#also did you know he has the prettiest butt?
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"All it takes is one evening of getting Yoongi drunk to find out just how needy this man can actually get. Alternatively: Yoongi is drunk and that means his restraints are gone. So he decides to ride you, because that's all he really wants to do."
Pairing: Vampire!Yoongi x f.Reader
Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut
Warnings: sub!Yoongi, Dom!Reader, he is cute & a lil bratty & also a total painslut, then his instincts kick in and he becomes so fucking needy, like SO NEEDY, she is so gentle but also slaps his face like twice, she calls him a good boy & a slut, consensual drunk sex, needy pegging in cowboy & lotus position, lotsa making out, butt spanking, cock slapping, anal fingering, handjob, blowjob, edging (m.receiving), multiple orgasms (m.& f.receiving), prostate milking, so much cum, so much drool, he squirts, belly bulging :’), vaginal fingering, he has his fangs out, biting, a very vocal Yoongi, i just need him to know that he is cute, loving aftercare
Wordcount: 10.8k
a/n: this is Sanguis!Yoongi when he is drunk and trusts her completely. It's so cute and hot and I just want him to be happy. hahah help me. I love them so much, I'm gonna rip off my own face skin and cry about them
“I wanna be fucked”, Yoongi whines against your neck, pressing your hand to his clothed crotch. He begins rubbing himself against it, lips parting in a needy moan.
“What are you doing?”
“Wanna be fucked, please”, he is lulling his words, tugging you closer as he tries to get your hand inside his pants.
“And you decided that in the middle of the hallway?” you laugh, feeling your stomach tingle in excitement. He is so needy. It’s so hot when he is.
“Yeah”, he whines, “come please. Come”, he orders in a huff of air and tugs you with him as he stumbles to your wing.
“Okay, okay I'm already coming. Holy moly, you really didn’t do well with that wine, did you?”
“No”, Yoongi giggles the word. Yeah. He giggles. He giggles as he shakes his head and lifts his shoulders to his ears, adding two little skips into his steps on top of that.
“Okay, wait. Love, slow-“
The door falls closed.
Your back hits it.
Yoongi cages you in and grabs your face to kiss you.
Deep.
Passionate.
Needy.
And sloppy.
He tastes like desire and wine. He sounds desperate. Feels like fucking heaven. His knee is between your legs, punching up the fabric of your floor length dress and grinding right against your pussy. The thin fabric of your panties does little to mask how amazing his thigh feels.
“Fuck Yoongi”, you rasp, tilting your head back. The kiss breaks but he litters your neck with wet kisses instantly.
“Fuck me”, Yoongi answers you in a keen, dragging his tongue up your pulse point until he ends it with a flick right under your ear, “wanna be fucked, please”, he begs in a whisper, letting his voice tickle your ear.
You went out tonight. Like every year, the university hosted its late autumn masquerade ball and like always, you wanted to go. As did Taehyung and the boys of former Sanguis and, well, Yoongi wanted to go too once he saw how excited you were. He went with a suit and black mask like every year, while you went with the prettiest dress inspired by the Regency period and an intricately done venetian mask. Taehyung made it for you. Your masks have long been discarded by the front door. As has Yoongi’s long coat somewhere on the endless hallways of the estate.
You had so much fun at the ball. There was zero drama and even less danger. Just dancing, laughter and way too much booze. One should also mention that you did a lot of making out and that Hoseok ended up winning the costume contest with his realistic Mothman costume (it looked hotter than it sounds, promise). Back to the booze however. You drank a lot, all of you, to the point where you had to call a cab back to the estate because none of you were able to drive. Yes, even Yoongi. The Creator who normally never gets drunk because he'll heal before that could happen. Not tonight however, no amount of healing will get this man sober again. And you love it because drunk Yoongi means clingy Yoongi and that’s one of your favourites.
Most of you arrived home safely except for Hoseok who refused to come as he met a woman at the ball and he wanted to spend the night with her. The others were all busy too. At Seokjin's place. No further details needed.
Which left you and Yoongi stumbling to your wing and Yoongi acting the horniest you have ever witnessed him act.
You witnessed Yoongi drunk one time before tonight. It was back when you were still on the road and you came back from a dance. That night will always stay in your memories. It truly will.
Yoongi swoops you off your feet, making you squeak because you didn’t expect it.
He grunts, swaying from side to side dangerously.
“Don’t drop me, I’m serious”, you warn in a laugh.
“I’ve got you”, he lulls, stumbling down the hallways, “kiss me, wanna be kissed please.”
“Mhm my prince”, you sigh, kissing him gladly.
It was strange at first to return to university after everything you went through. People looked at you weird, but you tried to ignore them. The masquerade ball is too much fun to miss out on. Especially this year when the world was finally safe. Even Yoongi let loose, asking you for one dance in the ballroom while the others got drunk in the disco. It was very nice, but also the moment you realised just how wasted Yoongi was as he whined about how pretty you were in front of other people and he never does that.
Thump.
“Ah Yoongs”, you gasp.
“Sorry.”
Yoongi just hit the door with your back, now fumbling with the doorknob to open it.
“You said you’ll be careful”, you whine.
“Sorry”, he tries to kiss you, “don’t be mad. Are you okay?”
“Yeah I guess”, you giggle, “what are you doing?”
“Tryna open the door. Is it stuck or something, the fuck?” he tries to wiggle the doorknob.
“You gotta push.”
Yoongi does it with little pressure. The door opens instantly.
“Oh”, he lets out, sneaky a shy glance at you, “I knew that.”
“Mhm sure”, you say and chuckle, “kiss me, you idiot.”
“You's mean”, he mumbles and leans in to kiss you. He stumbles to your bed, dropping you on top of it and without ever breaking the kiss, he climbs atop your lap. He plops down, moving his hips back and forth in a needy grind while his hands are cradling your face. Your legs are tangling over the edge, as are his feet.
“I'm mean?” you ask him in a chuckle.
“Yeah. You messing with my heart. It keeps racing”, he says, guiding your hand to his chest, “feel it.”
“Yoongs, your heart stopped beating three thousand years ago.”
“Oh yeah”, he flutters his lashes, “doesn’t matter. Being with you's making me feel flutters in it”, he says, tapping his chest with your hand, “right there. Tingles so much.”
You twist his shirt and pull him close. Yoongi falls with a surprised gasp, gasping again when you kiss him deeply. He grows limp atop of you, except for his hips. They begin wiggling like crazy. And his feet. He begins kicking them happily.
He cups your face, breaking the kiss solely for the purpose of littering your face in big smooches.
“Loveyou, you's the best, loveyousomuch”, he slurs his words but they are clear to you.
“You are so drunk”, you giggle in a squeak.
“Ye, drunk on you”, he retorts, wiggling cutely, “is what you said to me. Remember?”
“Ye. I do.”
Yoongi kisses up and down your nose, moving on to your left cheek. He makes loud kissing noises, mixing in the occasional "mwuah" or a lulled confession of his eternal love.
Truly, drunk Yoongi is the most precious treasure on earth. Freed of his restraints and anxiety, he finally becomes who he wants to be deep down. This is him. This is the real Yoongi. And you can’t get enough of him.
Yoongi ends his love attack by sucking in your cheek and biting it gently.
“Ah Yoongi”, you gasp, moving away.
He releases you with a bop, gawking at you with puckered lips.
“What?”
“You bit me.”
“I did not.”
You snicker, reaching up it squish his cheeks.
“You're so cute.”
He huffs out air, cupping your cheeks and kissing your lips, using his tongue for it until you moan and kiss him back with just as much passion.
Yoongi is the best kisser on earth. No. In the universe. Gentle but so passionate. Sweet but so rough. Loving and oh so skilled. Kissing him is paradise. Kissing him while you are both stupidly drunk? The best experience ever. You don’t ever want to stop. He makes you so happy. He feels so right. He is so perfect.
Overwhelmed by your feelings you break the kiss to litter his face with kisses.
“My cutie. My Yoongi Boongie. My handsome prince”, you mumble, kissing every inch of his perfect face.
Yoongi lets it happen with squeezed shut eyes and his prettiest gummy smile. He kicks his feet the whole time, wiggling his hips because nothing in the world could contain the happiness he currently feels.
You end your love attack by kissing his lips, falling back into the most passionate kiss ever. You are smiling so much, holding each other, feeling so high on one another.
His fingers begin fumbling with your dress. Clumsily and without any sort of plan in mind. Their only goal is to get you out of that dress.
“Shit. Goddamn it”, Yoongi breaks the kiss to curse under his breath.
“What's wrong?”
“Your dress's not opening. Why's it not opening?”
“Maybe ‘cause you're tugging on the collar instead of the lacing?”
“Oh”, his fingers slip, “I knew that. Just wanted to test you”, he mumbles, changing his grip to finally open your dress.
“Yeah, sure you did”, you say in a chuckle.
You sit up to help him, giggling when Yoongi gets off your lap to fall to his knees before you. He tugs the dress down your legs, caressing your ankles as he helps you step out of the big heap of fabric. He discards it on the floor and moves on to taking off your shoes.
Once they are discarded as well, he lowers himself to place a worshipping kiss upon your left instep.
Your breath hitches in your throat, eyes mesmerised by him. You are towering over him atop your big bed while he lays worshiping by your feet. You feel hot all over because of it.
Yoongi kisses your right instep as well, ending it with a little hiccup.
“Scuse me”, he lifts his head, “I'm so drunk. You have really pretty feet.”
“Well thank you, my prince”, you say and giggle, lifting your foot to dance it up and down the buttons of his dress shirt. Yoongi arches into the touch, presenting his palms on his lap as if he was made to do so.
He is fully dressed while you are barely clothed. Only a matching set of satin lingerie is keeping you modest. Yoongi can’t seem to take his eyes off of it, breathing heavily while his thighs squeeze together desperately.
“Can I see you tonight?” you ask him, trying to open his bow tie with your toes. You are failing miserably.
Yoongi replaces your toes with his fingers, opening the tie and letting it drop on the ground. He begins opening his dress shirt afterwards, submissive eyes glued to your face. This is his answer. He feels really sexy tonight. He knows that it is because of the booze. The knowledge doesn’t stop him, on the contrary, it encourages him. If he ends up doing something embarrassing, he can just blame it on being too drunk and then you won’t be able to judge him. He feels so confident tonight. Confident and like the hottest person ever born.
He drops his shirt on the floor, gasping softly when you stop his fingers from opening his belt by stepping on his hand.
“Stand up”, you order.
Yoongi obeys, getting to his feet before you. You tug him closer by his belt. Yoongi stumbles with wobbly knees, feeling his stomach tingle. He loves it so much when you are rough with him. He stumbles, catching himself on your shoulder.
“Careful”, you giggle, hugging his middle with your cheeks squished against his soft tummy.
“Sorry, is really hard to stand”, he lulls, hugging you back.
“I know, I’ll be fast”, you say, placing a loving kiss on his tummy before lifting your head. You smile at him, eyes spilling over with love. You are still hugging his waist, “you're so handsome, my love.”
“Thanks”, Yoongi mumbles, swaying his shoulders from side to side. Your sweet words only strengthen tonight's feelings. He is so, so sexy and handsome. Yoongi loves feeling that way. It makes his tummy all tingly and his brain all fuzzy.
You turn your head and bite him.
“Ah”, he gasps, cupping your head.
It was a gentle bite. Nothing more than a nibble of love. But it was on his tummy. And his tummy is terribly sensitive. Yoongi rubs his thighs together, swaying like crazy.
“Don't do that”, he whines.
You release his skin, “why?” you ask, gazing up at him with sparkly eyes.
“Feels so much”, he whispers, scratching the spot you bit.
“Yeah? You like it?”
“Ye.”
You scrunch your nose up, giving him a blinding smile. One last kiss to his tummy and you sadly release him, moving on to getting his pants down. He slips out of his shoes as you work, wanting to waste as little time as possible.
The belt buckle hits his thigh as you let it fall open. It doesn't hurt, merely making a metallic clinking sound.
Yoongi is holding his breath, looking down at you with his lower lip between his teeth. You are opening his pants. One button at a time until it is finally done. You run your hands to his butt, slipping them inside the pants and tugging them down but not before squeezing his round buttocks.
He gasps because of it, feeling dizzy. The pants fall down, pooling by his feet. You touch his hips, tugging him closer. Yoongi steps out of his clothes, finally he is freed of them. He would feel really self conscious on other days, but tonight he feels good. He is so handsome when he is naked. That’s how he feels.
Your eyes are glued to his clothed cock. It is already straining the fabric of his black briefs.
“All mine”, you whisper, making his knees buckle.
“___”, he moans your name, climbing onto your lap messily. He grinds against your thighs instantly, kissing you with a needy mewl.
You chuckle because the kiss surprised you, breaking it just so you can grin at him.
“I'm yours”, he lulls, “is true. All yours”, he says, fighting you gently just so he can kiss you again.
“You're so freaking cute”, you say, “goddamn it Yoongi, I love you like crazy.”
“Love you too”, he mumbles, hiding his giddiness by pushing you into the sheets and burying his face in your neck. He begins kissing your skin instantly, nibbling and sucking on it until you feel lightheaded. The thing with Yoongi is that he loves biting. Obviously because he is a vampire. He loves biting, but he doesn’t want to go too far, which results in those really tingly and gentle bites all over your body. And they drive you insane. Truly insane.
Yoongi whines, lifting his head. He is pouting at you.
“Why? What’s wrong now?” you whine and chuckle.
“I wanna suck your tits. Why do you have a bra on?”
“Tzt, crybaby”, you arch your back off the mattress, “open it.”
Yoongi follows gladly, opening the clasp in the back and pulling the straps off your arms. He throws the piece of clothing over his back.
“That's really expensive, just saying”, you snicker.
“Is fine”, he dismisses you and gathers your breasts just to bury his face in them.
“Mhhm Yoongi”, you sigh, closing your eyes in delight. His lips are so soft, his tongue so eager. He is nibbling again, biting and sucking every inch of your chest without ever going too far. It feels so good. His fingers caress your skin as he kisses you. He adds just a little bit of strength every now and then, sending electric sparks through your veins each time he does.
Yoongi giggles, kicking his feet happily. He is so, so happy. You are so perfect and the fact that he can kiss you feels so, so good.
He lifts his head only to rest his cheek on your breasts, sparkly eyes gazing up at you.
“You're so pretty”, he whispers, sparkles in his eyes growing, “and soft and warm and perfect. You's so perfect.”
You smile, running the back of your hand over his cheek, “you're so cute.”
Yoongi looks away, wiggles and then attacks you with the tightest hug in human history. You squeak, allowing him to shake you around as he does everything in his power to squeeze you against him.
Somehow in the sweet mess of it all, he managed to change positions so you were fully resting on the bed now, heads supported by pillows and toes facing the foot end.
Yoongi breaks the hug, but stays close enough that he can kiss your neck. He is humping the side of your leg, panting against your skin.
One arm is still under your head while the other is draped over your tummy. Not for long however, just as Yoongi begins mewling softly and his cock is oh so hard against your leg, his hand begins traveling down your body, soon disappearing inside your panties.
You open your legs happily, sighing his name when his fingers begin feeling up your pussy.
“So wet”, he whispers, drawing circles on your soaked entrance.
“It's your fault”, you answer him in a sigh.
Yoongi snorts and giggles, rubbing against you in a giddy squirm.
“You always say so much”, he whines, “so mean.”
“I'm not mean I'm-oh”, you struggle with your words because Yoongi just buried two of his fingers inside of you and is now moving them in and out carefully, “I-I'm telling the…truth.”
Oh, he's got you so sensitive already. Being with Yoongi does that to you. You like him so, so much and being with him makes you so eager for his touches that whenever he finally gives them to you, you can barely even handle them. It feels so nice to be touched by Yoongi. Especially when he is as perfect and cute and amazing as he is tonight.
You slip your hand into his briefs, palming his cock.
“Wait”, he gasps, tensing up.
“What's wrong? Don’t want it?”
“No, is just that. Wanna be naked.”
He abandons you for just a second as he wiggles out of his briefs. You do the same, watching him with the biggest heart eyes ever. Whatever was in the wine tonight made him brave. You are so giddy. Normally it takes Yoongi at least an hour of sex to feel safe enough to undress and now he is doing it willingly during foreplay. He is so perfect when he is like that.
Yoongi drops into the sheets and shimmies back to you. You roll to your side, kissing his lips with sighs of his name. Yoongi purrs, kissing you back with a dizzy head. It happens naturally that his hand slips back between your legs. You lift your leg, draping it over his hips to give him better access. Yoongi buries his fingers back in your pussy, forcing a shudder to run through you.
“Feels so good”, you whisper.
“Good, you’re so pretty”, he whispers.
“Yoongi.”
“What's it?”
“Yoongi, you feel so good”, you sigh, gazing into his eyes.
He seems mesmerised by you, eyes racing between yours.
“I'm so drunk”, he whispers.
“Me too”, you snicker.
“You're not real. I'm so drunk, you can’t be real”, he lulls.
“Does that feel real?” you ask him, wrapping your fingers around his cock. You give him slow strokes up and down as best as possible in the position, putting more pressure each time you reach his tip.
“Y-yeah”, Yoongi croaks, squeezing his eyes shut, "oh god", he huffs out and whimpers softly.
“It's real, Yoongs”, you promise him.
“You's real”, he sighs, throbbing in your hand, “I'm so lucky”, he adds in a barely there whisper.
“I'm lucky too”, you breathe, closing your eyes as you fall into the sensation.
Soft moans, gasps for air, sounds of eager touches. The room fills with the melodies of your pleasure, mixing with the ruffling of sheets and the sounds of kissing each time one of you steals a kiss or two. You both know you won’t be able to orgasm soon. You are too drunk for that. But you don’t mind because it’s so goddamn amazing to be close and to touch each other and to feel those nice tingles of a loving hand for as long as you want to. You don’t want to climax because being with each other like that, all dizzy and droopy and bursting with happiness, is the best reward ever.
Yoongi stubs you with his nose, calling your attention. Your eyes meet. He looks so droopy. His face is glowing now that you are sharing so much heat with each other.
“Finger me”, he lulls.
Your hand around his cock falters.
“I'm sorry?” you gasp.
“Want your fingers up my butt. Please”, he begs, wiggling his hips.
“Hot. What the hell? Hot?”
“Please?”
“Uh heck yeah? This is the hottest thing you ever said. Let me just get the lube.”
You hate that you have to end the amazing thing you currently had going on, but this is more important. Yoongi never asks for things. At least not for himself. He'll take what you give him, but he will never ask for more. Even while you are doing something he won’t ask for another spot to be touched and you are left figuring it out yourself by accidentally touching his favourite spots and making his body shake involuntarily. So to have him ask you to do something to him, especially butt stuff, makes you want to squeal. This is the best night ever.
Yoongi is on his back once you return, welcoming you back by grabbing your waist and scrunching his nose up.
“I can't believe you're letting me do that to you.”
“Want it so bad”, Yoongi says and opens his legs, “is that good? Want another position?”
“No. No, it’s perfect. You’re perfect”, you say, having to kiss him because otherwise you would have exploded in emotion. He is the best person ever.
Yoongi kisses you back, mewling quietly.
“You're so perfect. My perfect man”, you mumble, feeling him up desperately.
Yoongi barely handles the touches, writhing under you with flutters in his tummy. His skin is so sensitive. Your palm is so soft and warm. He can’t handle how good you make him feel.
The kiss breaks once you reach his inner thighs, Yoongi has more important things to do. Like gasp your name and part his pouty lips. His skin feels electric wherever you touch it.
“The prettiest. You’re so pretty”, you praise, “and soft. Why are you so soft?”
“I'm soft”, he repeats, wiggling his toes.
“Yeah you are. Wanna keep squeezing you”, you say, squishing his inner thigh right next to his cock.
Yoongi keens, parting his legs more. It tickles, but also feels intense. His cock begins aching because of it, yearning for a touch.
You don’t give it to him, which he dislikes at first until he can feel your touch on his balls. You massage them gently, forcing the warmest sparks to course through his tummy.
“Except for there. You’re so hard”, you say, squeezing them until it hurts.
Yoongi gasps, opening his legs further. His balls feel like bursting.
Slap.
“Mo-oh my god”, he chokes out and arches his back.
“That was a reward for being so cute”, you tell him.
“Want it again”, he begs, touching your tummy with shaky fingers. He scratches your skin softly, “please.”
And because he is so adorable right now, you can’t deny him. You slap his balls a second time, ending it with a harsh squeeze.
Yoongi moans in gratefulness, letting his eyes fall closed by rolling them back first.
“You're so sexy like this. Fuck, Yoongi”, you rasp, spanking him one last time before moving on to a new spot. You know better than to keep going. Yoongi can - and did - cum from cock torture and you don’t want this to happen. Yet.
Yoongi wants to complain at first, but doesn’t when he feels your fingers brush against his hole. Just once and nothing more than a feather light touch. He is so sensitive that it felt a million times more intense however. He chases you, tilting his hips to make it easier for you. He drops them again the second you touch him, veins filling with tingles.
You put more pressure than last time, drawing circles.
“Feels so good”, he sighs, seeking you by rolling his head to the side. Like this he can almost bury his face in your tits.
“And I haven’t even started yet”, you whisper, sending shivers down his spine. You sound so confident. Yoongi feels dizzy. You are so hot like this.
Your touch retreats for a moment. A click lets Yoongi know that you are covering your fingers in lube. Another click as you close the bottle then you touch his rim.
“Ah”, he gasps, twitching in surprise.
“Sorry, was that too cold?”
“No, is good”, he says, shivering when you begin moving, “is so good. You so good.”
“You're so sensitive”, you put the slightest sound of teasing into your voice, making Yoongi huff out air.
He flusters way too easily. He can’t bear to be teased. Especially not tonight when his senses are so heightened because of the booze. Of course he is sensitive. He danced with you and kissed you and you called him handsome so many times. He had to get sensitive. It was unavoidable.
“Now take a deep breath for me”, you whisper.
Yoongi obeys, releasing it a second later despite his efforts. He can’t help it, your finger is in his ass and that feels so good.
“Slipped right in. Wow my Boongie, you’re so greedy, aren’t you?”
He nods his head vigorously.
“Love your finger. Is so good.”
“Of course you do”, you whisper, moving it in and out of him slowly. To get him used to it. To feel him up. To enjoy his tight warmth for as long as possible.
“Don't stop”, he whispers, adding a breathy “please” as he widens his eyes at you. His pouty lips are parted and his sparkly eyes widened. He looks so cute right now.
“Oh my Boongie, you’re so cute”, you giggle, scrunching your nose up before leaning down and rubbing the tip of your nose against his’. His eyes flutter closed, a sigh slips past his lips, “my dearest love”, you whisper, curling your finger in search for his favourite spot.
“Good, is good it’s- ah, a-ah”, Yoongi gets out, voice pitched in surprised pleasure.
“There? Right there?” you ask, massaging the spot inside of him.
Yoongi opens his legs, thighs twitching involuntarily. He purrs deeply, scrunching his nose up as he nods his head.
“Yeah, right there”, you rasp, drinking in his expression, “you're taking me so well, my prince.”
It is fascinating just how tight and warm he feels around you. Truly, Yoongi’s warmth is so addicting and quite frankly, adorable as well. You realised that whenever he is close to you and he feels especially happy, he becomes warmer than on normal days. As if your presence in itself gives him enough nutrition for his body to heat up. You love to cuddle him whenever that happens, which results in Yoongi purring happily and becoming even warmer.
“You're burning up, love”, you whisper, kissing his temple.
“Feels so good”, Yoongi sighs, “one more, please.”
You slip your ring finger inside, eliciting a raspy purr from him. It vibrates deep in his chest and is filled with his honest bliss.
“Like this?”
He nods his head, cock twitching angrily as you scissor your fingers.
“You're so tight, I’m surprised that you can take me.”
Yoongi peels his eyes open, frowning at you.
“What?” you ask in a chuckle.
“Don't slutshame me.”
“Slutshame you?” You snort, “what are you talking about?”
Yoongi closes his eyes, “shut up.”
“No, no I'm not. Are you telling me that you’re my slut? Mhm Yoongi? Is that it?”
“No it’s not. Stop. Take your fingers out. I don’t want it.”
“No? You don’t? So if I do this, you don’t want it?” you challenge, curling your fingers against his prostate. You begin massaging it, forcing him to gasp and shudder.
You get to your knees between his legs and wrap your hand around his cock.
“And if I do this, you don’t want it?” you taunt, jerking him off quickly as you continue fingering his greedy bum. Quick and hard, just like you jerk off his leaking cock. It’s what deserves for pretending that he isn’t into it.
Yoongi squeaks and grips your hand with trembling fingers. He writhes, thighs trying to close in a desperate attempt to flee from the harsh fingering. It’s too much, Yoongi doesn’t know how to handle it. It feels too good.
“Mhm? If I do this, you don’t want it? Mhm?” you challenge with hunger in your eyes. He is shaking so much, it’s so cute. His bum looks so good taking the harsh finger fuck, his cock is all twitchy and leaky.
“___”, Yoongi gasps and lets out a loud “ah” followed by a whiney moan. He is trying so hard to get your hand to stop, weak fingers barely closing around your wrist.
“So cute. You’re so cute when you're shaking. You’re such a cute, little slut, Yoongi love. Such a cutie”, you coo, forcing his cock to leak all over your fingers.
“Please not so, so fast”, he begs, squeezing your wrist weakly.
“Why?”
“Cum”, he gets out and arches his back with a whiney little sound escaping him.
He feels fucked. Your fingers are so fast and know exactly where to touch. It’s like you're already fucking him. That, mixed with the dizziness of the booze and Yoongi swears he is going to crumble any second now.
“Please slow”, he begs, gasping for air.
“Cute”, you rasp and slow down, but only so you could take him into your mouth. Yoongi arches off the mattress, fingers twisting the sheets and cute hole squeezing around your digits. You are fucking them in and out of him slowly and to their fullest, giving Yoongi a taste of how it feels to be stretched out over and over again. He takes you so well, sounding oh so perfect doing it.
“No please”, he gasps, “___, please”, he whimpers, throbbing in your mouth.
He tastes so good. Like desperation and pleasure. You love it so much, slurping it up hungrily. His cock fits down your throat so nicely. Yoongi normally hates it when you deep throat him. Not because he dislikes the feeling, on the contrary he loves it, but because he is always scared that he will make you gag and therefore uncomfortable. He doesn’t have to worry about that tonight, because you are drunk. And when you are drunk, your gag reflex ceases to exist. It’s probably the added boost of confidence. You won’t ever complain, it feels so fucking empowering to be able to take his entire cock down your throat without needing to gag.
Yoongi is appreciating it as well, thighs trembling like crazy and hole pulsating around your fingers.
“You're really un-unfair”, he stutters, punching up the sheets with his toes as he curls them. Nothing else helps. He is getting his ass fingered and his cock throat fucked. He wasn’t ready for what he bargained for when he asked you to finger him. You are too good and way too eager to destroy him.
You slip off of him, allowing your drool to drip down on him. It runs down his veiny shaft until it soils his dark pubes, marking him as your property.
“So you don’t want this?” you rasp, playing with your spit, “mhm? You don’t want any of it?”
Yoongi swallows heavily, recovering for a short moment with quick pants for air.
You pull your fingers out, anticipating his reaction.
“No”, he whines breathily, “no, back. Please back”, he whispers and you hear him.
You do. But you want to tease him. You press your wet fingers against his soft rim, drawing slow circles on it. It’s remarkable how relaxed and loosened up he already feels.
“Back”, he breathes.
“Mhm? What was that? I couldn’t hear you”, you tease.
Yoongi places his hands on the back of your head, pushing you down shyly. He bucks his hips up, hitting your nose with his cock. It makes you giggle because it was funny to be nudged with his cock.
“Please”, he whispers.
“You're so fucking cute”, you gush, taking him back into your mouth. He glides over your tongue until your throat hugs him tightly. Only then, do you stuff your fingers back into him, using your wrist to control the movements. Deep and quickened and just enough to force him to twitch inside your mouth over and over again. You moan deliciously and begin bopping your head up and down, going fast because it makes him whine so cutely.
Yoongi grips the sheets again, hitting his head against the pillow twice before he decides to arch his back instead.
“More fingers please”, he begs, shaking when you purr around his cock. Deeply and deliciously. The stretch of his hole which follows makes him shake again. You listened, now burying your pointer finger in his butt as well. Deep and so thick. Your fingers in that position stretch him out so much.
“___”, Yoongi moans, “___ please. Please.”
Yoongi is awkward. About literally everything, but especially about his sexuality. Now. He never looked for labels or definitions. If a person attracts him sexually then so be it, he never cared about what was between their legs or what that would make him. He does care about how he fucks however, what he receives and how he receives it. Because receiving is hard for him, especially butt stuff. He doesn’t let anyone other than you close to this part of his body. It’s too intimate, makes him too vulnerable and requires a level of trust only you – and maybe Jungkook – achieved. So yes, Yoongi is awkward about butt stuff. Even if he loves it so much. So, so much. But this right here? This right here makes him want to keep begging you and act like a complete slut. This is the endgame. The real deal and he is burning up.
“Thank you”, he croaks, thighs shaking each time you fuck your fingertips against his prostate.
You moan around his cock, sending sparks through his veins. He is too sensitive.
“I'm gonna- ah”, he gasps, gripping your hair and twisting it desperately, “you're making me cum”, he croaks, relaxing his muscles in preparation for the warmest most amazing high ever.
Stop.
Pain and suffering.
Agony.
Yoongi has to sob and writhe.
You stopped.
Slipped off his cock, removed your fingers. They are gripping his thighs now, forcing him to stay open even if all he wants to do is close his legs and rub them together.
You laugh. Tauntingly and with enough craze in it to make Yoongi’s skin crawl in hot, dumb pleasure.
“You didn’t actually think that I'd let you cum did you?” you ask and laugh, “oh Yoongi, you’re so gullible.”
Yoongi whines and wraps his fingers around his cock, trying to jerk it off. Anything please.
Slap!
You slapped them away instantly.
“Ah”, he gasps, peeling his eyes open just in time to watch you place yourself atop of him. His legs, you force to stay open by keeping his thighs thrown over yours. Like this, your crotch is pressed right against his ass, taunting him because there is no cock inside him but all he wants is for you to stuff him with your strap.
His grabby, misbehaving hands you pin right above his head, digging your fingers into him in a strong grip.
“Keep those hands where they belong. Hear me?” you growl.
Yoongi rarely falls into subspace. Entering that state means giving up control and letting another person see the part of him he is most ashamed of. He thinks there is nothing wrong with wanting to be like that when other people want it, but he thinks it’s embarrassing when he wants to be like that. You however make it easy to fall. And fun. And quite frankly you make him love every fucking second of it. He feels so tiny and weak and that’s all he wants right now. That and your strap.
“Yeah”, he gets out.
“You do? So why did you try to touch yourself, mhm?”
“I'm a slut”, he lulls, going dizzy under your piercing gaze.
“No, that’s not it is it? Tell me the truth.”
Yoongi shakes his head, earning himself an aggressive roll of your hips. He mewls, wishing for another one.
“Tell me Yoongi, tell me.”
“I'm a brat”, he keens, rubbing himself against you by wiggling his hips needily. He needs the friction, needs to feel as if you are already fucking him. Oh god, it doesn’t feel the same. Yoongi wants to cry, why doesn’t it feel the same? He needs to be fucked so bad.
“Exactly. You’re a brat”, you rasp, abandoning his wrists to scratch down his arms.
Yoongi keeps them above his head naturally, mewling your name with closed eyes. He opens them a second later when you slap his face and therefore surprise him. They are widened and glassy, looking at you with so much submission burning in them. You slap his other cheek, gripping his face right afterwards. Your fingers dig into his cheeks as you keep him hostage.
“Don't look at me like that. It makes me feel bad that I had to slap you”, you rasp, forcing even more submission into his droopy gaze. “What's wrong?” the question may be of nurturing nature, but Yoongi knows your true intentions behind it. This is to mock him, to force him to voice his wishes even if it embarrasses him so, so much. He wants to kiss the ground you walk on. You are so mean and perfect.
“Fuck me”, he gets out, feeling his cheeks heat up instantly.
“That's not very polite of you, is it?”
“Fuck me please. Please. Please fuck me”, he begs, trembling desperately. He wants to burst, he is so embarrassed and weak and fucking sensitive. He should stop humping you like a needy dog, because it makes him want to cum but he can’t stop. It feels so good to grind against you.
“There we go. That’s better”, your features soften in fondness, “you’re so perfect when you’re being my good boy”, you praise, releasing his cheeks to instead caress them gently.
There you go again. Messing with him. To go from slapping his face and calling him a slutty brat to caressing his cheeks and calling him your good boy. Yoongi can’t handle it. He felt so perfectly degraded only to be lifted and be made feeling like the most treasured person on earth. He is too drunk and giddy for that.
Yoongi whines and throws his hands over his face, kicking the sheets.
“Please just do it, why are you so mean?” he mewls.
“Why?” you giggle, tugging his hands away to beam at him, “why are you so shy, huh? It’s just me.”
“Yeah, it’s you. Exactly”, he pouts.
Your eyes soften. You rest your chin on his hands as you hold them.
“You’re so cute”, you whisper, stubbing him with your nose. Yoongi closes his eyes, chasing you with a tilt of his head. You stay, whispering the words against his lips, “do you wanna be my good boy and get the strap for me, mhm?”
He nods his head in obedience.
“Good boy, such a good boy”, you praise, rolling off of him, “off you go, get my strap”, you order him and as Yoongi climbs out of bed, you can’t help yourself and slap his butt just once.
“Hey”, he complains, pouting at you with furrowed brows.
“You’re so cute”, you snicker, giving him the biggest heart eyes.
He huffs out air and turns his back to you to waddle to your sextoy dresser instead. He takes out his strap of choice and waddles back to bed. You watch him with a fond grin on your face, stifling a giggle because his walk is rather hilarious.
“Don’t look at me. I hate walking with a boner”, he whines, making you laugh.
“I think you look cute”, you say, “you’re swaying so much, my love. Are you really drunk?”
He falls atop your lap, rubbing himself against you. He nods his head, humming deeply.
“I’m drunk too”, you say.
“I wanna fuck”, he whines, “please put it on. Why are you taking so long?”
“Oh excuse me that I can’t really move when you’re plopping yourself down on me”, you laugh, pinching his sides.
Yoongi giggles, writhing away, “don’t tickle me”, he whines, rolling off of you. You chase him instantly, gripping his waist just to tickle him more. He laughs squeakily, pushing at your chest, “please stop. I hate it.”
“Sorry, sorry”, you snicker, caressing his waist instead, “I couldn’t resist. I love it so much when you laugh.”
“Put it on please”, he begs with burning cheeks. Truly, he is adorable. You realised by now that Yoongi gets those really pink cheeks when he's drunk. Paired with his naturally shy blush and he looks beyond adorable.
“I am, I am”, you say, slipping on the harness. You make sure that everything sits in place, sighing happily because it grinds against your clit all nicely. You are going to love using it, that much is for sure. You climb back on bed, “done, you- eeek”, you squeak in surprise as Yoongi grips you by your shoulders and throws you into the sheets.
He climbs on top of you, intertwining his fingers with you and pinning your hands above your head. Like this, his long hair is hanging into his face, framing his glowing features.
“Wanna ride you”, he confesses, grinding against your tummy.
“Hot”, you whisper, gawking at him with a dizzy head.
“So stay please”, he begs, widening his eyes.
“Okay. I’ll stay”, you whisper, having to smile, “you're so perfect, my prince.”
“You too”, he says, stealing one kiss from you and then he shimmies down your body, sitting down on your lap. He reaches for the lube bottle and opens it with one hand as the other is busy feeling up your strap.
He spills the lube all over it, lips curling into a dirty smirk as he begins jerking it off while his other hand grips your waist, thumb tracing your tummy.
“You're so fucking hard”, he rasps, leaning over you so his hair was hanging all into his face again. He places his hand right next to your head, lowering his eyes playfully, “you're so fucking into me, aren’t you?”
“Uuuh…yeah?” you let out a breathy laugh, “what the hell is happening? Where's my shy Yoongi Boongie gone?”
“He left”, Yoongi says and laughs, kissing you midsmile which results in him biting your lower lip and tugging on it until you moan, “wanna eat you up. Fuck, I can’t wait to get your strap.”
“You're so hot”, you squeak out, head feeling dizzy in disbelief.
“I know”, Yoongi says nonchalantly and straightens up, placing his hand on your tummy for support. He lifts himself, shimmying up your body until your strap was aligned with his hole. He grinds on your tip back and forth, half-lidded eyes glued to your face. “Wanna take you so bad, princess.”
“Then do it”, you rasp, gripping his hips and giving them a little push down.
Yoongi lets you, widening his stance so he could take you easier. The bulbous head breaches him after a second of struggle, forcing an audible gasp out of him.
“Now I’m in. There we go”, you say, caressing his tensing thighs, “how's that, love?”
Yoongi sinks down further, placing both his hands on your tummy. Like this, his fingers are tickling your sides nicely. He huffs out air loudly, scrunching his nose up.
“How's that, mhm?”
“Good”, he croaks and bottoms out, arching his back just so his ass sticks out. His lips curl into a dirty smirk, eyes falling closed, “fuck yeah”, he rasps, chasing your girth with smooth rolls back and forth, “ah fuck. Yes, princess. Fuck princess…”
“You're so hot, I can’t believe that you’re real”, you get out, feeling dizzy. He is rubbing the strap against your clit each time he moves his hips. You are not missing out on any of the sensations, that much is sure.
“Fuck. That feels so good”, he moans, straightening up and tensing his tummy. He begins moving up and down on your cock, not wasting any second with going slow. He is drunk, dumb and horny. And free. He feels so fucking free right now. No self doubt, insecurities and mean voices in his head telling him that he is ugly. Just silence, pleasure and loud voices telling him how much of a sexy motherfucker he is riding your cock. And he wants it. Wants the rush of confidence it gives him, chasing you with fast movements.
“You're so hot, holy fuck, you’re so hot”, you pant, gawking at him with a racing heart.
Your words only encourage him to keep bouncing on you. He doesn’t care about how loud he sounds doing it, he doesn’t care about what faces he is making or how his cock moves. He'd ruin the moment on other nights, questioning every single thing, but not tonight. Tonight he is free and desperate for more. More. More. More. Give him more. Make him fall freely. More.
“Keep going, holy fuck, you’re so hot”, you praise, slapping his bouncing cock.
“A-ah”, Yoongi’s hips falter. He looks at you with ruby eyes. Your gazes meet, electric sparks course through your veins at the connection. “again”, he orders, fucking his hips into your palm.
“You drive me insane", you rasp, spanking his pretty cock.
“Yes”, Yoongi throws his head back, bouncing on your strap within seconds. Hard and fast and with the intent to not stop any time soon. That’s what he needs. Pain and pleasure. It’s the same thing to him and drives him absolutely insane.
Moaning his name, you spank his cock a third time, watching in delight as this makes it leak. You wrap your fingers around him, spreading the hot slick all over his length.
“Please continue, feels so fucking good”, Yoongi begs, dropping his head back in synch with his hands slamming down on your thighs. Like this, he is grinding on your strap more than he bounces, but the desperate freedom in his movements remains. He is making sure that his hole will remember tonight. That much is sure.
Wet squelching joins the slapping of skin and Yoongi’s unapologetic moaning, mixing with your mewls and the sound of you jerking him off.
“Leaky boy, you’re so wet for me”, you taunt, holding his cock just so you can spank the tip with your other hand.
Yoongi trembles, squeezing your thighs. He whimpers, chasing the pain with desperate hips.
“There we go, keep leaking for me. Love that so much”, you praise, rewarding him with a merciless slap to his cockhead followed by you jerking him off with two hands.
“I’m cumming”, Yoongi gasps, “I'm cumming, I’m cu- ah!” he yelps, releasing all over your torso as he thrusts into your fists. It lands on parts of your face as well, feeling hot on your skin.
“Yes Yoongi, yes”, you growl, forcing him to shake uncontrollably by jerking him off quickly, “cum for me. You perfect slut, cum for me. That’s it, shake for me. Love it when you do.”
Yoongi writhes, slamming his hands into the pillow on each side of your head.
“Fuck”, he hisses, following it up with a throaty mewl and his lips curling back to reveal his exposed fangs. He chases you. Harsh and fast. His hole is so tight, his cock so sensitive and yet he can’t stop. He can barely even think. All he runs on, is pleasure. It feels so good. He never felt like this before. Is this what he could have if only his own head wasn’t holding him back so much? Is this how sex could feel like?
Yoongi slams his hips down on you over and over again, drooling from his parted lips because that’s what he does when he feels too good. It normally only happens when he eats your pussy, but tonight you’ve fucked him into complete dumb pleasure.
You don’t mind that he is dripping onto your face, gazing up at him with droopy, foggy eyes. You have never seen him like that. So utterly lost to the pleasure. He has no idea how much this fuels you, how you are shaking in bliss because it feels like a dream come true to have him act so freely.
Your right hand moves around his cock, while your left runs up to his chest. You pinch his nipple, rolling it between your fingers afterwards.
“___”, Yoongi moans, squeezing his eyes shut, “___, I’m yours”, he pants, throbbing in your hand.
“Yeah you are. Fuck, you’re mine. Fuck, Yoongi I can’t stop cumming you’re so hot”, you growl, shaking again because his words just felt too good to hear.
“___, I’m cumming too”, he croaks, scrunching his nose up, “you're milking me”, he adds and groans, climaxing all over your tits and neck.
“I’m milking you?” you gasp, laughing breathily, “oh my fucking god, keep talking like that and I’ll break you.”
“___”, he moans, fucking his pulsating hole through the tightness. His prostate feels on fire and yet he can’t stop. This feels so good. You feel so good.
Yoongi straightens up and grips your thighs again, showing you his fangs as he throws his head back with an agape mouth.
“___ I’m yours!” he moans loudly, arching his back. His cock is leaking like crazy. His white milky pleasure is running down your tummy by now, soaking the sheets. And yet he can’t stop, leaking continuously as he fucks himself stupid on your strap.
“Holy fuck”, you choke out, “holy fuck, you’re so hot”, you whimper, spilling tears, “Yoongi, my Yoongi, you’re my Yoongi”, you sob, gripping his cock.
“I'm yours”, he moans deliciously, “spank me, please.”
You grant him his wish instantly, spanking his throbbing cock.
“Again”, Yoongi demands, chasing your hand.
Slap!
“Again”, he growls, clenching around your strap. He can’t get enough of being fucked and spanked and milked. He wants it so bad. Needs it like air.
Slap!
“Yes! Again.”
“Yoongi, you’re leaking like crazy”, you rasp, voice trembling in pleasure. You spank his cockhead, rubbing your palm against it afterwards.
“Yes, again please again”, he begs, convulsing on you with trembling thighs.
Slap!
“Holy fuck, you’re making me cum”, Yoongi laughs darkly, ending it with an audible gasp and an aggressive, “fuck.”
He arches his back, shifting your strap deeper into him. He hasn't noticed it yet, but like this you can see your cock inside of him. It is bulging his tummy, moving each time he bounces on you.
“Yoongi”, you moan, “Yoongi, why are you so hot?” you keen, spanking his cock with all the love you have for him. You can’t believe that he is real. And that the universe aligned your paths, “I'm so lucky. So fucking lucky”, you say, digging your thumb into his belly bulge in synch with your hand connecting with his cock in a slap.
“Woah”, Yoongi gasps, holding your wrist, “woah, woah, woah.”
“Feel that? That’s my cock moving inside you”, you taunt, grinding against his bulge.
“Holy shit”, Yoongi croaks, squeezing his thighs around your hips.
“Yeah that’s it. Feel it. That's how deep I go”, you growl, slamming your hips into him as best as the position allows you to.
“You're making me…cum. ___, I can’t stop”, Yoongi chokes out, shaking in anticipation.
“You're so hot, holy shit", you spit, fucking him angrily. You need him cumming again, need him to continue making a mess on you.
“Yes, yes, yes”, Yoongi chants, chasing you, “now. Now. Ah, now- ah!”
You can feel his high hitting him. You can’t believe it’s real, but you do. His tummy tenses and begins convulsing, taking your cock with hungry ease.
“Fuck, I can feel you cumming”, you growl, digging your thumb deeper into his belly, “you’re so hot.”
“A-ah”, Yoongi lets out and flinches, “no. No. Nonono why?” he sobs and comes to a stop abruptly, forcing you to lift your eyes. He is gawking at you, lips pouted and eyes sad. His hands are on your stomach, fumbling nervously.
“What's wrong?” you ask him, “don’t wanna make yourself cum anymore, mhm?”
Yoongi blinks rapidly, parting his lips.
“What's wrong?”
“I healed”, he confesses.
You furrow your brows in confusion.
“I'm sober.”
“Ah”, you understand immediately. His powers healed him. The sobering up process, which takes normal humans many many hours, is sped up for Yoongi. Which means he is clear in the head again and self-conscious. And being on top of your lap with your strap inside of him after he fucked himself senseless is not his preferred comfort place to be.
You sit up, forcing him to tilt his head back in order not to headbutt you. Your lips are almost touching, your bodies are grinding against each other, smearing his cum everywhere.
“So? Means I gotta fuck you dumb again”, you rasp, eyes pinning him down, “I wanna fucking ruin you.”
He widens his eyes. You grab his hips and force them to move. Back and forth in smooth rolls, forcing your strap to grind against his sensitive insides.
Yoongi squeezes his eyes shut, falling around you in a tight hug. His face is buried in the crook of your neck, his chest is melted with yours and his hard cock is rubbing between your stomachs.
“Oh god”, he gets out, shuddering desperately.
“That's it, my prince, hold me close”, you whisper and wrap your arms around him, hugging him close, “don’t stop now, you fucking love it so much. Hold me baby, hold me.”
Yoongi thanks you with little moans and stuttering hips, fingers twisting in your hair and parted lips moving against your neck.
He is naked with you. Naked, hot and bursting in pleasure. And now you are hugging. Yoongi is actually able to feel your naked skin against his own as you make him drown in pleasure. He is in paradise. He gets to hug you naked. You are hugging. And he is sober for it. Which means, he'll actually remember it tomorrow.
“Please don’t stop”, he begs, chasing you with growing desperation. He can’t help himself. It feels so good to have you inside him.
“I won’t, my love”, you promise him, bending your legs so he can sit even more comfortably.
Yoongi arches his back, moaning each time his little bubble butt connects with your lap. The position forces your strap to go so deep. Yoongi feels fulfilled in ways that still feel like a dream to him.
“Such a good boy, you’re doing so well”, you praise him, caressing his hips. He tingles because of it, chasing you with even more eagerness. He has more leverage like that. When he was riding you, he didn’t really have a lot of support and Yoongi fucking loved it, but this right here is on a whole other level. To be able to lean against you, to rest against your body and find support in your hug gives him so much comfort. Comfort, but also the opportunity to move on your strap like he needs to. Fast and desperate. Yoongi bends his legs, hooking them behind you and begins moving like he needs to.
“Please don’t stop”, he begs you, drooling all over your shoulder, “oh god, it feels so good.”
“Yeah it does. You fuck me so good, love. So fucking amazing”, you rasp, rubbing his round buttocks in an encouraging manner.
Yoongi hates being a vampire. There is no denying that. He hates it so much, except for when he has sex with you and his powers make him feel everything a million times more intensely. That’s when he fucking loves his nature. That and when his instincts kick in and force him to act against his will in the best way possible. Like rut against you as if he was an animal in heat for example. Or drool all over you because his head tells him that it was feeding time, but he forces his body to feed on something other than blood. Your warmth and the pleasure only you can give him. It tastes so much better than any amount of blood could ever taste.
Yoongi fucks fast and hard once his instincts kick in. The gluttonous, insatiable hunger for whatever addictive substance his body got a taste from takes control of him and makes him its puppet. And that substance was your strap tonight. Your strap and the deafening amount of pleasure you make him feel with it.
Yoongi may be sober again, but mentally he is completely and utterly busted. Intoxicated on the instinctive urge to fuck and rut and ruin his little hole. Your loving hug and comforting warmth encourage him to go even harder.
“I can’t stop”, he croaks, trembling harshly, “I can’- ah, stop.”
“That's so fucking hot. You’re so hot, my love”, you moan, feeling lightheaded. He is moving the strap over your clit as he bounces on your length. Mixing that with the sound of his needy fuck and you are this close to giving up, “you feel so good, Yoongi. So good.”
“You. Too. Ah”, he gets out, breaking his lips away from your neck to instead cup your cheek and pull you into a messy tongue kiss.
You kiss him back gladly, loving every fucking second of it even it is oh so sloppy. Saliva gets mixed, loud moans exchanged and tongues shoved down throats. Truly, this is the kiss between two people utterly lost in the pleasure they give each other. It is nasty and it is fucking glorious. Breaks for air are scattered throughout the kiss, Yoongi uses the opportunities to curse and moan your name. You use the opportunities to praise him and call him handsome.
“Oh god, fuck”, Yoongi croaks, moaning weakly when you run your fingers under his lips.
“You’re drooling so much”, you rasp, forcing him to drool even more.
“Feels so good”, he whimpers, resting his forehead against yours. He knows that he is drooling. His entire chin is covered in it. It’s so embarrassing to him, but you fuck him so hard that he doesn’t even mind right now. Even in his sober state, he doesn’t care. You have him dumb and stupid on your strap, chasing his high because that’s all he wants.
“Spank me”, he begs, “please ___, please.”
“Spank you”, you repeat, “fuck Yoongi, you drive me insane”, you moan, connecting your hand with his bubble butt.
“Aa-ah”, Yoongi lets out, convulsing on top of you.
“Like this? Mhm? Is that what you want?” you taunt, landing another spank.
“Yes”, he mewls, “oh ___”, he sobs, falling around your neck. He hides his face in your shoulder, fighting for air as his body moves all on its own. It is sloppy and uncoordinated, but makes him feel so good.
“Good boy”, you praise, spanking him harshly, “you’re my good boy. Such a good boy.”
It burns so much. Yoongi sobs and forces his lips to lift from your shoulder. He guides his trembling hand to his own mouth and bites down hard. If he hadn’t, he would have ended up biting you instead and that would have made him hate himself forever. So he bites his own hand, moans muffled and body trembling like crazy.
You haven’t noticed it yet, enjoying the tighter hug he gives you and spanking his pretty butt.
“Eeh”, Yoongi squeaks, jerking into you, “hgngeng”, he lets out, coming undone from the pain and pleasure. One last time, but this time feels so good that Yoongi starts squirting all over your bodies, clawing at you because quite frankly he is a little scared of what happens to him.
You join him in his wet bliss with a pounding head, holding him so close that you could honestly merge with him.
“Holy fuck that feels so good”, you whimper, moving your hips into him needily.
Just five more strokes and then Yoongi begins flinching in discomfort, tapping your back in panic. He releases his hand, gasping loudly.
“No more”, he begs, “I can’t anymore.”
“Mhm love”, you purr, slowing down your movements until you come to a stop.
Yoongi grows heavy on your lap, flinching and twitching as he recovers. You are both so fucking sweaty, but still hold each other tighter. It’s all you need right now. To hug as you recover. No words need to be spoken – quite frankly neither of you could – and no touches need to be exchanged. Just a hug. One honest, loving hug which says everything the two of you can’t say right now.
You feel sobered up as well. Not a lot, because you are still really dizzy, but the needy fucking definitely helped your mind clear up a little. You still feel ruined though, but that’s only because Yoongi always does that to you. You finally find strength in your arm, running your hand up and down his lower back. Just a little, on the area of where his tailbone and his buttocks meet. His skin is covered in goosebumps instantly.
“Nobody gets me like you do”, Yoongi whispers, voice completely ruined.
“I feel the same, my love”, you breathe, nuzzling your nose into his neck.
“Did I actually do that?”
“You did”, you smile, caressing his hip, “you were amazing.”
“What’s wrong with me?”
“Hush, don’t start like this. You feel good right now, don’t you?”
“Yeah, so good.”
“Then don’t ruin it with stupid questions. You know that your brain’s mean. Don’t start believing it.”
“I know, sorry”, he whispers.
“It’s okay. You’re my most loved. You know that, don’t you?”
“I am?”
“You are, my love.”
“I love you too”, Yoongi breathes, hugging you tightly, “so fucking much.”
You giggle, squeezing him right back.
“Oh Yoongi Boongie, you are so sweet.”
He purrs, snuggling into you. He sighs, growing heavier on your lap.
“I’m done for”, he whispers.
“Yeah same. I have no idea how often I just orgasmed”, you say, making him chuckle.
“Same”, he says, wiggling his hips, “we’re so dirty.”
“Yeah I know”, you snicker, making him snicker as well.
“Did I hurt you?” he asks.
“Of course not”, you assure him, “why? Did you hurt yourself?”
“No. No, I was just asking because I lost control.”
“You did?” you gasp.
“Yeah”, he says and huffs out air, “felt so good, it’s not my fault”, he whispers in a little whine.
“So that’s how you lose control? Oh my fucking god Yoongi, you are so hot. What the hell?” you gasp, forcing him to lift his head just so you can smooch his lips.
He managed to lick them clean so you would have no idea that he bit himself, except for one little stain of blood on his chin. You wipe it away, furrowing your brows.
“Did you bite yourself?” you ask him.
“No?” he lowers his eyes, “shut up, you’re so mean. It’s your fault”, he whines with a pout.
“Wow okay, I see how it is”, you laugh, “fine, I’m taking all the blame, but I’m not regretting it. You were so hot”, you say, pecking his lips.
Yoongi grumbles, but smiles shyly, leaning into your touch with closed eyes. He looks utterly content with the situation.
“My pretty prince”, you whisper, grinning goofily, “I wanna eat you up.”
“Mhm”, he hums, wiggling his toes when you bite his cheek gently.
“So sweet”, you say, snickering, “also sweaty as fuck”, you say, smacking your lips.
“Ew, you’re so weird”, he whines, pushing at your chest gently, “why would you say that?”
“Why? It’s the truth”, you tease, laughing when he pulls a funny face because of it.
“I’m insecure, don’t say that”, he whispers, pouting cutely.
“Gosh, I’m sorry”, you caress his cheek, “I was only teasing, I don’t mind when you’re sweaty. You know that, don’t you?”
“Yeah”, he mumbles.
“Mhm good”, you peck his cheek, “still wanna take a shower together? I feel really sticky.”
“Give me two minutes. My legs are dead”, he says, sighing loudly, “seriously, they’re dead.”
“You’re so cute. Of course, take as much time as you need”, you say, “I think you just like sitting on my strap and you’re pretending that your legs are weak.”
Yoongi stays silent but huffs out air, making you snicker and pat his butt.
“Be quiet”, he mumbles, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.
“I am, I am”, you say, chuckling fondly.
#yoongi smut#yoongi fanfic#yoongi scenario#yoongi oneshot#yoongi x reader#yoongi x you#sub!yoongi#vampire!yoongi#bts smut#bts fanfic#bts scenario#bts oneshot#bts x you#bts x reader#sub!bts#vampire!bts#bangtan smut#bangtan oneshot#bangtan scenario#bangtan fanfic#bangtan x you#bangtan x reader#vampire!bangtan#sub!bangtan#fanfic: sanguis duology
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・❥・- after the storm
summary: you meet kate at a bar after you get stood up on a date ♡
warnings: none rlly. more fluffy than smutty. also rlly awkward kate cuz shes nervy :( use of y/n if that counts???
rpf. dont read if ur uncomfy
a/n: this has been in my fucking drafts for a week. also thank god i revised cuz this thing sucked before i proofread it 😭 same like every story every divider is a skip. also sorry for ending it like that i jus like leaving it up to everyone’s imagination 😇
you sit quietly at a table, a drink in your hand and at least 4 empty beer bottles in front of you. drunk and somewhat confused after some stupid guy stood you up on a date here. at least 3 hours have passed since he was meant to come, but you couldn’t suck it up and leave the club without the embarrassment of coming in alone, and walking out alone. it was fucking embarrassing and that always made you wanna hurl. everything did now.
everyone was meant to find someone or do something with someone tonight but you were certainly checked off of that list. things haven’t gone your way in forever and this is probably the worst one. now you’re just drowning yourself in alcohol and digging a deep hole you probably won’t be able to get out of. scanning around for a way to get your butt out of here, or just find a waiter, you’re suddenly stopped when you make eye contact with a girl. she’s got the prettiest blue eyes you’ve ever seen, and she’s coming your way.
“hey,” she spits out and smiles, taking a seat in front of you. it makes you a little nervous and frankly, you’re quite scared. “i’m kate…” her hand extends outwards towards you, expectantly waiting for a handshake and an introduction back. the fear you felt when she sat down just a moment suddenly dissipates and is replaced with a feeling of relief when your hand meets hers. “y/n.” you slur out, breath slightly reeking of alcohol. it doesn’t reel her away but makes her grow a little bit worried.
“thats um.. a lotttt of beers.” kate laughs, hoping to bring up the mood and energy that surrounds you. you’re obviously not happy, but she’s trying to make it seem like whatever happened isn’t as bad as you think it is. “y’know, being all drink and alone in a club like this isn’t very safe,” she starts and shakes her head slightly. “especially when it’s a pretty girl like you.” your eyebrows raise at her slip in of a compliment, face flushing and your lips pursing. she’s already incredibly bold, but there’s a glint in her eyes that shows how shes really feeling about this interaction.
you notice that she’s slightly nervous and that her movements and small jitters make it known that she is incredibly awkward. when you don’t answer back to her compliment, she smiles weirdly with her teeth and looks around the club, then at your face again. theres a pause as you let out a breath and just stare. “i’m sorry, what?” your voice is raspy still, and the music is straight over your voice which makes it harder for her to hear you. but the way your eyebrows raise and your eyes nearly pop out of your head makes her put the pieces together about what you felt about her ‘boldness.’
“it was nothing! i didn’t mean that…” she laughs and rubs the back of her neck and then digs her nails into her arm. kate’s teeth grind together and she inhales a deep breath, trying to play it cool when she knows deep down she’s dug herself into a big stupid hole she can’t get out of. “i’m just saying it isn’t safe, y’know!! not a good idea to be alone.” her voice goes up an octave and her body tenses up when you lock eyes with hers. yikes. “i can take you home to like.. help you sober up?”
her proposal makes your face scrunch at the thought of it. a stranger you met not even 10 minutes ago offering to take you to your home so you can sober up. really? “you’re not some serial killer, right?!!! i really don’t wanna end up in a ditch tonight cause that’d make everything worse!!” you blurt out just a little bit louder than you should’ve. kate gets the sudden urge to just smack her hand right over your mouth after you two get looks from people inside. “oh, god, no! what the hell?! i’m just trying to help you. so, please let me.” she begs and grabs your hand, locking her fingers with yours to calm down the drunken nerves in your system.
“okay..” you sigh, realizing just how desperate she is to talk to you. that is what it is. she just wants to talk to you, and shes trying her absolute hardest to make it seem like shes just going to help you out. kate pulls you up from the chair and wraps her arms around your waist, steadying your drunk and wobbly body. “i got you, alright?”
your body sinks into the couch after you somehow managed to guide her to your place. it took a little longer than it should’ve. the club was only 5 minutes away from your place but the whole trip took about 20 minutes. different streets and different roads and different alleyways.
“how’d you end up alone in there anyways?” kate asks, dabbing the back of her hand against your face to feel for a fever. your face is flush and you feel the rush of embarrassment coming back when her question finally registers in your head. it was the one thing you didn’t wanna talk about with her tonight. not because it was bad, it was just the fact that it was incredibly embarrassing. “got stood up.”
her eyebrows scrunch at the reasoning you give her while a pit grows in your stomach due to the look on her face. she looks like she wants to leave all of a sudden but its quickly replaced with a soft smile when she sees how you feel talking about it. “things happen for a reason, no?” kate says and smirks. she has a point though. maybe you got stood up on that date because you were bound to find her? that was dumb to think about. but it might’ve been true.
“yeah, i guess.”
“guys come and go. its not like it’ll happen again too. you’re very pretty.”
“you think so?”
“i know so.”
kate’s bold statements and words make you wonder if she really does mean them. and for some reason, you’re hoping that she does. her hands are shaky against your face and she shifts around the space on the couch to keep you comfortable instead of herself. she’s putting your needs in front of her own needs. you take in a heavy breath, looking up at kate while she stares at you longingly. “there’s obviously a reason why you wanted to help me.” you giggle.
her jaw slacks at your accusation, her face suddenly becoming a deep red. “no, c’mon! t- thats not true!” kate stammers over her own words and turns her head to the side to hide her face from you. you reach out to grab her wrist and tug her down towards you. her eyes look like they’re about to pop out of her skull and shes got a nervous frown on her face.
the confidence she manages to build up always crumbles in just a matter of seconds after you say something back. she likes that, and it makes her nervous in such a good way. “oh yeah?” you question and slide your hands up to her shoulders. your fingers wrap around her hoodie neckline, gripping tightly. “yes!” you know that she’s lying. theres an obvious reason why she offered in the first and you know exactly what it is.
“then show me why you really wanted to help.”
#wcbb x you#kate martin x reader#wcbb x reader#wbb x reader#wbb x you#kate martin#this sucks too sorry#i cant
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PLEASEEEE IM BEGGING DO NSFW HEADCANONS FOR CORAZON🙏🏻🙏🏻 Something about big tall men turning into putty over the slightest touch makes me SCREAMMM😮💨😮💨😮💨
(I love ur work btw!!🫶🫶)
Rosinante (Corazon) Dolflamingo NSFW Alphabet
Black Fem Reader in Mind
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Right after sex he immediately holds you, the main part of his aftercare is reassuring you if you’re okay and how well you are. One of the last things he ever wants to do is not make you feel validated and comfort around him. So he’ll light up a cigarette and place you on his chest, his long fingers running up and down your nude back to cup your butt as you’re buried in his neck and he is whispering in your ear.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His hands, not really a reason why but he takes good care of them and they’re so surprisingly soft.
He loves your thighs. So jiggly when he plays with them and whether you have a thigh gap or not he loves to use them as a heater for his naturally cold hands
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He practices safe sex so in a condom is where he finishes, sometimes thought when he just wants to feel you he pulls out and sprays all over your tummy, it’s usually a lot so close your eyes because he may land on your face.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He wants you to take charge in the bedroom. He has seen you upset and he’s so embarrassed to admit you turn him on when you’re eyes are fiery red in anger, cussing up a storm and yelling. He wouldn’t ever try to be a brat and make you shut him up, in fear you may not understand, but he just wishes one day you climb on top and demand what you want from him. Bet he would have the prettiest whimpers<3
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
He had his fair share in the marines and before meeting you. They were all one night stands and maybe 2 serious relationships, but he did learn a lot from you on how to pleasure both you and himself so he’s pretty good and what he does. Clumsy still, but good.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He really, really, really, really, really, likes positions where he is fucking up into you. Like A LOT. He doesn’t know what it is but you’re so easy to hold up against a cold (shower) wall and just have your legs wrapped around his scared waist and fuck as much as he can.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He’s a natural goofball so there are some moments where the sex is just so unserious. He tries but sometimes little things would occur like him hitting his head on the headboard or cumming way too soon and he panics. It’s always fun and sweet though
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He grows a little kore than average, its a pretty dark brown happy trail as well. It’s very attractive if you don’t care about hair, but if you want him shaved just let him know, he may let you shave it for him.
I = Intimacy (how are they duruing the moment? the romantic aspect)
He tries. He does, he really wants you to feel special, but he would fail horribly sometimes by either putting himself on fire trying to light candles or almost dropping you while carrying you to the bed. If you’re a good sport about it you can cheer him up and let him start over<3
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He stilk does it the same amount he did before he met you. Which isn’t a lot, if he really needs it though and you’re too busy for him he’ll go to his room for a moment and take care of himself
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Big boy is actually very vanilla. He is a simple man so he isn’t really into much, he does however have a praise kink, moreso giving than receiving, he loves letting you know how well you’re taking him in.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Ironically the shower/bath. He only takes them with you and 9/10 it turns into steamy sex. You do however only fuck him in he is sitting down because the pure thought of him slipping and falling while you both are naked makes you terrfied
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
How you look at him. He’s such a flustered baby all you need to do is give him eye contact and maybe a few lingers if the hand on him and he’ll be wanting to take you somewhere private.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He will say no to a lot, hurting you, choking you too hard, slapping your face, or degrading you. You’re his Queen and he’d much rather die (no pun intended) than to harm you.
Pegging.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
LOVE LOVE LOVES to give. Your thighs are his favorite earmuffs and your pussy is his favorite meal. He’s so sloppy with it and a few times he has held his cigarette to his hand while eating you out….looked kinda hot.
If you go down on him he’s so cute and whiney. He can’t help but to buck into your mouth going “w-wait wait! Baby…” when he’s already came but you still suck and lick through his orgasm
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He takes the pace be default slow and long strokes, but he never likes to bottom out. he’s LONG and BIG so he tries his hardest to not hurt you. Just give the baby a little reassurance and he’ll be able to move in the pace you desire.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Not a fan. Much rather take his time, the most of quickies he’d do is go down on you or let you sit in his face before he leaves. Sex with you is always something he values to make sure it’s memorable each time.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
No. And whats funny is even when he uses his power yall have still almost have gotten caught by Law which is VERY EMBARRASSING on his end so he will always prepare the bedroom or bathroom with the door LOCKED
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
As long as you like sweetheart he won’t stop until you had your fill.<3
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
…it’s embarrassing how many toys he has. For you. He even has a cock ring that he wants to use on you.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He isn’t too innocent to NOT tease you, whispering in your ear how good you look and how badly he wants to fuck you as you sit on his lap and taking a sip of his coffee as if he didn’t say anything is his specialty
He however loves to be teased by you! Your boldness will always get him riled up. He may even act bratty so you can put him in his place.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Well like i said he uses his power alot when you both have sex so you both are loud sluts, but Cora…
Top 5 prettiest moans. It’s so …pretty. You can actually cum from the sound alone if you have a voice kink he’s such too good.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He can speak Spanish and his accent change is really attractive. He moreso speaks it when he is upset.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He’s what 8-9 feet?…..man…he like 9-10 inches MINIMUM. Very long, uncut, light fleshy pink, one long blue vein on the top and yes it blushes. Hence why he likes to go slow, he knows what he’s packing.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
He’s pretty average. He won’t never say no to some time of making love with you though. On average you both have sex 4-5 times a week including quickies
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Doesnt go to sleep until you’re well, clean, and in his arms as he smokes one last cigarette, you faintly heard it but he has sung to you while kissing your forehead as you rested on his bare scared chest, telling you how much he loves you and how grateful he is to have you.
#one piece#one piece headcanons#black reader#one piece x female reader#donquixote corazon#donquixote rosinate x reader#donquixote brothers#Rosinante#one piece smut
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This isn't 2023 or whatever you just said
Deadpool x 2009 Gender neutral reader
Early 2000s au with my favorite man with a very big uh
Personality.... yeah personality lolz
Anyways my thought process is like, what if dp goes back in time on accident and needs to find out what year it is. Like 2009 or something. But he meets the prettiest little human, aka you dollies!
P.s: Your apartment is like all rooms in one, kinda like dps in the movie, except your bathroom is private, LMAO.
P.p.s: the reader is very no descriptive. Besides the fact they wear glasses!
A swirling noise fills the dark void of your open space apartment. You sit up in bed and slide your sleeping mask up on your forehead. A purple and orange hole in the abyss that is your living room. You blink the eye crusties and boogers away as you stare at it, blinking like a frog as you get used to the strange light. A red and black clad body shoots through the portal, landing on your comforter.
"WHAT THE FUCK" You shout, crawling up to your headboard. You hurry and flick on your bedside lamp to get a good look at the dead body? You don't know if the person is dead or not, but God, you didn't wanna find out. It suddenly sits up with a gasp, its head snapping towards you. It points at you.
"YOU! WHERE AM I?" The voice is masculine, so you're assuming it's a guy. I mean, you're hoping what you're assuming is right. It may be 2009, but you'd hate to misgender this stranger in your bed.
"Uh, you're in my apartment. May I ask where the fuck you came from?" You ask, leaning over and grabbing your glasses of your nightstand, slipping them on your face.
"Right, your apartment. I came from a mansion, not mine. Like a friends mansion" He explains, looking around at all your "ancient" looking belongings. "Say is it 2023?"
"Huh? 2023? No, it's 2009. Are you okay? Did you hit your head on my bed post? Like, I understand you like spawned in my apartment, but I dont think time travel is possible. doctor who" you joke, nudging your foot at him. His head whips to you.
"2009?" He asks. You nod and pull out your iPhone 3G, turning it on and showing him the date.
"Yeah. It's also 3 am. So, if you're staying, my couch pulls out into a bed. I do have to warn you, I have work at like 9 am" You tell him, getting up incase you have to pull the couch bed out. He looks over at your couch and then back at you.
"Or we could share this cozy ass bed you got yourself here." He flirts, leaning back on your bed and trying to seem seductive. You blush.
"I'll pull out the couch" you mutter, speed walking over to the couch. You bend over to grip the metal bars under the couch cushions.
"You're supposed to remove the cushions' first sugar butt" He says, standing up and walking over to you. Your face feels hot at the petname. "Its like a sleepover! All we need is movies and snacks"
"I have work, remember?" You state, picking up and throwing the couch cushions. The bed sliding out and setting itself down on the hardwood floor. He looks over at you.
"Yeah, at 9am. When did you go to bed?" He asks. You look over at him.
"Like 8pm. I was exhausted today"
"So you've had 7 hours of sleep. If we watch one movie, you'll get like 5 more hours. You'll be fine" He says, plopping his leather clad fat ass (I just had to specify that btw) on the couch bed. You think it over. You sigh.
"Fine, but we're watching catwoman. Halle Berry is gorgeous in that movie" You say, walking over to your DVD rack. You crouch down to read all the titles of movies you have. You find the movie you want and peek over your TV stand to your DVD player. You put the movie in. "Have you ever seen this movie?" You ask, walking back over to thr couch bed. Deadpool wades (HA GET IT?) over his response. The truth is he hasn't seen it in fucking forever.
"I have, but it's been a while," He answers.
"Oh yeah how long? I watched it the other day"
"About 15 years. Give or take"
"It came out 5 years ago..."
"Right right its 2009"
"Wait so you're actually from the future? Holy shit. What's life like?" You jump up and grab his shoulders.
"Technology is definitely better then what you have in this place. I'll tell ya that for free. God your phone is God awful" He jokes, smashing his hand on your face.
"Hey, that's the latest phone! I'm cool!" You shout, grabbing his wrist, trying to pull his hand off your face. He laughs. "I know we just met. But would you be able to show me what 2023 looks like?" You ask, looking into the whites of his mask.
"Uh, i don't know if it transports more then one person. But I could try." He mutters, watching the way your eyes light up.
The night ended with you falling asleep on him halfway through the movie.
LOVE YA!
#x male reader#x gn reader#x gender neutral reader#deadpool imagine#deadpool x reader#deadpool headcanon#deadpool#deadpool x male reader#deadpool x you#Spotify
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The Cambion (Demon!Izuku) (2/3)
This is an alternative universe where demons can be familiar to witches or wizards to assist and, most of all, as protectors. Witches and wizards can create pacts with demons.
Word Count: 1.3+ (2/3)
A/N: Tumblr has a limit on how much you can put in singular post how much you can post. I was forced to put it into three different posts. If you wish to see a singular post about it, here is the link to Ao3.
Part 1
Demon! Izuku Midoriya:
The two of you talked a bit more. You see that he wasn’t that convinced. You took him to a witch whose expertise is in demons and a doctor for demons. The witch confirmed your theory that Izuku’s power is just latent. It will take a while for them to show up. He just needs to get muscle into his body if he ever wants those powers to show up or even use them.
“I am going to be blunt. Your body or mind is nowhere in a state to hold any power; you die, regardless of being immortal.”
“There was a case a long time ago of a demon whose powers were latent like yours. He did everything in the book to provoke them and got involved with the dark sorcerer. He got what he wanted but died because his body at the time wasn’t suited to handle it.” The older demon, who's familiar with the witch demon doctor, butts in.
The doctor took a single glance up and down at him, making him even more self-conscious than he already was.
It was a lot of information to process. When you took him back to your dorm, you had an upgraded dorm since you reached the level you needed to summon Demon Familiar. You also have a benefactor who is already funding your education. Someone who believed in you despite not going to the Academy of Witches. You were behind compared to the rest of the student body. You aren’t the only one behind and playing catch-up, either.
Izuku asks his final question to determine his decision to make a pact to become familiar to you until death. He was afraid of the answer, but he needed to know. He isn’t the prettiest demon or the strongest. He is just an outcast demon that has horns and wings but doesn’t match the definition of a demon.
"Do you believe I have the potential to become a powerful demon?”
“Yes."
Your prompt response surprised him. You didn’t hesitate in your response. He felt emotional and had someone who believed in him.
That night, he made a pact with you.
You didn’t hesitate to answer him because you felt his raw power clashing with and completely overwhelming your power. You had to have more energy to balance this and make it stable enough. There were cracks in the ground underneath the summoning circle because of how much he was overwhelming your abilities.
Unknown to the Izuku, you and the demon witch doctor already knew why his abilities were latent. The clear sign of the demon’s esteem is through their horn conditions. The other factor is being a Cambion. It has been reported throughout history. These beings have a much harder time having good control over their abilities. At the news of finding out, it took him much longer to learn to fly until he was eleven years old.
It’s secret and kept out of the demon's knowledge because the demon will just focus on physical perception instead of working on both the mind and body. They will get frustrated seeing how their horns aren’t improving, but rather the horns are in a worse state than previously.
It took a while for Izuku to adjust to this new environment, but once he got adjusted, he was still thinking of an alias to use since names are powerful things around here.
You would bring him books on topics that he wanted to know, such as demons who were latent just like him. It took a long time to get your hands on them, but you gave them to him. He was doing a bunch of research, learning more about his kind.
He found a lot of things he didn't know about, and he is rare, but it gave him a new perspective. He shouldn’t think like the demons he grew up around, but be patient with himself. It will take longer for him, and it’s avoidable. There are a lot of baby steps to take.
He was thankful that you asked around to get your hands on an electronic version of the journal of Cambion, as familiar as the legendary witch from centuries ago.
He was very grateful for how patient you were with him and for getting all of the information he wanted to know if you didn’t know the answer. He wasn’t able to enter the library because he was a newbie and needed to wait a year until he could have access to it.
He rambled your ear off and immediately shut down, realizing he was talking too much. It took a while for him to be comfortable and stop apologizing for his rants.
You took him to get his haircut because the mantled hair was too much; even the hair stylist couldn’t help him. There were a lot of dead ends. His hair reached down to the lower part of his back. The hairstylist explained to him the importance of getting his hair trimmed once in a while and why.
He has much shorter hair, and it took a while to adjust. His head felt so much lighter now.
You taught him basic personal hygiene. Demons and human personal hygiene are different, but there are slight similarities.
You know he has shown interest in hitting the gym and running around, but you also noticed how hesitant he was to go to the gym or run around campus like the rest of the demons around. You believe it was because he was self-conscious about his appearance. That’s when you introduced him to your friend’s demon known as Red Riot; it was his alias since personal names are the most powerful but also the most dangerous to give out carelessly.
You already talked to the demon before introducing him to Izuku. Red Riot brought him along to the gym when there were barely any people there, and he ran around when there weren’t any demons around.
Red Riot helped him a lot and gave him a lot of knowledge on working out perspectives. He was thankful; he wasn’t judging but rather encouraging him.
You also told him about a therapist and let him have the option to refuse the idea of it. He accepted it and started going to a demon therapist who was very nice to him.
Within a couple of months, Izuku has been feeling better about his physical appearance. He started going out alone and wasn’t afraid to do it either since he already knew his way around campus. He was slowly, but surely, building muscle mass in his body. He was starting to get attention from other witches and demons.
He became even more popular when he was flying around to have a faster flight time. He only has a singular wing. His schedule wasn’t the same but random because you asked him to have random times to hear and see how people were earning interest in him.
You wanted to avoid a confrontation happening when he was working on himself.
Due to earning muscle in his body and slowly becoming muscular. Some of his clothes are too tight. He stopped using those and didn’t want to bother you. He didn’t want to ask for new clothes until he ripped a pair of sweatpants when he bent down to grab a book from the bookshelf in the living room from the ground. The rip echoed through the living room, where you were studying at the table to look at him.
Without asking, you immediately took him to get new clothes and told him to put them in a bag to donate if he had any clothes that no longer fit him.
You even gave him an allowance to use if he wanted any food or clothes. Seeing how he would rather stay with clothes that fit him tight than ask to get new ones,
Continuation: The Final Part of the post (3/3)
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eunseok nsfw alphabet
minors dni!
a=aftercare: he runs a bath for you, he knows he takes a lot out of you when you have sex so he makes sure to pamper you afterwards
b=body part: his favorite body part on himself are his hands. he loves his hands, more the hand prints that he leaves on your ass from how hard he slaps it. his favorite body part on you is your ass, he looovveess doggy so much because he can see the way your butt jiggles when his hips slap against it. loves leaving hand prints on your butt esp when he knows you'll be in a bikini the next day so the prints will be on display
c=cum: cums on ur ass and back and thighs, he isnt really a big fan of cumming inside of you honestly but he loves painting your skin with his cum
d=dirty secret: he LOVES when you pull his hair when hes eating you out, and just in general, he would never admit it bcs he knows you would make fun of him for sounding like a bottom
e=experience: hes pretty experienced, i wouldnt say his body count is through the roof but its not zero, he knows what he likes, and he also knows what you like and thats all the matters to him
f=favorite position: like i said before he loves doggy, or anything to do with ur ass being in the air, loves the way your ass jiggles
g=goofy: i wouldnt say hes "goofy" but i wouldnt say hes like serious either. but ig hes "serious" in this situation, hes not like cracking jokes or anything, ig you're the funny one bcs hes fucking you silly
h=hair: hes not like completely shaved down, but hes def trimmed, keeps the hair short bcs if ur sucking his dick he doesnt want his bush to get in your mouth he thinks its gross
i=intimacy: he is not super intimate, he will have intimate sex with you if its like your anniversary or something but its mostly rough
j=jack off: he doesnt masterbate like, ever, why should he if he has someone whos willing to do it for him whenever 😁
k=kink: impact play, loves slapping you around, slapping your ass, your face, your tits, and you love it as much as he does
l=location: hes not really a big fan of doing it anywhere besides the bedroom, but like if yall are watching a movie on the couch yall will do it there
m=motivation: he loves when you wear short skirts, or shorts, or anything that shows off your ass. he always tells you its only for him though, if you wear stuff like that around the guys he'll kill the guys for looking at you and then you for wearing it around them
n=no: doing anything with the other members, hes made it very clear that he would never include them in yalls sex life (not that you need it) he just thinks it should be between the two of you and no one else has to be involved
o=oral: goes both ways, he loves when you suck him off but he also loves eating you out, like he cannot choose which one he likes more
p=pace: fast and rough‼️ you can probably only count on one hand how many times you've had slow sex with eunseok
q=quickie: LOVEESSS quickies, since his schedule is so packed he can barely fit you in so when he can he makes the very most of it
r=risks: takes risks sometimes, not without asking you first ofc, he always says hes down to try anything once
s=stamina: he has so much stamina lord its crazy, he gets so hard so fast after cumming its crazy. he can probably go for 7 rounds without stopping 😭
t=toys: he doesnt really use toys, he doesnt think him or you will benefit from it
u=unfair: oh hes such a tease, he can do it forever without getting tired of it
v=volume: he doesnt really make sounds, he does talk dirty tho, calls you names like slut, whore etc,
w=wild card: when he first met you he thought you were the prettiest person ever, like genuinely he had never seen anyone like you before. he saw your pretty makeup, your eyelashes batting, and he knew he just wanted to ruin you, wanted to make your pretty makeup smear, have your long eyelashes wet with tears. and thats what he did, he had you screaming his name under him and that was just the first round.
x=xray: hes about 8" and hes pretty girthy, bro is not messing around with his cock 🥲
y=yearning: he doesnt think abt the act of having sex, he thinks about you in general more, just about how pretty you are, and then that gets him going
z=zzz: he doesnt fall asleep that quickly, he usually lets you fall asleep before him
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#riize#riize x reader smut#eunseok#eunseok smut#eunseok x reader#kpop x reader smut#kpop x reader#kpop smut#kpop#svnnysidez createsఌ
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Hello!! I come with more requests and ideas. Dan Heng, Sampo, and Welt with a reader who is very ultra fem and barbiecore but kicks butt.. if that makes sense.
-Doll anon
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A/N: I absolutely love the idea, thank you so much for it, Doll Anon!<33
Content: Fluff, established relationship, badass reader, small mentions of fights/violence, sfw
Reader has no set pronouns!
((Not fully proofread!))
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》Dan Heng
He doesn't mind the way you dress and never really comments on it. No one else is allowed to either, especially if it's in a negative way. As long as your happy, he's happy.
But your very feminine and pink appearance made him subconsciously believe, that you weren't capable of handling yourself on the battlefield. He supposed, that it was his ignorance, that made him believe that.
Especially when he saw you destroy a whole new mob of enemies completely on your own and with ease. He just stood there watching you in silence, as you skipped up to him and whined about a broken nail to him.
He's honestly absolutely baffled by your existence at times, but he can admit, that he finds that side of you secretly very intriguing and maybe even attractive.
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》Sampo Koski
He loves the way you dress and absolutely spoils you with the cutest clothes imaginable, just to see you wear cute outfits everyday. Loves to show you off with a proud grin, knowing how pretty you are for him. But if anyone dares comment on your appearance negatively, he'll make sure they lose the ability to ever do so again.
Sampo also assumed, that you couldn't hurt a fly. You're always so careful about your appearance and your nails, surely you couldn't fight anything... right?
Well, he was very pleasantly surprised, when he was proven wrong one day. You destroyed a huge robot with ease, leaving him just standing there foolishly. Since when were you able to do that?
Sampo definitely finds it cute though and tells you as such, as he holds you closer with even more pride than usual.
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》Welt Yang
Doesn't mind the way you dress all too much, although he does get a little irked by people staring at you for longer than you should. Definitely spoils you with the prettiest clothes ever though.
Anyone that dares criticise or comment on your clothing choice will be shut down in Welt's usual blunt and elegant ways. He doesn't let any negativity slide, when it comes to you.
Welt honestly never just assumed that you couldn't handle yourself, despite your cute and bright appearance. He just didn't know the extent of your powers. And once he did... well, he certainly didn't expect that.
He's glad, that you can at least protect yourself when he's not around and that puts him at ease. He also makes sure he knows how proud he is to have you too, ofcourse. Though, he'll still always protect you anyways, even when you don't need it. He just loves you so much.
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A/N: I hope this was okay! Thank you again for the great requests, Doll Anon!<3
#honkai star rail fanfic#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail#honkai star rail x you#hsr x reader#hsr fanfic#hsr welt#hsr welt x reader#hsr sampo#hsr sampo x reader#hsr dan heng#hsr dan heng x reader
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⊹˚. ♡ hi hi! i’m Dove and i was wondering if i could have a romantic matchup for BNHA please? (i’m 17 and an ISFP if that helps!)
i’m not entirely sure what my gender or sexuality is :,> (all i know is that i have a preference for men and i prefer to be referred to as masc titles)
i really like sleeping when i can, drawing and writing are things i also like to do! i also like ranting about random things-
i tend to stay by myself though i do like hanging out with my friends whenever i can! i’m very sensitive emotionally and i tend to be able to empathize with people easily, though it tends to take a toll on me. having anger issues doesn’t help either- though i rarely take my emotions out on people.
i’m very physically affectionate and i tend to show my love through actions rather than words. i tend to get overstimulated/overwhelmed whenever there’s too much noise or people around me. i’m also super loyal to my friends and tend to be a bit protective over them (and just the people i love in general)
i tend to stay up VERY late at night because it’s pretty calming and it’s when i have the most energy. i tend to stay at home a lot but i do like going on walks or randomly exploring my area. i’d also like to be a librarian or work at a bookstore!
i love moths and cats to death and could talk for hours about them tbh- though i love listening to people i like talk about the things they like too!
thank you lots for your time! i hope you enjoy your day!
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Sero :
Sero honestly wasn't that close to you at first. Even though you're both in similar friend groups, he just never got to hang out with you that much. Not by choice, though, because you always seemed so lovely when he did interact with you. But recently, he's been seeing you a lot in the common area in the dorms at night, just chilling. He joins (with your permission) and keeps you company until both your eyes are closing. Sero's a pretty chill and calming person anyway, so you don't mind and appreciate the company. There's just something about sitting underneath a starlit sky that brings out a certain vulnerability and openness to you both. He seems to understand you in a way that no one else can, and there's no one else Sero has been more comfortable opening up to than you. The moonlight also seems to highlight your beauty and makes you look ethereal, so it was truly only a matter of time before he fell for you.
Kirishima :
Kirishima is one of your bestest friends, but there's just something so naturally charming and sweet about him. He's the best person to go on random walks with, and he's always pointing out birds and squirrels in the trees. It's actually really endearing and cute. He's not much of a book person but he's always down to go to bookshops with you and points out books he thinks have the prettiest cover. I can see you both having a crush on each other, and literally everyone else notices and picks up on it, too. But for some reason, you both remain in denial. For Kirishima, he doesn't realise he has a crush on you. It's mainly because he thinks his feelings are normal because everyone loves their friends! He's also absolutely certain there's no way you see him as more than a friend. Even though for some reason his heart beats faster when you hug him, and he fantasises about being in a relationship with you when you're holding hands... Yeahh he definitely doesn't have a crush on you.
a/n :: im so so sorry for answering your ask late !! exams have been a pain in the butt fr, and i haven't really been able to concentrate properly, but i hope ive done you justice and thank you so so much for sending a request in. i hope you like it and let me know what you think !! you're so sweet, thank you so much, and i hope you're having a wonderful day and are taking care of yourself too !!
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Adventures of Chika Hanabusa: The Restoration of Earth
Disclaimer: This book follows the events of Percy Jackson and Heros of Olympus fanfic, this fanfic will not include Trails of Apollo, The Kane Chronicles, and Magnus Chase.
Chapter 15: Hyun’s Origins
Hyun PoV
I sent Reyna and Chika back to Camp Jupiter safely. I walk towards the woods, hoping to get out of this place. So many memories kept flooding back to me, and all I could think about was the first time I met Ben.
Flashback(Kindergarten)
Daddy sent me to school and packed my favorite fruit strawberry. I sat next to a boy, who is my age. He has mischievous green eyes and brown silky hair and is wearing a SpongeBob shirt. He kept poking me on the shoulder and I got very angry.
“WHAAT?” I shouted in annoyance, The whole class looked at me and the teacher, an elderly woman, looked at me in disapproval.
“Ms. Mun, what is the issue?” The teacher asks in an irritated tone while the students look at me. Oh great, this boy embarrassed me.
“The boy next to me won't stop me and it's very annoying," I said with my eyes showing tears.
“Ben, why did you poke.” The teacher looked at the annoying, mischievous boy. The boy smiled brightly and just showed a picture of stick figures.
"I want the prettiest girl in the world to see my cool drawing." The teacher suddenly opened her eyelids and cast a warm smile, I swear this teacher is unpredictable at times. The rest of the class looked on in approval and some even snickered.
"Look, Ben, you should show the drawing at recess, and you should be mindful of other's feelings Ben. Next time, just tell me how you feel next time. Now let's resume class." I blushed when he called me the prettiest girl in class.
Flashback End
Dear god, what a cute memory. I remember after the whole poking situation, he apologize and he offered me Cheez-Its and Oreos and he promise to not do that again. His mom is such a sweet woman that she offers free snacks whenever I come by after she picked Ben up from school and Ben and I tell her about the situation of Ben poking me. After my father died, she offered up her home and she looked after me. I was very grief-stricken, and I was just so heartbroken, that I thought about suicides at times. If it weren't for Ben and his mom, I would probably be at a mental hospital about now. I remember Ben made me watch him play Call of Duty and his drawing pictures of him, calling me the prettiest girl in the world. He also brushes my hair at times and ties my hair with a bow. He even learned how to cook and bake just to help his mom and feed me a lot. You would not believe that his godly mother is freaking Eris or should I say Discordia. How in the world did Ben's mom fall for that, at least that crazy bitch gives me Ben. Everything was so simple back then, but everything changed when a werewolf attacked us when we had just become freshmen in high school.
Flashback (Werewolf Attack)
Ben and I decided to walk in the woods at night and Ben just decided to dance for fun. I joined in for fun. Ben was just wearing black jeans and a band t shirt that says Three Days Grace, while I was wearing a black short, pleated skirt that reaches mid-thigh and the purple Camp Jupiter shirt. Ben was looking at my legs and tried to look away when I caught him. Aww, he's trying not to come off as a pervert, I don't mind if he wants to stare at my legs and wants to peek under my skirt. Hey, I'm a pervert too and I love his butt that needs to be spanked by my hand.
“Must you wear short skirts; you are going to kill half the camp," Ben says with a red face. I love teasing Ben; he is cute when he blushes a lot.
"I'm pretty sure a lot of campers saw my legs and they are still alive and well. You know Ben, I can let you peek under my skirt. Teehee" I chuckle, while Ben yells "GAAAA, you are the worst."
"I Know," I said in a teasing manner.
"But I love you, anyway, come here you" Ben dragged me close to the chest and I blushed. Does Ben see me as a sister or as a girlfriend, hopefully, we can figure it out eventually. I heard a branch crack and suddenly a werewolf appeared out of nowhen like it just appeared as the moon shining on the grass. It was so fast and we didn't bring our weapons with us, It tackled Ben to the ground and I was busy chatting up a fire spell in Latin. Ben somehow manages to stab the werewolf's eye out and drag it across its face. The wolf cried in horror and it became golden dust.
"Good thing I bring my pocket knife everywhere. Hey, everything Hyun" as he laughs in a carefree tone. I was so shocked, we were literally at New Rome's borders, how did a monster find this place? Suddenly a Japanese guy with an eyepatch shows up and he points his blade at Ben's neck.
"It seems to be that you are bitten, my name is Ethan Nakamura and I have been sent here to recruit for Luke Castellan's mission." The Japanese eyepatch guy says with a stoic expression. This guy seems to be a real deal. I look at Ben's neck and it shows a huge bite mark.
"Now then if you work for us, we can help find a cure for your friend. After all, we are fellow children of minor deities. Olympus doesn't care for us and our godly parents, we are expendable. The Titan Army will care for your friend's condition, while you give us intel and kill for us when necessary, now what do you say?" As Ethan holds up his hand I take it.
"No Hyun don't, this guy will just use us for his goal. He works for the Titan army remember, his team has been trying to destroy the world and our home." Ben shouts while Ethan gives him a disdainful look.
"That's the Olympian propaganda speaking to you. For god's sake, you will become a monster and I offering your friend here a chance to cure you. You are a son of Discordia; do you think the gods or even this camp will give a shit about you. Now you hope your friend is smarter than you." Ethan says while I think to myself about Ethan's words. He's right about the gods not caring for us, and it sucks that Ben and I have to keep proving ourselves that we have New Rome's interest at heart a lot more often than children of the Olympian gods. If this eyepatch has a cure for the werewolf bite, then I should take his offer. Ben doesn't deserve to be a monster for the rest of his life. If I just killed the monster sooner, Ben would have not been bitten.
"Fine I agree to those terms, I will be your spy." Ethans looked on in approval and did a small smile while Ben cast a defeated but understanding look.
"Then it is done, welcome to the team Hyun Mun" he shook my hand and left in a puff of smoke. He might as well be a son of Batman with the whole edgy eyepatch and leaving in a smoke.
Flashback End
Once I made the deal with Ethan, I gathered intel for the Titan army and even killed some high-ranking officers for them. I remember their faces; one had a huge nose and a buff body, and the other was a pretty girl. I give them a painless death with this sleep-death spell I created, which means that the spell puts them to sleep, and they die while they are having a pleasant dream. I'm not barbaric, I didn't hate them. I wish someday I could tell them the reason why they lost their lives is because I'm saving my soulmate. I got off very easy for my crimes against New Rome, Reyna has been merciful. All I want to do now is find Ben, give him this cure, and then hopefully I can atone for my actions. Ben didn't agree with me being a spy, but he acted dumb and pretended he had no idea about me being a spy whenever someone was suspicious of my actions did try to make sure that I didn't give Ethan everything and didn't kill a lot of people.
As I walk around the woods a bit, suddenly a portal appears before me, and the half-brother that I escaped from, Alabaster, appears before next to him is a guy in his early 20s with curly blonde hair, a green beach coat, green fedora, a short blade, and a Nirvana t-shirt. This guy has such a horrible fashion sense, the dude must have shopped at some beach gift store.
“It seems your friends have figured you out half-sister. Look, we will find your boyfriend and will offer up a chance to make things right. Let’s face it, Camp Jupiter will not take you back.” Alabaster says in a condescending matter while the beach guy looks on in sympathy.
"And why should I trust you Alabaster, you serve me in a silver platter to our sister Circle. Thanks, but no thanks.” I angrily say, Man, I am tired of Alabaster shit. He can go fuck off with his Nirvana friend. I can feel my heartbeat goes faster and my body tense up, I am preparing to kick this douche ass.
“Sorry about Alabaster, my name is Ryan Altha and I’m the son of Rhea. We are just here to help you. I have settlement for demi titans and other minor god kids. My mother and her sisters are the leaders of this establishment, our mission is to take care of as many people as possible. Look don't mind Alabaster attitude, but he was a spy for me. He had to pretend that he's with Circle because Circle has been a thorn in our butt for a while." Ryan holds out his hand and he emits a calming aura, and my body is not tensed with rage anymore. Who would have thought the children of Titans existed, I didn’t know that Zeus’s mom had been with a mortal, and I didn't even know that Rhea was helping her kid with this establishment that Ryan had been talking about. This guy, despite his attire, is not one to joke with. I guess I have no choice but to put up with Alabaster bitchass one more time, hopefully, they got some good food at least. I hold up Ryan's hand and I three of us walk to the portal. I guess I’m the luckiest girl alive since I don’t have to sleep in the woods and I can’t wait to meet the Mother of the Gods and her sisters. I hope Rhea is not crazy like her children.
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Just saw russeliarat’s art, please let me take it and eat it to grow more powerful. But seriously I so want to draw her in your design now!
Cloud is just slowly accumulating artists for the cause, the cause of kicking writer block’s butt.
If I remember correctly Hyrule had two Zelda’s??? Like for whatever reason in the game it said that Link in Link’s adventure was the same as the one in the first Zelda game, and for whatever reason the lore of the two games separates the two Zelda’s as a different Zelda from one another? Idk it’s weird and confusing and stupid.
Anyway head canons! Cause I’m sad right now-
-Player has accidentally called Warriors pretty at least eight times now, every time Gilda had to console them for hours from pure embarrassment.
-Warriors started a ‘whose the prettiest Link?’ contest that literally no one asked for and asked Player who they thought was prettiest. Player gives a mischievous expression and says Sky before going on a tangent about his baby face and lips. Sky is just in the back completely red in the face.
-Player has accidentally brought up an embarrassing moment from someone’s journey for like each Link at least once now. The first time it happens Legend accuses them of something so they retort bringing up something stupid he did in one of his games and he shuts up.
-Wild, Rulie and Player are the ultimate lost trio, they get lost all the time. Whenever Wind gets his memories and joins the ‘oh boy, memories’ squad they evolve into the ultimate chaos quartet, every night is pranks galore, it gets even better when Four joins with his four something minds.
-Player showed Wild and Wind how to take that one cursed picture where the camera is above you and your face is tilted down. Everyone is disturbed.
-Player gives an hour long power point presentation on where everyone is on the timeline and how it fits because unlike the boys they actually probably know. They had a hell of a hard time explaining Warriors and Wild’s situation.
Warriors: “What do you mean I don’t exist?!”
Player: “Well, it’s not like that-“
Wild: “So wait, ranch-hand is most likely the hero from 10,000 years ago?”
Player: “No, that’s a different hero who isn’t here, Twilight is further back than that.”
Twilight: “Hylia almighty champion, just far ahead are you?!”
-They pull out Pokémon Go and show one of the boys how “Look! There’s a Mr. Mime right there, in front of us!” The Link in question gets freaked out thinking there is a creepy invisible enemy and starts attacking/blowing up the spot the screen says it’s at. Meanwhile Player is standing there with the one punch man “okay” expression.
You're right, BB, the art is fueling me and I grow stronger every day. So, if you've got art hand it over, please, so that I may feel the ungrateful deity known as writer's block.
But seriously, the art I've been given is amazing and makes me so happy thank you guys for giving it to me I love it!
Also, Hyrule does have 2 Zelda's! The one from the first game is the current Zelda, Aurora and the other is the Zelda which was in the coma, Dawn, within the second game. I keep getting mixed up which has which name but I think it's like that?? Idk, I am a fish washed upon the heated pavement.
Finally- I FUCKING LOVE EACH OTHER THESE HEADCANONS SM??? LIKE THEY FIT PLAYER SO WELL-
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Helgi! Do you or any of your family members have standards for your captives? Do any of you guys specifically go after "rare" beings? So you guys have "collections" with themes? Or all they all like you, just grabbing whoever seems easiest so you won't have to do any actual work?
Helgi takes a moment to think, seeming to take no offense that the last question. "Sterling specifically looks for tall people, they like to be able hide behind them. They also like religious people but that's not a requirement for their captives. I believe their current one actually has never said a prayer in his life until he became their's."
"Kaisa has quite the collection of captives, she's trying to figure out what beings make the best ones for her. I had my bets on werewolves, but it turns out they're too competitive for her. Her current favorite is this one centaur she found. I'm sure there's some sort of humor in them being half horse and her being a unicorn with a horse esc form. Admittedly I think she's trying to go the same route our father did."
"My father's preferences are.... Big. Height, muscle, it didn't matter as long as they were bigger than him in one way or another. Our mother used to be one of his captives but then they fell in love and it's history from there. She used to tell all sorts of stories of how her and a minotaur captive he had used to butt heads."
"My mother is a of marine esc captives. Mermaids, Sirens, Kelpies, Water dragons on the extremely rare occasion. Something along the lines of it being like keeping a fish out of water? I know there was this one traveling performing mermaid she had her eyes on, unfortunately he went missing."
He crosses his legs. "I do have a preference for my captives, I didn't just take the first four in line. While a lot of my choices go off of how their blood tastes, I do have more standards than that. I like my captives to have brown eyes, I think those look the prettiest whenever they do cry. I also enjoy if they're easy to humiliate. Beyond all of that, I like winged captives. Harpies, angels, most of all, pegasi. I haven't been lucky enough to find any pegasi that I like enough to keep as a captive though. I do have a griffon though, I'm pretty happy with him."
"With exception of Faust, my younger siblings don't keep their own captives. They have no interest in it."
gen: @emmettnet @thebluejaysworld
#owe answers#anonymous#helgi tag#sterling tag#kaisa tag#savina tag#rene tag#ask to tag#whump#whump tag#bc it is talking about captives including unwilling ones#if anyone's curious. The mermaid Savina had her eyes on was indeed Runa :3c
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Crazy - Bragi x OC
I ALMOST FORGOT TO POST THIS! AAAAAH!
Anyway, the third of @aiden-bevelle‘s exciting commissions that made me re-love Bragi somewhat.
Premise: Bragi and Aiden’s friends are a bit fed up with the antics.
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“Alright Fluffcoat, show me what you got.”
That confident smirk ties knots in Bragi’s stomach but the words instigate his ego.
“Oh, I will.” The red-head gives a practice swing behind his blade. “Just don’t go cryin’ when I roll you in the dirt.”
So much smack talk for such an ordinary day at school. But one could only expect as much when it came to Bragi and Aiden.
These two have been inseparable since the day they met. Aiden had that softness that made him an easy target, but he really snared Bragi’s interest with his steadfast conviction. Sure, Aiden would play nice to get what he wanted, in lieu of that though, he made it happen with his own hands. This made him an infallible ally of the light, but it also made him an intriguing partner. It was only a matter of time before witty remarks became conspicuous flirtations.
Yet some of their friends have started to reach their wits’ ends with these two. The affection has become so painfully obvious that there have been active attempts to push the two together. None of them ever seemed to bear fruit though as the two go on as usual.
Today, however, is pushing it.
“Admit it,” Aiden goads as the herd returns to their classroom. “I got you today.”
Though Bragi is actually quite enamored with Aiden’s pride, he sneers for show. “Puh-lease. You won by a fluke.”
Hermod interjects, “Give a rest, you two.”
The bickering pair ignore him. “Was that fluke you landing on your ass, because then, yeah, you fluked alright.”
“My foot slipped.”
“Sure sure. Just admit I beat you. I’m not Eraqus.”
Poor Era. “Hey!”
“Guys,” Xehanort tries, also with no success.
Bragi smirks in Aiden’s face. “Nah nah. You believe what you want. I know what really happened.”
Aiden grins back. “Yeah, you know I won.”
“Whatev—”
This time, the interruption works.
“WILL YOU TWO JUST FREAKIN’ KISS ALREADY?!” Urd snaps.
The room stares at her in silence for a moment.
Bragi finds her outburst amusing; not only have they found the limits of their friends’ patience, but the prettiest pink blush bleeds across Aiden’s face.
Oh how the tables have turned.
Bragi’s shoulders rise in a shrug. “We did that already.”
Now all eyes snap to him with a collective, “WHAT?!”
Aiden snags his jacket, practically shaking him. “BRAGI!”
“Ah, relax darlin’.” He can’t help laughing, showing off that smarmy smirk. “Everyone already knows you’re crazy about me.” A fist meets his shoulder. “Ow!”
“That doesn’t mean you tell everyone we made out!”
“But Urd said—”
“I don’t care what Urd said!” Poor kid’s face is damn near the same shade as Bragi’s hair.
Vor butts into the conversation. “About freakin’ time!”
Bragi points to her. “See!”
Huffing, Aiden rolls his eyes and stalks for the door, likely more from embarrassment than annoyance. Bragi tips a salute to their friends before following after.
“Yo, cutie, slow down.”
Aiden does not.
Knowing how stubborn the blonde can be, Bragi takes action. Catching up, he shoves Aiden off-course, into an empty classroom. The door closes behind them as Bragi forces Aiden up against the wall.
Leaning in, he lets his voice drop. “Oh don’t be mad. You know I’m just as crazy about you, right?”
“You didn’t have to tell everyone we made out.” That pout is adorable.
“’Course I did.” Gentle fingers coax Aiden’s face closer. “I want everyone to know you’re mine.”
The breath that ghosts his face shudders. A chuckle slips his lips and Bragi closes the gap.
It’s soft and slow, letting the boys bask in each other’s touch, just as they have so many times before. And every time, Bragi’s heart threatens to break from his chest. His stomach flips over and over and the rest of the world slips away. There’s no doubt he’s head-over-heals addicted to this feeling.
Though the kiss breaks, Bragi’s voice clings to the intimacy. “See? Crazy.”
He’d die for that sweet smile. “Yeah you are.”
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Ok, hear me out: food play with Rio 😳
I can very much see Rio covering you in Saligian honey and just devouring his snack, but what if you decide to pull the Uno reverse card on him? He's very much a giver, and it's about damn time you *did* pull the Uno reverse card, you decided. Of course, he also wants to taste you, so you tell him he can. Cover your chest in some of the honey and let him lap it up. Once he finishes, lay him on his back, drizzle the sweet liquid over his body and slowly, borderline torturously run your tongue over each and every square inch of his beautifully toned chest that was covered in honey. You were saving the best part of the meal for last: his dick. Pour some of the honey over his ballsack and his length and tease the most sensitive spots. Just before he comes, remove your mouth and let him cum to his heart's content inside you
Oh anon great minds definitely do think alike☆
You know how long I been writing this
Sometimes I truely think we've all thought of these lewd things about these characters but are just too pussy to say anything about it
Luckily I have no filter😋
Like bruh look at this
Anon dont play with me, I will finish this fic rn
I got school tomorrow but idc I carry my laptop everywhere, I'll fucking do it, don't think I won't
Rio make my brain so stupid.
Anyway, plot of the fic is literally Rio made some good ass honey buns and they all nice and sweet and sticky and just nice overall yeah but then you drop some honey on your chin cus them buns got bare on honey on them but they good yk nice and syrupy then Rios like 'oop I'll get that😁' then fucking licks you and then like suddenly you're naked. Yea. There's honey in all places honey probably ain't posed to go but it's there its sticky and its sexy as FUCK and yall have sweet passionate love.
Yea
But anyway
Let's lick honey off Rios abs yea
That sounds so nice
Rios probably real sensitive
...hold up my brains melting
Trailing a path up his stomach over the curves and contours of hard muscle
That shit would make me horny--
Rios brain is literally short circuiting
Hes just looking down at you while you do it and he literally can't think
rio_voleri.exe has stopped working.
You're the only thing in his sights and you're like angelic to him
Sinfully angelic™😋👍🏽
Even when you're licking honey off your own hand and using the slick to jerk him off he thinks your pretty
(He might even go as far to say your prettiest in this state😳)
How is he possibly supposed to contain himself when you lick his tip with honey sweetened lips, fingers slick with hot syrupy nectar?
Imagines this☆:
Your body's stuck together. Sticky with sweat, cum and honey on your bodies. It was messy, needing to change the sheets after the fact got multiple reasons. You licked his neck as Rio kneaded your butt pulling you down on his cock, also sticky, but you weren't sure it was cum or honey, at this point though you didn't care. That's a problem for future you to figure out. You both hand your head buried in the others neck biting and sucking the other skin, trying to taste all you can of each other. "Augh... I-... I need more of you." Rio mumbled into your skin before pushing you on your back, pulling out, following a trail down your body before latching onto your pussy. "RI- RIO!" Everything about this is sloppy. The way you desired each other was without restraint or much thought, being manhandled to your gluttonous partner's delight. Tasting and licking the others honey sweetened skin, heightened the pleasure and senses. "Ah! You're so- Rio I'm-" Rios dick stood tall and strong leaking pre from his tip, glistening in your arousal. Your gripped on his hair as Rio devoured your cunt, strong arms holding your legs wide open. "I'm gonna-" "More." "Rio I'm gonna cum!" Lapping up your sweet pussy juices Rio crawled over you, pushing his cock back into you. "Shh, your okay, I got you." He didn't move, rather warmed himself inside you as you calmed down, holding your body close. "So good... your so good.. so sweet... on my tongue.."
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Diego hargreevesw nsfw and some light knife kink involved?
DIEGO HARGREEVES NSFW HEADCANONS
WARNINGS: NSFW, Plethora of kinks
A/N: I know this probably not what you were expecting or want but i hope you like it none the less. Also I will probably add more to this topic later on.
Diego is a man that has been around the block many times. He knows what he likes and what he doesn't like. But don't get me wrong, he's willing to try new things.
He's a major masochist, so it's not a surprise that he's into the thing he's into. He thrives off of the pain and that is a major motivation for him. While he does enjoy the pain, he wants it to be balanced with pleasure as well.
I also feel Diego is a switch but leans towards sub especially in your guy's relationship.
On to the other stuff, Diego absolutely loves marking. He has a major marking kink. He loves marking his partners and loves being marked by them.
"Diego, did you get mauled by something?" Luther asks.
"Yeah, he got mauled by his lover." Five added.
"Haha, very funny Five. He didn't maul me. I asked him to do it."
"Why?" Luther asks curiously.
"Because now everyone knows I'm his."
Diego's next favorite thing is bondage. He loves being tied up. Tie him up and deprive of what he yearns for. Then when he's an absolute sobbing begging mess, give him what yearns and more. Overstimulate him to the point he is seeing stars.
Diego's a big fan of orgasim control. Whether it is overstimulation or denial. He just loves it so much. 10/10 recommend doing both to him.
Diego is also a big fan of sensory deprivation. He loves blindfolds, gags, ect.
"Please, just let me cum." Diego tugs against his restraints, tears slipping from underneath the blindfold he was wearing. He'd been edged for hours and he was at his breaking point. He tried to be a good boy and hold on. But he just couldn't anymore.
"I-I'm gonna cummm." Diego's load splattering all over your hand and his chest.
Diego enjoys being collared, and the feeling of being owned. He gets off on just the thought of being owned. When your relationship gets into the later years and ownership is clear to Diego. Diego would be up to getting a permit remind of your ownership via tattoo.
Knife and gun kink. Diego is all over that shit. He buys specific knives for your guys' activities in the bedroom. CUT YOUR NAME INTO HIM. He will literally be over the moon and will proudly show that shit off. Hold your knife to his through while you fuck him and he's letting out the prettiest noises. On the other hand, he loves guns, and he enjoys being fucked with the butt of the gun. He also likes to have it held to his head as you pound into him.
Last but not least for now, Humiliation. He loves it. He thrives off of it. He just can't get enough. He doesn't mind public humiliation, but he'd prefer for it to stay behind a closed door.
#diego hargreeves#the umbrella academy#diego hargreeves x male reader#diego hargreeves x reader#the umbrella academy x male reader#the umbrella academy x reader
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mel my love hi !!! it´s been a bit so sorry for taking so long to answer uni has been high key killing me ahdsjk. hope you´ve been well though !! sending you all the good vibes and hugs ! <3
'it didnt help that he was also in a sleeveless shirt for part of it and with the bw cap, thats one of my many weaknesses' SAME SAME LITERALLY ME.
and i know !!!! min with cats is truly one of the most healing things :(
and yes i did! watching that truly was an experience! i remember watching and seeing lix and min get eliminated and my heart just broke for them tbh my god. and the lix and chan part !!!!!!! forever crushes my soul. (also i tried to watch that video but literally had to pause after five seconds because i couldnt handle it ahfdjskg)
aaaaah dance teacher minho my beloved '(as if all the genres of lino arent my fav!!)' adshjf same again !! you truly truly get it mel <3. there's just something so soft about it! :(
and im glad to hear you've had fun getting into them ! 'felt like i was going insane when i first got into skz because their music is SO GOOD i was listening to it 24/7 and constantly had random parts of songs stuck in my head throughout the day LOL' ahjdskf valid !! was there a certain song/album that made you really get into them? or !! wait was case 143 your first comeback then? (i have no sense of time sorry asdkf) how'd you like the album? any faves? (i feel like you're going to say taste but besides that one agfdjkg)
and lix and jeongin !! i'll keep that in mind *eyes emoji*
also !!! omg you saw them at kcon how fun!!! idk who else was there but i hope you had a great time <3
and mark !! i actually love nct as well and mark is so beloved to me !! totally get you ! any other groups beside nct and skz you're into? i like a lot of groups so i'd love to know feel free to share !
also i may or may not have checked out all the fancam recs and !!!! A++++++ truly tyvm <3. like i said i never really watch them but this was so fun ! also because he's so silly before the song starts and then gets all serious when they perform and the contrast is just so hilarious like i was crying laughing at the domino one. man is just grabbing butts left and right ahjkhjdshfjk. but also all of the fits are so good my god. he truly is the prettiest *sigh*
anyways, i feel like this has gotten too long im so sorry !! wishing you a lovely day/night beloved !
-🌻
santaa ur back i missed you!!
i remember the struggles of my uni days so i totally get it 😭 is it finals season right now? you got this <3 fighting!!
as for which album got me into skz, i remember i listened to the whole noeasy album straight through and i was like wow this album was literally no skips for me, maybe i gotta learn more about them?? and now the rest is history hahahaha. i also just really love a lot of their title tracks especially the ones like all in, miroh, and gods menu that are so hype (i had the DDU DDU DDU DDU DDU DDU part stuck in my head a lot when i was listening to skz music nonstop 😂 love that part). it's funny because i remember i tried listening to some skz music when i got into kpop in 2020, and i was like idk if this is for me....and now almost 3 years later i'm like THIS IS MY TYPE OF MUSIC LOL i love the noise music <3
case143 was kiiind of my first cb?? but not really in the sense that i wasn't anticipating it, since i was just learning about them when the album dropped (i fully got into skz like a few days before lino's birthday 😂 so that was good timing i guess since he ended up being my bias (and dare i say now...one of my ults....👀))
also LOL THE WAY YOU CORRECTLY GUESSED that my fav track on the maxident album is taste....ok but hear me out, besides the fact that lino is in it and the choreo is....the choreo (lol), i also love lino's falsetto in it (the "don't make me bad i'm addicted to you" asdjfhak i want to hear him sing more!! i think he has such a sweet voice 🥺) and the way that the song slowly builds up and then drops at the chorus with the beat! give me your tmi is my 2nd fav track on the album i think though
MAAAARK IS MY BELOVED I LOVE HIM :(((( i started off in kpop as an nct fan, and i have been slowly collecting more groups and i'm becoming a multi mess hahaha. besides nct and skz, i also like txt (soobin is my bias but i love all of the boys a lot <33 it was so hard to pick a bias); nine.i (a rookie group i discovered recently whose music IS SO GOOD??? one of their members produces the songs too i think and i highly recommend listening if you haven't heard of them - young boy and wasted youth are my favs but their whole discography is no skips for me); day6, p1h, svt, enhypen (in varying degrees of familiarity lol), and i also like kbands like xdh, nflying, the rose (i mostly listen to their songs and dont really know all their names but ONE DAY!). i'm mainly a bg stan, i dont have anything against ggs but i usually listen to their music and dont know their names lol (currently obsessed with stayc's songs). what groups do you like? :D
also im glad you enjoyed the lino fancams LOL (no shame here, i am the one who listed 12724 fancams after all jsahdfka) i love how he is so silly on stage and seems to truly enjoy it!! i always laugh at the thunderous fancams where his hand slowly slides down to changbins butt hahahaha. also i discovered this gods menu lino fancam today which i must share because it is insane and he went so hard especially in the chorus, i love how he really commits to all the moves and has so much power yet control in them. and yes, all his fits are amazing ugh he is sososo gorgeous
this also got really long so dont worry about it haha it just means we're having a good convo :)) hope you have a lovely day/night as well <33
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the real/warlock!seonghwa
into the #seonghwa-verse: intro + masterlist | sh personas profiles
a/n: i wasn't going to add a persona for the new epilogue era at first but then i finally had an idea and looking back i'm glad i waited (and waited..) to do warlock's profile, who was inspired by the first the real performance back in june, because it makes sense to now have them being the same person. also i guess this will be a lot different from all the older profiles since i kinda changed the "format" a bit and i don't plan to add the nsfw part (or at least for now), it's just a bunch of random facts about this new boy added to the verse!
headcanons
he is mostly known as the real
only people close to him or that knows about his powers call him warlock
and out of all the boys deja vu and fireworks are the only ones that know about that
childhood friend of deja vu and fireworks
best(est) friend with deja vu, back in school days they were the two kids always in detention known for being little rascals
but he now is a gentleman kinda (unlike someone else)
he is trustworthy and the reliable one of the duo
he has an intense and strong aura
but actually he's very laid-back and deep down he's a dork
he just likes to scare people off when he knows they're gonna be a bore
if he likes you he's very likeable and friendly
also a big tease tho
he's a shapeshifter
he was born with this power and that caused some problems especially when he was just a baby
and only around the age of 5 he developed a new power
aka elemental manipulation
he uses lots of spells and magic potions for anything else
cute and funny fact: sometimes when he's sick he transform at random esp when he sneezes (or during steamy moments)
he's a cute dork who loves making his own potions (did end up blowing things up a time or two)
when deja vu first learned about his powers when they were kids he was so excited
they spent a lot of time in each other's backyards splashing /bubbles/ of water on frogs (don't ask)
they have been best friends ever since, and the rest is history
used to be housemate with deja vu before the latter moved to the house
and that's also when he started getting more involved with the shverse house shenanigans
once him and fireworks scared the shit out of wave (and to this day the poor boy still doesn't know what the hell happened)
one other time him and fireworks set up a really interesting something for you and werewolf
he's a good man who likes to help others and give advice
but depending on who asks he can be either really helpful or a menace
he's very protective of his loved ones
the one that would probably look after you from a far – no angst implied, he just wants to make sure you're doing alright
he's a HUGE flirt but friendly at the same time
and if he really falls for you he'd be very torn since he doesn't want any serious relationship but at the same time,, it's you
he's fun and being with him would be so fun as well
lots of laughter and funny dates
at some point he would try and teach you some magic
some funny or useful lil tricks you can use around the house
he is COOL – "이런 게 바로 멋인 기라" he would say
(watch him get a tattoo of this one phrase^ he loves and keeps repeating every chance he gets)
he likes platform boots and long coats a lot and always wears them
he has some sort of warlocky studio/shop thing where he works on his new spells and potions and where people go to ask him for help
likes having you around at all times and when he's working on something new or just working in his studio
he loves having you there with him
he loves your energy and being with you even when your both doing your thing just keeping each other company
but every now and then he would take a break and shows you something funny or something to impress you
would never ever put you at risk and that's why he never tries or shows you more dangerous spells or even curses when you're there
being deja vu's buddy he knows A LOT of risqué related charms and magic
#i can't believe this is really happening but i finally present you this boy after 126478 years#ateez headcanons#seonghwa headcanons#ateez scenarios#seonghwa scenarios#ateez au#sh.verse#sh.verse.profile#psh.writings#eonghwa.writings#warlock!sh#also did you know he has the prettiest butt?
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