#holy he was asking for that bitch slap

[fellhellion]

not to be always talking about dana but one of the difficulties i find with trying to speak on her is the fact that a lot of the interesting dimensions you can read into her relate solely to depth that she offers miguel, as an extension of conflict for him.

like there is something really interesting to be read in the fact that as a couple they were most happy with one another in their mutual self centeredness (even if regret lingered at the edges re gabriel), that the distance between them isn't only exacerbated by miguel moonlighting as spiderman, but by the fact they're gradually becoming very different people with very different values and perspectives on the world, and their relationship begins to break and strain from that. but that still speaks more to dana's connection with miguel, moreso than herself.

there is something really interesting to be read in a person simultaneously swayed by promises of power and favour, but who also purports to shy away from active confrontation and her own accountability in those conflicts (and we SEE repeated evidence of this), and exploring how these two traits would come into conflict w one another. but these traits surface more from the writing moving dana around to whatever emotional position best offers conflict for miguel, than it does trying to paint a picture of a deeply flawed woman.

she never has to be a quote unquote "good" person to be an interesting character, but god. would it have been far more compelling to have just offered an cohesive insight into the way she operates and justifies her behaviour to herself.

#tunes talks 2099 #genuinely INCREDIBLE to me that PAD can be so aware of the intended misogynistic streak of miguel condesending to date a woman who #functioned as an extension of himself and the life he was aspiring to achieve #only to never write dana BEYOND her function as an extension of his life like fkdsjfjksd holy SHIT lmao #it sucks because shes INTERESTING to view as a mirror to miguel and part and parcel of the life he told himself it was best to have #but still makes her an EXTENSION of him and just arghhhhhh *tears my hear out* #i dont think this needs the critical tag as i dont think this is me bitching so much as it is me taking a critical eye to the writing #but if someone wants me to slap the tag on just ask #long post

[angelsheartts]

✩‧₊˚ I HOPE NOBODY CATCH US !! .

(but i kinda hope they catch us, anyway)

#pairing : lucifer, adam, alastor, vox x gn reader

#cw: suggestive content, +18 mdni, cuss words lmao, getting caught in suggestive situations ig?? tentacles on alastors part my bad, vox likes to get caught.

#notes: guys please feel free to ask requests, i’m getting out of ideas and i don't know what you all wanna read on my blog help.

PART ll

˖ ˚ ༘✶ LUCIFER .

you both were having a pretty steamy make-out session in your hotel room at the hazbin hotel, clearly not the best idea since everyone was still at the hotel, and HELL does lucifer gets loud.

"ah-, my love, " he whines loudly, pressing his forked tongue deep inside you. feeling him humping against your bedsheets as you wrap your legs around his neck, you knew he was close. "lucifer, you make me feel so gooood~" you moaned, grabbing his horns as you felt like your orgasm was soon to come.

well, nobody warned you how SENSITIVE this man was when someone touched his horns; his wings literally popped out in a second. "fuck, fuck, i’m so close (name); can i cum, honey ? please i-"

a door opened, making lucifer wrap his wings around you both. "(name), i heard some noises. is everything alri-" well, this was akward. "IMSOSORRYISHOULDHAVEKNOCKED" she said, embarrased, closing the door, leaving you and lucifer with a flushed red since you both literally got caught, by HIS daughter WHILE having an orgasm.

after that 'accident' charlie started knocking every time she entered your dorm, and apologised to you many times.

˖ ˚ ༘✶ ADAM .

adam can be very tiring sometimes when keeping his hands to himself, he would literally fuck you anywhere so everyone could see who makes you feel so fucking good if you would just let him, but of course you wouldn’t allow something like that.

except for today, you and adam had a meeting with the other angels so you wouldn’t have guessed that your husband had already been planning on how to convince you to do not-so-holy-things to skip the meeting.

until, you started noticing how touchy he was getting with you, at the beginning it was a playfully kiss on your neck then a slap in you ass and somehow you ended up giving him a blowjob.

"you’re so hot when you shut the fuck up" he said, smirking while gripping your hair tightly to make you go deeper. "fucking bitch, sucking it while having you on your knees, as you fucking should 'cause im the original dick, babe!" letting him talk to you like that reeallyy turned him on, just the thought of you being so obedient to him makes him want to cum.

"what the fuck" a voice made you both turn, noticing a lute with a very disgusted look in her face cursing at you both for being so reckless.

sadly this wasn’t the first time lute walked in on you both, so she just left LMAO.

˖ ˚ ༘✶ ALASTOR .

alastor tries to have the least amount of physical contact during such activities, so it wasn’t a rare occasion for you to finger yourself, while listening to his voice telling you what to do.

you didn’t really know if it was because you were bored, or you were just horny, but you had the urge to have some intimacy with alastor. he didn’t mind because it had been a long time since you both had some intimacy.

"you have been such a good partner, my dear” he praised, smirking widely like he always did. "I think it would only be fair if i give you something in return."

well, that was 15 minutes ago, and now here you were feeling his tentacles thrusting into you so roughly. alastor would only chuckle at your expressions while ocassionaly telling you to touch yourself as he wanted. seeing you trying to get some release made his bulge twitch inside his pants.

well, at least it made it twitch until someone interrupted you both, making your partner disappear the tentacles who were just inside you a few seconds ago.

angel dust was the one who accidentaly walked in on you both, and alastor told him if he ever talked or made jokes about what happened he would transmite his screams on his radio broadcoast. angel dust still teases you though.

˖ ˚ ༘✶ VOX .

vox actually wants you both to get caught, like he really has no shame at all. he loves fucking you if it means that you both might get caught in the act.

sadly, you can’t even recall how you ended up with him having you bend over his desk right before a meeting with the VEES.

surely, you both could have stopped if you wanted, but why would you even consider that when he’s literally vibrating just in the right spot, making you fuzzy from the overstimulation.

"fuck, yeah" your boyfriend's voice is shaky as he keeps thrusting in you, seeing how his cum rolls down your thighs, makes him increase his pace. "you really want us to get caught, don’t you, babe? squeezing me around as if i would even think about fucking pulling it out" he says chuckling with a slight glitch on his voice. "ah- vox, it’s too much i-" vox slapped your ass, making you yelp from pleasure as you were feeling so overwhelmed.

both of you being so close to your orgasm, didn’t noticed when velvette and valentino entered the room until velvette shouted at you both for fucking like animals, and not waiting until being in a more private place, alongside her was just a valentino smirking, while being dragged by velvette. valentino would have been glad to accept the offer if you would have invited him though.

#lucifer x reader #adam x reader #alastor x reader #vox x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #lucifer smut #adam smut #alastor smut #vox smut #hazbin hotel smut #getting caught #hazbin hotel fanfiction #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel adam

[hopesworlld]

౨ৎ i want you to cry, cry for me

౨ৎ 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 — jealous!anakin x fem!reader

౨ৎ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 — anakin's jealousy gets the best of him once again and you have no choice but to punish him

౨ৎ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 — 2k

౨ৎ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 — swearing, toxic!ani, smut ( sub!ani, degradation, reader calling ani a slut, hair pulling, ani crying for 90% of the fic, cock stepping, nipple play, biting, bondage, begging, dry humping, hand jobs, edging, dacryphilia, oral f receiving, face sitting, cuming untouched, panties as a gag, overstilmulation, face slapping, cock slapping, cum as lube ) holy fuck that's a lot

౨ৎ 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 ! — i never usually write subby male characters so i had some fun with this, hope you enjoy !

part one part two masterlist

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“you are in so much trouble,” you spat the moment you enter your and anakin’s shared apartment, anakin trailed behind you, head cast downwards, “seriously, anakin, i talk to my coworker for two seconds and you come over throwing a hissy fit? try grabbing my ass in front of my boss and his husband?” you growled and anakin whimpered, wrapping his arms around himself, “what do you have to say for yourself?” you demanded. 

“i’m so sorry,” he whispered, voice thick but he refused to look up, eyes remaining fixed on his shoes, a frustrated groan fell from your lips as you walked over to him, grabbing his hair and yanking his head up to face you, his pretty blue eyes were glassy, tears dripping down his cheeks and onto his white shirt, glasses hazy from condensation. he hissed at the sensation of his hair being pulled, lips trembling. 

“i’m so sorry,” you imitated with a scowl and anakin let out a sob, “that’s all you have to say?” you questioned, “god, anakin, you are fucking pathetic,” you tell him, letting go of his hair and storming through the apartment. still, anakin is quick to follow you, stumbling over his own feet as you walk into the living room, tossing your coat and bag down, massaging your temples. 

“no, no,” anakin cried, “please, i mean it, i didn’t want to upset you,” he told you, “i was just, he was so close to you and…” 

“oh my god,” you screamed, whirling around to face him and anakin looked stricken, not expecting your outburst and more sobs came tumbling from his lips, he brought his hands up, wiping away the sticky tear tracks but they were quickly replaced with new ones. “we shook hands, that was it, and you come over acting like a bitch in heat,” you grind out, “do you want to embarrass me in front of everyone? is that your goal, want to make me look stupid with my boyfriend who can’t control his needy cock?” 

“that’s not it!” anakin cried, dropping onto his knees before you and wrapping his arms around your legs, clinging to you desperately, “please, i’ll be good, don’t leave me,” he begged, burying his face into your thigh. 

“you haven’t been a very good boy though have you, ani?” you asked him coldly, “i warned you, and you promised you would stop, why did you lie to me, huh? speak up, angel,” anakin’s head snapped back, eyes wide and lips parted, his tongue darted out wetting his lips as he took a shuddering breath. 

“i… um… i, i didn’t…” words seemed to escape him, his pupils blown wide beneath his glasses, his mouth opened and closed multiple times, only gasps escaping. 

“what got nothing to say now? that’s a shame, baby boy, guess i’m just gonna have to punish you,” you shrugged, leaning down and grasping his shoulders pushing him off of you, anakin hadn’t been expecting this, his body falling backward and colliding with the floor with a thud while you watched in disinterest. “pathetic,” you said with a roll of your eyes before your gaze fell, seeing the bulge in his slacks, a small laugh escaped your lips, “are you hard right now?” you asked him with wide eyes, “are you serious?” you giggled and anakin whined, crimson staining his sticky cheeks. 

“god you are such a slut, getting off on me telling you off,” you said, stepping closer and placing your foot on his chest, holding him in place. 

“didn’t… didn’t mean to,” anakin hiccuped, but he looked up at you with that look in his eyes, so full of desperation and longing.

“what did i say about lying, angel?” you asked him sternly, cocking a sharp brown. 

“no, no, i really didn’t mean it you just look so pretty when you’re angry, and you called me… called me a slut and i, i couldn’t help it,” he babbled head shaking frantically. 

“i forgot you were such a whore for degradation, gets your cock all excited even when you’re in trouble,” you scoffed, “do you think you deserve to cum after how you acted, ani?” you asked him with a raised brow. 

“yes, yes, wanna make you feel good, let me come, let me fuck you,” he begged from where he lay on the floor, you pursed your lips, slowly dragging your foot down anakin’s chest, tracing along the plains of his ab’s before finally reaching his crotch, pressing down lightly on the bulge there, anakin gasped, rocking his hips upwards. 

“stop,” you told him harshly, pressing down harder and anakin cried out. “you fucking like this? you like me stepping on your cock, god, ani,” you said, watching as he writhed beneath you. 

“i’m sorry,” anakin cried out, hands coming up and clutching the carpet, his face was still flushed and tears continued to flow, you decided to have mercy on him, pressing your foot down one more time making him screech before pulling back. 

“get up,” you commanded him, anakin scrambled upwards, stumbling slightly as he rose on shaky legs, almost falling into you but you grabbed his shoulders, “good boy,” you cooed and anakin’s face lit up. “now go into the bedroom and get on the bed,” you told him and he indeed quickly, rushing from the room. you followed him, watching as he kicked his shoes off and tumbled onto the bed. you climbed onto the bed after him, straddling his hips. 

“baby?” anakin whispered. 

“hush, now,” you told him, hands coming up and trailing over his shirt-clad chest, hovering over his nipples and tweaking them slightly, grinning when anakin whimpered. you carried on, pinching harder, rolling the nubs between your fingertips, anakin’s mouth fell agape, his hands coming up to grasp your hips. “did i say you could touch?” you asked him with a raised brow. 

“i… no but i,” you didn’t listen to his excuses, simply shaking your head, moving to untie his tie, unlooping it from around his neck. 

“keep thinking you are gonna be a good boy and then you just don’t listen,” you sighed sadly, “guess you can’t be trusted right now,” you tell him, grabbing his arms and pulling them up so they are above his head, you then loop his tie around them before securing them to the headboard. “that’s better,” you said with a satisfied smile, leaning back on your heels. 

“oh…” anakin said, titling his head to look at his now secured hands, he pulled his arms slightly but they remained in their holding, when he turned back to face you, his pupils were completely blown, you could hardly see his irises beneath the darkness. you then began to unbutton his shirt, leaving it open so that you could see his nipples, they were hard and rosy making you smile, leaning down and captured one between your teeth and bit down, anakin hissed. “fuck, baby, what…” 

“shh,” you crooned as you switched to his other nipple giving it the same treatment before pulling away satisfied. you took your own clothes off, tugging your top over your head and unclasping your bra, then shimmying your skirt down your hips leaving you in only your panties, anakin leaned up, trying to hold you but his arms jolted against the restraints, he looked up at you with large pleading eyes. “you really think that's gonna work on me, angel?” you asked him. 

“just wanna feel you,” he pleaded but you shook your head. 

“you don’t deserve to touch me, been so naughty today, anakin,” you scolded, dragging your hips along his groin, “wanna tell me why?”

“i’m… i,” he tried to say but his voice fell short. 

“tell me,” you pressed, rocking harder against him, hand coming up to his throat, holding it tightly, forcing him to look at you. 

“i… i embarrassed you in front of your boss,” he gasped out. 

“and,” you continued with a nod of your head. 

“and, i lied, didn’t listen to you, i… i got turned on when you were telling me off, please, i’m sorry, fuck,” he begged, rocking his hips. 

“good boy,” you smiled, releasing his neck and patting his cheek. you climbed off of him and unbuckled his belt before tugging his slacks down, his cock sprang free, bright red and weeping as it lay against his stomach. “oh, angel, looks sore,” you cooed, reaching out and stroking it gently, circling your thumb around the tip. 

“yes, yes,” anakin gasped. 

“feel good?” you asked him sweetly. 

“so good,” anakin nodded, and you smiled, jerking your hand up and down, using his precum as lube, he sighed in relief, head falling back against the pillow, and you giggled, continuing to play with his cock until he was squirming and crying, crystalline tears dripping down his cheeks. you felt him pulsing in your hand, so you pulled away and stared at him, waiting for him to react. 

“what?” he gaped, “no, please, i was so close,” he sobbed. 

“poor baby,” you snickered, “but you don’t get to come yet,” you shrugged, “haven’t proved how sorry you are have you, darling,” 

“what can i do? please, i’ll do anything,” he pleaded with you, sitting up against his restraints, his shoulders tensing, muscles rippling, you bit down on your lip appreciatively, you could feel the wetness staining your panties and an idea sprung in your mind so you tugged your panties down and dropped them on the bed.

“lay back,” you instructed, grabbing his shoulders and guiding him back down, crawling up his body and balancing over his chest, “you are gonna eat me out, okay?” you prompted and anakin nodded eagerly and you were balancing over his face, core pressing against anakin’s plush lips. instantly anakin dove in, burying his face against your sopping head, tongue burying into your gummy walls. he was relentless, slick dripping down his chin as he consumed you. “yes, angel,” you gasped, hands gripping the headboard as you sank deeper onto him, thighs pressing around his face, holding him in place. you could feel his arms pressing against you, but he couldn’t use them to hold your hips as he loved to, instead, you were fully in control. 

“so good,” you murmured, rocking your hips against his mouth, sinking into the feeling of his tongue inside of you, trailing up your slit, and suckling on your clit. anakin whimpered against your core sending vibrations through you. “fuck,” you gasped, “i’m gonna cum soon,” you say, grinding harder against anakin’s mouth, your words seemed to prompt him to burry deeper inside of you, tongue probing at your walls, curling upwards against you, your head fell backwards as you drew closer. “yes, yes, oh my god,” you screamed as you came all over anakin’s face, chest heaving as you came around and pulled back only to meet anakin’s guilty look. 

“what?” you say curiously, turning around and seeing anakin’s spent cock laying against his stomach, streams of sticky white cum staining his stomach. “anakin?” you asked him lowly. 

“i’m sorry!” anakin sobbed, “i couldn’t help it,” you shook your head at him, settling on his chest. 

“can’t do anything right,” you spat, raising your hand and slapping his harshly, he whined at the sensation, looking at you with wide eyes. “i tell you, you can’t cum yet and you do it while i’m not looking, fucking pathetic,” you slap him again and this time anakin moaned. “shut up, i don’t wanna hear you,” you hissed, “you know what, i’m not giving you a choice,” you tell him, grabbing your panties from the bed and shoving them in his mouth, he choked slightly around the fabric but other than that he stayed silent, simply watching you. you moved down the bed so that you were between his legs, grasping his cock and holding it tightly, his whimper came out muffled as you let it drop down into his stomach, already chubbing up once again. 

“getting hard already, angel?” you asked, landing a slap on his cock, the scream he let out ripped through his gag and you smirked, “hurt?” you asked him curiously and he nodded furiously, tears leaking down his face and onto his neck, nose running as he kicked his legs helplessly. “that’s a shame isn’t it,” you said, slowly beginning to pump his cock, once he was fully hard you stopped and slapped him once again. anakin babbled against the panties in his mouth, begging, pleading maybe, you weren’t sure as you slapped him once again, watching as a small burst of cum spurted from his tip. you rose your brow at him and he shook his head quickly, drool dripping down the side of his mouth. 

“good boy,” you murmured, looking at his cock still straining harshly, “stay like this for me okay, angel,” you said before standing up from the bed and heading to the door, “i’ll be back later,” you hummed, leaving anakin alone in the bedroom voice muffled by your panties, hands tied to the headboard and cock throbbing and weeping as he waited for you to return.

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this shit was wild lmao

tags: @johnbassplayercutie @st4rfckerz @titaniasfairy

#anakin skywalker #hayden christensen #anakin skywalker x reader #hopes fics ! #anakin skywalker smut #anakin skywalker fanfiction #anakin skywalker x you #star wars #star wars fanfiction #anakin #anakin modern au #anakin smut #anakin x reader #anakin x you #darth vader x reader #star wars anakin #hayden christensen x reader #needy!anakin

[daddyslilchickenfingers2]

Face Sitting (Chris)

Request: reader rides chris’ face for the first time and he ends up shooting his load all over himself because it was so hot to him and her dirty talking was getting to him and everything was just so hot then the reader grinds against his stomach/chest using his cum to slide back and forth and end up cumming on him again while he jerks off because it’s hot to him

Warnings: short, plus sized reader, oral (m/f receiving), stomach riding, jerking off, slight degradation if you squint, cumming untouched, dom!chris

Y/n’s Pov

It had been a long and stressful day for both me and Chris for separate reasons. We were both extremely relieved to finally be able to just chill at my apartment for the rest of the evening without any more stress. Currently, we were lying in bed, Chris had his head on my stomach as I played with his hair. “Hey babe?” Chris asked, “Yes?” “Can we try something new? I’m hornyyyyy!” he whined. He rolled his head to look up at me with a pouty face, “What do you wanna try?” I asked intrigued, “I want you to sit on my goddamn face.” he groaned out.

I was pretty surprised he said that considering I’m not exactly some skinny bitch, but I was also skeptical because of that. “I don’t know, I don’t want to like crush you.” I told him, Chris laughed before saying “You’re not gonna crush me ya goof!” I gave him an unamused look, causing him to stop laughing.

“I’m serious, I really want you to sit on my face. Please, it sounds so hot!” he begged again, “Okay, I guess we can try it.” I told him. Within seconds, Chris was on top of me, harshly pressing his lips against mine, causing me to let out a surprised moan. He pulled away to slide off my shirt, now leaving me in only my panties as I wasn’t wearing any pants.

Almost instantaneously, Chris pulled off his sweatpants and boxers in one go before taking off my panties as well. He flipped us over so I was now on top, helping me rock my hips against his for a minute, spreading my wetness across his already hard cock. Chris laid back before sliding me up to his stomach “Ride my fucking face like a slut!” he growled, moving us both so I was now hovering over his face.

Chris pulled me down onto his face, groaning at the taste as he ran his tongue through my folds. I was trying my best not to put my full weight on him as he started harshly suck on my clit, but Chris didn’t like that. He immediately pulled me all the way down on his face before harshly grabbing my chin, forcing me to look at him.

After sending me a wink, he went back to sucking on my clit but quickly switched to giving it little licks before flicking it with his tongue. I had one hand on the headboard while the other slipped down to grab his hand, “Oh fuck, Chris- mhmm! F-Feels so good!” I whined out.

Chris let out another groan against me when he stuck his tongue into my hole and swirling it around. This made me buck my hips forward slightly causing him to let out an extremely whiny, needy moan. “S-So good! Such a good boy for me!” I moaned, causing Chris to start fucking into me with his tongue.

He brought his hands up towards my waist to make me grind against his face before bringing one hand up to choke me. I let out an extremely loud moan when he squeezed my throat harder and started sucking at my entrance, “Fuck! So c-close, gonna cum all over your pretty face!” I cried out.

Chris slapped my ass, making me realize I was now grinding on his face without his help anymore. He let out deep growl as I started to move my hips a bit faster, moaning loudly when I felt myself cum. “Oh shit- yeah, right there! Fuck, Chris- you’re s-so good!” I whined out, after I came down from my high Chris helped me moved down towards his stomach.

I didn’t really register the fact that his stomach was wet since I was still a bit dazed from my high. I looked down at him to see him breathing heavily and smiling with a fucked out expression, “Holy fuck, that was so hot! You literally just made me cum all over myself without even touching me!” he panted out.

His face was still wet with my cum but his expression was something else, he looked so hot right now. I let out another whine when his hands on my hips made me slide down his stomach a bit more as it stimulated my sensitive clit a little. Chris experimentally rocked me back and forth on his stomach a bit, groaning at the why I could easily move thanks to his cum.

“Ride my stomach, c’mon make yourself cum again like a slut.” he demanded, making me grind onto him hard. I’ll admit this was a new feeling but it felt amazing, “Spit in my hand for me babe.” Chris told me, making me a bit confused but nonetheless I complied. My confusion was quickly replaced with shock when I hear the sound of his slick hand rubbing his cock. “Are you really jerking off right now?” I question with a giggle.

Chris’ hand came up to grip my throat again, “Shut the fuck up and grind your needy little pussy against me!” he growled as we both sped up our movements. I quickly felt my high approach and before I knew it, I was cumming all over his stomach. I immediately got off of him and went down to suck his cock, harshly sucking on the head while massaging his balls.

His hands came to push my head all the way down on his cock before letting out a deep groan and cumming down my throat. I pulled off with a pop before looking up at him and licking the mixture of our cum off of his stomach. I licked all the way up to his mouth before making out with him. Chris groaned as he tasted the cum on my tongue before he flipped up over.

We lazily and sloppily made out until he pulled away “Open.” he demanded while grabbing onto my chin. I complied and immediately let out a whine when he spit into my mouth, “Swallow slut.” he growled, I did as he said and stuck my tongue out to show him I listened. “Good girl, always listen to me so well. Now let’s go get cleaned up my love.” he said helping me up, we took a quick shower and changed into new pajamas.

Once we were done, we went back to the bedroom, Chris changed the sheets before we laid down. I cuddled into his side, “The was definitely something fun, I love you handsome.” I told Chris while stroking his hair. “Oh yeah, we’re totally fucking doing that again. That was an amazing experience, thank you for trying it out with me. I love you more angel.” he replied back, placing a kiss on my neck before we slowly drifted off to sleep. We were now both content with the outcome of or say since it felt like the stress had basically felted away.

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[star-suh]

Good Friends Share

Park Jonseong & Park Sunghoon x Male Reader

cw: established relationship, dom-ish tops jay and sunghoon, threesome, cheating, spanking, breeding, double penetration, musk kink, sweat kink, degradation, feminization.

yn and sunghoon have been a couple for three months already but there is something that the first one is hiding, he has been fucking his boyfriend's friend, jay.

“harder please” moans yn, spreading his cheeks with both hands so jay can get a better view of his cock pounding that sexy ass “who's the better cock me or sunghoon?” jay said pushing yn's head against the bed with his hand but he said nothing, just whimpers coming out of his mouth. “i asked who's the better fucking cok bitch” jay said in a angrier but sexier tone, placing his hands on each side of yn's head then introducing some fingers in his mouth to pound harder “it's you~ jay you're the better c-ock~”.

“is that so?” a familiar voice came from outside the room, “i thought i was fucking you good” he grabbed yn's chin with his thumb and index finger “that's what you told me every night i pushed jay's cum deeper with my dick” he smirked maying direct eye contact with the bottom “you're such a dirty boy yn” he pouted.

yn didn't know what to say, his mind is still processing that sunghoon knew he was cheating on him. suddenly he felt something wet licking his ear, it was jay “i told him” he whispered, “we're good friends after all… and good friends share” a chill running through yn's entire body.

now yn was in between both males, their sweat and smell driving him crazy. while jay keep slamming himself against the bottom, sunghoon was using his mouth like a fleshlight “so he's the better cock huh? let's see if that changes tonight” hoon grabbed him by the head and make him deepthroat his dick, forming a little bulge on his throat “hold it” growled the top, his legs trembling from the pleasure he was receiving “fuckkkkk” he grunts pulling out his dick covered in thick saliva, a string of it connecting his tip to the bottom's mouth.

“what a skilled slut we have here” jay mentions while spanking the ass and he won't stop until it's all covered in bright red hand prints, “he really knows how to take cock” he adds.

“of course he does, it's like he was made to satisfy us both, our pretty hungry cumslut” sunghoon wipes a tear from yn's eye and lick it from his thumb. yn has never seen sunghoon like this, he was so calm yet something in his smirk was haunting, sex with him has always been vanilla and now it's as if as if he were showing his true self, with lots of kinky thoughts crossing his mind– and yn will know about them probably soon.

“you like it prince?, you like how he's railing your pussy?” sunghoon asked to yn who was with his mouth stuffed, “i bet you do pretty bitch” jay laughs, pushing the bottom's head deeper down hoon's dick “the way he's clenching so hard in my dick just confirms it” he adds.

yn sat on hoon's dick, his already used and slicked hole making it easy to swallow it all the way down to the balls. yn moves his hips in a gentle motion feeling a bit sore for how jay has been rearranging his insides the past minutes.

hoon lock his hands around the other's waist and says “if you're gonna act like a bitch at least fuck like one” he starts pounding hard, the sound of his balls slapping against yn's ass fills the room along with jay's laugh who was jerking off enjoying the sight in front of him. hoon's thrusts were so hard that some lube drops start splashing every time he goes in.

yn was already tired, resting his head on hoon's neck when he felt a sudden stretch, when he was about to moan his boyfriend kissed him “it's ok, you're gonna like it” he whispers and kissed him in the forehead. jay was introducing his dick in yn's already stuffed hole, it felt so tight that he almost came “holy shit, i don't know if i can last long” he whimpers.

“don't worry, i got you bro” sunghoon pushes yn in top of jay making the latter to fell on his back, his dick still inside the hole “i'm gonna take care of you both from now on” he says once again with that goddamn smirk. he starts drilling his boyfriend's hole. the sensation was overwhelming for both yn and jay that they started moaning in unison “look at you jay, acting so tough but you just end up being a moaning bitch like yn”; “shut up dude it.. it's because you just started to fuck” his hooded eyes making eye contact with hoon who smiles and murmurs “bullshit”.

the friction between his cock and hoon's made jay cum inside yn, who came seconds later due to the overstimulation; “please i can't anymore” the latter cries. “it's ok, i'm gonna cream your pussy soon” hoon kisses him while doing some lasts thrusts and finally flooding yn's inside with his warm cum, it was so much that it started to drip down yn's hole and jay's shaft.

“we're gonna have so much fun” hoon smirks one last time to yn who falls asleep on top of an already sleeping jay.

#sunghoon x male reader #jay x male reader #park sunghoon x male reader #jay park x male reader #enhypen x male reader #male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop x male reader smut #smut #male reader smut

[folkookie97]

❝ every side of you ❞ — jjk

— SUMMARY: ❝Jungkook is a devil when he's fucking you and an angel when he's out of bed. You need his aftercare just like you need his tattooed arm choking you so hard.❞

— PAIRING: dom!jungkook x sub!reader

— TYPE: smut, fluff | non-idol!au, established relationship

— WORD COUNT: 1,201

— WARNINGS: PWP, curse words, rough sex, vaginal sex, choking, spanking, squirting, light dom/sub, degradation kink, mention of safeword, creampie, brief loss of consciousness, aftercare, pet names, dirty talk, unprotected sex, tattooed!jungkook

— NOTES: I'm definitely still freaking out over Jungkook's shirtless live on Weverse.

— RELEASE DATE: July 30, 2023

— CROSSPOSTING: ao3

Jungkook is a rough sex lover. You know better than anyone why this man is the biggest stereotype of a character written by an erotic romance author. No matter the time or place. Jungkook only wants his cock to be inside you.

The sound of your moans is like angelic melodies to him. The expression on your face when you reach the orgasm is more beautiful than any Renaissance art he could admire in a museum.

Jungkook loves having sex with you. Every day and every hour that you both could. Definitely.

For those reasons, you weren't surprised when Jungkook woke you up in the middle of the night for a quick fuck.

Or at least that was the initial idea. But just as he was addicted to feeling your pussy squeezing his cock during each thrust by his hips, you were addicted to the genuine pleasure his tattooed arm gave you during choking play.

“You're a whore, aren't you? You love being choked by me. You love when I don't let you breathe." He laughed listening to the sound of his balls hitting the skin of your ass as the speed of his thrusts increased. "Like it? How do you feel you shitty little bitch?

“So good, Kookie… I love it. You're perfect for me."

Your confession might seem adorable sometimes but Jungkook couldn't tolerate softness within sex. When he pressed his forearm to your throat hard enough to nearly hurt you, you muttered a strangled apology, aware that your mistake had pissed him off.

“That's not what I fucking asked." Jungkook slapped your ass with his free hand, the sight of your swaying ass cheeks causing spasms in his body. Holy shit, he really loved fucking you in doggy style. “I'm asking if you like being treated like the stupid bitch you are. You're my cock slut? My needy and dumb slut?

"Yes!" You moaned louder, the emotion of being degraded taking you closer to an overwhelming orgasm. "Please! Please continue! I'm gonna cum!"

"Such a greedy little bitch..." That snarky laugh came back, this time whispered close to your ear. He bit your right earlobe. "Wanna cum on my cock?"

Each thrust was like a walk in paradise. Or maybe a dance with the devil.

Jungkook understood about your body as well as a conductor could conduct an orchestra. It was no different for you. Your knowledge about the whole essence of his body covered in tattoos was something you acquired very well during all those years together.

So you knew why his hand left the soft piece of your ass to squeeze circles on your clit. He was gonna cum at any moment. He wanted you to cum too. You should cum around him, for him, with him.

"Such a fucking good pussy, holy shit!"

It was impossible for Jungkook not to feel numb from the feel of her pussy squeezing him, nearly crushing his cock because of deep thrusts.

It was like he wanted to break you in half. Hips colliding, his tattooed arm suffocating you, deft fingers rubbing your clit so hard and desperately.

You weren't shocked when an intense burning started at the bottom of your belly. It wasn't the first time that this would happen in a fuck with Jeon Jungkook.

However before you could warn him ahead of time, Jungkook was already increasing not only the speed of his fingers but also the pressure exerted on your clit.

There wasn't much you could do but scream when an orgasm flashed through your mind and a sizable amount of clear liquid squirted from your pussy onto the sheets.

You could hear your name escaping Jungkook's lips in a guttural moan and you could also feel all of his cum filling you in dense charges.

Swearing uttered by your boyfriend and the heat of his cum were the last things you were able to witness before your body gave out from exhaustion and you crashed into the wet bed sheets as you lost consciousness.

Jungkook was always a great boyfriend for you, at these times it was like he was written by Jane Austen. Romanticism was one of the characteristics you most admired about him. He was so soft and affectionate when you two was out of the bedroom.

The aftercare was essential for both of you. It didn't matter what he said or did to you in bed, after sex he became the classic "clingy boyfriend", always worried about you, your body and your mind.

"Are you okay babydoll? You scared me." It was the first thing your brain picked up on when you shook off the blackness of the fainting and opened your eyes.

The second thing you picked up was the fact that Jungkook was lying next to you. Both of you still naked and covered by a different sheet than the one on the bed when you have a squirt.

You might also notice that your skin wasn't as sticky as it used to be. Perhaps throwing it on the side table indicated why.

“I'm already fine, Kookie. Just relax." You failed to smile because you hissed in pain as soon as Jungkook's hands tried to pull you into a hug.

The slight discomfort in your body was enough to make Jungkook's overprotective personality worse; wide eyes and a devastated expression on his face.

"I hurt you babydoll? Why didn't you ask me to stop?"

“You didn't hurt me." It wasn't entirely true. Your skin was already lightly bruised, your throat was burning from the choking and your clit was still sensitive and painful due to the strong stimuli of Jungkook's fingers. However you also loved rough sex and therefore insisted on ensuring how satisfied you were after the situation. “It was perfect, angel. I promise. You know I would use the safeword if we had to."

Jungkook agreed as he hoped in his thoughts that this day would never come. He knew he would hate himself for the rest of his life if he ever hurt you.

“You were perfect babydoll. You're always perfect."

Circling your fingers over the patterns on his arm, you allowed yourself to smile at the praise. It was so sweet and kind. A complete opposite of the Jungkook you witnessed in bed.

You loved both sides of him.

"You like when I wet the sheets and my body slumped onto the mattress like a real doll?"

His cheeks turned red and your playful smile widened noticing his embarrassment.

"Shut up." He teased you in light chuckles. "I really got a worried after cumming seeing you fainting underneath me."

"I bet you got horny first." You teased again and this time he laughed louder rolling his eyes and nodding his head in affirmation.

"Fine! It was really a little hot. But I swear I still was worried."

This time you were the one who nodded.

Cuddling the heat of his chest, your eyelids began to close and the post-sex drowsiness expanded in intensity with each passing second.

“I love you my babydoll. You're perfect."

You chuckled and sealed your lips to the bare skin of his shoulder.

“Love you too, Kookie. Every side of you."

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[worldlxvlys]

Chris fucking the attitude outta you

THICC BLACK GF QUEEN ( me )

Like if u want details !!

The D is fire 🔥🔥

oh he’s def ass grabbing spanking whatever ( if ur comfortable )

Def choking while he’s doing it !!

Literally has no intention of stopping even when ur like pushing his hand away ( IF U WANNA USE A SAFE WORD FEEL FREE BUT UP TO YOU )

Location?? Bathroom sink😛😛

accessory

chris sturniolo x black! reader

warnings: c’mon. it’s smut. p in v, unprotected sex, choking, spanking, squirting, cream pie, overstimulation, thigh fucking

a/n: happy bhm, hope you likeee <33

i look good.

i stared at myself in the mirror, admiring my features.

i wore a tight baby pink dress that ended right below my ass. it hugged my body perfectly and showed off my thick thighs.

chris hated when i wore this dress in public, but i love it.

of course, he’s never actually vocalized his opinion on it.

probably because he knows it won’t stop me.

while it does leave little to the imagination, it makes me feel confident.

and it always leads to earth-shattering sex.

while i continued to stare at myself, i heard chris walk up behind me.

“you look so fucking perfect ma, holy shit” he said as he looked me up and down.

his gaze stopped at my hair, staring at the curls.

“you missed one” he said as he gently lifted up a piece of my hair, showing me the twist i somehow managed not to get to.

“can you do it for me? the ones in the back are a bitch to untwist”

“of course, baby. and don’t worry, i’ll be gentle” he said, knowing how careful i was with my hair.

“thanks” i said as he slowly and gently unwound the two strands of hair.

he held it up when he finished, pointing to the end, “ look at how cute the ends are” he said with a grin on his face.

i stared at him through the mirror, lightly shaking my head at him with a smile.

his hands found their way onto my hips. he moved one hand down towards my thighs, while the other wrapped around my stomach.

“you sure you wanna wear this dress?” he whispered into my ear, making chills run down my body.

his tone of voice was completely different than what it had been not even two minutes ago. he glared at me in the mirror, as though he was daring me to test him.

i stared right back at him, smirking slightly “yup” i said.

“ ok, baby. how about i give you a little accessory ?” my eyebrows furrowed at this.

accessory? what is he talking about ?

“yeah, baby. i think my cum dripping down your leg would really make the whole look come together. don’t you think ?”

oh.

his words traveled straight to my core as i squeezed my thighs together, desperate for some kind of friction.

he chuckled at that, “you like that, huh ?” he placed a kiss on my neck and brought his hand to my thighs, lightly slapping them.

“open up, pretty girl” i obliged, separating my thighs for him.

he put his hand between my legs, pushing his hand into my panties.

“fuck, chris” i sighed out, reaching forward to hold onto the sink.

he pushed the dress up to my waist, giving himself better access.

“god, look at that ass” he whispered, striking it with the palm of his hand.

i moaned at the feeling, making chris look at me through the mirror again.

“feel good, baby?” he asked as he ran his fingers through my folds.

“fuck yes, chris” i moaned out.

“pull down the top for me, baby. wanna see those pretty tits”

i pulled down the straps of my dress and tugged the top down far enough to expose my bra.

it was light purple, one of his favorite colors to see against my dark skin.

“fuck, you trying to kill me ma?” he asked as his free hand immediately went to cup my tits through my bra.

without warning, he moved his fingers up and down my folds. they were moving fast.

“chris!” i screamed out in surprise, gripping onto the sink tighter.

he quickly unclasped my bra, throwing it to the side and moving his hand to my throat.

he lightly squeezed my neck while looking at me in the mirror.

“this what you were thinking about when you put on this dress, baby?”

i let out a strangled moan in response.

“is that what you love so much about it, ma?”

he sped up his fingers, making sure to graze my clit with each upward motion.

“shit, chris! i’m gonna-” he stopped moving his hand before i could finish, making me whine.

“why’d you stop?” i breathed out.

he quickly took off his pants and boxers. “enjoy it while you can, cause i promise i won’t be stopping again anytime soon”

he lightly pushed my back, bending me over the sink.

tugging my panties down, he gripped my ass with his large hands.

he guided his dick to my folds, lathering it in my wetness.

i squeezed my thighs together in response, making him groan out.

“fuck. love your thighs, so smooth” he ran his hands along my skin. “so soft” he moaned as he continued to fuck my thighs.

“feel so good around me” his head fell back, eyes closed as he continued to rut his cock between my thighs.

his dick rubbed against my pussy, making me clench around nothing.

without warning, he pushed himself inside of me.

a string of curses fell out of both of our mouths as he filled me up.

he began to move, snapping his hips into mine.

he let out a long groan “always so fucking tight, ma. jesus christ”

my pussy hugged his thick cock, and the suction-like grip made an obnoxious squelching sound.

“shittt chris” i whined as he stretched me out, the pain quickly turning into pleasure.

“faster, please chris!” i moaned out.

he sped his hips up, pounding into me rapidly.

“fuck, fuck, fuck” i moaned, my voice shaking every time our hips met.

“god, i love watching your tits bounce” he groaned as he squeezed them.

my eyebrows furrowed as i felt my orgasm approaching.

“c’mon baby, i know you’re close. give it to me”

“chris! i’m cumming!” i screamed out as i released on his cock.

his pace never slowed as he continued to drill into me.

he gripped onto my dress that was now bunched up at my waist, using it as leverage as he continued his movements.

“fuck, chris. feels so so good” i moaned out, barely able to get anything out above a whisper.

“look so good like this ma. fuck, i’m gonna cum” he groaned.

“yes! please, please fill me up” with that, he shot his load inside of me.

after a few thrusts, his pace slowed.

“fuck yourself on my cock”

my eyes widened, “what? chris i’m too sens-” he slapped my ass, making my body lurch forward.

“you wanted to wear the dress so i’d fuck you, right ?” i nodded.

he slapped my ass again, making me moan out. “start moving, baby”

i did as he said, pushing my hips back into his. i looked back, watching his dick disappear into me.

the sight of our pleasure covering his cock while i fucked myself on it turned me on even more, fueling me to move faster.

i rolled my hips into his, push them against him quickly.

“fuckkkk yes, that feels so good baby” he groaned as his eyes rolled back.

“yeah? you like it when i use you like this?” i asked as i felt another orgasm coming on.

before i knew it, i felt chris’s hot cum inside of me again.

the feeling of him dripping down my thighs sent me tumbling over the edge.

his thrusts slowed down slightly as he opted for deep, hard thrusts.

“holy s-shit, chris” i cried out as my back arched.

“so fucking good, how are you real?” he mumbled.

he started to get impatient and sped up his thrusts again.

my mouth hung open and all i could do was sob at this point.

i reached behind me, trying to get him to stop somehow.

he brought my arm back to the sink, placing his hands on top of mine.

“something you wanted to say?” he asked. i shook my head in response.

“no? then be a good girl and take it”

he moved his hands, still holding mine, and guiding them to my boobs.

“ you’re doing so good, baby. you almost there ?”

too tired to speak, i nodded my head in response.

“yeah? come with me, baby. let it all out” he whispered into my ear.

this time, my juices shot out of me, making him pull out and rub himself against my ass.

he came with a loud groan of my name, spilling his seed onto my lower back.

i stood up straight after a little while, stretching my limbs out.

i caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, taking in my sweat-covered face.

fuck. so much for that twist-out.

“so, you ready to go?” he asked.

i stood there, looking at him crazily.

“what?” he asked, obviously confused.

——————

ahhh hope you like this 🙈

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[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: "𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭"

‧ ₊˚ ୨୧ How would they act after you fought with the girl who flirted with them?

⋆ ۫ ⎘ ་ ⋆ H e a d c a n o n s !

⋆｡˚ 𝑭𝒕. Baji Keisuke, Kazutora Hanemiya, Manjiro Sano, Takemichi Hanagaki, Mitsuya Takashi, Hakkai Shiba, Yuzuha Shiba and Akane Inui

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟷 | 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟸 | 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟹

༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚ 𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 ༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚

"Fuck-" Baji would say as soon as he laid eyes on you slapping the girl, Keisuke would be somewhat surprised to see that he taught you how to fight properly, even so, he would soon go and get you off the girl.

"Stay calm, you're going to end up killing the girl because of me, love." He would say, laughing with concern while pulling you away from her, Baji wouldn't fight with you or much less give you a moral lesson, on the contrary, he would be somewhat proud.

"You're good at fighting, but I don't want to see my wife get into trouble, I'm enough, don't you think?" He would seriously say it when you and him were away from other people.

༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚ 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚

As soon as he saw you on top of that girl, Kazutora immediately went to get you out of the mess, but he gave you permission to still slap the girl a few times.

"That's enough, apparently, I led you astray, didn't I?" He would say pulling you away from the girl, Kazutora would be extremely pissed if you were hurt, so he made sure you were okay before giving you a "scolding".

"You don't need to go around beating up bitches, I'm yours, you know that. I don't want to see you hurt, are we understood or not?" Holding your face and fixing your hair, he would speak in a serious threatening tone.

༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚ 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 ༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚

It would take Mikey forever to realize that you were the one fighting, but when he did, he would immediately get you off the girl.

"My baby! You're going to end up killing her, come here, come." He would say laughing, pulling you away from the girl and checking if you were hurt.

"Is all this because of me? I didn't even know you were that strong." Manjiro wouldn't reproach you, he would just find the fact that you almost strangled a girl because of him funny, even so, he would ask you not to do things like that anymore, since you could have gotten hurt.

༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐢༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚

He would go into total despair, Takemichi wouldn't know if it was better to watch the fight or simply separate the two.

"Let go of her, love of my life, please." Takemichi would say, laughing nervously as he pulled you away from that girl, he would be somewhat happy to see two girls fighting because of him, despite that, Takemichi would be worried about your well-being.

"She hurt you? Don't do that again! Imagine if she had been stronger than you? You would end up all broken up like me." He would spend hours giving you a moral lesson and ask every minute if you were hurt or feeling bad.

༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚

The first thing Mitsuya would do would be to get you off the girl, even though it wouldn't be that easy a task.

"Calm down, you don't need to fight because of me." He would say in the calmest possible tone of voice while trying hard to get you away from the girl.

As soon as you were calmer, Mitsuya would teach you a huge moral lesson and he would certainly not approve of your attitude, he would be disappointed in you but at the same time he would understand your situation.

"Don't do that again, I don't want my girl in trouble, are we clear?" He would say hugging you, Mitsuya wouldn't be mad at you even if he wanted to.

༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚

Hakkai would probably be a little shocked to see you fighting with another girl because of him, but when he came to his senses, he would get you off the girl.

"Holy shit, I never thought you were so strong, you don't need to break the girl's face because of me, sweetheart." He would say, holding back his laughter and at the same time trying to speak seriously, Hakkai would be in such a state of shock that he wouldn't be able to assimilate things.

"Don't do something like that again, you could have gotten hurt, I worry about you." He wouldn't disapprove of your attitude, but Hakkai wouldn't want to see you fighting again, especially because of him.

༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚𝐘𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚༚༅༚˳ . ♱ . ˳༚༅༚

Deep down, Yuzuha would be a little proud for having taught you how to fight, despite that fact, at the same time she would worry if you ended up getting hurt.

Yuzuha knows very well how to fend for herself, so she would scold you in a certain way, however, she wouldn't stop allowing you to cause a little chaos.

"That's my girl! But don't do anything like that again, I don't want you in trouble, in fact, you could have gotten hurt." The redhead would say in a tone of irony initially, but, she was serious about how worried she was and also didn't want that situation to occur again.

༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚

Akane is not the type of person who supports acts of violence or something, despite that, she was already tired of that girl hitting on her, so, on the one hand, she would be relieved to have you to protect her.

After the fight, Akane would take care of you and not scold you, the blonde would just ask you not to get involved in unnecessary mess anymore.

"You were very brave, but don't do that again! You could have hurt your hand because of that ridiculous girl." Hugging you, she would say gently, giving you a subtle laugh, praising you and at the same time giving you a little moral lesson.

#baji keisuke #baji tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers baji #hanemiya kazutora #kazutora tokyo revengers #kazutoraheadcanons #tokyo revengers manjiro sano #sano manjiro #manjiro sano #takemichi tokyo revengers #takemichi hanagaki #takemichi headcanons #mitsuya tokyo revengers #mitsuya takashi #mitsuya headcanons #shiba hakkai #hakkai shiba #hakkai hcs #tokyo revengers yuzuha #shiba yuzuha #yuzuha shiba #inui akane #akane inui #akaneheadcanons #tokyo revengers #tokyorev headcanons #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev #tokyorevengersheadcanons #tokrev

[emchant3d]

the aftermath of Steve downplaying his injuries from the bats, a steddie thread 🧵 (also on twt here)

Eddie didn’t get it at first.

Sure, he’d seen Steve after the bat attack. He’d been bloody and a little loopy and bruised to hell, but they’d had priorities.

And Eddie was a little preoccupied, what with the whole being wanted for murder thing. Sue him if he was too self-involved to worry about Harrington’s injuries past shoving the gay panic down when he watched him bite a bat and then rend it in half with his bare hands.

And then he’d known nothing but pain, and then he hadn’t known anything at all, until he’d finally woken in the hospital, his name cleared, his nipple gone, and Steve Harrington sleeping at his bedside.

Several people - Robin most of all, pushy and panicked - tried to get Steve to let the doctors look him over, but he shrugged them all off each time. According to him they’d cleaned him up on the way in, disinfected the bites and slapped some stitches in place.

He insisted that since he hadn’t been admitted, he was fine - shook the orange bottle of antibiotics he’d been prescribed and everything. “Guys, come on,” he’d said, rolling his eyes. “Eddie just got out of a coma. Let’s focus on people who actually need medical attention, yeah?” 

It had worked. Everyone had swarmed around Eddie to fawn over him instead, and while Eddie had glared at Steve tiredly at the time, he’d admit that he’d enjoyed it.

 It was nice to be worried over. Stifling, sure, and he felt a bit guilty, but mostly he was just happy to be fucking alive and happy to have other people also be happy about it. 

So he’ll confess - he let himself be used as a distraction. He let Steve deflect. In his defense, it worked on him too. He had no idea how bad Steve’s injuries had really been. Had no context at the time to guess how much Steve would downplay them.

So yeah, Eddie didn’t get it at first. But now, months later, now that they’ve saved the world and they’ve gotten closer and they’re friends, they’re more, he’s starting to understand.

Steve is self-sacrificing. Thank fuck it’s small-scale stuff now, watching him bitch but still drop everything to be there for the kids in a heartbeat, hearing the phone ring and Steve answer with a low “hey, Robbie–” and knowing he’s lost him for the rest of the day.

But then they’re hanging out one day, just the two of them, and it’s late and they're going to bed and they don't discuss it first just like they never do, but they're sharing the bed. 

Somehow Steve's avoided changing in front of Eddie, not that Eddie's been waiting for it - he just realizes it when he turns and sees that Steve's dropped his pants.

It's funny. They've held one another and whispered back and forth and traded soft, careful kisses that they don't talk about much, but he's never seen Steve bare. It's an odd thing to realize. 

Then Steve pulls his shirt off, and Eddie's stomach lurches.

“Holy fuck,” he says, strangled, unable to hold it back, and Steve looks over at him, immediately on edge.

“What?” he asks, dropping his shirt, hand twitching to the side like he’s going to grab the nearest blunt object - the nail bat is below the bed, Eddie sees Steve’s eyes dart towards it - to use as a weapon. Eddie ignores him, walking instead to him and grabbing his shoulders.

“Stevie,” he says, soft, bodily turning Steve so he can see his back.

The scars are fucking brutal. The skin is rough and discolored, pockmarked with pinkish new flesh that doesn’t blend in with the tan freckled expanse. They stretch down the length of his back on both sides, gnarly and uneven. Eddie swallows hard.

“Honey,” he says, and watches the spine in front of him stiffen. “What the fuck happened here?” He knows it has to be some sort of upside down bullshit, and he tries to fit it in with the horror stories he’s heard, but he’s coming up blank.

Steve is silent. His shoulders hunch a little, making his back bend, stretching the taut skin tighter. Eddie raises a hand and lays the gentlest touch he can to the scars. Steve still flinches. Eddie stills, but he doesn’t pull away.

He lets the quiet sit for a few beats, then steps a little closer, free hand fitting around the jut of Steve’s hip bone to pull his back to his chest. He ducks his head and brushes his lips in the space between Steve’s shoulder blades. Feels the edges of the scars with his mouth.

It’s more intimate than they’ve ever been, but something in Eddie is pulling at his heart, telling him it’s okay. That he doesn’t need to be scared of it, not here. Not now. 

Steve has trouble talking sometimes. Eddie’s getting better about waiting him out. It’s always worth it and now is no exception. “Do you remember–” he starts, halting and quiet, then cuts himself off. “Of course you remember, sorry - the bats - my bats, not - not yours.”

Eddie just nods. “I remember,” he says. He rubs at Steve’s hip with his thumb, a soft, repetitive motion, the same kind of touch he likes to give the nape of Steve’s neck when the other boy curls up on his chest at night. 

It soothes them both, and some tension leaves Steve. “Before, uh. Before you guys got down there - well, you saw them grab me and, uh, pull me down. They kinda…dragged me.” Eddie frowns. 

“Dragged you,” he says, soft, and Steve nods. Eddie leans back just enough to see the scars again. They look like fucking road rash - and that’s essentially what they are, Eddie realizes, thinking of the dried-up lakebed, the stone and debris Steve would have been raked over. 

He thinks of the distance between the gate and where they found Steve, tries to imagine how far Steve was dragged, and he feels a little sick. “Sweetheart,” he says, soft, and Steve makes a small, pained noise. 

Eddie shifts closer again, wraps both arms tight around Steve’s middle, pulls him in close and tucks his nose into his throat. “Musta hurt like a bitch,” he says quietly, and Steve gives a tiny shrug. He lays his arms over Eddie’s, hands over hands, fingers lacing together. 

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Steve just shakes his head. 

“Too much was going on. We barely had time to wrap up the bites, I wasn’t gonna stop us just to patch up the rest.” Eddie gives a frustrated sound.

“We could have spared a few minutes–” Steve interrupts him before he can get a good rant going. 

“We couldn’t. You know we couldn’t.” Eddie grits his teeth.

“Fine. Fine, but what about after? When we saved the world and you were sooo adamant you didn’t need a doctor?”

“Other people needed it more than me. You, Max, fuck - Eddie the whole town was in pieces.” Eddie doesn’t give a fuck about the whole town. Never has. Especially doesn’t now, knowing Steve never got the care he really needed. 

He’s gearing up for a whole rant about it, but Steve keeps talking. “Besides,” he says, “I didn’t want anyone to worry.” And oh.

Suddenly, Eddie understands with perfect clarity and hates that he kind of wishes he still didn’t get it.

This was Steve at his self-sacrificing best - or worst. This was the aftermath of Steve putting himself last. Sure, these days it means he’s a little worn out from looking after the kids, or he’s drained from allowing Robin to change their plans on a dime.

But not long ago, the aftermath was this. Bruises, aches and pains and injuries that still bother him now, will bother him for the rest of his life. Repeated concussions and head trauma. Chronic migraines. Blurry vision and weak hearing on his left side.

And scars. Scars that he downplays and hides and does his best to not acknowledge. Something close to rage coils in Eddie, but he tamps it down. There’s nothing to rage against here. There’s only a beautiful boy in his arms who has seen enough anger to last a lifetime.

Eddie takes a deep breath, then turns his head to brush a kiss to the jagged silvery band wrapped around Steve’s throat and gets to feel and hear the soft, surprised sound he makes.

“I hate to break it to you, Stevie,” Eddie says, soft and gentle against his neck, “but people are gonna worry regardless.”

“But–”

“I’m gonna worry regardless,” he interrupts, kisses his neck again, and pulls a hand free to skate his fingertips along Steve’s bare stomach to feel the way he trembles beneath his touch.

“Eds,” Steve whispers, and Eddie hums quietly.

“D’you know why?” Eddie asks him. Steve gives a shaky little sigh.

“...Why?” he croaks, and Eddie can’t help it - he smiles, a little sad, a little fond, and so, so in love. 

“Because I care about you, sweetheart,” he tells him, and Steve squeezes his hand so hard it hurts.

“Eddie–”

“I care about you,” he says again. “I worry because I care. And I’m always going to care, so I’m always going to worry.

So if you ever downplay an injury like this again, if you ever hide a hurt like this just because you don’t want someone to worry - well. We’re gonna need to have words, honey.” Steve manages a weak laugh.

“That a threat, Munson?” he asks, and Eddie hums. He moves his hands quick as lightning, grabbing Steve’s hips and spinning him around until he’s facing him, letting him brace himself on his chest so he doesn’t lose his balance.

It startles a laugh from Steve, and the heavy tension surrounding them gives way to something softer, gentler. Steve meets his gaze, teeth sinking into that pretty lower lip, and Eddie just barely manages to keep from getting distracted.

“Oh yeah,” he confirms, grinning softly at the look on Steve’s face, cautious and reluctant but so, so hopeful. “Don’t you know I’m dangerous, Harrington? I’m definitely capable of threatening and following through.” 

Steve rolls his eyes and slides his hands up until he can lay his arms over Eddie’s shoulders. 

“You’re so full of shit,” he says, and it’s the fondest insult Eddie’s ever gotten. 

“Maybe,” Eddie allows, and he walks backward, pulling Steve along with him toward the bed.

“We can discuss how scary and threatening I am in the morning, huh?” They climb into the bed together and curl up tight. Eddie’s hand finds the nape of Steve’s neck, and Steve’s hands find Eddie’s chest, fingertips picking out the familiar patterns of Eddie's own scars.

They lay in silence for long enough that Eddie thinks Steve may have fallen asleep before he hears him speak again.

“I care about you too,” Steve says, and Eddie’s breath catches.

“Yeah?” Steve hums, nodding where his head’s resting on Eddie’s shoulder.

“Yeah,” he breathes, and Eddie looks down to find dark eyes already fixed on his face. He’s got this intense look to him, and he leans in, pressing their lips together.

It’s not their first kiss, but it feels special all the same. It feels significant, feels charged, slow and deep with Steve’s tongue swiping at Eddie’s mouth until he allows him entrance, teeth giving gentle nips and tugs.

Steve’s hand comes up to rest on Eddie’s scarred chest. Eddie’s touch slips down, traces over the scars along his back. 

They’re like wings, he thinks a little deliriously. Like someone took this sweet boy and ripped his wings from him.

“Angel,” Eddie breathes when they finally break apart, lips spit-slick and kiss-swollen. Steve flushes at the name. He tilts his head and presses his mouth soft and sweet to the marred skin that snakes along Eddie’s jaw and cheek.

“Just for you,” he whispers into the kiss, and Eddie swears he feels his heart grow larger, trying to contain all the love he feels for this impossible creature. 

In the morning, they’ll talk. They’ll define things. But for now, they have this, the soft, gentle exploration of each other, slow movements that drag even slower as sleep comes to claim them.

#steddie #steve/edde #steve x eddie #steddie drabble #steddie fic #my fic

[oceansprompts]

text message prompts

[text] You okay?

[text] GO TO BED!

[text] hey you better be alive in there

[text] SOS save me please holy shit

[text] call me this date is going so bad

[text] I have way too much shit to do.

[text] Honestly I'm really worried about you.

[text] Why are you trending on Twitter?

[text] Please let me come over and pet your (pet).

[text] We are in the same building, you could come talk to me.

[text] It's not going to work out.

[text] This is a terrible idea.

[text] people have fetishes

[text] They really do crucify anyone these days huh

[text] I don't know why but that really means me want to stab you

[text] That movie was awful.

[text] For the love of god please help me

[text] I fucked up. I fucked up really bad.

[text] I'm blocking you.

[text] YOU ONE BRAINCELLED BITCH

[text] I regret swiping right.

[text] Everyone lies on their dating profiles.

[text] That absolutely can't be an actual picture of you.

[text] This forced open my third eye and I saw the devil

[text] I'm like a child in line for the newest fucked up disney ride

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[text] That's just all fucking sorts of fucked up

[text] Why are we here? To suffer? Every other day I get messages that cause pain

[text] In the department of old man fucking, we've got you beat.

[text] have you gotten any work done?

[text] I am beyond shame, try again

[text] You left your left your underwear at my place.

[text] Don't you dare put this on Facebook.

[text] My brother in Christ you're being haunted

[text] I want to wring you like a wet towel and slap you against a wall

[text] The mind is weak but the body is funky

[text] I'm a zombie the law can't stop me.

[text] Jealous of my massive honkers

[text] We left you to die to play minecraft

[text] She would never ever take away one of these stupid fucking hats

[text] I puked all over the Uber driver's backseat.

[text] I just took a screenshot of that and posted it to Reddit

[text] You said you'd be right back and it's been months.

[text] Can't we talk about this face to face?

[text] Yeah, you'll come learn I just have a thing for milk

[text] Why did you like one of my pics from 2014?

[text] Now's as good a time as any to exchange nudes.

[text] Why would you send me an eggplant emoji?

[text] I write five paragraphs, pouring my heart out, and all you reply with is k?!

[text] Who would dare to lie on the internet?

[text] When I die, please delete all my shit off the internet

[text] He's so hot, I briefly started texting like a straight person

[text] And because I'm god and I've decided that; no, in fact, I'm not done.

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[text] I know you love bloopy reggae jams, now is not the time.

[text] You better not be standing catatonic in your room again.

[text] God has abandoned his children but unfortunately for you I pay child support and I will smite thee.

[text]: My neighbor just told me he can fix my water heater for 50 bucks. I’m skeptical.

[text]: Do you have any idea how much it costs to buy apples? I paid 10 dollars for 6.

[text]: I mean, I wouldn’t say I have a problem with buying Squishmallows..

[text]: Hey, so you know how you told me no dog? *sends pic* I don’t do well with no’s.

[text] Stuart Little is a bitch and Remy could take him any day.

[text]: My roommate just said that Lola Bunny is hot. I’m moving out.

[text]: Hey I posted that vid of you drunk, singing Ariana Grande, wearing all black and people said not to do it again. Sorry.

[text]: Do you think the price is ever right? Like, I feel like it’s not.

[text]: I booped your nose. Boop the last five people you texted or–nothing happens really.

[text]: I’m actually in the ER and it’s a long story that involves Best Day Ever from spongebob.

[text]: I fucking hate you–wait you’re not my ex. Who are you?

[text]: You ever ask yourself if birds see a bee and just go ‘wow a bee’? im high.

[text]: sometimes all i think about is–sour patch kids. bet you thought it was you.

[text]: I love you—not as much as I love my dog. But still a lot!

[text]: I found a cat on the way home and now it’s mine. But it hates my guts so this should be fun.

[text]: I have questions about the marvel cinematic universe…how long do you have?

[text]: why do donald duck and winnie the pooh not have to wear pants but other people do?

[text]: Hey you know that show floor is lava? I may have turned the apartment into that..this isn’t a joke, btw. the floor is sticky.

[text]: I bought too much soap off etsy and now I don’t know what to do with it…I smell like Captain America.

[text]: On a scale of one to ten, how many drinks would you need to sleep with me? This isn’t a tiktok trend…or it is.

#rp sentence meme #roleplay memes #sentence meme #sentence starters #text message prompts

[rusmii]

mmmkay this has been on my mind but CHUUYA IS SUCH A GUARD DOG BF YKNOW??!??!!?!?? LIKE HES SO PROTECTIVE OF U N ITS SOOOOO SWEET AUGH like this man wouldnt let anything happen to u :((

(wow red isnt yapping abt dazai for once what a shock)

wedywed bby this is me rn AND LMAOO no dazai yap🥺⁉️ send me some of ur dazai yap 😞🤞

warnings — protective!chuuya x fem!reader, mean girl >:(, cursing, NOT PROOFREAD/EDITED

“the hell are you doin’?” chuuyas voice pops into the conversation. breathing a sigh of relief, you step closer to his side, not wanting to entertain any more gossip. “oh wow!” your new friend gasps, interested in chuuyas choice of attire. “is that what i think it is?” staring at his wrist watch, your friend suddenly has a friendly face — much unlike her snappy one just a moment ago. chuuya nods, an awkward smile saving him from having to say much. wanting to drag him without being rude, you politely excuse the two of you. “hey - we’re gonna head over to the cuisine area. if you need anything, you can find us there -” — “oh!” she rudely cuts you off, a gasp emitting from her fake shock that has chuuya narrowing his eyes. “what?” he asks, not bothering to fix his slightly bothered tone. remaining ignorant to cues, she goes on a rant on how ‘people with weight shouldn’t be eating so much so they’ll explode like pigs!’ 

what she said didn’t bother you one bit. ever since meeting chuuya, your appearance has been the least of your concerns. chuuya himself hated when you were insulted — even if it was coming from yourself. that’s why he vowed to always bitch-slap anyone crossing the street who he happens to overhear say something degrading about you. and now? oh sweetheart, he was about to plummet this girl straight down to earth’s core if she didn’t shut up. “and then -!” — “holy shiiit! do you ever shut up?!” chuuya snaps, grabbing your wrist with as much care as he could and drags you behind him — shoulder checking your new friend hard. you watch her scream as she spills her wine and stumbles over herself, falling straight to the ground.

over the manic screaming of her, chuuyas voice drowns it out. “[name]. i don’t give a damn who it is - don’t ever endure shit like that again. ‘kay? — yeah, love you too.. stop laughing.”

#HI I LUV U FOR THIS AHAHSJAUXHACJ🧡🧡🧡‼️‼️‼️ #𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗜 ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི ! #...𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗦 ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི ! #𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗢𝗥 RED ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི ! #...𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗞 <3 #chuuya x reader #bsd x reader #chuuya scenarios

[titaniasfairy]

dilf!ani punishing reader hear me out!

doing this with a best-friend’s dad ani! also tysm babe for the ask

this one is kinda heavy so read at your own risk!

18+ MDNI!!

cw: dilf/bfd!ani, mean/dom!ani, throat fucking, implied masturbation, slight breath play, degradation, impact play, cum-eating, NO AFTERCARE

“you’re fucking disgusting you know that?”

anakin’s voice paralyzes you, his condescending tone making your cunt clench and your eyes water at the same time while he thrusts his thick cock down your wet throat.

his hand is tangled in your hair and gripping hair, using it as leverage to bob your head up and down at will. all you can respond with are wet gurgles as anakin’s dick is poking at the back of your throat, definitely bruising it.

“that all you have to say for yourself? i catch you fucking yourself on my own bed- with my daughter home and that’s all you have to say?”

anakin’s free hand comes down to slap your cheek with a hard smack, leaving the side of your face red and sensitive all while his cock is still ramming itself in and out of your mouth with your lips wrapped perfectly around it.

to be fair, you did feel bad. it was around midnight and your best friend (and unfortunately anakin’s daughter) had gone to bed, leaving you alone on the couch with your dirty thoughts of her father.

you had hooked up with anakin for the first time a couple of months ago, meeting him in a dingy bar and drunkenly deciding to hook up at his place. you weren’t expecting your college roommate to introduce him as her dad a few weeks later at her birthday party.

but now it was spring break and your friend had invited you to stay with her for the week, not knowing that you were fucking her dad.

you couldn’t help yourself- anakin had been the single best fuck of your life. no matter how smashed you two were that night you would never forget how he touched you with those big hands, calloused with age but extremely experienced as well.

before you could stop yourself you were sneaking inside the master bedroom under the impression that anakin would be out of town for a business trip. you laid back against the soft sheets and spread your legs to find your pussy slick and sticky with arousal.

you had no idea that anakin would be back that night.

“such a slut, fucking your friend’s dad. i bet you’ve done it before, haven’t you?”

you tried to say something out in protest- but anakin’s thick length took up too much space in your mouth to allow you to respond, only getting out a muffled “mmmph!”

anakin’s thrusts began to pick up, now effectively skull-fucking you. you could swear his fingers would rip out your hair at the roots if it gripped any harder.

your hands flew up to his thighs to signal him to stop, but to no avail. anakin only moved his hand from your hair to the side of your face, using both hands to cup your cheeks and use your throat as a human fleshlight.

“holy shit you were made for my cock. take it- take it like the dirty skank you are, bitch.”

anakin shoves his entire length down your throat, holding your head there for a solid 5-6 seconds completely restricting your breathing while he groans out in disgusting pleasure.

tears roll rapidly down your face while anakin spills out insults to you. his face leans down to look into your begging eyes, only to spit in your face. the wet glob of saliva dribbles down from your nose to your mouth, seeping onto your lips and his cock.

“maybe a nice load will teach you a lesson.”

his thrusts begin again, and you can tell he’s close by the way his hips stutter and his breathing staggers. anakin’s heavy balls hit your chin with each thrust inside your tight throat, ready to fill it up with his cum.

your whines and whimpers drive him closer to edge, his grunts growing into full on groans as he teeters on the verge of his orgasm.

“fuck- i’m gonna cum. gonna cum down this tight young throat. you ready, slut? gonna take it all, hm?”

anakin begins to babble dirty nonsense to you as his cock twitches and releases his thick cum. his head is thrown back as ropes of his seed spill down your throat and with a quick move, anakin pulls out and lets the last bits cover your lips.

he looks down at the mess he made and grins at your pathetic state. without having to ask, you swallow and stick your tongue out to prove it.

“that’s a good slut.”

anakin grabs both sides of your face with his hand and crouches down, smushing your face and smiling at you. with a quick smack to your cheek, anakin stands and puts his pants back on.

“you better go clean yourself up before she wakes up and wonders where you are.”

good idea.

ty sm for the ask!

taglist: @geekforhorror @zapernz @mortalheartache @st4rfckerz @bunnylovesani (inbox me if you wanna be added to my anakin/hayden christensen taglist!)

#bear rambles #anakin skywalker smut #modern anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin x reader #anakin smut #hayden christensen #star wars smut

[k1ttef1a]

PLEASE PART 2 OF THE OPPOSITES ATTRACT FIC🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Opposite's Attract 2! |Johnnie G.

pairing: Johnnie Guilbert x fem! reader

warnings: none

summary: you and johnnie go on the date.

a/n: I know everyone has been asking for part two of 'opposites attract' so here you go 👐

"Holy shit!" Johnnie said to Jake, it was the day of your guys first "date". Johnnie was nervous because he had never been on a date. "Johnnie you're gonna be fine, didn't she say that she liked your style? I'm sure she'll like your personality too." Jake said to Johnnie, trying to calm his nerves.

"I mean yeah but what if she thinks I'm weir-" Johnnie gets cut off by the sound of his phone buzzing, it was 'y/n🌷', the contact name he gave you. " Oh my god, oh my god-" said anxiously, putting down his makeup brush and grabbing his phone. "WHAT DO I DO?!" "ANSWER IT YOU DUMB BITCH!" Jake said. "Hello?" Johnnie said to you, his voice slightly cracking when he said hello, he hoped you didn't hear it. "Hi Johnnie! I was just making sure we were still meeting up at the mall at 4?" you said questioning. "Yeah! we're still meeting up, I'm almost done getting ready." He said lying through his teeth, he just started getting ready. "Ok I'll see you in a bit, byeee!" the phone call ended. "I'M SUCH A FUCKING LIAR!" Johnnie said, slapping his hands to his head. "You're literally almost done with your hair and your makeup doesn't take long what do you mean you aren't ready?" "NO" Johnnie blurted. "I'M NOT MENTALLY PREPARED TO SEE HER AGAIN."

...

Johnnie had finally arrived, having Jake drive him since he didn't have his license and he didn't want to spend money getting an Uber. His heart pounded at the thought of seeing you again, your beauty, your grace, your kindness. Everything about you made him scream in his head.

"Johnnie!" You said speed walking towards him, snapping him out of his trance, you hugged him as a greeting which made him flinch for a second. He wasn't used to that kind of affection but he wasn't complaining about it. "It's nice to see you again." You said, smiling at Johnnie like he was a million dollars. "It's nice to see you again too." Johnnie said rubbing his arm, trying not to stumble on his words.

"Have you eaten today? There's this cafe I think you'd really like." You asked, he was hungry, practically starving but since he was picky he was slightly nervous to say yes. "No I haven't actually, ummm sure, yeah let's go." He said, you smiled brightly and started leading him to the cafe.

...

You and Johnnie were sitting in a small booth in one of the corners. You had convinced Johnnie to try one of the chicken sandwiches you liked from the menu he took a bite out of the sandwich and he was surprised, it was actually really good. " Woah, this actually tastes good, like really good." Johnnie said, talking with food in his mouth. You smiled. "I'm glad you like it, that's one of my favorites but I decided to get my second favorite."

Silence fell between you too leaving you both in your thoughts. "He looks really nice today, I wonder what he does for work?" You thought to yourself, playing with your hair. "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, this is so awkward I just want her to say something, anything!" He thought, anxiously. "So what do you do for work again?" You asked. " Oh I'm a YouTuber and make music once in awhile." "WAIT. YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU MADE MUSIC TOO, THAT'S AMAZING!" You said, practically jumping out of the booth.

"So what kind of music do you make?" You asked him, now fully paying attention to his career. "I make kind of alternative music I think?"

...

You and Johnnie were now walking around the mall, trying to find something to do when you guys walked past a very...cutesy store, which made your eyes sparkle.

Johnnie saw the shine in your eyes. "Do you wanna go there?" He said, pointing at the store. "Yes!" And before he could say anything you grabbed his hand gently and walked into the store.

You were looking around as he followed you awkwardly. You had a couple pins, keychains, and small cute figures for your room.

You walked to the checkout and you put all of your stuff on the counter. As you were paying, Johnnie kind you looked at everyone, how you looked at everyone and everything with glowing eyes that held millions of stars in them, how you looked at nobody with judgement.

...

As you drove Johnnie home from the mall it was an awkward silence so you turned on your Spotify playlist, but it started playing one of his songs his most recent song, 'Vampire.'

He immediately looked at you but you were focused on the road but your eyes were widened more and your face was more flushed then before. He didn't say anything though, he liked the fact that she enjoyed his music.

You guys finally made it to the shared house him and Jake both lived in. You both got out of the car and you walked him to the front door. "I had a lot of fun today with you." he said ruffling his hair, which was an anxious habit he had. "I had a lot of fun today with you too, Johnnie. I hope we can do this again soon." You said. He just smiled, he didn't want you to leave but he didn't want you to stay either, not when he was like this, not when he was choked up on what to say because he was thinking about the fact he had just gone on a date with you. "Well I guess I should go, you probably have a really busy day tomorrow." You said, playing with your jewelry. "Yeah..." He said under his breath. He watched as you walked to your car, sad to see you leave.

You rolled down the passenger seat window. "Call me when you get the chance, we should hang out sometime soon!" You said, hoping that he would call you later.

"I will!" He screamed from the front door, as he watched you drive a way.

He had a feeling that this would be a recurring thing.

☆ this was requested by @anonymous! I know it's been awhile since I've posted a fanfic but I'm back and I'm gonna TRY and post more, my requests are open! ☆

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[lixie-phoria]

[10.0 americano fiasco] BETTER THAN REVENGE !

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you would have thought that the campus walk ways would be empty considering the match that was about to start in less than fifteen minutes, everyone eager to get a good seat, but it's surprisingly crowded as you and hyunjin walk down the old, cobbled path.

"-and then changbin fell down smack on his ass. funniest thing that's ever happened during practice," hyunjin finishes his story, throwing his head back to laugh. "i wish we got that on camera."

the wind is cold, kissing your skin as it pushes back your hair, and you're slightly concerned at your friend's insistence to drink his iced americano despite the weather.

"you will never let him live it down, will you?"

"of course not!"

hyunjin's excitement is contagious, because you find yourself laughing along as he skips ahead, forcing you to take bigger steps too.

"sometimes i feel bad for him. but then i remember how he keeps stealing my protein powder!"

right. of course. every few days you are reminded your best friend is only a man whose brain is hard wired into thinking about two things - the gym and girls. specifically in that order.

"and-" here hyunjin stumbles over a crack on the ground, squealing a bit.

"careful or you're going to be the one falling on your ass."

he rolls his eyes playfully at your poke, correcting himself and removing the skip from his step before falling into line with you.

"anyways so-"

"hyunjin!"

you halt, turning back to see jeongin jogging down the path towards the pair of you.

"chan hyung said you should come back for some final strategy discussions!"

you hear your best friend groan beside you.

"we've discussed our plan a million times before!" he all but whines, stomping his leg like a toddler. "why does he want to go over it again?"

"not our choice, is it? the coach said we have to."

you pat hyunjin's arm as he slouches in defeat.

"it's fine hyune. i should probably go get a seat too or all the good ones will be taken."

"sure," he mumbles, spinning on one foot to sharply turn towards you. "bye-"

you see it happen in slow motion - hyunjin's mouth opening to finish his sentence when a large body collides into him from the back, sending the boy stumbling into you.

but you feel it before you see it - ice cold americano splashing all across the front of your white top, soaking the fabric and diffusing through it in a few seconds.

"sorry!"

you faintly hear a foreign voice apologize, their figure walking ahead without stopping to clearly notice the damage they had just caused.

"holy shit," jeongin whispers, wide eyes looking between you and hyunjin, who is also frozen in his spot, hand slapped across his mouth.

"that bitch."

the culprit is long gone, melting into the sea of people ahead, and you're still too scared to look down and see exactly how much of the drink had landed on you. but you can see hyunjin's now empty cup that had been filled nearly to the brim only a few seconds ago.

"yn-" hyunjin's voice is only a whisper, and from the horror painting his face you would have thought he had seen a ghost. "shit, i'm so sorry-"

"no time for that," jeongin interrupts, recovering first, and you turn to look at him. "hyunjin did you carry an extra t-shirt or sweatshirt with you?"

the boy shakes his head.

"just your luck," jeongin mutters as he shakes his head. "i have my spare jersey from last year. yn you can borrow that."

it's like a switch goes off in hyunjin's head as he stands straight, his horror slowly morphing into annoyance.

"that won't be necessary-"

"do you want her to freeze to death?"

"well obviously not-"

"then there's no time to waste."

"why can't we ask chan hyung or someone for their jersey? maybe-"

"i have my bag with me right now. do you want to go back to the lockers and explain to hyung what you were doing drinking an ice cold americano ten minutes before a match?"

hyunjin's mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water, searching for something to say before he slumps in defeat.

"yn are you fine with this?"

you shrug. you really didn't have a choice.

you didn't want to agree seeing the miserable look on your best friend's face, but the drink was really starting to soak through the cloth and the cold it brought was not welcomed by your bones. you could feel the goose bumps lining your skin.

and so you find yourself accepting the jersey from jeongin, trying to reassure hyunjin it wasn't his fault. but the boy wouldn't even meet your eyes.

"thanks jeongin."

he flashes you a reassuring smile before pulling hyunjin and the two are on their way, leaving you to walk to the washrooms alone.

and it isn't until you're in one of the stalls that you really realize it's jeongin's jersey, and it has his name printed on it in big bold letters.

oh.

it's jeongin's jersey, and it smells like him - the same pepper and vanilla mix you had caught on to the at the party.

it's jeongin's jersey, and it falls around you perfectly, but it's nowhere near as nice as it would look on him - highlighting all those muscles you had felt that night.

it's jeongin's jersey, and you're wearing it at his game, something you once used to do for yeonjun.

it's jeongin's jersey, and-

shut up!

you have to physically slap yourself, shaking your head as the sting spreads across your skin.

something was wrong with you. this wasn't that big of a deal. he was just helping you out. he probably doesn't even care.

yeah. he doesn't even care. that's right. it's okay, you shouldn't be flustered about it either, you think, shoving your own top into your bag and marching out determinedly. you were not going to let yang jeongin and his nice smelling jersey cloud your thoughts.

you were here for hyunjin today. he would have your full attention. you were going to support him and then go for lunch without thinking about-

"for fucks sake watch where you're going!"

you yelp in surprise as you face plant into a hard body, stumbling back in shock. it really wasn't a good day for you.

"i'm so sorr-"

"yn?"

you freeze.

no way.

"what are you doing here?"

no fucking way.

"...yeonjun?"

he's right there. in front of you. hair slightly tousled from when you crashed into him and eyes wide as he stares at you.

"yeonjun what-"

he saves you from your rambling by stepping closer, eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"what are you doing?"

"is that yang jeongin's jersey?"

of course he noticed.

you want to turn right back around, dig your grave, and bury yourself alive.

"yn. are you fucking wearing jeongin's jersey right now?"

"no?"

you wish you were six feet under the ground.

"stop lying-"

"bye! gotta go!"

you push him aside, running down to occupy the first empty seat you see in the crowd of spectators, losing the boy somewhere at the back.

fuck. your. life.

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[dawnofh]

Getting saved by 141 [Headcannon]

Price

Disappointment but not surprised, how hard was it to stay put and don’t get kidnapped?

Made an entire rescue mission just to get you back.

Was the first face you saw when he came to your aid.

“I’ve got you Son.” Reassured you that you were alright and in safe hands.

“I’m sorry Sir, I told them about the team’s whereabouts…” could care less that you gave them information, more about the fact you were tortured for it.

Shines a flashlight in your eyes and tells you to follow it just to make sure you’re still functioning.

Is angry but not at you, likely at himself for allowing one of his own to be taken.

Will offer to carry you on his back if you can’t walk.

Patches up your wounds by himself, warns you in advance when disinfecting the wounds, “This is going to hurt like a bitch so suck it up.”

10/10, give this man father of the year. Don’t expect candy from this man, he will offer you a cigar though.

You’re on probation. Don’t even try change Price’s mind. He’ll just give you a pat on the back and apologise, “It’s for your own good, Kid.”

Checks up on your mental state daily and recommends you a military councillor.

Ghost

Knight in military uniform.

Sneaks into the warehouse you’re being held captive in.

Stealthy asf, no one ever sees this man coming and if they do then it’s already too late.

Jumpscare.

If he isn’t opening fire then he’s probably throwing knives into necks.

Throws you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes if you’re injured, doesn’t matter what injury, he’s just not patient.

Stabs adrenaline into you to keep you alive.

“You breathing, Soldier?” Gently slaps your face to keep you awake.

Will undress you from your uniform without second thought to patch up a wound so you don’t bleed out.

Sits next to you on the plane ride back to monitor your state. If you were unconscious when he found you then he’d allow you to lay on his shoulder but if you’re conscious he’ll make sure you stay that away until you’ve received medical attention.

If you’re the former then he’s probably not the best face to wake up to.

“Holy shit, am I dead?” “You nearly were.” “Because I’m seeing a Ghost.” “I still don’t find you funny.”

He definitely killed everyone in that warehouse for harming one of his own but will never admit that to you and simply just tells you, “Everything is taken care of, Kid. Go rest up.”

Puts you on probation and during that probation he’ll teach you some moves so that he doesn’t have to save you again.

Soap

*Panicked Scottish noises*

Radios you over and over to try get your location, when he finds out you’ve been taken he goes into Captain Mactavish mode.

Doesn’t really make a plan, runs straight into danger. Definitely blows something up just to live up to the demolition expert title.

Would quite literally NOT tackle someone out of a window onto a car but simply will throw them out of one. That Captain Mactavish mode has its limits.

Rushes to your side and cuts off your restraints. Cups your face with his gloved hand and tilts your head back and forth to check for any head injuries. You could be staring him dead in his eyes and he’d still check your pulse.

Will fireman carry you if you can’t walk or you’re unconscious.

Clicks his fingers in your face and then asks you how many fingers he’s holding up. You look at him dumbfounded, “5…?” “Fuckin hell you need medical treatment…”

If you’re falling off to sleep then he’ll keep you awake by teaching you some Scottish slang. “So you’re telling me that Elizabeth or Lizzie is slang for…coffin dodger?” “Or old cunt.” “I will be sure to use that more often now.” “Aye but do be careful of who you’re saying it around. You know how Brits get.” “……”

Gets Price to put you on probation even if the injuries aren’t serious. He’s just not taking any chances.

Gaz

“You broken?”

Panic mechanic Gaz.

Acts on his knee jerker responses to which needs Price to hold him back and keep him in check.

Threw tear gas through the vents and came through the roof opening fire. Couple of knives went through eyes, one of them nearly hit you. So much for a rescue mission.

Gaz would probably stare at you if you’re unconscious to see if you’re breathing or not. Gets up real close to your face, “Okay good, you’re still alive.” He was just afraid to be the one to collect your dog tag so he didn’t want to check your pulse.

Doesn’t have enough muscle mass to pick you up so would either drag you out of danger or let you lean on his shoulder.

Gaz is definitely the type to over bandage you, “Can never be to safe than sorry.” You looked mummified after he’s done with you.

Will let you sleep on his lap if he found you unconscious, after every 5 minutes he put a finger below your nose to check if you’re still breathing.

If he found you awake he tries his best to keep you awake, “Hey buddy, keep your eyes open or else you’re going to die.”

Doesn’t sugarcoat, tells you exactly what injuries you have, “I think your knee is dislocated, do you want me to relocate it now?” “Sergeant, please don’t.” Will relocate it anyway.

Tells you about his life story and how he got recruited into 141, “I was born at a very young age.” He really tries to lighten the mood.

Threatens to shatter your kneecaps if you don’t take at least 5 weeks off.

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[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#373

“What the fuck is this I’m hearing about you?  My buddy Deputy Watson asked me why I have a faggot working for me?  He tells me that you have a record for sex in public bathrooms.  Is it true?

“Of course it is!  I can see it on your face.  Have the common decency of at least admitting it….  Jesus fuck!  You know when I hired you, I told you I didn’t want any drama.  And now I have to deal with this.  I can’t be thought of a sperm burper.  With my wife filing for divorce and living across the state at her sisters, people will start to think nasty shit about me once they find out that I have a fag working for me.

“You were recommended to us because you are a hard worker; you keep your head down.  You don’t drink and you don’t cavort around in town.  Now I know why. 

“Watson was telling me that you were caught once before at a rest stop in South Dakota getting cornholed.  He also said that the charges were dropped.  Lucky you.  So you must like sucking on random dick at some nasty assed bathroom.  What the fuck is the draw?

“Nothing to say?...  I want an answer….

“…You like to blow straight men?  Why would a straight man want to get blown by some fag when he can get it at home?... 

“…Watch your mouth!  The last time I got a blowjob has no bearing on this conversation.  You know damned well that Louise and I are going through a divorce.  I haven’t had anything in a long…  Wait a minute, are you looking to give me head?

“…Back to being silent…?

“Uh…

“Uh…

“Awww, fuck it….  I could go for some head.  You want it?...  No one will ever know that this happened, you got that?  Good.  Then get on your fucking knees. 

“I got a lot of skin….  God damn!  You are eager!  My wife makes me get hard first before I…  Oh fuck!  Oh man. 

“Fuck!  Watch your goddamned teeth!...  I will knock them out.  Trust me I will.  My dick may not be long, but it gets really fat.  Those teeth better know their place.

“Damn, not many women could deep throat me.  Fuck I will be using this mouth again.

“Fuck!  What did I tell you about your teeth? 

“Fuck you faggot!  You want me to hit you again, keep up with the teeth.  You hurt me, then I hurt you.  What do you have to say?...  Hunh?...

“Damn right you’re sorry.  Look up at me.  Open your mouth.  Let me feel your teeth….  Holy shit!  That’s some jagged teeth you have there. 

“I want you to make an appointment with your dentist.  I want him to grind them smooth.  You got that?  I pay for your dental, let me benefit from that.  And make that appointment as soon as possible.

“Look at me….  That slap means I’m serious about this.  Now get the fuck up.  You take men up your shitter?  Of course, you do.  Get out of those Levi’s. 

“A fucking jock strap?  You are such a fag.  Leave it on.  I’m not interested in what you have in front.

“It’s been years since I fucked an ass.  Most of the time it was to put a bitch into place.  You’ll be the first faggot, but it will be for the same damned reason. 

“Spread your legs further.  Damn.  That’s a pale ass.  Hold still….  Oooh.  You have been fucked before.  I can’t remember when my head went in so easy.  So I guess I don’t have to wait for you to adjust to me. 

“Right to the root!  Fuck your pussy is treating my cock so well.  Aw, shut up.  I don’t want to hear any goddamned complaints from you.  If you wanted more lube, you should have put more spit on my dick.  Next time think to do that.

“Now shut the fuck up.  I’m in the middle of fucking here….

“Your cunt knows how to take a pounding.  I like that.  I like that a lot….  Do that again.  Fuck, this is one talented cunt.  And it’s right here every day.  Yeah.  This cunt is going to be used going forward. 

“Fuck yeah.  I’m taking ownership of this cunt.  It’s mine.  You got that?...

“Answer me motherfucker.  Who’s cunt is this?

“Damned right.  You will give up other men.  It’s mine.  You understand faggot?

“…You better.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum.  Get ready.  You gonna get flooded with a huge load.  Here it cums.  Here it goddamned cums!  Urg!  Urg!  Fuuuck.  Shit!

“Don’t fucking move.  Stay put.  Clamp down.

“Dammit faggot.  No wonder so many men use you like this.  Not anymore.  I wasn’t kidding when I said you are to give up other men.  That cunt is mine.  I don’t want any other man touching my property.  You got that faggot?...  You say, ‘Yes Sir!’

“That’s better.  You understand that I will be fucking it after we get done work every day?

“I’m one horny son of a bitch, a controlling one at that.  That’s why my wife is filing for a divorce.  You are going to be taking over her duties of taking my nut.  Let’s go up to the house so you can fix me some dinner. 

“No leave those Levi’s there.  You don’t deserve to wear pants.  The jock is all you need.  As I said before, I’m not interested in what you have up front.  In fact, it shouldn’t be any of your concern either. 

“Now get up to the house….  Goddamn, that’s a nice ass.  I don’t know if I will be able to make it through dinner without plowing that cunt and unloading a second time.  My dick can go all night, especially a cunt that treats my dick well.  That cunt will be so full by the end of the night.  Now get moving.”