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cussima · 15 days
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me when i get a text from him as if i didn't literally manifest it
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sandyspaghettibag · 2 months
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I think I've finally begun to realize the qualities in people that I fall in love with, which is kindness and caring-ness(?), a sense of maturity and self-awareness, and me not having to walk on eggshells around them.
FIRST, I think I need to connect with friends who are like that.
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1920s-lujing · 11 months
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paige blankson and matt blaker at west end live
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yumeyleo · 1 year
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these my little pony songs fucking slay actually
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dangerliesbeforeyou · 10 months
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i need y'all to immediately watch hozier's performance of take me to church at glastonbury!!
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yeosbbm · 6 months
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NSFW Ateez Thoughts+ Headcanons
(some based on astrology wink wink)
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MDNI !!
A/N: Simply a Drabble of what I think each member would be into and kinks until I finish my next fic which will probably be later tonight or tmr 😭
Seonghwa:
yes this man is a head game mvp and yes you’ll have hickies on your inner thighs
would be a tiddies man, but a leg man too tbh the size doesn’t matter either
will rip tights or fishnets off of you, lightly bite your calf while it’s balanced on his shoulder, gripping your thigh.. trailing up your leg before he finger fucks you
with his moon and venus sign I feel like he would most DEF have emotional sex, you got into an argument ? makeup sex. Haven’t seen each in forever ? He will be insatiable. You’re sad or stressed ? His mouth can help you feel better
Mommy Hwa is REALLL !
he eats shy girls UPPPPP for breakfast lunch and dinner like I need a hwa x shy listener fic made
Hongjoong:
has a photo album of you giving him brain and other freaky stuff on his phone and looks around before opening it to make sure members don’t see 💀
The jealousy/possessive sex would be crazy
He’ll either be petty as hell and make some snide remarks like after making you cum hard he’d be like “could he make you dumb like this ? probably not right ?”
Or he’d overstim you like a MADDDD MAN to prove a point
deep stroke champ like seriously
Will have you stuttering + speaking nonsense during sex by having you speak so he’ll hear you flustered..like he’ll ask about your day and then speed his hips up and while you can’t finish your sentence he’ll go “come on talk to me baby…”
will lay back and have you ride him/be on top after a longgg day at the studio
needs to be the best you ever had
Yunho:
He purposely gives you his clothes with the main purpose being to fuck you in them at some point of the day
after a shower you’ll ask him to bring you some clothes bc you forgot to grab some & instead of your own clothes he gives you a shirt and boxers of his and now look,, you’re in missionary with the shirt on 🫵🏽
Future Dilf Yunho is VERY VERY REAL !!
Sigh…the infamous size kink…no but he’d literally press his weight against you to keep you in place especially if you’re squirming too bad
his birth chart makes me feel like aftercare would be so rejuvenating and sweet when it comes to him ykwim like it would be amazingg
Dude I know he’s an ass man or likes thicker/curvier people
Yeosang:
EEEEEEEEVVVILLLLLLLLL [mermaid man voice]
like he’d be all shy and quiet and be like “sorry I’m nervous” and then has you on the bed done and fucked out in the end while sitting there just “🙂”
I feel like he has a size kink like yunho since he’s so strong and built but not to the same extent
I am sooo for the idea that yeo likes seeing his s/o in lingerie like that��s so real
most definitely whispers in your ear with his deep husky voice during it all
hes holding your legs open while eating you and notices that you’re covering your face and holding your voice so he kisses his way up to your ear and goes “cmon love why’re you hiding from me.” while bringing his fingers in .
HE KNOWS WHAT HES DOINGGGGG
Gentle manhandling enthusiast
San:
Yes, yes he is the boyfriend that keeps you from going out the house to party by fucking you before/during you getting ready to leave
You’re doing the final bits of your makeup and you have to do your hair + get dressed but allll of a sudden San comes in and asks where you going and then you say a party and nowww he’s suddenly “you’re so pretty..let me look at you.” and now your makeup is ruined and clothes are GONE !
Switch San is REAL GUYS
Crazy stamina + positions you will be taking a quick nap after you two are through and yes he will take photos of you knocked out to laugh at later
This one writer said that if San smoked he’d pass it to you during sex and man. I am so in love with that idea . This can be found on @atinysuh ‘s account !
Mingi:
He gives aftercare but I feel like even so he’d want to be babied after too like be sooo nice and sweet to him please
I like to imagine Mingi being into older women and if not older women, women in powerful positions or confident/dominant women
Has a huge praise kink
like think about him going down on you and lightly tugging his hair and praising him sooo much while he’s between your legs he’d go ham as soon as you utter “Fuck it feels so good Mingi..” he will make SURE you cum in the next 2 mins
This is lowkey unserious but like I imagine that pussy puts him to sleep like 💀
I personally believe he’s a switch but when he does dom he is the biggest flirt and dirty talker with the upmost confidence
Wooyoung:
Same as Mingi I like to think he’d be into older women or women in positions of power
He probably has such a random libido or finds you doing the most normal/conventional things sexy
You’ll be cooking dinner later into the evening and while you’re at the stove stirring up the food he’d come from behind and wrap his arms around you, it seems innocent until he begins kissing + nibbling on your ear and lightly pressing himself into you from behind while muttering about how sexy you look
We all know he loves to be scolded + degraded like he’ll pick small arguments just to hear you mad at him because it turns him on
You’ll tell him to slow down and him being the brat he is he’ll speed up for a bit or he will slow down but goes harder than earlier
He’s probably super into people who have an alt or at least a darker aesthetic and style
Jongho:
With his birth chart if you kiss his neck..he is DEFINITELY GONNA DEVOUR YOU plus he confirmed himself that he likes neck kisses
He is a thigh riding enthusiast.
Is 100% fully a dom and lowkey I feel like he cares more for giving to you rather than receiving back unless he asks
Tease him too bad and you WILL get consequences..whether it’s edging, teasing you 3x more, or even spanking you a couple times
Would take you out to eat and playfully tease you in the restaurant just so you can beg him to go home to fuck + he isn’t asking for the bill until you beg good enough
FUTURE ! SUGAR DADDY! JONGHO IS REALLL (but you’ll love giving + getting sugar from him)
Even if he wasn’t a sugar daddy he most def is the provider boyfriend
like I just know the morning after a night of sex he’ll leave before you wake up to go to work and you’ll check your phone and see he dropped a couple bands into your bank account “For being his good girl.”
Is it obvious I’m Jongho biased LMFAOO
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bettymylove · 3 months
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hello! I really love your work and I was thinking if you could write a one-shot of theo inspired by the song " Open Arms by SZA ". but somehow make it a good ending? idk 😓 ( like a slow burn or something ) reader had to let theo go but theo is kind of begging..? for reader to stay in his life and so on! idk if I explained it good enough but you can search up the song and take a look at the lyrics, you'll see what topic I'm going for!
thank you if your write this! you're an amazingg writer ‼️
never leaving
pairing: theo nott x reader
content: your insecurities push you to break your friendship with Theo, only to realize you were wrong all along.
a/n: hope this matches your expectations, I'm sorry if it didn't<33 (also I feel like I'm apologizing in every a/n)
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You could say that Theo took you in, he was the only person in your life that ever made you feel too comfortable. When you were on the train, he had befriended you and he never let his friendship falter.
Theo was everything, he was all you could ever need and it scared you how much you were dependent on him. You had never needed anyone, always doing everything by yourself but you could see that changing.
Friends weren't a usual sight in your life and Theo had changed that, but you still had your doubts and maybe that's why you had decided to tell him.
You always had a lingering feeling, that he was taking pity on you because who would willingly spend so much time with you, call themselves your best friend, he had no reason to do it.
You spotted Theo in the hallway along with Mattheo and Enzo. The former two were smoking, and Theo's eyes met yours, and he immediately threw down his cigarette, crushing it using the sole of his shoe.
His eyes stayed on you while yours diverted here and there, ashamed to even meet his gaze. You wanted to be with him, but he was ruining his life for you, he was way too enamored and you wanted to help him.
You reached the group and scrunched your nose at the nicotine smell, Theo noticed this and dragged you away. Why does he have to be sweet and make this harder? you thought.
"Theo, I-" You questioned yourself, he was the only person who knew you but it would be too selfish to make him stay, so you continued, "I don't think we should be friends anymore"
Maybe friends wasn't the right word to describe you two, you weren't dating but he never dated anyone else and it's not like you could. You always hoped it was because he harbored some feelings for you but that had been a foolish fantasy.
"Y/n, I'm sorry sweetheart, I won't ever smoke again, I mean this was the first time in weeks, I really am trying" what? he thought this was about him smoking?
"No, Theo it's not about that." you simply stated trying to make him understand about you suddenly pulling away. He stared at you, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say something but really could find the words.
"You can't do this, you cannot wake up on a random day and decide to remove me from your life as if I'm a pawn in your chess board" he was almost yelling, Theo had never yelled at you nor had he ever gotten angry at you, it was always you being mad and him picking up on it.
You remembered a scenario from second year and how different times had gotten now, you had changed and him not so much but you guess it was for his better.
"Where's y/n?" The twelve year old Theodore Nott asked his friend and said friend just shrugged in response before saying, "She hasn't been talking to anyone."
You're mad, he knew you were you always shut everyone out when you were, falling silent and Theo knew just how to better your mood and so he headed in your direction.
Your flashback stopped when you saw a tear fall from his eyes, you had never seen Theo cry either, only once and that too not intentionally. He was showing every emotion of his and you stood there unable to think, mumbling a sorry before leaving him stranded in that hallway.
Theo was shocked, hurt, angry and was feeling all these emotions at once. He had known you for six years and you had left him in six minutes. He loved you and you couldn't see it.
He knocked on your door for the fifteenth time, and you finally opened it. Your eyes were red and puffed up, you were crying.
"Why are you doing this?" He asked in a small voice unlike the one he used in the hallway, he was scared to lose you.
"You don't need to take anymore pity on me, Theo, go live your life" you said with a sniffle in the end and your statement had only made him more confused.
Pity? he had never taken pity on you, and it hurt himself that you believed that nonsense. "You can't replace me y/n, I'm forever, no matter what."
You so wanted to believe him, you so wanted to be in his arms right now, you so wanted him to stop as he was doing right now but you just couldn't.
"I'm sorry Theo, but I have to" Those were last words to him before you shut the door and Theo couldn't sleep that night.
It had been 2 months, 18 days of you ignoring him and he thought he might go mad, you were driving him crazy, you not being there was so much worse than he had anticipated.
It was late in the night when he spotted you leaning against a railing, breathing hard, and when he got a bit closer he noticed you were crying.
He went to stand beside you, you flinched but then sort of relaxed when you noticed who it was. You laid your head in your hands and started crying even harder and without missing a beat or saying something spiteful, Theo took you in his arms.
It was much later that you realized that you could not live without him, he was your Theo. Your tears wet his shirt but he didn't seem to mind, he never seemed to mind.
"You won't leave again, would you?" He asked as if he knew you were coming back and he was right. "You could try, but this time I won't let you."
You smiled at him, god he was the only person in the world who would never make you feel bad about what you did, and you realise it was only your insecurities holding you back from him.
He kissed your forehead lovingly and hugged you even tighter, "I love you" he whispered, half hoping you didn't hear him, but you did.
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hyuckmov · 10 days
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You know.... when rockstar haechan 3 drops, ill be taking the day off from work and rereading all of it at once just to feel everything again the lust, the hurt and all the roller coaster emotions that comes with it. Ive been reading through the tags rn and gosh i cant wait, im so so excited to be hurt! I dont know how you just posted that stuff for all of us to read for FREE, its amazingg for realll!!! I love reading angst so much and this is the most hurt ive been by a fic. Like EVER.
Take ur time finishing part three, we know that the wait will be all worth it. And if u do make a taglist please add me so ill be notified when it drops 💕
And if u mayyyy, maybe u can share another snippet? Hehe love lots
omg 😭 it means so so so much to me that you feel these emotions so deeply from my writingsfnbjsnfgb i'm really happy you like it and i hope the 3rd part hits the way you want it to!!!
thank you so so much for supporting my works it really means so much to me that you trust me as a writer <3 ive been swamped with work again but still making time to write slowly - i think i basically have the plot i just need to write the actual scenes :) i'll clean up my taglist soon and i'll definitely tag u on it!
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new snippet!!! honestly im so bad at picking these snippets because i just wna share major plot points w u guys but at this point i don't think it matters....more gut-wrenching nervous out-of-his-depth haechie
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givemea-dam-break · 1 year
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hello my love <3 can i request fluff with lockwood where y/n is sick and she also has injury on her hand (something like lucy's maybe?) and when lockwood wants to clean it she's not happyy about that 'cause she only wants to sleep and he's like "i'm your fully qualified doctor, remember? you have to listen to me, love", btw i absolutely adore your stories, keep writing cause you're amazingg, mwah <3
a/n: of course!!! domestic lockwood is the best in my humble opinion. and im so glad you like my stuff so much, love you my dear <3 also taking this as an opportunity to apologise for the terrible titles for most of my fics i spend ages thinking but can never think of something good lmao
warnings: minor injury detail gn reader
Perfect - Anthony Lockwood
The library is the warmest room in the house, and by far your favourite, so it's no surprise when Lockwood finds you there, curled up on your designated armchair close to dozing. He smiles at you as he steps in, carrying a tray of something or other that he places down on the little coffee table before sitting in his armchair.
There's something about him today that makes you want to laugh. Maybe it's the way he's been mothering you all day because you're ill. Maybe it's the lack of Anthony Lockwood professionalism he has today, what with his crinkled hoodie and pink fluffy socks - aren't those the ones George has been looking for? He's so unlike his usual self today, but also inadvertently just like himself. A walking anomaly.
"How are you feeling now?" he asks quietly, as if your ears may explode if he speaks too loud. "Any better?"
"No better than I did seven minutes ago," you say with a laugh. "Lockwood, you don't have to keep a constant eye on me. You've got things to do."
"One of which being to take care of you," he says. "Which reminds me, are you finally going to let me take a look at that cut on your arm? It needs cleaning."
"I trust you with my life, but I do not trust you with the first aid kit. You'll shove half a tube of Germaline on it. Besides, I want to go to sleep, and here is cosier than my room."
He gives you a look, but it's halfhearted. "You can sleep once I've cleaned it. I've brought you some of your favourite biscuits and a brew in return."
You lift your head from where it had laid on your arms. "Doesn't sound like a very fair trade for you."
"Ah, I'll cope."
"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm sure it's healed amazingly and then I'll be back to my wonderful self in no time."
"I'm not leaving until I've at least taken a look at it. Then after that, you can have your tea and go to sleep." His grin is dazzling then. It's the kind he always uses when he's trying to get his way. "I'm your fully qualified doctor, remember? You've got to listen to me."
If you could be bothered, you could push for him to leave you in peace, but your head feels like it's full of water and you want to go to sleep. So, begrudgingly, you shift so that your arm hangs over the armrest of your chair.
The gentleness of Lockwood's hands as he takes your arm and slowly, carefully peels off the plaster you haphazardly placed on shocks you. His fingers are soft, holding your arm as if it's a delicate thing that could break at any moment.
He takes a minute to just look at the gash on your forearm. It's no longer than your index finger, cutting diagonally across halfway up, and it's still oozing some blood. The plaster is covered in it, and he deftly throws it into the bin before taking his little first aid kit from the tray he brought in. Its original purpose was for you to use it on him whenever he got banged up on cases, which was more often than not, but there's something strangely special about him using it on you now. It makes you feel a little giddy.
"You got this from a glass door, right?"
You're acutely aware of his touch as he shifts his grip so as to clean the cut. "Yeah. George knocked me into it by accident. I'm surprised this is all I got out of it."
His reply comes in the form of a quiet hum. As he cautiously cleans the wound, you watch as his brows furrow a little with concentration, creasing a little line between them, and his top lip twitches a little bit. A little quirk, you've noticed, when he's particularly invested in something. Usually, it's the latest gossip rag, in which he always loses sight of the real world, but now it's you. A small flutter arises in your chest.
He wipes over a small part of the gash, and you suck in a sharp breath. The sound makes him falter, the wipe hovering an inch above your skin as he looks up at you.
For a moment, then, you forget about the pain. Through his thick lashes, his eyes are brimmed with worry and apologies, but after insistence that you're fine, he continues to clean the fresh blood away.
"Let me put the cream on the plaster," you murmur. "You'll put way too much on."
He smiles. "Who's the qualified doctor here?"
"In all honesty, Skull is probably better at this kind of thing than you are."
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
"Do."
But, even still, he passes you the tube of Germaline and a long plaster. A moment later, you pass it back, and with delicate hands, he places it over the gash. It stings a little, and you hiss at the sudden cold, but the feelings are gone before the minute is even over.
"Perfect," he says with a soft, private smile. "All sorted."
His hand lingers, still holding your arm, and you suddenly feel more awake than ever. It's as if the tiredness has just melted away into the cushions of the armchair and down into the floor with only his touch, and you yearn for him to not let go. To stay exactly where he is.
And, as if having read your mind, he does.
If someone were to walk in, the scene would be strange. You, curled up in your seat with your arm hanging over the armrest, head resting on your own shoulder, and Lockwood, holding your arm as if it's some valuable thing, and simply looking at you with those expressive eyes of his.
"How do you feel?" he asks. His voice is a little breathy.
You're trying not to focus on the feeling of his fingers slipping down your arm until they almost - almost - slot in between yours. You shift slightly so that your head is in a position that isn't causing a crick in your neck, and it only grants a better view of him. His dark hair glowing bronze in the firelight, the ever so faint freckles on his nose, the dip in the left corner of his lip that insinuates another smile.
"A little better." The words almost catch in your throat when his fingers curl around yours just so. They don't hold yours, but they're so, so close. You can feel his pulse - or is that yours beating wildly out of control? "Do you have any paracetamol?"
He takes a second to realise what you've just said, and his hand leaves yours as he rakes about in the first aid kit for the painkillers. Out of pure mothering ability, he pops two out of the packet and hands them to you along with your mug of tea. Not the nicest thing to swallow them down with, but it'll do.
"You need to be more careful on cases," Lockwood says.
"Tell that to George. He's the one who bumped into me." Then, you shrug. "I suppose I shouldn't have gone when I've got the worst head cold I've had in yonks."
A breathy laugh escapes his lips, and you notice how he's looking down at your hand.
It's a bold move, completely unlike you, but you reach for his hand, looping your fingers through his. His hand is warm and, yes, that's definitely your erratic pulse.
It takes a lot to catch Lockwood off guard, but that does the trick. For a moment, it's like he can't decide whether or not to look at your linked hands or at you, and you laugh at the sight of it.
"This is wholly inappropriate," he jokes. "Doctors and patients shouldn't do anything remotely like this."
You must be out of your mind entirely because you lean over and press a kiss to his knuckles. "What about that?"
The expression on his face reminds you of when the TV signal has gotten busted, and the four-person-army of Lockwood and Co, plus a glowing and crude Skull, are sitting around it angrily waiting for it to stop buffering. When the picture freezes, glitches a little bit, and buffers for even longer. You can almost see the buttons and wires in his mind, struggling to compute what you just did.
That's not to say you aren't the complete same. Truthfully, you shocked yourself with the kiss, and you sit here now, staring at the spot where your lips touched his skin.
You're ill, you remind yourself. Maybe he'll pass it off as delusion.
"Would you mind if I weren't your doctor for a little?"
Frowning a little, confused, you say, "No...?"
You've never seen a person move as fast as Lockwood does then. Before you know it, he's leaning over your entwined hands and his lips are brushing yours so softly, giving you room to move if it's something you don't want. But you do. You want it more than anything.
Everything seems to melt away at the moment you press your lips firmly onto his. The library, the fireplace filled with dancing orange flames, your horrible cold, the sting of anti-septic cream on your fresh cut. You're aware only of his lips on yours, his fingers twisted in yours, the warmth of his hand. Every nerve in your body feels as though it's about to combust. Your heart is practically beating through your chest. God, your hands are awfully sweaty.
Only a moment later, he pulls away, but his face stays so close to yours that you can feel his breath on your cheek.
You want to say something romantic, maybe something smart or snarky like you usually would, but all you can think of is, "You're going to get a cold now."
"It's just as well we have Skull, then, huh?" His laugh is soft and airy, and you could catch it between your lips if you so wished. "I'm sure I'll be fine."
His gaze flickers between your eyes and lips, and you're positive that if he weren't holding your hand right now, you'd implode in a burst of sparks and fireworks.
"Well, if you're so sure -"
Knowing where the sentence is going, he presses his lips to yours once more, and it's perfect.
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lavender--fairy · 9 months
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hi, just wanna share a "success story." i'm choosing to stay anonymous because i don't want to be bombarded with questions, because the asker can find answers within themselves.
i'll just cut straight to the chase. throughout high school, especially when we were online during the pandemic, i would cheat on all my exams. i'd say this started mid 8th grade until mid 11th grade. mind you, it wasn't threshold based, so i wasn't really harming anyone. me cheating basically stopped the class average from dropping down 70% lol.
the act of me cheating alone reveals many things; i was unconfident in myself, insecure, and cared what other people thought of me.
11th grade is where people here start to get really anxious. pulling all nighters and getting caffiene addictions. but i was lazing around, and did what i always did. of course, online exams don't last forever, especially not when it comes to an international exam. it really only hit me months before the real tests that cheating wasn't gonna get me anywhere.
how was i supposed to do these exams? ones that people take at least two years to prepare for? that people study their asses off for? with all the high expectations i falsely gained from my peers and parents, i knew that if i failed these tests, not only would i be ashamed, but everyone would begin to doubt me and inevitably find out about my cheating habits. and i didn't want that to happen.
i did everything i could. i tried to study, but i was inefficient because i basically never opened a book on my own before that, then i tried to get tuition, which only worked to some extent. the highest i have everr gotten on a practice paper was a B, and it was a low one.
i took eight subjects. most people here take 6/7, but i didn't wanna drop one because i didn't want to feel the "shame." again, i really cared about what others thought of me.
so, at this point, i thought. well, i'm screwed.
then i came across subliminals while looking up focus music, which lead me to manifestion -> law of assumption -> neville goddard -> the 4D -> the inner man.
started to implement the law. thought i'd pass all my exams because hell, why not? i persisted that i was just gonna pass because i said so.
i gave the inner man good grades because i could. i saw a good report card in my head because i could. i imagined myself happy on results day. despite the fact that i was underprepared by a mile. why? because i could.
i got straight A's for my exams and got an outstanding reward. this truly revealed to me the power of the law, because just a month back, i was pulling my hair out and stressing like crazy. i'm not proud of my old habits. but with the law, i was able to live the lazy life of my dreams (lol) and still be awarded with praise, smiles and trophies.
wanted to share this story because i feel like knowing the law is so important. it's so easy too. all you have to do is give it to yourself, the inner man, the true self.
don't stress about getting those grades, getting that girl, that dream body, clear skin. don't stress about getting. just give it to yourself, because you can.
hope this helps someone out there realise something :)
heyy butterbean!! This is amazingg thank you so much <3
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angelltheninth · 2 years
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Omg the friendzone smut was amazingg can I please ask for some more Jason Todd smut where the reader asks Jason to put a baby in them and Jason very happily, consensually and disrespectfully does just that ???
Thank you Anon! That means a lot. More Jason smut asks are always welcome don't worry.
Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, breeding kink, rough sex, established relationship, married couple, dirty talk, degrading praise, begging, Reader being pinned down on the bed
Word count: 2k
Ao3
A/N: Consensually and disrespectfully? I'm not completely sure what that means or if that's a typo but I'm gonna roll with it.
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It was a gamble, asking Jason to get you pregnant. Sure there were times when you both talked about it in the heat of the moment in the bedroom, but that was always while Jason wore protection, always taking precautions.
This time however you were completely serious when you asked him. Hand holding his and looking deep into his eyes. It took him a few days to think it over, he didn't bring up the topic at all in that time however, just silently pondered it.
So when he came back from patrol and you greeted him before he guided you to the bedroom you assumed that he wanted to make love to you just like he always does. You were quick to take off your clothes, Jason already looking painfully hard just from your hasty make out session, Jason was never slow when it came to getting your clothes off you, always so eager to feel your bare skin against his.
However when you reached for the pack of condoms and he put them back in the drawer you were very pleasantly surprised.
You find yourself being pushed onto the bed by Jason, his eyes a darker shade than green than usual, clouded with lust and intent.
"Are you sure?" He asks as he cups your cheeks in his hands, watching as you lean into his touch and close your eyes.
"Of course I am. I wouldn't have asked you something so big otherwise. Do..." You gulp, "Do you want to?"
Jason frowns, "I'm not gonna lie to you sweetheart, I never imagined being a dad with the kind of of life that I've been living." He leans down, lips ghosting over yours, "But you... you've given me so much over the years. So much love and care and commitment and... family. So if you want to try for a baby, if you feel like I'm good enough to do this, then I'd love to take this next step with you."
"Together." You whisper as you take his hand and intertwine your fingers together, "We'll always do it together."
For a moment Jason thought of making a joke of that statement, but there will be time for that later. "Yeah. Together."
His lips press against yours, a few loose stands of his hair fall against your forehead, tickling you as you let out a pleased hum.
"How do you want me?" You ask against his lips. The smirk on his lips was already very telling.
"On your back, spread your legs for me. I want to see every inch of you." His previous gentle tone was almost gone, replaced by the commanding, low, husky voice that made you wet just from thinking about it, a fact that he sometimes exploited by calling you at work and making you orgasm just by telling you all the things he wanted to do to you, and then doing them when you saw each other later in the day.
Whenever he uses that tone you know you're in for a good time.
You back up on the pillows, Jason's big frame looming over you, a satisfied smile on his face before you interrupt it by pulling him down into a kiss. Jason's eyes widen in surprise for a second, you watch as the pupil of his eyes expands almost swallowing the lovely green that you're so fond of. He's quick to recover however, his tongue prying your mouth open and deepening the kiss.
The tip of his dick nudges against your clit as he draws you hips closer to his, his rough hands grabbing your thighs, spreading them further.
You swallow a whimper at the unexpected contact. He smiles and does it again. And again. You can feel the width of his dick rubbing between your folds, getting more and more coated in your juices every time he rolls his hips, "Patience, I'm getting you ready. Don't wanna hurt you now you know." He slowly licks his middle finger up, down and around, trails it slowly down your body, between your legs and pushing it in until he's got it completely inside of your slick cunt.
"You're so tight, are you excited about this?" You can hear the smile in his voice as he slides his finger in and out, your soft inner walls wrapping around his finger at every movement.
"God you need to ask? Always." At this point you're pretty sure there isn't anything Jason could to that would make you want to stop this, Although..." You purposely clench around him, "As much as I love your fingers, and you know I fucking do, I think I could go for something bigger."
Instead of his dick, Jason tilts his head to the side and adds another finger, "Like this?"
A frustrated groan left your mouth, "Jason..." He chuckled and moved moved his dick through your folds again, very, very slowly, "Oh screw you." You smile despite your frustration.
"That's the idea." Once he felt he was wet enough he pulled his fingers out, sucked them clean, keeping eye contact the whole time while he rubbed his dick up and down with his other hand.
Your eyes didn't know where to look. His finger, or his dick. Both were equally hot and you wanted to suck both of them.
Jason had better ideas.
His finger popped out of his mouth with a wet pop. You watch as he lines himself up with your hole, the head of his cock prodding but not going in, making you chase his cock with your hips.
"So fucking desperate aren't you? I love seeing you so horny, and all this for me. Because you want my cock, my cum inside that pretty little hole." Jason presses your hips into the bed, his elbows keeping your thighs apart, "I can't wait to see that cunt dripping with my cum."
You bite your lower lip in anticipation. Your hands grab onto his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as you feel him slide in. He goes slow and steady, in and out, each time sinking in just a little deeper until he bottoms out. There's a mutual sigh between you two when you feel your hips pressed together. You look down at the place where you're joined, his cock hot and thick inside you. "Jason." Your fingers interlock at the base of his neck, feeling his heartbeat under your hands, "I need you to fuck me until I can't think."
"Oh god." Jason groans and you feel his dick pulse, "I love when you ask me that. What else love? What do you want me to do to you? I need to hear you ask me again." You can feel him shaking with the effort to stand still rather than pound away at you.
"Fill me up. I need your cum inside me, I want you to get me pregnant." You take a deep breath and lock your eyes with his, "Put a baby in me Jason. Breed me."
"Fuck!" Jason roars, his self-control finally snapping. His hands hold your hips in a knuckle white grip, leaving bruises for sure, as he begins to thrust in and out, bottoming out every time.
He pulls you close, our body melting into his, hips smacking together as he ruts into you. You feel his hot tongue on the shell of your ear followed closely by his teeth, nibbling slowly before doing the same down your neck, across your breasts and then your left nipple.
You arch your back into him, goosebumps forming on your skin everywhere his mouth and hands touch.
With more force than he meant to he slams his cock into you, so hard you raise your hips from the bed and see stars begin to dance in front of your eyes, vision going blurry from the force of an unexpected orgasm.
"Not yet darling. I'm not done with you yet. You told me to fuck you silly. And I will. When I'm done, not only are you not gonna be able to walk for a week, you're gonna be begging me to fuck you again and again. Because I know you. I know that you can go for a whole weak once you get a good pounding. Like a bitch in heat." His movements begin to get less and less coordinated, his muscles tighten as he holds back his release, "And I'll give it to you, all of it, all of my cum, fill you up whenever you want it. I'm yours. All yours."
"Now. I need it now." You take fistfuls of his hair at the base if his neck, hear him hiss in pain as he doubles his efforts, every thrust going balls deep inside you, making sloppy, wet sounds every time it slides into your wet cunt. You clench your walls around him as tight as you can in your still fucked out state. "You told me you're mine. So prove to me that I'm yours."
"Babe, oh fuck!" Jason's hands leave your body to dig into the mattress for leverage, "I'm gonna spill every last drop of my cum into that perfect, pretty little cunt. And it's gonna take all of it. You'll take all of it." Jason clenches his teeth, "Gonna fill you up so good. Fuck!" His hips smack into yours one final time before you feel his warm seed flood your inner walls, sending you into another orgasm. "Fuck, fuck, babe, so warm, so tight for me."
You don't know where he finds the will to pull back out but he does, and in a spit second you're turned on your stomach, his front to your back, pressing you into the matrass as his still hard cock slides back into your pussy, leaving a few drops of cum on your ass along the way.
"Jason, holy shit." You can't help but roll your hips into his cock, the angle doesn't allow for much movement but you can still feel it, hot and hard and shooting ropes of cum into you when ever your ass meets his front.
"That's right. Keep taking my cock. You're so fucking beautiful babe." His hands manage to squirm under and and grab your breasts, "Do you feel full yet? Hm?"
"Y-Yeah. So fucking full. Can you... god... I want more. Please." You can barely recognize your own voice anymore, it feels to hoarse to your ears, too strained from your moans and whimpers.
"Can you take more? Your cunt feels pretty full to me." And the sloppy sounds and the fact that you can feel his cum dripping onto the sheets and smearing over your ass.
"I know I can." You move your ass backwards and still your hips, his dick completely burred in your cunt as you slowly circle your hips.
You feel Jason panting against your neck, "You're gonna make it impossible for me to pull out. I wanna keep my dick inside this warm hole forever. Its taking my dick so well, like it was made for it." There's a possessive tone to him, only a hint, but it sends tingles down your spine and straight to your clit.
His cock twitches again as he fucks his cum into you until you feel him freeze again, releasing another load.
His head falls against your back, lips finding your skin and pressing, hot, sloppy kisses between your shoulder blades. You sigh, your body melting into the soft bed as Jason's arms leave your breasts and circle around your stomach, moving you both to lie on your side.
"I'm staying inside. It's warm." He mumbles against in between kisses.
You chuckle and press your back to his front, "Fine by me."
He kisses you again and again, "Love you babe."
"Love you too Jason." Your eyes flutter shut. You feel warm, safe, loved and so damn full. "Another round tomorrow?" You joke as you wiggle your ass against him.
"You're insatiable." Jason smiles against your neck.
"And you are a bad influence." You smile back even though he can't see.
"I take that as a compliment." You feel him kissing your back, his kisses and the feeling of his warm body against yours easing you into sleep, incredibly happy that you have such an incredible and loving man as your husband.
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ㅤ.ㅤ ♡⃞ㅤ ˚ ~ Thank you for 300 followers!  ♡  𓐆   ❀
Thank you everyone for 300! I appreciate everyone sm and I''m so glad to be part of this community, I'm extremely grateful :)
I love you all, and honestly I like making mbs still which is the reason I'm still posting even when my blog clearly isn't really doing the best rn , so that's what gives me motivation ig 😭
And for the few people who actually consistently still go out of their way to be supportive and keep choosing to go back to my blog out of so many others, they're my real heroes <33
I apologize for slow..everything (?) and being partially ia as well. The post explaining everything you need to know is here if you want to know about anything you need from me still! :>
now for my most fav blogs / moots : (I'm actually going to keep it a short list this time hahaha)
no particular order:
 @m-ime    @hee-chuu    @p-oisn
 @egorls     @seulio     @yeritos
 @nwtzy     @haerinism   @jaes1lvr  
 @joyszn     @hyeism    @jenfaery ++
Im literally so sorry it feels like I tag you all so much I'm so so gen sorry if you're bothered by that I can not tag you since I get it can be annoying :,)
(go follow and support any/all of these amazingg creators i literally cry when I see their moodboards they're always jaw dropping gorg!!)
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bradpittwh0re · 11 months
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pairings: brad pitt x singer!reader
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wicked2024 We are so excited to announce that Y/N L/N will be joining the cast of Wicked 2024 as Glinda
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y/nfan01 we are so proud of you y/n
y/nfan02 wait she's getting back into her acting roots , mother!!!
pittfan24 brad would have to give her acting lessons cause she can’t act , love her voice tho
y/nfan03 y you such a hater she literally acted before she was a singer
y/nfan04 we don't want this we want the next album
y/nfan29 can yall stop bullying y/n to make another album
y/nfan72 she literally made 3 album in 3 years relax
hater09 stop letting singers act they always horrible
y/nstan11 she literally started off on broadway before she became an artist weirdo
bradpitt been keeping this secret for so long your going to kill it
yourusername aww thx my biggest cheerleader
bradpitt 🥰🥰
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yourusername I can finally reveal my new hair color for the glinda
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y/nfan62 her hair colour suits her so much
bradfan4 why she look like a skeleton
zendaya your so amazingg
y/nfan65 love her to bits but is she okay
bradfan3 probably doing ozempic
y/nfan72 she needs to eat more
bradfan18 brad should be with a real woman not a wannabe child
bradfan55 why does brad think she’s attractive , soo confused
y/nfan87 all these comments are disgusting , stop judging her body
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TMZ Y/n L/N has been getting backlash over new look she posted via instagram.Do you guys thinks she is on ozempic???
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y/nstan04 i miss the old y/n
bradfan13 y/n deserves better
hater92 💀💀💀💀
bradfan22 sided eye , so obvious she is using compare her pics to early
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bradpitt I dislike sharing my private life with the world. Still, when people in my personal life are getting bullied, attacked, and trashy news outlets and fans are saying untrue things, I can't just stay silent.Y/N is the kindest person ever (and the best girlfriend) and doesn't deserve any of this hatred.
But I just also wanted to say, one: There are many different kinds of beautiful. There are many different ways to look healthy and beautiful. When I looked the way you consider my healthy but that in fact wasn’t my healthy. But that’s the first thing: Healthy can look different.
The second thing is you never know what someone is going through. So even if you are coming from a loving place and a caring place, that person is probably working on it or has a support system that they are working on it with, and you never know. So be gentle with each other and with yourselves.
And thirdly, the third one’s unrelated I guess. I just wanted to extend some love your way and tell you that you’re beautiful no matter what phase you’re in. But yeah, sending you guys a lot of love, and I think you’re beautiful, no matter what you’re going through, no matter what weight, no matter how you like to do your makeup these days, no matter what cosmetic procedures you’ve had or not or anything. I just think you’re beautiful and wanted to share some feelings. Have a very beautiful day, and I’m sending you a lot of love.
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author note - thanks for reading this was something I had done awhile a go and decide to just release something for you guys, also I'm currently editing my Sza and Rihanna works so they can be more up-to-date and relevant
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Hi Mimi, hope you’re having a cool time! 
I'd like to let you know that monachopsis literally got me in love! I WOULD DIE to read more of Yoongi's moments with his little girl 😭💓 There's something about the way you write those interactions that even though they're almost non-existent and very small (hopefully just for now) they steal your heart and got you smiling like crazy at the screen
I understand Yoongi's firm decision not to have babies but there’s something in THAT last chapter that you know that baby will end up making him fall in love! I can't wait to see the development of the story and specially progress and more moments of him and their beautiful baby 😩💕
Thank you Mimi for that book and all your work! Before I read it I was very intrigued how your work would be in a plot involving pregnancy as a main theme and I'm literally in love, YOU’RE AMAZINGG!!!
#ask #ask: monachopsis
I’d define him as very confused and having oc right there is not helping him at all 😭 just imagine how out of place and helpless he must be feeling 🥲
Thank you! I’m super happy you love this story. I’m gonna be so sad once is ends but I feel like it’s at that perfect stage 🩵
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Hello! Okay SOO I was curious if you would be comfortable enough writing Wally darling x Fem! (Or gn!) Lolita! Reader (OF COURSE if reqs are open! But if they aren’t feel free to ignore this req cause ngl I sometimes accidentally skip over a few words when reading rules but I read them like 4 times to make sure I wasn’t doing smth wrong 😞)
LIKE YOU KNOW THOSE LOLITA DRESSES? I’m also wondering if it’s not too much and request it’s classic lolita? BUT OFC you can do whatever Lolita you want!!
Now you have a AMAZINGG day, lovely afternoon, and awesome night and a WONDERFUL week🫶!!
Hey dearie! I never really seen Lolita but I checked it out and turns out I have no idea how to describe any detail of those dresses but! I decided to write this idea as similar to the request as I could and I hope you like it!
A penny for your thoughts?
Pairing: Wally Darling x Fashionista!Female reader
Summary: Reader normally doesn't wear dresses but Julie makes a good cases when she tells you to try one!
Illustrated Au, picture made by @gorccie and F/n stands for Female Name!
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F/n has always been the Welcome Home fashionista but she never really wore a dress of any sorts, but she made her pant involved look work and yet she could never shake out of Julie the determination to see her in a dress which leads to this exact moment.
"C'mon F/n! Just this one time, this red dress that has a sort of corset and a bunch of bows would look perfect on you and plus Wally will be the only one there!," Julie exclaimed while F/n pursed her lips while looking at her, this was possibly the millionth time she asked her to try the damn dress. F/n knew she was pretty and overall had a "good body", whatever that means, but she still didn't like showing her shape so often which led to her wearing the most beautiful dress pants and silk shirts.
"Fine, but this is a one time thing," said F/n defeated while Julie dragged her to her house where, probably, Wally was already there which made F/n gain a soft blush in her cheeks. She couldn't help to like him in a less than friendly way, in a romantic way but she knew he didn't like her like that. Yes, you beautiful self is oblivious
In Julie's house was Wally, as assumed, sitting in her bed while flipping through a random magazine but F/n didn't even get to say hello since Julie pushed her with the dress into her walk in closet as a way to tell her to change before she could change her mind. F/n sighted and put the damn dress on herself, as soon as she was done she walked outside of the closet feeling shy and yet she failed to notice how Wally's jaw opened in shock while a bright red covered his face.
"A penny for your thoughts?," Asked F/n towards Wally who was struggling to even breath at the sight.
Hope you like it Anon!
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