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thebigbadbatswife · 1 day

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Don't Take Her From Me

Pairing(s): Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader

Summary - An explosion and a building collapse has Simon begging the universe to not take you from him as well.

Warnings - Major character injury, Blood, Description of injuries, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Established relationship, Potential miltary inaccuracies, Potential medical inaccuracies. (If I missed anything, lmk!)

A/N - First time attempting to write Simon since I became obsessed. Hope you all enjoy 💜

Word Count - 1.2k

Not her. Please. Fucking please. Not her.

Simon finds himself silently begging as he sprints toward the collapsed building. He ignores Soap yelling after him, ignores the chatter on comms and Price’s voice shouting an order that completely falls on deaf ears. His only focus is on finding you. Alive. He won’t accept it any other way.

The explosion took them all by surprise. He and Soap had finished clearing out one building and were getting ready to move onto the next when it happened. It took them all by surprise. The ear shattering noise as the ground shook beneath them and seeing the building collapse in on itself, kicking up a large cloud of dust that made it look like a sand storm had blown on in. It felt like all of it had happened in slow motion, right up until the moment that everything finally went still and silent.

Then he’s sprinting with only one thing racing through his mind.

You’re currently inside of that building.

He yells your callsign over the comms, but the only thing he gets back is the crackle of static. It doesn’t mean you’re dead. For all he knows your radio has short circuited or was damaged either by gun fire or even hit by debris as the building went down. A silent radio doesn’t mean you’re dead, he repeats to himself…

Unless you’re buried beneath all of that rubble. It could have killed you on impact or you’re trapped under there, slowly and painfully suffocating.

Please don’t let that be her fate. Just let her be okay. Just let me hold her again.

He doesn’t even know why he’s begging or who he is even trying to beg to. It’s not like any of his previous praters were ever heard. Every word or thought falling onto deaf ears as everything is stripped away from him again. History repeating itself and all of that. In spite of all of that though, he continues to hold out hope. Simon refuses to write you off as dead and gone until he has your lifeless body as proof in his arms. And he really fucking hopes that doesn’t happen.

How can he carry on living if it does?

The dust is irritating his eyes, making them itch and burn. He blinks rapidly, causing tears to streak down his face as he does his best to try and clear them without actually reaching up to rub them. Which is impossible to do because of his mask. He yells your callsign again, ordering you to answer him or goddammit he will have you doing pushups for life. But like before all he receives back is static. All it does it make him even more frantic as he searches for you. If it comes down to it he will claw and dig through the rubble, tearing apart his gloves and skin, wearing himself down to the bone, just to find you.

Please don’t take her from me.

Through all the dust that still hangs in the air, continuing to limit his visibility, he starts to make out a silhouette ahead of him. Simon stops in his tracks, his grip tightening on his gun as he watches the figure closely as he reminds himself. While it could easily be you, he is still in the thick of enemy territory and it could just as easily be one of them instead.

He takes a deep breath as he looks down his scope. His heart is hammering against his ribcage. He still can’t make the person out properly, but he can see the way that they stumble with each step and they’re clutching their arm. Even if they had been a threat at one point, they very clearly aren’t anymore. Still, he doesn’t move a muscle. Watching and waiting until the wind blows the dust, finally revealing the person ahead of him.

It’s you.

Before he can think, his feet are already moving forward as he starts rushing toward you. You have been plastered white by the dust, the only bits of colour being the red from your injuries and your skin colour coming through the tear trails that streak down your cheeks.

“Ghost?” you choke out.

The sound of your voice and the sight of how injured you are has his heart cracking.

“I’m ‘ere. You’re safe,” he says. His hands come up to cup your face, eyes scanning your face and head, taking in the sight of your injuries. There’s blood coming down from your hairline and trailing down the side of your face, your bottom lip is split open and there are numerous scratches and scrapes on your face and neck. The worst of your injuries is the gash in your shoulder. Your clothing and gear is saturated with your own blood. It’s a fucking miracle you’re even able to stand right now.

“This is Ghost. I need an immediate medical evac now!” He doesn’t waste a second shouldering his gun and scooping you up into his arms. He seriously doubts that you’re able to be stand any longer and he’s got to move quickly. “Johnny, need you to cover us.”

”You’ve got it, L.T.”

Simon moves quickly, but carefully. Doing his best not to jostle you around too much while also keeping an eye for any threats. Though he trusts that Soap will see and dispatch them long before he sees them.

“Keep your eyes open, Sergeant,” he orders you when he sees your eyelids starting to drift shut. Immediately your eyes open again, meeting his. Your brow creases, tears falling anew down your face as pain wracks your body. If his heart was cracked before, it’s absolutely shattered now. How badly he wishes that there was a way that he could take your injuries and the resulting pain away from you and give it himself instead.

“Just a little bit further,” he tells you. The evac zone is in sight and the sounds of helicopter blades is deafening, but very much welcomed.

Simon keeps you close to him the entire helicopter flight, your head resting on his lap while one of his hands plays with your hair. His other hand has hold of one of yours, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of it. Your injured arm has been immobilised and your shoulder has been packed. Throughout the flight you have just been staring at the ceiling of the helicopter. Your eyes are hazy and every once in a while your brow creases and you swallow thickly; along with new tears falling. Which he gently wipes away each time. He keeps up with playing with your hair and rubbing your hand, hoping that it will help soothe you until you’re in the hospital.

“Hey,” he says. For the first time since getting onto the helicopter, you look at him. He pulls up his mask just enough for his mouth to show and leans down, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I love you.”

He doesn’t need you reply because he already knows that you love him back. You tell him every chance that you get. And even now, your brain foggy from the agony you are in won’t even stop you. “Love you, Si.”

He smiles, his thumb gently sweeping over your cheekbone, wiping up another tear.

Thank you for not taking her from me.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x fem!reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon riley x fem!reader #cod x reader #ghost x reader

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teojira · 1 day

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I saw that you had transformers on your fandom list, will you be willing to write a 'bot of choice x human reader jealousy/protectiveness fic? Like in that one scene from Transformers 2 where the Deception Pretender tried to seduce Sam but Bee absolutely wasn't having that but had to stay in car mode?

[Aren't you supposed to be more mature than this?]

Summary: Optimus knows better than to get attached to you (too late), he can't help but side eye you and a stranger interacting. (Based on Knightverse Optimus, after ROTB!)

Word count: 800+ words!

Pronouns: They/them

Warnings: Optimus is bad at feelings, Optimus being down bad, extremely self indulgent. Mainly Optimus' Pov as well! Lmk if I need to tag anything!

A/N: Everyone who knows me knows of my obsession and love for this man it's so bad, I have him tattooed and have a whole ass shrine I love HIMMM, Thank you sm for the request! He is the love of my life.

Optimus Prime has been called many things, many of which are true, things he'd accept with pride.

A great leader, a good friend, a valuable teammate, A war criminal.

A jealous bot was never one of them, until recently.

He wasn't sure when he started to take a shine towards you. Was it after Unicron? When he held you in his servos, cradling you to his chest as he transformed back into his bipedal form, only letting go of you after the confused looks from Bee and Mirage.

Maybe it was a while after that, when you offered to help clean him up, Noah was too busy rebuilding Mirage to offer his services to the big man himself.

Optimus could never wipe the feeling of your small hands gently running across his frame, taking extra care to mend any scratches you found, constantly checking in to make sure he was comfortable.

He's ashamed to admit, but he kept shuddering under your touch, his senses overwhelmed by your presence. Every time his cooling fans turned on, he'd wave it off as it was just hot outside. (it's 60 degrees out, liar.)

He tries to recharge that night, but the feeling in his chassis makes him restless. He can see his sensors go haywire at the mere thought of you. He is so fucked, he shuts his eyes and groans deeply, his mask shooting up to mask the sound, lest he wakes the others.

Primus help him.

With his new revelation, Optimus tries his best to distance himself towards you, always making excuses as to why he can't drive you home or to work (a flicker of jealously when Arcee offers, no one catches his digits curling ever so slightly into his palm), saying he must go on patrol for the time being. He waves you off when you try and care for him, asking if he'd like any help with any scrapes and dents, saying he can live with them, he's been through worse.

Its only natural that you'd give him some space, that's the kind of person you are, kind, loving, respectful, loyal to a fault, but it doesn't escape his notice when your smile falls after he politely tells you you're not needed, his spark aching when you turn around to go find another bot.

Optimus watches you now, stationed on the street.

He has no right to be upset when you're stopped outside of the garage by an older man, the man so clearly taking interest in you while you're very politely listening and nodding, shooting that oh so pretty smile to a man who he's sure is not fit to be anywhere near you, not worthy of the warm smile you wear.

It makes him seethe in jealousy, and it's scary.

He can not remember a time when he had ever been jealous. He's a prime. He was supposed to be a calm and collected leader and yet. And yet, he's so close to blowing his hor-

You suddenly whirl towards him. If he was any better of a man, he wouldn't immediately think of how cute you looked, how your lips moved as you let out a yelp.

It isn't until that thought passes his mind that he realizes he used his truckers horn. Embarrassment trickles through his body, although now he has your attention, and you are making your way towards him. The man following behind you keeps the conversation going, not catching a hint.

Optimus is ready to honk again, especially if this man keeps following so close behind you, way too close for comfort.

You beat him to it, turning around as you rest a hand on Optimus’ cabins door handle, shooting the man a polite smile.

“Sorry about that, but my husband is actually here to pick me up, so I have to go. Have a good day!” And You hoist yourself up, quickly buckling your seat belt, gently patting the dashboard in hopes Optimus fucking drives before you're bothered anymore.

Optimus’ processor buffers, his engine revving as he goes on autopilot to tale you both away. Does he know where to drive to? Certainly no, but you're with him now. He's sure you could ask him to take you to distant planets, and he'd make it work for you and only you.

“Thank you for the save, big guy.” You smile brightly at his steering wheel, your eyes lovingly trailing across the autobot symbol that sits in the center.

“It was nothing, I am glad to be there to assist.” The cabin rumbles with his voice, soothing your anxiety. You curl into your seat, resting your head.

“Where are we going?”

“If I'm not mistaken, you mentioned wanting to go to upstate New York to drive along some scenic routes? I'll gladly be your escort.”

He is so ridiculously falling for you, but he can't bring himself to hate it, especially when you excitedly hop in your seat.

ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴏɴ!

#can you tell im up his ass #Optimus is one of my top 5 characters ever i am married to him actually #transformers x reader #optimus prime x reader #gender neutral reader #teddy loves bots ☆#optimus prime #transformers knightverse #tf knightverse #Optimus x reader

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sijiv · 3 days

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CONTENT ― most to least vocal members in boynextdoor (legal line) !

PAIRINGS ― nonidol!bnd x fab!reader

WARNINGS ― dumfication (?) , cursing , smut , not proof read

AU ― this is my first smut writing, lmk if it sucked

smut under the cut

MOST

jaehyun

riwoo

taesan

sungho

leehan

LEAST

JAEHYUN ― we all know that our little subby boy here is loud as fuck, though he can't hide it because you make him feel so good. the way you use your hand to help him get off pressing your thumb against the head of his cock. his head falling back and bucking his hips into your hand. i can also see him swearing sometimes because he's being fucked stupid.

i feel as for him it'd be lots of whimpering when you're fucking him and straight up loud choked moans when you get him off. even if his members are probably in the kitchen he could care less letting them hear everything you're making him feel.

"fuck, m sorry, please don't move your hand... nu~ ah ah ah"

RIWOO ― similarly to jaehyun, riwoo would be loud but not LOUD. he'll probably only be really loud like jaehyun when you both are alone. when he's sure that you guys are alone. when he's buried deep inside of your wet cunt, how could he not be loud? is it a man's fault for being so pussy deprived.

the only time I feel like he'd whimper is when the pleasure is overwhelming for him and he can't control himself not like he has any self control. i could also see him trying to hold his moans failing after a few seconds of being inside of you.

"don't look at ― ah, oh god please"

TAESAN ― alright let me get my taesan enthusiast cap on. i feel he's in the middle more to the vocal side ― and hear me out, he is probably not too loud when fucking. when he's getting his cock sucked off by you there may be a couple of "ah, ah, ah~" 's here and there but not anything louder than that.

he might also whimper when he's close and get so needy with you he may start shoving your head more onto his cock, don't worry he'll apologize right after he cums. his whimpers are probably soft though and nothing extreme, but they're pretty. BREATHY LAUGHS WITH HIM TOO AND HIS BREATHY MOANS

"mmmm, just like that ha... mhm, mhm right there"

SUNGHO ― many may disagree where I put sungho, but I want to rest my case here. I feel like he's a talker and a soft grunter. when he has you bent over in front of him with his cock pounding your pretty pussy fucking you dumb.

feel like when he's fucking you he praises you and goes on about how you're so good to him, so sweet, very pretty and all these sweet things while you're holding onto your dear life trying to keep you brain intact. then he may get onto the grunting and maybe even pleading when he's desperate and it's fucking hot.

"look at you so pretty for me, what's that? as you wish"

LEEHAN ― struggled with the last one but ultimately here he is, he is your least vocal member. i feel as if he is kind of like taesan but his moans are very, very, very soft and breathy. he is definitely a talker. i mean he knows his voice turns you on especially when he eats you and and talks.

he probably isn't vocal when he's getting close maybe just using his actions and his strained soft moans to let you know that he's close. when he's desperate he may let out a few more moans when having sex than a normal day.

"by the way you're pulling my hair, I can tell I have an effect on you don't I?"

LEAST

goodbye, hope you enjoyed. if you did like so this reaches others and send me a text if you want more smut like this (if this seemed more like a dom!reader im sorry my intrusive dom thoughts get to me)

#bnd smut #boynextdoor #bonedo jaehyun #bnd x reader #bnd fluff #bnd taesan #bnd imagines #bnd #bnd sungho #bnd scenarios #bnd smau #bnd riwoo #bnd jaehyun #bnd leehan

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fwkiera · 2 days

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tease 💌

summary: you were sleeping next to felix as usual til suddenly you feel something hard pressing against your ass. are you gonna do anything about it or leave it be ?

genre: smut smut smut

pairing: felix x fem!reader

warnings: teasing (literally the whole fic), handjob, dry humping (only for a moment) lmk if i missed any!

a/n: req from a friend and it was js n idea i loved so i rushed after practice to get this done. (the maknae line is still in work for the “first time cuddling skz”)

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Laying in bed normally with felix behind you, spooning you and squeezing you so hard you basically couldn’t breathe, but you didn’t mind since it just meant being closer to him than you were before. Silently scrolling through your phone and you can suddenly feel something press against your ass so you look behind you to see your boyfriend, felix, sweating and eyes squeezed shut. When you looked down to your ass to see what the hell was pressing against you so hard, you saw he had a hard on just sitting there. He was most likely having some sort of wet dream but you decided to grind against him to wake him up. Almost instantly, he jumped up making you giggle slightly and you pointed at his boxers, his dick basically poking out of it. You guess he was probably ashamed from it cause he covered himself so quickly. You pout a bit as you look up at him to see him blushing ear to ear. “Why are you blushing so hard ?” you silently ask and he raises his head to face you. “Cause of, you know..” He points to his dick that’s still hard against his boxers. Laughing to yourself a little, you decide to come up with a plan.

You shifted yourself a little and you were on top of him. If you thought nothing else could make him blush harder, you were proven wrong in that moment. Slightly moving his shorts down and letting the cold air hit his dick, finally freeing it. Felix’s breath stopped for a moment and his hard on twitches a bit. Of course he had to breathe again but that’s when he finally adjusted to the temperature of yours and his cold room. You put your hands on his chest just to slowly trace them down to his thighs. The pre cum leaking from his tip, begging to be given attention. You open your mouth and lick the tip to gather everything that was dripping, making sure none goes to waste. The moan that fell out of his mouth made you wet. His deep soothing voice turned you on so much but all you could think about was teasing him to the edge. Running and gliding your fingers over the tip of his dick and finally, it enters your mouth. He groans and shivers at the sensation. You bob your head up and down until his legs start shaking and his breath becomes unsteady. Quickly pulling your mouth off his shaft with a ‘pop!’ before letting him finish and he just whimpers at the loss of touch. You let out an airy laugh before he just sits and pouts the whole time. He knows not to touch himself after because that would just mean a worse punishment for him (edging for hours n hours) so he just thrust his hips in the air begging for some friction. “please please please” his voice static and deeper than it was before. Honestly you think you could finish yourself by just listening to his voice. You shake the thought out your mind and just glide your pointer finger over his dick and he shivers again. Grabbing his dick tightly but not too rough, you slide your hand up and down slowly at first but the pace quickens every second. That’s enough to send him flying and it feels like he can see stars as he finishes right in your hand. “fuuuckkkk baby..” He says and squeezes his eyes shut. His moans fill the room and you clench around nothing.

You lick everything off of your hand and his dick which made him whine from sensitivity. You’re never gonna admit it to him but once he moaned after finishing, you finished too without him needing to touch you or touching yourself at all. It was just embarrassing and when you pull up his shorts and lay down next to him while he asks “are you not gonna finish too ?” you lightly shake your head ‘no’ and smile while he looks at you in confusion. But you and him end up falling asleep next to each other cuddling after everything that just happened.

You wake up next to him again and stare at his beautiful flushed face and give him a little kiss on his forehead. When you try getting up from his grip, it just tightens and a while later, you just give up and cuddle next to him again, slowly falling back asleep.

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a/n: hope you guys enjoyed !! n hope my friend enjoyed too 🤭 i don’t want to annoy you guys with my amount of posts so i’ll just post this for today unless someone says otherwise. Thanks for reading ! 💋

#skz #skz smut #stray kids #stray kids smut #felix #skz felix #felix smut #teasing #smut requests

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coolwithgyu · 3 days

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Pretty In Pink

pairing: yeonjun x fem!reader

warnings: sub!yeonjun, dom!reader, femboy!yeonjun, dacryphilia, overstimulation, begging, feminization, reader calls yeonjun unnie, mommy kink, crossdressing???, praise kink, lmk if theres any more!!, unedited

word count: 1.3k

notes: i've got the most severe case of femboy yeonjun brainrot

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“Jjunie~” You call out as you enter the older boys room, holding a bag of snacks, ready for your movie night. Yeonjun, however, forgot you were coming.

He was sprawled out on his bed, dressed up in a pink and white crop top with ruffled ends, a white tennis skirt hoisted over his ass, a pair of long pink and white thigh high socks with pretty little bows on them, pinching him in at the top so his thighs were slightly bulging over. He had what looked to be a pink bedazzled choker on, that had a small ring at the front of it.

His head snaps in your direction, your mouth wide open from the sight, you just now notice he has his cock in his hand. His face plastered with a look of horror as you stand there staring, he starts to get up,

“I can explain!” He rushes, reaching his arms out and shaking his hand.

You walk towards him, placing your hand on his forearm, and pushing him back onto the bed. He looks at you in confusion with furrowed brows, but he doesn’t say anything.

Grabbing his chin, you tilt his head up so you make eye contact, analysing his face and taking in every detail. He had pretty winged eyeliner, a hint of mascara, blushy cheeks and a thin layer of a light pink lipgloss. He looks so pretty.

He’s still sitting there, mouth agape, as if he’s waiting for something. You giggle,

“You look so pretty Jjunie~” You chirp, tucking his hair behind his ear, “Don’t let me stop you, please continue.” You hum, sending him a cheeky smile.

He contemplates for a second, before answering, “Can you help me?” He grabs your hands, caressing them. “Please?” You see his eyes flicking between your eyes and lips, you giggle in response, but don’t say anything.

You caress his cheek before pulling him in for a soft kiss, his lipgloss tasted like strawberries. “You taste pretty, Unnie.” You whisper. You feel his heart pound in his chest.

“Be a good girl for me and get back on the bed, hmm?” You say, pushing him back slightly and he scoots back on the bed. You climb onto the bed and crawl over to him, kissing him once again, cupping his cheek with one hand while the other trails down his body, slipping under the hem of his top. You slide up to his chest and begin kneading him, taking one of his sensitive nipples in between your fingers and rolling them.

He whimpers into your mouth, and you take the opportunity to slip your tongue in. You continue running your hand down his front, out from under his shirt and down to his thigh, giving them a light squeeze before finding your way to his cock, taking it in your hand and rubbing circles on his tip. He bucks his hips, roughly, at the friction.

You pull away, “Not so fast, babygirl.”

He lets out a whine, “Pleaasee~” rubbing his thighs together to create friction.

You hold his thighs, “No baby, you do as I say, hmm?”

“That’s not fair-”

“I can just get up and leave, is that what you want? Leave you here, hard and alone? You know nobody else is gonna help you..” You trail off.

He shakes his head “Nonono, please, i’ll be a good girl, please, please touch me.” He cries.

You smile, taking his length back into your hand and pumping your fist slowly, groping his chest with your other hand. You lean down and place small, yet wet kisses along his jaw and down his neck.

He squirms in place, his legs moving all over the place, ‘we can have that’ you think to yourself, so you prop up in the bed, pulling his legs under you and sitting, pinning his long legs down with yours.

“Stay still, baby.” You whisper.

He hums in response, “Yes, Mommy.” he whines. The name made your heart flutter.

You continue pumping his cock, keeping up a rhythmic pace, watching his face contort from the pleasure.

You stop for a moment, causing Yeonjun to whimper from the lack of contact. “Mommy?”

You run your hands up and down his body, feeling every inch of his skin that you can. His inner thighs, his stomach, his chest, his collar bones, his shoulders. You stop at the nape of his neck, gripping it softly and pulling his face towards you, whispering “Such a good girl.” before connecting your lips into another deep, strawberry flavoured kiss.

He’s attempting to rut into thin air, but with you sitting almost entirely on his lap, his attempt fails. You giggle at how desperate he is. Even the kiss felt hungry.

You pull away from him, running your hand back down his front, you notice him welling up, tears threatening to spill from his winged eyes.

“Please~” He whimpers, softly. “I’ve been a good girl, please.” He pouts. A tear falls, and runs down his cheek

“Aww, baby. Don’t cry~” You hum, wiping his tear away. But once one started falling, they all did.

“Please~ please, mommy,” He sobs, “I need you so bad, can I please cum, please?” His eyes started to get puffy, black streaks of mascara trailing down his cheeks.

You chuckle, “Since you asked so nicely~” You grip his throbbing cock again, and begin fisting it, fast. You feel him twitch in your hand, his pretty pink tip already leaking. You watch as he throws his head back, the most ungodly whines falling from his pretty, pink lips.

You keep up the pace, coming undone when you begin stroking his tip with your thumb. You connect your lips with his as he rides out his high, stroking his face with your free hand.

You pull away, “Good girl~”, Yeonjun chases your lips. He blinks at you slowly, staring at your lips, mouth agape once again. You giggle at the sigh, stroking his hair as you wait for him to settle.

You look down. “You’ve made a mess, Unnie.”, cum spewed up his white tennis skirt, over his belly and spilling over the hem of his top. You’re still rubbing him, however.

“You wanna go again?” You ask.

He shakes his head, “Too much..” he grabs your hand, which is still stroking his length, but he doesn’t stop you.

“Are you sure, honey? You don’t seem sure.”

He hums, “M-More..”

“More? Be a good girl and use your words.”

“More, please, more. I want more Mommy.” He cries.

You smile down at him, “That’s what I thought~” you giggle. You grip the base of his cock with one hand, and use the other to rub circles on his tip with your palm. That alone has him squirming, whining and moaning, ‘Mommy~’. Tears were already streaming down his face again, this time from the overstimulation.

He starts bucking his hips up, stronger than before, and biting and sucking on his lower lip. You scan his pretty face, stained with black mascara streaks, his lip gloss smeared and his hair a mess, moans falling so elegantly from his now swollen lips.

“Are you gonna cum for me again?” You hum. He looks at you, making direct and deep eye contact, eyelids heavy from how fucked out he is. He doesn’t even say a word before he lets go again, writhing around under your touch, borderline screaming as his load floods his stomach once more.

“Such a good girl for me.” You say, planting a soft kiss on his lip, pressing your forehead to his as he pants underneathe you.

“Th-Thank you, Mommy.” He whispers.

“Of course, baby. Anything for you.” You smile, “Let’s get you cleaned up, and then we can finally watch this movie, hmm?” He nods.

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this is the most degenerate thing i've ever written oml i'm so sorry - 🐱

#txt #txt post #yeonjun #txt yeonjun #yeonjun smut #yeonjun hard hours #yeonjun hard thoughts #yeonjun x reader #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt smut #txt x reader

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lesbians4lottienat · 3 days

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hiii can ypu make fem!cheerleader!reader x teen shauna thoughts?? thx!

of course :3

okay okay so i was thinking and like. i wasn’t sure if you wanted modern day au thoughts or still the ‘96 timeline, so you get both :3 hope u enjoy!!! also if you like any of these ideas and want me to write them, lmk!!

MODERN DAY:

she adores you so much ohhhhhh my god. loves loves loves to watch you perform, she would go to all of your meets if it didn’t coincide with her own soccer meets…genuinely gets a little upset that she can’t go to them all lol !! you go to as many of her practices as you can as well !! shauna shipman doing sports….wowza…

ADORES seeing you in her jersey or wearing your scrunchie on her arm during a game, subtle possessiveness and all that. seeing you in her clothes in general is a huge thing for shauna, she likes to physically be reminded that you’re hers !! you both probably swap hair ties so often ! you have fancy ones with bows and glitter and hers are more practical, but you share and everyone can tell when you’re wearing your partners hair tie lol !!

thinking about shauna scoring and immediately turning to see if you saw that…. cringefail loser princess. also she loves hearing you cheer for her ouuuuu she’s so in love it’s not even funny. hearing you can completely change how she’s playing tbh…like oh, my gf is watching? have to win for her!! when the yellowjackets win, you run onto the field and give her kisses :3 you’re just so proud of her !!

1996:

loves you like breathing but she can’t show it without putting you both at risk of relentless bullying and judgement :( won’t risk watching you practice but loves to give you quick good luck kisses in her car before dropping you off !! sometimes you wait for her after practice so you two can hang out, but you make sure not to do it too many days in a row; you wouldn’t want anyone getting suspicious

shauna and you sneaking kisses in the locker room…shauna swears it’s a good luck charm for her, but you’re certain she just wants to kiss you lol

still searches for you in the crowd after every goal !! she loves to show off for you, and you love to tease her for it <3

#yellowjackets x reader #yellowjackets x you #shauna shipman x reader #shauna shipman x you #rosie’s rambling 🐝

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sunkissed-zegras · 2 days

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It’s 8pm, the girls are in their dorms, and the manager calls them telling them to get into their pajamas if they haven’t already and meet her on campus.

After a bit of walking she leads them to a building and pulls out her key.

“Now I thoroughly cleaned the floors for this shit so Istg if there’s any stains on the floor afterward...”

“You swear to god what?”

“Imma call your parents.”

Nika goes to respond but her words die on her lips as the doors open…

GYM SLEEPOVER.

Yeah that’s right, manager took it upon herself to set up the Gym for a team sleepover.

I’m talkin tables of food, both home made and takeout.

Board and card games.

Sheet face masks.

Bluetooth

A damn PROJECTOR so they could watch whatever (they’re totally watching ponyo and looney toons back in action)

Trash cans.

Girl they’re eating good food, having a good time…. some of them being sore losers at uno (I’m looking at you KK) (Manager and Azzi tag teamed in uno and destroyed everyone)

Making memories, sharing old ones, talking shit LMAO.

Then at the end when it’s time to sleep manager takes out the blankets, pillows, and floor mattresses (I say floor mattresses cuz ain’t no way they bout to stay in those sleeping bags) so they could set up on the floor.

They wind down and just sleep…

…

Or you know

Someone breaks the silence and asks a random ass question, which someone leads into deep and meaningful conversations???? All of a sudden everyone is soft

Then they actually go to sleep (lowkey fighting on who’s sharing with manager cuz they’re literal children and can’t agree on anything)

…

AFTER KK goes “Wait, Are we even allowed to be in here?”

“Nope, but if there’s an issue they can take it up with me.”

“Okay…”

“Paige, get your cold ass feet off me.”

“Bro, hey’re not even that cold-“

“Yes they are!”

-🐹

I JUST REMEMBERED THIS ASK AND I READ IT BUT FORGOT TO POST IT!!!!!!!!!!!

this needs to be a whole fic (yes, yes i know i say that about EVERYTHING) but for real!!!!! like, it does!!!!!

idk this sounds a lock in (lmk if yall have this in america cause...) usually for sports and for like student council we'd do a lock in every semester to get to know everybody, it's like a big gym sleepover

manager would do this before the season starts for all the new freshies and recruits to feel welcome and at home, it's her fav thing to do!!! it's sm fun

#uconn wbb manager thoughts 💭#🐹 nonnie!

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marshslovedone · 2 days

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⏤͟͟͞͞☆ The Villa, Stan x F!Reader x Kenny nsfw oneshot

CW: F!Reader, Polyam, threesome, spit roasting, nicknames (baby, mamas, etc), hickies, make out sessions, anal sex, oral sex (M!Receiving), throat fucking, deep throating, lmk if I missed any

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“come on, mamas, let’s go to beach..it’s private so no one besides us three would be around..” Kenny smiles as he slowly crawls on top of me when I woke up. I smiled at him as kenny stayed on top of me. “Baby, it would be fun..we have our own chef too, to make us food..” stan kneeled down as he played with my hair. I just nodded a yes as kenny and stan smirked before getting up / off of me.

I got up stretching and soon going to the closet to get my bathing suit, I slowly go to change as I heard a squeaky noise behind me. I looked behind me as stan and kenny quickly moved away from the closet doors. I just rolled my eyes before smiling and finishing getting ready before leaving the closet seeing my two boys sitting there, they smiled back at me each of them grabbing my hands as we go to the beach.

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“mamacita, let’s go swimming, the water is clear~” stan smirks as he runs his hands through his wet hair as water drips from his toned body. I sat up from the towel looking at him up and down. “Oh really? What about kenny?” I asked taking my sunglasses off looking at stan. Stan moved away to show kenny jumping around in the water. “We want you with us, mamacita, please?” “Hmm alright..” i smiled getting up as I grabbed his hand as we walked to the water to swim around.

As we got in the water Kenny instantly swam to us as he was in front of me and stan was behind me. I giggled as I was sandwiched by them, rocking side to side in the water as I let out a sigh in content kenny started to rub my back as stan rubbed my arms. We stayed like this for awhile until sunset hit then we slowly made our way back to the villa

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nighttime came around as the ocean noises was hear along with trees rustling from the wind. faint creaking noises of a bed was heard soon heard as moans of pleasure were soon heard and wet squelching noises were heard.

“You like that, mamas? You like when I pound your hole?” Kenny chuckled lowly as he continuously pounded in your ass. All you could do was let out a muffled whine which made stan let out a loud groan. The vibration of the whine went to Stan’s dick which made him thrust in your throat a little fast. “God, angel, your mouth is like heaven..i could die a million times for this again..just for you..” stan moaned out has he kept thrusting in your mouth hitting the back of your throat. “You can say that again..your hole is squeezing me so tightly it feels so good..your the definition of heaven, mamas..” kenny groaned out throwing his head back in pleasure.

Soon enough kenny let out a loud groans as he gripped my hips and did one last thrust and soon came inside filling me up to the brim. I let out a muffled moans soon feeling stan pull out my mouth and cum on my face. “Sorry, Angel, I didn’t want to shoot my load in your mouth..”

“I didn’t wear a condom..oops”

“KENNY”

guess who got hit on the head that night.

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@mccormicksgirl our mans our mans 🫂

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glowsticcc · 5 months

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i’ve been wanting to put sunny in different hairstyles since i first designed them and today i satiated that need

i like to headcanon that q!tubbo learned how to do her hair but whenever she winces bc he pulled a little too hard a part of his soul dies :D

#qsmp #art #digital art #qsmp sunny #qsmp sunnysideup #yes i put stars on all of her outfits it fits #and also i know she has three white parents but a fella can dream #she’s my baby i love her so so much #just a widdle babyyy 🤏#a lot of these i got from references on pinterest #i think i like the loc buns the best tbh #the size i was able to get with them was good #AND THE EDGES #i LOVE drawing edges on characters it’s so fun #btw if there’s any other hairstyles you want me to try lmk #i’m also fully open to constructive criticism :3 #qsmp fanart

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tracle0 · 10 months

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Feast your eyes! My pride stars :)!

#pride stars #origami #paper craft #paper stars #handmade #arts and crafts #so it was my cities pride yesterday and I spent the ENTIRE month of July making these lil stars to give out to people!#it went really well actually #I was saying donations appreciated but not mandatory and some people looked so happy just to have some stars!!!#some people were SO generous too like oh my god????#I think there was only one experience I disliked during the event where I was vaguely swarmed and people were helping themselves but #yknow we all get excited haha #got a really cute mushroom bracelet as a trade as well!!!#I have a fair few leftover - lots of aro and ace ones #couple of bi and a couple of pan #ZERO non-binary I should've made more!!#nd obvs some rainbow and trans cause I made the most of them #I'd say lmk if you're near me and you can have some but I am pretty sure none of you know me irl so you can't have any I'm afraid #oh also worth saying - I made the stars I could with the papers I had! Bought purple and pink but I did not try more complex flags cause #I mean. I couldn't really afford to haha?#maybe next year I'll try the lesbian flag too!#ok bye xx #trade-marked

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puppyeared · 1 year

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Hey I’m new to the LMK fandom, why do so many people ship Sun Wukong and Macaque??

A lot of people like the hurt/comfort potential because of their backstory and because they’re just really good counterparts lol. Macaque even makes a whole play about their past relationship, which is where a lot of that fuel for the ship comes from and the whole “the hero and the warrior were like the sun and the moon” spiel that people love using for shits and giggles. There’s also a really strong enemies to lovers sentiment and i think it’s kinda sweet

Personally, I just really like riffing off the divorced energy. To me, these idiots would rather beat the shit out of each other than make up and I really really eat that up. Not just as a joke, maybe as a way to cope with their feelings like “I want things to go back the way they were but this is all I can do”

#I don’t think there will be a /perfect/ answer to this question but this is just my insight lol. I think a lot of people are weak for #enemies to lovers content cause we just don’t get enough of it. and nobody’s doing it like themmmmm #it’s fine not to ship it ofc!!#enemies to friends is just as good and I don’t see any reason to appreciate it less #we’re also on the cusp of finding out what exactly happened between them either in the s4 special or s5 #not going to give anything away but. they were REALLLYYY fruity when they were friends if we get anything more I will die >///<#ALSO I FUCKING LOVE KNUCKLEHEAD X KNUCKLEHEAD CONTENT. FUCKING MORONSEXUALS #step aside heartfelt apologies it’s time for offering you a bandage after a huge fight. can we get some hand lingering on fist content #because that is the closest youll ever get to holding their hand like back then?? feeling their palm against your face in a hard punch HELLO #you’re only ever gonna get them ‘insulting with each other and finding it comfortable because it’s kinda like banter’from ME #thank u for the question btw!! this made me think a lot about what exactly appeals me in their relationship /gen #yapping #lmk #Lego Monkie kid #shadowpeach #doodles #ask

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good-beanswrites · 2 months

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Just wanted to plant an idea if you wanted a bit of fuel: Mahiru asking Yuno to come to her cell before everything goes down.

Edit: I forgot the ask didn't say it but this is part of Kyanako's incredible Order Of Attack AU!

Didn't mean for this to become a mini Mappi study but here we are ✨ Thank you for the request! I fully intended to write them hanging out, but it's more right before they hang out lol. Went a bit on-the-nose with foreshadowing, but isn't that the fun part? It has become Emotional Over Mahiru Hour...

I kept things vague, but TW for mentioning her boyfriend's state of potential self-harm

Mahiru tried not to act superstitious, she really did. As much as she loved the idea of little luck charms, or avoided easy signs of misfortune, it was easier to keep quiet about such ridiculous things.

Maybe catching a bride’s bouquet meant no guarantees; maybe there was no real harm in stepping underneath ladders, maybe a coin tossed into a fountain had no real magic to its wish. However, the one thing she knew for sure held power was a lucky presence. Being in the right place at the right time could alter everything. And today was the right time for something. There was this waiting in the air. The prison had been holding its breath. Mahiru knew it was time to release it all.

“You must be so lonely, why don’t you let big sis Mahiru keep you company?” She beamed at Amane.

She often recalled the good fortune that she and a certain young man had crossed paths on the university terrace. She used to laugh with him about the wonderful coincidence of bumping into each other outside of the bakery, then the convenience store.

Though she’d never spoken about it to him, she was also grateful for many occasions where she walked in on him at the precise moment to talk him out of something reckless. She always told him that they’d do everything together. He didn’t need to be alone anymore.

“I wish to be alone. I need peace of mind to think.” Amane turned away from the cell door.

It was a good thing, too. Mahiru’s smile wasn’t as convincing as she said, “o-oh. Of course.”

She made her way around the panopticon, hearing Fuuta pace his cell in anticipation. He must have felt it too, this holding of breath.

Or perhaps not. He turned down her offer for a bit of company, including a few more colorful words than Amane had. Mahiru just apologized for bothering him and headed back to her cell. She wasn’t sure where Mikoto was at this hour, but she didn’t feel like smiling through a third rejection.

She shook her head back and forth. She wished the motion could rattle the voices inside, she wished she could shake them all away. With her arms secured in place she could no longer cover her ears. She used to hum to keep them at bay, but lately they’d been too loud to stifle. They just kept on talking.

Their words told her the two were right. Nobody needed her company. No – nobody wanted it. Being together hadn’t helped her boyfriend. In fact, being together had been the very thing that got him killed. No wonder Amane and Fuuta wanted to avoid her.

So then, this was for the best. She would rather deal with the brief sting of refusal than stumble in one day to find them hurt… or worse. As much as she tried to avoid the superstition of it all, the voices reminded her that her very presence could mean life or death.

“Mappi, are you alright?” Mahiru hadn’t realized a tear had slipped down her cheek until she hurried to swipe it away in front of Yuno.

“Hah, I’m fine! Just fine.” It was impossible to fool her, Mahiru had learned, but that never stopped her from trying.

At least she always spoke tactfully. “Rough morning?”

Mahiru shifted her arms in her uniform, making a small sound of agreement.

“Can I do anything to help? What if I stay with you for a bit? I can do your hair, and…”

The voices were right. Amane and Fuuta knew it, too. Presences did hold power, and Mahiru’s was cursed.

But she would sound foolish admitting such a fear to Yuno. She'd heard plenty from the voices about how stupid and airheaded she was, there was no use in getting the same lecture from someone as grounded as her.

Mahiru managed a weak protest, unable to explain her real reasoning. Yuno was insistent. She didn’t give much of a choice. Could she feel the strangeness of the prison, as well?

At last, Mahiru allowed her shoulders to sag. Yuno was lucky. And kind. Having her nearby would do her good. Amane and Fuuta would be alright. Mahiru had tried spending more time with them after verdicts were announced. Now, she made a mental note to pull back. If her love couldn’t save anyone, at least she could spare them from her curse. They would be safe.

“Yes. Please stay. The truth is... I don't want to be alone.”

#milgram #mahiru shiina #yuno kashiki #amane and fuuta mentioned #i dont know how well this all fits in with your vision of the au but i had a ton of fun with this lmao sorry 😂#oh hey if anyone knows any japanese superstitions like those in the beginning lmk #i was trying to research them but i kept getting lucky symbols/words - not necessarily actions like that #anyway thank you so much for this!! it was a really interesting moment to capture >:0 #drabbles that take me way too long to combine my three brain cells but im really pleased with the end result #i had a lot of Mahiru Thoughts but it took a bit of fiddling to make them fit together #the superstitiousness - the focus on one's presence - the parallels with his bf - what she's dealing with from the voices #im glad it came together semi-smoothly in the end asdfsd #i didnt mean for mahiru t break the fourth wall or anything --#i always saw her as a master at picking up on social changes/cues so she can tell when things are most tense/kotoko is fully prepared #but she doesnt consciously know it -- she just knows that things feel Off #not only do the attacks confirm mahirus fear that shes cursed - but yunos involvement confirms her belief that shes extra lucky #i wonder if shed still end up spending all her time with yuno now that she thought she was such a protective person...#i couldnt articulate it right since the end was wrapping up so nicely - but mahiru starts to wonder if most people are fine being left alon #and *shes* the odd one out for craving company #then she feels isolated because by getting what she wants shes dooming someone else #i mean... if everyone you try to get close to starts getting hurt... wouldnt you worry about the same...?#AHAHAHAHA hope you enjoyed 🙃#*posts this then retreats back into the void for a bit*#drabbles

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philsmeatylegss · 1 year

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*Types into search bar*

“How to still be an active fan of a creator when previously being an obsessive fan for most of your teens because they were one of the few good things keeping you from killing yourself in middle school so now trying to become a more casual fan feels like a betrayal and I cannot get into new fandoms because the high I got in middle school from the extreme emotion switch cannot be replicated both because I’m literally twenty and I’m far from suicidal so now and I love these creators with my whole heart and still engage with all of their new content but I want to move on while also still being a fan but I just can’t?”

#this is about dan and phil lol #literally my pfp and url is inspired from them and my identity partly is them #they were my first healthy adult relationship I saw as a child so it feels fucking hard to turn away #and I just can’t get into any new content because it’s not the same #also I’m really picky in who I like to read fanfic about and most fandoms don’t fit that criteria but that’s irrelevant at this time #idk #the phandom is dying because we’re all getting older and have learned how to be healthy about an interest #and it hurts to watch it happen to yourself #idk I can always fall back on it when they upload new content #that’s actually what I do #I still get that same high when they upload #but it fizzles out after a few hours #WHICH IS HEALTHY #but I’ve spent so long obsessing over it that this casual treatment feels like betrayal #I feel like I can’t be the only one going through this though #hmu to create a support group for people who were rabidly obsessed with dnp in their early teenage years accompanied with severe mental #illness and are now getting older and healthier so you don’t get that same obsession but you’re still a fan but you can’t join any new #fandoms and so on #also if you just happen to know of a fandom stanning something that includes a real carnon gay relationship where both parties are gay and #the fics fucking slap please lmk #I mean ig it can be fictional but I just have a thing with them not being fully gay irl #I’m not gonna start because I don’t want to be cancelled #so many people have gone through this phase of going rabid to normal why did no one warn me #rae’s rambles #dan and phil

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fizzfags · 2 months

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Heyyy literally no clue who you are or what you're into but your username is really close to one I almost picked and I'm captivated

If it isn't a bother may I ask you to send propaganda for what you're into? Wanna know more, looks cool but I don't really understand what it is

just roll with it is a ttrpg podcast with a bunch of different campaigns. i have been fixated on it for four years straight and i am not happy about this fact. at the moment i am currently interested in the suckening (the currently ongoing vampire the masquerade campaign. idk why they called it that. are they stupid?) here are some highlights from the transcripts ive made