#request 646

[bloomingdayswithyou]

can i request jiwoong x m reader angst please !!

Shattered Dreams

Pairing: Jiwoong x m!reader (both idols)

Words: 646

Warnings: angst, homophobia

Under the dawning of a pale, overcast sky, Jiwoong's heart throbbed with a mix of trepidation and sorrow. The weight of his secret pressed upon him like a leaden cloak, threatening to suffocate him.

He glanced furtively around the deserted practice room, his anxious eyes searching for any sign of intrusion. His gaze fell upon the crumpled photograph tucked away in the corner of his dance bag. It was a stolen moment captured in time—a tender kiss shared with the one person who made his heart sing. A bittersweet smile crept across Jiwoong's lips as his fingers traced the contours of his lover's face.

"m/n..." he murmured to himself, his voice barely a whisper. "Why can't we love each other?" The harsh reality of their situation gnawed at Jiwoong's soul. As a member of the newly debuted boy group, ZEROBASEONE, their every move was scrutinized by the watchful eyes of the public. The revelation of his past involvement in a BL series had ignited a firestorm of controversy among Korean fans.

Prejudice and intolerance suffocated their love like a venomous serpent. Jiwoong's management, fearing a public backlash, had delivered an ultimatum—end the relationship or face the consequences. The pressure mounted with each passing day, threatening to shatter the fragile bond they had forged.

Jiwoong knew he couldn't risk his career, not after all the blood, sweat, and tears he had poured into his dream. But the thought of losing m/n filled him with an unspeakable anguish. He couldn't bear the pain of watching his beloved slip away into the shadows.

As the sun began its descent, casting long, dreary shadows across the city, Jiwoong made his way to their secret meeting spot—the rooftop of his apartment building. A sense of foreboding washed over him as he opened the door to the place where they had shared so many stolen moments.

M/n was already there, his head buried in his hands. Jiwoong's heart sank as he witnessed the silent despair etched upon his lover's face. He sat down beside Reader, taking his cold hands in his own.

"Jiwoong-ah," M/n whispered brokenly, his voice thick with unshed tears. "I knew this day would come." Jiwoong swallowed hard, fighting back his own tears. "I'm so sorry, m/n. I never wanted to hurt you."

"It's not your fault," M/n replied, his voice barely a whisper. "It's the world's fault. They don't understand us. They don't understand our love." Jiwoong leaned forward and pressed his forehead against m/n's. Their tears mingled as they clung to each other, desperate to savor every remaining moment.

The weight of their forbidden love bore down upon them, crushing their spirits beneath its relentless force. As darkness enveloped the park, Jiwoong and m/n knew their time was running out. With heavy hearts, they exchanged a final kiss, a bittersweet farewell filled with unspoken promises and shattered dreams.

"I'll never forget you," m/n murmured against Jiwoong's lips. "No matter what." And with that, they parted ways, disappearing into the shadows like ships passing in the night. Jiwoong watched as m/n left the rooftop closing the door behind him, a profound sense of loss gnawing at his soul.

In the days and nights that followed, Jiwoong struggled to come to terms with the sacrifice he had made. The cheers of the crowd and the adulation of his fans felt hollow, a cruel reminder of the love he had been forced to forsake.

And m/n? He carried the weight of their shattered dreams with stoic resignation. He continued to perform on stage, his heart filled with a bittersweet longing for the one who had stolen his heart. Their story together had come to an end, but the echoes of their forbidden love would linger in their hearts forever—a poignant reminder of the pain and beauty of a love that was never meant to be.

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#kpop #kpop x reader #kpop x male reader #zerobaseone #zb1 #zb1 x male reader #zerobaseone x male reader #jiwoong #jiwoong x male reader #jiwoong x reader #zb1 jiwoong #zerobaseone jiwoong #zb1 angst #zb1 fanfic #jiwoong angst #zerobaseone angst #kpop angst

[dailyanypokemon]

#646 - Kyurem

Requested by @everysinglepheel

#pokemon #dailyanypokemon #gen5 #kyurem #white kyurem #black kyurem

[vickyzangels]

% “..you know who's callin' even though the number is blocked.”

# synopsis ; sfw and nsfw headcanons pt 2 yippee 🎉

# pairing ; tom kaulitz x reader

# word count ; 646

# tags ; nsfw further down “keep reading” (mdni)

a/n ; i’ve had hiccups throughout writing this entire thing and i’ve been miserable

sfw

he has a specific look for you. every picture you’d ever see of him and a fan that he was guaranteed to have flirted with, he never looked at those fans the way he did at you

the way he looks at you like you hung up every star in the sky regardless of the situation, “absolutely enchanted by your beauty,” he’d say when you asked him why you kept catching him staring

y’all look like this religously: 👁️👁️ 👀

he always goes over the top for getting you gifts for events but he never understands what is “too much” and maybe for valentines’ day or something he bought you a fucking mercedes and dior like it was nothing

my gut feeling is telling me that he genuinely loves traveling so much, and for him to be able to travel and sightsee with you is extremely intimate to him

horror movie marathons where he puts on the most gruesome, gut wrenching movies not only cause he likes them but because he gets to be gripped on by you when you get scared

even if that means you nearly dislocate his arm

he’s a lana del rey and norman fucking rockwell girlie (now i’m just projecting my bad)

group conversations with the band, you, and him might be the brightest you’ve ever had cause it’s every single time that you barely even start talking, within minutes it gets difficult to breath cause you’re laughing stupidly hard at tom’s jokes

the type of guy that sits on your bed in your room and just lovingly stares at you as you go on with your life, but the way he looks at you when you’re getting dressed up a little for an event is SOOO🧎🏻‍♀️

domesticity looks so good on him. the few times that tom has woken up before you have (which is very few because he’ll stare at you till you wake up), you’d walk into the kitchen to see him making you a small and simple breakfast just to get your day started

branching off of food, he pays EXTREME attention to everything about you, to the point where he’s memorized an elaborate coffee order and when would be a good time to order it just for you

nsfw

you two fuck like bunnies, the walls vibrate every time you’re both in the building and you both have definitely caused an earthquake

he got jealous when he found your vibrator and swore that he hated it knowing that it got to touch you before he did, but him and the vibrator became great friends when he was using it on you while you two fucked 😇

i’d say usually till you’re both crying but that takes like 5-7 rounds average. every single time.

he has this thing where he’s entirely willing to get off just by grinding on you which comes very handy when you’re on the tour bus (assuming bill didn’t make you get another way of transportation just to make sure you two wouldn’t raw dog on the bus)

do you understand how many quickies you get on a regular basis. in the venue bathroom, their dorm living room while everyone is away doing something, i really meant it when i said like bunnies

he’s so fucking loud?? moaning and groaning into the air and he’s not even inside of you yet

say hypothetically those dick piercings he constantly mentions were, i don’t know… authentic…. he takes great pride in the pleasure it gives not only him but you, especially you

omg he’s DOWN BAD for marking like he loves constantly giving you hickeys or biting you but when you give him hickeys or bites he goes into cardiac arrest

it makes him feel closer to you somehow, probably cause he sees the marks as personal and reinforces your guys’ relationship to him

a/n ; multiple things, 1) thank you so much for 110 followers??? i swear to you i was at 13 5 days ago thank you so much wth 2) working on a request from my inbox next, stay put for that 👍

© ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO VICKYZANGELS. do not steal, repost, plagiarize, or use my work for anything.

#tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel fanfic #Spotify

[lichenes]

Hii! Can I please request a Charles Rowland x fem/afab! Reader (and if you don't write fem, then gn!) With an established relationship, maybe some fluffy (and/or spicy) moments between the two?

Thanks very much and don't forget to hydrate!

Hi lovely! Of course :D I’ve been planning on writing something for Charles for a long time so I’m glad you requested it <3

CW: suggestive stuff at the end, kissin, fluff!!

wc: 646

•───────•°•❀•°•───────••────────•°•❀•°•────────•

You mesmerised him.

Your life was pretty uneventful before your death. “Love?” And after? You met him. Charles was the definition of a love sick puppy when you were around him. “Oi?” Crystal would always say that he seemed to glow when you were in the room and his posture was a lot more confident when next to you. 

“Yes?” You answered him suddenly being pulled out of deep thought. “Whacha soooo focused on that you can’t answer your boyfriend?” You looked at him with whimsy behind your irises. “Just thinking ‘bout you, handsome.” You winked at him playfully. 

He smiled at your corniness and gave you a bear hug, his backpack falling off his shoulder. Charles pecked your cheek and stated his true intentions. “I’m going to visit Thomas with Edwin and Crystal, will you be joining us, lovely?” You pretended to give it a thought for a minute and then said yes earning an excited clap from him and a surprise kiss. You were a bit startled and he revelled in it, smiling into the kiss.

You were the youngest ghost (having died in the 2010’s) of the Dead Boy Detectives, Edwin refused to change the name of the group though and you were content with just that. You joined it because Edwin saw you as useful and Charles was just utterly bewitched by you. He confessed to you one day when Edwin pretended to feel poorly and let you two go on an adventure by yourselves. 

“Charles, what are you doing?” You said overlooking the view sported by the cliff you were both standing over. He hesitated for a moment. “Something… something really brave.” That was when he first kissed you. It was a long and passionate kiss making you both breathless. When he pulled away he looked at you, searching for any sign of discomfort and was met with another kiss far more hungry and primal than before. When you two disconnected he smiled wider than ever. “Oh that’s brills…”

From then on your afterlife was much more tranquil than you could have ever imagined. Your days were spent solving mysteries and revelling in the surges of dopamine you felt whenever Charles was around you. 

He’s very touchy-feely with you, always holding your hand or having his arm around your shoulders. Whenever some ghost would bother you he wouldn’t be far to help you get out of the situation. As the brawns of the group he would tear the ghost a new one if they ever got too close for your comfort. 

He doesn’t show jealousy often, he doesn’t have to be jealous, you love him and only him after all, he tells himself. “Sweetcheeks?” He says pondering the stupidity of what he’s about to ask. “What’s up?” You look up from your book smiling at him, your eyes filled with joy. “Actually… it was nothing…” He said, satisfied with the albeit short conversation. Charles giggled and blew you a kiss which you theatrically caught and put your hand to your heart. 

“Hey, Edwin and the gang are out, d’you wanna…” Said Charles leaning against the doorframe of the room you were sitting in. He looked you up and down and met your eyes. You walked up to him which made him crane his neck downwards. You put your hands around his neck and got close to his face. “Hmm… I’m not sure…” His eyes became half lidded as your hand made its way into his hair and tugged lightly. A small groan escaped his lips. And just when you were about to meet your lips-

“I don’t feel like it!” You said and walked back to your previous sitting spot, clearly teasing him. He strutted up to you, taking his jacket off and crouched down next to you. “Pretty please?” You chuckled, your ruse foiled. “Okaaaay, if you ask so nicely.”

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#x reader #charles rowland #charles rowland x reader #dbda #dead boy detectives #writing #fluff #charles x reader #jayden revri

[lowkeyrobin]

Oh hello me again 👀

I had another idea lmao, this one's a little dumber but here me out 🙏

Joshdub x Reader teasing each other over accents/comparing accents (literally any accent I don't mind, I just need Josh content, literally my second favorite of The Boys and second favorite Australian lol)

STOP I LOVE THIS AWERHJRNWNRBSNSN ; thank you for requesting! hope you enjoy ; your reqs r literally the best lol ; also I'll have that foolish one you sent me up soon I just need to tweak some stuff

JOSHDUB ; accents

summary ; you and Josh like to bully each other over your accents

warnings ; language, excessive DubDaddy running gag/joke idfk

word count ; 646

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"Bro, shut the fuck up, no way you're trying to diss me with your biscuits and tea looking self"

"Says you, scorpion fucker!"

"What the hell is happening right now?" Mully questions with a slight laugh, looking over to Juicy, Eddie, Gabby, and Narrator.

Juicy answers his question, "They're fighting over their accents"

The four watch as you and Josh continue roasting and arguing with each other, throwing insults every which way.

You were all staying at Juicy's house for a large sleepover-party, currently located in the living room. Prior to the playful argument, you'd all been watching a dumb action movie, which got paused because you all agreed that it was too boring and wanted to talk instead. The girls, minus Gabby, had left to go pick up some pizza and wings, considering none of you had eaten dinner yet, and it was already seven in the evening.

Gabby laughs, hearing another cruel insult escape your mouth. "When are the girls getting back with the pizza?"

Narrator looks down at his watch, "Hopefully within the next 15 minutes before they strangle each other"

"You're a cock sucker. You literally speak in gibberish"

"Says you! A few sandwiches short of a picnic. What's that even mean?"

"Okay, and I'm supposed to know what chuck a sickie and fire up the barbie mean? Quiet yourself down, Josh"

Juicy snickers, a hand loosely covering his mouth as he looks away momentarily. Eddie laughs, cheering you on in his native language across the room, Gabby under his arm. Mully can't help but laugh with Narrator beside him, both of them unable to hold back their amusement. It wasn't necessarily what you were speaking was funny, it was the tone and why you were fighting that got them.

"This is the stupidest thing we've ever argued over" Josh chuckles, "That includes that time where you tried to gaslight me into thinking you didn't call me DubDaddy"

"Again, that wasn't gaslighting! I didn't call you DubDaddy!"

"Why do you say daddy like that?" He laughs, "You accentuate the a like an au sound"

"It's just how I speak! Say tuna"

"Tuna" He speaks, pronouncing it like ch-una.

"See?!" You exclaim, "You're the one talking weird"

"You say tuna like t-ew-nah!" He counterclaims

"Yeah, okay" You playfully roll your eyes and cross your arms, leaning back into the couch. You look over at Juicy, then Eddie and Gabby, then Mully and Narrator. "I don't say it like that, right?"

They're silent, failing to hide the smiles tugging at the corners of their lips.

"You're fucking kidding me!"

"To be fair!-" Juicy quickly speaks, "You both sound dumb. Mully does too."

"Ha!" You laugh, looking at Josh with a smug smile.

"What the hell?" Mully questions, looking to Juicy, "When was I involved in them?"

Juicy shrugs, "Since you decided to be Australian, brother"

"Dawg, you can't choose to be a certain nationality," Eddie laughs, using his free hand to rub the T-section between his eyes and over his nose.

"Are we not going to talk about the DubDaddy thing?" Mully asks, refocusing the conversation. "I don't remember this happening"

"Shut the fuck up" You quickly reply, moving your legs around to sit criss-cross on the couch.

"No, no, no. Tell us about that" Juicy giggles.

Josh quickly explains before you can tell your side of the story. "We were on VR Minecraft, after that 24 hour challenge-"

"I didn't call you DubDaddy!"

"-And we were trying to at least get to the Nether, right? They fell into a pit of lava, logged out while screaming DubDaddy into their mic, wanting me to help them or get water to save them from the lava pit they were in" Josh chuckles, seeing your annoyed expression.

"I did not call him that, I swear on my life"

"I don't think anyone's believing you, Y/n"

#lowkeyrobin #content creator x reader #joshdub x reader #joshdub #dubdaddy #gender neutral reader #gn reader #gn! reader #they/them reader #british!reader

[chxrrylime]

saw your inbox was open and loved the tattooed male reader one shot w price.. like A LOT, so could i request a follow up where male reader actually gets a womb tattooed on his tummy and price just goes absolutely feral? smexy times of course (bottom reader), creative freedom to you regarding everything else

Part II to this. Ghost's here now. Enjoy.

Price x M!Reader x Ghost ↪ 646 words — 18+ / SMUT.

Content tags — cis male dominant Price, cis male dominant Ghost, cis male submissive tattooed reader, fem terms used for cis male readers genitalia, feminization, misgendering (in the sexy way), tattoos, breeding kink, daddy kink, unsafe sex, and anal sex.

Your arms flex against the ropes, holding your wrists comfortably crisscross above your head, the black silk rope, which you hadn't been to surprised to find Ghost just had, rubbing deliciously against your inked flesh. Price’s cock bullies into your saliva and lube slick hole, his big hands spread wide over the underside of your thighs. You moan desperately, earning a chiding chuckle from Price above you.

“Slutty little thing, hm?” He rumbles, readjusting his grip to tilt your hips up, his cock rutting insistently over your prostate with each thrust, causing you to shout.

“There we go," he grunts.

You sob out at the persistent stimulation, the bed shifting beside your head as Ghost moves to rub his swollen cock along your kiss bitten lips, teasing the tip in and out of the welcoming heat to muffle your noises. Ghost’s free hand trails down your torso, palm spread out over your lower tummy, right where your new tattoo rests—the womb design Price paid for you to get, designed by none other than Soap himself.

Price watches how Ghost’s pupils darken as he presses down on the soft flesh, slowing his hips to a torturously slow roll.

“Wanna watch me knock ‘im up, Simon?” Price smiles knowingly, tracking how Ghost’s eyes flicker from the tattoo, to Price’s gaze, down to the frothy white ring around Price’s cock where he sinks in and out of your pink, swollen hole.

Ghost doesn’t give a verbal response, but Price hums anyway, eyeing the way Ghost's cock gives an interested little twitch at Price's honeyed words.

Slowly picking up his pace again, he rocks his hips into yours with harsh thrusts, balls slapping lewdly against your ass, your hard flushed cock bouncing uselessly against your stomach, smearing the tattoo with your own precum.

“S’all this tight little cunt’s good for, isn’t that right?” He grabs your jaw, squeezing your cheeks as he tugs you off of Ghost’s cock with a wet pop and a gasp, watching your red face pant for breath as you frantically nod your head, barely flinching as Ghost gently slaps his cock against your face.

“Yes—y-yes—John—please—fuck!”

“Attagirl,” Price grins viciously, taking your cock in hand to stroke the weeping flesh as he leans down to lick into your mouth, Simon impatiently slipping his cock between the both of your lips with a grunt. The three of you moan, Ghost stroking the length of his cock while you and Price make out messily with the sticky tip.

Ghost's cock twitches, a low, growling "fuck" emanating from his chest as his spend decorates your face, Price eagerly licking you clean as he holds eye contact with Simon, making you whimper as he leaves behind sucking bruises in the process.

"M'gonna cum—Price—" you whine, thighs quivering, that heavy heat sinking deep in your stomach.

"Yeah? Gonna come on daddy's cock?" His voice is impossibly low, rumbling through you like thunder. You shudder and twitch, back arching and eyes rolling back as your orgasm rolls through you, mouth open in a silent scream as Price's firm strokes and harsh thrusts milk your pleasure.

"That's it," Price half growls, half chuckles, "there she is. Milk daddy's cock, princess, fuck."

His thrusts stutter, once, twice, before his cock settles as deep as he can bury it, thick cum filling you. You vaguely feel Ghost's hands over your tattoo again, rubbing the skin there.

You're barely aware as Price kisses and licks up your leg, your ankle, peppering kisses over the top of your foot, his hips lazily rolling like he could rut his cum any deeper—like if he gets it deep enough it might actually take.

And Ghost, his big hand an anchor amidst your floating, his steady hot breaths against your neck before his lips suck a bruise right beneath your ear, whispering a low "gonna look so good knocked up."

#smut #mine #modern warfare #price x reader #ghost x reader

[pokemonlolitaproject]

As requested by lovedtogekiss a coord inspired by Pokemon #646 Kyurem

#pokemon #legendary #legendary pokemon #Kyurem #Kyurem Pokemon #Pokemon Kyurem #unova #unova region #unova pokemon #pokemon unova #unova dex #pokemon gen 5 #gen 5 pokemon #dragon type #dragon pokemon #dragon type pokemon #ice type #ice pokemon #ice type pokemon #pokemon lolita project #lolita #lolita fashion #ouji #ouji lolita #ouji fashion #kodona #kodona fashion #fashion #fashion collage #request

[wisteriaiswriting]

may i request for sweet fluff hcs with the shimada brothers? preferably a reader who is slightly younger than them

𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

Words: 646

Might've gone a little overboard for them. :)

ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕫𝕠:

No matter how long you two date or remain friends with him there will always be an air of mentor and student. It will never leave, whether it's easily observable or underlying. (In his words, ‘You never stop learning.’)

He tries to stay around you 24/7, making sure you’re safe by watching over you. If it’s not possible he’ll have someone who is trusted to take his place until he returns.

Isn’t the biggest fan of pda due to the fact he’s never dealt with it and he gets embarrassed. But he tries to make up for it later in private, which is repaid in cuddles and kisses.

His main love language is acts of service, if giving gifts were on it would be up there. But this allows him to feel useful and needed, even if he knows he doesn’t need to he’ll do it anyways.

Speaking off giving if you look at something for even a few seconds in person or mention something online next thing you know it’s sitting on your bed later. (Unless it wont fit then it’s waiting outside your door.)

He sews. Learned it when he was young and only improved on the skill, which he is happy to use now. By making you custom clothing and garments, making sure it’s your favourite colour, material and clothing type.

His dragons will start gravitating towards you, while it starts simple soon enough all their time outside of battle is spent hanging around you. In their small forms.

But once they become bigger it only makes their cuddle piles harder to leave, not that you would want to. At this point Hanzo has learned to join instead of leaving.

Everyday he’ll dote on you about your health. If you’re eating and drinking enough, injured? Searching and retrieving a medkit or medicine for you.

If you get sick he’s one of the best people to help you. He’ll stay around as much as possible, staying just far enough away and knows what not to do. (No kisses :()

He will train you, there will be no exceptions. While it’s mainly hand to hand combat, sparring and so on, if you turn out decent at bows he might let you try his out. (Unlike someone who shot him, Genji.)

𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕚:

Back in his younger years he would’ve had no shame when it came to pda, sorry but he wouldn't give up being a playboy. But you will always be his one and only.

In the current days he’s become a bit more reserved although he does enjoy and allow you to hold hands and some quick kisses. (His mask nudges your face.)

If you allow him he will carry you around, whether you’re injured or not. The usual is the bridal carry but for laughs he will do the fireman carry.

If you ever get seriously injured he’ll have no clue what to do, so he has to find the nearest support. Small ones are fine, luckily he knows the basics.

When he starts training you, he will go soft on you. Even if he tries not to, it's difficult, he tries not to hurt you. Panic will ensue if he lays the smallest injury on you.

Soon enough he’ll bring you along to the shambali monastery to meet Zenyatta. And if you two get along and meditate together he will fall harder.

He’ll try to convince you to meditate with him, even if you don’t and just hang around he’ll be happy.

His love language is quality time. Just spending time around you, whether you speak or not.

Will let you apply the balm to this scar as it helps keep them painless. Plus he gets even more time with you.

Please play with his hair. He will melt into your arms the moment you do, his scalp has become a lot more sensitive.

#overwatch x reader #overwatch x male reader #overwatch hanzo #overwatch hanzo x reader #hanzo x reader #overwatch genji #overwatch genji x reader #genji x reader #wisteria♥

[vodika-vibes]

Hi love, I already have a second request. Hehehe.

Anyhew.... Howzer, opal and summer please. Thank you. Love oo

Summer Love

Summary: An early morning at the beach reminds you of just how much you love Howzer.

Pairing: Captain Howzer x F!Reader

Word Count: 646

Prompt: Opal - Faithful Love

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: I hope you like this! I wanted to write Howzer, hence three stories today.

You wake to the sound of waves crashing against the shore. You release a groan and roll onto your side, intent to bury your face in Howzer’s chest and get some more sleep.

Only, as you roll over, you touch nothing by cool sheets.

Blearily you crack open your eyes and peer at his side of the bed. No Howzer. You drop your face into your pillow with a quiet huff, and then roll onto your back and kick the blankets off. 

You drag yourself out of bed, pausing only long enough to pull the shirt the Howzer was wearing the day before over your thin tank top, and then  you push open the bedroom door and, blindly, walk through the house.

He’s not in the kitchen. Or the living room. 

And you yawn widely as you slide open the glass door that leads to the back deck. And there he is, sitting at the table, sipping some caf, and chatting to your neighbor.

The moment you step onto the desk, the conversation stops and Howzer turns his gaze towards you, an adoring smile on his face, “Good morning, cyare.”

“Mor-” a wide yawn cracks your face, “-ning.”

He stands and pulls you into a hug, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead, “Did I wake you?”

“Not really,” You press your face against his chest and inhale deeply, enjoying the scent of Howzer mixed when the subtle scent of salt water, “Did you go swimming this morning?”

“It felt more enjoyable than running.” He kisses your forehead once more, and then guides you over to the table and presses his mug into your hands. “You remember Irma?”

You peer at the other woman, her smile looks slightly strained, though you can’t possibly imagine why. “Yes, you told us about the seafood restaurant last night. We enjoyed it a lot.”

Her smile becomes a little more strained, “Well, that’s good.” Her gaze cuts towards Howzer, “but we were having a conversation that you interrupted.”

Howzer’s genial smile fades slightly, “She’s always welcome to join any conversation that I’m a part of.”

Ah.

She has a crush on your Howzer. You can’t blame her, your Howzer is gorgeous, after all.

He’s also completely faithful to you, and you to him.

Your gaze slides across the woman, and you smile gently, “We’re actually about to start breakfast-” 

Her face flushes a deep shade of red, “Well then, I’d better go.” She blurts as she stands suddenly, and flees from the deck.

Howzer glances at you, “You hate eating this early.” He says with a slow smile on his face.

“She doesn’t know that.” You reply with a light smile.

“Jealous, cyar’ika?” Howzer lightly tugs you onto his lap, his arms sliding securely around your waist as you bury your face in his neck.

You laugh softly, “Not even a little.” 

“Good.” He lightly pushes you back so he can catch your lips in the gentlest kiss, “Because I would choose you over anyone.”

“Anyone?”

“Anyone.”

“Hm…good.” You lightly play with the hair at the base of his head, “Because I would choose you over anyone too.”

His eyes sparkle with mischief, “Even Rex?”

“Rex who?” You reply with a teasing smile.

“Hm, good answer.” He catches your lips in a deep kiss, “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“I don’t think that’s possible. I have a lot of love.” Howzer murmurs against your lips.

“And it’s all mine, lucky me.” You brush your thumb against the scar on his cheek, “Would you like me to make waffles for breakfast?”

“I would love that.” He replies as he stands with you in his arms, “And then we can go to that aquarium we saw the other day.”

“Sounds like a perfect day to me.” You say with a warm smile, as he carries you back into the house.

#star wars #tbb #vodika vibes 500 followers celebration #captain howzer x reader #howzer x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #f!reader fic #answered asks

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harryfan7 the flowers in the back 😭😭

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[creative-heart]

This little Drabble made my heart feel so filled with love for Enzo, I cannot express, it comes from this request

"My sweet love"| Enzo Vogrincic

TW: THE MOST ADORABLE FLUFF, Enzo being utterly adorable, some little mention to having sex, and selfimage issues.

Word Count: 646

You stand in front of the mirror in your underwear after stepping out of the shower and sigh, analyzing and scrutinising every single one of the flaws you know are on your body, you still don’t understand why, or how Enzo is still with you, even more so now, that he’s rapidly becoming famous, going to all these red carpet events and award shows, seeing himself surrounded by all sorts of gorgeous, perfect little models, actresses and singers. You turn around a bit to look at the back of your thighs and sigh turning to face the mirror once more wrapping your arms around your waist.

You’re so deeply lost in your own thoughts, critizing your every tiny detail that you haven’t even noticed your boyfriend resting against the doorframe to the bedroom, knowing what you must be doing to yourself, he slowly walks over to you; the most adoring, love filled look in his eyes as he looks at you through the mirror wrapping his arms around your waist. You take your sight up to meet his gaze still through the reflection, whispering through the held back tears chocking your voice; “why are you even with me? I’m not even that beautiful, my legs are filled with cellulite and my belly’s plastered with stretch marks” as you talk your eyes falling back to your own body picking at the tiniest flaw you can find.

Enzo sighs holding you tighter; before turning you around in his arms “Y/N baby, look at me please” he whispers holding your chin between his thumb and index finger tilting your head up to meet his eyes. “Chiquita, you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever met, both inside and out, not only are you beautiful, you have the kindest, most loving brown eyes, your face looks like it’s been painted by Da Vinci himself, you belong in an art museum; your body is so sexy, like I cannot imagine a more gorgeous body, your thighs, the way my hands fit on your waist, your boobs…don’t even get me started on your boobs, all of your body is as if it’s made for me.” Enzo softly strokes your cheek making you lean your head into the touch “if that weren’t enough…you are one of the kindest, sweetest souls I’ve ever met, the way you are always there to support the people you love, how good you are with little kids, how loving you are to all animals you come across” he states inbetween peppering all over your face with soft, sweet little pecks. “To top it all  off, you’re so smart, so witty, so damn funny. All this is to say, that you’re absolutely perfect, and that I would want to share my life with no one else”.

You look into his eyes sobbing softly, still a mix of insecurity and sadness with utter love for your boyfriend “You don’t wish I were more like the actresses and models you have met lately?” you whisper, feeling the heat covering your cheeks from what you have just put into words. You frown in confusion as Enzo starts laughing, that head tilted back laugh you love from him.

“Baby, there’s nothing I’d like less than you looking like those plastic women, I love having somewhere to hold onto while we have sex, while we cuddle, please, promise me you’ll try to see yourself a bit more through my lens, cause I promise, I promise, that you’re absolutely perfect my sweet love” Enzo carries on still with that soft loving tone as he leans down kissing you holding you so tightly to him that you think he might break you, and with his kiss, you can feel how your insecurities slowly leave your body, he loves you, he truly does love you and Enzo’s love is all you could ever need to make you happy.

#lucia <33 #enzo vogrincic fic #fluff #fanfiction #enzo x reader #enzo vogrincic fluff #requests #requests open #creative-heart

[mariondeux]

heyhey! i’ve never actually,, requested anything before so sorry if this is kind of a disaster but could i request a shu x male!reader drabble where the reader is dating mika but falls asleep while watching one of those really pretentious artsy movies with shu, who gladly takes advantage of the situation? dacryphila, praising, and some manhandling once the reader wakes up and tries struggling would be great. thank you!! (also i see you’ve got a ton of requests so if you decide to write this dont worry about rushing, i won’t bug you about it! love your writing, can’t wait to see what you make next!)

— SYNOPSIS ; Falling asleep during an artsy movie such as this rises the perfect opportunity for Shu Itsuki. To take back what rightfully belonged to him.

CW ; NSFW, Non-con, somnophilia, dacryphilia, praising, body worship, manhandling, reader is in a relationship with Mika, Shu is delusional

WORD COUNT ; 646

PAIRING ; Shu Itsuki x Male!Reader

A/N ; First request written so far, hope you enjoy, anon!

FEMALE ALIGNED DNI.

He called out your name once. A couple more times before looking over to his side to notice that you had fallen asleep. How could anyone fall asleep during a marvelous movie such as this?

Despite how you’d insulted him, his attention was now focused on your unconscious form. Eyes trained on your breathing pattern, the way your arm was slowly failing to keep your head supported, and the way your legs were gradually separating from each other. Even in your sleep, you were expressing how badly you had wanted him at this very moment.

Shu nudged your legs apart, crawling in between your legs and resting them on top of his thighs. He gently moved your arms and placed your head on the couch arm rest, satisfied that you hadn’t twitched a bit. The artistic movie playing in the background drowned out, long forgotten, as Shu ran his long fingers down your thighs. You looked delectable like this, truly a sight for sore eyes. Your body was so inviting. How could he not take advantage of the situation?

Piece by piece your clothing landed on the floor, leaving you bare and all for him to see. His hands moved on his own, feeling up your body so delicately as if you were a fragile ice sculpture.

Shu unbuttoned his pants, unzipped it all the way down and pulled his erect shaft out. The crown of his cock pressed against your ass, resting there as his lips suckled at your skin. Engrossed in his activities, his thoughts piled into his mouth and came out like waterfalls.

“Kagehira does not deserve you, can you not see? I have loved you since the beginning, adored every perfection and imperfection,” He moaned as he pushed his cock in, fingers twitching as the warmth of your walls swallowed him entirely. He’s longed for this moment, and now here you are, being so compliant. “I could have had you weren’t it for Kagehira stealing you away from me. I know you don’t love him.” Shu grit his teeth as his torso hovered over your sleeping body, massaging your inner walls tenderly with the rock of his hips. You’ve made it so easy for him, an opportunity sitting on a table just for him to take. You were a being far beyond the most abstract statues he’d ever observed. Who said it was impossible to have you under him forever, though? You stirred awake from the constant motion, eyelids squinting as you attempted to take in the sight before you. As you registered the length in your asshole, you immediately gasped and made a move to shove Shu. “Shu, what the fuck–” You choked as he immediately retaliated and shoved you back into the couch, your head hitting the hard, couch arm rest. You continued to squirm underneath him, legs kicking to get the dick inside of you to slip out. Shu scoffed, grabbing your wrists and pinned them above your head as his right hand gripped at your throat.

“Shu– stop!” Oxygen was slowly but surely leaving your body, rendering you immobile as the fight inside of you died out. Shu’s teeth flashed as your limbs laxed and your eyelids closed. On the verge of passing out, his hand finally lets go of your neck. You weakly gasped for air, barely registering that Shu had continued fucking you. Only then did your breath hitched as his cock jackhammered into you, working you open with each thrust of his hips.

“Be a good boy and take it. You can do that for me, can’t you?” He purred as tears had already made it past your cheeks.

“Utterly ethereal,” Shu breathed, fingertip brushing your eyelashes to pick up a teardrop. If fucking you just the way you deserved to be rendered you to a state such as this, he could do this forever.

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[bloomingdayswithyou]

Heyy, how are you? İ saw your requests was open so here i am 🧍can i request a hongjoong fluff or hurt comfort type of thing?? Im studying animation and game design in uni but i dont feel like i belong here. Finding motivation was always hard for me but its worse than ever in uni and my depression isnt helping either haHa- like for a while i stopped eating properly, not sleeping more than a few hours in a day and always do oil paintings, kinda locked myself home alone and cant find any strength to do something.

İf you cant write its alright tho!! Love you and your works <3

Guiding Light

Pairing: Hongjoong x gn!reader

Warnings: none, just angst with a good ending<3

Word count: 646

Author’s note: hi!! thanks for the request🤍 honestly I’m kind of going through something similar and just wanted to say that you’re not alone in this even though it might seem like it. Wishing you strength and healing on your journey as you pursue game design and animation or whatever you feel is right for you. 🌸

You sat alone in your small apartment, staring at your computer’s screen which displayed a few unfinished assignments. The room was dimly lit, mirroring the haze of emotions that consumed them. The weight of depression and anxiety had become almost too much to bear, leaving you feeling lost and disconnected. Hongjoong had noticed the subtle changes in your demeanor over the past few weeks. As he knocked softly on the door, his heart filled with concern for the person he cared deeply about.

"It's me," Hongjoong called out gently, hoping to offer some comfort in your darkest hour.

Slowly, you opened the door, your eyes reflecting a mix of sadness and relief at seeing Hongjoong's caring face. "Hey," Hongjoong said softly, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. "I brought something for you." He held out a cup of warm tea, knowing it could be a small source of comfort. You took the cup with a weak smile, grateful for Hongjoong's presence. You settled on the couch together, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm light around you.

"You know," Hongjoong began gently, "everyone faces moments when they doubt themselves or feel overwhelmed. It's okay to have those feelings. You don't have to be strong all the time."

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you couldn't help but spill your emotions to Hongjoong. You shared your struggles with finding motivation, your fears of not belonging, and all of the other burdens that seemed to weigh you down. Hongjoong listened attentively, his heart aching for you. "You're not alone in this," he said, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "I'm here, and I care about you so much."

He pulled you into a warm embrace, creating a safe space where you could let your emotions flow freely. Hongjoong's presence was a guiding light in the darkness, offering solace and understanding.

"Sometimes, we need to take a step back and breathe," Hongjoong continued. "And it's okay to ask for help when we need it. You don't have to carry this burden alone." You clung to him, finding comfort in his words and his unwavering support. You realized that you didn't have to face your struggles alone, that Hongjoong was there to walk beside them every step of the way.

With Hongjoong's encouragement, you began to open up about how you feel with animation and game design, the dreams that had once fueled your creativity. Hongjoong listened with genuine interest, reminding you of the talent and potential you possessed.

"You are meant to be here," Hongjoong said firmly. "Your art and your creativity are unique and special. Don't let anyone or anything make you doubt that."

As the night wore on, you felt a glimmer of hope reigniting within you. Hongjoong's words acted as a balm to your wounded soul, soothing the ache of self-doubt and depression. "I'm here for you," Hongjoong said, brushing away a tear from your cheek. "And we'll get through this together. Your art, your dreams, they matter. And so do you."

In the days that followed, Hongjoong stood by your side, offering unwavering support and encouragement. They started to find motivation in your passion once again, your creativity slowly returning like the first rays of dawn after a long night.

As time passed, your art flourished once more, fueled by the newfound strength and love you had found in Hongjoong's embrace. Through the darkest of storms and the brightest of days, you held onto each other, knowing that with Hongjoong by your side, you could weather any storm and find the courage to embrace your dreams once more.

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#ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez hongjoong #hongjoong #ateez fluff #ateez angst #hongjoong angst #ateez x reader #ateez x male reader #kpop fanfic #kpop #kpop x reader #kpop x male reader #kpop fluff #kpop angst

[mushrubes]

Faint

Masterlist | The walking dead Masterlist

Requested : No

Inspired by faint by @/lulushoeshoe on tik tok!!

Pairing : Rick Grimes x reader (No use of Y/n)

Pronouns : you/yours

Type : fluff

Contents : slightly canon divergent / different timeline (Certain things that wouldn't be there are involved), idiots in love, soft Rick :)

Word count : 646

Have a great day / night !!

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"You have a visitor." Michonne smirked, walking into the kitchen to let Rick know. You trailed behind her, leaning on the doorframe as he handed Judith over to her before she sent you a smile and headed outside where Carl was waiting for them. "Are you excited to see me?" You teased, grinning at the man as he shook his head, a small smile on his face. "No, I already saw you yesterday." he huffed, a playful tone evident in his voice. Your eyes settled on the new smartwatch that was on his wrist, and an idea came to your head.

You walked over, sitting on the stool opposite him as he waited for the coffee maker to finish. "Let me see your watch." you asked, tilting your head slightly. He looked back at you in confusion. "What?" he questioned, hesitantly holding it out. "Pull up your heart rate." you demanded, biting your tongue as you swore you saw his cheeks redden. "Why would I pull up my heartrate?" he wondered, trying to not get flustered. He shook his head, moving to the hallway and picking up his boots. "Just do it." you huffed, folding your arms and following behind him.

"This is so dumb. We have to go now." he excused, getting slightly anxious as he knew the others would be waiting for the two as they had planned to tag along on a run. "Hey, relax, we'll make it ton time. Show me." you assured, pressing your hand to his shoulder as his body immediately stopped being tense. "Fine." he grumbled, giving in and pulling the app up. The two of you waited a few seconds for it to read, a smug look on your face. "Ha! If you said you're not excited to see me, why is your heartrate so high?" you asked, knowing you were right. "I...watched a horror movie before you came. That's why." he came up with on the spot, knowing you wouldn't fall for it.

"Yeah? With Carl and Judith? It really stuck with you, huh?" you smirked, rolling your eyes at him as he tied his laces before standing up and opening the door, letting you go first. "Yeah, uh..." he paused, thinking of a character to use. "The ghost's face still exists in my mind." he continued, putting up the facade and not backing down, his face betraying him. "Hmm. Why'd you lie?" you interrogated, grinning as he got flustered. "I didn't lie! I'm being serious." he argued, walking down the stairs as you followed swiftly behind him.

"Your mind can come with lies Grimes, but your heart can only tell the truth." you mocked, earning a sigh from him as you chuckled at the look of defeat plastered on his face. "Okay, fine, so what if I was excited to see you?" he huffed, eyes on the ground as the pair of you made your way through the town. "It's just funny messing with you. It's cute to see you act all calm and collected around me." you mocked, Rick scoffing at the dig. "How are you so calm?" he wondered, trying to find a single sign of even a tiny bit of being flustered but failing.

"I'm not. Here, feel how fast my heart is beating." you admitted, grabbing his hand and placing it on top of your chest. "It feels like you're running a race." he chuckled, his gaze lingering on you slightly longer than normal, feeling your cheeks heat up. "See we're both trying out best to stay cool." you shrugged, turning to carry on walking as he followed. "Just don't faint on me." he joked, winking at you. "Wow. You think you can make me faint?" you gasped, pretending to be hurt. "Oh, I'll bet money on it." he added smugly, freezing as you reached up and kissed his cheek.

"You're on."

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[itsohh]

It’s Over

A/N: G/N reader, finally got around to playing the game on realism mode and man, Violence and Timing got to me

Summary: After the events on MW2, you finally get to rest at home with Gaz. The perfect time to work through how the pair of you are feeling.

Word count: 646

Warnings: Slight angst? guilt

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Home. Finally home. Missiles. Territosts. Drug lords. Kidnapping. Graves. Shepard. All of that faded away when the pair of you finally got home. Too exhausted for a home-cooked meal, the pair of you ended up shoving a frozen pizza into the oven and calling it a day.

With no music on, the apartment was quiet. Only the brief sounds of outside muffled through the walls. When you walked back to the kitchen, Gaz had his hands on the countertop. His head was down and he let out a deep sigh. You could see the weight on his shoulders. One you shared equally.

Carefully, you approached him, making sure that your footsteps could be heard. You placed a hand on his left shoulder and his head turned slightly to the side. "You alright Kyle?"

His hand came and covered yours for a moment and gave it a small rub with his thumb. "Yeah just thinking 'bout Laswell."

"She's safe now, hey, we got her back."

"I know, it's just that a lot of Farah's mates died. I keep thinking maybe there was something more I could have done to prevent that. Like if my shots were better timed or-"

"Hon, don't do that to yourself. You did everything you could. Besides, if anyone's to blame it's me. I left her there."

"She told you to though, the pair of you would have been taken." He turned to face you and immediately went to your defence.

"I know that Kyle. She knows that, Price knows that and I know that. We also all know you did everything you could to stop that." You placed your palm against his cheek. "Now I need you to know that."

"I…alright." He didn't sound completely convinced.

"There was a lot more of them on the other side of the boat that you couldn't see. To be honest, I think Laswell's voice might haunt me for a while." You let out a little laugh, not a happy laugh nor a bitter one. A sad one.

 "Go, overboard now! I won't let them take the pair of us."

 “I’m not leaving you, Laswell!”

 “Yes you will, that's a direct order. Don’t let me have your life on my conscience.”

"They died fighting for a friend. I reckon that's the best way to go. We can't save everyone." Gaz went to open his mouth and you continued. "But we try and that's what matters."

"Yeah." He gave you a slightly wonky smile and you pulled him into a hug. With a small sound of approval, Gaz rest his head on your shoulder and leaned into the hug.

"I know that your mind will get away. That's okay, mine does too. Just promise me that you remember we are in this together." You could feel him pull you firmer against him.

"M promise."

"You know, you scared me shitless when you fell out of that heli. Hearing Nic's voice on the com freaked the hell out of me."

"Yeah? Scared the shit out of me too."

"Fuck, Gaz you were dangling there. Don't think I've been so terrified out of my mind."

"You're telling me." He pulled back with a laugh, a genuine wide-eyed smile. "Shit was insane. Think I can cross whatever the hell that was off my bucket list."

“Falling out of a heli was on your bucket list?”

“No, but now it never will be.” You rolled your eyes at his response and pulled him back into a hug again. One he accepted without protest. Comfortable in his arms, you sighed into him.

“Promise me that you won’t end up in a situation like that again.” You felt him stiffen slightly at your request.

“I can’t promise that babe, you know that.”

“I do, lie to me.” Gaz moved his head slightly and pressed a small kiss against your jaw.

“I promise.”

#gaz x reader #modern warfare 2 #mw2 x reader #cod x reader #call of duty

[sirthisisa-wendys]

I found it thank you 😭😭 I wanna request Smiley being jealous and possessive of his Girl, like she gets hit on at a bar while he's in the bathroom and comes back to see his baby looks uncomfortable and beat the absolute shit out of the guy before lifting his babes necklace and goes,"it ain't that hard t'read, she's mine ya piece of shit" with his eyes cracked open to make sure this guy knows he is serious, you can chose if it's a smut or not. I don't know how much detail you want but I made sure to put a lot 😭😭🛐 thank you for your time

Birthday Punch: Nahoya Kawata x fem!Reader

wc: 646

tw: violence

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All eyes are on you tonight.

You entered the small, semi-private, and very exclusive club with Smiley, all dressed up to the nines for you birthday celebration.

"There are a lot of people here," you muse, turning to your boyfriend. Smiley looks back at you with a laugh, pulling you closer to him before kissing your cheek quickly.

"And? You always stand out, babe." You give him a complimentary kiss and walk with him toward a section you can call your own for the night. You're seated in a corner with an elevated view of the club, with excellent suede seats and a personal bartender for the night. "Isn't this nice?" Nahoya wonders and you nod quickly, smiling.

"It's perfect."

Bottle girls come by and shower you with sparklers and free bottles of champagne, a sign with your name on it, and cheers for your birthday as music bumps in the background, and you reach up to toy with the necklace Nahoya presented to you earlier.

It's rose gold with his name etched in calligraphy - bold enough for anyone bold enough to come and step up to the plate.

"I gotta use the restroom," he says suddenly, and you make room for him to exit, leaving you alone in the cozy corner of the club.

For a moment, you watch the others in the club dance or drink or chat, and the absence of your boyfriend is almost meaningless. Almost.

"Hey," you hear over the music, and a figure bedecked in a crumpled dress shirt and slacks leans over the rope closing off your spot. "Haven't seen a face like yours in a long time... You're adorable." You cringe and look over his shoulder, hoping to see Smiley's hair moving toward you. But you see nothing but a sea of others.

"Can you hear me?" the man asks, his brown eyes lighting up in the glow of the bright spotlight waving around the room. "I'll just get closer; this music is so fucking loud..." He steps past the rope, and you cringe, trying to move away from him.

"That's so much better," he breathes, and you smell the tinge of alcohol on his breath. "So what brings you here? You look all dressed up for something!"

"Um..." you begin, making a face. "Just for fun."

"Oh, yeah?" the man wonders. "Me too. Thinking about getting into some fun right now, in fact..." You see his hand moving toward your leg in slow motion, but before it can reach you, he's yanked past the rope. The bottle in his hand goes flying, and you watch as Smiley lands a punch square in his face, nearly mortified at the act of violence.

"Nahoya!" you shout, but he pulls the drunken idiot up to his knees and points to your necklace.

"Listen, you dumb fuck. She doesn't like guys who can't read; that's my name around her neck, you piece of shit." Nahoya musters as much spit as he can, and it lands square on the man's face. He drops the almost-unconscious man to the ground and takes your hand, pulling you out of the section.

"Wait, babe," you protest, returning to the secluded area to grab your drink. You take one last chug, then splash the rest on the guy's face.

"Hope you learned your lesson," you mutter, rejoining Nahoya at the entrance to the club.

"I'm leaving a bad review," Smiley gripes, pulling out a cigarette as you walk back to the car. "That wasn't a good time."

"I think it went okay," you murmur, pulling a lighter out from your purse. You light his cigarette, and he hums, inhaling the smoke deeply in the night air.

"Let's go to Taiju's place, huh? Better atmosphere there anyways."

"Let's," you echo, kissing his cheek once more. "Won't have to fight anyone there, I know that for sure."

#nahoya kawata x reader #nahoya kawata #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers