#i was there when u were composing this lmao

[ayacokeandpepsi]

Heya gurllll!

I don’t remember if you’d make a the walk in thing (parents or a member walking in when u have sex) if u haven’t can u do it? And if u have can u make, Y/n and Riki being in a relationship and the other members wants to have “the talk”

love yaaa ❤️💋

This is kinda long lmao

Cw: smut, fingering, protected sex, making love not sex

It started off as Jake pulling Riki to the side to chat with him about “relationship stuff”, Heeseung being too awkward to bring it up with him.

“So I know you really like her, but are you.. yknow, being smart?” Jake tried to make the air less awkward as he asked Riki.

“Smart?” Riki questioned, oh god, did Jake really have to spell it out for him, god this was embarrassing for both of them. “Riki, are you… using condoms?” Jake winced as he brought his fingers to his temple, looking at the ceiling.

“What, oh, well yes! Totally,” Riki said, not wanting to bring up that you and him haven’t actually started yet. Jake relaxed his shoulders. “Okay so now we don’t have to have this talk again and we can just pretend it never happened, Kay?” Jake sighs out, patting Riki on the shoulder before walking away to join the others.

It left an idea in Riki’s mind. He should be embarrassed but, these days anything could turn him on. You tying up your hair, bending over, wearing a skirt, touching his arm, even seeing you sweat while working out. It’s not that he didn’t want to have sex, he just didn’t know how to suggest it, and with his busy schedule, it didn’t give much time to ponder complicated questions about relationships. But it was like Jake’s lecture was a sign, something telling Riki to make you his, make you feel good.

It didn’t help when as soon as he got back to his hotel room, the shower was on and your clothes were discarded on the floor near the bathroom door. He knows he shouldn’t, but seeing your used panties and bra on the floor awakened something in him. He stared at your underwear as he palmed himself through his baggy jeans, trying not to make his pleasure audible. The sound of the shower shutting off and your footprints coming to the door made him composed and act like he just got there, but seeing you in only a towel, that was way too small, it made him throb. His gaze burned into you, causing you to let out a nervous chuckle. “Hi Riki.” You giggle. Feeling bold, you got out your pjs and laid them out and dropped the towel, exposing your naked body to him. Riki’s mouth flew open, averting his eyes to the ceiling as his heartbeat grew faster.

The cool air made your nipples hard, it almost gave goosebumps to your skin, but was quickly replaced by a warm blush below your belly and in your cheeks. Instead of putting on your pjs, you decide to try out a new and tiny silk lingerie set, a cami and some shorts that didn’t cover your ass, in a blue white color. After slipping it on, you look over to Riki, his eyes not on you. You laugh. “You can look now,” he cautiously turned his head and his jaw dropped again, not expecting you to be in the tiniest pj set, seeing your nipples poke out from under the thin silk of your lacy cami that didn’t go lower then your ribcage. And the shorts, high rise to your navel but they ended right where your crotch was, the back not any better, it covering maybe half of your ass. His face was blushed now, if he wasn’t before.

“You-are you going to sleep in that?” Riki says. “Yeah, why? Do you not like it?” You tease. “No-I like it a lot,” he replies. “It’s kind of hot, I usually sleep in boxers, do you mind?” He says, already slipping his shirt off. You shake your head.

He takes off his oversized jeans along with his necklaces and some bracelets. He notices you staring, he chuckles smoothly. “You like what you see huh?” He grins. You roll your eyes and look away. Before you can realize, Riki grabs your wrist and pulls you closer to him, sitting on the shared hotel bed, holding your waist and dipping down to kiss you. He giggles when you wrap your arms around his neck, and play with his hair as he continues to kiss you. “You taste so good, hmm,” he sighs into the kiss, making you laugh.

He deepens the kiss by gently biting your bottom lip as his hands sneak up under your cami, his thumb stroking over your ribs, dangerously close to your breasts. And he knows, he grins as he feels you tense and close your legs. He pulls you into his lap now, and you can feel his hard cock against the lower part of your back as he continues to kiss you, adjusting your position so you’re facing him but straddling his thighs.

He groans as you unintentionally grind on him, his grip on your waist moving down to your hips, moving them in sync with his own hip movements, making you whine out. He chuckles again as he pulls away, kissing your neck slowly, his warm breath tickling your collar bone. He looks up at you for permission and then lifts up your cami, exposing your breasts, which he holds and starts to kiss, making you moan. His plump lips wrap around your nipples, as he groans into them.

You take off your top, kissing him as he moves your hips against his own. You move his hand near the inside of your thighs, letting him feel how wet you were for him. His ears are red as he palms your heat, his thumb rubbing over your clit experimentally. He studies your reactions, looking up at your facial expressions each time he circles your clit, your eyes closed in pleasure. You pull off him enough to take off your tiny shorts, showing him all of you. His eyes are glued to your pussy, cherishing the sight of how it shines in the hotel lighting, from the wetness. You guide his fingers inside of you, whining as he moves his ring and middle finger in and out of you.

The heel of his palm hit your clit every time his fingers went in and out of you, adding to the stimulation. You threw your head back as Riki continued to play with you above his thigh. You bring your head down again, “Riki, I want you, please,” you motion for his cock that was unbelievably hard at the moment. He smiles as he pulls the back of your neck in to kiss you, it was slow and soft and sloppy. You pull away, “Riki, look in my purse pocket, there should be a condom,” you giggle as he quickly reaches for your purse and finds one. He slips off his boxers, leaving both of your completely naked. He slides the condom on his length as you gently straddle his thigh, kissing his neck and playing with his hair, making him go crazy. He guides you down on his cock, both of you moaning as he fills you, his brows furrowed in pleasure as he focuses on thrusting up into you while holding your waist. His pace was amateur, understandably, but it was sloppy in the best way, this wasn’t sex, this was making love.

#niki smut #enha smut #enhypen smut #enhypen hard thoughts #riki smut #n1k1smut #riki hard thoughts #ni ki hard thoughts

[vespersbelladonnakiss]

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wow so heartbreaking bestie i cannot bleave u would say this to me. thanks tho

#ask #anon who is totally completely anon to me #i was there when u were composing this lmao

[sincerelystesichorus]

let's talk about that one scene in oops

(and fizzarolli in general bc me and my autism r obsessed with this scene and haven't seen someone break it down. also ft. blitz lmao)

just a general scene and vague character breakdown/analysis!

i first of all want to admire the perfect representation of best friends to enemies with blitz & fizz because ugh.

And like Blitz tells everyone this but the way it's so malicious here. Just the perfect simple dig and Fizz's little shit eating grin because it delivered how he knew it would sdfkjsdkf. Shoves Blitz to the side because really that's all he cares to say. Fuck you and what you did to me, bye bye <3 Fizz is so for talking shit and dipping (House of Asmodeus) I love how messy it is but also shows how he really doesn't hold malice for Blitz otherwise. Obviously we see this front and center later in the episode once they start reconnecting, but I like the subtlety and how he's so willing to snap at Blitz despite his usual anxiety with confrontation.

Blitz also knowing exactly what to say to really piss Fizz off once things escalate <3

(Fizz literally so smug and content with himself lmfao)

(smirk wiped off bc hey that's the thing i'm sensitive about!!)

But Fizz keeps his composure. And if you'll let me be alarmingly gay for a second, I love how his version of keeping his cool as a messy gay is managing to basically recreate this drag race confrontation in what is probably my favorite set of Fizzie lines.

eat him up babes. also it's so important that that shitty coffee and fizz were on this side of the street for framing i'll talk about it more in a sec jfskjdfksf.

and now my personal favorite exchange of this entire scene that is criminally underrated imo:

love his face after this line. I SUPPORT DISABLED PEOPLES WRONGS sfjdlkfsdd. literally so fucking nasty with his clown wit but also so justifiable because yeah blitz did just pull this nightmare and dip in fizz's pov. i cannot wait for that to get touched on more likeeee why were they kept apart ugh.

and finally!!

this cut to blitz,, specifically the scarred side of his face is sooo good.

the face of a man who just achieved critical vicious mockery vs. the face of a man that knows he can only win this interaction one way now

Blitz does deserve a little violence maybe <3 Fizz underestimated his ass jjdkfsdlk.

Idk I just love how indicative this whole interaction is for their characters but especially Fizz, it's a perfect build-up for him. Fizz has major imposter syndrome with dual layers because of general haters but especially because of Mammon and Asmodeus. Not on any fault of Ozzie's,, we just see Fizz obviously thinks he isn't fully deserving of their relationship/his situation and the healthy dynamics of it and so do most major news outlets apparently askjfsk.

(full fizzy meme post & also i like how this is a special also like damn do u think they were also apart of the crossword??)

It'll be really interesting to see how his character develops in future episodes because I feel like a lot of what I've rambled about here has come to a resolution after 2 Minutes Notice in the musical special lmao. I really like how here when he goes to compose himself, this is how he does it.

Makes me wonder how many times him and Ozzie have had the self-worth and imposter syndrome conversation before it finally stuck in the Mammon Musical Special. I just love their relationship and how they compliment one another,, and how it projects into Fizz's other relationships because they're healthy for one another. Love my OTP love Blitz & especially love Fizzie. Obviously.

#long post #words words words #character analysis #character essay #helluva boss #fizzarolli #fizzarolli helluva boss #blitzø #helluva boss blitzo #fizzmodeus #fizzarozzie #bless any1 that reads this whole thing love u #helluvaboss #qb #qb writes

[ilys00ga]

𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀, 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀.

➞ pair: yoongi x reader.

➞ genre: hurt/comfort (why do I keep making these lmao), established relationships, I'm so bad at tagging sorry.

➞ warnings: angst and fluff cuz we all need that (we really do). reader has anxiety and abandonment issues, yoongi is trying his best for the sake of both of them, just relationship things.

➞ A/N: requested by @parkjennykim, this was very fun to write! thanks for yet another idea <3 I hope u like it. I'm organizing this blog/post (?) while listening to mono, and let me tell yall, it's such a vibe omg. I think you should read this while listening to that album, I love it sm, I can't even begin to explain UGH- if namjoon ever goes on a world tour, he better perform every single song in that album, cuz imma be losing my mind in the crowd, esp during moonchild. my vocal cords are already getting sore. yeah. if u want this to hit that spot, maybe u should do what I said (this is a friendly order, if u will). if not, just enjoy and pls ignore any mistakes, english has been challenging me recently (for the last 10 years lmao)

ps. I am in a dire need of a yoongi in my life. specifically the one I wrote in this one. oh how I love being a lonely fanfic writer <33

★ MASTERLIST.

ᵎᵎ 𖦹彡⋆｡˚・ ─ ・ ⋯ ・ ─ ⊹ ♡₊˚๑

God knows how long it had been after it hit midnight when Yoongi stood in the kitchen. His eyes were red and heavy with drowsiness, but he couldn't sleep that night.

How does one sleep through a restless, biting night?

Surely not with a bad headache, or overflowing thoughts, and especially not with guilt chewing on his core.

He gulped, throat begging to be quenched as it held onto a slight, delicious, yet bothersome burning sensation. He opened the fridge and filled a glass with some water, raising it to his lips when loud a cry of his name, followed with a thud and a number of sobs, disturbed the quiet of the night and made him jump, startled.

His limbs froze in their place, glass almost slipping his hand and crashing on the floor when his sleep deprived brain realized that the muffled cries were yours.

Wide awake, he dashed after the sound. Thirst and sleep no longer occupied his mind, all he could think of was holding you in his arms.

He found you on the stairs, trembling as you wailed into your hands.

He hated it so much: seeing you in pain. He wanted nothing more than to shield you from the rainfall of your gloomy sky, from his own rainfall, from the world. How could one be an umbrella and the rain at once?

He blinked, once, twice, then gulped and heaved a deep, tired breath.

One storm doesn’t require another storm to be calmed down, that he knew. One needs to be composed and collected to stand still during a storm, that he knew as well.

With worried eyes, he gently called out your name and walked up to you, “darling, what’s wrong?”

You looked up as soon as you heard his worried voice, some tiny sense of relief washed over you when you saw him right there. A hundred daggers digged so deep into his heart and bones, aching, the moment a broken whimper of his name fell from your lips.

Without a second thought, Yoongi hugged your face to his chest. One of his hands was patting your back and the other affectionately caressed your head.

As he listened to his name that never left your lips, Yoongi held you there on the cold of the stairs with nothing but sweet nothings whispered back to your ears.

Everything he did and said was so gentle and soft, like he was so afraid you'd crack and come to tiny bits and pieces at any given moment. It all made you want to cry even harder, to hold him so tight and never let go.

Soon, when your tears started winding down, pulled away and cradled your face with his hands, palms faintly pressing on your cheeks as if he hoped to share their warmth with you.

Tender eyes met your wet ones and stared as their owner’s voice made its way through the noise of your sniffles and hiccups. He said, “It’s alright. I'm here. Talk to me, hmm?”

You answered his plea with a small nod, before wiping your tear stained skin and hugging him again. He smelt like home. You took a deep breath, greedily feeding your lungs with his lovely scent.

He hugged you back, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling your body closer to his. He pressed light kisses on your temple, patiently waiting for you to talk.

“I had a really scary nightmare. so, so scary- I woke up, didn’t find you there- then…then I remembered the fight we had earlier. I…I thought I lost you- I'm sorry. sorry for the stupid things I said earlier. I love you so much! please don’t leave. please..”

Your voice quivered with fresh tears ready to be spilled again. Yoongi started hushing you as soon as he noticed that you were working yourself up.

Squeezing you in his arms, he whispered “I never left, and I never will.”

“I’m all right, nothing happened to me, see?” he leaned away just enough to allow you to take a quick look at his body, then added, “a stupid fight is not going to make me leave. I love you way too much for that, and I'm sorry for hurting you too.”

He could still read fear and uncertainty all over your face, and he didn't like that. He knew that you trusted him, and he didn't doubt your love for him.

At first, he didn't get it. He didn't understand the insecurities, the anxiety and the nightmares you suffered from especially after the inevitably worst of arguments that happened between you and him. But after longer and deeper talks, with you expressing your feelings and him listening with careful ears, it made much more sense to him.

Sometimes he hated himself for triggering your alarms and making it harder for you, but he knew it was neither his fault nor was it yours.

Growth and pain are two key elements that come arm in arm with love, and fights are an unpreventable part of any kind of relationship. For all that, he always ended up blaming himself for making you question your worth to him when he can't even sleep without you happily cuddling his side.

Softly, lovingly, he started prepping tender kisses over your cheeks, nose, forehead, chin, temples, all over your flushed face.

It worked like watching waving fields of green wheat dancing with the wind, your storm started to slowly die down and your heart felt at ease again. slowly, but definitely.

Smiling ever so affectionately, Yoongi sealed his reassurance with a loving kiss that consumed you whole, and it left the corners of your mouth curving up in a dazzling smile. You nuzzled his chest and sighed.

“I really hate fighting with you.” you mumbled into his clothed chest, drained and light headed from all the crying and nearly-a-panic-attack you went through.

“I know, I'm sorry. I hate it too." he whispered back.

There was a pause of comfortable silence, with both of you breathing each other in, before he wondered aloud: “did you fall down the stairs? are you okay?”

You chuckled breathily at his question, recalling the hysteria he had to deal with just a few minutes ago. But Yoongi was there, right beside you. your arms were tightly wrapped around his torso, right by your side.

He had some kind of exceptionally irrepressible magic in those fierce eyes and that gummy smile of his, you inarguably couldn’t be more grateful for that.

“I'm alright. Was too busy crying, I didn’t even feel a thing to be honest.” you said, and he giggled.

“I love when you’re clumsy like that, but please be more careful, muffin. Can’t have you hurting yourself because of me even more." Even with your face buried into the crook of his neck, you could feel and hear the heavy pout in that comment.

Huffing, you leaned away with furrowed brows and a strict gaze. Yoongi gulped. Hesitation took over him, yet he knew that honesty is the only thing that must be present to drive this conversation to an end.

Honestly brings clarity, he found himself reminding himself of that very often.

"as long as we take care of each other, it's okay. I love you." you affirmed, and perhaps Yoongi almost teared up because of the way you looked at him right then and there. He wouldn't utter a word to spoil that information out loud, though.

The shy grin and the flushed cheeks you were met with were worth risking the entire world and its eight billion residents. You couldn't help but smile and pull him into another hug.

"This is great and all, but my butt is numbed. I think there's no blood flowing down there anymore," he said, his heart swooning when you giggled at his humorous change of topic, so relieved that he was finally able to hear your brightness again.

"Let's go back to rest, darling." He stood up, grabbed your hand and squeezed it in his, then gently pulled your body up and dragged you to your shared bedroom, where everything and everyone else meant little to nothing at all as you laid in each other's arms.

#yoongi x reader #yoongi #bts #yoongi scenarios #yoongi drabble #yoongi fluff #bts scenarios #bts yoongi #yoongi angst #hurt/comfort #suga fluff #bts fluff #suga angst #suga fic #abandoment issues #bts imagines #bts fic

[lovepookie]

₊˚ෆ Green Light - l.hs

♡︎ sypnosis: in which you have a staring problem—and lee heeseung notices. the weirdest part? he’s totally into that. he just needs the traffic light to turn green to make a move. did you like him like he’s come to like you? find out next episode! on-

♡ genre: fluff, college au, fem!reader, crack, strangers to lovers

♡ 3.4k word count

♡ warnings: uhh cussing, stalker-ish?, stalking mentioned as a joke, please let me know if you’d like me to add any!

♡︎ nano note: hello lovelies! i’m trying to feed the hee-stans so i really hope u guys like this. feedback is much appreciated! (this may or not have been inspired by the song greenlight by 5sos lmao) may or may not write a part 2 idk lmk. xoxo

.♡.

You saw the way the corners of his lips turned up at his friend’s joke. He was so entrancing, and you didn’t know why. Literally every little move would have your breath hitched in your throat. It was actually kind of annoying. You watched him as he blew his hair out of his eyes, leaning back in his chair in a lazy way. He was just so attractive.

But why?

You’re not sure. You let your mind wander in almost anger as you try to compose yourself.

“Yah! Heeseung there she goes again.” Sunghoon whisper yells in a teasing manner.

Heeseung feels his ears turn warm and refuses to look in your direction.

“Ahhh your secret admirer?” Niki leant in, a playful smirk gracing his lips as he put his full trust in the chair he was sitting on, leaning back on the back two legs to support himself in the air. The professor had told him multiple times about not doing the dangerous act.

Did he listen?

No.

“Leave it alone.” Heeseung mumbles, picking up his pen and spinning it throughout his fingers as he looked down at his notebook. It wasn’t like he was taking notes or anything, the professor was late again to the lecture so everyone was conversating about as they waited.

“You should talk to her.” Jay said nonchalantly, a bubble gum lolipop in his mouth.

“Yeah~ You should~” Niki says as he giggles and bumps his shoulder into Heeseung’s. All Heeseung could do was blush further.

It wasn’t like he was new to the attention, he’d always had an admirer or two, but this felt different.

He’d always liked a couple of the people who took interest in him first, but it was always a sort of physical and straight off the back type of attraction. He was just like Jake and Sunghoon; having many girls lurk his way, but only the popular and pretty ones were the one’s they gave actual chances to.

But you?

This was different.

He’d be lying if he said he couldn’t say why. He had taken notice of your stares one day and had thought nothing of it. You were probably just another admirer. Right?

But one day, he decided to meet your eyes and smile at you for once. And low and behold, he wasn’t sure if it was the best or worst thing to ever happen to him because all you did was stare back. You seemed slightly caught off guard for just a moment, but your gaze never relented. It felt like a a couple seconds at most before his friends nudged him out of it, but damn. He felt so entranced through such a little interaction. The boys took notice of this of course, and now they tease him for it, but he didn’t really care. During the stare down, it felt so…

Different.

He’s given a girl the eyes before, but when he stared at you and you stared back unafraid and even unfazed, he suddenly felt as if maybe he’d been caught checking you out. It lit a fire in his stomach and released the butterflies from their cage—sappy enough to say.

From that day on, he had grown interested in the girl who stared. Almost no emotions could be read from your eyes, so Heeseung felt like he’d remember it forever.

What could he say?

He didn’t understand why he suddenly gained fondness for your cold unfaltering eyes.

He just knew it all felt…

Different.

-

There he was again.

You sighed as the pretty grey-haired boy had rounded the campus hallway, going in the opposite direction that you were headed out of.

Your breath hitches as you took him and his friends in.

Well, more like just him.

He was tall and lean, but strong within himself and the laugh he let out made you feel weird. He was very attractive. You couldn’t quite place a reason why, but you felt it—the steady feeling of your heartbeat speeding up.

After indulging yourself with a few glances, you decided to place an earphone in your ear and go on with your day.

Maybe the song you were listening to had reminded you of him—you’d never admit it though because by this point in your infatuation you were just trying to seal away any and all ideas of him. If it was up to you, you’d forget the lingering thoughts of him altogether.

You saw the way he looked at you too.

Still.

As far as you were concerned; you had no chance with Heeseung.

That was just reality.

One foot hovering over the gas pedal—yet the red-light never changes.

-

“Guess who’s here…” Jake says as he swings his arm around Heeseung.

Heeseung’s eyes go up from his phone as he looked around almost instinctively and found you. You had your headphones in and wore a pretty moonstone necklace around your neck—but this time your eyes weren’t on him. He watched as you wandered the hallway and scrolled through your phone, most likely to pick out a song. He wandered what songs you’d be listening to; what songs would you specifically take the time to seek out? Did they sound pretty and soothing like your demeanor, or were they loud and abrupt like your gaze?

Heeseung cursed himself for thinking of someone this way.

He didn’t know why he did if he was being completely honest. It was like one glance from you and his whole world changed. To this day he refuses to aknowledge where the butterflies came from.

“Bro at this point, you’re the stalker.” Sunghoon joked, gaining a laugh from Niki and an elbow to the stomach from Sunoo.

“Hey, just because she stares at him doesn’t mean she’s a stalker, genius.” Sunoo mutters.

Jake just chuckles.

“I don’t know. I’d say they’re both stalkers.” Jungwon chimes in, running through a bag of mini chocolate chip cookies like he was a thief in a jewelry store.

“Hey, you say all that but I saw you eyeing her sister. She’s a Sophomore right? Like Sunoo?” Jay states, snatching the cookie bag and chomping down.

“Jungwon likes the Noona’s?!?” Jake teases, eyes going wide.

“Y-yah!” Jungwon yelps, eyebrows furrowed fiercely in contrast to his pink puffed up cheeks.

Heeseung’s eyes widened.

So you had family on campus?

Interesting.

He wandered if you two were close; he’d always been close to his brother.

Heeseung pauses as he realizes he’s curious about your family affairs but after scolding himself a bit inwardly, Niki’s voice brings him back to Earth. “Oooh~ Maybe Jungwon-hyung and Hee-hyung can go on a double date.” Niki suggests, a playful look in his eyes as he towers over his hyungs.

He was a big baby at the end of the day—they didn’t know how he skipped a grade and became a Freshman with Jungwon to be honest.

“Okay pipe down, she’s getting closer.” Heeseung mumbles, his large hand going on the back of Niki’s neck threateningly. The boys quieted down with teasing smiles on their faces as they came up on you in the hallway. In an effort to not be obvious, they achieve the opposite as you get closer and closer.

“Watch this.” Sunghoon whispers, before Heeseung’s eyes go wide.

Within a millisecond, Sunghoon’s hands are pulling at the back of Jungwon’s backpack and dragging him along to stand in front of you. The group can’t help but to stare wide-eyed at the sudden and bold interaction.

“Ummm…Y/n, Is it?” Sunghoon mutters out as Jungwon flails around trying to desperately get out of his grip.

You look up from your phone at the sudden presence in front of your walkway as well as because of the close new voice. When you meet eyes with Sunghoon, his handsome and intimidating ones are still no match for your guarded and undesiring ones.

“Hi? can I help you?” You ask, now sparing a glance to the group in front of you, a dozen plus eyes staring back. For a moment you lock eyes with Heeseung as—for what you’d like to say came from your imagination—his brows soften.

“Oh- well uh, you see, this kid right here is Mr. Yang and he was wondering if your sister was single….” Sunghoon says, gathering his confidence as he talked.

You take notice of the boy in his grasp and how he straightens up at the question. He grimaces but still stares at you expectantly. If he had been coerced into this, he seemed to be equally as interested in your response now.

“Uhh…yeah. She’s single. But not for long.” You state.

Truthfully, you had no interest in any of this, but the countless hours your sister would speak of this Jungwon kid had you wanting to stir the pot a bit.

You knew who they all were. You knew all of their names, courtesy of Heeseung—yet you never let your sister know her crush was also your crush’s friend.

“Oh?” Sunghoon asks, getting more and more comfortable being cheeky as the minutes went by.

“What do you mean not for long? Is someone currently talking to her?” He asks. You scoff as you look down to your shoes, and when you look up you let a small smile give way.

Heeseung feels his heart sink to his ass.

He’d never really seen you do that before.

You were very pretty and your smile did things to his stomach. It left him wondering what a laugh or a wide playfull smile from you would do to him.

“Well…I’m not sure…what was the name she keeps talking about?…” You ask out loud and look around as if to gather your thoughts.

“Was it Jungwon?…” You see the dimpled-boys’ eyes light up.

“…Or Sunghoon?” You pause in thought.

All of the boys’ eyes go wide. Sunghoon let’s his grip on Jungwon go as they stand speachless.

“Or was it…a short international name? I’m not sure.” You say wafting your hand in the air nonchalantly and watching as Jay, Jake and even the possible Niki go tense.

Heeseung watches in amazement as he quickly reads up on how you’re speaking and carrying yourself as if you were executing a play of some sort; your theatrics and persuasive words doing just enough to fool his dumbass friends.

You quickly do a scan over the friend group and see shocked faces, along with a grumpy looking Jungwon.

He quickly turns to you.

“Thank you for your time. I apologize for the inconvenience.” Jungwon utters before he’s grabbing Sunghoons arm to lead him back to the group for a nice and easy talking.

You let a giggle slip as they walk away, not realizing how gullible they would be.

Going back to your headphones and playing your music again in order to switch gears to leave, you decide maybe the sad love songs were too melancholy right now. That was quite a fun interaction that just played out, if you do say so yourself. This time, a love song shuffled from your playlist but before you could get far enough away from the group of boys, your music blasts out loud due to your wires not being plugged into your phone correctly.

You panic and start to fidget to fetch your phone back out of your pocket, the lyrics of love ringing through the halls.

“And it feels like oooh~ you don’t know my name~” The woman of the song sings out melodically. The smooth R&B sounds that follow really catch onto the baseboards and walls of the open hallway, and you curse yourself for walking near the music rooms to get to class. When you finally get a grip on the situation and pause the music, your cheeks are red in color and your heartbeat is at a steady and quick pace. It was at this moment you realized how fucked wires really were and that you needed a Bluetooth upgrade.

As if on cue, a tap to your shoulder pulls you into even more embarrassment as you turn around to take a look at the suspect. You lock eyes with him.

Large pupils softly looking into yours; the nerves you take notice of in them are almost overshadowed by a courageous type of interest.

“H-hi.” He utters out, almost like a whisper.

Still, you catch what he says.

“Hi.” You say back, realizing you’re probably doing that thing again with your eyes where you lock onto a target and analyze it carefully.

You were aware of this habit of yours—and man so was Heeseung. But this time, it was different.

He’d never seen you so up close and personal before. He realized you were shorter than he expected up close, his stature peering down at you to connect your eyes with his. Your eyes were back doing the thing again he noted, but my oh my your rosy cheeks accompanied them so prettily, he forgets the whole reason he even walked over.

After hearing your small response back to him, it takes him a bit to respond, snapping out of the hold your gaze held on him as soon as he realizes that you are just waiting for a response; the two of you just staring at each other in the middle of the hall. His cheeks match yours in crimson. His hand goes up to rub the nape of his neck.

He still never breaks eye contact with you.

“I- uh…I know what you did back there.” He says, unable to look away. You tilt your head sideways in confusion, and Heeseung swears his heart is about to jump out of his chest and run away for everyone in eyeshot to see.

“I…My friends? They just asked you about your sister and I wanted to say you were really good at messing with them. It was charming.” He finishes, looking back and forth between your eyes.

You blush further.

Charming?

Was he really talking about you to you right now?

“Oh- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lie, just thought I’d stir the pot a bit…” You mutter, and now your eyes are searching in each of his.

He starts to smile when he takes notice of this.

It’s almost as if the words being spoken held no meaning, the real conversation happening between eye contact—words being merely a sad excuse so that you two could watch each other up close; study each others intentions through your eyes.

His smile goes wider as he takes in each of your words and tries to multitask, and he finds himself pulling apart esch of your words so he can understand them—having no time to stop the current conversation happening silently.

“Uhm, can i ask you a question?” He asks after another pause. You stare up at him curiously now.

“Sure…”

He smiles as he continues to locate your soul through your eyes. Heeseung knew how he felt. He knew that what he felt very well might be overflowing admiration and curiosity for you.

He liked you.

And despite that it all started with catching you staring at him first, he still felt like he needed to know your intentions.

Did you really feel the same?

Was he special? Different in any way?

“…What color are my shoes…?” He questions, almost like a whisper again. You hear his words and kind of just stand there as you look up, a little confused for a second.

Heeseung chuckles and looks away for the first time in what feels like hours. When his eyes meet yours again, he’s leaning forward, his hands behind his back as he towers over you.

“I said, what color are my shoes?” He repeats, this time a little more confidently.

You knew this was a challenge by his body language; keep your eyes up top and answer the question.

Without looking down you try to rack your brain for the color of his shoes.

White?

Black?

Fucking red?

You don’t know, you don’t stare at his shoes, you’re too busy looking at-

Oh.

Heeseung watches as the realization pops up on your face. He was asking this because it was a reflection of your attention on him.

Heeseung’s shoes were bright green today.

We’re talking neon-neocity green.

The rest of his outfit was all black because he got ready this morning in a rush out of fear of being late for his morning lectures.

And so when you couldn’t answer despite him catching your glances throughout the day, he knew he had his own answer. No, this didn’t proclaim your love for him—but the interest was there, he could tell by the way you looked away for the first time during this conversation, your blush never settling, eyebrows furrowing.

If he didn’t know better, you were madly in love with him. Or so he’d like to think.

The fact of the matter is, if he’d caught your eyes so many times today, why didn’t you know the color? Don’t people who like someone else capture everything about them? What was Heeseung’s thought process? Simple.

In the many weeks he’s caught you staring it was always at him. His face, the back of his head, his side profile. This sole fact and your reaction right now let him know that you were worried that you wore your heart on your sleeve—that you were too obvious in the feelings you conveyed with your eyes. That maybe you were aware of the fact that he knew you’d been watching him relentlessly.

Your face read that you had been caught.

After quickly looking down at his shoes and seeing the godforsaken brightest color in the universe, you can’t help but grimace even more.

“They’re- they’re green. And they’re just shoes-“ You try to get out, but your words are cut off when you look back up and Heeseung’s eyes are smiling with him. For a second you see them glance at your lips, and just like that, you were done with this conversation.

“It was nice meeting you Heeseung, but i have to go.”

Your heart was pounding in your rib cage and it, accompanied with the empty feeling in your stomach, made you feel like you were going to be sick any minute now.

He was terrible; terribly attractive and he knew it.

Heeseung watches as you leave, a laugh leaving his pretty upturned lips.

“Catch you later!” He yells out, cupping his hands around his mouth to get his voice to carry over to your quickly fading figure.

“I love that song too!” He finishes, smiling like a love-sick idiot puppy, forgetting how to walk, learning how to see and trying to adapt.

He looked like a complete moron, stumbling in the halls and looking past strangers in order to continue to watch you go.

He didn’t know why.

But you lit him on fire and kept him feeling warm.

It was a small interaction—but one he’d never forget.

“Hyu-“

“Hyu!”

“HYUNG!” A loud voice rings out, taking Heeseung out of his love-coma.

He snaps his head back to his friend group and is suddenly aware of their presence altogether. Heesung can’t help his smile from falling as he realizes they just saw him do…well…all of that.

“You should’ve seen yourself-“ Jake laughs, running up to him with the others trailing; all with the most painfully teasing grins painted on their faces.

“Shut up.” Heeseung says pointedly, his blush looking worse on his ears and cheeks and along his nose bridge as he flatlines his face in an attempt to hide any and all emotion.

Safe to say, his deadpan doesn’t work.

“Oh my god! He looked so whipped- it reminds me of that one loser-in-love squidward meme!” Niki jokes, laughing with Sunoo.

Yes, even Sunoo was clowning on him; or at least laughing at the circus.

“Please be quiet.”

“Nah, but did you hear him?? wHaT COLoR aRE mY shOeS?!” Sunghoon mocks, slapping a giggling Jungwon’s shoulder.

As if one cue, Niki and Jake both mimic Heeseung’s lean forward which sends the group into a laughing mess. Jay grabs onto his stomach as he wheezes about, the whole group unable to hide their amusement. Heeseung sighs as he lets himself be ripped apart by his friends.

Whatever.

It wasn’t too serious.

As they continued on and dragged him about as they walked through the halls, he went nonchalantly, tuning them out to the best of his ability. With the way they yelled and loudly laughed, he wouldn’t be surprised if the whole school had learned of his little crush.

Still, he didn’t mind. He trudged along, staring down at his shoes with a slight smile. He liked you, and as far as he was concerned, you did too.

All signs pointed to yes—and they were painted a bright neon green.

The light had finally changed colors after waiting for so long; It was go time.

Heeseung was going to make you his.

2024 © lovepookie

♡︎ please do not plagarize, repost, copy or translate any of my works. thank you.

#. . . nanowrites #lovepookie/au.doc #enhypen fic #lee heeseung #heeseung au #enhypen fanfiction #heeseung #enhypen x reader #enhypen x female reader #enha x reader #enha fluff #enha #enha imagines #enha scenarios #enha heeseung #heeseung fluff #lee heesung x reader #heeseung x reader #heeseung x you #heeseung x yn #heesung enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen masterlist #enhypen au #enhypen

[calware]

TT: ‘Sup. TG: sup TG: this definitely won’t get confusing TT: Are you kidding me? It's about as downright comprehensive as it could ever get. TG: glad were on the same page TG: might as well be in the same paragraph with how on the same page we are TT: I’d wager we’ve even made it down to the exact sentence. TG: hell yeah we have TG: my brain is short circuitin here tryin to keep track of whos talking @_@ TT: Just leave the short-circuiting to me then, ok? TG: at least jas had the decency to change her color to a unique hex lmao TT: Of course. As if I wasn't civilized.

TT: You’re part housecat. TT: Emphasis on the “house” prefix. What sort of stray do you take me for? TG: O_O TG: woah lets back up on the snarky broad infighting and set the record straight here cause by scratching our session TG: we created your universe ie chronologically we take precedent TG: ie we get dibs TG: ie rose and i shouldnt have to change colors  TT: Oh hell no. Ain’t no way I'm changing my text color a second time. TG: yeah and u guys were made from our genes soooo technically we were here first TG: that may be true for you two but i *know* dirk made hal when he was 13 so ill keep chilling over here with the red text rights TT: That text has composed my entire nonphysical self for the past 3 years. I’d argue I’m more deserving of its hue. TT: Are we really just going to bicker the entire time? TG: Only ten minutes into a conversation and we’re already at each other’s throats. TG: hal tbf u started it lool TT: … TT: ……… TG: …………… TT: ………………………… TG: what r all tha dots 4……………… TG: WAIT CRAP TG: aaaughh dave u tricked me!! using proper punctuation and everythin TT: It seems there simply aren’t enough colors in the rainbow to sustain our familial unit. Pity. TT: Hey, first I’m losing my text color and now I gotta give up my beloved speech pattern? I might as well saw off my totally new and legit arms while I’m at it. TT: We could always switch over to hemotyping! TG: oh my god jas youre a genius TG: NOOOOOOOOOOO WHAT TT: Yes. That’d be hilarious. TG: signnn am i gonna have 2 double check ur initials every time one of u sends a message now… TT: Sure, you could. TT: But how can you be sure it wasn’t Dirk who just sent that? We still use the same account, you know. TG: GAHH ARE YOU KIDDIN ME TT: Don’t worry Rox, I’m just messin’ with you. TT: Or am I. TG: this family is a nightmare

#this post was a nightmare to format #html text #colored text #there's context for this conversation but you're not gonna get it #homestuck #i say things #🧃 #dave strider #💾 #hal strider #lil hal #autoresponder #auto responder #🍷 #roxy lalonde #rose #rose lalonde #🔮 #pesterlog #calware.txt

[imrllytootiredforthis]

cy i have so many ideas its crazy 😭😭

when i was in high school i hated my chemistry classes 💀💀but now when i think about it... yk in some classrooms especially where biology and chemistry classes are held there is a small room attached to them like a storeroom? where they have all the equipment and supplies ? lmao this is already so long but i just needed to describe it, it gets better i promise

so like yesterday i randomly remembered one of my chemistry classes and suddenly i thought abt soob in those glasses like you know, the black ones ..him in a doctor's coat and..the other students are in class totally unaware of what two new teachers are doing in the storeroom😋😋damn just,, making out w him all while having ur knee between his crotch?? ordering him to be quiet or else everyone will find out what a slut their new chem teacher is (he'd secretly love it, we all know the boy is a slut for degradation and humiliation)😔he'd whimper soso much he wants more and he needs more, he's so riled up,, practically drooling but the fact that he can't have u fuck the brains out of him now makes him practically cry and beg to stop,, the pleasure is too much to handle☹️☹️(u could literally swear at him😭😭i bet he'd let out a couple of moans at that😴)

PLS THIS IS SO LONG,,,i couldn't stop myself cause begging soob>> idk whats gotten into me lately but ig i have a tiny thing for exhibitionism?😩😩no but fr its so hot?

p.s. im glaad ur here for the weekend 😭😭i'll patiently wait for ur official comeback ❣️

i saw this right when i woke up...and jesus, i love you so, so much because😵‍💫😵‍💫

are you, by chance talking abt this soob?...

him in a white lab coat😵‍💫😵‍💫

okay, okay

class started 10 minutes ago. the students are confused, checking the time, emailing their two new teachers to the class, some are even straight-up leaving, muttering about a waste of time

most stay, wondering if they just forgot or got stuff in traffic or something else

completely unaware to the fact that in the little storage closet off to the side of the room...

their pretty professor is shoved up against the wall, pinned with his arms beside his head, lip tugged between his teeth, panting and whining as he grinds down on your knee.

god, he's so needy, trying to quietly beg for more, gasping at the feeling of your teeth grazing his neck

"y'know, this isn't very professional professor choi," you start, pulling away, too composed when all he can do is let out the neediest little mewl, trying to reach his high while tears form in his eyes.

"d-don't care!" he tries to pull his hands away, cup himself and get the stimulation you're just barely giving him but your grip is iron strong, smile all too teasing and all too mean. "just m-make me feel good! please, wan', wan' you to fuck me!"

you press your thigh up against him hard. "right when all of our students are just outside, huh? want them to know that their professor is in here getting fucked like a slut?"

the moan he lets out is nothing less than completely ruined and very, very loud, reverberating through the small room in a way that would've been so hot if not where you were

his hand is free suddenly, as you slap a hand over his mouth, his eyes going wide. "shut up, you slut," you hiss,

the tears fall and you can feel drool building up behind your hand, he can't help himself, his head going on overdrive, his free hand gripping the bottom of your leg, fucking himself desperately against it.

"please, please, please," he whimpers, words garbled against your hand. "more, need more!"

#inbox💌 #soobin smut #sub soobin #sub!soobin #txt smut #sub txt #sub!txt #hard thoughts #txt hard thoughts #dom reader #dom!reader #d7dream<3 #ideas👀

[sweetlypunk]

OUTLAWS X READER Headcanons

this for that poll I did and Jason Todd headcanons won, but with a twist. Just writing something to cheer me up after someone made me cry:

i don’t have the money to read all the comics so pls bare with me and my knowledge exclusive from social media and dc pages that need better summary.

• Reader has Scarlet witch like powers. (Wanda in DC lmao)

• you trained with Constantine for a few years, until you met Jason and joined his emo group

• It’s more like a team with Roy and Jason but ofc pairing up with the iconic group from time to time

• Everyone is helplessly in love with you, but in different ways.

• You were kind to Bizarro from moment one, never making him feel like a monster. you have used your powers to soothe his mind, which he appreciates

• “you’re so ugly” “you don’t look like a princess”

• “aw Bizarro, you are too nice”

• you bought him a Black Canary vinyl, and he declared his love for you right then and there

• Artemis and you might have had a rough start, but eventually became close, too close

• You helped her see her strength in her own inside war

• She respects strong women, and knows one when she sees her. So she had a great respect for you, as you for her.

• eventually she might have had a small crush on you, though crushes are not her thing.

• you guys complain about the guys way too much (And you love it)

• Pls Roy thinks you are hot and that’s enough for him to love you.

• though you are pretty cool too. (And he’s aware of the fact that you can easily kill him)

• you both enjoy listening to punk bands and feel like rebel kids. Is fun.

• you also mock Jay together, he hates it.

• Roy and Artemis have gotten into fights while pulling you to each of their sides because of who should be the one to take you out

• “I’m the hottest redhead” “you’re the dumbest redhead”

• “Jason is also a redhead..?” “He is a fake redhead. He doesn’t deserve you”

• Jokes on them, while they keep fighting you are glancing towards Jason, who is just sitting with his legs propped up on a table, reading away

• he looks cute.

• but don’t tell him.

• honestly, you don’t know what’s going on with Jason. You are attracted to him, and you know he is towards you too.

• he is just so complicated

• sometimes the burning sensation of the Lazarus Pit gets the best of him and he loses it, his anger taking control. Luckily you are always there for him.

• your magic soothes him and helps him compose himself.

• you stay with your foreheads touching while you match your breathing. Waiting for him to take control over on his own.

• Sometimes just your touch, w/o magic, is enough to calm him. That sweet reminder that not every touch from a foreign skin on his means pain.

• the only pain you could ever cause him is in his heart.

• but he won’t tell you that. (Or to himself)

• you actually met when he was Robin, but you were a civilian, and neither of you recall much. You more than him though.

• someone once called you wannabes Justice Leaguers, You all showed your appreciation for the comment <3 🔪

• most of the justice league either doesn’t know about you, or are too scared to come close. Your ex-mentors love u tho (supes is another story, kay?)

• you all are just fun, traumatized friends hanging out

• they are your found family, and you wouldn’t change them for anything <3

#not exactly what y’all probably expected but yeah #had this idea on my mind for a while #anyone want more thoughts on them?? because I live this au #anyways #love ya #jason todd #red hood #red hood outlaws #jason todd x reader #artemis grace #bizarro #roy harper #arsenal #incorrect outlaws quotes #red hood x reader #roy harper x reader #Artemis grace outlaws #sweet writes

[subskz]

bb was just that good, i couldn’t contain myself from composing a thesis on it… 😭 but! i have a question for you: what are some habits you think bf!skz would have? for one, i feel like seungmin would totally sit on you like an oversized lapdog even though there’s a perfectly fine chair right there, just to annoy you, kinda like that one clip of him sitting on jeongin n just declaring “MY BED” 😭 (maybe one time you start bouncing your leg between his thighs to teach him a lesson 🤭) tbh seungmin would intentionally be cheeky and tease you all the time cus secretly he likes it when you manhandle him <3

— 🌸

ur so sweet 😭 the structure, length, and thoroughness of a thesis indeed…u really touched my heart!!

oversized lapdog seungmo is so cute and SO TRUE!! he goes full mischevious puppy when he sees ur empty lap esp if ur like jeongin and are picky abt when ur in the mood for skinship…he slumps into u w the most self-satsified open-mouthed grin on his face, settling his hands neatly between his legs and wiggling around like crazy just to bother u as much as possible (and to work u up, but he’s not nearly as slick abt it as he thinks hehe) even if he’s bigger than you, the instant u decide to retaliate he just goes completely limp in your lap, parting his thighs for u to wedge ur leg in between them and leaning fully against your chest when you rest ur hand on his neck and pull him back 🥰 he would definitely make a smug comment abt how ur sooo obsessed w him, even when he’s the one sprawled shamelessly on ur lap

i think lino is also prone to throwing himself on top of u as if he’s weightless lmao he is always on the lookout for a lap to occupy in true kitty fashion (remembering when binnie was complaining that lino sat in his lap when there were so many chairs around and lino was like “there’s none -_-” all pouty) when he’s feeling clingy he will absolutely throw his leg over you to trap u close to him bc even his affection has to come in the most annoying way possible…god forbid he lets u think he actually wants to cuddle w you!! if u try to shake him off all u get is his smug, satisfied lil hums or him making himself even heavier ontop of you…luckily the way his thighs are wrapped around you gives you the perfect opportunity to press yourself against him n tease him back~

also…i cant not mention hyune and his love for pictures!! jeongin and seungmin too hehe they might be a lil insufferable abt it, asking u to take a million pictures of them in barely varying poses wherever you go, stopping every few blocks for another photoshoot bc they think a certain wall looks cool, archiving every outfit they’ve ever worn…but they also love to take pics of u in return, lots of candid photos when ur not looking, esp if u don’t wanna make a scene in public for ur pics like they do. i think hyunjin would be especially whiny abt you letting him photograph you, nothing can stop his creative pisces vision…u could just be walking down the street and suddenly he’s gasping “stay just like that!!!” before snapping pics from every angle, fawning over u like ur number one fan <3 and ofc since all 3 of them love keeping memories through photos, it’s only right that u take the prettiest pics of them after theyve been completely and utterly wrecked by you…for safekeeping 🙏

#ask #🌸 anon #💌 seungmo #💌 lino #💌 hyunie #💌 innie

[mihwee]

hi... ive been eyeing ur list recently...

why is raffaelo on the waiting list for so long im gonna froth at the mouth PLEASEE

Anyways... will you a m!top!reader oneshot w raffaelo (the villainess is a marionette) hehehe... but please include lace/lingerie. also, slight dirty talk? Thanks~

"Such a good fucking boy"

Bottom!Raphael x Top!Male!Reader.

s.y.s: (i forgot sypnosis arent the characters thoughts 💀) rafaello wears a feminine cloth that can barely cover any of his body parts as per your request. I guess your puppy eyes were just so irreristible to him. He trusts you this much to humilliate himself this way;; he guesses. — Feeling bashfull with Milky skin on display, he averts your prying gaze that already seems to be fucking the life out of him.

TAGS: feminization, Lace, Lingerie, (Bra,Thong, And Thigh-highs. Dont ask me where u got it from u just got it LMAOO) Anal sex, blowjob (receiving), Groping, praise kink, PRAISE KINK in all capitals Etc. Explicit smut. (Rafaello's extra sensitive) u kinda lick his ears lmao , Missionary

WARNING: EXPLICIT NSFW and cursing (reader has a pp 👍) raph has implied mysophobia but isnt disgusted when it comes to yew (ik ik cliche)

Setting: Raphaels office, midnight

MINORS 13 AND UNDER DNI IN GEN. MINORS UNDER 16 DO NOT REQUEST.

Hi hi back again~

nd, .emno! Lmfaoo my bad

I completley forgot about it anyways... im here to serve nonetheless. Plus muscular men in feminine clothing makes me go crazy...IM SERIOUSLY NOT JOKING i was js so busy and caught up with shs i forgot ever creating public fics of fucking these manhwa dudes (euntae hwang u r not safe even if ur webtoon alrdy ended)

I also made a broken ring reference~ lets see if u can find it yessir

"Come on raphael, dont be wary of me." You spoke, voice tinged with delight. Raphael coudnt help but shudder. He feels so... exposed. So vulnerable. He averts his gaze to avoid your prying eyes, taking up every inch of his figure. "You can take that robe off." You leaned in, whispering close to the ends of his ear.

"Yes.. y-yes i know.. just give me a second." He managed to mutter out. Trapped between the figure of your body and the ends of his oak wood desk. Raphael felt his breath hitch as he tried to compose himself, unsure of why he even dolled himself up in such shamefull clothes.

He scrunched his eyesbrows, his face hot from the heat. his fingers managed to get ahold of the robes tie. Untying it with need as you snuggled your face deep into the crook of his neck. Your hands firm on the desk hes sitting on.

As he managed to loosen the ties, your eyes immediately went to take a look on the brallete. Hugging his firm chest that looks so out-of-place. The straps of the bra digging onto his broad shoulders and cupping his tits awkwardly. Then... to his cock. Laying inside a thin piece of black fabric that he wanted to hide by squeezing his thighs. Also covered in a translucent piece of fabric, digging onto the flesh of his legs.

This is quite the dream, you snickered. Your hands aching with need to palm every inch of his body. What is there to hide? You hummed. His face clear of pure embarassment. Waiting for a response as he clenched his fist.

"Dont...dont just stare." He managed to speak. Barely above a whisper. And quite unlike of him. A sought out bachelor of the empire, and a Proud knight. Wearing such things, doing... such things. He felt himself burn with even more embarassment. Yet he feels a odd sense of comfort, it doesnt feel disgusting when you touch him. He presumes. It.. doesnt feel bad at all. And it made him ache, ache to finally Touch and love someone without feeling like you've got shit shoved down your throat.

You grinned a little, placing soft pecks on the corner of his neck. still not roaming your hands onto his tempting body.

He stiffled his breath a little, managing to keep his patience intact. Feeling so desperate and needy for the first time, that it made his skin burn. His lower abdomen fluttering, his eyes slightly widening as you kissed his earlobe. Putting soft pecks for him to remember and reminiscence for the rest of the week. Your hand snaking up gently and palming his thighs, the fabric soft under your touch.

"dont do that.. hah..." he breathed out, covering his mouth by his hand. "Why not?" You laughed. You breath hot against his ears.

"It.. it makes me feel strange." he muttered.

Yet you let out a soft giggle, tilting your head to lick and softly bite his ear under your teeth.

"But i havent done anything strange yet?"

.

.

"Ah..." raphael softly grunted, shaky as he saw your Cock tap his lip. His face red and hands clenched to a fist between his thighs. Raphael looked up at You, Unsure of what to do. Yet you just chuckled, "you dont need to if you dont want to. Sweetheart." Yet the raven stood his ground, firmly. "No.. no i can.. i will take it." He muttered. His hand reaching up to position your cock on the front of his lips. His hot breath evident on your tip. "We...hah...already reached this far." He mumbled. His eyes half lidded as he opened his mouth, enveloping your tip.

As seconds passed, raphael looked more frustrated. More and more the way he coudnt take your dick down to the base and envelop it fully, Yet you were always there to whisper sweet praises, so much, too much that it made him shudder. Raphael pants out, taking his mouth off your cock to catch his breath. And his rough hand taking the place, picking up pace as he jacked you off with a mix of precum and salivia.

The way you called for his name, your hand softly touching his hair as a way to plead him to keep going, to keep being so good for you. It made him feel all warm inside that he has never felt for another person. And maybe because you were letting him do what he wants to do, and not forcing him to it. "Just like that, Ah.. fuck." Your voice hitched, his teary red eyes looking up at you with a pleading expression.

His robe draped onto his muscular figure, his hand stroking your cock in sync with his mouth, what kind of heaven is this? And fuck. His plump lips that stretched around your cock drove you insane. It turned you on even more at the fact your conserved lover is also.. well quite enjoying this. By the fact that raphaels cock strained under the lacy thong.

"Raphael." You breathed out his name. You cock pulsating needily inside his mouth.

Raphael looks up at you with curiosity, stopping at his tracks as your cock made a dent onto his cheek. "Ah... fuckk..." you cursed.

"Come on sweetheart." You grunted, pulling him up from the ground and gently pushing him on the desk you were sitting on. And not even a moment later, raphaels needy expression, was soon eliciting sounds you were dying to hear.

His voice was quite low, husky and deep. Breathless even, still trying to process the thought of sucking your cock about 5 minutes earlier. "Haah...hah.." he moaned. Shuddering under your touch. Groping his thighs gently, feeling the untouched parts of his body THAT if you were a random person, he'd probbably be killing.

Raphael bit his lip. Feeling you lick up a stripe on his neck as you let his leg rest onto your shoulder. His low voice quite muffled as he felt your slick cock thrust against his clothed one. Feeling more turned on than ever.

You panted, stroking your cock a little as you pushed your fingers deep into your mouth. Prepping your fingers at his tight entrance. And yet, raphael felt himself harden at the sight. He whimpered. Anticipating from whats about to come next.

"Thats it, good boy. Breathe, in and out.." you murmured. Kissing him on the lips as you let your fingers circle around his tight rear. He choked as his legs bended, his knees shoulder level as he held onto you for dear Heavens.

Raphael let out a a uncomfortable moan, your first finger sliding in. Slowly by slowly, till it reached to your knuckle. He shifted, his ass clenching and unclencing awkwardly. "Shh, Stay still sweetheart. You wont be able to take all of me at this rate." You whispered. Laughing softly as you Licked and rubbed his ear under your teeth. Making him shudder in pleasure.

As your second finger went in, raphael let out a hitched whine. Feeling your two digits slowly pump in and out of him. Scissoring his insides with almost electrifying like prescision. The thong he was wearing was soaked, soaked with his precum and your own dick juice from earlier.

"Y-Y/N. Do not tease me any further. I will.. i cant.. i-.. nngh." Raphaels words were cut, cut into desperate breathless sentences. And that spurred you on even more, you cant take it anymore either. With one sigh, you leaned back and kissed his fabric-clad calf. His thong underneath your fingers as you pulled your digits out, making him whine at the loss.

Yet he gasped, another much more larger intruision teasing him. Teasing him at his very rear end. Raphael averted your gaze and bit his lip, hiding his eyes with his forearm. Bucking his hip onto thin air. Waiting, waiting so patiently for you to take him and fuck him with pleasure.

And, ofcourse, you didnt even have to think twice as you entered his tight ass. Grunting as he clenched snd unclenched rapidly. You were quite amused, the esteemed knights cock was already gushing with precum. Twitching badly. He was so sensitive it hurt. It hurt that it was so embarassing.

With another sigh, you began picking pace and thrusting your cock in and out with a gentle demeanor. "Good boy." You muttered, leaning in as you grabbed his legs. "Taking me in.. so well. So good for me." Raphael groaned. Drool leaking from his pretty lips as he whined. Still covering his eyes, unable to look at you with a perverse shame.

"Mmh....f-Fuckk.." his voice cracked, your cock hitting a sensitive bundle of nerves. His regal facade already crumbling before your eyes. And only replaced by a obedient slutty cutie.

Raphael bucked his hips upwards as you began picking up a faster pace. Holding onto his ankles or thighs, or anything at this point. "Nngh...nghhh..." he moans, feeling your cock pound into his ass relentlessly. But yet... such in a gentle manner.

" wanna cum deep inside of you sweetheart. " you whispered. Your hand snaking up to fondle his firm chest. "You want me to fill you the brim darling?" You chuckled, sending shivers down his spine as he shuddered in pleasure.

"I.. i dont know a-anymore. I. A.ahh.." he whimpered. "Ah, ah ah!" Raphael moaned even louder. Feeling your cock pump into his ass even harder, he was close. So fucking close to this unknown feeling once more.

And with one slightly forcefull thrust, raphaels eyes shot wide open. and his pretty mouth half open as a lewd broken string of moans accompanied his body, convulsing as you felt him tighten around you. Tighten so hard feeling as if your cock will get chopped off. White long ropes splattered onto his muscled abdomen, and onto his firm chest, staining his brallete translucent strokes of Cum.

And with the sight alone, you felt your cock pulsate with need. You immediatley leaned in to occupy his lips, and which he leaned back to eagerly. Riding the remnants of his orgasam off as he felt your own seed fill him. "Mmh..mhghm...mg y/n..y/n." He muttered your name, almost like a mantra. his voice tainted with the lewd sounds of sloppily salivia mixing together.

And with one final thrust, you both collapse on the hard oak wood desk. Catching your breaths as raphael clinged onto you. Still twitching as he tried to compose himself. He closed his eyes tight as he wrapped his legs aroumd your torso.

"Good boy." You grinned. Panting.

"Such a good fucking boy."

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I got very determined to make this bc of this exact pic... (when i was looking for a fic banner lmao)

HIS TITS AND ABS AND WAIST UWAHHHH

IT LOOKS LIKE HES GETTING POUNDED FROM BEHIND I HATE MYSELF OH MY GOSHH such grabbable waist omg i wonder how no one ever thought of fucking this sweet thing 🙏🙏

ok good night hope u guys like that anyways 🙄

#top reader #top male reader #reader x character #seme reader #raffaelo kidrey #raphael kidrey #male reader #smut #lemon #fanfiction #fluff smut #manhwa #the villainess is a marionette #TVIAM #mihwee🐈‍⬛

[onepiece-polls]

One Piece Shipping War - Round 2 Side D

MiShanks art by @oz-gauze. Check out the original post here.

Propaganda under the cut.

Propaganda for Iceburg x Paulie:

"I find the 'IcePaulie' ship in the "One Piece" fandom particularly compelling, and there are several reasons for this. Firstly, the two characters involved, Iceburg and Paulie, are wonderfully complex and engaging. Iceburg, as the mayor of Water 7 and president of Galley-La Company, is a serious, highly respected figure whose calm and composed demeanor grounds the duo. On the other hand, Paulie, one of the company's top foremen, is known for his strict moral code and boisterous nature, which provides a perfect contrast to Iceburg's character. What I appreciate most about the 'IcePaulie' ship is the potential for dynamic interactions and growth that arise from these contrasting personalities. The calm, collected Iceburg and the more hot-blooded Paulie provide a balanced character interaction, which can lead to interesting conflicts or heartwarming moments of mutual understanding and respect. Moreover, their shared commitment to their work within the Galley-La Company serves as a common ground that bonds them together, further enriching their relationship. In conclusion, the 'IcePaulie' ship, to me, is about more than just a potential romantic or platonic relationship. It's about the exploration of two distinct characters, their individual quirks, values, and the unique dynamic that forms between them. This interplay of personalities and the potential narrative arc their relationship could follow are what make the 'IcePaulie' ship truly captivating to me."

It's one of my fav ship not including the big 5 so 👉👈 It's really damn adorable and romantic, like just paulie being extremely overprotective and iceburg just loving him more everytime. And how they deal with the others shenanigans (that they love)

Propaganda for Shanks x Mihawk:

They had a massive battle at one point, when mihawk showed up on that island where shanks was relaxing shanks convinced him to get drunk with him very easily, also in the war of the best mihawk just flat out said he refused to fight shanks

Goth swordsmith & Golden retriever

Two of the most badass characters in the whole series, cat/dog energy, the fact that Mihawk specifically sought Shanks out to show him Luffy's bounty??, also Mihawk leaving the fight because he didn't sign up to fight Shanks??, I love two middle aged man who are somehow friends AND MAYBE MORE lmao

They’re so funny to me. Like seriously goth Mihawk and happy chaotic Shanks. I just think they could be so good together

Rivals to lovers -- Powerhouses -- Introvert and extrovert -- Mihawk wears red and has black hair while Shanks wears black and has red hair like ✨Color schemes✨ -- SAME BIRTHDAY YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME THEY DON'T CELEBRATE IT TOGETHER

They are rivals. They are besties. They are so friggin gay for each other. It's DILF love.

what if we were both swordsmen but you lost your arm to save the future king of the pirates so i have remained SOOO bitter about it but then find out the kid u saved has a promising swordsman so im less bitter so i go drink with you and you force me to ditch my wine for booze but it works because you care about me despite my solitary life so we remained long distance bfs and think about each other constantly. is that something

Mihawk being a recluse but going out of his way to visit his bf regularly is proof enough

#one piece #icepaulie #mishanks #akataka #op shipping war #tournament poll #round 2 #side D

[slutforleeminho]

I’ve seen the maid minho and I didn’t dare to ask u for MAID LIX but ITS MAID LIX?!? idk like him wearing high things socks and the reader underwear? That would soo hwtt likee STFU I’ve thinking for days bout that and him being all subby and the fem reader being whipped for him ughh oh n the minho fic was soooooo goooddd i luv ur writing btw i talked alot lmao have a nice day/night thxx <3333

maid lix holds a special place in my heart. tysmm!

MY THOUGHTS ON MAID LIX<3

he would be standing in front of the full body mirror, scanning his eyes over every detail of his outfit to make sure everything looked perfect for you. everything had to be perfect for you.

you would enter the room after returning from a shopping trip with your friends, taken off guard by the sight of him. he was wearing white, shear thigh high stockings, and his pink maid dress. he had on a pink hoodie over the dress— the sleeves so long that they covered his hands and created little paws, he looked like a little kitten— so all that could’ve seen was the pink lacy skirt.

he noticed you in the mirror and quickly turned around. “you’re back!” he smiled so big his eyes almost disappeared. his freckles were darker too, decorating his cheeks so perfectly.

“y-yeah,” you stuttered out, but composed yourself by clearing your throat and continuing. “ i got you something” you set the shopping bags on the bed and grabbed the bag that had the mentioned “something” in it.

“you did?” excitement washed over his features as you reached your hand into the bag.

“well i actually got them for me but i think you would look way better in them” you pulled out a white lacy pair of panties, with a teeny tiny bow on the front. his eyes widened and his hands reached forward to take the item from your hands so he could examine it closer. he felt the soft material under his fingertips and he couldn’t deny that the thought of wearing something that was yours made his dick harden.

“these are so pretty. are you sure you want me to have them? you said you bought them for your-“ he started handing them back to you, shaking his head as a sign he couldn’t except your gift. “yes lix i want you to have them,” you took a step closer to him “i want to see you in them” you pushed back a small piece of hair out of his face and placed your palm over his cheek. he nuzzled closer to your hand, closing his eyes and humming in contentment.

“now will you put them on for me, pretty?”

—

once again he stood in front of the full length mirror, admiring the beautiful white, thin material covering his sex.

you sat on the edge of the bed, scanning your eyes over every detail of him. but not staying away from his crotch for too long. “give me a twirl” he hesitantly spun, giving you a show. his hands held up the bunched up fabric of his dress, so you could see clearly. “so pretty” you stood from the bed and trotted over to him. he shook as you ran your fingers over his exposed thighs, feeling his skin prickle from your touch.

“let me make you feel good hmm” you grazed your fingers over his prominent bulge before palming him. he let out a little whimper before nodding quickly.

you led him to lay down on the bed, the dress scrunched around his waist. “now let’s see how these look around your ankles” you yanked them down his legs before he could respond. his cock sprung forward, finally free from the confines. he was so hard and leaking pre cum. you grabbed the base of him and slowly drug your fingers up his shaft, just enjoying the weight of him in your palm. when you reached the tip, you ran your thumb over the slit, spreading his essence to use for lubricant. “oh-“ he whimpered when you squeezed him a little harder. you stroked him faster causing him to be a moaning mess. his hips jutting forward in search of more friction, which you gladly gave him by placing his tip in between your lips and sucking hard. “oh shit!” his back arched and his eyes screwed shut. his thighs tensed up, signaling he was getting close. “are you gonna cum, lixie?” he didn’t use his words to answer. he simply gripped the sheets and squeaked as he reached his peak. but before he could quite get there you pulled away, ceasing everything you were doing.

his hand shot to grab his throbbing dick and finish the job himself. but you grabbed his wrist and pinned it above his head. “you’re getting brave aren’t you, pup? perhaps i’ve spoiled you too much” his breathing was erratic.

“why did you…” his voice trailed off but you knew what he was asking.

“do you really think you deserve to finish so quickly after that little stunt you pulled? getting all dressed up, cause you knew i wouldn’t be able to resist you” his breathing halted and his mouth closed into in this line. he couldn’t even look you in the eyes now. “i knew it. you knew what you were doing” you tucked a finger under his chin, forcing him to look at you. “do you not have anything to say for yourself?”

“i- i’m sorry. i just wanted your attention” he didn’t look at your eyes, he was too busy staring at your lips.

“oh honey all you had to do was ask” that dominant show was melting away, he was too sweet and innocent to punish. “what do you need from me, love?”

“want to be inside you” his big puppy eyes stared up into yours. how could you say no?

you slipped your pants off, followed by your underwear. once you were hovering over him once more, he had a look on his face that you couldn’t decipher. “what’s the matter, baby?”

“can i be on top this time?” you thought your heart would explode at his words. you teased him and ruined a perfect orgasm. and he still wanted to make love to you. “of course you can” you flipped over on your back and spread your legs open for him to slot between. he hovered over you and placed his lips on yours. the kiss was eager and messy. he wanted to slow down but he was so needy, the remnants of his spoiled orgasm lingered in the pit of his stomach. it was hard to hold back.

he was the first to break the kiss, leaning back on his knees and lining himself up with your entrance. his face contorted with pleasure as he pushed the tip in. his eyebrows knitted together and his bottom lip in between his teeth. it took everything inside of him not to blow right now, but he wanted to make you feel good first. once he bottomed out he took a moment to breathe, finally releasing the breath he was holding in. you held the skirt of his dress up so you could have the perfect view of him so snug inside you.

he finally started moving, starting of slow but deep. hitting every sweet spot. he started to pick up the pace, causing you to whimper every time he slammed into you, pressing up against your cervix. “just like that, lix.” you threw your head back, just enjoying the feeling of him filling you up so good, until that familiar feeling started to fill your lower belly. “shit i’m gonna cum”

“yeah?” his voice was like a squeak, cracking as he spoke. he grabbed the back of your right thigh, pushing it up and close to pressing against your stomach. the new position gave him access to go even deeper. “fuck!” your vision went dark as you came, your legs shaking and your walls clamping down on felix, which pushed him over the edge. he came inside of you, filling you up to the brim.

he collapsed on top of you, nuzzling his face into your neck as he came down from the amazing high. you hugged him close and played with his hair, pulling on the strands every now and then, making him grunt. the vibrations of his deep voice tickled.

“that tickles” you giggled and shied away from him, but he only pulled you closer, placing wet kisses all over your neck. “come on big boy let’s go shower” he whined and held you tighter. he was still inside you so you did the only thing you could think of to get his attention. you clenched your walls around him as hard as you could. he flinched from the overstimulation.

“don’t do that!” he whined and pulled himself out of you. you could already feel his cum dripping out of you.

“well don’t ignore me! and don’t forget i’m still contemplating on that punishment” you said only half jokingly.

“fiiiine” he helped you of the bed and into the shower in which he joined you. “i love you” he said while kissing your neck.

“i love you more, lix”

I’m SOOO sorry this took so long! i’ve been having trouble writing fics that i actually think are good. tbh i’m not very fond of this one but i felt horrible not responding for so long:(

@yumiblogs @fawnpeaks

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[catcze]

⠀ [ ᝰ ] Easy

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

!!⠀Feat : Kazuha x GN! Reader

!!⠀## : Fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pining (but sped up bc I can’t write much with my nails lmao), confessions, affection, saying ‘I love you’ for the first time 👀

Okay I just got new claws so typing is like actually hard rn, and it’s been a long while since I used my writing brain, but yk what it’s Kazuha day today, so I wish all of u who are pulling for him (or Klee or Heizou!) a very merry successful wishing sesh !!

Also I’m still on writer’s + socializing burnout so 😀✌️ im ghosting again after this <3 teehee

also its like 3 am rn if i messed up smthn send me an ask pls and ill fix it when im more coherent akjsnd

You don’t think there is anything in this world that could have prepared you for Kaedehara Kazuha.

Never in your wildest dreams could you have imagined that the quiet yet oh-so-charming sailor for Inazuma could have had such an impact on you. With his quiet smiles and melodious voice, and the way he had let his gaze linger on you when you had first been introduced.  When he came aboard the ship, you had thought that you two could get along, certainly, but it hadn’t crossed your mind that the two of you would click so well, like two puzzle pieces that just meshed against each other as if it were natural.

And yet Kazuha had been one of your fastest friends— quite easily growing to become your closest aboard the Alcor, all within the year he had spent since coming from Inazuma. 

He came into your life, prancing in and quickly making a space for himself. As your friend, as your sparring partner. As the person who stayed up beside you quite late into the evening when you couldn’t sleep, huddling beside you until the sun broke over the horizon.  As the person who willingly listened to you talk about anything and everything under the sun, lending you an ear and always looking at you with something indiscernible in his gaze. Kazuha was easy to fit into your life— and equally as easy to fall for. 

“You seem to be rather focused on something,” Kazuha says, nudging your shoulder with his, bringing you out of your reverie. An inquisitive look on his face greets you, lips upturned in a curious smile. “Care to share?”

You hastily try to compose yourself, messily shelving all your thoughts of attraction as best as you could, and hoping that you can shrug it off. Falling back into the easy routine, you nudge him in return, blowing him a raspberry when he gives you a playfully offended look. This late (or was it early?), no one else is on the deck to hear the way you laugh.

“Not much just… thinking of you, I guess,” is what you manage when your amusement fizzles out, a more subdued smile taking its place. 

“Of... me?” 

Your mind hadn’t fully caught up to the new topic of the conversation, or the proverbial minefield it had become. You hum, letting your eyes wander back to the ocean. You’re enraptured by the dark blue of the sky, the twinkle of the stars above, and the floating isle of Celestia in the distance. Towards the horizon, dawn is sure to break soon— the sky is already brightening, transitioning into a pinkish orange and the inevitable start of a new day. Out of your sight, Kazuha’s eyes widen and the his ears take on a slightly redder tinge, mouth slightly open like he wishes to say something. After a moment he clears his throat and settles for, “All good things, I hope?”

And the early morning combined with the lack of sleep must have loosened your tongue and lowered you inhibitions. You don’t even bother to hesitate when you speak next. “Good things,” you confirm, loose-lipped and with a traitorous tongue. “How we met. How I never thought we’d be close, or that you’d mean so much to me. Things like that, really.”

”Oh.”

The series of short responses make you pause because… well, how often is it that the flowery-worded Kazuha has such little to say? You turn to him, about to ask if he’s alright, if he’d rather go to sleep than stay up, or if he had taken your words the wrong way, but the words catch in your throat when his hand brushes and then, daringly, takes a hold of your own. His touch is still warm against your own, even through the bandages that wrap it. It’s enough for you breath to hitch and your skin to heat at the contact.  His fingers tangle with yours almost hesitantly, as if fearing that you’d break away from him. 

You hadn’t even realized when you had taken a step towards Kazuha. You glance up at him, meeting the pretty red of his eyes. As close as you are, you can see the flecks of orange and gold in them; the way that the hues and shades blend together, forming something dappled like an autumn leaf. You can see how his eyes take you in— shamelessly, indulgently, as if he is finally allowing himself to look at you without shying away from being caught. Kazuha’s warmth radiates this close, a beacon against the early chill, and you feel yourself wanting to take another step closer.

For a moment, neither of you say anything. Your hands are entangled together as you stand so closely together. Your free hand cradles his face (when had it gotten there?) and he subtly presses himself further against your touch. There isn’t a second that you look away from him— not even when you notice the day break from the corner of your eye. The rays of the early morning sun making a blue and orange painting of the sky, but all you can focus on is how the light comes to caress Kazuha’s face. How it bounces along every curve and dip and mark on his person, and makes his hair glow in the warm light. His eyes, still watching you as intently as you watch him, seem to illuminate in the glow. There is nothing that makes you want to break this moment, that makes you want to take your gaze from him. You don’t want to miss the warmth in his eyes, the soft, heart-wrenching fondness that you can see within them, not even for a single second. 

There isn’t anything that can tear you from this moment, your heart leaping in your chest at how breathtaking he is— at how much you adore him.

“I love you.”

The words had been resting so readily on the tip of your tongue that it takes you a moment to realize that, in fact, it hadn’t been you who said it first. Kazuha beat you to the punch, murmuring his confession into the skin of your palm, letting his affection rest over on like a warm blanket. Even as he holds you hand against his cheek, leaning against your touch, he watches you as you gape at him in surprise. There is nothing pressuring or urgent in his voice, nothing that is begging desperately for a reply. He is merely speaking a truth between you two, getting his long-kept secret off of his chest. The only thing that betrays his nerves is the hand he has intertwined with yours, and how his fingers subtly squeeze your own.

How easy it is for him to turn your world on its head with just three words. How easy it is for him to flood you chest with elation, and have you blood warming with a bone-deep relief and love. You want to laugh and cry and yell but now, most of all, you just want to kiss him. 

You pull him against you with one hand, fluidly slotting your lips against his in a soft kiss. And oh, those months of pining, of wondering how he would feel so close to you, with his mouth against yours and your fingers tangling in the hairs on his nape, they had been worth it. Kazuha’s kiss just feels so right, so natural. Kissing him was just as easy as falling for him had been. You melt into it, shutting your eyes and letting the hand still against his cheek pull you closer to him. His one arm wraps around your middle, gently cradling you against his chest and you hum. The kiss is, by all definitions, tame, but in no way is it something that leaves you unsatisfied. It is tender, a promise shared between the two of you. Of months-long affection and quiet longing finally resolved. As you bask in his embrace and the warmth of the sun, you forget about the rest of the world. Then and there, it is just you and Kazuha.

When you two separate from air, faces warm and chests heaving as you try to catch your breath, there is a pleased, love-drunk smile on Kazuha’s face. His arm is still keeping you close, and his hand has not once let go of your own.

“I love you too,” you finally tell him, breathless and a long, long cry from what you had imagined your confession to sound like all these months. Nothing smooth or suave that you had been hoping for. But Kazuha still beams regardless, still looks at you like he’s so goddamn happy, and you can’t keep the laugh that bubbles in your chest. 

He looks so soft and warm and in love— it just makes you want to kiss him more. 

#Kazuha x reader #Kaedahara Kazuha x reader #Genshin Impact x reader #Cw GN reader #Catte’s Works 🦩

[rizahcwkeye]

Royai fic recommendations in honor of Royai Week 2023!

Just wanted to share some of my all-time favorite complete M and E-rated Royai fics on AO3 ever since getting into the fandom last May 2021. I have a very specific taste (??) in how I envision Royai’s dynamic when they get together, and these fics personally just NAILED it. Like I cannot stress enough how every Royai fan should read these! Without further ado...

Starve the Ego, Feed the Soul by onthearrow (95k words, E)

“Something has changed between them since the Promised Day.”

This has to be my all-time favorite. Like it’s a bit insane how good this fic is. Roy and Riza pining for each other ... in the most pathetic horny manner. Also the smut here... will leave you a bit gagged, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever read before. The author definitely did not hold back LMAO. So many moments in this fic where I had to put my phone down a bit just because I was so 😳😳😳 They have two complete Royai fics (including this one) and there’s one on the way for Royai Week 2023. I recommend to read all of it.

morning sun by hot_girl_burner_account (7.5k words, E)

“Roy walks Riza home after a wedding, and she's wearing this dress, and he might as well come up for some tea, and it's getting late, and the roads are icy, and they both run out of excuses.”

OH MY GOD if you’re looking for a fic set sometime after the promised day where Roy and Riza are just waiting for the ball to drop and immediately give in, this is it. The buildup, the context of being after a wedding.. the amount of flirting beforehand..like I know they were gonna fuck but the banter actually made me say OMG JUST FUCK!!! A sweet lil’ one shot that makes you want more.

the secret is to swallow / without expecting hunger to disappear by lantur (45k words, M)

“The fact that Hawkeye is Roy's subordinate is actually the least of his concerns. The least of the reasons why Roy keeps his distance, outside of their working relationship. It is difficult to keep his Lieutenant at arm’s length when all he wants to do is drag her closer and closer to him, pull her deeper into his orbit, but it has to be done.”

Am I the only one who loves it when Roy is pining and jealous and pathetic and he thinks his feelings are one-sided? Well, if you do too, this fic is perfect. Like... omg you’re so dumb Riza loves u !! Also I love that this is written in Roy’s POV

Once by TheFledglingDM (73k words, M)

“It was a longing like obsession, like madness, a yearning down to the bones. Once, he pleaded. Once, she prayed. Just once and I can move on. _ or - riza and roy's relationship over the years. covers childhood, ishval, the series, and post-promised day.”

HHHHHHHHH oh my god.... this fic... I read its entirety in one night! It’s basically a faster retelling of the events of FMAB except it’s entirely in Royai POV where they’re crushing and horny for each other (to specifically TASTE each other). This fic also would have an award if I gave out an award for Most Reread First Kiss, because yes it was THAT good.

First by TheFledglingDM (4.4k, E)

““So, Roy, I was thinking.” Riza said, as straightforward as if this were just another day at the office. Roy tried to speak but could barely produce volume. All he could manage was, “Uh-huh?” “We should have sex now,” Riza told him.”

Set immediately after Once by the same author. This is just sooo... exquisite I fear... Roy is so eager to please and honestly I get him! This can be read as a separate one-shot but honestly the 73k buildup in Once just makes the reading experience for this fic just 100x better

darker than the ocean, deeper than the sea by yourendlessblue (8.9k, E)

She looks up, and meets his eyes, blinking wide at him and demurely smiles, putting on a silent show. There’s power in this, she thinks, that she can affect him practically just by existing.

“Sir?”

“Havoc’s going to pick you up to our room,” he says, perfectly composed and prim. “I’ll see you.”

Roy is a sugar daddy. They both have feelings but they don’t talk about it they just have sex LOL. The way I wish this had a prequel and a sequel!! One of those rare AUs that just makes you want more!!! I WAS LEFT HANGING!! (not really but you get my point)

let’s fantasize from the other end of the line by lantur (10.8k, M)

“Riza receives a late-night phone call from Roy.”

This fic is soooo sensual. They both know what they’re doing is wrong on so many levels but neither of them ever address it so they CAN’T seem to stop. Also the work that lantur has done for the Royai community should be applauded LMAO if I wasn’t trying to keep this list short I would link all of their fics here. 

can we always be this close by lantur (10.9k, M)

“Roy sits in the spot Riza remembers as his favorite, too - in the armchair facing the entrance. He rises as soon as she walks in, striding toward her. “Thanks for joining me tonight, Lieutenant.”

It is silly, but Riza’s heart leaps at the sight of him. He looks pleased to see her, too. “Reginald?” She raises an eyebrow. “Really, Colonel. Could you have picked a stuffier alias?”

Roy and Riza have a rendezvous, or two, during the months of separation leading up to the Promised Day.”

OK LAST LANTUR REC (and last fic for this list) but oh god... this is so sweet and tender and UGH... that first kiss made me feel so warm!!! this fic is more emotional than horny.. but it’s so well done!

HOPE YALL ENJOY AS MUCH AS I DID !

#royai #royai week 2023 #roy mustang #riza hawkeye #royai fic #fmab #fma

[kairiscorner]

Ri. Ri. Ri the rizz master. Meron akong brainrot ulit 😭

beh, u should def watch maria clara at ibarra. Its so good like man 😩

but imagine… miguel/noir in a noli au. The clothes???? The plot??? The tagalog OMGGG, like imagine miguel using really old tagalog, as in, the days where ppl still used señor/señorita. Words like maharlika and the like. (Sana tama yung spelling ko hahahsj)

i could go on and on about imagining them in old filipino literature. I can’t. Im so far gone.

-leonara <3

NAKO ATE ARE YOU TRYNA KILL ME????????? man i found ibarra hot there though HE'S THE STANDARD YOU CAN'T BLAME MEEEEE

anyway, so imagine,

miguel o'hara in a noli au

ok so we were both colonized by the spanish right, so i think that YES, YOU BOTH WOULD'VE UNDERSTOOD EACH OTHER IN SPANISH KUNG MESTIZO/A KAYO; but if not, bc from what i remember, the indios weren't taught spanish, you'd kind of just..... listen to him, and if he says a word you understand in tagalog, you'd answer him in tagalog and JUST--

i think if you really didn't understand him bc of how malalim tagalog was back then, which was way more common than how my conyo ass speaks, you two probably wouldn't come to an understanding, you'd probably resort to using your body language to tell him LMAO

also am i the only one who thinks filipino/filipina beauty, doesn't matter if you're moreno/morena or pale or darker than that, really captivates miggy? like even if you didn't look like mestiza women at the time and were a pure-blooded filipino/filipina, HE WOULD BE ABSOLUTELY IN LOVE WITH HOW YOU LOOKED EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T GO ALL OUT FOR HIM (he knows you're perfect :>)

he would try to impress you with his spanish, but honestly, you couldn't care less bc YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HALF THE SHIT HE'S SAYING, so you just... nod... and... leave.......

when you're waiting out by your window, or nagpapahangin lang ykyk kasi mas malamig noon, he'd call out to you and say you look lovely tonight in the MOST FANCY OLD TAGALOG WAY (fuck di ko alam kung paano, BUT LEMME TRY SOMETHING HUHU)

"aba'y binibini/ginoo... ikaw ay punong-puno ng kagandahan ngayong gabi; ang mga tala sa langit ay daig pa sa iyong ning-ning."

then he fuckin winks and you're dead

if you knew him ever since you were younger, he would write those letters ibarra sends maria clara, AND HE'D GAZE OVER AT YOU SO LOVINGLY AS YOU READ THEM OUT LOUD, AND WHEN HE CATCHES YOU BLUSHING HE'D SAY IT, HE'D CALL YOU OUT

"aking binibini, ika'y... namumula. kay ganda ng pula sa iyong mukha, ika'y tilang isang rosas na namumukadkad."

(((oh the urge to kiss him right then and there fuckkk)))

he would harana you. that is FINAL. he would sing in spanish because that's how he expresses himself best, and because he's more familiar with them. but i think he'd compose his own songs in spanish AND TAGALOG FOR U

IF YOU FR DON'T GET THE HINT HE LIKES YOU, HE WILL STRAIGHT UP ASK YOU ONE DAY IF YOU'D WANT TO RUN AWAY WITH HIM AND LET HIM TAKE CARE OF YOU

HE WANTS A FUCKING FUTURE WITH YOU AWAY FROM THE COLONIZERS AND BULLSHIT THAT'S HAPPENING IN THE NOLI AND WANTS TO SEE YOU SAFE AND SOUND. HE WILL KICK THE SHIT OUT OF THE GUARDIA CIVIL IF THEY FUCKING HURT YOU !!!!!!

"aking sinta, ipinapangako ko. hindi kita pakakawalan, hindi kita iiwanan sa impyernong ito, sapagkat ikaw ang natatanging liwanang sa aking buhay, ang tanging minamahal at mamahalin ko hanggang ako'y yumao't mawala sa mundo. nais kong maramdaman at maranasan mo na ikaw lang ang mundo ko. tu eres mi unico mundo." (shit sana tama AAAAAAA)

a/n: BIG THANK YOU TO ATE @binibinileonara FOR THE REQ AND INSPO, LOVE YOU PO ATEEE /platonically <333

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @luvstarrstruck @binibinileonara

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x filipino reader #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x y/n #atsv miguel #atsv x reader #atsv x filipino reader #atsv imagines #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #CURLING MY TOES KICKING MY FEET TWIRLING MY HAIR GIGGLING I FUCKING LOVE HIM SO MUCH

[possibilistfanfiction]

Wow uswnt really got knocked out in round of 16 huh

not surprised at all. i’ve been saying this since tokyo — just abt everything that could go wrong at a leadership level (coaching, vets etc) has. i know ppl are saying “mentality” as in they don’t want to win or whatever which is absolute nonsense, but i do think our mentality hasn’t been there in that there hasn’t been joy! togetherness! composure!

& to me those intangibles haven’t been there since 2019. (really since after 2016 but that’s nitpicking.) but yah it’s like. i think from rostering to tactics to mentality it’s all just been shit for a while. vlatko is terrible, we didn’t roster the best 23 players, we didn’t play the best 11 players in a way that would make any sense (pivot 6s) until last night (but not even then… lmao).

not to take anything away from other teams getting so much better, bc they are & it’s incredible. portugal deserved to be in this game to begin with; parity has genuinely always been the uswnt’s goal. but faced with it, i don’t think there’s a togetherness, a trust there that u need to win. tactically we don’t have players who will be patient & hold the ball; we don’t have players who are Really calm in front of goal. we looked more lively & organized last night but that’s bc we needed two 6s the whole time, & potm to sweden’s keeper, but even then! you gotta put it in the back of the net. you have to. that’s the literal sport lol

so to me it’s an issue of composure. to be composed everything else has to line up — your training, your teammates, your positioning. leadership has been making excuses since 2021 for this lack of composure, & this is what happens. ofc we don’t have the same “mentality” but it’s not bc we don’t want to win or were “distracted” or whatever, it’s bc most of our players didn’t know what the fuck they were doing & everyone was just stressed tf out. no joy! no teamwork! no creativity! no clinical precision! japan, england, spain (even w the japan loss), even nigeria — all of those teams have played w calm, w happiness! they want to be on that field — even despite a shitty coach, or injuries, or etc etc etc. we just didn’t, & it starts & ends w leaders.

this is what happens when u don’t actually have a group of players that feel like a team. we weren’t going to be successful in this wc unless leadership took accountability for the lack of good play & changed things — & they kind of did a little in this last game but not nearly enough, & way too late

#i could & have gone on abt this for days w my friends lol #don’t get me started on rodman lol #but obviously i hope vlatko is fired like immediately lol