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yanderestarangel · 9 months

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HEADKANONS | JOHNNY CAGE MK1 WITH S/O

A/N: Yes, he's my favorite, please make requests for me with this man, I need ideas, I need requests- I'm obsessed for him. Do you want to make a request? Read my blog rules in the pinned post.

TW: sfw, smut, fluff, sex, sexual positions, afab reader, pet names, vaginal sex, oral m!re. | f!re |, degradation, daddykink.

SFW:

Johnny Cage is the typical golden retriever boyfriend, he will want your attention because we know he is an attention slut, not only applies to his fans but also to you, you need to keep in mind that when Johnny wants your attention, He'll get it one way or another, whether it's sending you countless messages, asking you for affection, or even begging you to stay with him, if you're the type to get angry and punish him with silence, he'll be very upset. bad, even becoming physically ill.

He loves being emotionally pampered, a lot of cuddling with him with his head in your lap, while the two of you watch a movie together in the living room of his mansion, while you massage his scalp and the light brown locks of his silky hair, he would be happy. smiling like a fool in love - which he is - even if you pointed it out, he would deny it with some typical joke of his, if you threaten to leave his side or stop making out with him he will pout and complain, a lot.

He also likes tight arms just enjoying the silence between the two of you, chaste kisses on his forehead or cheek are welcome, especially if you wear lipstick or gloss, he will smile sideways and run his fingers through the warm residue on your lips on his skin.

Johnny likes to show you on all his social networks, always taking selfies with you and posting them, stories talking to his fans but always with you by his side, he loves sharing some couple story about the two of you so that everyone can laugh at such a situation that you passed by, like the time he got the location of the award show he was going to wrong and you had to walk a long way to get to the right place, with Johnny carrying you on his back obviously, he wasn't going to make his beautiful S/O walk. If you're the shy type, he'll push you a little, not because he's mean, but because he wants to show you to the world, show the person who makes Johnny Cage happy, but if you still don't want to, he'll respect your decision, Even if it upsets him a little at first, he will still take photos of you and the two of you together, with various filters, from the cute ones to the most cursed ones he finds.

The two of you have a YouTube and Twitch channel together, he already had a channel so now you are a regular guest, after all you date him. Johnny loves just chatting in chat, or reacting to some edits and fanarts that his fans make of him live, he always thanks everyone and is satisfied, from the most amateur to the most professional, everyone is valid and valuable from Cage's perspective , and he also loves the edits with the photo and video of you as a couple, with you and him thanking you for your affection, he leaves the @'s of the editors and designers, encouraging their growth. In the lives it also happens that Johnny plays some games with you, his favorite is the horror genre, he loves seeing your reactions because you feel tense around him and the chat, he sits on a black gaming chair in the center of the camera and you or in the background or on his side - it's your choice - he also gets scared very easily so you can take advantage and poke his shoulder or arm during a tense moment in the gameplay, he'll jump and scream from his chair like a scared kitten while letting out a series of swear words - he may or may not have let his glasses fall to the floor and break one of those times.

Johnny lets you wear his clothes, he's very stylish, if there's something you like, you can wear it, he has enough money to buy a new and identical piece, but obviously there are clothes that he's more zealous and jealous of, he He'll even let you use it if you tell him you'll be careful, if you tear it or get it dirty, he won't do anything other than sigh and get irritated for a few hours, then go buy a piece like the old one and pretend nothing happened.

He also loves that you make him breakfast, he loves his food, his seasoning, the smell of warm food makes Johnny wake up in bed with a satisfied smile, seeing you in his kitchen, preparing everything for him, that's it. it also made his ego rise, but in a good way after all he has you in his life and no Hollywood award compares to having you as his partner, he comes up behind you and while hugging you, giving you a kiss on the head and smelling you, even though he's drowsy, he wants to be there with you, watching you make his breakfast with such care - Cage also whispers in a hoarse and low voice how much he loves you, thanking you for being so helpful to him and that will reward you later however you want -

The two of you play 'just dance' together, Johnny knows practically all the choreographies and makes you dance with him, whether you're good or bad at dancing, what matters to him is that you just have fun with him, and he's great at dancing, knowing move the hips extremely well and being very elastic.

Johnny loves sending you memes, posts, songs, everything he sees and remembers about you he will send you immediately, Johnny is the type who has a gallery full of memes that he never sent because he forgot, he is the type who sends more than +99 reels in less than 10 minutes, so if you two have been chatting don't be surprised if you get distracted and have more than 60 videos in your dm, each with a caption and context from Cage:

"I remembered you."

"LMAO you that day (Y/N)"

"That song is the one you like, isn't it?"

"lol that's so me"

"That food looks delicious, can we make it later?"

"pookie wookie"

"This film appears a lot in my fy, let's see it this weekend"

"Am I bbg in this edit?"

He also uses a lot of emoji and stickers to communicate, with chibi versions of himself often in his chat to show his emotions, he uses emojis to Seriously, then get used to using them.

The two of you have a typical mean girls night together, with skincare, hair moisturizing, movies together and gossiping together, Johnny doesn't mind if you want to try makeup on him, or paint his nails - as long as it's black and he's not in No acting roles at the moment - he accepts it willingly, and he even likes it when you do eyeliner on him - he looks even more handsome, believe me. -

Loves to pamper you materially! Johnny is the type that if he sees that you are looking too much at a certain product in a store, he will pull you and enter the place, calling the salesperson immediately and buying everything you want, and I guarantee you, he knows exactly when you want something. or when you're lying that you don't want to because you're embarrassed, if you lie and try to say that you didn't want to, Johnny will get serious and immediately take the most expensive products in the store for you, as a form of "punishment" for lying to him. He will be able to take you to the concert of your favorite band or singer when he is off work as a Hollywood star or he will hire the singer/band you want to do a private show at his mansion, nothing is too expensive or impossible for Johnny Cage.

He loves romantic nights with you. Johnny will put on a fancy suit, hire a good buffet for a candlelit dinner with you, something he does practically every weekend, it has become a couple's tradition in your relationship. A good dinner and expensive wine, to end the night with the lights of the Cage mansion partially turned off, with you and Johnny in the large marble area, the only light was from the moon that entered through the large video window, with the song: "You rock my world - Michael Jackson" playing in the background, on the speakers of the luxurious room, with the two of you pressed against each other, just singing while dancing intertwined in a heat of passion and love. - Johnny loves this song because he says it sums up what you did in his life, you rocked his world in a way that he can only thank you internally for being the love of his life, and being the person he can count on always, even though he is sometimes too arrogant and proud to admit it, he always says: "-This song sums up what I feel and have always felt about you honey." -It's his way of saying he loves you, when he can't say it directly.

He hates to show it, but he is extremely insecure, after the separation from his ex-wife - Cris - he always asks you if you still love him or if you will leave him one day, this insecurity causes some jealous attacks when you go out, doesn't it? nothing serious, just Johnny sulking and asking you why you're so different with him - which you weren't - just make this man sure of your relationship, holding his arm or hand when you go out helps a lot, with him smiling stupidly in the corner because you're proud to be dating him, after all who wouldn't be? he is Johnny Cage after all.

He's extremely intelligent, so he'll love rambling about everything about you, movies, art, history, everything. He will talk about several topics at the same time, while his head is in your lap.

NSFW:

Recorded sex: He carries that stupid phone of his 24 hours a day, that is, this also applies to sex, he will fuck you practically making a movie every time, recording in HD all your reactions and how you fit your body to his so well , moans, juices of lust, your face salivating with pleasure, the nicknames, the dirtiest things, all recorded and saved in a folder with a password on his cell phone. He uses the videos to masturbate when he is traveling to direct a film as a director, he becomes needy and needs you by his side, having to settle for the homemade porn videos that the two of you make together, your pussy jumping on his dick in the video, his body, his reactions, as he whimpered, fucking his own dick in his hand, writhing on the hotel bed he was in.

Sex on the phone: Well, when the porn videos you made, he will call you, begging you to masturbate on call with him, either just vocally, or on video call, or exchanging nudes while the two of you did it.

"-Come for me. Show me how much you want my cock, how much you need me to fill you like the submissive whore you are."

Daddykink: Self Explanatory, he loves being called daddy by you, he himself has a habit of calling himself daddy in random situations, with an arrogant air. "-Leave it to Daddy, Baby." "-Oh yes, Daddy Johnny is here to sort it out." And this applies to sex, he will fuck you while you call him Daddy or Daddy Johnny - he loves that shit, it boosts his ego like hell. -

Degradation and praise: He loves to praise you and degrade you at the same time, he also loves to be praised during sex, especially when you do the "missionary" position, while he looked at your face, fucking your pussy with greed and hunger.

"-Do you want to cum, my naughty little slut?"

"-You really want my seed to fill your pussy, don't you? You're such a dirty slut, wanting to be bred by me. You want to mark you as mine, don't you?"

"-You're nothing but a filthy whore, begging for my cock."

"-You're such a good boy/girl, taking my dick in that tight, pretty pussy, like the good slut you are."

His favorite sexual positions with you: 69, Doggy Style, Cowgirl, Reverse Cowgirl, Missionary, Scoop Me Up, The Seashell, The Pinball Wizard, Valedictorian, Table Top, The Lazy Man, The Snake, Stand and Deliver.

He also loves giving oral, he would really stay under your legs all day fucking you with his tongue if he could, in every corner of his mansion that he could, his tongue fucks you in the right spots, passing from your clitoris to the your entrance tight, his thick and firm hands keep you in place, holding the soft flesh of your hips, massaging the area in small circles with his thumb while looking into your eyes, while his mouth was too busy working for you. make you cum - maybe... Just maybe he rubs his nose on your clitoris to tease you, he has a big nose... Just maybe. -

Johnny likes blowjobs when he's angry, he likes to come home, have a good whiskey while sitting on the couch, and you between his legs, sucking him greedily, it was a relaxing sight, making Johnny remember the good things about life, you.

"-Yes fuck baby... Keep going... I really need to cum, you're my good boy/girl, sucking my dick so good."

Please squirt on this man! He loves to fuck you and make you squirt, whether with his dick, tongue, fingers or even vibrators - which you have to stimulate your pussy and his dick in some foreplay - Johnny just wants you to cum and get him all wet with your Sweet essence, the first time you squirted on him you were embarrassed, but he wasn't, he seemed to have discovered a new world, smiling like a fool.

"-Mmmm Johnny... I... Please take it off, I-" -You tried to speak between moans, while your pussy squeezed Johnny's cock more than ever, he felt something different, smiling sideways.

"-Fuck I bet that's a fucking squirt, come on, I want to see you squirt on my dick baby, this is going to be so fucking hot, just cum in that tight pussy." -Johnny says, thrusting his dick even more into your pussy, with all the strength and speed he could have in his hips at that moment, fucking you to the core, he gives a strong thrust, hitting his dick on your cervix, making you moan and squirt on his dick, abdomen and groin, dirtying him all over, while he smiled extremely happily.

"-I won't stop fucking you until you do it again baby." -He says smug with a cheesy wink, but he was serious, you were going to do that until he saw you squirt and cum like that again.

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

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dreaming-medium · 8 months

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Stray Kids Kinktober Day 2

Stray Kids Kinktober Masterlist

Titfucking - Hyunjin

Word Count: 3.1k

Summary: Hyunjin was always staring— he wasn’t as conspicuous as he originally thought. It’s time to take matters into your own hands.

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It was about six months into your relationship when you clocked Hyunjin’s slight obsession with your chest.

Well, slight is putting it gently.

In the beginning you chocked it up to him just being a man with wandering eyes and a libido to challenge that of a Roman emperor. After all, it’s not uncommon for one to stare, especially when you wear a lower collared shirt.

Then, the first time the two of you went to the club together as a couple, he could not keep his hands to himself the entire time. Even surrounded by all of your friends, when he danced behind you, his thumb would ‘accidentally’ brush the underside of your tits.

Most mornings when one of you stays over at the other’s apartment, you’ll wake up with his arms around you. His hips will be pressed against your ass and one hand up your shirt, cupping your naked breast.

His morning wood would harden the more he woke up and he would continuously fondle you even more until he eventually straddles you and fucks you like your life depends on it.

You catch Hyunjin staring all the time.

It doesn’t bother you, no, not in the slightest. In fact, quite the opposite. You absolutely love the extra attention he gives your chest.

As someone who’s had extreme sensitivity there for your entire life, it feels like you’ve hit the jackpot. Well, both of you did.

If the two of you are spooning on the couch watching a movie, all it takes is one lithe hand slithering underneath your shirt and you’re suddenly the horniest you’ve ever been.

And the bastard knows it, too. It’s a win-win situation for the both of you. Especially when you get to be on top. You get to ride Hwang Hyunjin and he gets to watch your tits bounce before his very eyes like a private show.

Still, even after all this time, he will not admit to your face how much he gets off thinking about your tits and your tits alone.

But, that was all going to change tonight if everything was going to follow your plan.

With a new comeback just a month away, the poor thing has been stressed out of his mind. Every morning, Hyunjin wakes up before you and goes to bed after you.

Lately, you’ve taken to sleeping and basically living out of his apartment just so he can hold you at night.

There’s a few texts throughout the day; he’ll send you selfies of his stage outfits, videos of choreography, voice notes of random stories about the boys. But you’d be lying if you said your thoughts were less than pure when consuming whatever he gives you.

In one video, he was showing you the new choreo to a song and the only thing you were able to focus on was the movement of his hips. How is he able to do that so fluidly?

That was your final straw.

It was Friday night, he didn’t have to be at the studio until early afternoon tomorrow. And you planned on using that to your advantage.

Hyunjin was going to walk through that door any minute now, and he had no idea what’s waiting for him.

It’s close to midnight when the apartment door opens.

“Hyunjin!” You call out from the bedroom, “Is that you?”

“Yeah,” he calls back to you. He kicks his shoes off by the door and throws his keys into the bowl on the table. “You will not believe the day I had.”

“Oh, yeah?” you answer. “Would you mind helping me with something? You can tell me all about your day while you do so.”

You cannot help the sing-songy mischievous timbre to your voice. It seems to go right over his head since he continues talking.

“Minho drilled us on choreography all day,” he whines. “Some of the others didn’t get the foot work right away so we kept doing it over and over again.”

His voice gets louder the closer he walks to the bedroom.

“Towards the end of it I just wanted to—“

Hyunjin immediately stops talking, a gasp catching in his throat.

There you stood in front of the full length mirror in one of the skimpiest bikinis he’s ever seen in his entire life. The fabric barely covered your most intimate areas, straps wound around your entire body.

A metal heart sat right underneath the valley of your breasts.

Every thought Hyunjin has ever had in his entire life has flown out the window. Gone with the wind.

“Do you like it?” you ask innocently, not turning to look at him fully. You’re playing a game with him and he doesn’t even know it. “The girls and I have that weekend spa trip coming up and I wanted to get some new suits. I tied a knot in the back and I can’t get it undone.”

Hyunjin stands in the door, his mouth opening and closing over and over again.

“Hyunjinnie?” a barely contained smirk graces your lips and you turn to look at him. Batting your eyelashes innocently, you twist your body around for him to see everything.

“It’s—“ his voice is hoarse when it comes out, so he clears his throat. “It looks gorgeous on you, Y/N. But, ah… are you sure you want to wear that to the spa? What if you get tan lines, you don’t want that, right? All those… strappy tan lines.”

You giggle at his rambling.

“I was thinking the same thing, baby. But, I still need help getting it off.”

Hyunjin clenches his jaw and walks over to you, his feet padding on the carpeted floor.

Instead of turning around when he gets close to you, you wrap your arms around his neck. Like second nature, he rests his own around your waist.

His bare hands on your skin feel so warm and soft, you shudder at the touch.

Standing up on your tiptoes, you press your barely clothed chest against his. His grip on your waist tightens.

“I’m so sorry you had such a rough day, Jinnie,” you murmur to him. Hyunjin stares down at you, a pink blush slowly dusting his cheeks.

You lean forward and press an extremely gentle kiss to his soft lips. His hands spread out on the sides of your rib cage and hold you closer to him.

It’s just a peck of your lips against his, so when you pull back, he chases after you.

You don’t let him continue, you turn around in his grasp and lift your hair off your shoulders.

“Do you mind?” you say, looking back over your shoulder at him. His eyes narrow for a split second before he looks down at the knot in the back of the bathing suit.

You made sure to tie it on the looser side for this very purpose.

Dexterous fingers grab at the strap and he works quickly to try and unknot it. Within seconds the top loosens around your chest.

His fingers slide down the curve of your back gracefully, mapping each inch of skin. The featherlight touch has you shivering.

Hyunjin exhales shakily through his mouth and the hotness of his breath fans over your exposed skin.

Slowly, his fingers come around to grab your waist again. But, you reach down and grab both of his wrists tightly. You pull at his wrists a bit so he steps closer to your body.

As soon as his front is flush with your back, you can feel just how much he loves the bathing suit you’re wearing.

Inch by inch, you bring his hands up your skin. Over your ribs and up to your chest.

Hyunjin gasps quietly behind you and you can practically feel his cock jump in his pants. Another shaky breath leaves his lips.

Immediately, his hands slid under the flimsy fabric that was loose and ready to come off. The softest groan comes out of the back of his throat as soon as he cups both of your tits.

After a few seconds, you release his wrists and reach your arms back to wrap around the back of his neck.

Your head tilts back to rest against his collarbone, whines quietly falling from your lips.

Hyunjin’s fingers pinch your perky, hard nipples and you roll your hips backwards into his painfully hard erection.

“Fuck.” he hisses and pinches even harder.

Dipping down to your neck, Hyunjin latches his mouth onto the soft skin and licks wherever he is able to reach.

“Jinnie,” you mewl, “been thinking about you all day.”

Hyunjin hums against your neck in response, leaving love bites down closer to your shoulder. His preoccupied hands bring you even closer to his chest.

He can’t get enough of you, his hands paw at your chest, pinching, pulling, and kneading the soft mounds. His head is in the louds, every thought is fuzzy. The only thing he knew was that he never wanted to stop touching your soft skin.

It’s a good thing that your bottoms are meant to absorb moisture.

Behind his head, your fingers play with the hair at the nape of his neck, wrapping around the strands and pulling slightly.

You turn your head to whisper right in his ear. “I want you to play with me how you’ve always wanted to, Jinnie.”

Hyunjin practically whimpers in response, his hips buck forward and he sucks hard where his mouth was.

You cry out, pushing your ass against him.

“I know you want to, baby. Don’t think I don’t see the way you look at me. How much you like fucking me in the mirror so you can see my tits bounce with each thrust of your cock.”

Hyunjin moans against your skin again, it sounds like he’s almost in pain from how aroused he is.

Both of his hands grip as much of your breasts as he could hold before turning you around in his arms. His lips immediately dip down and capture yours in a heated, wet, hard kiss.

His eyebrows are furrowed together and his hands travel back up your body to fondle your tits even further. The feeling goes straight to your core and you clench your thighs together. Your cunt aching for attention.

But tonight was about him, not you. Plus, you know there’s no way you’re going to bed tonight without cumming, not if Hyunjin had anything to say about it.

While your tongues slide over each other, you reach down and make quick work unbuttoning his jeans.

You also “accidentally” palm over his cock a few times, each time he moans into your mouth and you swallow the noise greedily.

Hyunjin pulls back for a split second to rip his shirt over his head, throwing it onto the ground carelessly. The entire time his eyes don’t leave your chest, as soon as his shirt is off, his hands are back on your breasts.

He can’t stop staring at how they look in his hands.

A long, heavy breath leaves his lungs when you push his pants and boxers down.

His cock springs free and he hisses at the cold air.

You get up on your tiptoes and pull his swollen bottom lip between your teeth. “Go lay on the bed, baby.”

His eyes are glazed over with pure lust. Hyunjin nods dumbly over and over and practically sprints to the bed, sitting down on the edge.

One of his hands absentmindedly pulls at his dick, his eyes stay zeroed in on your chest. The fabric of the bathing suit is doing nothing to cover your breasts anymore.

“What do you think, baby boy. On or off?” You ask, pulling slightly at the strings of the top.

Hyunjin gulps, leaning back on his elbows while his bottom half hangs off the side of the bed.

“O… On.” He answers heavily, lips parting, chest rising and falling with deep intakes of air. Truly, he didn’t care, you could do whatever you want to him at this point and he would beg for more.

You wink in response and walk over to the bed, swaying your hips with each step. His eyes rake over your figure, his Adam’s Apple bobs with a gulp.

When you get to the bed, you sink down onto your knees, eye level with his cock which is completely rock hard and weeping precum at this point.

Keeping direct eye contact, you put your arms behind your back and lean forward, licking a fat stripe up the underside of his cock.

An absolutely feral, sinful moan reverberates off the walls. Hyunjin throws his head back in pleasure and one of his hands fists into your hair, pulling tightly.

You only smirk once you get to the tip. “Gotta get you nice and wet first.” You pull as much spit into your mouth as you can.

“Fuck, Y/N!” You see his cock jump at your words.

Your tongue swirls over his tip once before you take his entire dick in your mouth. Hyunjin’s hips buck into your mouth and he lets out a long, deep moan.

It’s the wettest blowjob you’ve ever given. Spit is leaking out of your mouth and onto his pelvis and then dripping onto the sheets. But you need him soaking wet for what you want to do.

Saliva drips down your neck and onto your chest.

Hyunjin’s eyes follow each drop and when his eyes flicker to yours, you wink. His hand tightens in your hair and he whimpers.

“You’re gunna fucking kill me, Y/N.”

Whine after whine, whimper after whimper. It’s all music to your ears.

Just when he really starts to get vocal, you lift your mouth off his cock and he howls at the loss of your warm mouth pleasuring him.

“Oh, baby, you have no idea how good this is gunna feel.”

When Hyunjin opens his eyes again to look your way, you let your tongue drop out of your mouth. His lust-blown pupils follow the mouthful of spit and precum that leaks downwards; it drips down your neck and into the valley of your breasts.

The way his face twists in pleasure, you would think he was in physical pain. His ears and cheeks are bright red. His bottom lip pulls between his teeth to try and conceal the noises he’s making.

“Y/N-!” Everything about his demeanor screams desperate. He’s wriggling on the bed, hips moving uncontrollably. The hand that’s not in your hair is clenching the sheets so tight his knuckles are turning white.

From behind your back, you reach your hand up and spread everything over your chest, getting it nice and wet. During the process, you make sure to bring your other hand up and pinch and pull your nipples, putting on a show for Hyunjin.

“Please,” he’s borderline sobbing at this point. “Please, Y/N.”

“Yeah, Jinnie?” you tease and lean forward, spitting on his cock again, pumping him a few times. “You wanna fuck my tits, baby boy?”

“Fuck!” Hyunjin throws his head back with a broken wail.

“You wanna put that long cock between my wet tits? You wanna fuck them nice and slow?”

“Yes! Fucking please!” He squirms on the bed. “It’s all I want, Y/N! Please!”

Deciding to be nice, you finally grab your tits in two handfuls, wrapping them around his cock and pushing together.

Hyunjin’s eyes roll back in his head and his back arches off the sheets. More babbles leave his swollen lips.

Slowly, you move your tits up and down on his cock.

He’s going insane, he knows he is. He’s been balls deep in your soaking wet cunt before, he’s had you ride him two ways to Tuesday– but this? Fuck!

The skin on your chest is so soft and warm and it’s so fucking filthy.

With every pump, his dick leaks more and more.

“Jinnie,” you call out to him playfully.

He knows as soon as he looks down, he’s going to blow his load. But he cracks his eyes open anyway, his head lifting off the mattress to look you in the eye.

Right when he does, you stick your tongue out and lick the head of his cock as you pump downwards.

Every single one of his ab muscles clenches when he sees you, he cries out so loudly, his body curls inwards from the pleasure.

The more his cock leaks, the wetter it gets for both of you, and the easier it is to move up and down.

A long string of curses leave his lips as you pick up speed and squeeze your tits together even more.

Hyunjin’s hips begin to move in time with your pumps. Every wet dream he’s woken up from is finally coming true before his very eyes.

If the neighbors were sleeping, that was long over. Hyunjin has always been vocal in bed, but never like this.

Each lick is sending him closer and closer to the edge.

“So fucking good to me,” he blubbers, pulling at your hair and your sheets at the same time. His thighs begin to shake.

“Love this so much, baby. Love having your cock between my tits.”

He writhes around from your praise, “Close–! So close, Y/N!”

“Can’t wait for you to cum all over my skin, Jinnie. Might even let you take a picture, set it as your background.”

Picturing everything you’re saying does it for him. Hyunjin calls out your name loudly and his chin dips down to his chest. He yanks your hair in a vice grip.

Cum continuously shoots from his cock, and to put on a great show, you even stick your tongue out further.

To him, it feels like he’s cumming forever. Even after he’s completely empty, shots of pleasure shoot down his thighs every few seconds. It was definitely one of the fucking longest orgasms of his life.

Hyunjin’s mouth hangs open, he can’t seem to catch his breath. But that’s not at all what he’s paying attention to. He’s watching the cum dip from your tongue down onto your chest, the same way your spit had done minutes before.

His cock twitches and he winces from the overstimulation.

“Fuck, look at you.” he pants.

One of your hands moves and you use your finger to spread the cum all over your chest, over your hard nipples and eventually up to your mouth where you suck on the digit.

“So good for me, baby. How long until you can go again?”

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ericshoney · 10 days

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Mini Matt plays detective ~ Matt Sturniolo

Summary: Matt has got a new girlfriend and Mini Matt doesn't like her and finds out some info.

Warnings: usual swearing, platonic pet names, shouting, crying, name calling, clout chaser girlfriend (sorry to all the Mollie's out there, I picked a random name!), angst with a happy ending.

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You were sat on the sofa with Chris, playing Mario Kart happily. Nick sat next to you watching you both scream at the TV, laughing at how competitive you both are. Matt, well you had no idea where he was, until you heard his voice, along with a set of heels.

"Fuck." You mumbled, hearing the noise.

"Guys, Y/n, I'm back and I have Mollie with me." You heard Matt call, as he appeared with his girlfriend.

To be blunt, you hated her. She was rude when she wasn't around Matt, constantly touching him, hanging off him and being all demanding. She had a few hundred followers on socials, which didn't matter, but recently you've noticed all she posts about is Matt, you weren't sure if it was just her being obsessed or trying to get attention.

"Oh hey." Chris mumbled, getting up to grab a drink from the fridge.

"Hey Chris! Hey Nick!" Mollie squealed, totally ignoring your presence.

"I'm here too you know." You mumbled with a sigh.

"Oh sorry sweetie I didn't see you there." She replied, being as fake as her nails.

"Whatever." You muttered, going into your room to take shelter. You knew she'd be around wherever Matt was.

"Hey sweetheart, you okay?" Nick called softly, entering your room behind you.

"Just don't like her." You said, Nick knew you weren't a fan of Mollie, he saw how she really acted.

"I know bub, neither do I or Chris, but until Matt listens, what are we gonna do?" He responded, patting your knee.

"No idea." You sighed.

Nick patted your knee again as he got up to leave your room, letting you relax alone for a bit, knowing you didn't want to be around Mollie.

As you sat in your room relaxing, you decided to do some digging on Mollie. Call yourself petty but you couldn't deal with her much longer. You scrolled through all her social media, most of it being posts about Matt and her, trying to get followers and the regular selfie.

However, as you searched more, you found an upload of a fan account. It was a video of Mollie with one of her friends, the video looking like it was taken in secret. You watched it, listening to what it said and what was mentioned, you couldn't believe your ears.

"I'm only using Matt for clout, that boy is so dumb but it won't be long before I have a ring on my finger."

Grabbing your phone with the leaked video, you rushed into the living room where the guys were sat, Mollie laying right besides Matt. The four looked at you seeing you rush in with your phone held high.

"What's going on, kid?" Chris asked you.

"I was just scrolling through my phone, after doing a bit of digging and discovered this." You answered, passing him your phone.

The four watched the video, Mollie looking at you with hate in her eyes as the guys continued watching.

"It's fake." She quickly said once it stopped.

"Looks fake." Matt agreed quietly.

"Fuck no! It's as real as anything. Mollie's just using you!" You shouted as Chris passed your phone back.

"Y/n, just stop. Really." Matt said.

"What." You said in shock.

"Your just jealous. Can't you be happy for me?" He asked, looking at you.

"Matt, come on." Nick called.

"No, Mollie's using you Matt. Can't you see it." You responded.

"Just stop! Your just being a stupid bitch! You need attention all the time! Oh look it's Mini Matt. Like get over yourself!" He shouted.

You stood frozen in shock at his words. You felt the tears burn in your eyes as you ran back to your room, crashing on your bed, crying at how hurtful and blinded Matt was being. As you curled, a knock was heard at the door.

"Go away." You mumbled.

The person ignored you and you shot up once you heard the sound of Mollie's heels.

"I'll give you credit, nobody has ever found that much information about me in such little time. Well done on that video too." She said, a wicked smirk on her face.

"Why? Why do all this?" You questioned, rubbing your puffy eyes.

"For followers you dumb bitch. Matt and his brothers are doing fucking amazing at the moment so I want a part of it and if I keep going I'll push you out. I've turned Matt against you, won't take long for Nick or Chris to follow." She confessed with a crazy laugh.

"The fuck."

You both looked over and saw Nick, Matt and Chris in your bedroom doorway. A look of hurt now spread across Matt's face.

"Oh I'm joking Matty bear!" Mollie squealed, rushing over to Matt, only to be pushed off.

"Get the fuck away from me. Your sick." Matt growled.

"I suggest you leave and never come back." Nick said.

Mollie sighed in defeat and walked out of the house. You looked at the boys.

"I'm sorry Matt." You said as he came and sat next to you.

"No, I'm sorry." He responded.

"You didn't see what we saw, it's okay, bro." Chris said, patting his shoulder.

"No, you all tried to tell and show me how she was using me but I was too dumb to listen. I'm sorry for calling you a stupid bitch and saying you want attention." Matt responded.

"It's okay. I understand you were angry." You replied.

"I for one, am glad she's gone." Nick said, waving his hands around, making you all chuckle slightly.

"Let's take this as a life lesson. Nobody and I mean nobody comes in and tries to break up what we have here. Nobody replaces Mini Matt either." Chris said.

"Agreed." You, Matt and Nick said at the same time.

"I also don't think your over yourself, petal. Having you in my life makes me happy and I wouldn't have it any other way, even if you can be slightly grumpy." Matt said, teasing you.

"Hey, I'm Mini Matt, so you just called yourself grumpy." You replied.

"She got you there, dude." Chris said as Nick nodded in agreement.

Matt laughed and pulled you in for a hug, Chris and Nick also joined and knew they would be much more careful when it came to relationships and who to trust from now on.

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missmeinyourbones · 2 years

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haikyuu boys as icks

because my favorite thing is humbling men and fictional men are no exception | aot version & jjk version

atsumu:

does that thing where he "forgets to know your name" so he doesn't look obsessed with you, but in reality he just looks like a douchebag LOL he's comes up to you all nonchalant like "y/n, right?" as if he doesn't follow you on ig and like all of ur pics....and he thinks it makes him look so cool and popular and mysterious and then u look him dead in the eye and ur like "yeah, you're osamu, right?" he's humbled very quickly

osamu:

when he’s really tired or clingy, he talks in a baby voice :/ sometimes even refers to himself in the third person :/ just typing this rn is making me frown with disappointment. like yeah atsumu may be the more dramatic twin, but thats only bc he’s shameless in public. behind closed doors, osamu is right there w/ him. you find him pouting on the couch after a long day like “osamu wants cuddles >:(” or “can we make dinner together i’m hungwy >:(” big offender of the “sowwy” and “pwease” agenda. arrest him

suna:

is the embodiment of that one trend where you tell guys they look like they can’t swim and they get so unnecessarily defensive about it LOL. you say he “gives off a vibe that he can’t swim that well” and hes DISTRAUGHT...immediately whipping out all of his cards to prove you wrong like “obviously i can swim, wtf let’s go find a public pool rn and i’ll show you how good i can swim” also gets you back in such a ruthless way like “okay, but i can. and you look like you don’t know how to read.” feelings end up hurt on both ends :/

hinata:

whenever you guys go to the store, he holds up the line because he’s like “oh, i have a coupon for that!!! :)” but it's never convenient at all. it could be for the most minuscule or absurd products too, like toilet paper or ballpoint pens, and he’s digging through his wallet once you guys reach the register. like baby AREN’T YOU A PRO ATHLETE???? i think you can afford the extra $1.42 for granola bars. you bring up the idea of him having the coupon ready before he gets in line and he’s like “idk i don't wanna hold it for that long 🥱”

kageyama:

LEAVES HIS BEARD HAIR IN THE SINK AFTER SHAVING. oh my god, i am making myself angry rn. you rinse it out every single time and when you ask him if he knows what happens to all of his little trimmings, he’s just like “idk....i guess they just evaporate or slide down over time” when you literally clean up after him like a maid :I he makes me sick (inspired by that one tiktok of the oblivious husband and knowing wife)

bokuto:

doesnt understand politics so he just labels himself as “non-political” which comes across as him just being douchey :/ it makes him look so ignorant when he first tells you :/ like a man who thinks he’s too good to be socially and politically aware bc it doesn't affect him / when in reality, politics just really isn't his forte academically and he’s never learned the basics of it :/ because he is really smart ok i stand by this!!!! he’s a scholar and a college grad...he just only focuses on his areas of interest. take a gov course baby expand ur horizons

akaashi:

if you ask him those silly hypothetical relationship questions (the ones where you just want him to say something sweet, something that proves he loves you) he is not having it in the slightest. you ask him “would you still love me if i was a worm?” and he’s deadly serious like “no? one, that's not even possible. two, if i’m ever attracted to a worm then i need to be constrained and arrested. three, i think that’s really wrong for you to expect me to seamlessly deal with that big of a transition in our relationship--” and you have to be like OH MY GODDD OKAYYYYY IT WAS A TEST!!! AND YOU FAILED!!!

kuroo:

millennial core LOLLLLLLL im sorry. he posts a pic of him after he gets his hair cut and captions it “just did a thing! :P” EWWWW my toes are curling rn. he takes his selfies from the highest mom facebook angle and does the signature middle aged white man smirk. if he ever films a video of himself it’s so cringy bc he does the millennial zoom in and talks as if he’s a movie protagonist. attends a single work meeting and claims he’s “adulting��😂” at the ripe age of 27

oikawa:

when he really likes you, he does that thing where he's like "you're just not like other girls/people!!!! you're so different!!!!!!" you do basic human things like don't constantly wear makeup or eat whatever you please and he's like "i love how you can be so real around me, you're so quirky <3" you shave your legs or do your hair and he’s like “baby you don’t have to do all of this for me!!!!” he’s never touched a woman in his life. self unaware king

iwaizumi:

swears that period cramps are not that bad and that people who get periods over-exaggerate to make men (or people who don’t get periods in general) feel guilty about not dealing with them. believes with his entire chest that “getting kicked in the balls” is equivalent to the pain of childbirth. one day you jokingly buy one of those period cramp simulator machines and hook him up to it. he's all “i’m gonna be fine babe” and “it probably just feels like a stomach ache”.... he doesnt get past the 3rd setting and is holding back tears when you finally turn it off

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JJ Maybank as your boyfriend headcanons

Warnings: None

Pairings: JJ Maybank x reader

Words: 1158

*really loved doing these headcanons I definitely could have gone on for longer! lmk if you guys have any ideas?*

-Has an obsession with your hands, like almost always holding them or playing with your fingers whenever he's bored or anxious. All the pogues could be sitting around talking and laughing and he’ll be in his own little world, head bobbing to whatever music is playing, absentmindedly messing with your fingers.

-Lets you braid and style his hair when his head is on your lap or stomach, you'll do little tiny braids or buns all over his head and he’ll love the giggles it brings out of you.

-You guys always have each other's stuff in your bags, you will have his sunglasses or caps in your tote bag and he’ll have some of your lip balm or body spray in his backpack.

-He will complain about it but he secretly loves finding your hair grips or hair ties around his room and the bathroom at the chateau, sometimes he’ll even have a hair tie around his wrist just in case you need it.

-You guys have a joined playlist on your phones, each other constantly adding songs you want the other to listen to or songs that remind you of each other, it never fails to make you smile whenever you realise he’s added a new song.

-The boy will always be finishing off any leftover food you leave, can’t finish your pasta? JJ will have it gone in seconds.

-Whenever you're lying down on his stomach just scrolling on instagram or tiktok, JJ will be looking with you, you won't even notice it until he's commenting about someone's post or whining that you scrolled away from a video too fast and he wasn't done reading.

-Taking selfies on each other's phones when they get left unattended, you’ll both find them later on and most probably will end up being each other's lockscreens.

-Always knowing each other's favourite snack and drinks, picking them up at the store if you ever have the spare change.

-You will constantly be sharing each other's vapes, whenever you use yours he will just hold out his hand without saying anything and you’ll know to hand it over. And when he uses his you will just tap his leg or arm and he will know you expect him to place it in your mouth for you to take a hit, you do the same whenever he rolls a joint.

-Always reminding him about sunscreen when he’s out on the beach with the pogues, he doesn't burn at all really but he gets too excited to remember himself sometimes.

-Guides you with a hand on the small of your back.

-Or you'll hold onto one of his fingers whenever you're in a crowded place and he’s leading you through the crowd.

-Whenever he’s driving you places he is sure he knows exactly where he’s going and refuses to accept if he took a wrong turn, even when you have the location up on google maps and are directing him; his shortcuts never work out.

-Always has an eye on you at keggers or parties, never wants you to feel suffocated by his protectiveness but can’t bare the thought of you being in danger or uncomfortable without him there. So whenever you both go your own ways at these things, it rarely happens tbh, he’s always looking over at you or facing where you are, gotta keep his girl safe y'know?

-Sometimes you're not in the mood for surfing with everyone else so you and Sarah will sit on the sand or go for walks, you’ll always bring back a shell or rock or sea glass that you find, always telling him you found the most perfect one just for him.

-He keeps them in a special place in one of his drawers but you don't know that.

-JJ is a stomach sleeper through and through, can’t fall asleep if he’s not on his front, but yet he always manages to have his one free arm touching you somehow, either thrown over your stomach and holding your hip, loosely holding your hand from across the bed or gripping your thigh/leg when its pulled up over or near him.

-Refuses to wake up for anything, you’ll have to gently stroke his back or hair and kiss his cheek or shoulders to rouse him even a little bit- he does the same for you on the rare occasion he’s up before you.

-Will 100% serenade you from across the room or beach at parties, mouthing the lyrics and pointing at you until you’re smiling and laughing at him.

-He even ties your shoes for you whenever you're feeling slightly lazy.

-Sits next to you in the twinkie just so he can rest his head on your shoulder, even though he’ll need to shuffle down in his seat to reach.

-Will always give you sips of his drink and loves watching your reactions, sometimes you scrunch up your nose and shake your head and he’ll laugh and kiss your head. And sometimes you’ll hum and nod, taking another sip, a sign that he’ll have to get you one of these drinks when he goes to refill soon.

-Walks you home every single time without fail, or will pick you up or drop you off on his bike. Everytime. Very rarely are you ever walking anywhere alone or have to walk at all, but if you do then he’s texting you the whole way to make sure you’re good, or on a facetime or call with him until you get where you’re going.

-Loves going to the store with you, he’ll hold your basket as you throw whatever you need in. If you’re not from the US then he absolutely adores watching you discover new things that you’ve never seen before, often taking photos of you holding said things with a shocked or surprised awe face and sending it to the group chat.

-Definitely a hand on your thigh while he drives kinda guy.

-If you wear glasses he loves to see when you push them back up your nose, he doesn't know why he finds it so attractive but he just does. And he will definitely clean them off for you whenever you hand them to him to do, you could do it yourself but he's always wearing the best kind of shirts for it so-

-Watches you with the most curious and adoring look while you do whatever skin care or after shower routine you do, moisturising your legs, eye serum, face cream? He’s watching every step and is so focused he could probably do it step by step too.

-Y’know those tiktok’s about the taller guy that's following around his smaller gf, holding her bag or hand, no idea where he’s going but just happy he’s with her? That's JJ and you, 100%.

-Overall you and JJ are pretty much meant for each other, anyone that sees the two of you together can tell.

#jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #rudy pankow x reader #rudy pankow #obx x reader #obx #outerbanks x reader #outerbanks fic #outerbanks #jj maybank headcanons #headcanons #obx headcanon

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judeswhore · 9 months

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Yk how people take mirror photos with their partner? I feel like Jude would definitely have an entire album of you and him taking photos in front of a mirror because you do it so often. Obviously he’d have other photos in there but a good 47% is mirror pics and the other 53% is just you and the album would be titled “💞/❤️” or something not as obvious because he knows you’ll ask him abt it

And one day You’d catch him going through it and you’re just like “what’s that” joking n all and he’s smiling and pushing you away, covering his phone. First you’re like “huh..? Why’re you pushing me away? What do you have in there.” Because there could be a million possibilities, “what if he’s surprising you? Tricking you..? Laughing at an ugly photo?😒” but when he sees the look on your face, all sad because he wouldn’t show you, he’s all “alright, I’ll show you. But don’t think it’s weird.” But it’s literally the most heartwarming thing ever; him having an entire camera roll worth of photos, especially all the ones you’ve sent him while he was away, (like fit checks, selfies, videos, etc) he’d def have screen recorded videos of you just showing him stuff on FaceTime and you’d look so happy in them because it’s something you’ve really wanted to show him but he’s out of the country or something and you couldn’t wait. He’s just mentally slapping himself all “you don’t think this is weird right?” And you’re immediately saying no and his face just lights up but you guys sit back and laugh at this now because he was so shy abt it and it makes you feel so special in it’s own way😭😭

oh i love this :((( and i love the idea of him saving all the pics/videos u send him when ur apart of u like showing off ur fits and stuff bc he just thinks u look so gorgeous and he needs to savour it forever. same w him screenshotting u showing ur fits on facetime bc ur so pretty to him and u look so happy he just wants to keep them so he can go back and look through them when ur not there. he’d have so many pictures of the two of u (probably more than u) bc he genuinely is just so obsessed with u and cant get enough. but he’s feeling kind of embarrassed abt how many pictures he has of u as well as being shy abt getting caught scrolling through them bc he usually does it when ur not there and he misses u but this time he was scrolling to find a pic to put on his story or something and just ended up going through the whole album and looking at pics of youse together from when u first started dating. hes showing u the album and ur looking at him w this massive grin bc u think it’s so adorable and when he’s all “u don’t think it’s weird do u?” and ur like “no ofc not? why wld i?” and then ur asking if u can look through it too bc u wna see the kinda things that he saves of u. bonus points if afterwards u hand him ur phone and tell him to look through a certain album and it’s pretty much the same as what he has like just so many pictures of jude that you’ve sneakily taken bc he always looks pretty even when he’s not doing anything

#hey jude :)

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She's got a boyfriend anyway... (Phillip Graves x Reader) 18+ ࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

Hiii this is my first ever fic/drabble on Tumblr! Once upon a time, I wrote a social media tom holland fic on Wattpad (its so bad I swear), but the Phillip Graves brain rot is so strong (you've prob seen me in a TikTok comment section thirsting), and this idea I've had has been consuming me so I decided to finally write it! Any feedback is appreciated <3

Loosely based on t1975 song Sex!

gn! with mentions of a boyfriend throughout story (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: swearing, SEXUAL TENSION, cheating, light nsfw, pet names

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“Yeah it's been alright here so far, ready to go home though,” you spoke into the phone with your back leaned up on the dresser in your room at the Shadow’s base which was basically in the middle of nowhere, you couldn’t remember the name and the jet lag wasn't helping.

As the voice on the phone droned on, you instinctively started to pace around the room, now reaching for a frame of you and your boyfriend, who happened to be the voice that just sounded muffled to you now as you examined the picture like it was the first time you had seen it. The photo was taken about a year ago, it was a cute selfie from some date after dinner, a half-assed smile snuck onto your face as you recalled the memory. The framed photo was a going away gift from your boyfriend as you were whisked away on another secret Shadow’s mission.

“You still there?”, his voice cut through your thoughts, setting down the photo and leaning back onto the dresser resuming your previous position. “Yup, just tired as hell,” you felt bad for not being able to uphold a conversation but it was hard being in different time zones, he couldn't blame you for that, could he?

Trying to bring your focus back onto the conversation, a knock on the half-cracked door made you jump as you peered over to see who it was.

Phillip Graves, your commander.

The Shadow Company, after being with them for 4 years, at that point had become your second family. Working your way up through the ranks you slowly became Graves' second in command. Between the two of you, there were always some unspoken feelings, but they needed to stay that way. You had a boyfriend, a boyfriend of 3 years, a boyfriend who you loved. At least that's what Graves had to tell himself so he wouldn't continue to obsess over the idea of being with you, in really any capacity. You had always inadvertently flirted with Phillip, it was just your nature, and he was easy on the eyes. “Me or him”, Phillip always asked, part jokingly, part serious, which he would never admit. He didn't have to specify you knew what he meant. “I can’t answer that Graves and you know it,”. It’s what you said every time.

Graves waved at you from the doorway, he had taken the pleasure of swinging the once-cracked door, all the way open. He had a tendency for ignoring signs of privacy. Still, on the phone you lifted your index finger up, signaling for him to wait, you were about done with your boyfriend anyways.

“Yeah, love you too, talk soon”, clicking the phone off, and standing up off the dresser you walked over to greet the commander now in your room. You hated that you were looking forward to talking to Graves more than your boyfriend.

“Was that the old ball and chain?”Graves knew how to piss you off. “Seems you're jealous you don’t have someone to have phone sex with, Commander” winking back at him, you were in a mood tonight. Graves' face winced like he had been injured, playing into your quip. “Sweetheart, I don’t need phone sex, I can get some here whenever I want,” taking steps towards you, instinctively you walked backward trying to avoid him getting closer. The way he spoke with his southern drawl made your face hot if you could stop it you would. You weren't supposed to feel like this towards another man.

“How is he?”

You knew Graves didn't care, he wanted you to think he cared. “He’s fine, all the same back home”.

“You miss him?”

This one took you by surprise, because honestly you didn't, and you were a shit girlfriend for it, maybe it was the job that distracted you, maybe the lack of sleep, or maybe the handsome commander standing in front of you that made you forget about your “old ball and chain” back home.

“Distance makes the heart grow fonder darling, at least that's what mama always tol’ me”, you had noticed his accent got stronger when talking about home, something about a southern boy and his mom. The disapproving look you gave Phillip hinted he probably shouldn't push, some internal battle he shouldn't prod at.

“What made you come in here in the first place, Graves? Just to see how my boyfriend is, I know how fond of him you are”, Graves scoffed, “I don't even remember anymore,” his hands went up in defeat, “I’ll see you tomorrow yeah”, a soft smile crept along his face and he started to turn out of your room.

“Wait, Phillip!” trying to grab his attention before he disappeared down the barrack hallways, “Do you have a spare shirt, the rookies messed up laundry so I haven't been able to do anything yet and I need something to sleep in ''. This shouldn't have been an awkward question, you both were comfortable enough with sharing clothes and it wasn't new for either of you to help out the other. This time felt wrong though, you felt shy and almost dirty asking your commander for a shirt to sleep in, was it too intimate?

“Follow me, you can pick out your favorite”, he held your door open signaling you to lead the way to his room. The air felt different, something was different between the two of you, you just couldn't put your finger on it. By the time you reached his room, a pit formed in your stomach, playing it off as you leaned next to the door waiting for Phillip to unlock it.

“Top drawer on the right, pick a comfy one”, Graves relished in the idea of you wearing his shirt. He felt like he had won this unspoken battle between him and your boyfriend, he didn't bother to ever learn his name, it wasn't important.

Rifling through the drawers you found a worn gray cotton polo undershirt, holding it up in the mirror, it looked perfectly oversized. “I think I found a winner,” you turned to face him still holding it up, “What do you think?”

“I think you took my favorite one”, Graves' hands went to his heart like he was in pain, a fake frown painted his face, making you laugh. “Go ahead and try it on sweetheart, make sure it fits the way you like before you head back,”

“No peeking Graves” you walked towards the bed with your back to Phillip, stripping off your previous top, and slipping the new gray one on. Turning to face Graves, who was now leaning on top of his desk in the corner of the room.

“C’mere, let me see how it looks' ', you could feel his eyes on you as you walked towards him, immediately feeling shy, you shouldn't be feeling like this.

You have a boyfriend at home

Maybe if you kept telling yourself this, the butterflies in your stomach from Phillip would go away.

His hand outstretched to you as you reached him, still leaning on the desk, he raised your hand above your head, “Let's see it, darling,” as he slowly spun you around to take in a full view. You could feel your heart rate rising, something was different tonight, the causal flirting all of a sudden held so much more weight between the two of you. “Looks better on you than me, I’ll tell you that”, Phillip was chuckling to himself as he took both of your hands in his, pulling you in between his legs.

“What are we doing here Phillip?”

“Whatever you want to do '', he said it so matter of fact it almost made you sick, was this cheating? You felt dizzy, bringing your hands to your commander's shoulders to balance yourself, his hands went to your waist as he pulled you closer.

Your hands slowly made their way up to his face, almost as if they had a mind of their own. Graves could feel your internal battle as you took in every detail on his face, a finger tracing his scar while he watched you.

“Look we don't-”, you didn’t give him a chance to finish the sentence as you pulled him into you, pressing your lips to his. Both of you acting like it was your last kiss on Earth, feverishly pulling at each other for more. Graves stood up from his previous leaning on the desk, still connected to your lips, directing you towards the bed.

Fisting at Graves' shirt as you pulled his top off, and slipped the one you had borrowed a mere minutes ago off as well to match his current clothing situation. He towered over you in the bed, connecting to your neck, which was definitely going to leave a mark in the morning. Your hands found their way to Phillip’s hair as he continued to mark you as his, even though you weren't.

The guilt set in as you realized what was happening. You were a cheater, it made your stomach hurt thinking about it. Phillip sensed a shift.

“What's wrong, doll?”

“I have a boyfriend, I shouldn't be doing this' ', you said barely above a whisper, sitting up and looking around to make sure this wasn't a dream. “Hey, hey, it's alright, we don't have to do anything,” Phillip gave you a sincere smile, it only made you feel better for a second.

The worst part was you wanted him, but couldn't.

“You got a boyfriend anyway… I shouldn't have pushed it '', Graves was now sitting off the edge of the bed, putting his discarded shirt back on. “Don’t blame yourself, I wanted it just as bad”, punching his shoulder lightly hoping to lighten the mood. A small smile was thrown your way in return.

Graves stood up from the bed, bending down to grab the borrowed shirt and tossed it over to you. “Fix that boyfriend problem, and maybe our guilty consciousness won't stop us next time, how about that?”, he was leaving the door open for you, he was willing to wait. “Yeah I should probably end it, I feel like shit”, the borrowed shirt now back on as you sat on the edge of the bed where Phillip once was.

“Can I stay here tonight, I don't want to be alone,” glancing up at him, hoping he would say yes, it would be too embarrassing if he said no, especially at this point. “Of course sweetheart, whatever you want to do”, his hand snaked around the back of your head and pulled you towards him, placing a small kiss on the top of your forehead. “I'll go get you an extra blanket,”

Graves came back motioning you to lie down as he covered you in the blanket he had found and then slipped into the bed next to you. “Thank you, Phillip, I really appreciate it,” you were now facing him in the bed. His hand moved to brush some hair out of your face, “Anytime, get some rest I take it you got some things to take care of tomorrow”.

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Part 2!

Thank you for reading! There's def room for a part 2 if anyone wants it!

#phillip graves x reader #philip graves x reader #warren kole #phillip graves #graves x reader #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #Spotify

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silv3rswirls · 2 years

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Worship me

Warnings: 18+, unedited, yandere au, idol yoongi, stalking, online harassment, mentions/fantasies of sex and masturbation, obsession

Note: I wrote most of this in an hour. No one speak to me, I am unheathily in love with this yoongi. Also, I didn’t have the brainpower to write a like actual story with scenes and stuff, so I’ll probably post the little blurbs and such to go with this.

Until recently, Yoongi never found himself absorbed in his social media. Other than his members, and close personal friends he didn’t find himself scrolling aimlessly or jumping to see anyone’s new posts. That was until he stumbled on your profile. He was bored one night, and couldn’t sleep as he tossed and turned in bed so he went scrolling through his feed to check out what the other members were up to. He huffed as he accidentally clicked on Jin’s likes rather than hearting them.

He would’ve click off right away like usual, but he stopped at the last second to see your profile nestled towards the top of the list. He tilted his head, why not check out some profiles? It would pass the time and hopefully bore his insomnia away. Maybe it would have worked if he hadn't spent well over an hour just looking at your posts, reading every caption; piecing together some kind of life story to go with your admittedly cute face. He closed Instagram and called it a night, thinking nothing more of you.

Too bad he woke up the next morning, sleep-deprived and cranky; only to open Instagram and scroll. Just for a few minutes to wake up, but eventually, he found himself typing in your username without much of a thought as to if you had posted- you had. He had to stop himself from liking it. What was he thinking? He could only imagine what would come from his official account liking some random girl's post just minutes after she posted it.

No more, he told himself, there was no need to go to your profile to kill boredom. He got ready for the day and headed to the studio to do something far more productive.

Productivity came hard though, as every day his desire to check your profile grew. He couldn’t help it, you were so cute and your posts were addicting- there wasn’t even much special about them, Yoongi told himself one evening, but still he looked. After a week of taking in every selfie and photo, reading your captions closely, and making his way through your older posts; he had completely sunken into the never-ending hole that was stalking your profile. He made note of everything you did, your likes, what you ate that day; it felt weird at first, but every day he found himself caring less and less. He was alone, doing it in his free time. You posted it all for people to see, so didn’t he have a right to look?

Every few minutes he checked for your updates, he hated not being able to follow you. Sometimes the temptation to do so struck him hard, but he held off. He wanted to comment, and tell you how beautiful you were. How much he loved your interests and humor, hated how you interacted with other men in your comments. He wanted to talk to you, this wasn’t fair. Didn’t he deserve to talk to you?

Yoongi was drinking more than usual, why? He couldn’t say. Maybe sipping on liquor and staring at you has become his new favorite pastime. He spent god knows how long locked in his studio doing it, his work neglected as he favored you. He’d get tipsy, get flirty and think about everything he’d say to you. He typed it out sometimes, teasing the idea of sending you a message.

He wanted to send them, so badly.

He’d get upset, start drinking more and then get sloppy with his messages. They turned from light and flirty to downright awful. Paragraphs filled with how much he wanted you, in every way he wanted you. How he thought about going to that cafe you were always at just to see you, how he wanted to give you everything, how he wanted to touch you; how he wanted to fuck you and never speak to you again, or how he wanted to be with you forever. Use you. Love you.

Sometimes he would get a little too worked up thinking about, staring at pictures as you went out in cute outfits with your friends. Tonight was starting to feel that way, he was leaning back at his desk, eating up your new post about going out to the bar with some old friends. You weren’t that dressed up, inches of your skin weren't on display. You looked how you usually did, but Yoongi found himself shifting in his seat uncomfortably as his cock twitched in his pants. He was growing warm, mouth a bit dry as he m ogled over your pictures. Never had he considered himself to be so needy like this, but he couldn’t help but to slip down his pants and tug at his cock. Just thinking about you did something to him, made him want to whine for you to touch him; be with him.

He stood, one hand keeping him propped up against his desk as his head lulled down, little grunts and half moans filling the dark studio. His eyes fluttered open, looking at the space of the empty desk beneath him. He could imagine you laying there under him. Thrown with care in a rush of passion, his hungry eyes traced your every curve. Sometimes his fantasies felt so real, in the daze of lust he’d reach for you under him only to be reminded that you weren’t there.

He’d wake up the next morning and feign guilt for even thinking to speak to anyone that way, but deep down he knew he had passed guilt a long time again. What he said was true, and he wanted you to know it. He never felt guilt for getting off to the thought of you though. You were always posting such cute photos, didn’t he deserve to do it?

Two months into his insistent stalking a new face started to appear in your posts. Though you always said he was a friend in your captions or comments, Yoongi felt an immense weight of jealousy on his shoulders every time. Sometimes he could barely look at your profile, you posted too much with that damn guy. It pissed him off, unreasonable anger boiling in his as he gripped his phone tighter and rolled his eyes. The way you let other men put their hands on you. His arm was thrown over your shoulder, smiling ear to ear, or how when he held your waist in one.

He’d get drunk and think about all the nasty things he’d call you, and all the horrible things he’d do to that guy if he ever saw him.

Call him insane, but he created a fake profile just days after so that his fantasies of talking to you could be true. Still, locked in his dark studio with desire squirming and eating at his insides, he went all in. He couldn’t calm himself down to play it cool- he was damn near begging you to stop posting that guy, to accept his affection and not his. He went on and on about you, how he had been watching your profile- how one day he saw you at your favorite cafe, that he waited for hours hoping you’d come.

You read it but didn’t reply.

Tonight he was fuming, and a bit tipsy as he looked at your new post. He wet his lips, eyes burning as he kept a hard stare on his screen. Whoever that guy you are with was, he looked pathetic. Yoongi could only sneer. If only you knew that he had messaged you, not some random faceless man, but Min Yoongi- the Min Yoongi. Far superior to any random man you would ever post in your feed.

Rather than continued to gravel at the will of your Instagram feed with fucked up fantasies of you, occasionally hoping to see you in public and just look at your beauty. He should be making you chase him. If only you knew, you’d be at his fucking feet in an instant. The image sent a thrill to his head. He didn’t care about keeping his ego in check anymore. He was Min Yoongi; a genius producer, a worldwide superstar. Other men could never compare, you should be at his feet begging for every part of him.

He deserved you, how dare you disrespect him? How dare you not reply to his messages, shouldn’t you be grateful? You post so much, didn’t you deserve this?

He dragged a hand through his hair, his mind clouded with lust as he stared at your story. You were laying in bed with your cat, smiling as it walked over your stomach, the camera panning up to your smile as you giggled. A harmless video was no longer harmless to him, everything set him off. Everything you did made him want you more. He couldn’t recall a time that he had yearned so hard for someone, but it felt so good. He lets out a light sigh, rubbing himself over his jeans as he thinks about how you’d look so much better laying in his bed, or over his desk, or anywhere as long as he was there.

Though, he didn’t whine for you or think about how much he wanted you with him; he thought about how he deserved your presence. You should be here letting him have you, he deserved it. He was Yoongi, you should be here all over him. His eyes passed over his liquor bottles sitting untouched, he had stopped having to get drunk to think about you this way weeks ago. He ignored what that said about him, or how it marked how he was changing every day; falling deeper into a worse person.

He didn’t care anymore, he was Yoongi. He could do what he wanted, he had every right to treat you like this in his head and through the messages you still ignored. He wondered for just a second what the others would think of him if they found out. One day Namjoon had almost seen the messages on his phone, and Yoongi almost challenged him to see them and say something. So confident in his obsessions he was.

He was Min Yoongi after all, he deserved to have you at his feet worshiping him.

#bts #bts x reader #bts imagine #yoongi x reader #yoongi imagine #min yoongi #min yoongi imagine #min yoongi x reader #suga x reader #suga imagine #bts suga #yandere suga #yandere min yoongi #yandere yoongi #yandere suga x reader #yandere min yoongi x reader

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spacexseven · 2 years

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Omg omg! Weird thought: SELKIE DARL.

mini rundown: selfies are supernatural seals that can turn into gorgeous humans when they shed their skin/coat. Buutt, if a human takes their coat, they usually end having to marry said human.

I imagine Chuuya and Akutagawa wouldn’t our right take to coat at first. Maybe they become friends and soon they find themselves catching feeling for the selkie. They’ll probably take the coat and hide it out of guilt. Offer to help selkie darl. But they soon find out and fight ensues.

With Dazai and Fyodor they might just watch you from afar at first and then straight up take the coat and trap you. You have no choice to get married ti them do you? After the marriage thing, they might threaten to or even go through with tearing the coat and permanently stoping you from turning to your seal form and wining away.

Buut, if you do manage to get you coat and leave? What would happen then?

i've read about selkies before but i'm not familiar with everything about them, so if i get anything wrong here do let me know :>

cw: yandere characters (chuuya, akutagawa, dazai, fyodor), obsessive behavior, manipulation, stalking, threats, imprisonment, forced marriage

chuuya sees you slip out of your skin one night, and he's mesmerized. of course, he isn't stupid enough to fall for someone just because of their otherworldly beauty, even if he knew they were actually something not human. what really gets him is when he starts seeing you around town in your human form, all smiling and friendly to everyone around you—including him, though the both of you were virtually strangers. you're so sweet to him, despite not knowing him, when you see him around your eyes light up and you get excited and he finds it...cute. in this scenario, you're more likely to fall for him first. after all, he's stunning, and it helps that he's so elusive; the mysterious air around him definitely adds to the appeal.

you were too good to him, especially since you had no idea of all the sinister things he was planning, but he would be lying if he said he hated the attention. eventually, he can't hide his feelings back, and even if you reciprocate, he insists it's for the best that you hand over your coat. what if someone took it, or hurt you because of it? at least, it'd always be safe with chuuya. you could trust him, you know.

akutagawa would be the opposite; he falls for you before knowing you weren't human. he's also taken by you, your personality, your friendliness—even if you don't like him in that way, he falls for you, and hard. it just so happens one day that he learns about your secret, and without thinking, when your back was turned, he swoops in and runs off with your coat.

you might realize he has it, perhaps he tells you he found something on the shore, not making it obvious he knew it was yours. you wouldn't want him to know you weren't human, so you decide the next best thing was to get him to gift it back to you. he did say he might save it as a gift for someone special in the future, and you could easily weasel your way to that spot with him being more than aware of your intentions but just as happy. regardless, akutagawa holds it from you for as long as he can, frantically searching for ways to forcefully keep you by his side because he knows you'd take it and disappear if he gave you your coat back. it's possible he might destroy it if he finds no other way. i don't think it's possible to escape in this scenario because akutagawa pulls all the stops (including destroying your coat) to make sure you stay with him.

dazai...he approaches you out of curiosity at first. you'd have foolishly switched into your human/seal form in a place where he had seen you, which is how he learned about your true identity. he's mostly only curious about you, at least, at first. he had no idea that such creatures existed and he wants to know more. dazai makes it clear from the start that he knows all about you, and stalks you constantly so that you couldn't hide from him. if it comes to a point where he thinks he likes you too much to risk you running off or going back to the sea, especially since he still has so many unanswered questions, dazai can easily find and steal your coat, leaving you at his mercy. and then, at every small mishap, he's all like, "i hope nothing happens to your coat!" and it's torture because you know he would easily go through with his threats. after all, he has nothing to lose from it.

for fyodor, i think similarly to chuuya it might be that selkie! reader falls for him first. i'm thinking, maybe a little mermaidesque thing where you're like wow humans are so cool and fyodor just happens to be walking by (pure coincidence! of course he hadn't been watching you for long before that and knew that you thought humans were interesting! of course not!) fyodor just has that charm about him.

he pretends to catch you staring at him one day, pretends to be startled by your presence. and it's worth it when your shocked expression meets his feigned one. it's easy for fyodor to start an unlikely friendship with you though he's not very talkative or expressive, you're satisfied with his company. and you trust him enough to not suspect him when one day your coat is missing and you're stuck in your human form. fyodor swoops in to help you, offering you shelter and food while he promises to find your coat.

obviously, the truth quickly comes to light when you realize it was fyodor with your coat all along. it's not like you can fight him when he's got a literal part of you that you need to return to your family in hand. he doesn't take any chances and destroys it at once, trapping you with him and dooming you to a miserable future forever.

#yandere bsd #this is so cool!!! selkies r so cool!!!#ask 🐟#yandere x reader #yandere bungo stray dogs #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bsd x selkie reader #bsd 🐟#dazai 🐟#yandere fyodor dostoevsky #yandere dazai x reader #yandere fyodor x reader #yandere akutagawa x reader #yandere chuuya x reader #fyodor 🐟#chuuya 🐟#akutagawa 🐟

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writeonwhiskey · 6 months

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I reblogged Ch. 5 of SKZ House with the same sentiments, but wanted to make absolutely certain you'd see said sentiments! I hope that's okay!

LITERALLY PARDON ME?! Hold on...hold on a god damned second...

*ahem* PARDON ME!!~!?!11

Firstly...my head is currently a Chan SBS clusterfuck central, okay? We all KNOW the man is bulking. So, I'm sitting here "innocently" just minding my own business reading...AND IT STARTS WITH BEING CAGED IN AGAINST A DRESSER?! And, of course, Big Daddy Chan is the image I've got beautifully curated in my brainspace...SOTHANKSFORTHAT. 😳

Bang Christopher Chan, god damnit.

Oh...oh but he's not done. No! Not Christopher. The man is just getting started. Dearest Baby Jesus, Mary and Joseph...I need a priest, a lawyer, slap across the face and a damn drink. 🤣

The amount of times I wanted to key smash my own keyboard...with my face...was ludicrous, okay!? Like...I am pretty sure I uttered "sir" at least 10 times...

Then we've got y/n asking Chan to be good to her...😩😩😩

But y'know what...just go ahead and sign my death certificate and here's my eulogy:

Here lies Mel...taken out by Dom!Chan, running his possessive mouth whilst balls deep inside y/n.

THENTHATENDING?! THAT ENDEARINGLY SWEET ENDING?! 😭 I'm going to go procure a patch of grass to just keep in one of my desk drawers, so its available at all times. 🤣

If it wasn't clear...bra-fucking-vo, m'dear. I am quite literally obsessed and cannot wait to see what's next. Also...you still needing Halloween costume suggestions?!

OMGGG this is absolutely okay! Thank you for making sure I saw it! It's very rare to get a play by play of the readers thoughts/emotions when they read a chapter so this was AMAZING 🥹 lol I got to experience the ride through your eyes and I fucking loved it. You have no idea how happy you've made me, Mel 😂😂

I'm sooo glad the being caged in his arms thing got across to you cause him wanting to bulk up for us and that selfie on bubble with his buff shoulder out gave me so much inspiration 🥵

Touch the grass, climb out of your grave, PARTY ISN'T OVER YET!!!

And yes, still needing Halloween costume suggestions. One detail for the upcoming Halloween chapter I'll say is that y/n is going to have a bet with Changbin/Lee Know/Seungmin to decide on their costume, so I have something in mind for them but I'm lost on the others.

#stray kids fanfic #stray kids fanfiction #skz fanfic #bangchan fanfic #bang chan #stray kids #skz smut #bang chan smut #hyunjin fanfic

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sherifftillman · 2 years

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Kurt Kunkle headcanon because you know I had to 😘

All that man needed was to have a girl pay attention to him for two seconds and give him a little validation, and then no one would have died. He could have been easily fixed by seeing my some boobs.

Anna you know more than anyone that I love a good "but I can fix him" when it comes to Kurt lmfao

okay but imagine before he succumbs to The Lesson, he's just an ordinary Spree driver going about his day

on certain days, he stops by the drive thru bc he's figured out when his favourite server is working

(it's you, you're his favourite server)

he likes you because you don't give him the monotone everyone else does. he likes that you always sound happy to see him, and that you eventually place his regular order to his voice before he can even tell you. sure, figuring out your shift pattern was probably a little obsessive on his part, especially for someone he hasn't seen before, but he's doing it for love

in the time you save by being able to order for him, you get to ask him what his plans are for the day and he tells you all about kurtsworld96

when you get off shift, you follow his account and start liking his posts. he's a cutie in his own way, and you can see he's really trying with his content. since he doesn't get much engagement, it doesn't take much for him to figure out that this new follower is you. he is floored by how you look. devastated that you're wasted on a job behind a speaker. maybe he gets off to you a little too, who's to say

irl, however, he starts getting more nervous to talk to you, even through the speaker. you can kind of tell its because he's a little intimidated which, honestly? confidence booster 3000

so you take to DMing him. just a little praise for his videos, which he takes super enthusiastically. you ask about his idea process, his filming setup, his editing software. he refuses to accept any praise about himself, though.

as the night goes on and you start to get more comfortable with talking to him, you go back to trying to compliment him. he again starts to deny it all, so you decide to try and condition him. you send him a suggestive selfie, telling him that for every nice thing he can say about himself, you'll show him how much you appreciate him. After the first one, you take off your shirt and send another selfie. kurt's reply is full of typos, which he's hurriedly apologetic for, but you gently reassure him that it must be difficult only typing with one hand now, since the other must be preoccupied

he gets more confident with his compliments, both towards you and himself, as the night goes on, but once he's gotten his release from seeing you, he gets all self-deprecafing again

so you simply keep at it. sending suggestive messages and photos and promising more only if he praises himself first

once he's actually started to show some real improvement, you can hear it in his voice when he comes round to order. you tell him he should come and pick you up when your shift is over

you try to adopt the same mentality into kurt irl, straddled over him in the drivers seat telling him to be nicer to himself, but the poor, pathetic lil man that he is, some topless dry humping is all it takes for him to cum right in his pants

the first time he can finally hold put long enough to actually get to fuck you, after he cums he cries, but you know it's not a reflection of either of your performance. he's just craved intimacy for so long. for someone to just want to recognise him for him

and as a bonus for any voyeur pals reading this, maybe the cameras still end up getting installed in his car after all, but for a whole other reason~

#kurt kunkle imagine #kurt kunkle headcanons #kurt kunkle x you #kurt kunkle x reader #kurt kunkle x y/n #kurt kunkle #kurt kunkle smut #kurt spree #kurt kunkle spree #anna: queen of angst and also my heart

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kingdomof-omens · 1 year

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Day 12- Silk: Folio x Lesley

30 days of Bad Omens Bingo Card here Masterlist Can also be found on Wattpad This is a work of fiction based on real people. If you don't like it, don't read it.

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Pairing: Folio x Lesley

Warnings: sexting, female oral sex, male oral sex, P in V sex, fingering, praise kink (mild), mentions of female masturbation, language

Note: This is a part three of "Clutch" and "Dawn, Storm". This can be read stand-alone, but preferred to be read in series.

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It had been a few weeks since Lesley and Nick admitted their feelings to each other for "truth time". They spent the rest of the weekend on the beach discussing what that meant for their friendship and if they were going to become an item, ultimately deciding to take it to the next level.

And boy did they.

When they returned back home from their weekend getaway, Lesley stayed over at Nick's place like she usually did, and everything was just the same like it had always been. Until they decided to demolish two bottles of wine between the two, and Nick kept giving smoldering looks to Lesley.

Tipsy on wine and butterflies in her tummy, Lesley thought Nick's smolder was the most adorable thing she had ever seen, responding in giggles every time he did it. He kept doing it because her giggles were the sweetest sounds he had ever heard, better than any type of music anyone could ever produce.

But then the smoldering looks turned into him dragging his bottom lip in between his teeth when she bent over because she would drop something from being tipsy. If Lesley was being honest, she wasn't really that clumsy...but Nick didn't have to know that.

They jokingly flirted with each other all night, teasing to see which one would break first and do something about the building excitement pulsing through their veins. Truth be told, the wine ended up wearing off and fatigue had weighed down their eyelids, the two deciding to succumb to sleep rather than explore each other's bodies.

Nick soon went back on tour, leaving Lesley at home to wait. She didn't mind, though. He always came back to her when tour was over, he had told her that himself. She didn't obsessively check his socials to make sure he was okay anymore, because whenever Nick had the chance, he was texting or video chatting her.

When there were a few days left before Nick would return home, Lesley welcomed herself into his house, tidying up for him. He had mentioned in passing that nothing felt better than to come home to a clean, cozy house, and Lesley wanted to help. Nick had given her a key, before they even started dating, and told her to let herself in any time. So she did, wanting to give Nick a nice little surprise.

She was tidying his room and making his bed when she smirked to herself, an idea popping into her mind.

She straightened up his silk sheets, and climbed on top of them, making herself comfortable. She pulled the front of her shirt over her breasts, showcasing the white t-shirt bra she wore underneath. She grabbed her phone and held it over her head, making a silly face as she took a selfie, and sent it to Nick with no caption.

She saw the message was delivered, but not read yet, as he was probably busy setting up for the show that started in the next hour. Feeling a little frisky, she decided to send a few more to tease the drummer for when he got off of the stage.

The first few pictures she sent weren't too risque, just enough to have Nick flustered, but she felt as if that wasn't enough. She wanted to make Nick hot and bothered. She wanted him to see the images of her and have to excuse himself away alone to take care of himself. She wanted Nick to know just how eager she was for him to return home.

The final pictures she sent of him were of her laying completely naked on her back and spread wide open on his bed with one caption:

"Miss you, can't wait for you to be home."

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He rushed home the moment the tour was over, leaving Nicholas, Noah, and Jolly on their own. They weren't supposed to fly out for another day, but Nick moved his scheduled flight up, too impatient to see Lesley to wait any longer.

He got home around midnight, two days early. He saw her car in his driveway, and his heart started thrumming in his chest. For some reason that Nick couldn't think of, he felt nervous to see her again. Coming home to her after every tour was normal, but this time was a little bit different since they decided to make themselves a couple. He chalked it up to the fact that he could already feel an erection forming, along with the excitement of just being with her again for the first time in weeks. He had missed her little kisses and hugs, her morning cuddles, and her giggles when something funny was said.

He entered his home and turned off his alarm system before running up the staircase to his room, where he was sure Lesley would be laying down sleeping. He threw open his bedroom door and immediately stopped and stood in the doorway when he saw her.

She was laying down on his side of the bed, her hair cascaded over his pillow, and the moonlight creeping in through the window onto her face. The sight took Nick's breath away, seeing just how beautiful she was when she was sleeping with not a worry in the world.

He quietly moved closer, sitting on the bed next to her. He started to run his fingers through her hair, leaning close to her ear and whispering to her that he was home and that he missed her. She started to stir, stretching and turning to the person next to her. At first glance, she let out a gasp and sat up quickly, extremely confused on who this other person was. When her eyes focused and her brain finally processed that it was Nick, she let out a squeal and threw her body into his torso, bringing her arms around him and hugging him tightly.

"Holy shit, Nicky! You scared me!" She yelled into his chest, hugging him tighter. He chuckled into her hair, planting a kiss on the top of her head, and wrapping his arms around her, too.

"I missed you too much and came home early. Wanted to surprise you." He whispered to her, tightening his grip around her, his thumb caressing her arm.

"Best surprise ever." She said, moving her head to look into his eyes. He leaned down and gently pressed his lips on hers, kissing her sweetly. She kissed him back, tender at first, before he leaned more into the kiss, deepening it.

They shared open mouth kisses until Nick's tongue darted out and swiped against hers, causing her to let out a small moan. Kissing more feverishly now, he let go of his hold from around her torso and slowly stood up from his sitting position, leaning over the side of the bed to continue kissing her. He grabbed her waist and slightly pushed her back, indicating to her to move backwards, more to the middle of the bed. As she moved backwards, he crawled on his knees onto the bed, following her. He never once let their lips separate.

She moved backwards until she felt the cool headboard pressed against her back, Nick still on his knees, now straddling her lap. Before she could bring her hands up to tangle in his hair, he separated from the kiss, moving off of her and standing from the bed again. She looked at him with her eyebrows furrowed, confusion evident on her face. He walked to the foot of the bed, and reached forwards, grabbing her ankles. Before she could ask him what he was doing, he yanked her down the bed, her yelping in response.

Now that she was laying down, Nick crawled back onto the bed, taking his hands and separating her knees before slotting his body in between them. He leaned over her, his hands planted next to her arms, and rutted his hips into hers, pulling a moan from her.

He moved so his mouth brushed against her earlobe, whispering quiet words to her.

"Don't think I forgot about those pictures, Les. Do you know what they did to me?" He asked her, nibbling on her earlobe afterwards. She hissed through her teeth at the sensation.

One of his hands gripped her chin and turned her head to side, exposing her neck to him. He started kissing and sucking on the smooth skin, purple botches appearing.

He licked up her neck, bringing his mouth to her ear again. "I had to leave the venue early and lock myself in the hotel bathroom before they got back. I beat my dick and came so hard, I almost passed out. But that's what you wanted, isn't it?" He rutted his hips into hers again, her stringing out a series of moans to his sultry words.

"All I could think about the rest of the tour was coming home and burying myself in you. Is that what you want, Les? You want me to make you cum so hard you almost pass out?" Her hips rolled into his as he turned her head to lock their lips together again.

They kissed so hard Lesley could feel their lips bruising, but she didn't care. She reached down and yanked the bottom hem of his shirt, silently begging him to rid of it. Nick obliged, standing on his knees and reaching over his shoulders to grab the back of his shirt to pull over his head. He tossed the shirt off to the side, then grabbed the bottom hem of Lesley's shirt, pushing the clothing up her torso. She sat up, connecting her lips with Nick's again and raised her arms as he undressed her. Her shirt being tossed on the floor with his.

Lesley moved her mouth to Nick's throat, kissing and sucking the skin underneath his jaw as her arms wrapped around his torso. Her nails left crescent moon shaped marks in his skin that claimed him as her own. He hissed through his teeth at the slight pain, reaching behind her back to unclasp her bra, sliding the straps off of her shoulders to also get rid of it. With her breasts exposed, he gently pushed her down onto her back again, her hair cascading on the pillows.

He took a moment to look down upon her. Her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth and she was panting, trying to catch her breath. Her breasts were moving with every sharp intake of her lungs and he could feel how hard his cock was in his pants. Even though she was so exposed, sprawled out on his sheets underneath of him, all he could do was look at all of her features and think how beautiful she was. Her normally crystal blue eyes were dark with lust and want, her lips were swollen and red, and her cheeks were flushed with desire.

He realized he took a little long staring at how gorgeous his girlfriend was when she let out a breathy moan with a "Nick, please." It snapped him out of his daze, him leaning down to connect their lips again with a forceful kiss full of want and need.

He brought his hand to her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between his fingers, causing her to moan into his mouth. He trailed wet kisses down her chin to her neck, gently biting the sensitive flesh. She moaned out again, bringing her hands to tangle in his dark hair. His kisses kept going lower until his mouth was hovering over her other nipple, his tongue slowly licking the hard pebble. Her hands tightened in his hair causing him to groan at the slight sting of pain on his scalp.

Her hips were rolling into his, giving Nick some much needed friction on his throbbing cock. But it wasn't enough. He pinched her nipple again, causing her to yelp, and sat up, grabbing the waistband of her sleep shorts and quickly tugging them down her legs. He threw her shorts over his shoulder and grabbed her knees, spreading her wide open underneath of him.

"Oh baby, your pussy is so much prettier in person." He breathed out, her grabbing her tit and whimpering at his praise. He shuffled down the bed until his face was a mere inch away from her wet core, breathing in her aroma. She rolled her hips towards his face, pleading for him to touch her.

Eager to give her what she wanted, his tongue darted out and licked her entrance, slowly dragging up her folds to circle her clit. She gasped when she felt his warm, soft tongue on her pussy, moaning at the sensation of her clit being sucked into his mouth.

He suckled on her clit before dragging his tongue up and down her folds, his head wiggling side to side to bury his face into her core. "Nick...feels so good." She whimpered underneath of him, her hips rolling into his face. He moaned into her pussy, feeling her clench around his tongue that was teasing her hole.

"You taste so fucking good, Les." He whispered into her skin, bringing his finger up to tease at her opening. She moaned again and pushed her body down, needing him to work her from the inside.

He slowly pushed his finger into her, feeling the wet warmth of her cunt surround his finger. He let out a breathy moan before licking his lips and sucking on her clit again. She cried out when he hooked his finger inside of her, pressing into the spongy spot that had her panting from the pleasure.

Her hands were tangled in his hair, holding his head in place as he worked her to her climax. She was rolling her hips into his face, moaning every time his finger brushed against the sweet spot inside of her. He was moaning into her pussy, the sting of pain from her pulling his hair causing his cock to twitch in his pants at every tug.

"Nick! Nick I'm- I'm gonna-" she panted out, her legs around his head starting to shake. The hand that wasn't working her from the inside came up and grabbed her thigh roughly, keeping her spread open around his head. He knew she reached her climax when she screamed out and tried closing her legs, the grip on her thigh not letting her, and he felt her pussy throb and contract around his finger. He worked her through her orgasm, licking up all of her slick from her folds until she gripped his hair tightly and pulled him off of her.

She pulled him up to her, attacking his lips in a needy kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue, causing her to groan into his mouth. She kissed him until she could no longer taste herself, sucking the last of her essence off of his tongue.

"Such a good girl." He whispered to her, her body forming goosebumps at the praise. "Hm, you like that? Being told how good you are?" He teased, dragging his finger through her folds. She whimpered and nodded, her eyebrows furrowed in pleasure.

Her hands came to the button of his pants, undoing it and sliding the zipper down. He sat up and shoved his pants down his thighs, laying down next to Lesley to pull them all the way off. Lesley took the moment to sit up and help him pull his pants and boxers down his legs, throwing them to the floor with the rest of their clothing. His cock slapped against his stomach, the head red and swollen. Precum was leaking out from his tip and Lesley licked her lips, wanting to feel the weight of his member on her tongue.

She leaned down and licked a stripe from the base of his cock to the head, making eye contact with Nick as she did so. His breath hitched, tensing his body at the much needed friction. Her hand wrapped around his cock, pumping a few times before licking and kissing the head. Nick brought his hands up and pulled her hair from her face, wrapping it in one of his hands. She moaned at the slight tug, sucking just the head of his dick into her mouth.

"You're doing so good, baby. Just like that." He whispered out, throwing his head back onto the pillow. She pulled off of his cock and licked his shaft again, making sure to wet it so it would be easier for her to blow him, before wrapping her lips around him again.

He let out a breathy moan when he felt her warm, wet mouth take most of his dick. She slowly started bobbing her head up and down, her hand still on his shaft pumping to the movement of her head. He groaned out when her tongue twirled around the head, pleasure building in his belly.

She went down on his cock again, taking a deep breath before removing her hand and pushing her head down further. She swallowed around him, guiding his member into her throat. She felt his dick twitch in her throat when her nose was buried in the tuft of his pubic hair. Nick raised his head and looked down at Lesley, his cock swallowed whole by her. She looked up into his eyes and moaned, causing Nick to gasp out from the vibrating pleasure.

With his hand that still had a firm grip on her hair, he tugged and pulled her up, his cock popping out of her mouth. He forced her up to crawl up his body until he could press their lips together, moaning into her mouth before biting her bottom lip. She reciprocated the kiss, sucking on his tongue when he let go of her lip.

He pulled back and let go of her hair, tucking a strand behind her ear. "You almost made me cum. I'm not done with you yet." Her eyes widened at his words before he sat both of them up, tossing her to the side and laying on top of her. His hips rutted into hers, his cock sliding through her soaked folds causing her to moan.

He gripped his cock and placed it at her opening, looking into her eyes asking her if she was ready. She looked at him and nodded, grabbing her tits in her hands to massage them. "Oh no ma'am. I need to hear you, Les." He teased.

"Please, Nick. I need it so badly." She whimpered out, rolling her hips trying to force his cock into her.

"That's my good girl." The hand that wasn't gripping himself grabbed her hip, holding her steady for him. "Good girls get rewarded." He spoke, removing his hand from himself and grabbing her other hip, thrusting into her fast and hard. She yelped in response and closed her eyes, moaning at the feeling of being so full.

"Look at me Les. I want to watch you." He said, rolling his hips into her, rubbing his mound into her clit. Her eyes popped open and looked into his, her mouth forming an O shape. He pulled almost all of the way out of her before snapping his hips into hers again. The force of his thrust caused her tits to bounce, his dick twitching at the sight.

"Faster, Nick. Need more." She whimpered out, pinching and pulling at her nipples. Nick, happy to give his girl what she wanted, sped up his thrusts, gripping her hips tightly. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closely as she moaned from the pleasure building in her belly.

"Is this- oh god- is this what you wanted when you sent those pictures?" He asked her, leaning down to lick a stripe up her neck. She let go of her hold on her nipples, wrapping her hands around his neck. She moaned in response, Nick stopping his thrusts.

She looked at him with confusion in her face when he stopped. He smirked at her and rolled his hips into her slowly, answering her silent question. "I told you, baby girl. I want to hear you."

"Yes." She breathed out, rutting her hips into his, searching for friction. He pulled his hips back, and pressed down on hers to stop her movements.

"Did you touch yourself after you sent them to me?" He asked, kissing her neck. She whimpered and replied with another breathy "yes."

"God, that's so fucking sexy." He moaned out, thrusting deep into her again. His thrust caught her off guard, making her gasp.

"Don't stop, Nick. You're gonna make me cum!" She yelled out, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"Not yet. I'm going to cum too. Ugh, you're so fucking wet." He was thrusting faster and harder into Lesley now, the force making his headboard knock against the wall. He felt her legs start to shake around his waist, her orgasm building stronger and stronger.

His thrusts started to stutter and he knew he was going to blow soon. He removed a hand from her hip and placed his thumb on her clit, rubbing her sensitive nub. That's all it took for her orgasm to wash over her, screaming out and scratching his shoulders, her pussy throbbing around his cock.

The feel of her pussy clenching around him snapped the tight coil of pleasure in his belly, him groaning loudly and releasing his load inside of her. He slowed his thrusts, working both of them through their orgasms.

He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting to catch their breath. He turned his head, placing loving kisses on her cheek, causing her to giggle. She ran her hands through his, now sweat soaked, hair, scratching his scalp.

When his cock softened inside of her, he got up and went to the adjourning bathroom, cleaning himself and grabbing a washcloth for Lesley. He cleaned her up and tossed the cloth onto the floor, deciding to pick everything up in the morning.

They cuddled together under the blanket, whispering words of love between themselves as they fell asleep under the moonlight.

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red flags/icks | aot

ft. eren yeager, armin arlert, jean kirstein, connie springer, levi ackerman

cw: gn reader, toxic behavior, connie's is a *little* suggestive (just towards the end it's mentioned)

eren yeager

says all of his exes are "crazy"

and he's had multiple relationships in the past so it's a little concerning that all *12* of them are, in his words, "probably clinically insane"

he also says that they're all obsessed with him even though some of them he's been broken up with for months or even years?

eren says the issue with his past lovers was that they were too untrusting and that they wanted to know what he was doing all the time

he phrases it like this... "yeah i don't know, they all just like-- assumed i was cheating on them and wanted to look through my phone? kinda stalkerish if you ask me. i had to drop 'em."

doesn't understand that they most likely had probable cause to think he was cheating

if you two end up breaking up you'll most likely be lumped into the "crazy ex" category since he can't seem to understand that maybe he's the problem

armin arlert

gaslights you to the MAX

it feels like every conversation you try to hold with him, he's constantly trying to twist reality and make you doubt your own perceptions

he also turns every joke you make into a life lesson?

for example, you joke about how sasha was stuffing an entire loaf of bread down her throat the other day and armin says "she was probably really hungry and didn't eat all day, why are you being so mean? i thought you two were close friends?"

literal definition of when you try to tell your mom a joke and it completely backfires-- like literally just laugh it's not that deep

armin is really good at making you second guess yourself too

you're almost convinced his favorite phrase is "i never said that."

all in all, he might not actually mean to gaslight you but he can't stand possibly being the one to blame

jean kirstein

does the "awkward white guy smile"

you know, the one we're he purses his lips together and his upper lip disappears

usually does it in uncomfortable situations

like if you're at a bar and the waiter or bartender asks to check his id; he makes the face while waiting for it to be handed back to him

he also has no idea he does it?

like he'll make the face, look at you (maybe raises his eyebrows too *ugh gross*), and then stops making the face

if you ever tell him he does this, he denies denies denies

"i do that? no way, tell me one time i've done it."

oh honey i could tell you hundreds

you know it's him just trying to be nice in awkward situations but like, why can't you just make a neutral face

at least he doesn't take selfies like that

connie springer

avoids certain conversations

he completely changes subjects when something comes up that he doesn't want or like to talk about

they're usually things he thinks you could disagree with him about-- politics, family issues, household problems (forgetting to take out the trash, not cleaning the dishes, etc.)

he's such a people-pleaser and doesn't want to upset you in any way but it starts to get annoying when you want to have a serious conversation

even conversations about your mental health he'll try and change the subject because he wouldn't know what to say to you

you can try and corner him by talking to him in the car, right before you go to bed, etc. but it doesn't work

he's not great at communicating so he also doesn't really open up to you

this leads to a lot of unresolved "fights"

well, you try to fight

he just walks away

or you both just have angry sex

levi ackerman

isn't very nice to customer service employees

not on purpose, obviously

but sometimes he just doesn't realize he's being an asshole

it's not like he says super mean things right off the bat, but if a waiter gets your order wrong at a restaurant he wouldn't hesitate to say "that's not what they ordered. you really had one job, go back and have them fix it... please."

only says please when he sees you glaring at him

overall he's just very short and to the point and it comes off as cold and hateful

and he doesn't necessarily mean to come off that way, he just doesn't understand how hurtful his tone can be

you usually have to do the talking for him at restaurants or stores since you don't want to risk him accidentally saying something rude

he doesn't mind you speaking for him at all though-- the less talking he has to do the better

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