my taste in men changing #ig well find out #shadow and bone #grishaverse #the grisha series #alina starkov #the darkling #black heretic #leigh bardugo

[taintedcigs]

how do you think stevie would act around shy and inexperienced reader? like would he tease her about being shy or? <3

omg if u were dating/friends he totally would!!!!😭 he’s such a lil shit i love him💗 idk if this is what u wanted but!!! also this turned dirty so quick im sawrry😔 warnings: nothing much but kinda smut (it is insinuated)!!! but rlly not, 18+ ofc as all my other works<3

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“How does this look?” You hummed, exiting the fitting room as you looked at the mirror.

Tip-toeing as you adjust the emerald dress that fit you perfectly, your curves were showing and your breasts were squeezed tight together.

You fidgeted with the hem of the dress nervously, your usual clothes didn’t fit you this well, and the dress was a little too revealing, avoiding eye contact as you awaited Steve’s input anxiously.

Your head cocked toward Steve’s direction when he didn’t answer, he was leaning against the wall, mouth agape as he looked at you dumbfoundedly.

Your mind reveled before you could help it, the idea that Steve thought you looked ridiculous was planted in your head now and you wanted to disappear.

“Holy shit,” He murmured, gaze lingering on you as he traced your curves, trying to memorize every part of you, gulping as he shook his head in disbelief.

The thought of Steve not liking it made you frown. “W–what?” You stuttered, looking down on your dress again shyly.

“You have no fucking idea how insane you make me, baby.” He whispered as he inched closer to you, hands itching as they grabbed onto your hips, making you squeal.

“Steve!” You chided, giggling.

“You look perfect, honey.” He added, planting soft kisses on your exposed skin.

“So perfect,” He muttered and now you were sure you could feel the heat on your cheeks.

“Drivin’ me crazy.” He groaned as he planted a sloppy kiss on your lips and you mewled.

“We’re in public, Stevie.” You warned, but it wasn’t convincing at all.

“So?” He shrugged, causing you to look around.

“So… you can’t do all of… this.” You murmured, voice growing quieter and quieter.

A smug smirk appeared on his lips, “What can’t I do, princess?” He mocked, pouting.

Before you could answer his hands travelled from your hips to your ass quickly, giving it a quick squeeze causing you to yelp, “Steve!” You lightly slapped his shoulder, causing him to chuckle.

You bit your lower lip, nervously tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you rubbed your thighs together out of need, Steve took notice of that quickly and tilted his head slightly.

“My perfect girl, mhmm.” He whispered in your ear as his fingers ghosted over your thighs which were trembling at this point.

You gasped softly when he did so, cheeks growing hotter with each of his movements. “Some—someone is going to see.” You stuttered, cocking your head to see if anyone else was there, and Steve took this as an opportunity to give your neck sloppy kisses.

You mewled under his touch and Steve chuckled darkly, “Stevie!” You breathed, warning him again and he faced you.

His gaze was intense and yours was so innocent that he felt bad for teasing you this much, he gave you a warm smile as he pulled his hand away.

You whined. “I’m just teasin’ honey,” He winked, causing you to let out a nervous giggle as you felt your cheeks heating up, for the 100th time.

“So… what do you think?” You asked with the biggest smile on your face as you gave Steve a twirl, causing his eyes to widen.

He admired you with a look of sheer awe in his eyes, you were gorgeous, so fucking gorgeous.

And you looked angelic in that tight dress, making Steve dizzy.

“Perfect, honey.” He said, gaze never wavering from you.

“You are totally getting that dress.” His eyes darkened with lust.

“And when we get home, I’m gonna fuck you in it.”

#em’s mail💌 #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington drabbles #steve harrington blurbs #steve harrington drabble #steve harrington fluff

[all444miles]

hi this is my first time requesting! can you do e42 miles and his girlfriend on her quinceañera please and ty <3

— PRINCESA

pairing: earth 42!miles x fem!afro-hispanic!reader genre: fluff summary: it's your quince, your big day, and your boyfriend is right there with you, dancing with you (and shi, he can dance) reveling in your beauty ‹3 a/n: this is your first time requesting? this is my first request, so, im honored!! this was acc like, really fun to write 😭 the fact this isnt even long but i still took so long is SILLYY, im rlly rlly sorry for that.. + if these translations r wrong PLEAAASEEE CORRECT ME bc ion wanna mess up on this at all

a/n 2: anything underlined with probably have a link to give you a ref to wtv the context is, (e.g, your makeup), the nails, dress, n bouqet are in the three pics above!! also, the large spaces between paragraphs is js basically a lil skip to the next part (like the entrance to the last doll !) please do listen to the song shown in the fic when the waltz happens to feel how the reader did, n i tried my best to describe what was happening but this quince vals kinda shows it best, js imagine more men around em n the start of this for the surprise dance, i think its called wepa? (MILES HAS A COWBOY HAT ON AGGGHHGHH) 😭 enjoy!

It was your day. the day you turned 15, the day you transitioned from girlhood to womanhood, and God, you were estatic. It was all planned perfectly.

You were outside the hall, and it was time for your entrance. Your mother and Rio were adding the finishing touches to your hair, while your lover carefully put on your necklace for you, as you didn’t want to mess up your nails. He paid for them, after all.

“Mi amor, you look like proper royalty right now, y’know that?” he says to you, making your heart feel warm as he speaks. You smile at him, “Thank you, Miles. Ma, are you sure everything is gonna go okay?” you look at your mother with slight concern, fidgeting with your fingers. “¡Cálma, cielo! Te ves goregous, y me he asegurado de que todo salga perfecto, ¿de acuerdo?” (take it easy, angel! You look gorgeous, and i’ve made sure everything goes perfectly fine, alright?). You nodded your head, as Rio motioned you to take two deep breaths, Miles chuckling in amusement.

Your father stepped in and announced, “Es hora princesa, ¿estás lista?” (it’s time princess, are you ready?). You smiled, your nervousness fading and your excitement overtaking as you quickly fixed your dress. “Mhm!” And with that, you walked into the court as Lo que paso, paso by Daddy Yankee played, your left hand in your mothers and your right in your fathers, as four of your cousins, as your chambelanes, (including Miles, the chambelan de honor), danced behind you as the three of you danced into the court, the MC announcing your arrival.

You sat down on your “throne” as your little sister came up to you, twirling before stopping to face you and handed you your last doll, a smile on her face. “Gracias, hermanita” (Thank you, baby sister) you whispered to her as you kissed her forehead and she hugged you, giggling before walking off back to your mother.

After your crowning, changing of shoes and your father daughter dance, it was time to do your waltz. The setting faded as a light shon on you and Miles, a smirk on his face, Golden Hour by JVKE playing in as your chambelanes moved around you two.

She’s got glitter for skin, my radiant beam in the night..

Your boyfriend had your hand in his, close to eachother, a loving smile imprinted on the both of your faces. “Ya sabes, cariño, puedes bailar bastante bien.” (You know, baby, you can dance pretty well.)” He chuckled and slightly put his head down and shook his head, “Por supuesto que puedo, ma, lo aprendí de y para mejor.” (Course I can, ma, I learnt from and for the best.)

As the incoming line came in, Miles spun you three times, then your primos (cousins) and your boyfriend circled around you before lifting you up and spinning you, your dress flowing.

It’s your golden hour..

A grin from ear to ear, you watched everybody around you looking up at you astonishment as you spun, hearing cheers from your aunties and your mother (Rio included). They put you down, as the song continued, your chambelanes on one knee around you, you in the middle taking a curtsy, before continuing your dance.

The song faded, it had ended, but it was time for your surprise dance. The loud blasts of el mariachi and fizzing of the indoor pyrotechnics could be heard from every angle of the room; the boys on stage as you stood back till it your signal to come in.

Your primos and Miles’ stomps echoed through the court—holding onto their hats as their body’s moved, to the flow of the music. Miles was actually better than you expected at this, and he looked quite fine with that hat on too, you thought. You heard whistles coming from your tios, and a small shout of encouragement from Rio to her son, which make you chuckle. She patted your back and motioned you to step in.

You walked into the middle as the boys stepped back, sprinkling roses onto you as you spread out your arms. As you stepped in and stepped out, Miles on one knee as you circled around him, your cousins stomping once again to the beat of the sound. He stood up as you held your dress to dance along with them, them picking you up one last time, earning trills and cheers from the people sitting down.

The very last song came in, and it was just you and Miles, dancing cumbia together, your cousins stepped back hyping you two up. You kicked forward as he kicked back, you two dancing in pure sync, the whole court cheering your names while you two tried to hide your laughs. It was one of the best nights of your life, a smile on everybody’s face the entire time.

At the end of your quince, you and Miles were talking in a corner. You looked up at him, pupils dilated “Te ves muy guapo con ese sombrero puesto.” (You look pretty handsome with that hat on.)

He laughed to himself, shaking his head. “Oh, word? Aight, i’ll keep it on then.” You pressed your forehead with his, “Gracias por hacer que esta noche sea tan divertida para mí, cariño.” (Thank you for making this night so fun for me, baby). He kissed your forehead, “No hay nada que agradecerme, mi reina, fue muy divertido ser promocionado por tus primos.” (There is nothing to thank me, my queen, it was a lotta fun to be cheered on by your cousins.)

He planted a kiss to your lips, “I love you, mami.”

“You know I love you too.”

© all444miles 2023. do not plagerize, copy, or repost my work in any way shape or form, without my permission.

likes, reblogs, comments and asks are always appreciated !

#— 🍧: 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐏! #earth 42 #earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #miles morales earth 42 x reader #miles morales drabble #miles morales fluff #prowler miles #x black fem reader #earth 42 miles morales x black!reader #miles morales x black reader #miles morales x black!reader #quincenera #hispanic reader

[shawtuzi]

hello my lovelies happy friday!!! enjoy this old draft w plug!eren

cw include/// black coded reader, drug use, smut, whole lotta hair pulling, bad writing

“my hairs getting kinda long,” eren hummed taking a hit of the freshly pearled blunt he had just rolled while you ran your fingers through his soft locs. it was true his hair was pretty long—longer than it’s ever been but you adored it that way. “before you ask no i don’t think you should cut it,” you began to braid a small section and the action alone had eren ready to doze off.

he scoffed passing the blunt to you before sitting up from your lap, “not even just a little? it gets in the way alllll the time y/n” he groaned pushing it back with his freshly tatted hand. “you look so pretty with it this long babe don’t cut it,” you pouted now situating yourself on his lap. eren kissed his teeth plucking the blunt out of your hand, “i’m not tryna look pretty ma ‘n who’s gonna be scared of a guy that looks like he’s got bundles in??” his words made you giggle but he looked dead serious. eren was a man who would rather be feared than loved by others (except you ofc) and you never quite understood.

“you’re still my big scary man even with luxurious hair like that,” you giggled tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. and it was true eren had the shiniest, softest hair you’d ever seen a man have but it was all thanks to you. before eren met you he was a three in one soap kinda guy BUT NOW??? baby you gave him the hookup showing him which products would make his hair shine and feel soft to the touch you couldn’t possibly let him cut all of it off—no not when it’s in it’s prime. “just tie it in a bun you look so handsome when it’s up like that—oh! or half up half down thing you do sometimes it looks so sexy like that,” your words had eren’s cheeks turning crimson and his heartbeat quicken. why did you have to be so damn sweet?

“plus….i like to pull on it when we fuck….and how you let out those lil groans when i do it,” your voice came to whisper as you tangled your fingers in his hair giving it a slight tug. eren let out a low groan nearly dropping the blunt in the process. “and i like how it’s all splayed out whenever i ride you, you look so good like that,” by now eren was fully hard and he wanted nothing more than to take you right there but he couldn’t help but wanna hear more praise about how pretty he looked during sex.

“it’s so pretty eren please don’t cut it,” you pouted toying with the hairs at the nape of his neck. eren took one last fat hit of the blunt before putting it out, both of his hands now resting on your hips,” ight y/n i hear you baby i do i won’t cut it okay? i’ll keep it long just for you.” the idea of getting his hair cut shorter was nice but he was too whipped for you and if you said you wanted it long then he would never let a soul touch a hair on his head. “you’re so sweet baby thank you. i think you deserve a little treat for being the best boyfriend ever yeah?” you smiled sliding the straps of your tank top down to reveal your tits to him.

that’s how you ended up stroking eren’s dick while he sloppily sucked on your nipples. every once in a while you’d give his hair a rough tug just to hear him moan and boy was it music to your ears. “eren, baby would you hand me the blunt,” you asked voice smooth as honey. eren blindly reached for the ashtray not once taking his attention off your breasts until he finally felt the blunt, “mmf here take it,” he grunted nibbling on your nipple just teeniest bit.

by the time you finished the blunt you had milked 3 orgasms out of eren, his cum coating your entire hand. eren looked into your glossy eyes feeling incredibly small in that moment, “okay okay can we fuck now? need to be inside you,” he mumbled nuzzling his face in your naked chest. you hummed licking eren’s cum off your fingers one by one, wiping the excess off with a tissue before speaking, “of course we can baby just on one condition” you smiled twirling a piece of his hair around your fingers. “anything you want ma,” he yanked your sleep shorts and panties off in one swift pull leaving you now completely bare. “it’s not too much to ask…” you trailed off swiping the tip of his dick between your slick folds, “i just want you to look at me the entire time.”

the task seemed entirely too easy until you actually sat on eren’s dick, engulfing him in what he liked to call his own personal heaven. “ohhh shit,” eren groaned his eyes rolling back, his eyes quickly snapped back open once he felt a harsh tug on his hair. “i said eyes on me eren,” you cooed giving his swollen lips a few kisses before sucking on his bottom lip. eren let out another low groan nodding his head at your words, “shit sorry baby you jus’ feel so good can’t even think straight.”

eren grabbed both your wirst in one hand while his other wrapped itself in your hair, tugging even harder when you would yank on his. “d-don’t pull too fuckin’ hard ‘n—mmph! fuck u-up my lace,” eren chuckled at your words that oh so beautiful smile on his face making you want him to fuck your brains out even harder. “you can always repair it baby—fuck, i mean you are amazing with your hands,” eren licked a slow stripe up your neck stopping at the spot just below your ear to suck on it just the way you liked. “just make me cum ren,” you whined dropping your head on his shoulder, your grip on his hair completely faltering.

five orgasms later you and eren somehow ended up on the floor, you laying his chest completely breathless and he was in the exact same state. “my hair doesn’t look too bad does it?” you sighed, sitting up to give eren a better view of your face. you looked like you got into a fight with the couch and lost but eren still thought you looked like an angel. “you look beautiful babe how ‘bout mine?” eren chuckled propping himself up on his elbows. he looked incredible of course his after sex glow making you want to ravage him all over again. “maybe you should cut your hair…you’re too damn cute for your own good,” you kissed your teeth pushing yourself away from him, already missing his warmth.

then he gave you that goddamn smirk. that same smirk that had you weak in the knees for him every time he did it. that same smirk that had you jumping his bones and fucking him until you couldn’t even see straight. you narrowed your eyes at the man in front of you, “don’t look at me like that i’m not doing this with you eren i’m too sore,” you shook your head attempting to get up but your legs failed you horribly. eren sat up fully before pulling you back to his chest, “c’mon babe jus’ one more round and we’re done i promise. i’ll roll a blunt…run you a bath to get you all relaxed and shit.” it was very hard to concentrate on his words with the way he was tapping his tip against your clit but you managed fine, nodding your head and whispering a soft ‘okay just one more.’

#i think i like this….. #i don’t know why i’m always so unsure of my writing now wtf #anyways happy friday ily #eren <3 #plug!eren #eren smut #eren yeager smut #eren jaeger smut #aot smut #attack on titan smut #aot imagines #eren yeager #snk eren #snk smut #my writing

[rosecoloreddesire]

Not A Lie ~ Elvis Presley

Summary: You could never imagine THE Elvis Presley to show up in your little diner. How can you tell your parents that…he’s your fiancé??

Note: IM BACK! I’m going to be graduating in February so I’m hoping I can get some writing out! I’m so sorry if this is a bad come back? I haven’t proofread yet! But I think it’s good 💙 missed you all so much!

Warnings: FLUFF!

“Y/N, you gotta stop lyin’! You know how much your daddy loves Elvis!” You huff out as you chase your mom around the kitchen island.

“Mama! Just listen to me! I’m being honest! I am enga-“ she put a finger to your lips as you both hear the front door unlock, opening to your daddy whistling a soft tune of Blue Suede Shoes.

“Not a word in front of him, got it?” You sigh loudly not wanting her to put you down.

“But mama! He’s comin’ ton-“ she cuts you off with an ice cold glare. You finally let it go, walking past your father to your room.

“God damn it all! Why won’t anyone ever listen to me?” The small phone in your room begins to ring, picking it up you sit on your bed. A certain southern drawl cheers you up.

“Hey there, lil’ lady. How’s my girl doin’? I’ll be there soon I promise. My parents are wantin’ us to get together and do some photos here at Graceland for the family album.” He chuckles while you heard his grandma in the back.

“Hi grandma! Um, pictures? Like engagement pictures?” You nervously hum, twirling the phone cord around your finger.

“Well, I did get you that pretty rock on your finger. And I think that means your stuck with lil’ old me, baby.” Your cheeks flush as he lowly whispers.

“I’ll see you soon. Lest your flirtin’ make my face flush!” His giggles are cut off as you hang up. Your face aglow. Your phone rings once again.

“Elvis Presley- if you don’t stop-“

“Elvis Presley?! I knew it!” Your best friend Amelia was on the other line….her screams of joy influence you to push the phone as far away from you as possible. You wince as she continues.

“Amelia Jones! You needa keep it down! What’ll you do if your mama says she won’t be gettin’ you into my mama’s salon this Thursday!” The other line dies down.

“You know your mamas the only one you can actually do my hair and make it look good!” You chuckle as she tries to explain herself.

“Yes! That’s why when I tell you the boy I’ve been datin’ all year and last year is Mr. Elvis Presley.” You state confidently as she squees softly.

“That’s why you wasn’t impressed when we saw him for the first time! You were kissin’ him!!!” Her giggles and squeals made you roll your eyes. Amelia was always into the whole romance and love at first sight tropes in the movies.

“Y/N! Get down here! Your mother and I need to have a talk with you!” You grumble and hope your mom hadn’t told your father about the whole engagement.

“Gotta go, Ames! Bye!” You hung up, smooth your skirt and make your way down the stairs.

“You know the policy we have on lyin’, young lady.” Your daddy was sitting on the couch with your mother.

“Daddy, I ain’t lyin’ to you! I really am-“ your mothers laugh breaks you off again.

“We are supposed to believe that Elvis Presley is coming tonight to meet us after askin for your hand?” She fans herself. Your mom usually was so supportive but you do have to hand it to her. This was kinda crazy.

“I ain’t! He’s really sweet! His mama and daddy are arranging a photo shoot for us to be in the Presley family album! I’m gonna be a Presley, daddy!”

“I wanna believe you but how did you even meet?”

—

“And will that be all for you today?” The man in front of you was clearly flirting as you wrote off his receipt.

“Uh actually this is gonna sound weird but are you an angel?” You rolled your eyes, waving your hand.

“Hm, I’ve actually never heard of that one but I am very aware thank you. Bye!” You spun around on your heel and grabbed a new pad and paper. You fixed your hair in the reflection of napkin holder.

“You handled that well, Darlin’.” You jump a little. The voice was low and oddly familiar. You turned with a flush to your cheeks.

“ yeah well creeps like that don’t like the word no so-“ you paused as you finally saw the person speaking to you.

“It’s a shame cause he ain’t wrong. But he forgot to say you look like a goddess.”

“You’re-“ you stuttered holding your hand to your chest.

“Your future boyfriend I hope.” You must have looked like a tomato with how warm your cheeks were getting.

“Uh- are you serious? Is this a prank?.”

“Here’s my number. Use it wisely.” And with a wink he was gone as fast as he came.

——

“I’m supposed to believe he came to our family restaurant when your mama and I were gone?” You nod desperately. You take your mothers hand and show her your ring.

“Oh my god, Y/N. That’s a real ring! How did you-“ your doorbell is going off before you can explain.

“Do you want to get that, daddy?” You ask softly, praying to whatever god that Elvis was standing at the door. He huffs as he sits up, making his way to the door.

“Afternoon- OH MY GOD. You-“ Your father brings your fiancé into a bear hug. Your father squeezes the poor boy as you giggle. Your skin flushing at the display.

“It’s really Elvis! What in the hell?” Your mom grasps your hands tightly as the boy walks into the house, more like pulled. You giggle as he finally sees you, a bit frazzled. He detaches himself from your father as he makes his way to you. His lips soft against your cheek as your body warms.

“Uh, mom, dad, this is my fiancé.” You spout awkwardly as Elvis slips his arm around you. Your father gleams with excitement.

“I understand why you didn’t ask for my blessin’, son! You can marry my daughter!” You’ve never seen your father so ecstatic in your life. Except the one time he won a ticket to see Elvis. Or the one time he heard Heart Break Hotel on the radio in his car. Huh….you are sensing a running theme…

“I really do love your daughter. It’s jus’ been rough tryin’ to get a time together to meet y’all.” He smiles boyishly at your parents. Your mom still reeling in the fact that you were telling the truth.

“D-did ya enjoy our family diner?” Your mom stutters out. You stifle laugh placing your hand over your mouth. You look at Elvis awaiting his answer.

“Of course, ma’am! Great atmosphere, great food, and even greater waitresses.” He bumps you with his shoulder as you blush.

“Well, don’t be a stranger, Mister Presley! Come on, we were just gettin’ ready for our meal!” Your father pushes Elvis to a chair at the table. You shakily sit next to him as your nerves still haven’t fully settled.

“Why our daughter?” Your breath hitches as your mom starts to plate the food.

“Lord, where do I start? She looks as if she walked right out of a Hollywood movie. An absolute starlet.” Your skin flushes as his hand drifts to your thigh.

“I wish! We met up with some of his Hollywood buddies and they were super sweet! They think Elvis has a real shot of hittin’ it big!” You smile as he laughs. His gaze focuses on you the whole time. How could he have found the most amazing thing to have come out of him having to hide from fans in a local diner? His eyes never leave your lips as you continue to sing his praises.

“I really think it’s a great idea to see you two married! Can you believe it, honey? We’d be related to the Presley’s!” Your dad claps as he excitedly dug into his food. Your mother still seems a little hesitant.

“What’s gonna stop you from chasin’ other girls around town? My daughter hasn’t even dated before you!” Your eyes widen as you take a bite of your dinner. You hadn’t really had that conversation with Elvis yet…

“I’m your first boyfriend?” You wince at his surprised tone. You turned to face him.

“Uh, yeah. I, uh, never really thought about the whole dating thing. Until you kissed me at that charity concert…I-“ his lips are soft against your cheek. Your hand shaking in his hand.

“You don’t need to explain nothin’, darlin’. Thank you so much for the lovely dinner but I best be goin’ soon I only had a it of time to spare.” He began to get up as your father rose from his seat.

“How about you go with him, sweetheart? Your mom and I are gonna have a talk about all this.” You nod, hugging him quickly. You all but ran up the stairs to get away from the tension.

“How cute. Pink really fits you.” Elvis smirks as his fingers traced your bed sheets. You scoff as you pack a small bag.

“I haven’t gotten to change my sheets since I was like 10, E. Give me a break. Do you really want to do this?” Elvis’ hand caresses your face, pushing a few stray hairs out of your face.

“I want you. Every day. Afternoon. And night. You are all I think about.” His voice just a bit above a whisper. Your eyes were heavy as you stare at his lips.

“Can I be yours forever?” His lips were soft as he pulls you close. The kiss was delicate but passionate as he grips your hair slightly.

“If you’ll let me.”

#elvis presley #elvis #elvis movie #rosecoloreddesire #elvis x reader #elvis imagine #austin butler elvis #50s elvis #elvis x you #elvis 2022 #elvis fluff #fluff

[jaetyun]

Most likely to with some trainees please?

Boys planet MLT’s; a thread!

featuring: gyuvin matthew s.hanbin keita junhyeon zhang hao seunghwan honghai gunwook jay

fluff!

a/n: i use mlt kind of loosely, making every question less of a rant of most - least but more one option - another option

being pampered vs pampering

being pampered

honghai, gyuvin

i mean it’s kinda obvious

honghai is a total baby

he just wants to be little spoon after a long day of work and can u blame him :(

gyuvin LIVES off praise, he needs to hear from you hes doing it right even if it’s just simple things like cooking or doing chores

both of them spend nights giggling kicking their feet twirling their hair biting their finger over sweet texts you send

just clingy

so incredibly clingy

the more i write the more i realize gyuvin is so bf coded ☹️☹️

gunwook, matthew

now you might be wondering

how is gunwook not with the former??

to that i say he’s totally pamper you to as a congrats

you aced an exam? he’s out buying you ice cream and best BELIEVE he’s gonna be feeding you

if you can’t sleep he’ll tuck you in and sing you a lullaby <33

matthew has no preference

you just happen to end up spoiling him more often

you just can’t resist his aegyo ☹️❤️

he uses this to his advantage

“babbbbyyyyy can you pleassseee make ramen for me” while batting his eyelashes

jay, junhyeon

it’s very unpredictable w them

theres no set dynamic w either of them

you want him to buy something for you? sure!

he’s feeling little spoon in the moment? you’re big spoon 🫵

neither of them care very much

if i had to pick one way or the other jay is more likely to spoil you and junhyeon is more likely to be spoiled

potentially unpopular opinion..

junhyeon seems like he’d be very calm and chill in a relationship

he uses all his energy and humor with his friends youre his little safe area to recharge his social battery

jay is just always a very down to earth guy

he doesn’t really care either way 90% of the time

keita, zhang hao

they just have very motherlike tendencies

they’ll naturally buy things for you cause “you’ll run out soon anyways”

keita writes songs for you all the time

if morning texts were a love language that’s what zhang hao has

he hasn’t missed a single day of saying good morning and good night to you even if there was no other conversation that day

keita likes paying

i cant explain it but anytime you’re out you might as well not bring your wallet cause he’s gonna fist fight you before you’ll ever buy anything around him

the ONLY time you’ve paid was on your first date where you split the bill

seunghwan, hanbin

seunghwan moreso than hanbin

his face would curl in disgust at your attempt of big spooning

“what do you think you’re doing?? come over here” he wraps arms around your waist, leaving you as mush in his hold

hanbin is also very motherly

would literally make a lunchbox for you everyday if he could

both of them are just so good at indulging and pampering like i’m at a loss for words

i cant even explain on paper it just makes sense okay

i’m right my word is final!!!

pampering

easily jealous vs secure

easily jealous

gyuvin, gunwook

not necessarily possessive??

but they’re the type to death glare ANY guy that comes your way

gyuvin is probably a lot more pouty and gunwook

like gyuvin would be so clingy if he felt threatened in your relationship

hes just a lil insecure and needs reassurance but it’s okay cause we love him for it 💔

gunwook says he likes pda cause he likes physical touch

hes lying

it’s so he can basically let everyone around the two of you know you’re off limits

he feels like you’re too good to be true

he needs to fight for you yk

if you tell either of them to knock it off they def will though

junhyeon, keita

they’re more willing to let things go

like if it’s just someone checking you out they’re chilling

it’s when flirting starts that drives them mad

i think keita would be more vocal about it

he’d do something immediately

“you’re just so stunning-“ “arent i lucky?”

junhyeon would watch on the sidelines then scold you afterwards

once you give a friendly reminder they’re perfect for you theyre back to chilling

not nearly as much guard dog energy as the other two

but don’t mistake that as chill

keita has def said some things in the moment he wish he could take back

honghai, hanbin

the pouty boys

it takes a while for them to crack, it wjen it happens they’ll be SO WHINY

hanbin is so petty

“how does this look on me?” “why don’t you ask ___?”

hai isn’t passive aggressive he just gives you the silent treatment

most of the time some rando isn’t gonna hurt their pride

it’s your friends thatre a lil too close to you…

which results in full blown fights

it gets resolved though cause communication is sexy 🙏

zhang hao, jay

it’s not that they don’t get jealous

they just handle it pretty well

instead of being like gunwook who’s practically holding you or like keita who makes sly remarks theyll be silent in the moment

afterwards they rationalize it in their head and their fine

it’s not that there’s no communication

they just realize you’re loyal and they don’t have to worry 💯💯

i think hao is more likely to say something

not a whiny or petty comment but just a genuine “do you realize ___’s intentions with you?”

very down to earth men

they don’t wanna fight they just wanna head empty love partner

and we love that tbh

seunghwan, matthew

SO SELF ASSURED

like they would argue with their friends over their lack of jealousy

“why would i be worried about ___? they’re not the one kissing y/n are they?”

they genuinely cannot fathom a possibility where you cheat

which is reasonable cause let’s be real youd FUMBLEEE if you lost one of those two 😵‍💫

seunghwan might have doubts here and there but overall he can realize how important he is to you and that solves most issues

secure

going out vs staying in for dates

going out

junhyeon, seunghwan

it’s like an adventure to them

so many more possibilities on things to do

junhyeons fave dates are when you go out late at night and see what’s open

will you end up spending 4 hours at a theatre hopping around random movies at random times? will you find a cool dinner spot? will you scavenge through an abandoned building? it’s always an adventure!

seunghwan likes going to romantic places

takes you on picnics, going to a carnival, renting a karoke bar, bowling

he would totally have a bucket list of cliches he’d want to fulfill

he also just likes showing you off to the world <33

the best part is when you guys go home together both exhausted and rambling about everything you experienced throughout the day

taking showers after spending a hot day in the sun in the summer 😵‍💫 or a warm bath if it’s a cold winter day ❤️

*WALL*

jay, gyuvin

definitely prefer staying at home

does not mind going out though!

gyuvin has made it his personal duty to find the best cafe in town with you

you both have your own ranking you bicker over all the time

secretly his long term goal is learning your perfect pastry and trying to recreate it

he’s not telling you though itd ruin the sincerity of the coffee shop nights

jay wouldn’t mind every once in a while

it would get draining after like the second time a week though

has a soft spot for places like an aquarium or an arcade

places that might come off as childish

those jay could go to all day everyday

still doesn’t beat a nice cuddle session while watching a movie by a LONG SHOT for either of them

hanbin, keita

homebodys at heart

would do it for you though

especially if they have super outgoing s/o’s

very easy to convince

will react in very opposite ways though

if hanbin ends up agreeing on a date night out hes making 100000 steps and plans

he knows exactly where you’re going and when you’re going down to the minutes

he wants it to be perfect for you!

keita though

he lets you pick

“you wanted to go out! so where should we go??”

very easygoing though

down for literally anything you’d wanna do

except like rock climbing sky diving or axe throwing

that’s a hard no

matthew, gunwook

i honestly have nothing to say here

it just makes sense okay

im tired

bare with me

zhang hao. honghai

okay homebody by ph-1

their ideal date is making a lil dinner for you then playing a board game or video games

simple men

they just like being with their safe person in their safe space

zhang hao will show you all his fave tv shows and want your reactions

hai will spent HOURS just scrolling on tiktok with you next to him

it’s like a game to see how synchronized your fyps are

if either of them have a pet they’d love playing with their pets w you

if you have a pet theyd have play dates

doesn’t matter the species

you guys will make it work

like who says it wouldn’t be iconic to have a dog and bird friendship??

staying at home

#boys planet #boys planet drabbles #boys planet imagines #kpop imagines #sung hanbin #lee seunghwan #seok matthew #park gunwook #jay chang #terazono keita #keita ciipher #boys planet scenarios #boys planet x reader #keita #boys planet mlt #most likely too

[aboutchigiri]

from the start 🎧.

fic info: a chigiri hyoma x reader, hurt/comfort fluff fic, best friends to eventual lovers.

a/n: not proofread and also a lil ooc because this is my personal experience that i'm making light of ..🤸🏿‍♀️

' chigiri, the one who you grew closest too in the group of soccer players that you somehow mangled yourself with.

' chigiri, who always gave you relationship advice when you were with his teammate, isagi.

' chigiri, who always made sure that you were okay when isagi ditched you for training.

' chigiri, who you helped with physical therapy when he felt that he was straining his knee.

' chigiri, who became your only and best friend.

' chigiri, who you're slowly falling in love with.

"i think i'm gonna ask hiromi out." chigiri told you as he laid on your couch, his knee propped up while you set up the products to wrap his knee.

your eyes widened slightly but you shook it off before chigiri could notice, not wanting to dampen the mood because his senses were extremely sharp when it came to you.

"oh? that's nice. i thought you didn't have time for a girlfriend." you spoke casually, as you slowly began to work on aiding his knee.

"i'm not sure yet but, i know i wanna get back out there. plus, she's super into me. isagi and bachira were telling me to go for it, especially since we're in our off season." he spoke, twirling his hair gently, eyes glancing at the tv playing lowly in the background.

"mmm." you hum as your eyes laser in on chigiri's knee, knowing your face was laced with disappointment. chigiri took the lackluster response and immediately started to question you.

"what's wrong, you sound sad." he started, leaning up slightly to look at your face.

"nah, i'm good. your knee's all good, but you know this tape sucks so don't do any crazy shit." you said, plastering a fake grin on your face as you tap his knee gently.

"mmm.." he mumbles, shrugging it off as you guys fell into your normal routine of gossiping, having deep conversations or just relaxing in each other's presence.

******

"i guess, i'm not too upset. i just don't get why she acted so interested just to loose interest once i gave her my time." chigiri sighed as he flopped on your bed.

"she probably only liked the chase, don't work yourself up over it." you spoke honestly, rubbing his back consolingly.

"i just wanna find the one, ya know. the one person that we always talk about wanting." chigiri spoke with a huge sigh, as he flopped over to stare at you.

"me too but, we must stay strong. they'll find us, one day." you shrug, his pink eyes shining as he looks at you with that same energy that he always radiates around you.

"you're an amazing friend, y/n. i'm glad we became so close. i don't say it a lot but i love and appreciate you." chigiri spoke innocently, his eyes never leaving you. your heart jumped, the pain pricking slightly as you heard the word leave his mouth but instead of allowing the faint desire of you and chigiri being more than "friends" plague your emotions, you giggle quietly.

"you're a good friend too, princess. i love and appreciate you, as well. now enough with the sappy stuff, let's go make dinner before everyone comes over here." you mumble, grin plastered on your face as you shoved him slightly. the grin that never faded because at the end of the day, chigiri hyoma is still yours, whether it be a relationship or your friendship.

having chigiri hyoma is all you want, so why do you feel like having more of him. having that intimate part of him that he constantly tells you about. the part that he says he wants to share with the person he wants to spend his life with it...why isn't it you?

******

"you're pretty, y/n. i don't say it a lot though." chigiri said as you handed him his shin guards that he supposedly lost.

"thanks red, you're not bad yourself." you giggle, the compliment sending shivers up your back.

"y/n, do you think you'll ever get back in a relationship? ya know...after isagi, you kinda swore off love unless it was with him." he spoke, the redhead boy seeming withdrawn, something he never usually was around you.

"random but, i'm over isagi. he's an awesome friend but that's really all it'll ever be. i was being dramatic back then, if there was someone i wanted to try again with..." you started, glancing up before continuing your quiet chores.

"i know who it would be." you whispered, forlorn.

"who?" chigiri spoke, his voice sounding closer than it was a minute ago. you looked up to see the 5'9 soccer player, standing in front of you with a...distressed? look.

"ha...i-it's not that important, chigrin. that person only thinks of me as a friend, so i've given up on that idea." you laugh it off, praying he would leave this subject alone.

life with chigiri has been perfect, you two have lived together as roomates for almost 2 and a half years and remained close friends throughout that entire time. you wouldn't want to ruin it with your stupid romantic feelings for him.

the stupid urge to kiss his cheeks when he's stuffing his face after practing or the urge to linger your hands in his red locks when he asks you to help braid it so they're not in his face for his next game.

"hmm.. what if this mystery person were to think of you as more than a friend." he asked, rocking on his heels slightly but focusing on your face for any change in expression.

"well..that's very unlikely but, i would love to try being with them. i think it'd be easy for us." you spoke honestly, not realizing that may have sounded a little too targeted.

"me too." he said before your eyes widened slightly.

"what do you mean 'me too'?" your eyes widened comically large, eyebrows raised ridiculously high.

"i think we should try, it'd be easy for us. you said it yourself. i've been looking for you, in every girl that i've ever spoken too. it makes sense now." he mumbled that last part, he had moved slightly closer at this point.

"hyoma...are you being serious, right now?" you ask, your heart pounding in your chest.

"i forgot you're stupid, i'll have to spell this out for you. me, chigiri hyoma, likes you y/n. a lot actually, will you go out with me, with romantic intentions." he speaks monotonously, smiling slightly at the irritated scowl that graces your features.

"worst confession ever. i'll go, but do better next time." you roll your eyes, mouth curling into a grin at the way your stomach is fluttering and your heart's pounding calms because this is chigiri.

chigiri hyoma, who loves you back.

#blue lock #bllk fluff #bllk x you #bllk imagines #bllk headcanons #bllk x reader #bllk x y/n #bllk fanfic #bllk manga #bllk chigiri #chigiri x y/n #chigiri hyoma #chigiri headcanons #blue lock chigiri #chigiri x you #chigiri fluff #chigiri x reader

[sotogalmo]

oomfie do u have designs in mind for anyone from OHHELL au im still thinking abt them (especially mari and sunny twirls hair) 👀

Jdhdjhdhdhdhdh 💕💕💕💕💕 ,,,, giggles cutely and hand flaps

Sunny's design for me tbh has been soososooso hard for me tbh. I want him in a ripped long skirt, but my guy would totally not dress like that at all(unless new personality, but kinda highly doubt that since mofo would rlly want to stay with "normal" stuff to him).

So tbh, he gives the feeling of a suit kinda fella?? Maybe wears contacts, and if so he wears sea green/yellow contacts. But that's kinda if he wants to try that. Dyes a lil part of his hair as an impulsive choice(color could be red/orange/yellow). Sunny follows dress code, so whatever they have in school he wears it most of the time. Maybe adds a tie or a bowtie(mostly a tie). For his lil gig of spray painting, he wears a kitsune mask that also kinda looks like LONG SNOUT from BLACKSPACE, but also he wears common masks like black masks(maybe medical masks, but he stays away from those since the day Kel dies he was sick and that just reminds him of that time he was very weak and did nothing to save Kel). His clothes for the lil gig, is smth like sukeban, but tbh he just wears his house clothes(if that's what ppl call them sometimes); a jacket, a tank top, shorts, and very long socks. Sunny's hair,, he kinda lets it grow out so he can get a ponytail. But he cuts it off when it gets too itchy and long for him.

Mari and Aubrey do dye their hair together, but only have a fade. Mari also seems like she'll follow dress code. So whatever collage she has, she'll wear whatever they give her most of her time/almost all of the day. Maybe also puts her hair in a braid,, she looks very pretty with a braid,,,, so not all that different, but still different as when she returns home she'll only practice her piano to forget ig?? And also, also. She still bakes! She has a lil part time job at the bakery(so does Sunny, but different shifts. Sunny takes night, while Mari takes day ig??? They wanna make their parents very proud of them, so they focus on studies). Mari's hair is a bit shorter tho,, yea

Aubrey and Basil, the lil cuties,,,, . Aubrey's mom still goes down hill, so basically she gets adopted by Polly(💕). Basil and Aubrey are muscle buddies too,, I just love that idea. They are basically still the same as when they were kids but a lot more mature and older. Basil kinda also joined in dyeing his hair tbh(all of them with dyed hair is kinda nice to me tbh and funny). Maybe a teal color,,, who knows. Smth that goes well with pink, and that's green as well so shrugs.

Aubrey has a more cleaner style of clothes, but still very messy tbh. Oh yeah!! She kinda went with painting as a hobby, or smth like a job! She likes paint.

Basil still gardens, as I think that just makes him,, him yk?? But he does help out on taking care of the town; the littering, trashing, etc. He takes care of that!

Hero is the most disheveled thing ever. Staying inside of his room, only getting out to use the bathroom and eat and do big brother stuff since Sally also plays a big role here! So he basically has long hair, but not too long. His parents take care of him and Sally, and he just- shrugs. Yk?? He stays in his pajamas, until he takes a shower and changes clothes. But he mainly wears home clothes,, some are kinda big on him now, since he's a bit skinny n stuff(still tall tho!). Whenever cooking, mofo tries to burn himself(I thought of this when having the moral orel ep of "numb" in my head n tbh,, he seems like a blorberta to me in all honesty). Trash panda he is

(in HEADSPACE everyone has music inspired stuff on them; Mari is classical, Aubrey and Kel are both hyper/hip-hop, Sunny and Basil kinda give this mysterious kinda horror stuff like Kikuo songs, Vi(stand in of OMORI here) has that LoFi jazz theme to him. They are also based on some foods, that they like/are shown the most with; Mari with bananas and cookies(like a sundae or smth, she has that vibe to her that not many ppl would tbh like but she is sweet like a cookie! And cookies have different types of flavors, etc etc), Sunny with onigiri and apples(he wears a hat in Headspace that has that apple vibe to him and the onigiri is on how simple he kinda is?), Kel with oranges(simple), Basil with carrots and tomatoes(that one scene in Basil's rw fight got me thinking tbh,, and carrots are good for your eye sight! Tomatoes just cuz they are natural in salads and you can grow them!), Aubrey with eggplants and burgers(family life and house wise,, she would really like fast food stuff, and bout that thing of her grilled eggplants too). Music is important to Hero as seen in OMORI, but also he did wanted to be a chef right?? So why not add food??)

Everything is cold, without Kel.

Everything lost it's aura, when He pushed Kel.

Everyone is not happy. Everyone used to be.

Not anymore. Kel is gone. His smile.

His hugs, his recklessness.

Everything about him is gone.

What a horrible older brother, he is.

Don't you agree?

#OHHELL AU #omori au #omori sunny #omori kel #omori mari #omori aubrey #omori basil #omori hero #omori spoilers #omori blackspace #long snout from blackspace from the hit game omori the beloved #doors and the way they are used in blackspace is so interesting to me

[saetoru]

hi tee!! i’ve always been a silent reader of your works but after reading the latest rich boy gojo fic i just needed to drop you an ask because i read it a few days ago and i still can’t stop thinking about it. i loved it so much and i just ugh. i need to get it out of my system

rich boy gojo is literally one of my fav aus ever and your characterization of him always leaves me giggling kicking my feet and twirling my hair. but the last one…. god i was a sobbing mess. i’ve literally never had a partner and your fic made me feel like i was going through a breakup 😭 i felt gojo’s frustration deep in my soul piercing my heart like i was so sad i wanted to throw up. and this is a super small detail but my biggest pet peeve is when writers italicize the wrong word for emphasis which makes the dialogue kinda awkward when i imagine saying it (if that makes sense) but you always do it right and it makes a huge difference. but anyway. i’m so behind on jjk that rich boy gojo feels more canon to me now than sorceror gojo JDJDSJSJ

you did a great job with that fic, tee and i hope you’re proud of it <3 also i read in the replies that you wrote it thinking about your own breakup so i hope you’re okay 🩷

HELLO LOVELY !!

thank you so much for reading it and dropping by with an ask 🥹

sobs i am a visual person and sometimes if i don’t italicize words as i write i literally cannot read back on the right flow so i have to add them JDJSJD i’m glad they feel correctly placed to you 😌 i’m taking that as an ultimate compliment 😈 BUT SATORU WAS A SOGGY LIL KITTEN I FELT SO BAD FOR HIM i hope he never deals w this pain again 💔 he deserves the sloppiest head for that 💔 also atp i selfship w rb! gojo more than sorcerer gojo myself LMAOFJAKDJ i just like the college brat version what can i say

and i’m okay !! the break up was a bit tough and i am still navigating it but !! i am okay !! life goes on and a lot of good things have also happened and i won’t let this set back deter me ‼️

but again tysm for reading and leaving the kindest ask in my inbox it rly does mean the whole moon and back to read about ppls reactions to things u put out there and i’m beyond grateful for all the lovely comments everyone’s left on the fic 🥹 kisses you all 🥹💋

#asks!

[xxswagcorexx]

watching this au somewhat-flesh out in the tags like heeehoo giggling and twirling my hair etc. thank u for sharing its really cool to hear about this especially your reasonings behind things :) and the au name FUCKS btw 10/10 on that one (you can take this as a free space to ramble more about it if you like)

AHHH TYSM ANON!! ive been having a lot of fun with au (but im a lil. tapped out for ideas, but the general idea is that you can do. Whatever you want with this [wowie just like actual mythology!] so!! feel free to add on/make ur own/be inspired or whatever from this ^_^ most of this is mostly what i feel from Vibes anyways [and i would be very very happy to see any content in general so !!!])

ANYWAYS going to use this an opportunity to ramble about clown and spoke!! this is gonna focus more on their myths rather than their cults bc. i have a clearer image abt their myths than their cults (and vice versa for ash and red)

ANYWAYS lets start of with clown! ^_^ for some context, clown's username used to be godlysins (which is something he only went by for a little bit, he's been using clownpierce for a Lot longer) but basically id imagine he'd start off as a god, and after some time his mythology would be about him rejecting godhood and being able to complete impossible tasks as a mortal (also he gets a name change, pissing off any historians trying to study him <3), so essentially functioning as a greek hero in this au (also bc i think there's this cool quote of him saying that he's human, so that's a fun tie in!). anyways he's popular among warriors and looked up by anyone who wants to accomish something really hard :)

i also mentioned spoke being an import god in my tags where i mentioned clown, and that idea is mostly because iirc he got a lot of his powers from a hypixel exploit? don't quote me on that though im not very caught up on his lore (or ls lore in general </3 i cant watch streams bc of School and energy levels) . anyways since he seemingly got his powers from a 3rd party, id imagine (similar to the original theory about dionysus' origin before we found his name in older records) that spokes origin myths would have him coming from some far off land and having arcane powers compared to the other god bc he got it from somewhere else ^_^ awesome! (also this is a Different reason to why i think ash is more of an import god bc ash is known for. a lot of things? like you cant really point where Most people know him, so that idea kinda transferred to him being an import god)

but YA! ty for the ask anon <3 i loveeeee thinking abt related ideas abt a topic so ^_^ tysm for the ask and giving me a chance to talk abt clown and spoke!!!

#mcyt #clownpierce #spokeishere #tw caps #media.warning.caps #into the pantheon #anyways more things in the tags #i think that with the prev ask whenever someone would mess up and sacrifice something wrong #ash and red would have the Option to either take the sacrifice (more power to themselves) #or let the other have it #(giving power that they were meant to have to the other) #so like. sharing powers in a way #and considering their religions are focused on personal success/material goods. insert theme of s.wagdoons and loyalty and trust here #also i mentioned this in the discord and was like 'hold up this sounds like marriage' #yk. sharing power and whatnot #so ??? congrats on them for having the most stable relationship ig #also i think like bedroom hymns by f.lorence + the machine would fit them #without the. [REDACTED] part. im mostly talking about the #'Such selfish prayers and I can't get enough' lyric #them core i think #anyways ramble over . im kinda juiced out for ideas for now but who knows. maybe ill talk abt it again one day!!! #but i do have more ideas for diff aus/concepts so. if u wanna hear DIFFERENT brainworms. my ask box is always open ^_^ #anyways ty for the ask again! thank u feeding into my brain <3 #(someone please ask me abt my different ideas please. oooo u wanna hear about fallen angel ash and red soooo bad /lh) #ask.core

[lipglossanon]

HIII i hope ur day is going well😇 i hv been having sum thoughts (fluffy and smutty..) abt stepbro!leon that i wanted to share with u if that’s alright 🤭

okay so first, last night i was watching love & death since it just came out, and it just got me thinking abt reader watching a movie alone and leon walks into her room and decides to join her, (maybe the parents r on their own lil date so leon and reader hv the house to themselves) and they’re just cuddling watching the movie and it’s just overall very sweet, throwing little comments here and there to each other abt the movie, maybe a little make out session occasionally when the movie is going a little slow🤭 but it’s just a very sweet moment between them and reader kinda throws out a comment like “why are you being so nice right now?” GAHAHA and leon just kinda stares at her like😐 “do you want me to be mean?” LOL i think that even tho the smut is *amazing*, it’s just very nice to think abt some fluffy moments between these characters also teehee

okay now onto the filth😈

this came up in my head like a night or two ago and it’s lowkey a request if ur into it as well, but imagine fucking stepbro!leon (and their lil “rendezvous” has already been established if u catch my drift) in his car in an empty parking lot late at night after spending the entire day together on a forced bonding session or smth, and the tension has just been building all day, the windows are fogging up with steam, phones going off from all the texts from their parents asking where they r but they just don’t care and r ignoring the dings/vibrates🫣

OK LAST ONE this one is simple. sex tape with stepbro!leon OR EVEN CORRUPT COP LEON. that’s it, that’s the tweet. esp with corrupt cop leon, it cld be smth that they both can use to hold them over when leon has to work those long night shifts :((

HEHE okay that’s it i hope u enjoy these😇

-🪷

It will always and forever be alright to share stepbro Leon thoughts 😎 👍

Awww that is so sweet!! I’m over here giggling and twirling my hair 🤭 oh my gosh, yes!! he’d pick on her so much after she asked why he was being nice 😝 but like in a cute teasing way 🥰

And anon we are sharing a moment here because I have been brainstorming car sex with stepbro Leon for a few days now 😩 so I’ll make sure to implement your freaking big brain energy when I go to write it 💜 💜 ugh sexy tensions and steamy windows and just 🤤 🤤 love the way you think anon 😍

Sex tape?! Oooh 👀 👀 both options have some tantalizing situations. I’ll have to see what creative juices flow with that idea 😜

I love them anon, I want to send many relaxing thoughts to your beautiful brain 😘 please don’t be afraid to send more!! 💜 💜

#ask box #lipglossanswers #lipglossanon #stepbro!leon s kennedy #🪷 anon

[webslingingslasher]

ok so idk if i actually am in love it’s too soon to tell but he definitely makes me want to kick my feet and giggle and twirl my hair. and yesss it’s mr. cockblocks friend and that’s actually a red flag to me because idk it’s just scary. like i just don’t like that they’re friends it goes past his weird crush on me 😭 but we’ve been hanging out a lottt this and last week and he’s sooo nice like it’s almost sus but the first time we hung out he was so excited and even gave me a hug and he smells so good i wanna eat him 👹 we also smoked at his place the other day and i wouldn’t have guessed that he smoked cause he just didn’t seem like the type but those be the main ones ANNDDDD we kinda sort of made out? it was in between a kiss and a make out and you know if we hadn’t have stopped i was respectfully gonna give him the double hand crank vacuum seal gawk gawk 3000 + the ushy gushy pussy supreme combo. i fall too quickly 😫

-🍃

CRANK VACUUM SEAL GAWK GAWK 3000 + THE USHY GUSHY PUSSY SUPREME COMBO????? OH MY GOD PLEASEEEEE

NO WE LIKE HIM!!!! WE NEED A NAME!!!! WHAT CAN WE CALL HIM IDK WHY BUT HE REMINDS ME OF FRAT!PETER'S ETHAN??!!!

also stop bc he went in for the hug and now im weeping cause he sounds so cute and soft and a lil stoner bf? those be the best ones. pls give me all the updates. who kissed who first? was he a good kisser? did he text you today? when are you hanging out again?

IM SORRY IM SO INVESTED I ACTUALLY HAVE SUCH A GOOD FEELING ABOUT THIS??

(does he still hang/ talk to cockblock? this is the only orange flag i see here.)

#emojis arent working on my laptop

[miris08]

A/n: This is just a short funny lil' journal entry that I had to write about for my class. It's based on an oc that I had to create for the class. He's kinda based on Doofenshmirtz. You know, tries to be a villain but is honestly just kinda sweet and funny. This is also inspired by a tumblr post I saw a while back.

—————

The villain smirked as he called the hero on his landline phone (Don't ask how he got the hero's phone number or why he still uses a landline phone). "So, Here's what we're going to do, hero. You have twenty-four hours to--"

Click.

"W-what? Did they just hang up?" He sputtered out in disbelief. He quickly redialed. As the hero picked up the phone once more, he started yelling at them. "You know you can't just do that! You're supposed to listen to all of my demands, and see that they are met within the time limit that I set. You aren't supposed to hang up on me, not only is that un-hero-like, but it's also just plain rude. Didn't your parents teach you about manners?"

Pause.

"No, I don't care that you don't feel up for it today! You're supposed to- No! Of course not!"

Click.

"R-really, again?! What the actual fuck! Somebody obviously didn't teach them about proper mannerisms" He muttered under his breath as he redialed once more.

"I understand that you are feeling unwell, but that does not excuse such behavior! You should know, being a hero and all! Well, yes, but- no... I guess.” The villain exasperatedly sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“ Are you sure you're okay? Do you want me to drop something off? ...You sure?... I can stop by at the nearest pharmacy or bakery and get you something?"

Pause.

"No, it's fine. Well, yes, I did make plans to destroy all of civilization today, but I guess I can reschedule everything for Friday.” He offere, shifting the phone to rest against his shoulder.

“Yeah. Does Friday sound good? Okay... Wonderful! Yes, then I'll see you Friday, hero! It’s a date! Okay, bye-bye, hero!" The villain giggled, twirling a lock of hair around one of his digits before hanging up.

#villain x hero #random writing #creative writing #villain #why not #hero #villain and hero #writing

[smalls-words]

Prom Night

Summary: When Wanda tells you about the things she missed out on as a child, you do everything in your power to make her happy.

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader, Peter Parker x Fem!Reader (best friends) - Chlorokinesis = Plant Manipulation :)

Genre: Lil bit of angst, but very fluffy

Warnings: Light mention of HYDRA and Wanda being sad (yes, that’s a warning cos that shit hurts my soul)

Requested: yes/NO

Words: 2,120

A/N - I don’t live in America, so I don’t know if there’s such thing as a year six prom, but we have year six formal in Australia, so just use your imagination :) 

*not my gif*

It was a normal morning for you two. You woke up next to Wanda, admiring her little snores and her beautiful shining skin in the warmth of the sunlight. She groaned as it reached her eyelids, nuzzling further into your chest as a means of protecting her eyes.

“Good morning.” You whispered in her ear, making her grumble.

“Five more minutes.” She muffled into your chest.

“Of course, my love.”

She settled down into your arms as you lightly tickled your nails up and down her back, soothing her until you felt a small sensation on your stomach, her thumb stroking your skin softly.

You turned your head to face her and smiled warmly when you met those stunning emerald pools you could drown in forever.

“Hi.” She giggled, biting her bottom lip as you kissed her forehead softly.

“Hi, you.”

“Can we just stay here for today? We don’t have any missions.”

“We have to make breakfast, love.” You instantly regretted saying it when Wanda’s lips curled into a pout.

“Can’t it wait a day? I just wanna be here, with you.”

“I know, but it’s kinda high-up in priority. Besides, Peter has school and we all know he can’t make breakfast to save his life.” 

“Yeah. He must’ve inherited it through the spider gene.” She sighed as her hand snaked up to grab yours, tracing the lines of your palm before she placed it on her face as a cover against the sun. You chuckled softly and squeezed her button of a nose, only to receive a lick to your palm.

“Hey! Cheeky.” You grinned as she reopened her eyes, a twirl of scarlet in them as the blinds behind you moved to block some of the sun. 

“You love me for it.” She giggled, but you didn’t need to read her mind to see her plan as she tried to pull herself on top of you.

“Nuh-uh-uh.” You teased, moving away from her as much as she moved towards you.

“No, Y/N/N, please-”

You slipped out of the bed, your pyjamas slightly skewed, and she blushed when she saw your body. She loved it, she loved you, and nobody could take that from either of you.

“How about… you cook with me?” You leaned down and whispered in her ear, noticing the shiver that travelled down her spine.

“I-I can cook with you?” Wanda matched your whisper.

“Only if you get up, sweets.” 

It was safe to say that she shot out of that bed.

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The two of you were having a ball in the kitchen before Peter groggily entered, sweat-soaked hair and shirt making him stink.

“Go shower, Pete.” You teased, nudging him when he stood next to you.

“Can you help me later? I have to go to Morgan’s primary school prom as her ‘date’.” He explained, causing you three to chuckle.

“Of course. You got an outfit?”

“Nope.”

Your eyes widened and it was clear Wanda matched you since Peter looked at you both with a slight fear in his eyes. “Am I supposed to have one?”

“Dumbass, you’ve been through this before! Do you not remember how stressed May was for your homecoming?” You scolded, sighing as you flipped the bacon in the pan in front of you, adding some to the growing pile.

“I thought I could just take my super suit and make the nanites into a suit.” He shrugged, grabbing a slice of bacon from your tongs before he went to shower.

“I wish I had a prom.” Wanda murmured beside you, a small smile on her lips but you knew better.

“What do you mean, my love?” You asked.

“Well, HYDRA doesn’t exactly allow a normal childhood, now does it?”

You looked back at the bacon as it spat on you.

“Y/N/N? Are you okay?” She murmured, one hand on your upper arm whilst the other tried to entwine your fingers.

You nodded, placing the rest of the bacon on the pile before asking FRIDAY to alert everyone that breakfast was ready. Wanda tidied up and you served her some, minus the bacon, before she put her plate down and wrapped her arms around you. 

*What is going on in this pretty little head?* She asked your mind. 

*Just… reminiscing. High school and whatnot.* You answered, kissing her forehead before you began to eat.

“Ms L/N, Master Parker would like to know if you plan on taking him or Ms Romanoff is.” FRIDAY asked above.

“I will.” 

You finished your breakfast as Peter entered the living room, feeling antsy but you knew it was his spider genes. You grabbed your keys from the holders by the front door and drove him to school, but the drop-off line was long.

“Do you think you could ask Morgan’s teachers to let us chaperone?” 

“Mr Stark already organised it, ‘cause he wants to be there for Morgan.” He answered, cocking his head to the side when he saw your thinking face. 

“Why?”

“Nothing.” You murmured.

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Wanda was nervous when you left for the prom two hours early. You told her it was purely for set-up - a parent or two had dropped out sick was your excuse - but she had a nagging feeling in her stomach. 

Still, she drove with Natasha and Steve in the Widow’s Corvette and they easily found parking in a small sector painted with their giant A symbol; clearly, the school was excited to have the Avengers there. 

She stepped out, a formal black gown from Natasha’s closet dressing her neatly whilst she had perfected her eyeshadow into a dark rose gold look. She watched Natasha and Steve go inside, their friendship obvious, and she took a few deep breaths before following. 

She held her purse in her hand and phone in the other whilst she scanned the crowd for you, noticing you stood by the food tables, making sure nobody tried to mess with the decorations you had helped with. 

You didn’t even notice as she crept up beside you and laced an arm around your waist, squeezing it softly.

“Hello, beautiful.” You grinned, kissing her soft lips decorated in lip gloss - you had always said her lips were red enough to just have a soft shine that took away your breath, and you had never failed to compliment her when she wore it so.

“Hi.” 

You could feel her discomfort and you furrowed your eyebrows, watching her emeralds dance with a flash of scarlet like that morning. 

*Why did you get here so early?* 

*I told you, darling, I came to help set up. A few parents got sick and didn’t want to make other kids sick.* You kissed her forehead softly before letting your hand rest on her waist.

“Miss Ivy?” A little boy asked for your attention and you smiled at him.

“Yes, Thomas?” 

“Why are you and Miss Scarlet always holding each other closely like my mommy and daddy?” 

“Because I love her just as much as your mommy and daddy love each other.” You answered, watching him nod and thank you before going back to the party, busting out his awesome dance moves.

You saw Wanda’s happy smile as she watched the children have fun, but her eyes held a different tone. You asked one of the parents to watch the decorations before you pulled Wanda to the dance floor.

“Y-Y/N, no, we can’t dance-”

“Ivy!” Morgan exclaimed, giving you a high-five before she scrambled back to her table of friends.

“Come on, my love-”

Wanda cut you off as she pulled her hand out of yours, confusion on your face until you realised her eyes were a clear emerald. You walked outside, the music loud enough to be heard, and you waited patiently for Wanda to come out.

Soon enough, she did, and you hated to see her tearing up.

“Why did you drag me out here, Y/N?” She sniffled.

“I didn’t. You came out here by yourself.” You spoke calmly. 

You eased her as you moved to hold her waist, your presence comforting her more than she’ll ever admit because the dictionary didn’t have enough words for her liking. You placed your forehead against hers and lightly shushed her, kissing her nose as you read the loud questions in her mind. 

“I came out early to help set up the decorations. I had a surprise waiting for you, and I feel annoyed at myself for hiding this from you for this long.” 

You sighed as you tucked a strand of hair away from her beautiful face, wanting nothing more than to show her everything in your mind and spoil your surprise. “But you need to trust me, my love.” 

She looked down and saw a small blindfold in your hand, a clean black cloth that matched her dress. She looked back up at you, your sincere smile and kind eyes, and wondered why she ever questioned her love for you. 

“Okay.” She murmured, closing her eyes as you tied the blindfold around her head. She opened them briefly, but nothing came through, so she closed them again and let you lead her from behind. 

She could tell by the sound of her boots that she had shifted from concrete to hardwood, making her eyebrow quirk up like it always did when she was confused.

“There’s four steps here, I’ll just lift you up.” You murmured in her ear, your breath sending a shiver down her spine as you lifted her up the four steps easily.

She felt you guide her until you stopped her, your footsteps moving so you stood in front of her with her arms hung out, held by your hands. She was confused when you didn’t take off the blindfold first, yet the sudden sensation made her stiffen.

But when she opened her eyes, your hands were still holding hers.

She looked to the side to see a small vine holding the blindfold until she took in the scenery around her. Roses decorated the small pavilion and small fireflies danced around them, their glows flickering until she came back to you.

The vine to the side brought the blindfold back to you, the green sheen in your eyes fading as you stopped using your powers. You smirked as you brought her close to you, kissing her passionately until she placed two hands on your chest and pushed away softly.

“Why?” 

Her teary cracking voice made you frown. “Why what?” You asked, tilting her head up by a finger under her chin but she simply whimpered and looked away from you.

“No, Wands, I wanna know.” You stated as you pulled her back to look you in the eyes.

“Why did you do this? Why did you bring me out here?”

A small click made her head turn, only to see a speaker begin to play soft music. You stepped back, confusing her, and bowed gracefully.

“May I have this dance, m’lady?” You asked cheekily.

She chuckled tearily and nodded, watching as you swept her into your arms with one hand on her waist and the other intertwining with hers. You found the rhythm of the song and began to sway from side to side with her, watching her tears fade away and be replaced with her smile. 

“You do realise how cheesy you are, right?” She smirked, and you nodded.

“Proms are cheesy. I’m just trying to give you the full experience.” 

Her eyes widened. “That’s why you did this?!”

You nodded again before you brought her in close, noticing her breath hitch. “That is why I’m doing this. I love you, Wanda, and I know you’ve heard me say it at least a thousand times, but I do. I really do.” 

She smiled softly and kissed you, smirking into it.

“Are you happy, my love?” You whispered.

“With you? Always.” She answered, hooking her arms around your neck before she bit her lip.

“And I know you’ve been trying to give me the full experience… but you’ve missed one crucial part.” 

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion before she sent a small thought to your mind. You quickly let go of her and she closed her eyes, waiting for you to tell her to open them and did when you said so.

Behind you, written in roses amongst the hedge, were seven words she never thought she’d hear or see. 

“My darling Wanda, will you go to prom with me?” You asked, grinning widely.

“Of course, Y/N.” She grinned just as widely as you scooped her up and cheered, putting her back down whilst you two ran back to the party like youngsters in love.

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#smalls-words #wanda maximoff #wandamaximoffimagine #wanda maximoff x fem!reader #wanda maximoff fluff

[meltwonu]

| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 |     [CHAPTER 3]

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, possessive!dom!wonwoo, daddy!kink, sex toys, dirty talk, squirting, fingering, oral(fem receiving), sexy aftercare! YALL WHAT A WEEK EH? 🥴 I’m exhausted and about to sleep thru the entire weekend(in actuality☠️) fkjhsdh Will try to answer inbox msgs if I’m not too tired(if I am, def sunday!)💕💕💕 and maybe thirst posts in between sleep if I can! 😗 Exciting!! I’m trying to be a bit more active, at least on the weekends lol baby steps!!😭💕 Anyway, I hope y’all have a lovely weekend~ Enjoy ch 3! I love u!! 💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - x - x

“Is this… It?”

Wonwoo laughs; the smell of alcohol on his lips when he leans towards you. “No, I just thought we’d have a little fun before I gave you your real present later, is all.”

The party had ‘started’ at least an hour ago and Wonwoo, despite his dislike of parties, was already three drinks in by the time you were knocking on the front door of the loud frat house. He’d dragged you to the kitchen to make you a drink while you chatted with others for a bit before he was tugging you up the stairs and into his room.

“Unless you don’t wanna play, ‘cause that’s okay too.”

He twirls the vibrating panties around his index finger - head tilted slightly in your direction. You roll your eyes in return, reaching for the fabric as you lean in closer to his warmth. “Me? Not wanting to play? Do you even know me?” You quip back, already taking the fabric from between his fingertips as you reach under your skirt to start removing your panties to replace them with the ones Wonwoo had given you.

Biting his lip, he watches as you slowly slide your panties down your legs. “I’m trying to get to know you.” He mumbles - more to himself than to you but the slight giggle he hears from you lets him know that you heard him perfectly clear.

“I know. Although, let’s be real, we haven’t done much talking, huh?”

Wonwoo’s lips purse into an embarrassed smile; cheeks a pale pink when you finish changing and toss him your old panties.

“We can go on a date? Tomorrow? Sunday?” He offers - taking the fabric and putting it in his pants pocket for keeps.

Nodding, you reach for his hand, squeezing it before linking your fingers with his.

“Let’s figure it out when you’re not already 3 drinks in, hmm?”

You catch up and surpass Wonwoo’s level of drunkenness in no time; taking shots with Soonyoung before Wonwoo can finally catch you.

“H-hey!” The room spins as Wonwoo grabs your arm and you find yourself in the familiar empty kitchen as your eyes try to adjust to the brightness. “I was, hic, gonna drink another s-shot!”

“I know, but you need water and I’ve been trying to get you to drink some for the last 25 minutes.”

“Daddy, why’re you so meaaaaan…”

Wonwoo pauses, fingers frozen on the bottle cap before he turns to you. He hands you the bottle silently before reaching for his phone - eyes on you as you start to down the contents.

It only takes a few seconds before the vibrations start and you’re taken by surprise as you sputter and spill water all over the countertop and floor.

“Good girls know when to behave. And you’re not doing so well right now, sweetheart.”

Your thighs clamp together, fingertips almost crushing the plastic bottle as the vibrations send thrums of arousal pouring over your body in an instant. “Ah, I--hic, wh--what, but--but I…” The alcohol makes your body much more sensitive and your head feels hazy and overwhelmed with the toy pressed firmly against your clit. “Buh--but I just wanted to d-drink…”

“And I wanted you to drink some water and you ran to take shots, princess.”

Pouting, you shakily place the half empty bottle down onto the counter before you walk up to Wonwoo. You wrap your arms around his waist, quiet moans rolling off your lips as you stare up at his intoxicated expression. “Well, I was trying to until you decided to make me spill it...”

Wonwoo’s soft laughter reverberates in your chest and he’s quick to turn off the toy as you slump against him.

“Can we go back up to your room now, daddy?” Your voice is slightly slurred and muffled against his shirt; eyes fluttering shut as you inhale his addicting scent.

“Now where’d all the fun be in that, princess?”

Throughout the night, Wonwoo sporadically turns the toy on - making you jolt and latch onto the nearest person or object as your legs threaten to give out when he doesn’t always start off with the lowest setting.

“Whoa, you okay?” Mingyu asks, brows furrowed when your vice-like grip on his arm only tightens as Wonwoo sets the vibration speed higher. “You look like you’re gonna be sick. You might wanna slow down on those drinks.” Minghao nods in agreement, stepping closer to you to place a hand against your warm forehead.

“She’s kinda warm too. Must be all the alcohol.”

The pair nod to each other, convincing themselves it was all the drinks as Wonwoo shoots you a cocky smirk. You shift your weight to your left leg, making the toy sit perfectly against your clit in the process. The wetness in your panties was already unbearable and it was only getting worse.

“Fu--fuck… I’m okay, just---um, I think I need to go to the restroom.” You excuse yourself just as Wonwoo turns the toy off again and you pry your sweaty palm off of Mingyu’s arm before making a beeline for the restroom down the hall. Naturally, there’s a small line to get in and despite the fact you don’t really need to go, you figure splashing some water on your face would help you a little.

“My, my, who do we have here?”

It’s a voice you don’t recognize and when you lift your head to face the person in front of you, it’s a male you don’t know either. “Um… Can I… Help you?” You ask meekly. He’s very obviously inebriated, eyes unfocused as he gives you a once over before licking his lips.

“D’you wanna go in together? You can help me in there if you’d like.”

You can only grimace - fully ready to give him a piece of your mind when an arm slings around your shoulder and you feel yourself being tucked protectively into Wonwoo’s side.

“Sorry, but she’s going to be helping me right now, won’t you, princess?”

The tenseness in Wonwoo’s jaw is ever present even when he’s situated between your trembling thighs - the tip of his tongue running through your soaked folds before he slightly pulls away.

“Wanted to play with you downstairs a little longer but, ah, well… Isn’t this more fun, princess?”

“A-ah, will they b-be mad you’re, mmh, ditching your own p-party though…?” Wonwoo grins, eyes peering up at your slightly unfocused stare and your swollen lips.

“I don’t even think they noticed I was gone, sweetheart.”

Wonwoo leans in, dragging his tongue from your clit to your entrance as slowly as possible as you whine and start to ease your fingertips into his hair. “Oh, d-daddy…” You tug slightly, pulling him closer towards you as you start to grind against his waiting tongue.

“Oh, god, it feels s-so good… Been w-waiting for you to, ah, t-touch me all night…” He moves slow, circling your clit with his tongue before sucking the nub into his mouth. Garbled noises spill from your lips - mixing in with soft pleas for him to do more.

But despite Wonwoo’s original annoyance of someone else trying to hit on you, that being the reason he even decided to leave the party, he finds it all melting away the second you start moaning his name in pleasure.

He dips his tongue into your entrance, collecting the wetness on it as he moans against your skin at how sweet you taste. It sends shivers up your spine - toes curling and hips bucking up towards his mouth as you chase the feeling. “Wonwoo… D-daddy, more… Ah, please, w-wanna feel your f-fingers too…”

“Fucked your pretty ‘lil cunt so good yesterday and you’re still so needy, huh, princess?” He reaches his hand in between your legs, popping his fingers into his wet mouth before running them through your folds.

“So greedy. Always want your cunt stuffed full of me, hmm? Whether it’s my cock or my fingers. Even just having my tongue on you is enough to get you to cum.” Once he deems his fingers wet enough, he positions his index and middle finger at your entrance before he starts to slowly sink them both inside of you. “Pretty ‘lil cunt is always ready to take my cock, isn’t it?”

You’re so wet that his fingers slide in easily; already curling into your g-spot as you cry loudly into the air. “O-oh, fuck! Daddy, please…!” Letting go of Wonwoo’s hair, you opt to tangle your fingers into his bed sheets - simultaneously spreading your quivering legs further apart when he starts to thrust his fingers into you at a moderate pace.

“Please? Please what, sweetheart? Use your words.”

Wonwoo scissors his fingers, stretching your pussy open as you throw your head back against his pillows. “Ngh, want y-you to fuck me, ah, d-daddy… Wanna feel your cock i-inside…” He smiles, leaning back in to pepper kisses on your inner thighs before you feel his tongue on your clit again.

He flicks the nub with the tip of his tongue at the same time he curls his fingers into your g-spot, sending your overly sensitive body hurtling towards an orgasm as you whine and mewl above him.

“D-daddy… I c-can’t, I--ah!”

Your walls clamp down hard onto his fingers; entire body trembling as you cum on his fingers and his tongue. And he works you through it - curling and wiggling his fingers inside your pussy to milk your orgasm.

“Mm, now you’re even more wet, princess~ Ready to take my cock?” Your head is buzzing, fingertips loosening their grip on the bed sheets when he slowly starts to pull his fingers from inside of you. “Mmhmm… Ah, hurry d-daddy… fuh--feels so e-empty…”

Wonwoo slowly sits up from between your legs; popping the wet digits into his mouth to lick off your wetness.

“So insatiable.”

You realize when Wonwoo positions his cock at your entrance that this is truly the first time you get to see his naked body since he’d come back.

“Daddy, I--”

The words get caught in your throat as he swiftly bottoms out in a singular thrust; his abs tightening and showing off his toned muscles as you feel yourself start to drool over his physique.

You tell yourself to ask him for pictures later, if you can remember.

The oversensitivity in your body makes you whimper and you’re quick to wrap your legs around his waist when he starts a moderately quick pace.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty, sweetheart.” Admittedly, Wonwoo knows he won’t be able to hold out for very long himself - already too aroused to stave off his orgasm for much longer with your slick walls sucking his cock in deeper. “And you’re all mine, right?”

You nod back frantically, bleary eyes peering up at Wonwoo’s own blown out pupils. “Ngh, y-yes, fuck! I’m, hah, y-yours… God, I don’t wan’t a-anyone, ah, else, daddy…”

Your words go straight to his cock as he growls, “That’s right. Only daddy gives you what you want, right, princess? Only my cock satisfies you the way you want - filling you up to the brim and keeping you full, just how you like it.”

“Mmh, oh g-god, Wonwoo…” Whines pour from your mouth as you dig your heels into his lower back to press him closer into you. 

His cock grazes against your cervix as you mewl; back arching off the bed with how deep he was fucking you.

He uses a free hand to reach down to your clit, rubbing the swollen, sensitive nub between his fingertips as you immediately latch a shaky hand onto his forearm. “P-please, oh, mmh!”

Wonwoo smirks, watching as your eyes cross from the immense pleasure pouring over your body. “C’mon, princess. Wanna feel you cumming on my cock again before I fill this filthy ‘lil cunt of yours with cum.”

You’re reduced to rushed, broken cries of his name as the pressure builds inside your body quickly; only a loud gasp falling from your lips as the tension snaps for a second time, only this time, much stronger than the first.

“Fuck, that’s right, cum for me, baby.”

He works you through your orgasm, fucking you harder as you squirt all over his lower half and the bed sheets.

 Drool dribbles down your chin, thighs shaking uncontrollably when Wonwoo pulls all the way out to tap the head of his cock against your sensitive clit - making your body jolt with each slap before he’s quickly sheathing his throbbing cock back inside your tight cunt.

“God, you’re so tight and wet, princess. Bet you feel so fuckin’ good, huh?” Wonwoo licks his lips, “Gonna cum inside your pretty ‘lil cunt now, okay?”

You nod, lips parted in quiet moans when you feel his thick cock throbbing between your walls. “H-hurry, give it to me, d-daddy… Wanna feel y-you, ah, cumming inside my p-pussy…”

He only groans in return, letting the pleasure wash over him as his orgasm starts to crest. 

This time, you work him through it - clenching around his cock as he continues to thrust into you. “Mmh... suh--so good...” You slur out; head fuzzy as you bathe in the post orgasmic haze. 

And Wonwoo fares no better - fingertips digging into your skin as he rides out his high. 

“Oh... fuck.” 

When you come to, it doesn’t even fully process to you what’d happened.

“Sweetheart? Princess? Baby?” 

Wonwoo’s voice sounds muffled as you try to sit up, but he’s quick to slow you down as he sighs. “Ah, not--not so fast. You just passed out, I was... really scared for a second there, sweetheart.” He leans in close, checking your eyes before gently stroking your cheek. “Are you okay? Feeling faint? Does your head hurt? Or any part of you, really.” 

“I--I don’t even remember that happening... Just, you were cumming and then everything went... dark.” You shake the tension from your body - already noting that you were re-dressed in your panties and one of Wonwoo’s big shirts. “I... Well, I’m not drunk anymore?” 

He shakes his head as you laugh airily; trying to ease his nerves. “Baby, are you sure you’re okay?” The ‘baby’ makes your heart jump as you mumble a shy ‘mmhmm’ back. 

“Okay, now you really need to drink some water. I got you cleaned up while you were out and put you in some warm clothes. I’ll grab you something to eat from downstairs in a bit, I’m sure there’s boxes of pizza still down there.” Wonwoo grabs a water bottle from the nightstand, handing it to you as he sits by your side. “I haven’t even given you your actual gift and you already passed out once for the night.” 

Gently slapping his arm, you down half the water bottle before you pass it back to him. 

“Can I still have it or will it also make me pass out again?” 

This time, the two of you share a laugh as he gets up from the bed and walks over to his dresser to fetch a small box. “I mean, I guess it depends on how you see it?” 

He passes you the small box - slightly nervous when you start to inspect it. 

“You’re not trying to pull a Van Gogh moment with a cut off piece of ear or something are you?” Wonwoo laughs; loud and exaggerated. 

“Sadly not. But open it, I think you’ll like it.” 

You start opening the small box, pulling away the layers of printed tissue paper to reveal a set of two keys. “Keys?” 

“Mmhmm.” 

“To... The library?” 

Wonwoo snorts, doubling over in laughter as he slaps his leg. “N-no... A key for the frat house and a key... for my bedroom. So you can have access here whenever you want. Or need, really.” 

You’re taken by surprise as you dangle the keys in front of your face; cheeks warming up at the fact Wonwoo essentially gave you keys to his private space. “I--Wow, I--Wonwoo... This, wow... I don’t know what to say.” 

“Good or bad?” 

“G-good! Really really good but just... are you sure?” 

He nods back - shy eyes avoiding the way you stare at him. 

“I--I want to trust you more and I want you to trust me too. You don’t have to give me keys to your place or anything at all. I just want you to know that you have a place here if you want to study or just chill. I don’t have a big work load this semester so I’m in here a lot anyway. And let’s be real, we can’t alway mess around in the library, right?”

 He chuckles gently under his breath, “But we can play all we want in here.” 

You nod, mentally contemplating whether or not to do the same. 

I’ll think about it later, you tell yourself.

“What if wanna just sleep here with you, hmm? Nothin’ sexy.” You ask, twirling the keys around your finger. 

“You can do that. I’d like that actually. Why don’t we do that tonight, huh, baby? Stay the night and then we can go out for breakfast in the morning.”

Biting your lip, you place the keys back into the box before setting it on the nightstand. “I’d like that too.” 

Wonwoo gets up from the bed, dusting off his sweats before readjusting his glasses. 

“For now, I think you need to eat some cold pizza from downstairs. I’ll be right back, okay?”

“Okay~”

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You Deserve This

Andy Dolan x Female Reader

GIF by @kissxmedeadly !!

“The reader asking Andy about his kiddo (let's pretend is a lil boy 🤣) and him being very emotional about it and the reader who truly loves him conforts him 😭❤️” - anon

Please read the warnings!!

Warnings: use of drugs (weed), smut, oral (female receiving), slight public sex, slight angst, mentions of rehab, mentions of suicidal thoughts, a lil bit of crying and VERY slight Eden spoilers, but thats only if you don't want to know anything AT ALL, so basically none? idk lmao:)

Notes: hi! So this is my first Andy fic, I wrote it very quickly last night after a sudden burst of inspiration and it doesn't make too much sense, also it’s kinda cheesy? I don't think I've ever written anything this angsty or soft before, but i’m trying to be more in touch w my emotions nd this is my way of doing that, so hopefully i'll do more things like this soon:) also if you’re interested, the title is one of my favourite songs by Men I Trust that I just thought fit Andy well.

Word count: 1.8k

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The warm, dancing breeze washed over your skin, plucking up your many goosebumps and blowing the rainbow coloured sea of petals that decorated the large garden from left to right. The bittersweet mix of their fragrances and Andy’s blunt rushed to you and filled your scrunched up, wrinkled nose as you let out a loud laugh. The vibrant expanse of fluffy grass felt close to a mattress underneath you, cradling your form whilst you laid amongst the greenery and watched Andy ghost a deep inhale of the blunt he had balanced precariously between two fingers. He flopped his arm across the gap between you and offered you another toke, the dopey smile spread over his features making you laugh even more.

“What’s so funny? Hmm?” He questioned you jokingly, rolling onto his forearms and bringing his face to hover just above yours as you brought the blunt to your lips. You couldn't hold in your laughter, your drug hazed state and the breeze that pushed his brown curls to tickle your blushing skin only exaggerating your amusement further as you choked out clouds of smoke.

“What??” He joined in laughing, finding humour in his own confusion and finding your laugh infectious. His lips found your own in a sudden yet gentle kiss which you gladly embraced, still not managing to fully compose yourself as you giggled into his open mouth.

You did your best to pull back from the kiss, but were reminded you didn't really have anywhere to go when you felt a blade of grass flutter against your ear. “It’s just.. your smile.” You rested your blunt carrying hand on his cheek as you spoke, feeling your heart swell when he pulled an overdramatic expression of insult at your reply.

“What’s so wrong with my smile?!” He half faked offence, not understanding what you could possibly find so amusing about it as you giggled more and more. “What’s wrong with it?- is it my lips? ‘They not good enough for you baby?” His thick accent aided his voice, making him sound even more attractive than he already was as he joked with you.

“Noo! it definitely wasn’t your lips, cause I love those.” You gripped his locks a little firmer, biting your lip as his stare changed from one of curiosity to one of want.

“Oh yeah?” He leaned back down and kissed you again, but this time rougher, the weed made you feel as if his lips were slowly melting into your own as it sent strong signals of lust through your body. He put all his weight on one arm, lifting the other and groping your waist with it whilst simultaneously moving to trail wet kisses down your neck.

His touches were deep, yet executed so delicately it convinced you if he was any rougher, you might just break. He opened the buttons of the flowing shirt you wore; one you had stolen out of his wardrobe that morning. He moved his head further down your chest to your stomach, mouth racing in slow motion to reach you were he wanted to most.

Forgetting to explain why you found his smile so funny in the first place, your high carried your thoughts closer towards how incredible his mouth felt on your skin, making you lean into his touch and let out a few small mewls.

As he reached your panty line, he tapped your hip, signalling for you to lift them so he could take your shorts off. He slid them off your legs in a quick, smooth motion that had them landing on a nearby lavender bush. The garden had quite a large variety of blossoming shrubbery and many clusters of beautiful flowers, it was probably down to the bi-weekly gardeners Andy had hired. You had known they were expensive and after spending so much time like this, lazing around, surrounded by the expensive home’s nature, you were beginning to understand why he had hired them.

You returned your gaze from the dangling shorts, back to the man nestled between your bare thighs. His beard was scratching at your skin in the best way possible as he laid small kisses over the thin fabric that covered your cunt. His hot breathe felt like fire as you wriggled and squirmed below him, just wanting some kind of contact from him.

He used two fingers to peel your panties to the side, groaning at the site of your glistening folds before kissing your clit gently. His tongue started swiping across your cunt slowly, taking all the time in the world to make you feel as good as he knew he could. You moaned loudly, grabbing at his hair once more as he sucked on you deeply.

“Mr Dolan?” You were interrupted by a throat clearing before hearing a man speak; one of Andy’s many servants you guessed. They had never seemed to leave the two of you alone whilst you had been staying there. No matter how big his home was, you always seemed to find another at every corner.

Andy looked up to the man with question and annoyance, raising an eyebrow at him as he wished for him to just hurry up and leave so the two of you could continue with your escapades. “It’s the phone for you Mr Dolan. Your son.”

Andy quickly rose from his place below you, his mind abandoning all thought of the act he was just partaking in as he jogged past the glass doors of his home, wanting only to speak to the young boy.

You sat up slightly, doing up a few buttons of your shirt and laying your crossed legs to the side of you as you held yourself up with your arm. You watched him as he scrambled into the house after his servant, little red marks from where he had been lying in the grass next to you were noticeably imprinted on the skin of his left arm, the one he had been leaning on, and his open shirt was flowing behind him with the speed he was moving.

You looked down to the flowers on front of you, picking a single daisy that bore tinted, pink tips on the end of each slim, white petal, twirling the stem around between two of your fingers as you listened to the breeze pick up. You could feel the mood of the air change as he left, the wind feeling more cold an irritating than once before as you pondered the call Andy was having.

You knew how desperate he had been to speak to his son again. It had been months since he had spoken to him without his ex-wife being the messenger. He missed him more than he knew to describe.

His recent divorce had been what had fuelled him to return home to Eden; hoping to find solace in the paradise he knew so well after feeling as if he had lost himself entirely. Spending too many years constantly playing other people had taken more of a toll on him than he had realised, that was until he was sent to rehab. After getting out, he felt as if staying in Eden was the only way for him to climb out of the dark hole he had managed to find himself in. Unfortunately, this journey of finding himself had meant making the decision to leave his son behind in Los Angles. Something he didn't like to speak on much.

When you had first met him in rehab however, he had been extremely open about his life, telling you how anger was the only emotion he could really feel anymore. Explaining that if he wasn’t at least the slightest amount intoxicated, he didn't think he couldn't go on with living; especially after the recent downfall of his career being showcased for the entire world to see. It was dark stuff, but you understood each other. That’s a big part of what made you grow so close.

You picked off petal after petal from the daisy, watching its beauty fade with each pluck and letting each one slowly blow into the breeze, creating a tragic stream as they blew away from you and down to the not so far off shoreline. As you plucked the last petal, you admired the daisy, still glowing with pollen and beaming in the sunlight despite have lost so many important parts of it. You stuck it into your shirt pocket and fell back down to lay on the grass as you waited for Andy to finish his call.

It had been maybe ten minutes you were lying with your eyes closed, enjoying the heat that beamed down from the clear, Australian sky when you finally heard the slow footsteps that you knew to be Andy’s, pattering along the grass. You shot up from where you lay to see the dopey-smiled man who had left you in the garden just fifteen minutes before, only to be faced with a red-eyed, teary one.

“Andy what happened? Are you okay?” He fell down onto the grass besides you, staring at you but completely wordless. You felt as if you could see into his soul. He was feeling so many emotions he hadn’t even been able to grasp at in so long. It was overwhelming him and you knew it. You reached out to stroke is cheek, concern running through you for the man that you had grown to love so dearly over the past few months.

He looked up “She’s gonna let me see him. T-They’re coming over next month.” A tear fell from his face as he smiled harder than you had ever seen him smile before. He was finally going to see his son after all these long months and you couldn’t have been any happier for him.

“Really?! That’s amazing, oh my god!” You moved forwards, wrapping your arms over his large shoulders and squeezing him in a hug so full of love it was palpable. “You really got to speak to him this time?” You questioned him once more before pulling away from his grasp, thinking back to the many times his ex-wife had promised he could speak with the boy but decided at the last minute he wouldn’t get to.

“Yeah!.. he uhh,” He took in a shaky breath, chuckling with joy as he recalled hearing the young boy’s voice so filled with excitement and energy over the phone. “He said he couldn't wait to meet you! You know, when I told him about you.” He stumbled over his words, running a hand through his hair as he shook with nerves, doing his best to calm himself.

In that moment, you felt your love for him soar higher than it ever had before. You were so proud of the progress he had made, and you knew his son would be too. “And I cant wait to meet him either.” You rested your forehead against his, the two of you enjoying a stand still and bathing in the happiness you both felt in the beautiful moment. The sound of the ever present breeze occupied your ears as the laughter emitting from two of you joined it, echoing a song throughout the garden that wouldn’t be forgotten any time soon.

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